Tianlong Temple is outside Dali City, north of Zhongyue Peak in Diancang Mountain.

Carrying Cangshan Mountain on its back and facing the Er River, it is extremely advantageous.

The temple has three pagodas, which were built in the early Tang Dynasty and are the first of the Five Treasures.

At this time, Tianlong Temple was quiet, except for the gentle breeze blowing through the wind chimes under the eaves, making a faint sound.

Muni Hall.

"Amitabha……"

A long Buddha trumpet sounded, and the white air on Master Kurong's head, who was sitting facing the wall, was suppressed, and he slowly opened his eyes.

He put his hands together and titheed: "Old man Kurong, I have met Donor Duan."

Duan Yu returned the courtesy and said with a smile: "I have admired you for a long time, Master Ku Rong."

In terms of seniority, Master Ku Rong is two generations higher than Duan Yu.

However, the monks of Tianlong Temple do not adhere to the etiquette of monarchs and ministers, nor do they describe the behavior of family members. They meet each other with equal etiquette.

Master Kurong titheed and said slowly: "A powerful enemy is coming. The prince will be the heir of our country in the future. He is responsible for the misfortunes and blessings of the people in the country, so why bother to take risks personally."

He has a strange appearance, with one side old and one side young.

But the voice is gentle and full of vicissitudes of life, which makes people awe-inspiring.

Duan Yu smiled and said warmly: "As a descendant of the Duan family in Dali, I have endless connections with Tianlong Temple. If there are difficulties in the temple, you should try your best. Master, don't be polite."

The ancestors of the Duan family who were emperors in the past dynasties often avoided the throne and became monks, and they all became monks in this Tianlong Temple.

Therefore, Tianlong Temple is the family temple of the Dali royal family and is the most honored among the temples in Dali.

After every emperor became a monk, his descendants must go to the temple to worship on his birthday. Every time they worship, they must make offerings and decorate the temple.

But Master Kurong is different. He feels that after becoming a monk, he has nothing to do with the world.

A monk is a monk, and the royal family is still the royal family, and they cannot be confused.

Master Kurong is the uncle of Prince Yanqing.

Duan Yanqing was originally the next king of Dali, but due to palace changes, he almost died.

Twenty years ago, he came to Tianlong Temple as a last resort, hoping to seek justice from his uncle, Master Kurong.

But Master Kurong was meditating on Kurong Zen and rejected him.

Duan Yanqing left in despair. He happened to meet Dao Baifeng dressed as Guanyin outside Tianlong Temple, and Duan Yu fell in love with him.

"Junior, I heard from my uncle and dad that my ancestors of the Duan family have a martial arts called the 'Six Meridians Divine Sword', which is extremely powerful. I am not very talented, so I want to give it a try."

Duan Yu didn't beat around the bush and directly said what was on his mind.

Ku Rong pondered for a long time, then looked at Duan Yu for a long time, and said: "The prince's internal strength is limited, so I may not be able to practice the Six Meridians Divine Sword."

"You won't know until you try it." Duan Yu said calmly.

Ku Rong did not refuse and allowed him to enter the Zen room in the hall.

As soon as you look at it, you can see six figures hanging on the four walls, each of which is filled with crisscrossing straight lines, circles and arcs.

It is the sword manual of the Six Meridians Divine Sword!

In the Zen room, I heard the sound of sword energy chising.

The five masters of Tianlong Temple were each stretching out their fingers to make dots in the air, focusing on the sword energy diagram of the sword they were practicing.

Duan Yu had a vague feeling that the attainments of the five masters of the Duan clan on Yiyang Finger were not as good as those of his uncle Baoding Emperor.

You know, Baoding Emperor Duan Zhengming is the number one master among Dali laymen!

"The Six Meridians Divine Sword is the treasure of this temple. It is the supreme secret of Dali Duan's martial arts and cannot be revealed to the world."

"If the children of the Duan family want to study, they also need to be ordained."

Master Kurong waved to Duan Yu: "Come here, I will ordain you."

Become a monk?

Duan Yu waved his hand and said with a smile: "That's it, I'm just going to see it and not learn from it."

After hearing this, several masters came to take a look.

Also, the young man is too young and has never experienced imperial power and beauty. How can he become a monk willingly?

The masters have all experienced it, so they understand.

"Since the donor has no intention of worshiping the Buddha, let's let this matter go." Master Ku Rong shook his head secretly.

He looked at the five masters again and said seriously: "A powerful enemy will arrive within a few days. Tianlong Temple's century-old reputation is on the verge of collapse. Don't delay!"

All the monks said in unison: "Uncle Master's lesson is right!"

Everyone withdrew their gaze and continued to practice their sword energy.

Duan Yu shamelessly didn't go out. He sat down on the spot and looked at the six pictures intently.

The Six Meridians Divine Sword is based on the Duan family's Yang Finger. If you have enough internal strength, it is not difficult to practice.

Duan Yu learned the Yiyang Finger and had a deep understanding of the Duan family's mentality. After watching the six masters perform the Six Meridians Divine Sword, it seemed that it was not difficult.

"Isn't this Six Meridians Divine Sword tailor-made for me?"

Duan Yu muttered secretly.

He used spiritual power to activate it, and he seemed to be more comfortable practicing the Six Meridians Divine Sword.

"Ahem!"

Seeing Duan Yu making gestures with his hands, Master Kurong couldn't stand it anymore and couldn't help but said: "Donor Duan, do you call this a look?"

The abbot of Tianlong Temple on the side, Master Honin, also said: "If you want to learn, just get tonsured. Our food at Tianlong Temple is very good."

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When they said this, no matter how thick-skinned Duan Yu was, he still had to stand up and explain:

"Haha, I was too tired when I came here, so I took a rest here. Masters, please don't blame me. I'm going out right now."

Although he said this, his body was honest and motionless.

"Your Majesty." Master Kurong spoke, preparing to chase him away.

At this moment, a shout came from outside the house.

"King Dalun Ming of Dalun Temple in Daxue Mountain has arrived!"

For a moment, there was silence in the Zen room.

After a while, Master Kurong was heard saying: "I'm going to ask King Ming to move to Muni Hall."

"yes!"

Everyone started to go to the Muni Hall where they would pick up the guests.

Duan Yu followed behind, with strong interest, wanting to see the true face of King Jiumozhi.

After a while, there was a sound of footsteps outside the hall.

"King Ming please!"

"I'd like to ask the abbot to lead the way."

When Duan Yu heard this voice, he was very kind, humble, and polite. He was by no means a violent and domineering person.

Jiumo Zhizhi stepped into the hall.

Duan Yu saw a monk in yellow clothes, over forty years old, with huge earlobes, and a face like a crown jade, with gleaming light flowing faintly under his skin, and a majestic appearance.

"The junior Jiumozhi of the Tubo Kingdom meets the senior master!"

Jiumozhi bowed to Master Kurong as a courtesy and offered a four-line verse. Master Kurong was shocked when he heard this.

The Great Wheel Ming King of the Heart Dao was very knowledgeable and well-deserved, and as soon as he met him, he revealed the origin of his meditation practice.

Master Ku Rong said solemnly: "The Ming King is coming from afar, but I can't welcome him from afar, but the Ming King is compassionate."

"The reputation of Tianlong Temple is admired by the young monk Su. I am very happy to see the majestic treasure today!" Jiumozhi smiled, modestly and politely.

From meeting to sitting down, the two parties spent a long time being polite.

Duan Yu was amazed when he saw it.

Xiaozhi is so polite, he talks like a little monk and looks like a junior.

After the polite remarks, we finally got down to business.

Jiumozhi clasped his hands together and said: "The young monk had a close friend in his life, who was from Gusu in the Song Dynasty. In the past, the young monk met Mr. Murong by chance and discussed the martial arts of the world. Mr. Murong mentioned that your temple prepared the 'Six Meridians Divine Sword'

I highly recommend you, but I regret not seeing you again, which is the biggest regret in my life."

Jiumozhi let out a long sigh, and his expression changed sadly: "I recently heard that Mr. Murong passed away, and the young monk was deeply saddened. As retribution, I plan to ask your temple for the sutra and have it burned in front of Mr. Murong's tomb."

Duan Yu glanced at Jiumozhi lightly: "The Mr. Murong mentioned by the Imperial Master is Murong Bo, right?"

Jiumozhi raised his head and glanced at Duan Yu, smiled slightly and did not answer, obviously not taking him seriously.

Duan Yu cultivates as an immortal, and there is no deep fluctuation of internal energy in his body.

In this world, the strength of martial arts determines the status of the world.
Chapter completed!