Martial Arts Crossover: I am the strongest demonic monk of Tianlong Temple

"Master..."

"I...I don't like that kind of food!"

He struggled to back away, only to find that he couldn't move at all under that withered hand.

"Keep quiet."

The old monk finally spoke, his voice calm and even, yet carrying an undeniable air of authority.

His hands continued moving, but a look of surprise gradually appeared in his eyes.

"All meridians are open... It really is a body with all meridians open from birth!"

He released Chen Mo's hand, clasped his hands together, and said, "May Buddha have mercy..."

"I never imagined that in my lifetime I would encounter a body with all its meridians open, a phenomenon that is rare even in a century!"

These words caused an uproar in the audience!

The abbot and other senior members of the academy immediately surrounded him, their gazes towards Chen Mo becoming incredibly ardent.

Pinch left, pinch right.

I'm really curious!

Chapter 2 The Zen of Withering and Flourishing

"Would you... be willing to become my personal disciple?"

The old monk looked at Chen Mo with a kind expression and asked gently.

what? !

These words shocked both the abbot and the other heads of the academy.

Because their martial uncle was always devoted to martial arts and never had the idea of ​​taking on disciples.

I never expected that I would be so eager to take Chen Mo as my disciple today; it's simply unbelievable.

Seeing this, some of the younger disciples' eyes turned red, and their gazes toward Chen Mo were filled with envy and jealousy.

One step to the sky!

This is absolutely a chance to rise to the top!

Once you become the personal disciple of this important figure whom even the abbot must respectfully bow to, your status in Tianlong Temple, and even in the whole of Dali, will be completely different!

"What incredible luck this kid had..."

Why him?

Why can't it be me?

Many people even secretly hoped that Chen Mo had lost his mind and refused this important figure's request to take him as a disciple.

Below Baiyu Terrace, he was so anxious that he stamped his feet, wishing he could shout out a thousand "I'm willing" for Chen Mo.

Of course, Chen Mo wasn't a complete fool. Upon hearing the old monk's request to take on a disciple, he replied without hesitation, "Master, I am willing to become your disciple."

Upon hearing this, the old monk nodded in satisfaction, "Good, very good!"

"From this day forward, you are my first disciple, and I bestow upon you the Dharma name—Benyan!"

This is a derivative?!

These two words, like a thunderclap, resounded throughout the vast hall!

A disciple standing in the front row suddenly widened his eyes and muttered to himself, "I...I didn't hear wrong, did I?"

"This generation name?"

“I remember that the abbot and several other senior monks all have Dharma names that start with the character ‘本’ (běn).

His words instantly ignited the entire audience.

"Then...then this kid is on equal footing with the abbot, the senior monks, and the other academy leaders?!"

hiss!

The disciples gasped in shock; their scalps tingled with fear!

Among these people, the lucky ones might be accepted as disciples by a certain head of the academy, and when they see Chen Mo, they would respectfully call him "Uncle-Master Benyan".

Those who are less fortunate are only accepted into the tutelage of ordinary monks, and upon meeting them, they must perform a grand ceremony and address them as "Grandmaster Uncle"!

Bai Yu stood in the audience, mouth agape, staring at his friend on stage, his mind completely blank.

Even Abbot Benyin and several other head monks of the Ben generation had somewhat complicated expressions on their faces.

They exchanged a glance and both saw a hint of embarrassment in each other's eyes.

But this was his own uncle's decision, and no one could question it!

They quickly adjusted their mindset, which is a good thing.

My master's mantle has finally been passed on!

Abbot Benyin stepped forward first, and facing Chen Mo, who was still somewhat dazed, he put his hands together and said, "Amitabha!"

"Congratulations to Junior Brother Yan for becoming a disciple of Uncle Ku Rong. This is a great honor for our Tianlong Temple!"

The other academy leaders followed suit, saying, "Excellent! Congratulations, Junior Brother Benyan!"

Rumble—!

Fragments of memory flashed through Chen Mo's mind.

“Dali…Tianlong Temple…Uncle-Master Kurong…Abbot Benyin…Benguan…Benxian…”

"Huh? This?!"

He instantly realized that he was in the world of Tianlong from Jin Yong's novels!

No wonder I felt a strange sense of familiarity with these place names. I thought it was just a coincidence, but I never expected that I had actually traveled to this martial arts world.

That means the person in front of you is Master Kurong, the number one master of Tianlong Temple who cultivates the Kurong Zen Technique.

Chen Mo took a deep breath to suppress his excitement.

Following the Buddhist etiquette he remembered, he said, "Disciple Benyan greets Master!"

Then, he turned to Abbot Benyin and the others, put his palms together in return, and said, "Benyan greets Abbot Brother and fellow brothers."

Master Kurong observed Chen Mo's performance and smiled, "Now that you have entered my sect, you should diligently cultivate without ceasing. Follow me."

After saying that, he turned and walked towards the back hall, his wide monk's robes fluttering even without wind.

After bowing to everyone with his hands clasped together, Chen Mo steadily followed Master Kurong.

……

……

Tenryu-ji Temple, the meditation room of Master Kurei.

"Benyan, today I will teach you the internal energy cultivation method."

Master Kurong sat cross-legged on the futon, his aura seemingly blending into the entire meditation room.

"For ordinary disciples, it is necessary to start with the Duan Family Mind Method."

"But your talent is exceptional, and it would be a waste of your talent to continue studying the Duan Family Heart Method."

He paused slightly, a profound meaning appearing on his half-withered, half-glorious face. “I have a technique called the ‘Withered and Glory Zen Technique’.”

"Are you... willing to learn?"

The Zen of Withering and Flourishing?!

Chen Mo was overjoyed; it really was this peerless martial arts technique!

According to the original text, this exercise was created by Duan Siping, the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty.

This martial art is based on the story of Shakyamuni Buddha's passing away between the twin Sala trees, corresponding to the Buddhist concept of the four withering and four flourishing.

It is divided into four realms: Evergreen Realm, Half-withered and Half-prosperous Realm, Neither withered nor prosperous Realm, and Both withered and prosperous Realm.

Even the master of withering and flourishing spent decades just barely reaching the state of being half withered and half flourishing.

This technique is extremely difficult to master, but Chen Mo isn't worried at all, after all, he has a cheat code!

"Master, your disciple is willing to learn!"

"it is good!"

A hint of appreciation flashed in Master Kurong's eyes.

He also wanted to see if his prodigious disciple could cultivate the "Withering and Flourishing Zen Skill" to the highest level of "both withering and flourishing" as described in legend.

At that moment, he didn't say much, but explained the profound meaning, breathing methods, and visualization diagrams of "Ku Rong Chan Gong" one by one.

After recounting the nearly ten thousand words of internal energy cultivation techniques, Master Kurong let out a soft sigh.

As soon as he finished speaking, a system notification sounded in Chen Mo's mind.

【Ding! 】

[Congratulations, host, on acquiring the ultimate martial art – "The Zen of Withering and Flourishing"!]

[Reward: 5000 Martial Arts Points!]

[Initial prompt: Consuming martial arts points can upgrade the level of any martial arts technique, deduce incomplete techniques, and fuse multiple martial arts techniques.]

[Note: Martial arts points are obtained based on the quality of the martial arts collected. Third-rate: 100 points. Second-rate: 300 points. First-rate: 2000 points.]

Ultimate Skill: 5000-10000 points; Divine Skill: 10000 points or more.

After hearing the hint, Chen Mo was secretly surprised. He hadn't expected that the "Withering and Flourishing Zen Skill" was only at the level of an ultimate martial art.

"How much did you remember?"

At this moment, Master Kurong's voice interrupted Chen Mo's idea of ​​exploring martial arts points.

"I've memorized most of it, Master."

Chen Mo snapped out of his reverie and replied with a slight smile.