Lu Yang decided to use his golden finger. "Fairy, help me take a look. What's the situation with those three people over there?"
He didn't dare scan the three menial monks with his divine sense, worried that someone might be backing them and that he would alert the enemy.
"This immortal will take a look, this immortal will take a look... I see."
"What's the situation?"
"One cultivator is hiding inside one person's jade pendant, another cultivator is hiding inside one person's compass, and a third cultivator is hiding inside one person's body. Is this a custom of the Western Paradise Temple? Does that mean we should do as the locals do?"
"...I think the Western Paradise Temple probably doesn't know it has this custom."
Lu Yang thought, Can't you people from the Western Paradise Temple keep an eye on the menial monastery? Every one of your menial monks is extraordinary.
The three menial monks from the southern, western, and northern monasteries all firmly believed they were the strongest, and they chose to fight one-on-one in perfect unison.
Xin Ding's cultivation was the lowest, so none of the three took him seriously. Even if he had Buddhist prayer beads, so what? How much power could he bring out? How could it compare with their trump cards?
"Carefree Steps!"
"Bodhi Suppression-Sealing Fist!"
"Formless Divine Art!"
Each of the three had encountered his own fortuitous opportunity, and the fist techniques they used weren't the Bodhi Fist either. Each had its own strengths, and it was difficult to determine a winner as they fought.
The Bodhi Suppression-Sealing Fist and Formless Divine Art were fierce and powerful, while Carefree Steps was a movement technique that could evade most attacks.
Xin Ding's opponent was Xin Chen of the southern menial monastery. Facing the Bodhi Suppression-Sealing