Chapter 256 Passing on the Kung Fu

Chapter 256 Passing on the Kung Fu

Chapter 256 Passing on the Kung Fu
About a mile east of Hun Tian Peak is the main peak of Longshan.

The mountain is about a thousand feet high, and the mountain road winds around like a blue-gray ribbon. Amid the clouds and mist, you can see temples and a complex of buildings on the mountainside and top.

This is where the big dragon gate is located.

Monk Dou Yue took slow steps to climb the mountain, but his speed was very fast. Each rise and fall was dozens of feet, and soon he arrived at the back mountain.

In front of the cliff, there is a small stone temple.

When Monk Dou Yue arrived here, he saw a faint mist floating above the temple. With the small temple as the center, there was not a single snow accumulation within a hundred feet, as if it had been evaporated by the scorching sun.

"Master."

In front of the door, Monk Dou Yue bowed slightly and waited for a long time before a voice came from inside the door:

"Oh, it's Xiaoyue, come in."

The old man is becoming more forgetful.

Hearing his master calling out his name, Monk Dou Yue felt a little nervous, as this was a sign that the master was about to forget about him.

Inside the courtyard, Long Xixiang pushed open the stone door, and wisps of smoke floated out of the temple. Through the crack in the door, one could see many tablets placed on the table.

"Your injury..."

Monk Dou Yue was hesitant to speak. In his eyes, Long Xixiang, who pushed the door open, looked much younger than before he went into seclusion, with facial features so childish that they almost looked like a child.

"That traitor's martial arts skills are not as good as mine. This is an old injury."

Long Xixiang touched the back of his shiny head, then took out a thick stack of letters from his bosom and flipped through them as if no one was around, muttering to himself from time to time:

"Qin Shixian assassinated the king? Qin Shixian, oh, the current owner of Zhaixing Tower? The most mysterious Grandmaster on the God List..."

"King Zhenwu... Wan Zhuliu actually got another Heavenly Fortune Mysterious Weapon? Or is it a Black Turtle Armor? That old guy is extremely lucky."

"Shen Qisheng has joined the imperial court? Qin Shixian seems to have come to Hengshan Dao? Senior brother, lead all the hall masters down the mountain..."

……

The letter was very thick and Long Xixiang read it very slowly.

Monk Dou Yue bowed and waited, listening to him mumbling to himself, feeling a little worried, as his forgetfulness was getting worse and worse.

"The blue dragon's shadow appears? Li Yuan?"

After a while, Long Xixiang raised his head with a look of admiration and surprise on his face: "Is this Li Yuan from the outer sect? He can actually attract the blue dragon to appear. This is a great fate for our Great Dragon Sect!"

"..."

Monk Dou Yue raised his head and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Long Xixiang didn't see it, but the letter made him feel good: "Is this the first disciple of your generation who has been recognized by the Grandmaster? Not bad, very good."

"Master, in my generation, it was Junior Brother Long Xinglie who attracted the Blue Dragon Shadow. When he was accepted as a disciple by Master, you gave him a famous and top-grade weapon. Have you forgotten this?"

Monk Dou Yue couldn't help but ask, "Isn't Li Yuan the disciple you accepted when you separated your true energy and went to Huizhou?"

"is it?"

Long Xixiang was slightly startled, then smiled: "I was wondering who had such vision, it turns out it was me, um, not bad, very good!"

"..."

Monk Dou Yue silently took out a file from his sleeve and said, "This file contains a list of all the major and minor events in the past forty or fifty years. You should take a look at it first."

Although you forget it after watching it, it is better than not watching it.

Monk Dou Yue went into the house to bring a recliner, and Long Xixiang lay down on it, slowly flipping through the book, and was told to go find Li Yuan.

"The disciples have sent people to look for him."

Monk Dou Yue was serving on the side, pouring tea and water, and also telling him about what had happened in recent years, from big to small, in great detail.

"Um……"

Long Xixiang asked while flipping through the book, nodding and frowning from time to time.

"Which sect won the last martial arts competition?"

Long Xixiang asked, he probably couldn't remember most of the things that happened in recent years, but he probably wouldn't forget what happened more than forty years ago.

The martial arts performance among the five major Taoist sects is a grand event held every thirty years. It is a place for both to exchange resources and to mediate grudges in the martial arts world.

This martial arts performance can be traced back to two thousand years ago, and in the past thousand years or so, the imperial court was also involved.

"It was Zhongli Luan from Samadhi Cave. Twenty-seven years ago, on the Zuowang Peak of Yanshan Road, he won the championship with his 'Great Sun Gold Form'. My disciple had not yet changed his blood at that time, so he was no match for him."

Monk Dou Yue paused for a moment and added, "At that time, Junior Brother Long's martial arts skills were not perfect, so he was no match for him."

"Great Sun Gold Form? No wonder, this form is no less powerful than my brother's 'Wind Tiger Cloud Dragon Form', it's normal that you are not his opponent."

Long Xixiang closed the file:
"My 'Dragon-Elephant Convergence' is no less powerful than the Great Sun Gold Form. If you work harder, you can get your revenge in the future."

"Disciple, please remember this."

Monk Dou Yue opened his mouth but gave up trying to explain how he had already mastered the merger of dragon and elephant more than ten years ago, and that Zhongli Luan had already penetrated through yin and yang and achieved the status of a master.

"Well, you said dragon..."

"Long Xinglie, disciple of Master Uncle, contemporary Daoist disciple, is on the road to great success in blood exchange more steadily than the disciples. If it weren't for the wait for the Daoist martial arts performance in three years, he could have tried to achieve the unity of body and spirit."

"You are only sixty years old, but you already have the foundation of a master. Well, it is not less than what I had in my time. It is good enough to be a Taoist disciple."

Long Xixiang nodded and asked about his little disciple, about whom he had no impression:
"Where's Li Yuan?"

"Junior Brother Li has excellent talent, but I think he is still a little behind Junior Brother Long. Besides, he is only twenty..."

Monk Dou Yue put away the file, looking normal:
"With a gap of nearly forty years, the sect will not be in turmoil due to disputes over the throne. This is a good thing." "Yes."

Long Xixiang agreed with this and ordered:

"Xiaoyue, go inside and get the secret manual of 'Dragon Tiger Heaven Hammer'. Li... your junior brother is good at hammer techniques?"

"Yes, Junior Brother Li was born in the Divine Weapon Valley."

Monk Dou Yue felt a little tired. He had said similar words three times in a short while. After explaining, he walked into the house.

……

"This incense is too strong!"

Li Yuan walked along the mountain path into the Great Dragon Gate, and felt that the incense at the main peak of the Dragon Gate was much more intense than that at the Huntian Heaven, and the intensity became stronger as he got to the top of the mountain.

He passed by one temple after another and could sense incense burners from time to time, ranging from third-level to fourth- and fifth-level ones. He even spotted several sixth-level incense burners.

"Uncle Li, what are you looking at?"

Yu Xuanfeng, who was leading the way, saw him looking around from time to time and couldn't help being curious. He followed Li Yuan's line of sight and looked around, but didn't see anything unusual.

"just looking around."

Li Yuan retracted his gaze and forced himself not to look.

The two quickened their pace, and soon they came to the small temple on the edge of the cliff. In the courtyard, Long Xixiang's voice came:
"come in."

Yu Xuanfeng watched eagerly. He also wanted to go in, but when he saw the huge body of Monk Dou Yue, as tall as a wall, through the crack in the door, he immediately shrank back.

"Master, senior brother."

Li Yuan pushed the door open and bowed deeply. He glanced at his cheap master, who had red lips and white teeth and looked younger than himself, and was quite surprised.

This person is younger than the one transformed by true Qi. What kind of magical skill is this?
"Li Yuan."

Long Xixiang looked at the young man in front of him and couldn't help but frowned slightly.

He was about twenty years old, wearing a close-fitting Taoist robe, a snake belt around his waist, inner armor under his outer garment, bone rings on both hands, and boots on his feet, all of which were of medium to high quality?

"The disciple is here."

Li Yuan sighed. Just by hearing the voice, he knew that his cheap master had forgotten about him again.

However, after entering the yard, his mind suddenly became a little distracted, and he forced himself not to look at the small temple behind Long Xixiang.

In his peripheral vision, the small temple was blooming with not one, but three brilliant golden lights, and was filled with an extremely rich aroma of incense.

The seventh-level incense is not just a wisp...

"Well, although I am a little forgetful, since you have been recognized by the Grandmaster, it is enough for you to become my disciple."

Long Xixiang reached out and took out three thick books:

"This is the first half of the Dragon-Tiger Heaven Hammer Technique, which covers the fighting method, breathing method, standing practice and visualization method..."

"Thank you, Master, for teaching me the skills."

Li Yuan took the thick secret book with both hands.

"As for the lower part of the Dragon-Tiger Heaven Hammer, you can ask your senior brother for it when you have mastered the hammer technique. If you don't understand something, well, you can ask me if you don't mind."

Long Xixiang yawned, and in just a moment, he already felt that the person in front of him was a little strange.

"If you don't understand, come to me."

Seeing the doubt flash across his face, Monk Dou Yue quickly took over the conversation.

"Well, you can also find your senior brother."

Long Xixiang stood up, accepted Li Yuan's greeting, and walked towards the small temple:
"It doesn't matter if you have a disciple-apprentice banquet or not, it can be postponed, but you have to come and pay your respects to the ancestor first!"

"Yes!"

Li Yuan followed him into the temple.

The temple was very small. There was only a golden incense burner, three large purple wooden tables, and dozens of tablets placed from high to low.

There is a fist-sized incense burner in front of each tablet. Oil lamps are lit in the room, illuminating the somewhat blurry murals on the walls.

Li Yuan took a look at it. It was a picture of a monk riding a dragon. He had seen the introduction in the library. It was a picture of Zen Master Long Yin taming a dragon in the past, and it was painted by his younger disciples.

"Incense."

Li Yuan followed Long Xixiang's arrangement and burned incense one by one.

"This temple enshrines the tablets of all the ancestors of our Dalongmen over the past two thousand years. According to the rules, we must burn incense and clean the tablets every month."

Long Xixiang introduced them one by one, and soon there were incense sticks in front of all the tablets.

"Disciple, please remember this."

Li Yuan followed suit, but his attention was always on Long Xixiang. He concentrated highly and, at a close distance, he finally faintly sensed the fluctuations of the health furnace.

After the two of them burned incense, a faint smoke floated on the tablet, and then most of the incense disappeared, with only a few wisps clinging to the incense burner.

"The incense is offering to the health furnace!"

Li Yuan had guessed this long ago, so he was not surprised to see it. As the thought flashed through his mind, his eyes never left the dozens of incense burners of various sizes, and his heart beat faster.

The incense in this small temple is much more prosperous than that in the main hall of Huntian Heaven, especially the largest one in front of the table. Although it is only of the sixth grade, it already flashes with a faint golden light.

This is seventh-level incense, and it is not thin. It is at least enough for him to compose seven-level magic weapons three times!
The question is, how to get it?
Is it okay to exchange an old one for a new one?
(End of this chapter)