Duan Yu's Biography of Cultivating Immortals

Chapter 59 Challenge Shaolin
Shao Shi Mountain.

At noon, the sun was hot, and the cicadas on the trees beside the road kept shouting.

A young man in yellow robes came from Shaolin Temple.

He is about twenty years old, with a handsome appearance and a chic demeanor, with a somewhat mature and chic air in his gestures.

A middle-aged monk in front of the steps raised his head with an ordinary appearance, glanced at Duan Yu, and clasped his hands together: "May I ask the donor, what do you do for me?"

Duan Yu stood with his hands behind his back, raised his head and stared at the black plaque of Shaolin Temple, and said calmly: "Enter the temple!"

"Amitabha!"

The middle-aged monk pronounced the Buddha's name, looked Duan Yu up and down, shook his head slightly and said: "Our temple is not open to the public and does not receive foreign guests. It's rude."

Duan Yu ignored him, and said loudly: "The leader of the beggar gang, Duan Yu, is invited to visit Shaolin!"

The sound was like rolling spring thunder, rushing towards the remote and simple Shaolin Temple.

Several monks guarding the mountain were angry.

When he heard the identity of the person, he immediately lost his temper.

Who is the leader of the beggar gang?

The abbot of Shaolin is a big man of the same level!
His personal visit to Shaolin must be a high-standard reception!

One of the monks turned around to report, and the other accompanied Duan Yu politely.

In fact, there is no need to notify, all the eminent monks in Shaolin Temple have already been alarmed.

After a while, the gate of the temple opened wide.

Eighteen yellow-clothed monks stepped lightly and floated out to the two sides of the mountain gate, each standing on a step.

They stood beside them with long sticks in their hands, all of them looked solemn and motionless.

Er, the head monk titheed and said with a cold expression: "Master Duan, please enter the temple!"

Duan Yu frowned.

This Shaolin Temple is not small, it didn't send a high-ranking monk to greet him, but just announced himself to go in.

Dismiss me?
When he came to Shaolin last time, on behalf of the Duan family in Dali, two eminent monks of the Xuan family came out of the mountain gate to greet him in person.

Now he is the crown prince of Dali and the leader of the Beggar Clan.

No matter which identity is used, Shaolin must not be so rude.

That being the case, then don't blame me for being rude.

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, Duan Yu walked in.

There are many monks in the temple, coming and going.

When they saw Duan Yu, they seemed to be shocked, but then they became silent and nodded slightly.

It seems that Shaolin Temple is really not open to the outside world, and few people come in.

The consciousness is released, and the scene within five miles around is clearly presented in the mind.

Duan Yu suddenly frowned.

He discovered that there was an invisible force in Shaolin Temple that was constantly interfering with his spiritual consciousness.

Duan Yu also encountered this situation when he came last time.

At first he thought it was a floor sweeping monk, so he didn't dare to investigate carefully.

Now it seems that is not the case.

Duan Yu is already in the foundation building stage, and he is no longer as timid as before.

Spiritual consciousness scattered in all directions, covering the entire Shaolin Temple.

There is a man in the Sutra Pavilion who is full of energy, and his spiritual power far exceeds that of ordinary people. He is an old monk who has fallen into disgrace.

Judging from the strength of his spiritual consciousness, the sweeping monk's cultivation level is at least half-step to the foundation.

Of course, the sweeping monk is a Buddhist practitioner, and his spiritual consciousness is restrained, retracted to himself, and attached to his body.

Even though he discovered Duan Yu's spiritual visit last time, he acted as if nothing had happened and did not investigate Duan Yu in the opposite direction.

Taoism refines qi, and Buddhism refines spirit.

Taoism often builds a foundation, which hinders countless people who want to be Taoist.

In the world of low martial arts, you don't have a system, how can you cultivate a hammer fairy?

Xiaoyaozi, the founder of the Xiaoyao sect, cultivated immortality because he picked up an immortality cultivation technique and a spiritual spring in the Eternal Spring Valley.

Compared with Taoism, Buddhist practice is more difficult.

For thousands of years, no one has achieved great success.

Duan Yu vaguely guessed that the power of Shaolin Temple to affect his spiritual consciousness should be the relic.

And it is the Buddha bone relic of eminent monks and great virtues.

Those eminent monks and virtuous men with profound cultivation will have some things that cannot be burned after their death. They are the condensed things of essence and spirit, which are called relics.

In deep thought, Duan Yu walked into the main hall.

What you can see is a huge golden Buddha statue.

A solemn demeanor rushed over, making the entire hall extremely heavy and solemn.

In front of the golden Buddha statue, six old monks wearing yellow cassocks stood.

Their faces were solemn and their eyes were fixed on Duan Yu.

"Amitabha!"

The six divine monks of the Xuan family proclaimed the Buddha's chant at the same time, resounding like a bell.

In an instant, the hall buzzed like a bronze bell, which was shocking.

Each Buddhist name of the six eminent monks contains profound inner strength, and when they gather together, they are raging in the hall like a raging wolf.

The sound lingered endlessly, echoing in the hall, making the windows tremble and about to fall.

It's another attack on Mawei.

If it is an ordinary martial arts master, he will definitely feel dizzy and dizzy during the sound of the Buddha's name, and those with weak internal strength will even bleed from the seven orifices.

Duan Yu's expression remained unchanged, he stood with his hands behind his back, his yellow robe fluttering, making him even more heroic and extraordinary.

He had already established a foundation and his cultivation was several times higher than before. Xiaodao just smiled indifferently.

Now that he has come, no matter whether the opponent chooses to fight alone or in a group, he will deal with it on his own.

Until the opponent is defeated!

"Master Duan!"

The tall and round old monk is wearing a purple gold cassock and holding a Zen stick in his hand, with a solemn treasure appearance.

It was Xuanci, the abbot of Shaolin Temple.

"Amitabha, I am being polite!"

Abbot Xuanci came to Duan Yu, titheed him, and recited the Buddha's name.

The five old monks with gray beards behind him all have their hands clasped together, their heads slightly lowered, their eyes slightly closed, and their treasures are solemn.

Seeing this scene, Duan Yu smiled slightly: "Master Xuanci is polite. Duan came to Shaolin at the invitation of your temple. I wonder if you have any advice from the masters?"

It is said that it is an appointment, but in fact everyone understands.

Xuanji, the leader of the Discipline Academy, was the first to speak: "May I ask Master Duan, have you ever practiced my unique Shaolin skills?"

Duan Yu nodded: "Things that can be understood at a glance are not considered practice, why does Master Xuan Ji ask why he knows it?"

One of the old monks frowned, his eyes flickered, and he said loudly: "According to Shaolin rules, Shaolin's secret knowledge cannot be passed on to others at will..."

There are too many old monks, Duan Yu has only met three of them, and he is too lazy to inquire about the old monk's Dharma name.

He looked at Master Xuanci, and asked with a smile: "Then how does Shaolin want to deal with Duan?"

He had a strange smile, which seemed to be ironic.

Master Xuanci slowly spoke: "Donor Duan, do you want to pass on Shaolin's unique skills to others?"

"No." Duan Yu shook his head.

He has not passed it on to others at present, but it does not mean that he will not in the future.

"Amitabha, good is good!"

Master Xuanci clasped his hands together and gave a tithe, sighing quietly: "Shaolin's unique learning is rumored, my temple has lost all face, monks and monks refrain from greed, hatred and ignorance, but they are ashamed of Shaolin ancestors and have no face to face the Buddha."

Duan Yu said with a smile: "Master is persistent. There is always a mountain as high as a mountain. Shaolin Temple has infinite masters, deep and difficult to reach. There are inevitably stronger masters outside the temple, and stronger martial arts. Why should the master be so hard on himself?!"

Master Xuanci smiled slowly: "Benefactor Duan's words are justified. There are people beyond the mountains and heavens beyond the sky. Shaolin is by no means number one in the world."

Seeing that he was rambling in a roundabout way, Duan Yu said calmly: "Master, if you have something to say, you might as well say it directly. We have important matters to deal with in the lower gang, so it is inconvenient to stay for a long time."

He was very polite to Shaolin originally.

However, Shaolin thought highly of himself and took the initiative to find trouble.

At this time, he put on a questioning attitude again, aggressive.

Duan Yu naturally wouldn't give them a good look.

"Benefactor Duan, you let my abbot senior brother suffer great injustice with just one word of mouth, what is your intention?"

The old monk behind Xuanci said in a deep voice, his voice contained extremely deep internal energy, like a bronze bell, echoing endlessly in Duan Yu's ears.

Duan Yu took a look at the old monk, and said calmly: "Why, Abbot Xuanci doesn't admit that he is the leader?"

"Master Duan, you have to think about it! There are some things that you can't say nonsense!"

The old monk Shuang's eyebrows moved, and his eyes froze under his eyebrows, stabbing like two real swords.

Duan Yu suddenly laughed: "Master, you are also a monk, so you are not afraid of being blamed by the Buddha?"

"How much do you know, Donor Duan? And how do you know it?" The old monk raised his eyebrows.

Duan Yu said with a smile: "I know quite a lot. Apart from knowing about the elder brother who took the lead, I also heard a little story that a monk in Shaolin Temple had an affair with a woman and gave birth to a child."

Hearing this, the complexions of all the eminent monks present changed at the same time, their eyes widened, and their eyes were as bright as torches.

They stared at Duan Yu closely, and countless monks' robes were floating in the air, without any wind.

"nonsense!"

"Simply presumptuous!"

The group of monks scolded like thunder.

If this kind of thing spreads out, will the monk still be considered a monk?

Wouldn’t Shaolin be laughed to death by fellow martial artists?

The seriousness of this matter is much more serious than stealing Shaolin stunts!

Duan Yu looked at Abbot Xuanci, he was the one involved in this matter, and the other old monks were kept in the dark, so he was furious.

Abbot Xuanci narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes were clear, and he asked slowly: "May I ask how Master Duan knew about this?"

As expected of the abbot!

Xuanci's cultivation of Buddhism is profound, and he is able to adjust his state of mind freely, unlike ordinary people who express their emotions and emotions.

Even if someone punctures the biggest secret, he can face it calmly.

Duan Yu smiled and said: "To be honest, Duan saw this matter on TV."

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Xuanci was taken aback for a moment, then smiled slightly: "Master Duan doesn't want to say it, I won't make things difficult for me."

After a pause, Xuanci said again: "I heard that Benefactor Duan's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms have been practiced to perfection, I want to see the elegance of the Dragon Subduing Palms, may I?"

The old monk is determined to touch it!

Duan Yu raised his eyebrows, glanced at the Shaolin monks, and laughed: "Duan wants to learn Shaolin 72 stunts!"

"Brother abbot, let me learn from Master Duan's brilliant trick!"

There was only one person standing behind Xuan Ci, but it was Master Xuan Sheng.

Master Xuansheng is tall and tall. Among the eminent monks of the Xuan family in Shaolin, although his martial arts is only average, he is extremely fierce and warlike, and his disposition is not at all like that of an eminent eminent monk.

Master Xuanci turned to look at him, and shook his head slightly: "Junior Brother Xuansheng, tell me to come!"

In Juxian Village, even Xuannan, the first member of Dharma Academy, was defeated by Duan Yu, let alone Xuansheng.

Doing it with him is tantamount to bringing shame on oneself, it is better to hide clumsiness.

For Shaolin's reputation, Xuanci had no choice but to do it himself!

Master Xuan Sheng nodded: "Yes, Brother Abbot."

Back off after speaking.

Abbot Xuanci took a step forward, proclaimed the Buddha's name, and said slowly: "I will teach Master Duan's brilliant move!"

"Abbot Xuanci, please!"

Duan Yu stood quietly, as if standing still in the distance, with an air of magnanimity.

"Master Duan, please!"

Abbot Xuanci swayed and quickly came to Duan Yu, pressing out with a fierce palm.

A gust of air flowed from the wide palm, like the undercurrent of sea water, surging and surging.

"Great Vajra Palm?"

With his clothes fluttering, Duan Yu took a light step and escaped two meters away.

"It's the Great Vajra Palm, I hope Master Duan will appreciate it!"

Abbot Xuanci shouted in a deep voice, his move changed suddenly, it became extremely fast, the move was life-threatening, and the palm shadows all over the sky enveloped Duan Yu.

Abbot Xuanci is proficient in the five unique Shaolin skills, especially the Great Vajra Palm.

Therefore, he is known as the martial arts genius who emerges once in a hundred years in Shaolin.

"That Duan will take over!"

Duan Yu chuckled, and thrust out the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

"Howl!" There was a strange sound, like a giant dragon roaring in the clouds in the sky, with astonishing momentum.

The Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms turned into reality, and their power was fully demonstrated!

"Bang!" The two palms met and there was a muffled sound.

The surrounding air seemed to be distorted, a layer of faint ripples appeared, and the scenery was distorted.

As if hit by a heavy object, Abbot Xuanci's figure quickly retreated.

His legs formed a lunge, and his feet stuck to the ground, trying his best to block his retreat. The two marks under his feet were clearly visible.

The shoe almost broke.

It wasn't until he was three feet away that Abbot Xuanci's body hit the golden Buddha statue and he stopped.

With a "boom", his body sank and he fell, his feet sinking three inches deep into the stone slab.

"Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, really domineering!"

Abbot Xuanci nodded slowly, his face was flushed, and his body was on the verge of falling.

I felt a violent force pouring into my body, my internal organs seemed to move, I felt indescribable discomfort, and I wanted to vomit blood.

Fortunately, his internal strength is deep, and he tried his best to calm down, and he stabilized his body just now.

"Abbot Xuanci, offended!" Duan Yu smiled.

He was worried that killing Abbot Xuanci would affect the subsequent martial arts conference, so he only used [-]% of his strength.

Duan Yu looked at the six old monks with a smile: "It's still the same sentence, Duan has learned a few Shaolin skills, I don't know how Master Xuanci will deal with it?"

Didn't you let me go to Shaolin to explain?
Now that you have come and admitted it, what can you do?

Facing his aggressive posture, the six eminent monks looked extremely ugly.

After a moment, Abbot Xuanci titheed and said slowly: "Master Duan Shi has mastered many unique skills, which shows that he is destined to Shaolin. God's will is elusive and cannot be guessed by mere mortals like us!"

Duan Yu smiled: "Master's witty words!"

Winning is fate.

To lose is to steal.

How to define, everything speaks by strength.

Abbot Xuanci turned around and looked at the monks, and said solemnly: "Donor Duan is destined to Shaolin, so there is no need to pursue the matter of martial arts too seriously!"

The old monks looked at each other, and said in unison, "Yes, Brother Abbot!"

"Since that's the case, that Duan is leaving." Duan Yu looked relaxed, and was about to go out of the hall with his hands behind his back.

"Wait a moment!"

Master Xuansheng said harshly: "Brother Abbot, this person speaks very well. Although he said that the monks are neither angry nor angry, they don't allow us to slander us Shaolin like this!"

What he was talking about was Duan Yu's slander that someone in Shaolin Temple committed adultery with a woman and gave birth to a child.

Abbot Xuanci felt dizzy for a while and thought to himself, I just overturned this matter, why are you bringing it up again?
Junior brother, you want to force senior brother to death!
Abbot Xuanci shook his head and said kindly: "Junior Brother Xuansheng, everything between us in Shaolin and the Beggar Clan is a misunderstanding. Please step back!"

"Brother Abbot, I request to challenge Master Duan!"

Xuan Sheng walked up to Abbot Xuan Ci in three steps, paid a tithe, and said loudly.

The Shaolin stunts he practices are "Great Vajra Palm" and "Prajna Palm", and he has practiced them for 40 years. He thinks he is very powerful.

Abbot Xuanci frowned, raised his head, opened his eyes, and shook his head: "Junior Brother Xuansheng, don't make mistakes, step back!"

Master Xuansheng didn't think so, insisted: "No way! How dare he come to our temple to act presumptuously, if he doesn't give a good lesson, wouldn't it make the world look down on our Shaolin Temple?!"

"Ah...you!" Xuanci sighed softly.

Xuan Sheng is the junior brother whom he grew up with, he has always had a wild temper, if he doesn't agree to him today, I'm afraid there will be bigger troubles.

Finally, Xuanci nodded slowly and said: "Junior Brother Xuansheng, you and Master Duan should compete with each other in two moves. Don't show off."

When Xuan Sheng heard this, he immediately beamed with joy and nodded his head hastily.

Duan Yu was not happy.

The heart said that you can fight if you want?

Moreover, he seriously suspected that Shaolin could not afford to lose, felt unable to step down, and wanted to find fault.

Seeing their pretentiousness, Duan Yu laughed loudly, and said proudly: "There is no need to bother each of them, you six go together, I'm in a hurry!"

"Insanity!"

All the monks drank together and could no longer remain calm.

(End of this chapter)