Chapter 196 Immortals are righteous and evil, gathering in Bianliang
The Mid-Autumn Festival is here on August 15th in a blink of an eye. Although it is just early in the morning, Bianliang City is already very lively.
Countless people are making lanterns out of paper and bamboo sticks in the streets and alleys, and there are also many quick patrols from the imperial court, lest anyone with evil intentions interfere with tonight's Aoshan Lantern Festival.
Originally, the Aoshan Lantern Festival was the most spectacular sight in the world on the 15th day of the first lunar month every year in Bianliang City. However, today is a debate meeting between Buddhism and Taoism at Daxiangguo Temple. Prime Minister Tuotuo and the twelfth prince Alaji of the Yuan Dynasty held the ceremony 83 days ago.
Arriving in Bianliang, we stayed at Daxiangguo Temple.
The prince, the fifth prince, the ninth prince, and the eleventh prince all arrived last night. According to the wishes of Emperor Jingtong, such a grand event must not lose the magnanimity of the Song Dynasty, so Bianliang will also hold it tonight
At the Aoshan Lantern Festival, every household would burn incense and pray to pray for the Song Dynasty.
The Song Dynasty rebuilt the country. Since the beginning of Zhaoguang, the prosperity of nearly a hundred years has made the Emperor of the Song Dynasty surpass any dynasty in history. The imperial court also established the Grandmaster Hall to manage Jianghu affairs, led by the No. 1 Dao of Qingniu Palace, Si Tian
The real person who oversees Liushui is in charge.
This Taoist Liu Shui is the number one master of the younger generation of Qingniu Palace trained by the imperial court, and he is also a new grand master who has risen in the past twenty years.
It is precisely because the army in the Song Dynasty dominated everything from martial arts to people's livelihood, and was truly the first dynasty in the world, that the emperor of the Song Dynasty was able to overwhelm the Quanzhen Sect and Shaolin Temple.
Both religions are also willing to comply.
After coming out of the hotel, Lin Qingxuan and the others could see the prosperous scene in Bianliang City. The camel caravans and barbarians on the streets, the caravans of Semu people and the people of the Song Dynasty were walking back and forth one after another. Everyone was wearing Hanfu.
, speaking Chinese with a Bianliang accent, it is really the golden age of the rebirth of the Han and Tang Dynasties.
Although Yang Zhuorun traveled all over the country with Lin Qingxuan and Li Mochou, he had never been to the most prosperous big cities such as Lin'an, Chang'an, and Bianliang. Therefore, this was the first time for Yang Zhuorun to see so many foreigners and Semu people.
Turning around a crossroads, I heard a commotion in front of me. I stood on tiptoe and looked around and saw many barbarians riding white camels. Behind the camel team, there were carts pulling some wild beasts from the Western Regions whose hands and feet were tied with iron chains. They were guarding the beasts.
The convoy was composed of dozens of tall and thin black men who were not fully clothed. Seeing that they were completely black and looked like charcoal men, Yang Zhuorun couldn't help but cry out in surprise.
Fang Sheng was only a fifteen-year-old boy, and he was quite excited to see such a novel sight. The two boys couldn't help but follow the camel caravan and look around like other people.
Li Mochou was well-informed, but apart from recognizing the lion Suanni, Li Mochou didn't recognize the rest of the beasts, so she couldn't help but take a second look.
"Lang Lang, are these round-haired beasts from the Western Regions? And these Kunlun slaves are not common in the Central Plains."
Lin Qingxuan smiled slightly, pointed at the animals and introduced: "The one with the long neck and the body covered with plate patterns is the giraffe. These barbarians said it was a unicorn and was to be presented to the Emperor of the Song Dynasty. The one with white stripes and black stripes is a zebra.
These barbarians also said they were Tai Chi horses, and the rest were hippos, the guy under the pergola who was as fat as a pig and as big as an elephant..."
Lin Qingxuan could understand more than a dozen languages in the Western Regions, so he overheard the conversation between the leaders of this Hu caravan from afar, and knew that they were Buddhist teachers from the Tianfang Sect who came to preach in order to get the Emperor of the Song Dynasty to allow them to Tianfang.
The missionaries were preaching and building temples in the Central Plains. This time they spent a lot of money to bring many strange beasts from Africa that had never been seen in the East as auspicious gifts.
The leaders of this caravan are all pretty good in martial arts. A hundred years ago they could compete with Nimoxing and Xiaoxiangzi, and were considered first-class masters.
However, the first-class masters back then are only second-rate figures now. Nowadays, martial arts has become more prosperous, with forty or fifty great masters. First-class masters who were rare in the past can now be said to be everywhere.
Therefore, although the Western Regions can be restored to their old appearance after a hundred years of recuperation, compared with the great prosperity of martial arts, the martial arts of the Central Plains, which is several times more prosperous than a hundred years ago, is obviously not good enough.
Comparing this with the Central Plains martial arts that is now firmly moving towards high martial arts, these top masters in the Western Regions are at most the level of the eight or nine bag elders of the Beggar Clan or the ordinary disciples of the Kongzi generation of Shaolin, the Four Heroes and Five Heroes of the Zhongnan School.
He can barely be considered a first-rate player, but if he wants to make some moves in the Central Plains martial arts world, he will never make a splash.
Lin Qingxuan knew that with the division of Quanzhen sects, the spread of immortality methods in Huashan, and the Taixuan Sutra passed down by Han Qianye sixteen years ago, the martial arts in the Central Plains has changed after nearly a hundred years of development, and various sects in the Western Regions are stacked up.
Together they are no match for any of the major factions in the Central Plains, so naturally there is no threat at all.
After Lin Qingxuan introduced the African beasts to Li Mochou, he was about to speak when he suddenly felt a spiritual movement, his face changed slightly, and he whispered: "Brother Zhou?"
Li Mochou also trembled at the top of her brows, then she used her magical power to spread out her spiritual thoughts throughout Kaifeng City. She let out a light sigh and said, "Brother Zhou, why is he in the Qingniu Palace? It seems like he is staying in a... cupboard... no.
...Is it inside the coffin?”
Lin Qingxuan narrowed his eyes and said: "With his magical power, no one in the world can trap him, but he is silent in the coffin, silently using magic skills to strengthen the Yin God, I am afraid he is deliberately pretending to be
dead.
Could it be that your childlike innocence has awakened and you want to play some games with others?"
It turned out that Lin Qingxuan and Li Mochou's spiritual thoughts had just noticed a familiar feeling, and then they followed the traces with their spiritual thoughts, and realized that the familiar spiritual fluctuations came from a Taoist palace in the east of the city.
There is only one Qingniu Palace in the east of Bianliang City. Lin Qingxuan and Li Mochou noticed that there were many masters gathered in the palace with just a glance of their spiritual thoughts. One of them had the aura of a master with the cultivation level of a Grand Master.
Although Lin Qingxuan cannot use the Yin Shen to fly out and observe, he and Li Mochou's spiritual senses can detect many elements. Although they are not as clear as seeing them with their own eyes, they can still sense them almost inseparably.
According to the two people's induction, there was a coffin parked in a side hall guarded by the masters of Qingniu Palace, and the aura exuding from the coffin was that of Zhou Botong.
Zhou Botong seemed to have noticed Lin Qingxuan a long time ago, so he deliberately sent out his spiritual thoughts to alarm the two of them.
Both Lin Qingxuan and Li Mochou could sense that Zhou Botong was not in danger, and that the Yin Shen was strong. He seemed to be practicing magical skills in the coffin. Their slightly nervous hearts relaxed, and they were just amused.
Li Mochou smiled and said: "What kind of game can you pretend to be a dead person? The great master of Qingniu Palace is probably Si Tianjian's Taoist Liu Shui. Although Qingniu Palace also believes in Quanzhen Sect, it does not follow Zixiao.
They only obey the orders of the Emperor of the Song Dynasty, and they are staying in Bianliang just for the purpose of debating scriptures."
Lin Qingxuan thought of Brother Zhou's nature and smiled and said: "Perhaps the elder brother was joking with the Taoist priests of Qingniu Palace. As for what they Taoists want to do, they are just fighting for power and profit.
As long as the orthodoxy cannot be destroyed, any disputes or trivial matters will be left to Xufa and his descendants to deal with.
But since Brother Zhou has led us to know, let’s go and take a look.”
"OK."
Li Mochou nodded, then looked not far away, especially Yang Zhuorun and Fang Sheng, who were watching the Tianfang Sect's caravan, and said in a voice: "Today is the Quanzhen Sect and Shaolin Temple, Tantric Debate Conference. We were supposed to go there.
Let’s go take a look, there are some things to do now, Huang Ying’er, you and Fang Sheng will go to the Daxiangguo Temple and wait for us first.”
Before the words were spoken, Lin Qingxuan and Li Mochou disappeared. The people in the surrounding market did not seem to notice that the two Taoists around them had just disappeared, as if they had never seen the two Taoists in the first place.
After hearing Li Mochou's instructions, Yang Zhuorun and Fang Sheng turned around and looked around for a few times but could not see the two ancestors and knew that they had left.
At this time, Fang Sheng did not know that the two Taoists he had followed for three days were the two immortal ancestors of the Quanzhen Sect, but he respected them as his parents.
Recalling Taoist priest Li's instructions, he whispered: "Zhuo Nao, let's go to Daxiangguo Temple."
Yang Zhuorun is a young girl who likes liveliness the most. She nodded and said: "Okay, I would like to see how the great monks from Shaolin Temple and Dalun Temple debate scriptures with our Quanzhen Sect's masters!"
The two of them casually asked for directions and went straight to Daxiangguo Temple.
Daxiangguo Temple is a royal temple of the Song Dynasty. It has received more attention since the recovery of Bianliang. Today, Daxiangguo Temple, Shaolin Temple, and Dalun Temple in the Western Regions are known as the three holy places of Buddhism. Among these three holy places, only Daxiangguo Temple was built in the busy city.
, but the temple has strict discipline and covers a large area, so it can be regarded as a piece of pure land in the busy city.
Daxiangguo Temple is home to nobles from the Song and Yuan Dynasties, and is also where eminent monks from Quanzhen Sect, Shaolin Temple, and Dalun Temple debate scriptures and discuss Dharma. Therefore, there are not only Mongolian knights and imperial guards outside the temple, but also hundreds of great monks.
Guarded by monks from Xiangguo Temple.
No one who is not a disciple of the Quanzhen Sect's two palaces and the Three Holy Lands of Buddhism is allowed to enter, and naturally Yang Zhuorun and Fang Sheng cannot enter either.
However, Yang Zhuorun was the great-granddaughter of the martial saint Yang Ding. After her identity was revealed, the Zhike monks did not dare to neglect her, so they could only invite the Quanzhen disciples who came with the headmaster Wu Zhenren.
While waiting for the Quanzhen disciples, Yang Zhuorun knew that the ancestor who came here did not want people to know that they were playing in the world again, and even if he said it, no one would believe it, so he whispered to Fang Sheng: "You will be you later.
He is a disciple of Peach Blossom Island, not to mention that he learned the magical skills from my two ancestors."
Although Fang Sheng didn't know the reason, he also knew that Yang Zhuorun would not deceive him, so he nodded and said: "I understand."
After a while, a short-bearded Taoist in his thirties appeared. He was a disciple of Qiu Yangqi, the master of the palm seal, and was called Taoist Tongzhen.
The Tongzhen Taoist asked the two of them carefully and confirmed that Yang Zhuorun and Fang Sheng indeed possess the true secret knowledge of the Quanzhen Sect, and what they know is definitely not known to outsiders, so he nodded and took the two into the Daxiangguo Temple.
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After passing through a pine forest, you will see the Tianwang Palace, and after passing through two main halls, you will enter the side courtyard.
After the three of them entered the hospital, Taoist Tongheng turned around and said, "Master Zhangjiao is resting in the cloud room. You two fellow Taoists should go with Pindao to see our master Qiu Zhenren first."
After Taoist Tongheng finished speaking, without waiting for Yang Zhuorun and Fang Sheng to reply, he went to a side room, bowed and said: "Master, the granddaughter and heir of Uncle Yang Ding are here."
An old voice came out: "Come in and talk."
The door was pushed open by a dull Taoist who was sixteen or seventeen years old. Taoist Tongheng smiled and nodded, and then introduced: "This is my junior brother Tongyuan, junior brother, these two are the family members of Junior Uncle Yang."
Yang Zhuorun and Fang Sheng hurriedly bowed, Taoist Tongyuan nodded, and said sideways: "Follow me to pay homage to the master of the palm seal."
Taoist Tongheng took Yang Zhuorun and Fang Sheng inside and saw that the simple room contained only a table and a chair, and only a futon.
A Taoist priest with a red face, white hair and a childlike face was sitting on the futon, looking at a few people with a smile.
Yang Zhuorun and Fang Sheng knew that it was Qiu Yangqi, the master of the Quanzhen Sect, and hurriedly went forward and kowtowed to pay homage.
Qiu Yangqi looked at the two young men and wondered secretly in his heart: "My mentor didn't let Junior Brother Yang come to help in boxing? Why did he send two children here? Could it be that Master Yang, the master of swordsman, has something to say?"
"Good boy, get up. What orders did you receive from your elders when you came here?"
Yang Zhuorun whispered: "My grandfather didn't say anything. When we arrived in Bianliang, we learned that the monks from Shaolin Temple were going to debate scriptures with our Quanzhen sect, so we wanted to come and have a look. If you want to use us as disciples, please give us your instructions.
yes."
Qiu Yangqi raised his eyebrows, nodded and said: "In that case, just follow the old Taoist."
As he said this, he remembered how Uncle Yang Ming ascended and left, and asked casually: "I heard that Senior Uncle Yang Ming ascended and left on Peach Blossom Island last year. Is this possible?"
Yang Zhuorun nodded and said: "It seems that he didn't ascend, but went to refine his sword.
Master Qiu, my great-grandfather was taught immortal techniques by Emperor Xuan of the Qing Dynasty and created a "Xuantian Sword Sutra", saying that he could create a line of sword cultivation for me. At that time, he went to study and create the sword refining method in the Sword Sutra.
Maybe after perfecting the magical skill, it will be passed on to Wu Zhenren or my grandfather."
Qiu Yangqi praised: "Uncle Yang is indeed the only immortal alive. He can actually create the immortal sword method for our sect. I will tell the master right now."
Qiu Yangqi stood up as he spoke, then paused and said, "You can come with me."
Yang Zhuorun agreed, and Fang Sheng's face lit up at the thought of meeting the leader of Quanzhen.
After a while, Qiu Yangqi took his two disciples, Yang and Fang into the cloud room where Wu Xufa practiced. The four juniors knelt down and kowtowed, while Qiu Yangqi bowed and saluted.
Wu Xufa understood the essence of "refining Qi and transforming into God" from Shen Tongyuan's eyes last year. He has improved a lot in his cultivation over the past year, and his spiritual thoughts have gradually condensed, and he has gained many incredible magical powers.
Therefore, Wu Xufa could hear what Yang Zhuorun, Fang Sheng, and Qiu Yang Qi were talking about in the next room. Seeing them greeting them, he waved his sleeves, and a soft breeze flew out to lift everyone up.
"Good boy, there is no need to talk about other things. The old Taoist already knows that the time has come. Tongzhen boy, please go and invite Master Yuyun to come. It's time for us to go to the Main Hall to debate the scriptures."
After Wu Xufa finished speaking, he stood up, looked at everyone with a smile, and said, "You all will follow me and let's see how our Quanzhen Sect can let the world know who the authentic master of martial arts and immortal magic is."
Seeing Wu Zhenren's calm demeanor, Yang Zhuorun and Fang Sheng secretly admired him, and felt a sense of arrogance in their hearts.
After all, the martial arts world is now prosperous, and all martial arts schools have made great progress thanks to the Quanzhen Sect. If Emperor Xuan of the Qing Dynasty hadn't passed down the Immortal Dharma from Huashan, Shaolin and other Buddhist sects would never have had the chance to compete with the Quanzhen Sect.
A Buddhist chant sounded outside the door, and then a loud voice came: "Master Wu, the debate conference is about to begin. Please move to the main hall."
Wu Xufa stroked his beard and smiled, then stepped out.
Qiu Yangqi and other disciples also walked out slowly.
Yang Zhuorun and Fang Sheng walked at the end with complex and excited expressions, hoping in their hearts that Quanzhen Sect would shine brightly during the next debate.
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I haven’t saved the manuscript yet, but I’m currently writing it. I’ll see if there will be a second update in the afternoon.