The Heavenly Dragon Temple was also the royal temple of the Dali Duan Clan in this Wuxia Chaotic World. In the north of Yue Feng in Diancang Mountain outside Dali City, the official name of the temple was Chongsheng Temple, but the people were used to calling it Tianlong Temple. Carrying Cangshan Mountain on his back and facing Ershui River, he was extremely beautiful.
The temple has three pagodas, the largest of which is more than 200 feet high and has 16 levels. The temple has three pavilions, seven floors, nine halls and 100 buildings. It is large in scale and exquisitely built. Even the famous mountains and temples in the Central Plains such as Wutai, Putuo, Jiuhua and Emei are few in comparison.
In reality, the real monastery was divided into two. The front was the Heavenly Dragon Temple, and the back was the Chongsheng Temple. That place was actually a forbidden area.
After all, this was the royal monastery of Dali's Duan family. The previous emperors of Dali would abdicate here. Even if they converted to Buddhism, this was still the pillar of Dali's political power. How could they allow people of all walks of life to enter and leave as they pleased? Moreover, after every emperor became a monk, his descendants would come to the temple to worship on his birthday. Every time they worshipped, they had to offer sacrifices and renovations. Pedestrians would avoid them.
Jiang Nan had been recuperating in a corner of the Heavenly Dragon Temple for the past day.
Most of his injuries were external. The most serious ones were the sword wound three inches deep in his waist and his broken leg. If it were anyone else, even if they managed to survive, they would be permanently disabled.
There was a monk in the temple who knew a little about the art of Qihuang. The monk was merciful and gave him a prescription after checking his injuries. Due to Zhou Zhiruo's presence, this seventeen-year-old novice monk was a little too 'merciful.' When he left, he was reluctant to leave and could not help but turn his head back three times with every step he took.
Not to mention this little monk, the other escapees in the temple were still fine when they saw Zhou Zhiruo's appearance from afar. Some of them acted like buzzing flies, finding all sorts of reasons to strike up a conversation with her. It was really annoying. In the end, Jiang Nan got Zhou Zhiruo to find a scarf to cover her face, and it was much quieter.
femme fatale.
Jiang Nan couldn't help but sigh. If Zhou Zhiruo, who was born with such a disastrous life, didn't have the protection of a powerful faction, she would only be the one to bring disaster upon herself. Thinking about the possible scenes of humiliation that might happen when Zhou Zhiruo was in trouble, Jiang Nan couldn't help but shudder.?
No, he had to become stronger as soon as possible and try to drink Junior Sister Zhou's soup.
Jiang Nan, who had made such a great wish, focused on feeling the recovery of his injuries.
The medicine that the little monk had given him was far inferior to the Chaotic Nourishment in his body. This Chaotic Nourishment warm current came from the System and was very magical. Not only could it heal wounds and connect broken bones, but it also gave Jiang Nan a feeling of being reborn and cleansing his marrow.
The only pity was that this chaotic warm current was too thin. He did not know how to strengthen it.
Jiang Nan estimated at this speed and frowned. It would take at least ten days to half a month for his injuries to recover.
What should he do?
Junior Sister Zhou could not wait for him for so long.
At night, after eating the vegetarian noodles sent by the novice monk in the temple, Jiang Nan called Zhou Zhiruo over and said,""Junior Sister, come here. Senior Brother has something to say to you.”
This corner was a little remote, and there was only a little bit of the afterglow of the moon. Zhou Zhiruo was originally sitting quietly at the side. When she heard Jiang Nan calling her, she asked curiously,""Senior Brother, what do you want to say?"
"Junior Sister, come closer and lean in.”
"Senior Brother…"
Zhou Zhiruo placed her ear in front of Jiang Nan. The distance was obviously too close, and Zhou Zhiruo couldn't help but hesitate. However, when she saw Jiang Nan's serious expression, she hesitated for a moment before placing her ear in front of Jiang Nan. Who knew that Jiang Nan would say this first," Junior Sister, I want to teach you two martial arts, one middle-grade and one low-grade…"
Zhou Zhiruo was stunned when she heard that. She didn't wait for Jiang Nan to finish speaking and moved her ears away. She stomped her feet and said,"Senior brother, it's already this time, and you still have the mood to use junior sister to cause trouble.”
He definitely didn't believe Jiang Nan, and Jiang Nan naturally knew that with his current status, it would be ridiculous to say such a thing.
One had to know that the Longhu Sect that the senior and junior siblings belonged to had already passed down the ungraded Taiji technique. If Jiang Nan could casually teach Zhou Zhiruo two ultimate cultivation techniques, would he still be Jiang Nan?
"Junior Sister, I won't hide it from you. Senior Brother also finds this matter inconceivable.”
Jiang Nan looked up at the moon with a confused expression. Although he had never studied acting, many film and television actors had taught him how to act simply.
"Last night, when I was seriously injured and almost died under the bodhi tree, a god pulled me back from the gates of hell. That god entered my dream and taught me many cultivation techniques. Now, I only remember these two techniques in a daze.”
Although Jiang Nan's performance was not worthy of the Oscars, it was barely enough to compete for the best newcomer in the country.
Especially in this situation, this expression, this tone, this body…
In this era, Buddhism was worshiped, and the theory of ghosts and gods was extremely popular among the people. Even the Confucians tacitly acknowledged the existence of ghosts and gods by saying that Zi Buyu used the power of ghosts to confuse the gods, thus keeping a respectful distance from them. Meanwhile, the people were in fear and trepidation, worshipping the gods and offering sacrifices to the ghosts.
In short, no one in this era would joke about ghosts and gods.
Zhou Zhiruo's eyes widened in shock."Senior Brother, is what you said true?"
Jiang Nan didn't expect Zhou Zhiruo to be so easy to fool. Her expression clearly showed that she believed most of it. Hence, she put on another act and said,"Junior Sister, how could Senior Brother joke about a god? This would be blasphemous to the gods…"
The heavens took pity on her. Zhou Zhiruo's intelligence wasn't that low. She could scheme against many people. How could Sect Leader Zhou, who took away the Heaven Sword and Dragon Sabre in the end, have a low intelligence? Unfortunately, she was restricted by the limitations of the times and was fooled by Jiangnan in a few moves.
Even though the corner was remote, there were other people several feet away. Jiang Nan got Zhou Zhiruo to continue whispering into her ear. She first taught Dao Baifeng the Flying Phoenix Whip's incantation in detail, then taught her the unique footwork of the Duan Clan of Dali, the South Sky Footwork.
Zhou Zhiruo didn't know how to ignore Jiang Nan's words. She could only remember a small portion of what Jiang Nan said.
It was only this small portion that made Zhou Zhiruo's last bit of suspicion disappear.
She wasn't a new junior brother. She had been practicing the ungraded Taiji technique of her sect with Immortal Sun for years, so she only had a limited understanding of the world of martial arts.
Zhou Zhiruo only needed to compare Flying Phoenix Whip and South Sky Footwork with her sect's inherited cultivation technique to understand that these two cultivation techniques were many times better than her sect's inherited cultivation technique.
"Heavens, Senior Brother, this is the spirit of the heavens, allowing a god to enter your dream and impart such a profound cultivation technique to you. We can definitely take revenge for our sect's revenge.”
At this moment, Zhou Zhiruo wasn't as scheming as she was in the later stages of the Heaven Sword and Dragon Sabre. She was actually so happy that she cried as she spoke.
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