On the way to Tianlong Temple with Duan Zhengchun, Zhao Ji couldn't help but think a lot, worried about gains and losses. He once asked Duan Zhengchun what he would be told, but Duan Zhengchun just smiled and said nothing, and only understood after arriving at Tianlong Temple.

Tianlong Temple, also known as Chongsheng Temple, can be traced back to the Tang Dynasty. Since becoming the Dali Kingdom Temple, it has been renovated and repaired by the Dali royal family for more than a hundred years, and has become more magnificent and magnificent, and is even more beautiful than many Buddhist holy places in the Central Plains. The studded temples and pagodas, carved beams and flying eaves, are all so beautiful that they are dazzling. However, Zhao Ji’s mind is not about experiencing the scenery at all. The more he walks into the temple, the more distracting the mind becomes.

The young monk came to greet him. Although Duan Zhengchun was a prince, he did not dare to make a spell in the Tianlong Temple. He responded with great etiquette. Zhao Ji followed Duan Zhengchun, suppressed his surging mood and followed Duan Zhengchun all the way to the depths of the temple.

The monk did not lead Duan Zhengchun and Zhao Ji to the main hall in the temple, but walked all the way inside, passing through the long corridor, and stopped in front of a simple wooden attic: "The ancestor and the abbot have been waiting in the room for a long time, so please ask the King of Zhennan and Prince Duan of Song to enter together."

After hearing this, Duan Zhengchun turned solemn and asked Zhao Ji to go forward together, knocking on the door. After a response came from the room, he pushed open the door and walked into the room.

When things came to an end, Zhao Ji became a little calmer. Although he had heard of the name of Dali Yiyang Finger for a long time, he also understood that he had no internal strength. Even if he learned it now, he would not be able to become a master immediately. Even if Duan Zhengchun immersed Yiyang Finger for decades, he still could not exert all the exquisiteness of Yiyang Finger, and was still no longer the opponent of Qiao Feng. After this idea, Zhao Ji became more open-minded, and no longer looked so important whether he could learn Yiyang Finger or not.

When he walked into this room, Zhao Ji looked around and found that there were not many decorations in the room, only one incense table and a few cushions. There were not many people. An old monk stood with his head down, and there was another monk next to him facing the wall. Although he couldn't see his appearance, looking at the wrinkles between his neck, he knew that he should be very old.

Duan Zhengchun stepped forward to greet him and introduced him to Zhao Ji. Zhao Ji only realized that the old monk standing was the abbot of the temple. He was also from the Duan family of Dali and his seniority belonged to Duan Zhengchun's uncle. When he learned of this person's identity, Zhao Ji hurried forward to greet him and did not dare to lose his composure. Whether it was his age or identity, the old monk deserved some respect. As for the old monk sitting facing the wall, even Duan Zhengchun didn't recognize his identity and looked confused. Instead, Zhao Ji had some guesses in his heart.

Everyone stood still, and the monk on the wall slowly turned around, revealing an old face covered with wrinkles. This face was expressionless, as if the bark of dry trees was dry, but if you look closely, there seemed to be vitality between the wrinkles and gullies. The old monk did not speak, and the abbot of the original incest said, "Because you want to receive the distinguished guest, Prince Duan of Song, Master Kurong has been in seclusion for a long time, and today he has made an exception to leave the seclusion."

Hearing the identity of this old monk, Duan Zhengchun's face turned solemn, and he quickly paid a visit. Then he explained to Zhao Ji: "Elder Kurong is the respected ancestor of my Duan family, and now he is the highest-ranking elder in my Duan family."

Sure enough, the old man was Master Kurong. Facing such a good fortune, Zhao Ji did not dare to be negligent. He hurriedly bowed and said, "Xiao Wang has seen Master Kurong. I hope the master will forgive me if he is bothering me."

Master Kurong slowly opened his eyes, but it was not as turbid as an ordinary old man, and his eyes were still energetic. He stared at Zhao Ji for a moment, and nodded slowly and said, "The old monk is old and cannot stand up to greet him. I hope Prince Duan will forgive me."

"I dare not, don't dare." Zhao Ji saw that although the old monk was old, he spoke very vigorously and was very energetic, and he looked like he was unmoved. However, these thoughts naturally would not be revealed. Although he had not known that Duan Zhengchun planned to pass on to him, he could guess a rough idea of ​​the hidden information. Even if the old monk was a little resentful, it was normal.

Master Kurong looked at Zhao Ji for a while and said, "I see that Prince Duan's blood and energy are full and smooth, and they are well-organized. They are not like ordinary people, but they are more or less blocked and stagnant. Should there be a master helping to clear the meridians? The old monk had a question in his mind. Prince Duan's origin was already very noble. Once he ordered to declare that thousands of people surrender, why do he love the martial arts path of every man's courage?"

Seeing that the old monk looked at me from a distance, Zhao Ji couldn't help but feel a little admiration. After hearing this question, he thought carefully for a moment before answering: "Xiao Wang has been weak and sick since childhood, and has been suffering from illness for six or seven days in ten days. Later, he met a martial arts master to clear my meridians and gradually became healthy. Therefore, he became curious about the martial arts skills that temper my body and cultivate my essence. He met some friends in the martial arts world in Bianliang City, and all of them highly praised the inheritance of the Duan family of Dali. When he got the opportunity to go to Dali, he really didn't want to miss this opportunity. Although he didn't expect that he could become a martial arts master with a deep Taoist practice, as long as he could be strong and understand his nature and life, he would be enough."

Hearing Zhao Ji's confession, Master Kurong lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment, then said again: "My Duan family inherits martial arts. Although it is not amazing skill, it is also the foundation for the ancestors to spare the descendants and make a living. It was impossible to pass it to outsiders, but Prince Duan is an extraordinary person, so he made an exception this time. But the old monk hopes that Prince Duan can promise me that you will not pass it to a second person in the future if you learn any martial arts in the temple today. In addition, I hope Prince Duan can remember this friendship and if you have the chance in the future, he can help me protect the descendants of the Duan family."

The old monk's requests were all due to their intentions, so Zhao Ji naturally would not refuse. After hearing this, he just nodded and said, "Please rest assured that what you see and hear in the temple today will never be revealed. And remember the benefits of the Duan family's merits. If you use it in the future, you will be obliged to get the Xiao Wang!"

Hearing Zhao Ji's answer, Master Kurong nodded with satisfaction and said to Abbot Benyin and Duan Zhengchun: "You guys should quit first. Although my martial arts of Prince Duan are also inherited by our Duan family, you are not qualified to know."

Hearing this, Duan Zhengchun suddenly felt amazement. How could he not be qualified to know that Yang pointed out since childhood? Could it be that Master Kurong was to pass on to Prince Duan or another magical skill inherited by the Duan family? But what kind of martial arts is not qualified to even him, the King of Zhennan, know? Although he was full of questions, Duan Zhengchun did not dare to delay, and immediately withdrew from the room with Abbot Benyin and closed the door tightly.

In the room, Zhao Ji's mood, which had already calmed down, became chaotic again. He originally thought that he would probably have to learn the Duan family's Yiyang finger when he came to Tianlong Temple this time. However, listening to Master Kurong's tone, the martial arts he had to teach him was much more important than Yiyang finger. Could it be...

After the two men left, Master Kurong turned over and pulled out several scrolls from under the cushion. At the same time, he said to Zhao Ji with a serious expression: "What I want to teach the prince today is the six-mechanical Divine Sword Sutra, the most profound martial arts in our Duan family. In terms of the power of the six-mechanical Divine Sword against the enemy, these six-mechanical Divine Swords are more powerful than the one-yang index, and the mysterious changes are several times more exquisite than the one-yang index. Because this martial arts is very powerful, some Duan's children who do not enter the hollow sect are not allowed to teach it. After the prince learned these six-mechanical Divine Swords, he hopes that you can keep your mind bright. If you want to use it, you must consider it carefully."

Zhao Ji was already so surprised that he couldn't speak. He originally thought he could only learn the yang finger, but he didn't expect that Master Kurong would pass it to him in the six-merid Divine Sword! It felt like he had won the Double Color Ball. When he was redeeming the prize, he realized that he had bought hundreds of bets at once!

Master Kurong stepped on his feet, his body had already jumped up, and his body changed in the air. Without hesitation, he hung the Six-Meridian Divine Sword Score in the room. His agility was so fast that he was much faster than the young man.

After landing, he held a piece of incense and twisted it with his hands, then shot it into the incense burner and stood it. Then he said to Zhao Ji: "All the mental methods of the Six-Meridian Divine Sword are on the scroll, and the old monk agreed with Prince Duan for three incense sticks. I hope that within these three incense sticks, the prince can understand all the mental methods. It is not that the old monk is not humane and does not explain to the prince, but even the old monk has never practiced the Six-Meridian Divine Sword Sutra, and all the mystery can only be realized by the prince."

After saying that, Master Kurong walked out through the window and left Zhao Ji alone in the room.

Duan Zhengchun, who had been waiting outside, saw Master Kurong leaving the room, and went up to ask, "Elder, did you agree to teach Prince Duan a Yang finger?"

Master Kurong looked at Duan Zhengchun and said, "You know that you can use your family's yang finger to win over this Song Dynasty prince. You have bold ideas and courage, but you are a little negligent in your thoughts."

While talking, he walked to the corridor. Duan Zhengchun hurriedly followed him and continued to listen to the old man's teachings.

Master Kurong sighed, and then said, "The supernatural powers are not as good as karma. Even if the monks of Tianlong Temple guard Dali City, it is difficult to ensure that our Duan family has been passed down from generation to generation. When the Yang family rebelled, tens of thousands of soldiers besieged Tianlong Temple. A group of monks could only protect some of the Duan family members. Lian Yi and Yanqing, the father and son, were not spared. Your brothers want to attract strong support from the Song Dynasty, and this idea is good, and we old people will not object."

"Just one Yang finger is the foundation of the martial arts inheritance of our Duan family. If you know the past and study it carefully, all the mystery of our Duan family's martial arts inheritance may be understood in the future. Therefore, no matter what, the heart method of the one Yang finger must not be spread outside!"

"The Six-Meridian Divine Sword Sutra I passed to this Song Dynasty prince is more profound than the One-Yang Finger, but it is just a skill that deduces to the extreme of the One-Yang Finger. It is like a branch that seems dense, but not the root of the main trunk. All he can learn is the martial arts of the Six-Meridian Divine Sword. As for other martial arts inheritances of the Duan family, it is difficult to deduce it."

Speaking of this, Master Kurong paused and then continued: "Also, these six meridians divine swords have extremely high requirements for internal strength, and even if I practice hard for decades, it will be difficult to use them. The ancestors of our Duan family can practice it. The martial arts mind method is taught. As for whether they can be practiced, it depends on the fate of Prince Duan. Although this move also violates the family law of the ancestors, as you said, the ancestors have spirits, and they will be happy to see the inheritance of their descendants from generation to generation rather than a bunch of martial arts secrets."
Chapter completed!