Lin Fan glanced at Kato with interest, his right index finger seemed to have mutated, it should have been bitten by some strange beast.

Moreover, his vitality seemed to have some abnormal decay, which made Lin Fan even more convinced that the price he paid for obtaining this divine skill was his vitality.

Vitality is a very ethereal thing, indescribable, unclear, but real, Lin Fan can only judge the strength of his vitality by observing his soul fire.

However, there are some ancient secret methods that can be used to replenish one's own vitality by absorbing the life force of others, so as to prolong one's life.

Kato pointed out that he should have reached this kind of agreement with a certain alien beast, and through the dedication of life force, he will gain great power.

And the power obtained in this way is usually controlled by the giver, who can take it back whenever he wants.

Jin Ruizhi and Kato reprimanded their clan brother a few times, and the two glanced at each other, although they looked at each other very unpleasantly, and they wanted to go up and bite each other, but they restrained it well.

Now is not the time for them to fight, they came to Huaxia to participate in this triennial grand event of the southern secular martial arts world, just to see the strength of Huaxia martial artists, and at the same time humiliate again.

They are all well-known in their respective countries, and they are very powerful, and they are very happy to do big things in Huaxia.

Suddenly, someone shouted loudly outside the door of the Taoist temple, and the voice was extremely penetrating:

"Mr. Qu of Miaojiang Qujia led all the children here!"

Less than a minute after his words landed, an old man who looked old walked in slowly, he coughed in three steps, paused in five steps, as if he was about to die, and a woman who looked like he was twenty-three or four-year-old was supporting him, full of distress.

They were followed by a dozen men and women, each holding a palm-sized wax figure of various animals.

Kato pointed and saw this old man Qu, and immediately shouted loudly: "Old man Qu! you are going to die, do you still come to join in the fun?"

The words are full of sarcasm.

Lin Fan's eyes narrowed slightly, this old man is not simple.

The strength of his mid-stage qi transformation, the techniques he practiced should be quite promising, and his vitality is almost completely restrained, reducing the consumption of vitality on weekdays, so as to prolong his life.

While this is just a multiplication of longevity, and it sounds simple, it's hard to do.

First of all, if you want to restrain your vitality, you must have an extremely rare secret method.

Old Man Qu said in a hoarse voice: "Ahem, cough! Kato pointed out that you should not be arrogant, even if I really can't do it one day, then you will die before me first." ”

Kato's face changed, don't look at him as if he is younger than Old Man Qu, that's just on the surface, he doesn't think he can live this old immortal.

He knew that this bad old man had lived for more than ninety years, and the exercises he cultivated were strange, and it seemed that he could live for a long time.

Someone in the crowd whispered: "Old man Qu's real name is Qu Yixian, that is a famous Taoist master in Miao Jiang, a body of endless spells, it seems to be dying, and the sun is waning, but once he casts a spell, the whole person will immediately glow with endless vitality, as if he is a middle-aged man in his thirties! Next to him is his own granddaughter, Qu Liuyan, who is said to have very unnatural qualifications, but she is very vicious, don't look at her weak and can't help but wind. Chu Chu looks pitiful, but she will not be soft at all when she kills people, and she hates men the most, there are not a hundred but dozens of people who have died under her hands, and almost all of them are men. ”

As the man was talking, Qu Liuyan seemed to hear someone talking about him, his brows furrowed slightly, and his eyes glanced into the crowd, which frightened the man to shut up immediately and was silent.

The exchange of words between the two flashed, and Old Man Qu came to the place where Qu's family should be, and sat on the Taishi chair specially prepared for him, Jin Ruizhi, Kato Kato, and others did not have this kind of treatment.

Lin Fan nodded secretly, we warmly welcome friends from outside, but we will punish those who come to provoke!

He didn't sit in a chair because he didn't want to be too conspicuous.

"Master Yongjue, the abbot of the Shaolin Outer Sect of the Southern Sect, and Master Yongzhi of Zayuan led all the disciples here!"

Southern Shaolin Waizong!

When almost everyone heard the announcement, they immediately craned their necks to look out.

The name of the person, the shadow of the tree, the Shaolin Temple, whether it is the North Shaolin of the Central Plains Province or the South Shaolin of Hujian Province, it sounds so thunderous to people, and they all want to explore it!

Nanpai Shaolin has never participated in this event, why did it suddenly come this year?

Could it be because this was held in Xiaoyao Mountain, and their monks and Taoist priests were ready to learn from each other?

Xiao Ya even stood directly on Lin Fan's shoulders, pressed her hands on Lin Fan's head, and stretched her neck to look out.

She had seen Shaolin Temple movies before, and she was very curious about this mysterious and legendary place, and even wanted to see how those monks fought.

She is still young, and she does not have the slightest awareness that she is an immortal cultivator.

A round monk wearing a red robe with twelve ring scars on his head walked in, followed by a thin monk in a yellow robe, followed by a group of monks dressed in light gray.

Master of Yongjue!

The thirty-third generation of Shaolin Temple!

The strong man in the early stage of the transformation!

Master Yongzhi, the younger brother of Master Yongjue, a strong man in the late stage of transformation!

Shaolin in the north and south has been passed down from generation to generation.

Master Yongjue, who was kind and kind-eyed, folded his hands together, nodded to everyone with a smile, and slowly walked towards his place with all the disciples.

However, before the people of Southern Shaolin came to the area where they belonged, they saw a group of monks wearing off-the-shoulder robes rushing in, and at the forefront was an old man in the late stage of Huajin, who quickly came to Master Yongjue, blocking the way of the people of the Southern Shaolin School.

"I don't know what is going on with this benefactor?"

Master Yongjue still folded his hands and asked the other party with a smile, as if he didn't see the other party's fierce eyes at all.

"I heard that you sent Shaolin in the south, and your fist and foot kung fu are very powerful, we specially came to learn and teach!"

The old man spoke broken Chinese and said coldly to Yongjue.

Master Yongjue's face twitched slightly, and he said with a pleasant face: "I said that this benefactor, we are all monks, don't fight and kill all day long! Martial arts are used to strengthen the body, not to kill." ”

"I'm here today to ask you about the kung fu of the Southern Shaolin School!

The old man was unmoved, looking like if you don't fight with me, I won't let you pass.

"Amitabha!"

Master Yongjue raised his head to the sky and pronounced a Buddha horn, just when everyone thought that he was going to teach the other party a lesson, Master Yongjue turned his head back and said to Master Yongzhi behind him: "Senior brother, senior brother, I am kind-hearted, I am afraid that once the fight will hurt the other party, this matter, you should come!"

As he spoke, his figure flashed and he ran behind Yongzhi.

The eyes of the crowd fell to the ground.

You obviously saw that you couldn't beat the other party, so you fled, okay!

The code came out five minutes late, sorry sorry!

(End of chapter)