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

During this time, even his cultivation of the "One Finger Divine Skill" reached the legendary first-grade level, with profound understanding.

Meanwhile, by chance, Master Kurong talked to him about the current state of the imperial court and the martial arts world.

You won't know until you talk to them, and what you find is astonishing.

This is not the Tianlong world that Chen Mo knew at all.

Instead, it's like blending numerous martial arts worlds into a comprehensive martial arts world.

Several great dynasties stood in succession.

The Great Qin of the West, carrying the momentum of its conquest of the six kingdoms, with its iron cavalry poised to strike at the Central Plains.

In the Ming Dynasty of the East, several generations of emperors worked diligently to govern the country, and its national strength reached an unprecedented peak.

The Southern Song Dynasty was a flourishing center of literature and culture. Although its national strength was weak, it had many chivalrous people in the martial arts world and maintained the most harmonious relationship with the imperial court.

The Mongol Empire dominated the grasslands, like an eagle surveying the Central Plains with covetous eyes.

Furthermore, numerous smaller kingdoms such as Dali and Tubo coexisted, making their strength not to be underestimated.

The martial arts world is in utter chaos, with powerful figures emerging in great numbers!

The powerful and ambitious leader of the World Alliance wants to conquer the martial arts world in one fell swoop.

The two palace masters of Yihua Palace, Yaoyue and Lianxing, are exceptionally powerful and renowned throughout the martial arts world.

Ding Peng, the Demon Blade of Yuanyue Manor, rose from demonic to divine power and is hailed as the number one blade in the world.

The Master Zhang on Mount Wudang has long been revered as a living immortal on land.

The art of swordsmanship is even more brilliant, with Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng being legendary sword prodigies.

Dugu Qiubai, the Sword Demon of the Great Song Dynasty, roamed the martial world seeking only one defeat.

Meanwhile, the whereabouts of Gai Nie, the Sword Saint of Qin, are also occasionally revealed...

In short, countless characters who only existed in books and movies in their previous lives appear here.

When Chen Mo learned about the background of this world, he was first stunned, then his eyes flashed with excitement.

That means he has countless unparalleled martial arts techniques to collect.

"System, open your personal attributes panel."

Swish!

A deep blue light screen, visible only to Chen Mo, unfolded before his eyes:

[Host: Chen Mo]

[Realm Level: Innate (Late Stage)]

Martial Arts: One-Finger Divine Skill (First Grade), Withering and Flourishing Zen Skill (Neither Withering nor Flourishing), Five Luo Light Smoke Palm (Basic Knowledge)

Martial Arts Points: 17640

[Physical Constitution: All Meridians Open]

[Talent: Unparalleled Comprehension]

Is it late stage of congenital innate disease?!

With his current strength, establishing his own sect and becoming a powerful figure in the region is already a given.

It's time to get out and about.

It can only be said that Tenryu-ji Temple is still too small, and it doesn't have enough unique martial arts techniques.

Aside from unique skills like "One Finger Zen", "Withering and Flourishing Zen Skill", and "Six Meridian Divine Sword", there are no other martial arts techniques worth mentioning here.

"Chen Mo."

Just then, a shout came from outside the courtyard gate.

Hearing this voice, Chen Mo's lips curled up slightly. Besides his good friend Bai Yu, who else could call him that?

That kid was quite talented, and he was accepted as a personal disciple by the head of the academy, which immediately elevated his status.

"Bai Yu, what brings you here today?"

Chen Mo asked.

"It's not me looking for you, it's my master looking for you at the Muni Hall."

Bai Yu said seriously, "Judging from my master's expression, he seems quite solemn."

"It seems that even the abbot and several other heads of the academy are here."

He leaned closer to Chen Mo and whispered, "Could it be... that we were caught sneaking out for roast chicken last time?"

"Go! Go! Go."

Chen Mo waved his hand, "How could that be? Don't make wild guesses!"

"Several of my senior brothers came looking for me, and from the Muni Hall no less, something must have happened."

"I'll go take a look first."

At this moment, let's move forward a little bit.

Tenryu-ji Temple, Muni-do Hall.

Master Kurong, Abbot Benyin, and several other abbots were present.

Abbot Benyin, with a solemn expression, handed a gleaming golden envelope to Master Kurong.

"Uncle-Master, take a look at this first."

Master Kurong took the envelope and felt its weight.

The envelope was made of an extremely thin sheet of gold, with words inlaid in platinum.

The letter was written in Sanskrit, which posed no difficulty for him to read.

He was already proficient in Sanskrit in his early years, and many of the translations in the library were written by him.

Unfolding the envelope, the letter reads roughly, "Years ago, I met with Mr. Murong Bo of Gusu, became friends, and discussed the martial arts of our time."

"Mr. Murong highly praised the Six Meridian Divine Sword, the unique martial art of the Dali Duan family, and deeply regretted not being able to see it."

"Upon hearing of the passing of Mr. Murong, I am deeply saddened. To express my gratitude to my friend, I intend to request this sutra from your esteemed temple and burn it at Mr. Murong's tomb."

"Come back in three months to collect it; please do not refuse."

“This humble monk will certainly repay you with a valuable gift; I would not dare to take it empty-handed.”

The letter was signed at the end by Kumārajīva, a Buddhist disciple of the Dalun Temple on the Great Snow Mountain, who bowed ten times.

Kumārajīva?!

Master Kurong was somewhat surprised.

Although he had been in seclusion at Tianlong Temple practicing the "Withering and Flourishing Zen Skill," he was still very clear about the affairs of the martial arts world.

This Kumārajīva was the Tibetan national preceptor and abbot of the Mahāyāna monastery, known as the Mahāyāna Vidyāna King. He belonged to the Nyingma school of Esoteric Buddhism and was proficient in both Buddhist teachings and martial arts.

With his mastery of the Flaming Blade technique, he swept through the Black Sect in Tibet, becoming a formidable force in the western frontier.

Both his skill and his knowledge have reached an extremely high level.

After reading it, he silently handed the letter back to Abbot Benyin.

Abbot Benyin understood and then passed the letter on to his three fellow disciples, Benguan, Benxiang, and Bencan, who were present.

Not long after.

"absurd!"

Filled with righteous indignation, the monk shouted angrily, "This Kumārajīva is simply... simply not human!"

"They actually want to burn my Tianlong Temple's most treasured martial art, the Six Meridian Divine Sword, to the dead! Isn't this a sign that Tianlong Temple has no one to rely on?!"

"Junior brother, calm down!"

Abbot Benyin said softly, then turned to Master Kurong, “Uncle-Master, that Kumārajīva is highly skilled in martial arts and is also the National Preceptor of Tibet.”

"If we refuse outright, I'm afraid..."

He didn't say what he was going to say next, but everyone present understood that it would probably bring about the destruction of Tenryu Temple.

Master Kurong clasped his hands together, chanted the Buddha's name Amitabha, and his eyes gleamed with a sharp light.

As the overlord of Dali, how could he tolerate being bullied like this?

He spoke slowly, "This sword manual is the most precious and unique skill of my Tianlong Temple. How can we allow outsiders to covet it?"

"If he wants to come, let him come."

"It's a good opportunity to let this Tibetan national teacher see for himself that Tianlong Temple is not someone to be trifled with."

"We still have three months; we might be able to decipher the Six Meridians Divine Sword!"

Master Kurong paused for a moment, then continued, "By the way, my nephew, please find a disciple to inform Benyan to come over as well..."

He thought of his personal disciple Chen Mo, who, with his martial arts talent, might bring him some surprises.

"Yes, Uncle-Master!"

Upon hearing this, Abbot Benyin and the others responded in unison.

Chapter 8 Six Meridian Divine Sword

Not long after.

Chen Mo walked through several halls and soon arrived at the important place in the temple—the Muni Hall.

The hall doors were tightly shut, and two monks of the Liao generation stood solemnly before the entrance, their expressions deep and focused.

“Uncle-Master Benyan.”

Upon seeing Chen Mo, the two simultaneously clasped their hands together in a gesture of respect, and then pushed open the heavy hall door for him.

Chen Mo nodded, returned the greeting with his palms together, and stepped into the hall alone.

The interior was dimly lit, and the atmosphere was somewhat solemn.