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

An ancient tree of unknown age grows in the courtyard, its branches and leaves spreading out a large area of ​​shade.

Through the door, an old monk with a peculiar face sat cross-legged under a tree.

One side of his face was rosy and glowing, like a newborn baby, while the other side was dry and shrunken, like an ancient tree.

Its aura was faint and elusive, seemingly blending into its surroundings.

To the side of the old monk stood a young monk.

The monk was dressed in an ordinary gray robe and was very young, looking no more than seventeen or eighteen years old.

Her face was delicate, her eyes were clear, and her temperament was serene and otherworldly, making people unable to help but take a second look.

When he saw Abbot Benyin and the others arrive outside the courtyard, he simply nodded slightly in acknowledgment without making a sound.

When Abbot Benyin saw Elder Kurong meditating here, he quickly signaled Emperor Baoding and Duan Zhengming to be quiet and wait outside the door.

Emperor Baoding Duan Zhengming and Prince Zhennan Duan Zhengchun were immediately drawn to the old monk under the tree, whose aura was profound and whose face was strange.

The two exchanged a glance, secretly thinking that this must be Master Benyan!

He is indeed a highly virtuous monk, with an extraordinary presence!

This precious image must be the manifestation of some profound Buddhist practice reaching its ultimate level!

This perfectly illustrates the saying, "You can't judge a book by its cover, and you can't measure the sea with a bucket!"

They automatically matched this uniquely charismatic old monk with the image of Master Benyan in their imagination.

As for the young novice monk beside the old monk, they assumed he was either a disciple serving Master Benyan or a personal servant.

Seeing that this young man only nodded slightly to Abbot Benyin and did not bow respectfully as is customary.

He couldn't help but feel that this boy was somewhat impolite and arrogant.

But thinking about it, it's normal. It's understandable that someone like Master Benyan would have servants with peculiar temperaments.

About half an hour later, the mysterious aura emanating from the old monk under the tree slowly dissipated.

He opened his eyes, and a wisp of black and white light flashed briefly in the depths of his eyes.

Suddenly noticing the three people standing outside the courtyard, he frowned immediately. "Benyin, what are you doing standing outside the courtyard with outsiders?"

"Have you already finished your homework for today?!"

His tone clearly conveyed displeasure.

Upon hearing this, Emperor Baoding and Prince Zhennan, who were outside the courtyard, were startled.

This 'Master Benyan'... seems to have quite a temper?

Moreover, it sounds like he was being incredibly rude to his senior brother, Abbot Benyin.

His words showed absolutely no respect, and he even addressed Abbot Benyin by his Dharma name, which was far too presumptuous!

Then, recalling the little novice monk's slight nod when he saw Abbot Benyin, I realized that...

The two men's impression of this 'Master Benyan' was greatly diminished.

I felt that although this high monk was very capable, his temper and the atmosphere among his disciples were really... arrogant and domineering.

But what happened next left them both frozen in place, their minds blank.

But Abbot Benyin was not angry at all. Instead, he bowed and put his hands together, saying, "Uncle Kurong is right. This disciple knows his mistake."

"However... His Majesty and the Prince of Zhennan have come today with important matters they wish to discuss with my junior brother, so I brought them here. I hope my uncle will forgive me!"

what? !

Uncle-Master Ku Rong?!

Is this old monk Elder Kurong?!

Where is Master Benyan?!

"Amitabha."

Just then, the 'young novice' stepped forward, put his hands together, and chanted a Buddhist mantra.

"Brother Benyin, may I ask what business His Majesty and the Prince have with this humble monk?"

hiss!

Emperor Baoding, Duan Zhengming, and Prince Zhennan, Duan Zhengchun, gasped in shock, their scalps tingling.

This...this is even more absurd than telling them that the sun rises in the west today!

The two stared wide-eyed at Chen Mo's excessively youthful face, completely overturning their decades-long understanding of the strong.

"You...you are really Master Benyan?"

Emperor Duan Zhengming of Baoding still spoke up to confirm, but his voice was somewhat unsteady.

“This humble monk is indeed Benyan.”

Chen Mo smiled slightly, "May I ask what brings Your Majesty here?"

To be honest, he felt a little strange. He shouldn't have had any dealings with Emperor Baoding and his group, so why did they find him?

Prince Zhennan, Duan Zhengchun, couldn't help but interject, "Master Benyan, in Tibet... did you really defeat the entire Dalun Temple all by yourself?"

"Subdue them?!"

Chen Mo shook his head, "Your Highness is too kind. This humble monk merely exchanged a few moves with the Great Wheel King."

“We are all monks, we believe in vegetarianism and chanting Buddhist scriptures, and we always try to persuade people with reason. How can you say that we subdue them with force?”

Upon hearing this, Abbot Benyin couldn't help but roll his eyes.

Damn it, you're about to demolish someone else's Great Wheel Temple, and you still have the nerve to talk about reasoning with people?

"Cough cough."

Prince Zhennan, Duan Zhengchun, coughed lightly and took out a letter from the Tibetan state from his sleeve. "Master, you are too modest."

"Today, the Tibetan king sent an envoy to visit you. In his letter, he praised you highly, and the respect in his words was unprecedented."

He paused, then continued, "We have come today to ask you, Master, what exactly did you do in Tibet that made the Tibetan king so respectful?"

Chen Mo shook his head. "I only met the Tibetan king on my first day of arrival."

"As for why the Tibetan king is like this, this humble monk has no way of knowing!"

"Ugh!"

Master Kurong, who had been resting with his eyes closed, suddenly opened them and looked at Emperor Baoding, saying, "You are the worst emperor I have ever seen."

"And you."

As he spoke, he pointed at Prince Zhennan, Duan Zhengchun, with a look of disappointment and frustration.

"Outside the city, don't even mention that you're the Prince of Zhennan of Dali. You have absolutely no military discipline. It's a disgrace!"

Seeing that the two of them still looked bewildered, Master Kurong spoke with a hint of impatience.

"Think about it, the Tibetan king's behavior clearly shows that he is wary of my strength!"

"Can't you see what it means that a person's strength can make even a king wary?"

After saying that, he ignored Emperor Baoding and the others and closed his eyes again.

Chapter 31 Grandmaster? Departure!

Master Kurong's words resounded like thunder in the hearts of Emperor Duan Zhengming of Baoding and Prince Duan Zhengchun of Zhennan.

The answer is obvious!

Grandmaster!

Only those with strength at the Grandmaster level or above could inspire such fear in a ruler of a nation.

Thinking of this, they felt a surge of excitement in their hearts, almost unable to contain themselves.

What kind of existence is a Grandmaster?

That was a legendary figure who could influence the fate of a nation single-handedly.

And now, such an unparalleled expert has emerged from Dali!

No wonder the Tibetan king's attitude took a complete 180-degree turn!

The two immediately composed themselves and bowed respectfully to Master Kurong, saying, "Thank you for your understanding, Elder Kurong."

As for Master Kurong's reprimand, the two of them didn't take it to heart at all.

It was truly inappropriate; they should have thought of this answer long ago, yet they needed someone else to point it out.

"Cough cough—!"

Chen Mo shook his head. "Amitabha, monks do not lie."

"This humble monk... is not yet a grandmaster."

"Not a Grandmaster?"

Emperor Duan Zhengming and the others were all taken aback, their faces showing surprise. "Then what is the master now...?"

"Peak of the Innate Realm!"

Chen Mo said calmly.

"hiss--!"

Everyone gasped in astonishment; they were only one step away from the legendary Grandmaster realm.

Moreover, Chen Mo is still so young, he will definitely be able to break through to the Grandmaster level in this lifetime!

At this moment, Emperor Duan Zhengming of Baoding and Prince Duan Zhengchun of Zhennan felt reassured.

They now have a completely new confidence and are ready to compete in dealing with Tibetan envoys, and even in future diplomatic strategies with Tibet and other powers.

"Thank you for your frankness, Master Benyan."

Emperor Baoding and Duan Zhengming bowed again, saying, "Master is in meditation, so we will not disturb you any longer."

"Amitabha."