Although Faxiang was puzzled about how Hao Shuai knew the identity of the man in black, he continued, "Afterward, Martial Uncle Puzhi knew he was going to die. But he had never fulfilled his lifelong wish, and he found it impossible to accept. Then, at that very moment, a wild idea suddenly came to him—a wildly impractical idea. He would pass Tian Yin Temple's supreme Great Brahma Prajna to a disciple, then have that young boy join Qingyun Sect and learn its cultivation techniques. That way, the two teachings—the Buddhist and Daoist arts, which had never been practiced together—could be cultivated by the same person. His lifelong wish would finally be fulfilled."
Tian Buyi gave a cold laugh. "Martial Brother Puzhi was certainly impressive—far-sighted, too. But why didn't he pass it on to the gifted Lin Jingyu? Why choose Zhang Xiaofan, who had such ordinary talent?"
Faxiang paused, then said, "Martial Uncle Puzhi thought Junior Brother Lin was too gifted. If he joined Qingyun Sect, his seniors would surely pay close attention to him, and they might easily see through him. So..."
The people of Qingyun Sect exchanged glances. Tian Buyi shook his head. "Impressive, impressive..."
Faxiang continued, "So Martial Uncle Puzhi secretly taught Junior Brother Zhang the Great Brahma Prajna, which had never been taught outside Tian Yin Temple in a thousand years. Afterward, he feared that if the Blood Devouring Pearl remained with him, the man in black might return and it would fall into wicked hands. So he gave the Blood Devouring Pearl to Junior Brother Zhang..."
"Liar!"
Zhang Xiaofan's shout suddenly cut Faxiang off. "He never gave me any Blood Devouring Pearl! He only taught me the Great Brahma Prajna."
"What? How could that be?" Faxiang was startled, then explained, "Martial Uncle Puzhi said so himself