Jackie Chan's Adventures House Master Daolong

Chapter 200 The Decay of Lode Temple
Looking at the two people who were gradually arguing, Luo Qing thought for a while and then interjected: "Father, Master Xingzhong, I have a deal with Shaolin, do you want to think about it?"

The old man and the crowd all paused and turned their heads to stare at him.

The practitioners directly changed from arguing to solemn and solemn: "Amitabha, Lord Luo, please speak."

The old man glanced at this guy a little speechless, turned around and grabbed Chen Long, and walked towards the dining table, murmuring, not knowing what he was talking about.

The crowd looked over there once or twice, and turned their heads frequently, as if they were afraid that Chen Long would run away, but they didn't dare to chase out because of the big evil spirit in front of them.

Luo Qing smiled, ignoring the anxiety of Guan Xingzhong, and asked gently: "Master, I won't talk nonsense, I have a martial arts inheritance from the age of gods and demons here, and I want to exchange inheritance with Shaolin."

The crowd paused, turned their heads and stared at Luo Qing, and immediately threw Chen Long out of their minds, and said excitedly: "The age of gods and demons? Really? To what extent?"

Although Shaolin's family is not the only one practicing martial arts in Blue Star, these martial arts are indeed explored by later generations on their own. Without him, martial arts want to break through to legend requires martial arts heart + absolute talent.

These two points have been brushed off by most people. After all, the lifespan of Budaojia is not exaggerated by magic power. If the body cannot reach the realm of martial artist or magister before the body ages, then the lifespan of the warrior will not be increased much at all.

At most, the human race's limit is 150 years old. In addition, martial arts requires strong energy and blood, but aging will weaken energy, which is much more difficult than magic.

As for a mage, starting from an archmage, the lifespan of the body will be nurtured by magic power, gradually surpassing the limit of the human race, and starting to move towards longevity. The general lifespan of an archmage can reach more than two hundred years, and the limit life span is almost three hundred years old.

All this shows that the world favors mages, and it is also the reason why mage inheritances survive more than martial arts inheritances.

Martial arts are too difficult. A mage without talent can become an apprentice, even formally, but without talent in martial arts, it is really a three-legged kung fu for a lifetime, and it is difficult for an apprentice.

Of course, those who have the conditions to take drugs are another matter. After all, with Luo Qing's current level of alchemy, it is really not difficult to change a person's aptitude.

Luo Qing thought for a while and replied: "Warrior master, no one is taller."

The eyes of the crowd brightened, and the whole old face was excited. He even ignored Luo Qing's identity as an evil spirit, grabbed Luo Qing's hand, and said excitedly: "Amitabha, the benefactor is great, the gate of Shaolin Temple will always be open to you, when will the exchange be?"

Luo Qing unconsciously struggled twice, but he didn't break free. Looking at the bursts of golden light emanating from the old monk's body, he reluctantly used the power of the evil spirit.

His hands blurred, he pulled out his pinched and whitish hand, and his tone was still easy-going: "Don't worry about it, I will go to Shaolin in a few days, I remember you have a crystal-shaped magic item, it seems very good."

The crowd paused, the enthusiasm on their faces faded a little, and they said with some embarrassment: "That is the treasure of Shaolin [Ananda's rosary], which was made with great difficulty by our ancestors, and will not be handed over to outsiders."

Luo Qing said with a smile: "I have a potion here, called Life Potion, which can increase a person's lifespan by 50 years. I think the master may need it?"

The crowd paused for a moment in embarrassment, but still shook their heads: "You know, Shaolin will not trade the merits of its predecessors for its own future, needless to say, the benefactor."

Luo Qing stretched out two fingers and said with a light smile, "Two bottles."

"Amitabha, Dependent origin, continuation, extinction, continuation and end, flowers blossom and fall, flowers return to the dust, the Buddha taught the law of karma, this thing is indeed destined to be with the donor, and poor monks can't stop it." The face of the group appeared solemn, and said in a solemn tone.

"I just like to cooperate with a master monk like you." Luo Qing smiled: "It's a pleasant cooperation."

There were kind smiles on the faces of all the practitioners: "Shaolin is waiting for you."

As he spoke, he glanced at the muttering uncles and nephews over there, hesitating a little.

In his eyes, Chen Long really had super talent in martial arts, it would be a pity not to invite this young man to learn martial arts.

But he also knew that his father would not let Chen Long enter Shaolin, it was very difficult.

Luo Qing noticed his expression, smiled and said, "Uncle Long won't be a monk with you."

The crowd nodded: "I know, it's just such a good talent."

"I think you have a pretty good relationship with Dad. Why do you insist on accepting apprentices? If I have the chance, I will also teach martial arts to Uncle Long." Luo Qing saw Xiaoyu yawning and walked over with a smile.

Only one sentence remained: "Master, you must know that I don't really care about your so-called Anan rosary and Shaolin cheats."

The crowd was stunned, a trace of bewilderment appeared on the old face, and he looked thoughtfully at the young man's back.

No. Do you care?Then why. That is a very important inheritance.
Looking at the scene of a happy family in front of him, the middle-aged and stubborn old man who bowed his head after being preached to, the well-behaved fat apprentice, and the pair of boys and girls were a little dazed.

The law should not be passed on lightly. In fact, apart from the interests of the sect, the fear is that it will be passed on to people with unrighteous intentions, which will eventually cause catastrophe.

But at this time, the crowd thought of the monsters that have exploded more and more frequently recently. Just yesterday, demons appeared in Fengdu, Desert, and Monkey Valley.
"It's impossible for Chen Long to go to Shaolin with you, you should give up your mind." The father's voice came, pulling everyone back to their thoughts.

He looked at his father's awkward expression and smiled. He quickly approached and said with a smile: "The poor monk said that children have their own way to go, and elders can't decide other people's lives according to their own preferences. Old haha, you are making a fool of yourself."

"Oh~" The old man's face became angry, and he was ready to fight this thick-skinned monk immediately.

But the crowd completely ignored the old man's anger, looked at Chen Long, took out an old book from his bosom with a solemn face and said, "Nephew Chen Long, this is the Yi Jin Jing, you should learn it first, as long as the nephew wants, you can enter my Shaolin at any time."

"Um, sorry master, I."

Snapped!Aww~
Before Chen Long could refuse, he was interrupted by his father's two-finger meditation. He snatched the books in the hands of Xingzhong, and said, "Chen Long, why don't you thank Master Xingzhong?"

Chen Long covered his forehead, a little dazed: "But Dad, I don't want to be."

Snapped!Aww~
"No one asked you to become a monk. This is his gift to you as a junior. Just keep it." The old man said and stuffed the books into Chen Long's arms, not giving him a chance to refuse.

Although I don't know why this stingy and cheeky monk suddenly became generous, but this does not prevent the old man from thinking that this is a good thing.

"Um, thank you Master Xingzhong." Chen Long covered his head in a daze, don't you need to be a monk?

"Old monk, since the Yi Jin Jing has been given away, don't hide any 72 unique skills. Learning martial arts requires both internal and external training." The old man kindly poured a pot of tea for the disciples, and did not see the anger that was still there just now.

The corners of the crowd's mouths twitched slightly, and they said he was shameless, so you old Haha didn't give in too much, did you?
Just as the crowd wanted to say something, the old man put two pieces of bread next to his tea, and added seemingly casually: "Oh, by the way, this is Tru, my apprentice, and this is Xiaoyu, my grandniece. As an elder, you can't just give it to Chen Long, can you?"

Xiaoyu and Tru stood up straight and smiled obediently at the crowd.

Walkers: .
Sure enough, it shouldn't have started.

There was a moment of silence, and the smiles on the faces of the crowd said with some difficulty: "Old haha, do you think I can hide 72 books on me?"

The old man nodded with a smile, and said very gently: "Xiaoyu, Tolu, Chen Long, thank you Master Xingzhong, let's go to Shaolin after we go to Luode Temple, he has already agreed."

Xiaoyu bowed decisively: "Thank you, master."

But Tru and Chen Long are a little embarrassed, always feel that they are cheating others.

But under the eyes of the old man, he still saluted: "Thank you, Master Xingzhong."

Practitioners: If you give something, you will be a master; if you don’t give something, you will be an old monk.
The smile on his face disappeared, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Old haha, you are really shameless."

"You have to learn good qualities. Dad suddenly saw a lot of bright spots in you." Dad took a sip of tea comfortably and praised with a smile.

The crowd took a deep breath, managed to maintain their majesty, got up and gave Luo Qing a little Buddha ceremony, then turned around and walked to his small wooden boat, he was afraid that he could not help but quarrel again if he stayed longer.

The old man took a sip of tea in a good mood, and said slowly: "There is one more thing, Chen Long has the foundation, but lacks the spirit of martial arts, you should also prepare for the big and small red pills."

The walkers paused, and then walked even faster, he shouldn't have said this, he would have known that he had left the Yi Jin Jing and ran away, and now he is at a big loss.

"there's one more thing"

boom!
The moment the old man's words appeared again, golden light erupted from all walkers, holding the boat with one hand, and walking directly on the water, almost in the blink of an eye, all they could see was a piece of golden light moving away rapidly.

After a pause, the old man paused with some unfulfilled intentions. He thought for a while, then picked up a sandwich with some satisfaction and took a bite.

"Oh~ why is the sandwich made of ham, and Dad's edamame sandwich?" Dad said dissatisfied.

A soldier standing straight in the distance was pulled out of the shock by his father's voice. He responded, turned around and ran to the cabin decisively.

No wonder the order above is to obey the words of these people, it turns out.
"Uh, does this count as robbery?" Xiaoyu asked Luo Qing in a low voice, seeing her father's complacent look.

"Not counting." Luo Qing shook his head lightly, recalling something.

That so-called Anan rosary should be the gem that the three demon dragons grabbed when they came out, and it has the function of being able to turn into a cannon and a hammer.

This thing actually looks quite powerful, but from Luo Qing's current perspective, it's not a very good thing.

The reason why Luo Qing wanted this thing was very simple.

That thing looks a bit like a product of alchemy, and it is very likely that it was not made by the monk named Anan, but more like something left by the goblins.

In the ancient times of this world, there were many clans and planes everywhere, and it was a very glorious world.

And the goblin can leave Blue Star and almost become the final winner, and his alchemy level at that time will definitely not be bad.

Maybe it can make up for his lack of alchemy.

"Isn't that considered robbery?" Xiaoyu was shocked: "It's obvious that the monk is very unwilling."

Luo Qing responded with a smile: "If he doesn't want to, he can refuse."

"It's really complicated." Xiaoyu commented, but she quickly asked enthusiastically: "Does Shaolin really have Tathagata Palm? Can I learn it?"

Luo Qing:.
The cruise ship travels all the way, and the pure waterway from Fengdu to Huashan is impassable, so when the waterway is over, the journey is almost over.

The old man stood on the shore and murmured with some emotion: "It's almost there."

As he spoke, he waved his hand, opened a green portal in the eyes of other people who didn't know why, and walked inside: "All follow."

Luo Qing and Chen Long looked at each other, and followed their father inside.

The scene in front of them was changing rapidly. When it stabilized, a scene of beautiful mountains and rivers and celestial beings appeared in front of their eyes. Right in front of them was a vermilion gate. It seemed to have a very long history. It could feel the thickness from above, but it did not feel corrupt.

Behind them is a very long staircase, and the slightest mist is looming, blocking part of the line of sight, making the staircase look as if it has no end, which is a bit shocking.

The old man frowned, and there was a trace of disappointment in his eyes. His powerful aura was slowly revealed, covering the entire Huashan Mountain.

In an instant, the vermilion gate opened, and a strong aura burst out from the Luode Temple, approaching rapidly.

"Old haha, you're finally here. The Luode Temple is really full of splendor."

An old voice sounded, and a fat man with white brows and bald head, wearing a yellow and red robe flew over from the sky.

Beside him, a tall and thin old man in a white robe and a white high hat followed closely with a kind face, not weaker than the senior mage in front, obviously this was the holy master of Lord Monastery.

The old man glanced at the saint teacher indifferently, and said a little coldly: "Let's visit, after the visit, the old man will leave."

As he spoke, he didn't wait for the abbot and the holy master to entertain him, he took Xiaoyu's hand and walked slowly inside.

The abbot paused, his smiling face froze for a moment, but he quickly recovered and quickly followed his father's footsteps, whispering:
"Old haha, I investigated. That prophecy came from the previous Saint Master, and has nothing to do with the current Saint Master. Only when someone found that prophecy while flipping through the book, they would regard it as the work of the current Saint Master."

The old man ignored it, and walked silently with the somewhat silent Xiaoyu.

hum~
At this moment, a powerful aura of justice erupted violently, the old man and the abbot stopped, and turned their heads to look.

The entire Luode Temple seemed to be shrouded in righteousness, blocking a boy in black at the door, as if trying to keep him out.

Luo Qing noticed the look in his father's eyes and smiled gently.

A trace of black clouds in the sky began to gather, turning the already dark dusk into night.

Luo Qing ignored the surprise and fear of the master and abbot, and slowly stepped into the gate of Luode Temple.

roar~
A roar that sounded like an evil ghost from the abyss suddenly exploded, and the scarlet eyes looming behind Luo Qing directly defeated the protective magic of Luode Temple, causing the righteousness that enveloped the whole temple to collapse.

Luo Qing came to Dad's side gently, and smiled apologetically at the abbot and the saint teacher: "Sorry, I lost my strength for a while, if necessary, I can help you re-arrange the protective magic."

The voice fell, and the scene was a little awkward for a while.

The surrounding monks rushed over from various places, and they all looked at Luo Qing with fearful eyes. The evil spirit aura just now made them feel uneasy.

"Haha, heroes come out of youth, the good and evil of power has never been the basis for judging good or bad, we were negligent." The abbot laughed dryly, trying not to make the atmosphere so awkward.

The old man still didn't speak, he just had a sullen face, and walked further into the Lode Temple again.

If the rumor spread to the whole temple and no one stopped it, it was enough to explain a lot of things.

If you don't have that kind of thought, why don't you stop the rumors?Why do you have to talk about awakening when you go out to find a saint?
Dad never underestimated the greed of the human race. This greed can make the human race surpass all other races, and it can also allow the human race to fight against the entire Blue Star alone. That is the power of a saint.

Whether it's Lopez's awakening, or someone coveting the power of the Saint Seiya.

This is something that Dad can't bear, because the current holder of the blood of the saint is Xiaoyu.

It is because of decades of friendship that he can bear it and not turn his face.

Otherwise, why did he go to Fengdu first?And then waste the day on a boat trip?
If you come this time and see a damaged Lode Temple and see the holy master being liquidated, then everything is easy to say, but
The abbot looked at his father's back in embarrassment, sighed and followed, explaining something in a low voice.

Chen Long and Tru followed silently, not disturbing the old man's judgment.

Luo Qing walked at the end, looked at the holy master who was about to chase the abbot with a smile and said, "Holy master, can we talk?"

The holy master turned his head, fear flashed in his eyes, but there was a gentle smile on his face: "Of course, what my little friend wants to talk about, I should know everything, and I can talk endlessly."

Luo Qing strolled, looked at some exquisite pavilions in Luode Temple, and said casually: "For example, when did Luode Temple start to be dirty?"

The saint paused and frowned, but under the strength of Luo Qing's ability to directly break through the defense of their base camp just now, he finally swallowed his anger and asked a little bluntly, "What do you mean?"

Luo Qing didn't look at him, and followed his father's footsteps neither far nor near, and said gently: "Take back your little thoughts, my father talks about friendship and morality, but I don't talk about it. If you dare to do anything, I will dare to destroy your whole family."

In the front, Xiaoyu looked around and finally turned her head to meet Luo Qing's gaze. There was nothing in love in her, and it was obvious that she didn't like this place.

"If you can make it so that the saints don't even like it here, isn't your mind obvious?"

Luo Qing quickened his pace, and when he was about to surpass the Saint Master, he still had a gentle smile on his face: "If you don't believe me, you can try."

The holy master stopped in his tracks, his eyes were flickering, in which emotions such as anger, doubt, unwillingness and so on were intertwined.

Finally, looking at Luo Qing's back, he turned around and left silently.

"Do you know that holy master?" Chen Long turned his head and watched the holy master go away, and asked Luo Qing who was walking beside him in a low voice.

"I don't know each other, but I can be sure that our journey will go smoothly this time." Luo Qing replied with a smile.

"As long as there is no trouble from the Holy Master, everything will go well. It's just that Dad's mood is not right." Chen Long sighed, thinking that Dad might be really old and sentimental all day long, but he still has the strength to beat people.

Luo Qing didn't speak, but walked a little closer silently, only two feet behind Dad and Xiaoyu, because he felt some special fluctuations, and if something went wrong.
Dad seemed to feel something too, and stopped in his tracks.

"Really, old haha, the previous generation of the Saint Master lineage also wanted to awaken the Saint Seiya and lead the Luode Temple to glory again. There is nothing wrong with it. I can't break the inheritance of my ancestors, let alone the current Saint Master. What's wrong with you?"

The abbot, who was persuading him, suddenly saw that there was no one around, so he couldn't help turning his head to ask, and immediately saw the disappointed look in his father's eyes and the movement of protecting Xiaoyu behind him.

The abbot paused and frowned: "Old haha, you."

"You let Dad down very much." Dad calmly said the first sentence after entering the monastery.

When the abbot opened his mouth to say something, the old man continued, "I have no objection if you want to plot against Saint Seiya. At most, I think you forget your ancestors. However, Xiaoyu is my granddaughter, and you, Zhang Dingyuan, are my friend."

The old man said for a while, then turned around and walked out silently: "No, the old man no longer has you as a friend, the holy courtyard raises evil spirits, Zhang Dingyuan, you really failed in life, this is the shame of the holy fighter."

"Evil God?" The abbot paused, his eyes instantly became sharper: "Old haha, tell me clearly, what evil god?"

The old man ignored it, he was already disappointed enough, he had obviously given this few friends many chances, but he was disappointed again and again.

A saint is a saint of hope. Whenever there is irresistible despair in the world, the power of a saint will be born.

And Lopez is an extremely special one among the saints. His great layout is trying to turn the world into a human race.

Although this may be sorry to other races for the three words of Saint Seiya, but Lopei is a human being, and he is also a human being, and the Lord Temple is also full of human beings.

Therefore, the old man is sad at the moment, after all, he really doesn't have many friends, just a handful of them.

Chen Long and Tru were also a little confused, but they still followed their father out silently, suddenly they couldn't understand.

Luo Qing fell to the end again, his face was still modest, seeing that the abbot still wanted to ask something, he gently reminded: "Perhaps, there are some ulterior arrangements that the holy master has not discovered, and they should be withdrawing now, you can go and have a look."

That holy master is a little aware of current affairs, that's good, there's no need to do anything, the next thing is about their Luode Temple, and it has little to do with him.

The abbot was stunned, turned around, his old face gradually became solemn, he closed his eyes and felt the slight fluctuations, his body levitated up, and flew to the depths of Luode Temple.

　Thank you ytzy for the reward of 1000 coins, thank you big brother
　　
　
(End of this chapter)