Chapter 111: Xuanyue Temple

Chapter 111: Xuanyue Temple

Chapter 111: Xuanyue Temple

There is a Taoist temple behind the fog.

Lan Hao didn't seem surprised at all, and a smile finally appeared on his cold face.

Zhang Yu looked up and saw three characters on the plaque: "Xuanyue Temple?"

This Taoist temple is hidden in a valley. The open space in front of the door is overgrown with weeds. It is obvious that no one has taken care of it for many years. A ray of moonlight falls on the steps, illuminating the white marble color, which is spotless, just like a fairyland away from this world.

"It turns out that there really is a Xuanyue Temple in this world, and Taoist Zhao Xu really exists."

Lan Hao clenched his fists and suddenly his face showed a strange look.

I was not careful just now, which caused my qi and blood to churn, and it actually caused the true qi in my dantian to leap like a dragon and a tiger. The heavily imposed restraints were almost loosened, and the true qi that had been dormant for a long time was about to break out.

"The universe is yin and yang, the dragon is locked and the phoenix is ​​hidden, the meridians are blocked by ice, the air is like dust, like the sky and illusion, the colors are united..."

Lan Hao immediately sat cross-legged on the ground with his five hearts facing the sky. It took him a long time to suppress the surging true energy.

This was half of a passage passed down to him by the old Zen master who was proficient in the three teachings at the Yanglong Temple in the Western Regions.

Seeing this, Zhang Yu stood quietly by and waited.

A pot of boiling water calmed down a little.

A trace of blood flowed from the corner of Lan Hao's mouth and he suddenly opened his eyes.

At that moment, Zhang Yu seemed to see the giant dragon of the Cold Abyss baring its claws and fangs. Its momentum was so overwhelming that he couldn't help but take two steps back.

This Taoist temple was obviously extremely important to Lan Hao, but he was not in a hurry to go in. After wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, he turned and looked at Zhang Yu.

"You should have noticed that something went wrong with my practice."

Zhang Yu nodded and said, "If not for this, I'm afraid those Jinyiwei would not be enough for Brother Lan to kill."

Lan Hao chuckled.

Zhang Yu added: "I just realized that at Niutou Hill, even if I didn't take action, Brother Lan had the means to kill those Jinyiwei and break out of the siege."

Lan Hao said: "It will cost you a lot. Anyway, you saved me, so I owe you a life."

"Brother Lan, I originally came here to look for a master of the sect, not to save you. It's hard to say who owes whom."

"Think it over. I never make promises to anyone easily."

Zhang Yu chuckled and said, "Brother Lan, you underestimate me by saying that. I don't know who Brother Lan is, and I don't want to ask. Maybe Brother Lan is the most outstanding hero in the world, or maybe he is a big devil that everyone hates. Anyway, I know the friend who drank with me in the middle of the night and talked about the world in front of Xingxing Beach. It was like this in the past and it will be like this in the future."

Lan Hao looked at Zhang Yu, took off the white jade wine gourd from his waist, and threw it over with a smile.

"drink wine."

Zhang Yu took the white jade gourd, took off the yellow gourd from his waist and threw it over.

It's all in the wine.

The golden wine in the white jade gourd had great medicinal power. It turned into internal strength, and the internal strength was quickly restored to its full state.

He took only one sip and then threw the white jade gourd back.

"Good wine, so fragrant and strong, I have drunk it several times in the palace."

As Lan Hao spoke, he took a few more sips and the yellow gourd wine was soon finished.

The two chatted for a while, then stepped over the threshold together and walked into the mysterious Xuanyue Temple.

The light in the hall was dim.

They could all see in the dark, but they still lit candles in front of the long table.

These eternal candles seemed to be made of the oil of some kind of tree. Even though they had been burning for over a hundred years, the flames were still bright when they were burning, and they also gave off a peculiar herbal fragrance, which really had some of the Taoist otherworldly air.

Since it is a Taoist temple, whether it hangs the moon or the sun, it is ultimately to worship gods.

On the altar of Xuanyue Temple, what is enshrined is not any deity from the celestial sphere, but a yellowed portrait.

The man in the painting has three long beards under his chin, gaunt cheeks, and wears a yellow Taoist robe. He holds a jade sceptre in his hand, which seems to indicate that this person has achieved great success in both Confucianism and Taoism.

"To understand the profoundness of ancient learning, to be able to rule the world, is to be able to shine together with heaven and earth, and to be appointed as prime minister, is to make the country strong and secure."

"With his plans and tactics, he established his great power and authority, and with his power over the world, his army returned with thousands of horses to bring prosperity to the country."

Lan Hao examined the objects in the hall inch by inch, as if he was looking for something.

Zhang Yu picked up the candlestick and lit the lamps in the hall one by one. The hall gradually became brighter.

There are two side rooms on each side of the main hall. One is a bedroom, where the bed and bedding are rotten but neatly stacked.

One was a quiet room, with several books of "Tao Te Ching" and "Huang Ting", but no martial arts secrets he was looking for.

Fortunately, this Taoist temple was made of some special material that seemed to be insect-proof. Not only were there no ants or insects biting us, but we didn't even see a single spider.

He knew clearly that this Taoist temple was extraordinary, but he couldn't find a single good thing there. It was like he went to a treasure mountain but came back empty-handed. He was somewhat unwilling to accept this.

However, this place is so quiet and secluded, with a strange stone forest, that outsiders cannot easily enter. It is a good place to escape from the world and practice.

Zhang Yu thought to himself, maybe one day, he would get tired of the fighting and killing in the martial arts world and give up his desire for fame and fortune, and maybe he could really come here with his lover to live in seclusion for a long time.

"How could there not be?"

Lan Hao was filled with rage. He stood in front of the portrait, raised his left palm, and was about to hit the roof, as if he was going to tear down the Xuanyue Temple.

Zhang Yu came over and said, "Brother Lan, didn't you find what you were looking for? Judging from the environment of the room, the owner of this Taoist temple finally left. Maybe what you were looking for was not originally chosen in Xuanyue Temple."

The entire Taoist temple was brightly lit, with slightly shaking beams and green tiles on the roof.

An unconcealable sense of loss emerged on Lan Hao's face. He stood there for a long time, seemingly calming down, and spoke slowly to the yellowed portrait.

"When I was thirteen, my parents were killed by my enemies. My martial arts skills were too low to avenge me."

"I have opened up the 'Purple Mansion' Dantian. Someone told me that this is a rare martial arts foundation that only appears once every two hundred years. As long as I practice step by step, one day, I will stand at the top of this martial arts world, and all my enemies will tremble at my feet."

"But how long will it take? Time is running out, and many heroes are willing to fight for every moment."

"I don't want to wait even a day."

"Later, someone gave me a secret manual of magical skills. Unexpectedly, I was too suitable for that method. My martial arts improved by leaps and bounds. My progress was more than just rapid."

"It took me a month to go from the Armor Breaking Stage to the Qi Sea Mirror."

"It took me three months to go from Qi Hai Jing to Hou Tian Jing."

"It took me half a year to go from the acquired realm to the innate realm."

"Just like the legendary stories recorded in the Jianghu novels, those damn Jianghu celebrities and leaders of major sects were all defeated by me. I wiped out the three clans of my enemies, including men, women, young and old, leaving no one alive..."

Zhang Yu was also looking at the portrait. Mr. Qingtian was the most important counselor to Emperor Taizu in the early years of the Guo Dynasty. He was known as the best military advisor in the next 500 years, but he died young at the age of only 49.

It is said that he lost a lot of time because he revealed too many secrets.

"I've heard that all gifts from heaven have a price secretly set. The secret book that Brother Lan got is so amazing, so it must be not without any harm, right?"

Lan Hao snorted coldly, "You are right, there is indeed a harm. So I searched all over the world and found the Xuanyue Temple in Qingniu Mountain. The secret book was created by the master of the temple. If there is any way in this world, it can only be here. Now it seems that I was overjoyed in vain."

"Will that harm cause Brother Lan to lose all his inner strength?"

This time, Lan Hao was silent for a long time before he shook his head and said, "That's not the case. It's just that... one day, I will become someone I don't even recognize myself."

Zhang Yu didn't know what to say when he saw the sad smile on Lan Hao's beautiful face. For such a peerless master, having flaws in martial arts would be like a skylark caught in a trap, a fate worse than death.

He could only look at Mr. Qingtian's portrait and hope that the gods would be able to give him guidance.

Ok?
Mr. Qingtian's long eyes were deep and distant, yet full of spirit, as if he was looking towards one side of the hall.

"Could it be?"

Zhang Yu looked back and saw that Mr. Qingtian's gaze seemed to be fixed on a candlestick. The long-burning candles of different sizes were burning at different lengths, but only the position of that candlestick seemed to be a little special.

Lan Hao followed Zhang Yu's gaze towards the lotus candlestick and also noticed something unusual.

He walked over, grasped the candlestick and turned it gently.

The tiles on the roof were shaking violently, and the sound of heavy machinery turning could be heard from underground.

Just like an old man who has not exercised for a long time, he began to shake his old arms and legs, and occasionally let out a few heart-wrenching coughs. He seemed weak and fragile, but he had a strong vitality that ordinary people could hardly imagine.

Dust is falling in the air.

The two of them quickly took a few steps back.

In the middle of the hall, four stone slabs slowly separated, revealing a black hole that led to an unknown place.

　Sorry, I'm away from home all the time and very busy with work, so the update time is not fixed. I feel embarrassed to ask for votes, but I'll try my best to maintain the two chapters.

　　Some readers have said that Zhang Yu does not have a decent martial arts secret book. "Scorpion Tail Golden Needle", "Catching Dragon Pointing" and "Flying Cloud Magical Skills" are all original martial arts that I created on a whim. Among them, "Catching Dragon Pointing" is to lay the groundwork for the later part and write a Beijing plot. I don't know if readers can accept it. We'll see.

　　Regarding the original martial arts in Jin Yong's world. I plan to arrange it here. Interested book friends can guess which book it is.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)