Duan Yu's Biography of Cultivating Immortals

Chapter 60: The temple was closed for a hundred years!

Faced with the scolding of the six eminent monks.

Duan Yu's laughter subsided and he said solemnly: "The six eminent monks can attack together, and Duan will deal with it alone. If you are lucky enough to win, how about taking a look at the Yi Jin Sutra in your temple?"

"What if Benefactor Duan loses?" Xuan Ci stared at Duan Yu with serious eyes.

With a smile on his face, Duan Yu spit out words like pearls: "If Duan loses to the six eminent monks, he will join the Shaolin Temple and volunteer to be a little novice monk!"

The monks were moved immediately, looked at each other, and communicated with each other.

Shaolin lost a lot of face today.

One-on-one is definitely not enough.

But if the six of them joined forces to fight together, wouldn't this kid surnamed Duan kneel on the ground and call Buddha?
Not only can he earn back face, but he can also bring disrepute to the Beggar Clan and the Dali Duan clan.

The martial arts conference is about to be held. If all the heroes in the world see the leader of the Beggar Clan cleaning the Shaolin Temple...
Shaolin’s reputation speaks for itself.

After the six people made eye contact, they all nodded slightly in agreement.

"Amitabha……"

Abbot Xuanci announced the Buddha's name and said kindly: "For monks, greed, anger, and ignorance are all poisonous, so be careful and avoid them... The disciples of our temple practice martial arts to strengthen their bodies, to better practice Buddhism, and to protect the Dharma. Come to show off your strength and bravery...but Donor Duan has come all the way from Dali, and it’s hard for me to refute your face, so I’ll just follow Donor Duan’s suggestion, and we’ve made it a deal!”

"Okay!" Duan Yu burst out laughing.

These bald donkeys have long had the idea of ​​fighting in groups, but they say so in such a high-sounding way.

"Donor Duan, how about we go out and compete?"

There will definitely be a lot of movement later, and Abbot Xuanci is worried that the main hall will be penetrated.

"The guest does as he pleases!" Duan Yu said cheerfully.

"Please!" Abbot Xuanci stepped out of the hall.

The other five eminent monks followed closely behind him, walking slowly but not falling behind at all.

Everyone came to the wide flat ground in front of the main hall.

Paved with green bricks, they are smooth and smooth, neither soft nor hard when stepped on.

Duan Yu stood at the west end, and the six great Shaolin monks stood at the east end.

A one-on-six situation.

Opposite is also the high-end combat power currently available to Shaolin Temple.

There are more than [-] eminent monks of Xuanzi generation in Shaolin Temple.

Among the more than [-] eminent monks, only eight of them really possessed something in martial arts.

They are Xuanci, Xuanbei, Xuanku, Xuannan, Xuansheng, Xuanji, Xuanyin, Xuandu.

Only these eight people in the whole temple can enter and leave the Bodhidharma Academy to study the 72 Shaolin stunts.

Entering the Bodhidharma Institute to study skills is a highly respected job for Shaolin monks. If it is not for the extremely high level of martial arts, they will definitely not be qualified for this.

Therefore, these eight with the highest martial arts are called the Eight Great Monks of Shaolin.

Xuanci, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, is proficient in the five unique skills of Shaolin.

Xuanji, the leader of the Discipline Academy, once joined forces with Xuanci and Xuannan to fight against Qiao Feng;
Xuannan, the head of Bodhidharma Academy, was completely tortured by Duan Yu in the battle of Juxianzhuang;

Xuandu, majoring in 'Nian Huazhi'.

Xuan Bei was killed by Murong Bo in Dali;

Xuan Ku, Qiao Feng’s mentor, was shocked to death by Xiao Yuanshan’s palm;
Among the eight divine monks in Bodhidharma Monastery, Xuanci is the strongest and Xuanji is the weakest.

Xuanbei and Xuanku both died in accidents.

Currently, only six of the eight great monks of the Xuan generation are left with high-end combat power.

Today, all six of them are going to fight against Duan Yu, the leader of the Beggar Gang!
This is a battle of honor and disgrace for the sect!
"Lao Na's fingertips are not very hot, please give me some advice from Donor Duan!"

Master Xuandu said in a deep voice, his voice was clear and clear, but it went straight up to the sky, like cracking rocks and bursting out.

"Old Naxuansheng, use Prajna to master Duan Benefactor!"

"Lao Na Xuanyin uses the powerful Vajra to guide the sect donor!"

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The six great monks each took their postures, with solemn expressions and bright eyes.

"Master Duan, please enlighten me!"

The first master of Bodhidharma Academy, Master Xuannan, took the lead in attacking with the Qiankun in his sleeves.

With a "whoop", he stretched his sleeves and turned them into long knives, slashing towards Duan Yu with a strong wind.

Immediately afterwards, Master Xuan Sheng floated forward and struck out with his right palm, but it was the most powerful and powerful Prajna Palm.

Although it is not as good as the Great Vajra Palm, it is almost the same.

The six great monks took action almost at the same time, each using their specialized Shaolin skills to besiege Duan Yu.

Shaolin is determined to win this battle!
There was only a sound of stopping drinking, like thunder.

The six great monks were old and strong, and they took action with all their strength.

Duan Yu chuckled, twisted his right wrist, and opened his five fingers like lotus petals.

Then turn it in the opposite direction, retract the five fingers, and close them again.

After shrinking and releasing, the six-meridian sword energy is generated.

There are six people on the other side, and there is exactly one sword for each of the six-meridian divine swords!
There are only five fingers in the human hand, how to use the six-meridian sword?
The so-called six channels are the five fingers of one hand, plus the little finger of the other hand.

You can use the five fingers of the right hand and the little finger of the left hand, or the five fingers of the left hand and the little finger of the right hand to form the "six meridians".

Thumb of the right hand, Taiyin Lung Meridian of the hand, Shaoshang Sword;
Right index finger, hand Yangming large intestine meridian, Shang Yangjian;
The middle finger of the right hand, the Pericardium Meridian of Hand Jueyin, and the Zhongchong Sword;
The ring finger of the right hand, the Shaoyang Triple Burner Meridian of the hand, Guan Chong Sword;

The little finger of the right hand, the Shaoyin Heart Sutra of the hand, and the Shaochong Sword;

The little finger of the left hand, the Taiyang Small Intestine Meridian of the hand, the Shaoze Sword.

"Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi!"

The whistling sound was endless, and the six sword qi were extremely sharp and shot out fiercely.

Duan Yu was not polite at all, and directly used [-]% of his mana!
Chi Chi shouted, the sound was amazing.

The six-meridian sword is powerful, breaking through the air, like a stone breaking the sky, and the wind and rain are so strong that it is unstoppable!

"Boom boom"

"Puff puff"

There was a series of smashing sounds, the sound of blood splattering through the flesh with sword energy.

The bodies of the six great monks shook violently.

In an instant, their unique skills were not only broken by the sword energy in an instant, but their bodies were also pierced on the spot!
In the face of Duan Yu's absolute strength, all stunts are false!

"Well!"

Abbot Xuanci's face suddenly turned pale, pale and bloodless, he let out an angry roar, his internal energy surged out, and he threw out a cassock robe subduing demon skill.

Duan Yu's face was calm, his expression was calm, and he had a faint smile. He waved his sleeves and also used the cassock demon subduing technique.

"Bang!" A loud noise.

Abbot Xuanci's cassock shattered, falling like pieces of yellow snowflakes.

The six great monks were swept away and took off. After landing, they took more than ten steps back with a thumping sound, before finally regaining their balance in embarrassment.

Duan Yu smiled and stood with his hands behind his back: "Masters, I accept my offer!"

In just three breaths, the battle is over.

The faces of the monks suddenly changed, full of surprise.

They didn't expect that the six of them joined forces to besiege Duan Yu, and they were all defeated by the opponent in one move!
Two moves to clear the field directly.

This boy's martial arts are too terrifying!
The six old monks suddenly felt like they had been cheated.

Abbot Xuanci turned his head, glanced at the monks behind him, and confirmed that the lives of the junior disciples were not in danger, but only seriously injured.

After being shocked, he asked his junior brothers to sit cross-legged on the ground and adjust their breath and exercise with all their strength.

Everyone is seriously injured. If they don't heal their injuries, they will just die forcibly!

Worried that Duan Yu would take the opportunity to kill him, Abbot Xuanci forced himself to stand while supporting his serious injuries, and looked at Duan Yu.

He said slowly: "This old man has the audacity to ask for advice, dare to ask Master Duan, is he using the Six Meridians Excalibur?"

"It's the secret skill of Dali Tianlong Temple, the Six Meridians Divine Sword!" Duan Yu smiled slightly.

"Amitabha, you are so good!" Abbot Xuanci clasped his hands together and nodded: "No wonder, I will not be unjust if I lose to the Six Meridians Divine Sword!"

Over the past hundreds of years, Duan Yu is the only one who has mastered this unique skill.

It can be seen that the Six Meridians Divine Sword is difficult to practice and the requirements are high.

This kind of superb martial arts, those who can master it must be martial arts geniuses, no wonder he has mastered many Shaolin stunts at a glance!

"Master Duan's martial arts are superb, I was the one who lost in Shaolin!"

Abbot Xuanci slowly tithes, and although his voice is clear and clear, it is a bit difficult.

As soon as these words came out, the entire hall was silent.

The breeze whistling across the treetops was very clear.

What Xuanci represented was not himself, but the entire Shaolin Temple.

It is said that the world's martial arts originated from Shaolin.

Since the Shaolin Temple was built hundreds of years ago, it was the first time that he had conceded defeat in martial arts.

Duan Yu smiled slightly and said: "Shaolin Temple, please lower your attitude from now on, don't make a joke!"

"Ugh"

Several Shaolin monks each sighed, one by one like eggplants beaten by frost, their expressions were lonely, no longer aggressive like before.

Master Xuandu shook his head and said: "I have worked hard all my life, but six people working together can't defeat a young junior. I really have no face in this life!"

"If Senior Brother Xuancheng still has his martial arts skills, he should be able to deal with Donor Duan on his own." Master Xuanyin said with emotion.

Among the Xuanzi generation of Shaolin Temple, Xuan Cheng is the one with the highest martial arts talent.

The sweeping monk once commented on Xuancheng: "Master Xuancheng of our temple has extraordinary martial arts skills. All the senior monks of our ancestors are ranked first in martial arts in the 200 years of this temple."

Xuancheng was addicted to martial arts and could not extricate himself. He neglected Buddhism and then fell into a "martial arts barrier" that he could not break through.

The sweeping monk had reminded Xuancheng three times, but he was still unable to save him, so he lost his temper, his meridians were cut off overnight, and his internal energy was exhausted.

After that, Xuancheng stopped practicing martial arts and practiced Buddhism in secret in the back mountain.

Xuan Cheng is the number one martial artist in Shaolin for 200 years.

And Xuanci is known as Shaolin's once-in-a-hundred-year martial arts genius.

In Duan Yu's eyes, that's it.

After all, how can a martial arts practitioner fight an immortal cultivator?
In fact, Abbot Xuanci is not bad, but in various versions of movies and TV shows, Xuanci's martial arts are greatly weakened.

Among the eminent monks of the Xuan generation in Shaolin, Xuanci has the greatest prestige.

This matter can also be glimpsed in the "Yanmen Pass Blocking Battle".

The abbot of Shaolin at that time was not Xuanci, but he was able to take the lead in this operation, which shows that his status in the world is extraordinary.

Because of this incident, the Shaolin monks elected Xuanci as the abbot of the Shaolin Temple.

"Amitabha!"

Abbot Xuanci tithes: "Junior brothers, this incident all started because of me. To forgive my sins, I will step down from my post as abbot and ask the Discipline Academy to face the wall for ten years!"

Xuanci still feels uncomfortable in his heart.

I wondered who spread the word about my shit?

If everyone in the world knew about it, how could he go out to meet people?

It would be better to face the wall for ten years.

"Brother Abbot, you can't do it!" All the monks hurriedly raised their hands.

Xuan Ci, Xuan Nan, Xuan Ji and Xuan Sheng are the masters of Qian Zhang Lingmen.

The fourth senior brother has an extraordinary relationship.

"Junior brothers, don't try to persuade me."

Abbot Xuanci's figure is lonely, as if he has aged more than ten years all of a sudden, his energy and energy are slowly declining, as if the leaves are slowly withering.

Duan Yu didn't bother to see the deep love between their teachers and brothers.

These old monks, despite their upright appearance, don't know how much heart they have.

"Abbot Xuanci, according to the previous agreement, Duan won six, Shaolin should hand over the Yijin Jing to Duan Guan."

"Amitabha, don't lie to Benefactor Duan, the Yi Jin Jing of our temple has been lost." Abbot Xuanci apologized.

Duan Yu smiled calmly and was not surprised.

It seems that the Yi Jin Jing was taken away by Arjunshun.

This time he just asked to confirm the matter.

But Shaolin played tricks again and again, how could he give up?

You were the ones who bullied me before, but now I have the initiative!

Duan Yu looked solemn and said: "You Shaolin openly cheated on what was agreed upon, are you bullying Duan because he is weak and weak?"

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"You are still weak?"

The six old monks stared at him at the same time.

I said in my heart that you almost killed us by pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. How can you have the nerve to say such a thing?
Master Xuanyin Heshi said: "Donor Duan, to practice the Yi Jin Jing, you need to have a Buddha's heart and abandon murderous intentions."

Abbot Xuanci nodded: "Junior Brother Xuanyin is right. The Yijinjing is the treasure of my Shaolin temple. It has its own spiritual energy in the dark. It cannot be cultivated unless it has a Buddha heart!"

"The power of the Yi Jin Jing is huge. To practice it, you need to have a great monk with great virtues, and practice Buddhism to a very advanced state, reaching a state where there is no one and no self."

Several old monks tried to persuade me one by one.

Duan Yu smiled, and said to himself that it's no wonder that you didn't practice well, so it's because you don't have enough Buddha heart.

He paced with his hands behind his back, ten steps to the left and right, stopped in the middle, and said, "In that case, Duan of the Yi Jin Jing is no longer needed, but what do you Shaolin people have to do?"

"Donor Duan, if you have any requests, just ask."

As long as Duan Yu doesn't want Yi Jin Jing, he can talk about anything!

"Duan has only one request: Shaolin Temple be closed for a hundred years!"

Duan Yu smiled and said: "Since you don't accept pilgrims anyway, why not just close the temple."

"This"

The six eminent monks were startled, with different expressions.

Or shook his head and sighed, or had no expression on his face, or suppressed his anger.

"The temple has been closed for a hundred years. It's too long!" Abbot Xuanci shook his head.

As a righteous sect leading martial arts, how can Shaolin Temple be closed for a hundred years?

After 100 years, will Shaolin still have a place in the rivers and lakes?
I'm afraid no one will remember the Shaolin Sect by then.

It's just an ordinary temple.

"If you think a hundred years is too long, then change the term."

Duan Yu's expression was solemn, dignified, with an air of being the only one in the world.

"As long as Duan is here for one day, Shaolin will have to close the temple!"

There was silence again, and the six eminent monks remained silent, their faces full of regret.

"Amitabha, I, Shaolin, agree to close the temple."

Xuanci figured it out.

Anyway, no one in Shaolin can beat Duan Yu.

As long as Duan Yu is alive, Shaolin Temple can only be suppressed by him.

Furthermore, the reputation of Shaolin was greatly affected due to the uproar in the world about the leading brother.

Xuanci knew that he could no longer hide his affairs. Even if Duan Yu didn't come to cause trouble, Qiao Feng, who had killed his biological parents, would come to take revenge.

These two brothers are not fuel-efficient lamps.

Instead of doing this, it is better to close the temple and train experts with all our strength.

When Shaolin masters gather together, the temple will be opened again to compete with the Beggar Clan and the Duan Clan of Dali!
Duan Yu waved his hand and said with a smile: "There is no need to rush to close the temple, you will announce it after the martial arts conference."

"Thank you Duan benefactor for the grace period."

All the monks joined together and looked solemn.

The martial arts conference is about to be held, and the martial arts heroes from far away have already sent out their messages.

At this time, it is absolutely impossible to cancel at will, otherwise you will become the enemy of the heroes of the world.

Shaolin Temple absolutely does not dare to attract such infamy.

From beginning to end, the sweeping monk never appeared.

Duan Yu couldn't help sighing, he is worthy of being an eminent monk, all the fame and fortune in the world are vain.

"Since Abbot Xuanci is like this, masters, Duan will take his leave first!"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for the monks to speak, Duan Yu let out a long laugh, his figure fluttered up, one foot off the ground, and walked slowly.

His movements seemed slow, but in the blink of an eye, he was already a hundred steps away.

In the blink of an eye, the person has disappeared.

Only the clear laughter still lingers in the Shaolin Temple.

"This"

"What kind of light work is this?"

The monks stared blankly into the distance, their expressions particularly heavy.

Abbot Xuanci sighed with emotion: "This boy's talent can only be compared with that of Patriarch Bodhidharma."

The monks' frosty white eyebrows were furrowed, and their hearts felt cold.

"Hey, with this person here, the Beggars' Clan might be able to steal the limelight at this martial arts conference!"

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(End of this chapter)