Martial arts of the heavens, I am unstoppable since I was born

Chapter 142 Tianlong Temple, withered and flourishing

Dali, Tianlong Temple.

"how so……"

Duan Zhengming brought Duan Yu to Tianlong Temple, and saw many young monks tremblingly cleaning up the bloodstains. However, the bloodstains had already sunk into the cracks between the blue bricks, and a simple sweep could not clean them up.

"call--"

Duan Yu clearly heard his uncle's breathing become heavy, and then he felt a gust of wind passing by, and saw his uncle's figure appear in front of a young monk.

"What happened?"

Duan Zhengming's expression was no longer under control. He hurried forward, grabbed a young monk, and asked, "Who is causing trouble here?"

"Yes, it's Duan Yanqing!" the little monk said tremblingly.

"Duan Yanqing..."

Duan Yu raised his eyelids when he heard this, and a hint of doubt appeared in his dim eyes. He had never heard of this person, but his surname was Duan. Could he be a member of the Duan family?

Duan Zhengming's body was trembling with a chilling chill, and his fists were clenched so tightly that they made a creaking sound. "Duan! Yan! Qing!"

"I swear to kill you!"

"A temple is a quiet place; do not discuss the taboo of killing."

The voice of Zen Master Kurong rang out from behind the temple door, accompanied by his withered figure. His old face was dotted with fatigue, and his energy and spirit had declined much more than before.

"Zhengming was mistaken," Duan Zhengming said. The anger and murderous intent on his face melted away like rain and snow. He quickly stepped forward and supported Zen Master Kurong with one hand. "Master, what exactly is going on? I've seen Duan Yanqing before. He's certainly powerful, but he's far from the type to commit atrocities in Tianlong Temple."

"This boy has already entered the path of evil!"

Zen Master Kurong sighed, "He originally wanted to trick me out of the temple, but I had lost a lot of energy while treating the Prince of Zhennan, so I was regulating my breathing in the temple and ignored him."

"But his disciple was restless, cursing at the temple gate with his true qi mixed with strange sounds. I had led them out of the temple out of consideration for our past relationship, but he fell into his trap and poisoned them. He was murdered right here at the temple gate.

By the time I heard the screams, Ben Yin and his men were already dead. Although I attacked and killed Duan Yanqing's disciple, he had anticipated this and had been hiding under the Bodhi tree. When he heard me come out, he fled. I was exhausted and couldn't catch up with him.

Upon hearing this, all the monks were filled with sorrow and chanted in unison, "Amitabha."

"Ah! Duan Yanqing is so vicious?!" The anger in Duan Zhengming's eyes had not subsided, but he felt a little apprehensive in his heart. In terms of overall strength, he believed that he was not inferior to Duan Yanqing, but in terms of viciousness, he was afraid that he was not inferior to the other party at all.

If he is like this, what about Duan Yu, who is still inexperienced in the world?
Duan Yu trembled all over when he heard this, his lips turned pale with fear, and he looked at the dark red bloodstains in the blue bricks on the ground with evasive eyes. While he kept calling "Amitabha", he became more determined to practice martial arts.

only……

His father was injured? When did it happen?
Duan Yu hurriedly asked about this matter.

After learning that the green-robed stranger who captured him and his mother was Duan Yanqing, and that he and Zhong Wanchou had broken his father's arm before capturing them, even Duan Yu, who was cowardly and weak by nature, felt the urge to kill.

"How can there be such a villain in the world!" Duan Yu cursed angrily.

Zen Master Kurong sighed, "One thought can make you a Buddha, one thought can make you a demon. He suffered as much as you did in the past, but he only had demonic thoughts in his heart. You are still young, so don't be like him."

"……Yes."

Duan Yu was caught off guard by a lecture and was naturally resentful in his heart, but his good upbringing over the years prevented him from venting his anger, so he just admitted his mistake in disgrace.

Zen Master Kurong saw it all, but sighed inwardly. He shook his head, looked at Duan Zhengming and said, "If there is nothing else, you can take the prince back."

Duan Zhengming came with a request. Even though he knew that Tianlong Temple was busy, he was unwilling to leave. He immediately said, "Master, I brought Yu'er here to obtain the Six Meridians Divine Sword."

Back then, after Duan Siping, the ancestor of the Duan family, created the Six Meridians Divine Sword, he only left behind one copy of the inheritance. This was a secret technique that took the One Yang Finger to a higher level after it had been practiced to the point where there was no room for further improvement. It was originally treasured by the Duan family, but later, for some reason, it was brought to the Tianlong Temple by a king who had become a monk, and slowly became the foundation of the Tianlong Temple.

Zen Master Kurong frowned, stretched out his hand to pull Duan Zhengming's arm away, and took a final step to examine him. He shook his head and said, "The Six Meridians Divine Sword is unfathomable. Even if you were to practice it, you could only cultivate one or two of them, and the effect would be minimal."

"Zen Master, Zhengming knows that I am of limited talent, so I do not seek for myself. I only hope to teach the younger generation to practice, so that this tradition will not be lost in the dust."

"This is the future successor of my lineage. Master, please teach me your skills." Duan Zhengming pulled Duan Yu over and asked him to stand in front of Master Kuruo.

Zen Master Kurong's brows were furrowed, his lips as thin as a razor blade. He tried to speak several times, but was moved by Duan Zhengming's sincere gaze. He sighed and said, "Follow me."

Duan Zhengming and Duan Yu then entered Tianlong Temple.

The three of them came all the way to the place where Kurong was in seclusion. After they sat down, Zen Master Kurong said without hesitation:
"Before, there were so many people outside that I couldn't speak too bluntly. Now that there are only you and me here, I will speak freely."

He pointed at Duan Yu and said, "This kid is not a child this year, right?"

"I'm still two years away from becoming an adult." Duan Zhengming knew what he was going to say, but he still answered truthfully.

Zen Master Kurong sighed, "Ordinary children should cultivate their muscles and bones at the age of five, strengthen their energy at the age of six, and at the age of seven or eight, even if they don't seek to generate internal energy, they should still be strong and healthy. At the age of ten, even if they don't have internal energy, they should be familiar with their own martial arts. Only in this way can they become talented and gradually improve by the age of twelve or thirteen."

"He is already eighteen, weak and without any strength. It is too late to train him in martial arts now."

"You sought the Six Meridians Divine Sword for him, showing your deep love for him. But have you ever considered that even your current internal energy can only cultivate one technique, and the second technique is already difficult. He can't even master the One Yang Finger, so how can he possibly learn the Six Meridians Divine Sword?"

"When practicing martial arts, you must keep your feet on the ground and avoid aiming too high."

Zen Master Kuruo was not cherishing the unique skills - Duan Zhengming and Duan Yu were both members of the Duan family, so they were naturally qualified to learn the Six Meridians Divine Sword. However, these two people did have their shortcomings. If they were too eager for success, they might end up falling into the devil's way like Duan Yanqing.

Duan Yu's eyes flickered slightly. "Master, are you saying that as long as one has enough internal energy, one can practice the Six Meridians Divine Sword at will?"

"If you have abundant internal energy and can master the One Yang Finger, you can get twice the result with half the effort. If your internal energy is powerful, you can take a shortcut even if you don't know the One Yang Finger." Zen Master Kurong was not lying. He really didn't think highly of Duan Yu at this moment. Although he had talent, he had wasted his years. Even if he practiced martial arts now, he had wasted his time and it would be difficult for him to achieve great success.

Duan Yu took a deep breath and said, "Since that's the case, please teach me the Six Meridians Divine Sword. I have my own way of dealing with internal energy."

(End of this chapter)