Chapter 274: The Imperial Family Worships Zhao Duan, Asking Master Tianhai for Guidance (6,000 Words)
"Buddhism wins?!"
Princess Yunyang raised her hands high, deftly catching the latest battle information from the falcon. Her expression froze for a moment, then the corners of her mouth suddenly rose, and she smiled foolishly:
"Now, I wonder how my niece feels."
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 coldly:
"The stronger the Shenlong Temple becomes, the more emboldened these monks who are trying to force a merger of the Buddhist sects will become. This will lead to more disputes and the more bloodshed they will cause in the future. How can we be happy?"
Princess Yunyang, who felt very 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 with a cold face:
"What Xu Zhenguan wants is for the two families to be equally matched. I am happy to see what she doesn't want to see."
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 out at the nunnery's wall, which was covered with withered yellow ivy, and said:
"Since it's over, why hasn't the closing bell rung 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 mountain of flesh, sighed softly:
"However, since Tianhai won, I believe it won't take too long."
…
…
Outside the Tianshi Mansion, on the fighting square.
As the outcome of the fight on the ring came to an end, the results became clear in the light screens in the air.
The scene was densely packed 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 started, he quietly sat up straight 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 were completely revealed, was 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 surpassed those of the Zhaoya Jisi, and was also much more gorgeous compared to Chai Keqiao.
Well... I have to admit that the priests and sorcerers of the Tianshi Mansion mainly use gorgeous and strange spells.
Even the common people who knew nothing about spiritual practice were dazzled and fascinated by the show and exclaimed that it was very exciting.
In comparison, the young monk Tianhai follows the path of a warrior monk, but is undoubtedly better at fighting.
With the Buddhist "Golden Bell Cover", he withstood the full force of the golden tablet's attack, and the outcome was no longer in doubt.
“Clatter…”
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, other important officials in the court, their faces showed no joy or anger - in the standpoint of the struggle, the court must remain neutral.
You need to congratulate the winner, but you can't congratulate too obviously, which is a great test of your acting skills.
"What a thrilling duel." The Minister of Rites exclaimed.
"After all, Buddhism is superior. This young Master Tianhai has such magical powers at such a young age. His future achievements are limitless."
As a powerful warrior, Xue Shence has the best eyesight among everyone.
Even that serious face couldn't hide the surprise.
"Haha, what Envoy Xue said is true. However, Tianshi Zhang has many disciples, and the one who went into battle is only the youngest. 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 Mr. Yuan said makes sense."
This is the art of impartiality.
Mo Chou and Xu Junling did not express their opinions, but the shock of watching a wonderful fight still remained in their eyes.
As for my inner bias... As a woman, I can't help but feel disappointed when I see Jin Jian fail.
"How is it? Can your determination to cultivate be frustrated?"
In the middle seat, the old eunuch in the dragon robe was still lazily leaning in the solid wood chair, looking calm, but the thing in his hand had already been peeled off, but he did not move for a long time.
The slightly dry skin of the orange segments revealed that this master from the Imperial Palace 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 possesses the best of both worlds."
Eunuch Hai nodded slightly and said with a smile:
"If you could reach the perfection of the Divine Chapter, you could defeat these two, but you can't do that right now."
What this means is that although the "God of War" inheritance is powerful, it is impossible to reach the level of perfection of the God Chapter as soon as it enters the God Chapter.
But he also painted a rosy picture for Zhao Duan, worried that he would see the gap and feel depressed.
Zhao Duan remained silent, but he was not disappointed. If he could threaten the geniuses of two factions just after breaking through, it would be unreasonable.
He thought for a moment and suddenly said:
"If I'm not mistaken, in the previous duel, 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 stand up for justice, so he sneered and shook his head.
“The Six Paths Staff is indeed of a higher grade, but the rules of the battle only limit the number of magical instruments you can bring, not too many, but do not restrict the quality of the instruments.
It was simply because the cultivators themselves were not strong enough and could not control weapons that were much stronger than their own...
Do you think that the little girl Jin Jian suffered a loss because she didn't have a stronger magic weapon to suppress things?
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 young monk Tianhai was able to lift and wield the worldly-level Six Paths Staff, a top-grade weapon. This was his true ability...
You think it's unfair? This is actually quite fair. Boy, since you've embarked on the path of cultivation, don't blame your victory or failure on weapons or other external things. Instead, recognize the shortcomings of your own cultivation...
Just like when you were in the imperial court, you were always so proud that outsiders only thought you were relying on His Majesty's grace, but they never thought about why you were favored while those who envied you were not... It's the same principle."
The old eunuch in the dragon robe spoke from the heart, worried that Zhao Duan's mentality would go astray.
"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 onto the 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 can stop you from carrying the firearms and cannons you've been researching. But the only thing is that when you fire the cannons, people will just stand there like fools."
Zhao Duan pretended not to hear the old eunuch's sarcasm and seemed to be lost in thought.
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"Junior sister!"
At this moment, the stands of the 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, his magic power was depleted and he was temporarily out of strength.
The chubby, somewhat funny face was covered with 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 take it.
The girl, with a delicate, pale face the size of a palm, was radiating spiritual energy. Her complexion was visibly better. She raised her shattered hand from her sleeve, clutching her glasses with cracked lenses, and said distressedly:
"It's broken..."
The anxiously gathered priests: "..."
It's such a long time, and you still care 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 red, and tears welled up.
"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 priests in the Tianshi Mansion were visibly weakened in spirit.
On the other hand, at Shenlong Temple, a group of monks on the stage tried their best to suppress the curled corners of their mouths, 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 for incense.
The white-robed monk representing Abbot Xuanyin smiled brightly. He stood up and took a step, as light as if he were walking on clouds. He arrived at the arena and said with a smile:
"Tianhai..."
However, the young monk who had just won a great victory was too lazy to even look at him.
He sat cross-legged in meditation 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. Fortunately, he was no longer surprised by Tian Hai's temperament.
He immediately laughed and said, "Tian Hai has consumed quite a bit of energy. How about letting him recuperate for a while before accepting the challenge again?"
When Shenlong Temple won a great victory, everyone present knew that this round of Buddhist and Taoist battles had come to an end.
The so-called challenge is nothing more than maintaining traditional rituals.
Naturally no objection.
Even many families of powerful people in the stands had stood up and left their seats first, worried that it would be too crowded after the show.
"Oh, that little monk won."
Among the group of noble ladies, Eugene Hua clutched her handkerchief, looking regretful.
"Women aren't good at fighting, so why don't you send a man? 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 always helps relatives and not others, has a clear position.
"..." Zhao Pan said faintly, "Mom, that fat guy is also Big Brother's friend."
"Ah! Really?" Eugene Hua was surprised and quickly changed her words:
"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 in 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 and has experienced few battles. He is not as good as Tian Hai, who traveled in the human world and was tempered more."
Zhang Yanyi looked calm and said with emotion:
"Your Majesty's words are still so pleasant to the ears. 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 by nature. He is innocent and naive, which is the right way to practice.
It's only natural that he couldn't defeat the belligerent monk Tianhai. Speaking of fighting, only the Heavenly Master's previous disciples excelled at it... Speaking of which, I haven't seen the 'Little Heavenly Master' in years."
Zhang Yanyi was flattered. Having lost the fight, he was inevitably depressed, but he pretended to be carefree. Only then did he smile:
"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's no need to find words 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 in the present, but when viewed on the scale 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, this unworthy descendant of mine has already lost the glory of my ancestors.
There is not even a young person in the palace who can perform on stage.
…
Between the fields.
The noisy discussions lasted for a long time and finally gradually subsided.
Although the battle was over, the people did not disperse because they all knew that there was one last tradition.
“I heard that in previous battles, 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 been coming to the city recently. Perhaps there's a powerful figure hiding in the corner of that huge crowd right now."
Xu Junling talked and laughed.
Mo Chou, who was representing the Empress, said calmly:
"What the princess said is true. However, the highest level of those who can go on the stage cannot be higher than the Divine Chapter, and there are also age restrictions, 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 the stage."
Zhao Duan listened to the conversation between the two and interrupted:
"Even if I'm not strong enough, it's still worth it to become famous or to compete with geniuses from great 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 serious injury."
Zhao Duan looked at him curiously: "What does Xue Shumishi mean by this..."
Xue Shence thought he was just curious and explained casually:
"Once we're on stage, it's more than 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 young, this person 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, when he fought with the Golden Spell Priest, he did not hold back at all...
Among the martial artists below the stage, who wants to go up, don’t you think twice before thinking about whether you will be seriously injured by Tianhai?
Besides, among all the powerful people in the martial arts world, who can be considered a "good guy"?
If I identify Tian Hai as a 'bad guy', I won't hold back at all. I won't kill him, but if I want to become famous or learn from him, 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 Donghai Qingshan were here, he might have come to the 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:
"We ordered his release the day before yesterday, but he refused to come out, claiming his injuries hadn't healed yet. He was probably worried about running into enemies in the city. Although he's obsessed with martial arts, he's 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 here who wants to challenge Shenlongsi Tianhai?"
In an instant.
The noisy scene fell silent, and countless onlookers shut their mouths and looked over expectantly.
There were obviously some martial artists and sorcerers making unusual movements in the crowd, but when they caught sight of the young monk sitting cross-legged in meditation on the stage, they immediately stopped.
Some people tried to go forward but were stopped by their companions and tried to persuade them.
The huge square with tens of thousands of people gathered was unusually quiet. Only the howling autumn wind made the flags of the imperial guards who were maintaining order around flutter.
"Hiss, this time, 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 a sparring match with Chai Keqiao a few days ago and his injuries had not healed yet. Even if he was 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, 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 dense crowd.
Zhao Pan also clenched his fists in anticipation, feeling like 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 final speech, he said with a smile:
"It seems no one wants to take the stage. In that case..."
He was about 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 not wearing an official robe but a short robe, stood up and said with a smile:
"I'll be back soon."
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've just crossed that hurdle..."
Zhao Duan paused, turned his head, and said in the strange eyes of the people around him:
"Father-in-law, you taught me that a warrior must not shy away from or retreat from a challenge, but must face it head-on. I've 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 in the confused gaze of the surrounding Dayu officials.
Below, a guard saw him and saluted solemnly. Then he 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 your head.
Watching the handsome figure walk towards the ring step by step.
In the stands, Princess Xu Junling suddenly stopped, held the hand of her maid Lu Shui, froze, turned around, and looked ahead in surprise.
"Princess?"
The maid turned her head in confusion, and then was also stunned.
Those who stood up and left, including Mo Zhaorong and other high-ranking officials in the court, also turned back in confusion.
Big Ice Tub was stunned.
Yuan Li, the woman in blue, suddenly narrowed her eyes.
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, felt his heart skip 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 walking 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 half of the dried orange in his hand had rolled to the ground!
"Ah! Pan'er, look quickly, who is that coming out? My eyesight is not good, 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, pointed down with one hand, and grabbed her daughter's slender arm with the other hand.
The girl, as beautiful as a lotus in autumn water, completely ignored the pain at this moment. She widened her eyes and stammered:
"It's... Big Brother, it's Big Brother! Why did Big Brother go up there? Could it be that he's representing the court and reading something?"
In the crowd.
"Sir? Why did you get up there?"
The imperial guards of Lihua Hall also noticed this scene, their expressions bewildered.
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.
"What else can be arranged without the court saying anything?"
After swallowing the pill and recovering from his shock, Jin Jian sat down in the chair and raised his head. His eyes were blank behind his glasses.
"Hey, who went up there?"
"Finally, someone challenged me?"
"No, it came from the court officials. 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 appearance.
In full view of the public.
Zhao Duan took the stage alone.
The figure suddenly appeared in the light curtain in the sky.
The gentle monk Bianji narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhao Duan who came on the stage, and asked curiously:
"Master Zhao, is there something wrong?"
Zhao Duan smiled and made a informal Buddhist gesture to this "acquaintance" with one hand.
Then he turned to the center of the arena, where a young monk sat cross-legged with his eyes closed in meditation. His calm voice pierced the entire arena:
"Zhao Duan, the royal family's worshiper, please teach me, Master Tianhai!"
There was a brief silence, and then the whole audience was in an uproar.
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