Chapter 274: Zhao Duan, the royal family's worshiper, asks Master Tianhai for guidance
Chapter 274: The Imperial Family Worshiper Zhao Duan, Please Give Me Your Instructions, Master Tianhai ( Words)
"Buddhism wins?!"
Princess Yunyang raised her hands high, and cleverly caught the latest battle situation fed by the falcon. Her expression was dull for a moment, and then the corners of her mouth suddenly rose, and she smiled foolishly:
"I wonder how my niece feels now."
The female Bodhisattva holding the dark-colored wooden comb in her jade hands had disappointment in her eyes: "What a pity."
Yunyang looked at the Buddhist Bodhisattva in surprise:
"Shouldn't you be happy?"
Prajna's pure and unadorned face suddenly looked towards the main hall deep in the Shenlong Temple not far away. She gritted her teeth and sneered:
"The stronger the Shenlong Temple becomes, the more confident these monks who are trying to promote the integration of Buddhism will be. There will be more disputes and more killings in the future. How can we be happy?"
Princess Yunyang, who felt that she was crazy, was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt that the old woman in front of her made her shudder.
Prajna turned around and looked at the eldest princess with her almost translucent eyes:
"Why are you laughing?"
Yun Yang was silent for a moment, then said coldly:
"What Xu Zhenguan wants is for the two families to be evenly matched. I am happy if she doesn't want to see that."
Prajna Bodhisattva's eyes softened and he sighed:
"Amitabha, the imperial family is the most ruthless. I have learned my lesson today."
Yunyang didn't take it seriously. He looked outside the nunnery's wall, which was covered with withered yellow ivy, and said:
"Since it's over, why hasn't the ending bell sounded yet?"
Prajna Bodhisattva said: "According to tradition, the winner must accept the challenge from the audience."
As she spoke, the graceful female Bodhisattva, who looked like a white porcelain meat mountain, sighed softly:
"However, since Tianhai won, I believe it won't take too long."
……
……
Outside the Tianshi Mansion, on the fighting square.
As the victory or defeat on the ring came to an end, a clear result was revealed in the light curtains in the air.
The scene was crowded with people, and countless people suddenly burst into noisy discussions. The noise on the scene mixed all the sounds together, making it impossible to distinguish one from another.
it's over!
On the stands belonging to the imperial court.
Zhao Duan's hands, which were tightly gripping the armrests of the chair, finally relaxed. When the fight began, he quietly straightened his back and leaned heavily against the back of the chair!
He held his breath for a long time, exhaled slowly, closed his eyes, and replayed scenes in his mind like a movie.
That was the whole process of the fight just now.
It's really wonderful!
Jin Jian, whose cards are completely revealed, is far more powerful than the night when the two fought side by side.
Especially the last move, the golden tablet's magic power surged and gathered together, releasing a huge ball of light that almost covered half of the arena.
The bright light made everyone's eyes shed tears, and he clearly realized:
The weight of these eight words "There are also differences above the divine chapter".
Being in the same Divine Chapter Realm, the combat power displayed by Jin Jian far exceeds that of the Zhaoya Jisi officers, and compared with Chai Keqiao, he is also much more gorgeous.
Well... I have to admit that the priests and sorcerers of Tianshi Mansion mainly use gorgeous and strange spells.
Even the common people who knew nothing about spiritual practice were dazzled and delighted by the show.
In comparison, the young monk Tianhai takes the route of a warrior monk, but is undoubtedly stronger in fighting.
With the Buddhist "Golden Bell Cover" he withstood Jin Jian's full-force attack, and the outcome was no longer in doubt.
"Crash..."
At this time, many court officials in the stands around him stood up, and the tables and chairs creaked, accompanied by a burst of applause and congratulations.
However, no matter whether it was Yuan Li or Xue Shence, the important officials in the court, their faces showed no joy or anger - in the standpoint of the struggle, the court had to remain neutral.
You need to congratulate the winner, but you can't congratulate too obviously. This is a great test of your acting skills.
"What a thrilling duel." The Minister of Rites exclaimed.
"After all, Buddhism is superior. Young Master Tianhai has such magical powers at such a young age. His future achievements are limitless."
Xue Shence is a powerful warrior and his eyesight is the best among everyone.
Even that serious face could not hide the amazement.
"Haha, what Envoy Xue said is true. However, Tianshi Zhang has many disciples, and the one who went into battle is only the youngest one. Even so, it seems that the Tianshi Mansion's foundation is still unfathomable."
Imperial Censor Yuan Li sighed with a smile.
Xue Shence glanced at him and nodded:
"What Yuan Gong said makes sense."
This is the art of impartiality.
Mo Chou and Xu Junling did not speak out their opinions, but the shock of watching such a wonderful fight had not yet dissipated in their eyes.
As for my inner bias... As a woman, it is inevitable that I feel disappointed when I see Jin Jian fail.
"How is it? Can your determination to practice be frustrated?"
In the middle seat, the old eunuch in the dragon robe was still lazily leaning in the big wooden chair. He didn't seem to be disturbed at all, but the thing in his hand had been peeled off, but he didn't move for a long time.
The slightly dry skin of the orange segments revealed that this imperial master did not really not care about this "battle between juniors".
Zhao Duan opened his eyes, exhaled slowly, and said softly:
"Your Majesty once said that the God of War has the best of both worlds."
Eunuch Hai nodded slightly and said with a smile:
"If you can reach the perfection of the Divine Chapter, you can defeat these two, but you can't do that now."
What this means is that, although the "God of War" inheritance is strong, it is impossible to reach the level of perfection of the God Chapter as soon as one enters the God Chapter.
But he also painted a rosy picture for Zhao Duan, worried that he would see the gap and become frustrated.
Zhao Duan remained silent, but he was not disappointed. It would be unreasonable for him to threaten the geniuses of two factions just after he broke through.
He thought for a moment and suddenly said:
"If I'm not mistaken, in the duel just now, Tian Hai had the advantage in terms of weapons. That six-path staff seems to be stronger than Jin Jian's golden-eyed staff? What grade is it?"
Eunuch Hai took a look at the boy and knew that he had a good relationship with the red-dot boy. He thought he was trying to defend the innocent, so he sneered and shook his head, saying:
“The Six Paths Staff is indeed of a higher grade, but the rules of the battle only limit the number of magical instruments that can be brought, not too many, but do not restrict the quality of the magical instruments.
It was because the cultivators themselves were not strong enough and could not control weapons that were much stronger than themselves...
Do you think that the little girl Jin Jian suffered a loss because she didn't have a more powerful magic weapon to suppress the evil?
No, it’s because she can’t control something stronger, otherwise how could Zhang Tianshi be so short of treasures?
On the other hand, the little monk Tianhai was able to lift the worldly-level top-grade Six Paths Stick and wield it. This was his ability...
You think it's unfair? This is actually fair. Boy, since you have embarked on the path of cultivation, you should not blame the victory or defeat on weapons or other external things, but should realize the shortcomings of your own cultivation...
Just like when you are in the court, you are always proud, and outsiders only think that you are favored by His Majesty, but they don’t think about why you can be favored, but those who are jealous of you cannot... It’s the same reason. "
The old eunuch in the dragon robe spoke from the bottom of his heart, worrying that Zhao Duan's mentality might change.
"In other words, as long as you can control it and the number does not exceed the limit of the rules, you can bring any weapon on stage?" Zhao Duan automatically ignored a lot of admonitions, his eyes flashing.
"...Yes," Eunuch Hai nodded tiredly and said unhappily:
"If you want, no one will stop you from carrying the firearm cannon you've researched, provided that when you fire the cannon, people will just stand there stupidly."
Zhao Duan pretended not to hear the old eunuch's sarcasm and seemed to be thinking about something.
……
"Junior sister!"
At this moment, on the stands of Tianshi Mansion.
When the fight ended and the light shield was removed, Gongshu Tianyuan suddenly jumped onto the stage and stabilized Jin Jian, who was exhausted, drained of magic power and temporarily weakened.
The chubby, somewhat funny face was full of worry and guilt:
"How are you?"
As he spoke, Gongshu Tianyuan's fat hand took out a pill like magic and stuffed it into the mouth of the girl who had restored her true appearance.
He also took out a water hyacinth and helped her drink it.
The girl, with a delicate and pale face that was as big as a palm, was full of spiritual energy. Her complexion was visibly better. She raised her shattered hand from her sleeve, clutched her glasses with cracked lenses, and said distressedly:
"Broken……"
The anxious priests gathered around: "..."
It's such a long time, why are you still caring about a broken mirror... Gongshu Tianyuan complained in his heart, but said:
"It's okay. Brother brought you one."
As he spoke, he took out a new pair of crystal lenses and put them on her.
Jin Jian's scattered eyes focused again. She looked at the worried faces of her fellow disciples gathered in a circle. She looked guilty, her eyes were red, and tears were faintly accumulating:
"I...I lost...I'm sorry...Master..."
A group of priests immediately spoke up and offered comfort.
Gongshu Tianyuan praised even louder, saying that his junior sister performed very well and that the defeat was not due to his incompetence but because the bald donkey was too cunning.
Even so, the spirit of the priests in Tianshi Mansion was visibly weakened.
On the other hand, on the Shenlong Temple side, a group of monks on the stage tried their best to suppress the curled corners of their lips, but the joyous atmosphere could not be concealed at all.
Many dignitaries have already walked over to congratulate the monks and expressed their willingness to donate more money.
The white-robed monk representing Abbot Xuanyin smiled like a spring breeze, stood up and took a step, as light as walking on clouds, and arrived at the arena, smiling:
"Tianhai……"
However, the young monk, who had just won a great victory, didn't bother to even look at him.
He sat cross-legged in public, placed the Six-Path Stick across his knees, took out a pill and swallowed it to restore his magic power.
Bian Ji's smile froze on his face and there was a hint of helplessness in his eyes, but fortunately he was no longer surprised by Tian Hai's temperament.
He immediately laughed and said, "Tian Hai has consumed a lot of energy, how about letting him rest for a while and then accept the challenge again?"
When Shenlong Temple won a great victory, everyone present knew that this round of battle between Buddhism and Taoism had come to an end.
The so-called challenge is nothing more than maintaining traditional rituals.
Naturally no objection.
Even many families of the rich and powerful in the stands had already stood up and left their seats, fearing that there would be too much people after the show.
"Oh, it's the little monk who won."
Among the group of noble ladies, Eugene Hua clutched her handkerchief with a look of regret:
"Women are not good at fighting, why don't you send a man to the stage? I see that fat guy is very resistant to beatings."
Eugene Hua was filled with love and felt distressed when she saw Jin Jian, who was as old as her daughter, being helped off the stage.
What's more, he is Dalang's friend. Eugene Hua, who has always helped her relatives and not others, has a clear position.
"..." Zhao Pan said faintly: "Mom, that fat guy is also my brother's friend."
"Ah! Really?" Eugene Hua was surprised and quickly changed the topic:
"The same thing about the Tianshi Mansion. With so many people, why don't they send someone powerful?"
Zhao Pan rolled his eyes and pretended not to know his mother.
……
Deep inside the Tianshi Mansion, under the big banyan tree.
Xu Zhenguan sat in a bamboo chair and turned his gaze away from Tianhai, who was sitting cross-legged in meditation in the center of the arena inside the light curtain.
There was a hint of disappointment on his face, but also a hint of "not unexpected".
With her keen eyesight, she could tell who was better soon after the fight began.
He looked at the old Taoist priest sitting opposite him and sighed:
"Jin Jian is still young after all, and has experienced few battles. It would be better for Tian Hai to travel in the human world and be tempered more."
Zhang Yanyi looked calm and said with emotion:
"Your Majesty's words are still so nice to hear. After all, Jin Jian'er is still inferior to you. Or should I say, it's my fault as a teacher."
Xu Zhenguan said seriously:
“The Heavenly Master teaches according to the students’ abilities. Jin Jian is not a warlike person. He is innocent and naive, which is the right way to practice.
It was natural that he could not defeat the warlike monk Tianhai. As for fighting, the first few disciples of the Heavenly Master were good at it... Speaking of which, I haven't seen the "Little Heavenly Master" for several years. "Zhang Yan was flattered, and he was inevitably depressed after losing the fight, but he pretended to be free and easy, and only smiled at this time:
"The disciple has grown up, there is no reason for him to stay with the master."
After saying this, he caught a glimpse of the empress's smile. This old Heavenly Master, whose cultivation level was unfathomable but whose heart was still in the mortal world, smiled and said:
"Your Majesty, there is no need to find something to say to comfort me. Buddhism and Taoism have been fighting for thousands of years. The victory or defeat of the younger generation may move people's hearts at the moment, but in the context of thousands of years, what does it mean?"
The empress showed respect and said self-deprecatingly:
"The state of mind of the Heavenly Master is far from mine."
Zhang Yan waved his hand, pointed at the water curtain, and said:
"Let's finish watching the last part. Haha, I don't know if anyone will take the stage to challenge this year."
Xu Zhen nodded, but couldn't help but look at the three chairs at the table.
A sigh flashed across her beautiful eyes.
In the past, Emperor Taizu invited the two families to watch together, just to see the final winner challenge, and the masters of the Xu Dynasty defeated all the others.
But now, six hundred years later, I, the unworthy descendant, have long lost the glory of my ancestors.
There is not even a single young person in the palace who can perform on stage.
……
Between the fields.
The noisy discussions continued for a long time and finally gradually subsided.
Although the battle of wits had come to an end, the people did not disperse because they all knew that there was one final tradition.
“I heard that in previous fights, the winner accepted the challenge from the masters below the stage, but this year, I don’t know who will take the stage.
I heard that many martial arts masters have come to the city these days. At this moment, maybe there is a powerful person hiding in the corner of the crowd. "
Xu Junling talked and laughed.
Mo Chou, who was attending on behalf of the Empress, said calmly:
"What the princess said is true. However, the highest person who can go on stage cannot be higher than the God Chapter, and there is also an age limit, and they must also abide by the rules of fighting. There are many masters in the martial arts world, but there are not many who are of the right age and have the confidence to go on stage."
Zhao Duan listened to the conversation between the two and interrupted:
"Even if I'm not strong enough, it's worth it to become famous or compete with geniuses from big sects."
Hearing this, the "divine general" Xue Shence who was sitting next to him said calmly:
"The premise is that you can afford the cost of being seriously injured."
Zhao Duan looked at him curiously: "What does Envoy Xue mean by this..."
Xue Shence just thought he was curious and explained casually:
"Once we're on stage, it's not just a competition. If Jin Jian had won, perhaps many people would have dared to go on stage. But since it was Tian Hai who won, it's different.
Although this person is young, he is quite famous in the martial arts world. Because of his "vertical pupils" that can distinguish good and evil, he often uses force to force people into reincarnation. It is not an exaggeration to say that he has a fierce reputation. Just now, he fought with the Golden Sword Priest and did not hold back at all...
Among the martial artists below the stage, who would want to go up there? Would they not think twice before going up and wonder if they would be seriously injured by Tianhai?
Besides, among all the powerful people in the martial arts world, who can be considered a "good guy"?
If Tian Hai is considered an 'evil man', then he will not hold back at all. He may not be beaten to death, but if he wants to become famous or learn from others, I'm afraid that won't work."
After a pause, Xue Shence couldn't help but said with a strange expression:
"Originally, if Chai Keqiao from Donghai Qingshan was here, he might have come on stage. But now it's impossible."
Zhao Duan blinked and looked at Ma Yan:
"Master, is Chai Keqiao still in prison?"
Ma Yan glanced at him and explained:
"I ordered him to be released the day before yesterday, but he refused to come out, saying that his injuries had not healed yet. He was probably worried about running into enemies in the city. Although he is obsessed with martial arts, he is not stupid."
Zhao Duan: “…”
A group of people were chatting.
On the field, Bian Ji, dressed in white, smiled and spoke, his voice like thunder, rolling across the field:
"It's getting late. Is there anyone in the audience who wants to challenge Shenlongsi Tianhai?"
All of a sudden.
The noisy scene fell silent, and countless onlookers shut their mouths and looked over expectantly.
There were obviously some unusual movements of martial artists and sorcerers in the crowd, but when they caught a glimpse of the young monk sitting cross-legged on the stage, they immediately stopped.
Some people even tried to go ahead, but were held back by their companions and advised against it.
The huge square with tens of thousands of people gathered was unusually quiet. The only sound was the howling autumn wind, which fluttered the flags of the imperial guards who were maintaining order all around.
"Hiss, this year, no one dares to go?"
In the crowd, Haitang was amazed. She and other police officers had a complicated task of maintaining order today.
At this moment, I took a break from my busy schedule and watched the fun with my arms folded.
"Zhang Han, why don't you go up?" She looked at the expressionless king jokingly.
Zhang Han held the seven-foot sword at his waist and pretended not to hear.
——Not to mention, he had not recovered from his injuries from sparring with Chai Keqiao a few days ago, and even in his best condition, he had no intention of facing Tianhai.
Of course, even if he had the idea, it wouldn't work because he was too old...
In the crowd, many court masters were eager to make a move, but due to their age, they could only stand there dejectedly.
"Who wants to come?"
On the stage, Bian Ji's voice, as gentle as the spring breeze, was repeated several times.
No one answered, and the atmosphere became even quieter.
"What's going on? Why is no one going up?"
Eugene Hua stretched her neck and glanced at the densely packed crowd.
Zhao Pan also clenched his fist in anticipation, feeling that he hadn't seen enough. Even if there wasn't any exciting fight, it would still be lively if someone went up and had a fight.
But who would risk their life to be a foil?
"It seems that no one went up."
In the court stands, Princess Xu Junling was a little disappointed.
Mo Chou was ready to stand up, and the other court officials also stood up one after another, ready to leave.
On the stage, Bian Ji smiled gently. After his last speech, he said with a smile:
"It seems that no one is willing to take the stage. In this case..."
He was ready to announce the end of the fight.
However, just as the ministers stood up and left.
Zhao Duan, who had been watching the battle quietly from beginning to end, suddenly turned his head and glanced at Eunuch Hai, who was leaning on the armrest and about to stand up, and said:
"Father-in-law, wait a moment."
"Hmm?" Hai Gongsheng raised his eyebrows and looked at him.
Zhao Duan, who was neatly dressed and dressed in a short robe instead of an official robe, stood up and said with a smile:
"I'll come as soon as I go."
The old eunuch in the python robe was stunned for a moment. He didn't understand at first, but the next second, when he saw the direction Zhao Duan was walking, his pupils suddenly narrowed. He finally realized something and spoke in a deep voice:
"Are you crazy? You just got over that hurdle..."
Zhao Duan paused, turned his head, and said in the strange looks of the people around him:
"Eunuch, you taught me that a warrior must not shy away from or retreat from a challenge, but must face it head-on. I thought about it..."
He lowered his head, then raised it again with a bright smile:
"That makes sense."
After saying this, he resolutely turned around and walked down the high stands under the confused gaze of the surrounding Dayu officials.
Below, a guard saw him and saluted solemnly, then raised his finger and pointed in a direction, saying:
"Sir, the exit is this way..."
"I know." Zhao Duan smiled gently, patted his shoulder, pointed to the empty arena in front, and said:
"I'll go over there."
The young imperial guard was stunned on the spot.
Turn around.
Watching the handsome figure walk towards the ring step by step.
On the stands, Princess Xu Junling suddenly stopped, holding the hand of her maid Lu Shui, froze, turned around, and looked ahead in shock.
"The princess?"
The maid turned her head in confusion, and then was also stunned.
A group of high-ranking officials in the court, led by Mo Zhaorong, who stood up and left, also turned back in confusion.
Big Ice Tuozi was stunned.
Yuan Li, the lady in blue, narrowed her eyes suddenly.
The serious face of "God of War" Xue Shence suddenly changed, as if he had seen an incredible scene.
Ma Yan, who had just stood up, even missed a beat. He was startled at first, then suddenly turned his head to look at Eunuch Hai.
But he saw an old eunuch in a python robe standing in the crowd, staring at the figure that was resolutely going away, and a gleam of brilliance suddenly flashed in his turbid old eyes.
A mixture of worry and...relief!
He didn't even care that a half-dried orange in his hand had rolled to the ground!
"Ah! Pan'er, look quickly, who is that coming out? My mother's eyesight is not good, take a look, is it..."
On one side of the stands where many noble ladies gathered.
Eugene Hua suddenly stood up without saying a word, ignoring the surprised looks of the ladies around her, she pointed downwards with one hand and tightly grasped her daughter's slender arm with the other.
The beautiful girl ignored the pain and stared with wide eyes, stammering:
"Yes... Big Brother, it's Big Brother! Why did Big Brother go up there? Could it be that he is representing the court to read something?"
in the crowd.
"My Lord? Why did you go up there?"
The imperial guards in Lihua Hall also noticed this scene, with bewildered expressions on their faces.
Haitang, Zhang Han and other detectives were all stunned. They couldn't understand why Zhao Duan suddenly came on stage.
"Brother Zhao?"
At the Tianshi Mansion, Gongshu Tianyuan looked unhappy. He was trying to comfort his junior sister when he heard the noise. He couldn't help but look up and was immediately speechless:
"The court didn't say what else to arrange."
After swallowing the pill, Jin Jian, who had just recovered from his shock, sat down in the chair and raised his head. His eyes were blank behind his glasses.
"Hey, who went up there?"
"Finally someone is challenging me?"
"No, it came from the high officials of the court. It shouldn't be a challenge."
The people of the capital also noticed someone coming on stage, but most of them did not recognize Zhao Duan's face.
In full view.
Zhao Duan took the stage alone.
The figure suddenly appeared in the light curtain in the sky.
The gentle monk Bianji narrowed his eyes, looked at Zhao Duan who came on the stage, and asked curiously:
"Master Zhao, is there something wrong?"
Zhao Duan smiled and gave a not very formal Buddhist salute to this "acquaintance" with one hand.
Then he turned to the center of the arena, where a little monk was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed in meditation. His calm voice penetrated the entire arena:
"The royal family worshiper Zhao Duan, please teach me, Master Tianhai!"
There was a brief silence, and then the whole audience was in an uproar.
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