What they couldn't believe was that at this time yesterday, when the two were sparring, the junior sister's Flying Butterfly Palm was still a bit raw, and she was defeated by the senior sister in just a few moves.

Even the eldest sister did not use the most powerful flying butterfly palm at all, but only used the tiger claw hand to defeat her.

But today, it seemed that someone else was performing the Flying Butterfly Palm. In a daze, they felt that it was the sect master who was coming in person.

So graceful and exquisite!

They were fascinated by it, as if they had turned into a butterfly and danced gracefully, and their understanding of the Butterfly Palm improved by leaps and bounds.

Some people couldn't help but whisper.

"Is this really Junior Sister Mo?"

"Hehe, Junior Sister Mo is possessed by the sect leader."

"This progress is so fast."

"Junior sister Mo was possessed by a mad spirit before, so she didn't recover."

"Then it's impossible to enter the country so quickly."

"It is said that Junior Sister Mo is a martial arts prodigy, so she was accepted as a close disciple by the sect master and carefully trained. Now it seems that the sect master's vision is indeed vicious. Within one day, he suddenly understood the Flying Butterfly Palm."

"This understanding is really amazing."

"Our Jade Butterfly Sect is about to produce another genius."

"The sect leader has passed away. When we need a genius, we just didn't expect that it would be my junior sister."

Due to her status, Mo Youlan did not dare to show up too much, lest she expose her flaws and be seen.

Therefore, as a junior sister, she has a very low sense of existence. She practices in seclusion all day and night. In fact, she eavesdrops on the discussions within the sect and obtains some information.

They stared at the two of them and talked in low voices.

At the beginning, the discussion was quiet. As the number of people joining in the discussion increased, the sound became louder and buzzing.

"Bang!" There was a muffled sound, and the two separated.

Ning Zhenzhen clasped her fists and smiled: "Senior Sister, I accept my resignation."

Senior sister Su Xingchen had a slender figure and bright and dazzling appearance. She smiled softly, her eyes moving, and hummed: "Little junior sister, it's okay, your understanding is high enough."

"After I went back yesterday, I was thinking hard. Suddenly I saw a butterfly flying in front of me. I had a flash of inspiration and observed the butterfly. I gained a new understanding, which was very helpful for my understanding of the Flying Butterfly Palm."

"Butterfly?"

"Yes." Ning Zhenzhen nodded lightly: "Don't look at the movements of the butterfly, but look at the way the butterfly exerts force. The root of their sudden changes. Our flying butterfly palm and the butterfly's exertion are exactly the same. It is easy to understand."

"It's easy for you, but not easy for ordinary people." Su Xingchen waved his hand: "Okay, you win."

"Sister, I didn't win." Ning Zhenzhen smiled and said, "We are considered a tie."

"Your cultivation has not recovered yet. If you recover, I will not be your opponent." Su Xingchen said with a smile: "Little junior sister, go to my yard and let's have a chat."

"Yes." Ning Zhenzhen agreed without hesitation.

Su Xingchen glanced at the girls.

Although more than a hundred women only wore short clothes and no makeup, they still looked gorgeous.

She hummed: "You guys, don't practice blindly all day long. You're like a donkey. The direction is wrong. The harder you work, the worse it will be. Learn more and practice less. Did you hear me?!"

"Yes -" everyone hurriedly agreed.

If she doesn't agree quickly, she will say it again.

Su Xingchen nodded with satisfaction and left with Ning Zhenzhen.

The girls immediately started talking and were filled with emotion.

It turns out that this is how you practice butterfly palm, you have to observe butterflies.

Some people shook their heads: "I have also observed butterflies, but I have no insights and it is of no use."

"No gain at all?"

"No, I'm even more confused."

"Hehe, how can your understanding be compared with that of my junior sister? Let's go see Butterfly too."

The Jade Butterfly Sect is located in a valley, which is like spring all year round. There are many flowers and plants, attracting too many bees and butterflies.

Butterflies can be seen everywhere, whether they are white, black or colorful. They had not noticed them before. Only then did they realize that there were many more butterflies in the valley than they had imagined.

So each person observed one, chasing it, and some tried to catch it to see how the butterfly dodges.

I really discovered some mysteries.

The butterfly seemed to be flying slowly, but it could dodge very nimbly, and with a slow swing, it had already avoided it.

This feeling of slowness but actually speed is the feeling of Flying Butterfly Palm.

Once I found the feeling, I started practicing flying butterfly palm, and I made rapid progress.

All of a sudden, the disciples of the Jade Butterfly Sect all improved their flying butterfly palms rapidly.

After receiving the benefit, the girls changed their attitude towards Ning Zhenzhen, who brought the benefit, and became much more enthusiastic.

Ning Zhenzhen felt that she had truly integrated into the Jade Butterfly Sect and was truly accepted by them as one of their own.

Previously, Mo Youlan had been practicing in seclusion and had indeed built up a wall. Now, this wall has finally been dismantled.

——

In the early morning, amid the chirping of birds in the back mountain, Fakong opened the door and left the house.

The fresh air penetrates into the nose and cleanses the internal organs. The turbid air is gone and the whole body is filled with pure air.

Fakong stretched and stood aside to watch Xu Zhijian practice Da Guangming Fist.

Xu Zhijian was wearing Fakong's middle coat and gray shorts. He looked refreshed and full of energy. Compared with the dusty days of yesterday, he seemed like a completely different person.

Yesterday I was not only busy with the dust, but more importantly, I was depressed, so my whole person seemed a little gloomy.

The moves of Da Guangming Fist are simple, just a few punches coming and going, it looks ordinary and boring.

The real essence of the Great Light Fist is the light of his fist. A faint white light envelopes the fist, flickering on and off.

The white light will change the speed and power of the fist.

Either the punching speed increases greatly, or the punching power increases greatly.

One punch can be as fast as a shooting star, and one punch can be as heavy as a mountain.

Xu Zhijian slowly retreated, his fists became brighter and brighter, and the white light became more and more concentrated. Finally, it was like two bright moons falling on his hands.

"Ugh——!" Xu Zhijian let out a long breath, and the breath was like a stream of breath, which stayed together until it flew to the courtyard gate before dispersing.

The white light from both hands converges into the skin.

"I drank too much yesterday and got drunk." Xu Zhijian looked at Fakong, shook his head and said, "You can't drink like this anymore."

Fakong smiled and said, "Brother Xu, you are feeling unhappy. You can relieve your worries by getting drunk. Are you much better now?"

"The knot in my heart was relieved. I feel relieved!" Xu Zhijian said with a smile: "I should have gone to the other hospital to report yesterday, but I ended up here drunk. I don't know if the other hospital will look for me."

"I have already asked Lin Feiyang to tell your other hospital." Fakong said.

"That's good." Xu Zhijian breathed a sigh of relief.

"Let's go, come with us to Wangjiang Tower for breakfast."

"I……"

"Let's go!"

"...Okay." Xu Zhijian could only agree.

When the group of people exited the gate of the outer courtyard of Vajra Temple, there was already a long queue of pilgrims outside, extending as far as Suzaku Avenue.

"Master, please pray for rain again." Fakong smiled and greeted them, and suddenly a pilgrim suddenly said after saluting.

Fa Kong was startled.

This sentence was the fuse, which instantly ignited the other pilgrims.

They immediately nodded and agreed.

"Yes, master, please pray for rain again!"

"Yes, Master, let it rain again."

"If it doesn't rain, I'll be miserable."

…

Everyone was talking and begging him to make it rain again.

Fakong looked at everyone and shook his head: "Dear donors, it's not that the poor monk doesn't want to use it, it's because he is unable to use it... he doesn't have enough aspiration to use it, so he can't use it."

Someone asked: "Master, how can I make my willpower stronger?"

Fakong shook his head and said: "The so-called wish power is the wish of all living beings. Only the donors are far from meeting the wish power requirements for casting the cloud-making rain spell."
To be continued...