Duan Zhengming, King of Zhennan, wanted to check Duan Yu's injury by taking his pulse. He put his fingers on Duan Yu's wrist and felt that Duan Yu's pulse was beating hard and fast. How could his heart be supported by such a beating? There was a slight pulse on his finger.
He exerted all his strength to check if there were any more strange phenomena in his meridians. Suddenly, his internal energy surged out and disappeared without a trace. Duan Zhengming was shocked and hurriedly let go. He didn't know that Duan Yu had already practiced "Beijing"
In the Ming Shen Gong's Hand Taiyin Lung Meridian, as soon as he mobilized his internal energy, he poured the internal energy into Duan Yu's body.
Duan Yu shouted: "Ah!" His whole body was shaking violently, the trembling was unstoppable, and the pain was even worse.
Duan Zhengming took two steps back and said: "Yu'er, have you met Ding Chunqiu from Xingxiuhai?" Duan Yu said: "Ding...Ding Chunqiu? My nephew doesn't know who he is." Duan Zhengming said: "I heard that
He is an immortal man, and the old man in the painting is like a fairy." Duan Yu said: "My nephew has never seen him before." Duan Zhengming said: "This man has an evil kung fu, and he is good at neutralizing other people's internal energy, which is called 'huahua'.
"Gong**" can make a person's lifelong martial arts training go to waste in one moment, and all the martial arts people in the world are deeply disgusted. Since you have never met him, how...how did you learn this evil skill?" Duan Yu said hurriedly: "Nephew.
I haven’t learned... I have learned Ding Chunqiu and Hua Gong**, this is the first time my nephew has heard his uncle talk about it just now."
Duan Zhengming knew Duan Yu very well and knew that he would not lie to him, but the internal force in Duan Yu's body was indeed like a magic weapon.
Duan Zhengming didn't know why, so he said to Duan Yu: "Yu'er, please be patient for a while, uncle will take you to find the seniors from Tianlong Temple!"
Duan Zhengchun quickly ordered everyone to prepare carriages. Zeng Yi had wanted to visit Tianlong Temple for a long time, so he quickly helped to follow him!
Tianlong Temple is located to the north of Zhongyue Peak outside Dali City. The official name of the temple is Chongsheng Temple, but the people in Dali are used to it and call it Tianlong Temple. This Tianlong Temple is a place that Duan Zhengming often visits, so he immediately went to see the abbot.
Master Benyin.
This is because the master is Duan Zhengming's uncle if ranked according to the layman's generation. Monks do not adhere to the etiquette of monarchs and ministers, nor do they follow family lines. The two meet with equal etiquette. Duan Zhengming explained Duan Yu's affairs one by one.
Abbot Benyin pondered for a moment, but he had no way to deal with Duan Yu's question, and said: "Please follow me to Muni Hall to meet the three masters." Duan Zhengming said: "It is a big sin to disturb all the great monks in their cultivation.
." Abbot Benyin said: "Duan Yu is the direct heir to the Duke of our Duan family in Dali, and he is a man of dignity. It is related to the rise and fall of our Duan family in Dali. It is difficult for me to decide alone. I should discuss it with my three brothers."
Zeng Yi shrank at the end, silently following the others.
Two young novice monks led the way, and everyone followed them to the Muni Hall. In front of the Muni Hall, Abbot Benyin said: "Amitabha, Benyin has a difficult problem that disturbs the homework of the three brothers." There was no one in the room.
Said: "Abbott, please come in!"
Zeng Yi and several others carried Duan Yu and followed everyone into the Muni Hall. In the Muni Hall, the three great monks were sitting on three futons. After listening to Duan Zhengming's narration, there was silence for a moment, and then a great monk said: "What is the plan now?"
, we can only help Duan Yu with the power of Yang Finger and the few of us to resolve the internal force in his body!"
Duan Zhengming clasped his hands together and said, "Excuse me, the masters!" After that, he also joined the four others.
The five people sat in five directions, with Duan Yu sitting in the middle. The five people raised their hands at the same time and issued a yang finger. The attainments on the yang finger of the five masters of the Duan family were all among those of Bo Chu, but they heard a chi chi sound.
Five strands of pure Yang's internal energy penetrated into Duan Yu's body at the same time. Duan Yu's whole body was shaken, and he felt warm and indescribably comfortable. The pain was relieved a lot in an instant, and he unconsciously began to perform the Beiming Divine Art.
At this moment, everyone suddenly heard a loud "woo hoo" sound, and their ears were buzzing. They knew that this was an extremely advanced skill in Buddhism, called "Lion's Roar", and they heard a loud shout. Accumulating deep internal strength is very effective in frightening the enemy, police and friends. Just listen to the monk sitting facing the wall saying: "A powerful enemy will arrive in a few days. The century-old reputation of Tianlong Temple is on the verge of collapse. Whether this yellow-mouthed man is poisoned or possessed by evil spirits, this Is it worth sacrificing your skills for him?" These words are full of majesty.
Abbot Benyin said: "Uncle Master's lesson is right!" With a wave of his left hand, the five people stepped back at the same time.
Duan Zhengming heard that Abbot Benyin called the man uncle, and said hurriedly: "I didn't know that Elder Kurong was here. This junior did not pay respect, so he has many sins."
Zeng Yi secretly observed Ku Rong and knew in his heart that this great monk was definitely a super master.
Elder Kurong said: "Things have to be prioritized. The appointment between King Maha Lun Ming, the master of Tubo, and Jiumozhi has arrived in a blink of an eye. Zhengming, please come and read the details." He took out a post and handed it to Duan Zhengming.
When Zeng Yi heard this, he was shocked, Jiumozhi was here!
Duan Zhengming took a look and saw that it was written: "A letter to the resident attendant of Chongsheng Temple." He opened the post and wrote: "Back then, I met Mr. Murong Bo of Gusu, made friends, and talked about martial arts in the world. Mr. Murong was kind to you. The temple highly admires the "Six Meridians Divine Sword", and deeply regrets that it has not been able to pay homage to it. I recently heard that Mr. Murong passed away, and I am deeply saddened. In order to repay this, I plan to ask your temple for the scripture and have it burned in front of Mr. Murong's tomb. Take it, don't take it for granted. A poor monk should repay you with a valuable gift, and don't dare to take it empty-handed."
After Duan Zhengming read it, he said angrily: "This is really unreasonable!"
Abbot Benyin said slowly: "The 'Six Meridians Divine Sword Sutra' is the treasure of this temple and the supreme method of martial arts of the Duan family in Dali. But in the past hundred years, no one in the Duan family has learned it! Now a powerful enemy is attacking, We can only practice one branch each to achieve quick success. However, this Six-Medium Divine Sword requires one Yang Finger and the fourth rank to be understood. Only the five of us in Tianlong Temple can learn it, alas!"
When Duan Zhengming heard that his yang finger had reached the fourth level, he said: "Master Abbot, Zhengming is not talented, his yang finger has also reached the fourth level. A strong enemy is coming. Zhengming is willing to get tonsured and do his best." !”
Kurong said: "That's fine! This is all we can do now, lest people laugh at the fact that we have no one in Tianlong Temple!" Then Duan Zhengming became bald.
Then Zeng Yi couldn't see it anymore. This was his supreme skill. How could others watch it? Even Duan Zhengchun was not qualified, let alone an outsider like him. Apart from the six people who practiced Kung Fu, Duan Yu was the only one left who was meditating. !
In the Muni Hall, six pictures were hung in six directions, and each of the six people meditated on one picture. At this moment, Duan Yu slowly woke up. The internal force in his body had been completely absorbed by him, and everyone was anxious to practice. No one paid attention to him, Duan Yu had nothing to do, so he looked at these six pictures.
After waiting for a long time, the door opened. Duan Yu followed the six people out of the Muni Hall. Looking at Duan Yu with a red face, Zeng Yi was extremely envious. He was sure that Duan Yu must have memorized all the six-meridian divine swords! ( To be continued.)