At this moment, the sky had darkened. The Tianlong Temple, which was majestic and solemn during the day, had fallen into silence. Zhou Yi and Guo Nuan, who were wearing night clothes, had to crouch down and hide their figures and quietly move quickly in the temple.
Both of them possessed peerless light skills, and with the full map of Tianlong Temple in Guo Nuan's hand, the two of them seemed to be flying in the night, extremely agile and free and easy.
A moment later, Zhou Yi and Guo Nuan arrived in front of a Buddhist temple. Several old trees of various shapes and sizes were planted around the temple. The temple was illuminated by the faint yellow light of oil lamps and the faint scent of incense was in the air. Everything looked so ancient and far away from the world.
"Donor, please stay."
Zhou Yi approached slowly, and suddenly a Buddhist chant was heard in the house. Zhou Yi and Guo Nuan were shocked. The chant was very kind and humble, polite, but every word was like a pearl, and the voice was like a bell. It was obvious that the person who chanted it had an amazing inner strength!
"This is where I meditate and practice. I wonder what you are doing here so late at night."
Zhou Yi's eyes rolled and he came up with a solution. He quickly clasped his hands together respectfully and replied, "Master, please don't blame me. My friend and I went to Dali to travel on a whim, but we got lost and found the temple here. I didn't mean to disturb you. I think it's the Buddha's mercy that led us here!"
"Amitabha! If that is the case, please come into the Buddhist hall and have a chat!"
Zhou Yi and Guo Nuan looked at each other, and finally walked slowly into the Zen hall. When they entered the Zen hall, they saw that the room was simple and clean. Apart from daily necessities, a Buddha statue, two incense sticks, and a cushion, there was nothing else. It was extremely simple.
At this moment, there was a gray-haired old monk sitting upright on the cushion. When Zhou Yi approached and took a look, he was immediately shocked. He saw that half of the old monk's body seemed to have no muscles at all, and under the skin, there were only bones; the other half of the body seemed to be like a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, with a handsome face and extraordinary beauty.
Guo Nuan, who was standing by, saw this and immediately bowed and said respectfully, "Junior greets Master Ku Rong!"
It turns out that this Zen Master Kurong is a relative of the Dali royal family, with great martial arts skills. He became a monk when he was young and became a monk in the Dali National Temple Tianlong Temple. He is highly respected and has the Six Meridians Divine Sword Manual. He has been meditating in the Shuangshu Courtyard of Tianlong Temple for decades, and has reached the mysterious realm of half-dry and half-green, even his appearance has changed.
An old voice sounded from the opposite side. Under the dim light of the oil lamp, Master Ku Rong, who was wearing a cassock and had a white beard, stood up from his cushion in an old and frail manner. His eyes contained the endless peace and calmness of a person who worships Buddha. He said, "My name is Ku Rong. I have seen that the two donors have extraordinary appearances and demeanors. They are both outstanding people."
Master Kurong walked over slowly, looked into Zhou Yi's eyes with a calm and kind smile on his face.
"Master, thank you for your praise."
Zhou Yi clasped his hands together and answered very piously.
"Since you are such a magnanimous person, why did you deceive me? You two donors possess the profound inner strength of the Nine Yin Scriptures and the Nine Skies Scriptures, so how could you get lost in Dali for no reason? What's even more strange is that you appeared in my Tianlong Temple so late at night. I wonder where you two donors are coming from?" Master Kuruo's expression was as calm as ever, but his consecutive questions brought a slight sense of oppression to Kai Xin.
"this... ... "
Zhou Yi and Guo Nuan were suddenly speechless. This old monk had practiced Zen for decades and had seen all the world's affairs. How could he be fooled by Zhou Yi's little tricks
After a while, Guo Nuan gritted his teeth, straightened his chest and raised his head and said, "One of your disciples under the Duan family seems to be related to the assassin who injured my friend. I came here specially to find out the truth!"
Hearing this, Zhou Yi couldn't help but nodded, looking at Master Kurong, and said firmly: "I know that Master Kurong's martial arts are far superior to ours, but since we are here for our friends, we will never look back!"
"Amitabha, monks are compassionate, why would I deliberately embarrass you two?" Master Kurong put his hands together and said with a smile: "It's just that this male donor, although he has the "Nine Heavens Sutra", I'm afraid he has not exhausted the wonders!"
"Oh?" Zhou Yi was a little confused when he heard what Ku Rong said, and he quickly asked, "Although I have been taught the rare skill of 'Nine Heavens Sutra' by Master Zhang, I still rely on my own exploration to practice. If there is anything wrong with my practice, please give me some advice, Master!"
"I don't deserve it. Originally, this 'Nine Heavens Scripture' is the unique skill of Zhang Zhenren of Wudang. With my little Taoist skills, how dare I act rashly? However, I have practiced the Zen of this temple for many years, and I have quite a bit of experience in the practice of internal skills, so I dare to speak nonsense here!"
"Master, please speak!"
Master Kurong had a kind smile on his face, squinted his eyes and looked at Zhou Yi, and said thoughtfully: "I wonder how long this donor has been practicing the Nine Heavens Sutra. What are the characteristics of the Nine Heavens Sutra?"
"Features?" Zhou Yi thought about it, but couldn't figure it out. He stammered, "Spiritual perception bonus? Fast recovery... healing... speed? And..."
"Haha!" Master Kurong laughed twice and said loudly, "Isn't this the characteristic of the inner strength of the world's mysterious sects? The Nine Yang Divine Art is extremely strong and masculine, the Sunflower Manual is indestructible only by speed, and even this humble Kurong Zen Art of our temple has the characteristic of turning withering into flourishing. How can the Nine Heavens True Scripture not have it?"
Zhou Yi nodded, not quite understanding, and asked, "Then Master, what are the characteristics of the Nine Heavens Scripture?"
"Everything depends on fate. That's all I can say!" Master Kurong restrained his kindness and smile at this moment, and said solemnly: "No matter what your reasons are, it is rude to trespass into my Tianlong Temple. I hope you will leave as soon as possible. I won't see you off!"
On the other side, Su Haoran, Ming Suxin and Ye Mo all changed into night clothes, used their superb lightness skills, and moved quickly in the Tianlong Temple.
"Oh my god, this bird egg Tianlong Temple is so big? I'm so tired?" After walking in the Tianlong Temple for a long time, Ye Mo became a little annoyed and started complaining.
Ming Suxin turned around and glared at Ye Mo, and said in a serious tone: "This Tianlong Temple is a holy place in Dali, known as the "Buddhist Capital". Naturally, it is magnificent and extraordinary. Stop talking nonsense and find someone quickly! Learn from Su Haoran!"
After being scolded by Ming Suxin, Ye Mo lowered his head, turned his head to glance at Su Haoran beside him, and curled his lips in disdain.
Su Haoran raised his lips slightly, looked ahead, and said softly: "The gate of our Huashan Mountain is bigger than this Tianlong Temple!"
When Ye Mo heard this, he was immediately furious. He learned how to use the Crescent Moon Scimitar from Ding Peng in Ye Yu. He was a typical lone ranger player in the Jianghu. He had never been a sect or a school. One person could feed the whole family. But when comparing the size of the mountain gate with Su Haoran, who had served as the chief of the Tianshan Sect, the largest sect in the northwest, and the chief of the Huashan Sect, the leader of the Five Mountains Sword Sects, Ye Mo was about to get angry, but he found that Su Haoran had already turned into a black shadow and slipped away. (To be continued)