Free Web NovelThere was no sun today, and the seats of the monks were not particularly conspicuous amidst the crowd.
Abbot Huai Kong sat on a meditation cushion, facing a monk with a full beard, thick eyebrows, and large eyes; his muscles were like coiling Dragons, and a subtle, precious light emanated from his body.
Beside the Great Master was a thin, small monk, who looked emaciated and short, with arms like dry sticks, but his joints were exceptionally thick.
"Fa Yuan, your little disciple is naturally a Dragon Elephant Body, with boundless strength, but..." Abbot Huai Kong praised, looking at the thin, small monk.
The Great Master opposite him was the abbot of Dragon Elephant Ancient Temple, Zen Master Fa Yuan.
Fa Yuan rubbed his bald head and laughed heartily, "He'll also be a good hand at slaying demons in the future. I can't beat you in this life, but my disciple might not lose to your disciple."
Dragon Elephant Ancient Temple and Hanging Temple differed in their philosophies.
Dragon Elephant Ancient Temple advocated punishing evil and promoting good, cutting down karma not people, and killing to protect life; thus, most of its monks were warrior monks. Hanging Temple, on the other hand, embraced compassion and focused on enlightenment.
At the time of handling the Southern ★ 𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ★ Border matter, the two temples had a disagreement.
Fa Yuan believed they should sweep through and eradicate the root of the problem, while Huaikong believed they should slowly influence them.
Finally, the two agreed that whoever first subdued a Seventh Realm demon sage using their own method would have the final say.
When Shang Qinqing appeared, Zen Master Fa Yuan hadn't even left the temple and suffered a crushing defeat... "Old matters, don't dwell on them," Huaikong said, shaking his head.
"I haven't finished yet. Cultivating strength also requires cultivating the Heart-Nature. If Guan Kong wishes to enter Hanging Temple to read scriptures, he is welcome at any time."
"Scriptures should be read, but not too many of them."
Fa Yuan furrowed his thick eyebrows, "Otherwise, he'll end up like your Monk Zang Ai... *cough*, who gave him that Dharma name? Such a good prospect, yet he only takes hits and doesn't fight back. What kind of talk is that? Why not let him learn some martial arts with me for a few days."
Huaikong shook his head; if the two continued, it would again become a dispute over Daoist traditions.
"That child indeed has deep Buddhist roots and a pure Heart-Nature; he's not cut out for martial arts. He is a born Buddha-Child."
"I'd like to see how much..." Fa Yuan turned his head to look at the arena and suddenly froze, "Hmm? Why is your Buddha-Child emitting bursts of Demonic Qi?"
On the arena.
"Has Murong Ge become more powerful?" Jiang Chulong looked at Murong Xiao; she had almost wanted to give up just now.
Previously, she couldn't break his Immovable Wisdom King Golden Body. Now, with horns growing on Murong Xiao's head and fine scales appearing on his face, he seemed even more formidable.
A commotion erupted all around.
Jiang Chulong turned her head and saw Li Dage waving in the crowd, seemingly saying something. Was he cheering her on?
So, Xiao Jiang Princess perked up again and decided to try once more.
She lightened her breathing and closed her eyes.
In the darkness, she could see her opponent's weaknesses even more clearly. The Zhan Long Sword Technique sought to overcome the strong with the weak.
Jiang Chulong suddenly leaped up, her sword tip trembling as she thrust straight upwards.
Poof—
"Eh?"
The sword tip pierced Murong Xiao's shoulder. Jiang Chulong opened her eyes in a daze, her almond eyes behind the cool sunglasses filled with confusion.
This was too easy.
Clatter... a drop of blood flowed down the sword blade.
Everyone clearly saw that Murong Xiao's Immovable Wisdom King Golden Body, which had always been unbreakable, had been breached.
But many people were equally bewildered, not understanding what had just happened.
"...I lost."
Murong Xiao was on the verge of tears, the wound on his shoulder still recovering, and at a very fast pace.
But the problem was, his Golden Body was affected by Demonic Qi and had temporarily failed. Originally, the two forces were balanced: Buddhist light maintained the Golden Body, and Demonic Qi repaired the wound. Now, the balance between them was broken.
"This little girl is quite formidable, isn't she?"
"Hiss... something's not right. How could Great Master Zang Ai's Immovable Wisdom King Body suddenly be broken?"
"He was emitting black smoke just now, wasn't he?"
Everything happened too quickly.
Everyone was still bewildered.
But beneath the imperial canopy, the princes and princesses, with varied expressions, all looked in unison at Jiang Yu, who had just stepped down from the stage.
Murong Xiao was a Half-demon, and moreover, his Bloodline was related to a flood Dragon.
But that wasn't the main point; the main point was Jiang Chulong's sword technique.
The Sword of Slaying the Dragon.
And Jiang Yu possessed the True Dragon Body... "Who taught her such a rebellious sword technique?" the Eighth Prince exclaimed, slamming the table.
Jiang Yu didn't turn back, merely stating calmly, "Who taught it isn't important. I will tell the world that this sword technique is meaningless and useless to learn."
Just as he spoke, the jiangshan sheji map was facing him.
His voice reached the Outer City and Inner City of Dijin, and for a moment, there was dead silence.
No one doubted the appropriateness of his words.
It only made people remember that Jiang Chulong's next opponent was him.
"Li Dage, you know my weakness, and I didn't do it on purpose..." Murong Xiao was injured, but his face was filled with guilt.
"Li Dage, I won!" Jiang Chulong also jumped off the stage, exclaiming happily.
"..." Li Mo opened his mouth, looking helplessly at her joyful little face, and after a moment of thought, said, "Chu Long, why don't you just jump off the stage later?"
"Why?" Jiang Chulong blinked, puzzled, "But Li Dage and Teacher both said that no matter what difficulties we encounter, we shouldn't be afraid, we should be spirited, and not lose face!" ƒreewebηoveℓ.com
"Then you are now..."
"Very... very spirited!" Little Jiang Princess pushed her askew sunglasses, appearing very spirited, but actually looking timid and flustered.
Li Mo's heart was complex as he stroked her head, wondering what to say... when he heard Jiang Chulong, with her head bowed, say, "Li Dage, I can't always be protected by you."
Li Mo suddenly remembered the sparkling, excited light in her eyes when she watched "Havoc in Heaven."
He watched her let go of his clothes, wave, and walk forward, about to stand opposite Jiang Yu.
"Wait!" Li Mo suddenly jumped onto the arena.
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"I believe in you, but I have something to say. I'll get down once I've said it."
Li Mo ignored the Sky Patrol Guard approaching from all sides and, with Qi sinking into his Dantian, declared:
"Double pupils are originally an invincible path, why borrow bones from others?"
His voice also traveled through the jiangshan sheji map to very distant places.
The Jianghu people and common nobles present all looked bewildered and confused upon hearing this.
But the few who knew the inside story all changed their expressions in unison.
After hearing this, Jiang Yu's body trembled slightly, and his Divine Intention, which had been so strong as to be suffocating, showed a slight tremor.
