Chapter 274: The royal family worships Zhao Duan and asks little master Tianhai for advice (a big chapter of 6,000 words)
"Buddha wins?!"
Princess Yunyang raised her hands high and skillfully caught the latest information fed by the falcon. Her expression was dull for a moment, and then the corners of her mouth suddenly raised, and she smiled infatuatedly:
"I don't know how my niece is feeling now."
The female Bodhisattva holding a dark-colored wooden comb in her jade hand showed disappointment in her eyes: "What a pity."
Yunyang looked at this Buddhist Bodhisattva strangely:
"Shouldn't you be happy?"
Prajna's pure and unadorned face suddenly looked not far away at the deep hall of Shenlong Temple. He gritted his teeth and sneered: "The stronger Shenlong Temple becomes, these monks who try to promote the integration of Buddhism will... The more confident you are, the more disputes you will have and the more evil you will cause in the future. How can you be happy?"
Princess Yunyang, who felt very crazy about herself, 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 his almost translucent eyes:
"Why are you laughing?"
Yunyang was silent for a moment and said with a cold face:
"Xu Zhenguan wants the two families to be evenly matched. If she doesn't want to see it, I will be happy."
Prajna Bodhisattva's eyes were gentle and he sighed:
"Amitabha, the most ruthless emperor, a poor nun has learned from me today."
Yunyang didn't take it seriously, looked outside the nunnery's courtyard wall covered with withered yellow ivy, and said:
"Now that it's over, why hasn't the closing bell sounded yet?"
Prajna Bodhisattva said: "According to tradition, the winner must accept the challenge of those in the audience."
As he spoke, the female Bodhisattva, who was as graceful as a white porcelain mountain of flesh, sighed softly: "However, since Tianhai wins, it will not delay too much."
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Outside the Tianshi Mansion, in the Fighting Square.
As the victory or defeat came to an end in the arena, clear results appeared in the light curtains in mid-air.
The scene was so densely packed that countless people suddenly broke out into noisy discussions. The noise at the scene mixed all the sounds together, making it impossible to distinguish one from another.
it's over!
The stands belonging to the imperial court.
Zhao Duan's grip on the armrests of the chair finally relaxed. When the fight began, he quietly straightened his back and leaned heavily on the back of the chair!
He held his breath for a long time, exhaled it deeply, closed his eyes, and replayed the scenes in his mind like a movie.
That was the entire battle just now.
It's wonderful!
Jin Jian, who had completely revealed his trump card, was far more powerful than that night when the two of them fought side by side.
Especially in the last move, Jin Jian's magic power gathered in one place, releasing a huge ball of light that almost covered half of the arena.
The bright light made everyone shed tears, making him realize clearly:
The weight of these eight words "There are differences even above the divine chapter".
Also in the Divine Chapter realm, the combat power displayed by the golden slips far surpassed those of the imperial guards. Compared with Chai Keqiao, they were also much more gorgeous.
Well... I have to admit that the priests and warlocks of Tianshi Mansion specialize in a gorgeous and strange spell.
Even the people who knew nothing about spiritual practice were dazzled and fascinated by it.
In comparison, the little monk Tianhai took the monk route, but he was undoubtedly better at fighting.
The Buddhist "golden bell" withstood Jin Jian's powerful blow, and the outcome was no longer in suspense.
"Crash..."
At this time, many of the court officials in the stands stood up, and the tables and chairs creaked, accompanied by a burst of applause and congratulations.
It's just that neither Yuan Li nor Xue Shence, the important officials in the court, showed any emotion or anger on their faces - in terms of fighting, the court must remain neutral.
It is necessary to congratulate the winner, but the congratulations cannot be too obvious, which is a great test of acting skills.
"What a hearty duel." The Minister of Etiquette said with emotion.
"After all, Buddhism is superior. Young Master Tianhai has such magical power at such a young age, and his future achievements are limitless."
As a powerful martial artist, Xue Shence's eyesight is undoubtedly the first among all.
There was also a look of surprise on that unsmiling face.
"Haha, what Envoy Xue said is true. However, there are many disciples of Tianshi Zhang, and the one who goes into battle is only the youngest one. In this way, the foundation of Tianshi Mansion is still unfathomable."
Yuan Li, the imperial censor, sighed with a smile.
Xue Shence glanced at him and nodded:
"What Mr. Yuan said makes sense."
This is the art of impartiality.
The two girls, Mochou and Xu Junling, did not express their opinions, but the shock in their eyes after watching a wonderful fight has not dissipated.
As for my inner preference... As a woman, I was inevitably a little disappointed when I saw Jin Jian's failure.
"How is it? Can the heart of cultivation be frustrated?"
Sitting in the middle seat, the old eunuch in python robe was still sitting lazily in the big solid wood chair. He didn't seem to have any trouble at all. However, the hand in his hand had already been peeled off, but he still didn't move.
As a result, the slightly dry skin of the orange petals revealed that this master in the inner circle did not really care about this "junior's battle".
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 gently nodded and said with a smile:
"If you can reach the perfection of the Divine Chapter, you can defeat these two people, but you can't do it now."
The implication is that although the inheritance of the "Martial God" is strong, it cannot reach the level of perfection of the divine chapter after entering the divine chapter for the first time.
But it also gave Zhao Duan a big cake, worrying that he would become frustrated when he saw the gap.
Zhao Duan responded with silence, but he was not disappointed. If he could threaten the two groups of geniuses just after breaking through, it would be unreasonable.
He thought for a while and suddenly said:
"If I'm not mistaken, in the duel just now, Hai took advantage of the weapon that day. That six-path stick seems to be stronger than Jin Jian's golden eye staff? What grade is it?"
Eunuch Hai glanced at this boy and knew that he had a good relationship with the Zhudian boy. He thought he was trying to fight against an injustice. He sneered, shook his head and said:
"The Six-Path Stick is indeed of a higher grade, but the rules of the fighting only limit the number of magical weapons that can be carried, not too many, but there are no restrictions on the quality of the magical weapons.
Just because the monks themselves are not strong enough and cannot control weapons that are too much larger than themselves...
Do you think that little girl Jin Jian suffered a loss because she didn't have a stronger weapon to suppress objects?
No, she couldn't control the stronger one. Otherwise, how could Zhang Tianshi be short of treasures?
On the other hand, that day, little monk Hai could hold up the six-path stick, which was the best in the world, and he could also use it. This was his ability...
Do you think it's unfair? This is actually fair. Boy, since you have embarked on the path of spiritual practice, you must not blame your victory or defeat on external objects such as weapons. Instead, you must understand your own lack of cultivation...
Just like when you are proud in the officialdom of the temple, outsiders just think that you are relying on His Majesty's favor, but they don't think about why you can be favored, but those who are jealous of you can't... It's the same reason. "
The old eunuch in the python robe spoke from the bottom of his heart, worrying that Zhao Duan's mentality would go astray.
"That is to say, as long as you can control it and the number does not exceed the rule limit, you can bring any weapons to the stage?" Zhao Duan automatically ignored a lot of admonitions and his eyes flashed.
"...Yes," Eunuch Hai nodded tiredly and said angrily:
"If you are willing, no one will stop you from carrying the firearm and cannon you are studying up there. The premise is that you will be stupid when it comes to firing the cannon. Stand still."
Zhao Duan pretended not to hear the old eunuch's sarcasm and looked thoughtful.
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"Junior sister!"
At this moment, the stands on the side of Tianshi Mansion.
When the battle ended and the mask of light was removed, Gongshu Tianyuan suddenly jumped onto the ring and stabilized Jin Jian, who was exhausted, exhausted and briefly out of strength.
The chubby, happy face was covered with worry and guilt:
"How are you?"
As he spoke, Gongshu Tianyuan's fat hand magically took out a pill and stuffed it into the mouth of the girl who regained her true appearance.
He also pulled out water hyacinth and helped her drink it.
Overflowing with spiritual energy, the girl with a palm-sized face and a delicate and pale face looked better to the naked eye. She raised her little hand in the shattered sleeve, held her glasses with cracked lenses, and said distressedly:
"It's broken..."
A group of priests gathered anxiously: "..."
Since when do you still care about a broken mirror... Gongshu Tianyuan slandered, but he said:
"It's okay, senior brother brought one for you."
With that said, he took out a new pair of crystal lenses and put them on her.
The astigmatism in Jin Jian's eyes focused again. She looked at the worried faces of her classmates in a circle, with guilty expressions, red eyes, and vague accumulation of tears:
"I...I lost...I'm sorry...Master..."
All the priests immediately spoke to comfort him.
Gongshu Tianyuan praised even louder, saying that the junior sister's performance was excellent, and the defeat was not due to incompetence, but because she was too cunning.
Even so, the momentum of the priests in the Tianshi Mansion was visibly weakened.
On the other hand, at Shenlong Temple, a group of monks on the stage tried their best to suppress the raised corners of their mouths, but the joyful atmosphere could not be concealed at all.
Many dignitaries have already walked over to congratulate the monks and express their desire to donate more money for incense.
The white-clothed monk representing Abbot Xuan Yin even smiled like a spring breeze. He stood up and stepped forward, as light as walking on clouds. He arrived on the stage and said with a smile:
"Heavenly sea..."
However, the young monk who had just won a great victory did not bother to look at him.
Sit cross-legged and meditate in public, place the six-path stick across your knees, take out pills and swallow them to restore your magic power.
Bianji's smile froze on his face, and there was a hint of helplessness in his eyes. Fortunately, he was already accustomed to Tianhai's temperament.
He immediately smiled and said: "Tianhai has spent a lot of money, how about letting him rest for a while before being challenged again?"
When Shenlong Temple was victorious, everyone present knew that this round of Buddhist and Taoist fighting had come to an end.
The so-called challenge is nothing more than maintaining traditional rituals.
Of course there is no objection.
Even many family members of powerful people in the stands had already stood up and left their seats, fearing that the venue would be too crowded later.
"Oh, that little monk won."
Among a group of ladies, Eugene Hua clutched a handkerchief and looked regretful: "Women are not good at fighting, why don't you send a man to the stage? My mother is very resistant to being beaten just by looking at the fat man."
Eugene was overflowing with love, and felt heartbroken when she saw Jin Jian being helped off the stage at the age of a daughter.
What's more, she is still Dalang's friend. Eugene Hua, who has always helped relatives but not others, has a clear stance.
"..." Zhao Pan said faintly: "Mom, that fat one is also my eldest brother's friend."
"Ah! Really?" Eugene Hua was surprised and hurriedly changed his words:
"It's the same with the Tianshi Mansion. There are so many people, why don't they send someone powerful?"
Zhao Pan rolled his eyes and pretended not to recognize his mother.
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Deep in the Tianshi Mansion, under the big banyan tree.
Xu Zhenguan sat in the bamboo chair and took his eyes away from Tianhai who was sitting cross-legged and meditating in the center of the ring inside the light curtain.
There was a hint of disappointment on his face, but also a little bit of "unexpected".
With her eyesight, she could tell the difference not long after the fight started.
He would look at the old Heavenly Master sitting across from him and sigh: "After all, Jin Jian is young and has experienced less than Dou. It is not as good as Tian Hai traveling in the human world and being tempered more."
Zhang Yanyi looked calm and said with emotion:
"Your Majesty's words are still so nice. After all, he is not as good as Jin Jian'er. Or should I say, it's because I am a bad master."
Xu Zhenguan said seriously:
"The Heavenly Master teaches the Dharma and teaches students in accordance with their aptitude. Jin Jian is not a warlike person at all. He is innocent and innocent, so he can practice the right way.
He is no match for the belligerent monk Tianhai, and rightly so. When it comes to fighting skills, only the first few disciples of the Celestial Master are good at it... Come to think of it, I haven't seen the 'little Celestial Master' for several years. "Zhang Yanyi's face lit up after being praised. After losing the battle, he was inevitably depressed. He was just pretending to be free and easy, and then he smiled:
"When the apprentice is old, there is no reason to stay with the master."
After saying that, he caught a glimpse of the smile of the empress opposite him. The old Heavenly Master, whose cultivation realm was unfathomable but whose heart was still in the mortal world, smiled and said: "Your Majesty, there is no need to find words to comfort the old man. The two families of Buddhism and Taoism have been fighting for thousands of years. , The victory or defeat of the younger generation may affect people's hearts in the present, but on the scale of thousands of years, what does it matter? "
The empress showed respect and laughed at herself:
"The state of mind of the Heavenly Master is far inferior to mine."
Zhang Yan waved his hand, pointed at the water curtain, and said: "Let's finish reading the last paragraph. Haha, I don't know yet if anyone will take the stage to challenge this year."
Xu Zheng nodded, but couldn't help but look at the three chairs in the banquet.
A sigh passed through her beautiful eyes.
In the past, Emperor Taizu invited the two families to watch the competition, just to see the final winner challenge, and the masters of the Xu Dynasty overwhelmed the others.
But now, six hundred years later, he, an unworthy descendant, has long since lost the glory of his ancestors.
In the palace, there is not even a single young person who can take the stage.
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between fields.
The noisy discussion lasted for a long time and finally gradually subsided.
Although the dust of the fighting has settled, the people have not dispersed because they all know that there is one last tradition.
“I heard that in previous martial arts fights, the winner accepted the challenge from the masters in the audience, but this year I don’t know who will compete.
I heard that during these days, many masters from the world of martial arts came to the city. At this moment, there might be a powerful person hiding in the corner of that huge crowd. "
Xu Junling said with a smile.
Mo Chou, who was present on behalf of the Empress, said calmly:
"What the princess said is, however, the highest person who can take the stage cannot be higher than the divine seal, and the age limit is the same, and must abide by the rules of fighting. There are many masters in the world, but those who are of the right age and have the confidence to take the stage can also Not much more.”
Zhao Duan listened to the conversation between the two and interrupted:
"Even if you don't have enough strength, it's still worth it to make a name for yourself or compete with the geniuses of the big schools."
Hearing these words, "God General" Xue Shence, who was sitting next to him, said lightly:
"The premise is that you can bear the price of serious injuries."
Zhao Duan looked at him curiously: "What does Privy Minister Zhao mean by this..."
Xue Shence just thought he was curious and explained casually:
"When you get on the stage, it's not just about competing. If Jin Jian wins, there may be many people who dare to get on the stage. But it's different when it's Tianhai who wins.
Although this person is young, he is well-known in the world. Because his "vertical pupil" can distinguish kindness and kindness, he often uses force to save people from reincarnation. It is not an exaggeration to say that he has a bad reputation. I just fought with Priest Jin Jian, but he didn't hold back even a little bit...
Who among the people in this arena wants to go up without considering whether he will be seriously injured by Tianhai?
Besides, among all the powerful people in the world, which one can be considered a ‘good person’?
If this Tianhai is considered a 'evil person', then he will not hold back at all. Even if he is beaten to death, it won't be enough, but he wants to make a name for himself? Ask for advice? I'm afraid it won't work. "
After a pause, Xue Shence couldn't help but said with a strange expression:
"Originally, if Chai Keqiao from Emperor Wu City was here, he might be able to come to power. But that's not possible now."
Zhao Duan blinked and looked at Ma Yan:
"Governor, is Chai Keqiao still in jail?"
Ma Yan glanced at him and explained: "I ordered his release the day before yesterday, but this man refused to come out because he was still injured. He was probably worried about meeting enemies in the city. Although he is obsessed with martial arts, he is not Not stupid."
Zhao Duan: "..."
While a group of people were chatting.
On the field, Bian Ji, dressed in white, spoke with a smile, and his voice was like thunder, rolling across the audience: "It's late, is there anyone in the audience who can challenge me, Tianhai of Shenlong Temple?"
All of a sudden.
The noisy scene became quiet, and the countless people watching also closed their mouths and looked over expectantly.
In the crowd, there were obviously some martial arts warriors and sorcerers making unusual movements, but when they caught a glimpse of the young monk sitting cross-legged and meditating on the stage, they suddenly stopped.
Some people gritted their teeth and wanted to do it, but their companions around them grabbed them and warned them hard.
In the huge square where tens of thousands of people gathered, it was unusually quiet. Only the whistling autumn wind caused the flags of the imperial guards around to maintain order to tremble.
"Hey, no one dares to go this time?"
In the crowd, Haitang was amazed. Today, she and other detectives were struggling to maintain order.
At this moment, I was taking a break from my busy schedule, folding my arms and watching the excitement.
"Zhang Han, why don't you come up?" She looked at the face-paralyzed scroll king jokingly.
Zhang Han held the seven-foot sword at his waist, but Quan pretended not to hear
——Not to mention, he had a sparring match with Chai Keqiao a few days ago, and his injury has not healed. Even in peak condition, he has no idea of facing Tianhai.
Of course, even if he has an idea, it won't work. He is too old...
In the crowd, many imperial experts were ready to make a move, but due to their age, they could only remain slumped.
"Who wants to come?"
On the stage, the voice of the debater, as warm as the spring breeze, shouted several times.
No one answered, and the atmosphere became even quieter.
"What's going on? Why is no one going up?"
Eugene stretched his neck and glanced at the dense crowd.
Zhao Pan also clenched his fists in anticipation, feeling like he hadn't had enough of it. Even if there wasn't any exciting fighting, it would still be fun to go up and have a fight.
But who would risk their lives to be a foil?
"It seems that no one has gone up."
In the court stands, Princess Xu Junling was a little disappointed.
Mochou was already ready to stand up, and the other courtiers also stood up one after another, preparing to leave the table.
On the stage, Bian Ji smiled warmly. After his last speech, he said with a smile: "It seems that no one wants to come on stage, so that's the case..."
He was ready to announce that the fight was over.
However, just as the officials stood up and left the table.
Zhao Duan, who had been watching the battle quietly from beginning to end, suddenly turned his head, glanced at Eunuch Hai, who was about to stand up on the armrest, and said:
"Father, please wait a moment."
"Huh?" Hai Zongfeng raised his eyebrows and looked at him.
Zhao Duan, who was neatly groomed and not wearing an official robe but a short 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 in which Zhao Duan was walking, his pupils narrowed suddenly. He finally realized something and said in a deep voice: "Are you crazy? Did you just cross that hurdle..."
Zhao Duan paused, turned his head, and said under the strange eyes of the people around him:
"My father-in-law, you taught me that a martial artist must have the determination not to avoid or retreat, and to face difficulties in the face of difficulties. I thought about it..."
He lowered his head and then raised it again with a bright smile:
"That makes sense."
After saying that, he turned around resolutely, and walked down the high stand under the blank sight of the surrounding Dayu officials.
Below, a forbidden soldier saw him. He saluted solemnly, then raised his finger and pointed in the direction, saying:
"Sir, the exit is over here..."
"I know." Zhao Duan smiled gently, patted his shoulder, pointed to the empty arena in front of him, and said:
"I'll go over there."
The little imperial army was stunned on the spot.
Turn around.
Watching that handsome figure walking towards the ring step by step.
In the stands, Princess Xu Junling suddenly paused, held the hand of the maid Lv Shui, froze, turned around, and looked forward in astonishment.
"Princess Princess?"
The maid turned her head in confusion, then froze.
All the court officials, led by Mo Zhaorong, who stood up to leave the table, also turned around in confusion.
Da Bingtuozi was stunned.
Daqingyi Yuan Li suddenly narrowed his eyes.
"Military God" Xue Shence's stern face suddenly changed, as if he had seen an incredible scene.
Ma Yan, who had just stood up, felt his heart skip a beat. He was startled at first, and then suddenly turned his head to look at Eunuch Hai.
But he saw the old eunuch in python robe standing in the crowd, staring at the figure that resolutely walked away, and a glimmer of light suddenly flashed across his muddy old eyes.
Mixed with worry and...relief!
Even the half-dried orange in his hand fell to the ground, and he didn't even care!
"Ah! Pan'er, look, who is coming out? My mother's eyes are not good, look at it, is it..."
The ladies gathered in one of the stands.
Eugene Hua suddenly stood up without a sound. Ignoring the surprised looks of the ladies around her, she pointed downward with one hand and firmly grasped her daughter's slender forearm with the other hand.
The girl who looked like autumn water and hibiscus completely ignored the pain at this moment, her eyes widened, and she stammered: "It's... eldest brother, it's eldest brother! Why did eldest brother go up? Could it be that he represents the court and is announcing something?"
in the crowd.
"Sir? Why are you up there?"
The Jinyi people in Lihuatang also noticed this scene with blank expressions.
Haitang, Zhang Han and other prosecutors were all stunned. They couldn't figure out why Zhao Duan suddenly came to power.
"Brother Zhao?"
On the Tianshi Mansion side, Gongshu Tianyuan looked unhappy and was comforting his junior sister. Hearing the noise, he couldn't help but look up and immediately became speechless:
"The court didn't tell me what else to arrange."
After swallowing the pill, Jin Jian, who had just regained consciousness, sat in a chair and raised her head, her eyes blank behind her spectacles.
"Hey, who's up there?"
"Has someone finally challenged you?"
"No, it's from the high officials of the imperial court. It shouldn't be a challenge."
The people in the capital also noticed someone on stage, but most of them didn't recognize Zhao Duan's appearance.
In full view.
Zhao Duan took the stage alone.
The figure suddenly appeared in the light curtain in the sky.
The gentle-looking monk Bian Ji squinted his eyes, looked at Zhao Duan who came on stage, and asked curiously: "Master Zhao, is there something wrong?"
Zhao Duan smiled and gave this "acquaintance" an informal Buddhist salute with one hand.
Immediately he turned to the center of the arena, where the young monk was sitting cross-legged and meditating with his eyes closed. His calm voice penetrated the audience:
"The royal family worships Zhao Duan, please give me some advice from young master Tianhai!"
There was a brief silence, and the whole place was in an uproar.
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