Chapter 128: With the sword of Taoism, cut Taoist saints
On the top of Longhu Mountain, an old man wearing purple robes sat under a pine tree. In front of him was a huge stone. The entire stone was flattened, with nineteen vertical and horizontal lines carved on it. Between the intersecting lines, there were black and white chess pieces.
The old man stared at the chessboard and frowned.
He has been playing this game for a long time, but he just can't figure it out.
Because he couldn't understand it, he couldn't take that step.
He didn't understand why Chen Daoling chose Qingyuan Mountain; he didn't understand why Chen Daoling ascended in that way; he didn't understand why Li Mingyue became the most important chess piece; he didn't understand why Taoism only lasted three thousand years and Confucianism
Why is Tao so popular...
There were too many things he didn't understand. He had been thinking about them for many years, but he couldn't come up with an answer.
He felt that he might be able to get some answers today, but he knew very well that once some answers were revealed, he, the "half-saint" who now supports the entire Taoist school, would have to leave, and then the Taoist school would really have nothing left.
Possibility of easing.
At this time, an old man wearing a green and yellow Taoist robe came over and saluted: "Master, here we come."
The old Taoist who stared at the chessboard seemed hesitant, as if something was driving him. It felt like there was a voice deep in his heart, constantly telling him: "Don't look, don't think,
Do not do."
But he couldn't hold it back after all, and turned to look at the group of four people.
The first thing he saw was a little monk wearing a snow-white cassock. The cassock was so white that it made him feel a little dazzling, so that he couldn't see the little monk's face clearly. It was really hard to see clearly.
There seemed to be some kind of cover around the little monk, making him appear hazy and unfathomable.
He moved his eyes away and looked at the old man wearing a bamboo hat. What he saw was a sword, which was still being forged in the sword-making furnace. The sword seemed to be ready to come out at any time, but it seemed that it still needed to wait for a while.
Wait, he moved his eyes again and looked at the little girl on the horse. What he saw was a man holding a long scroll, standing above the entire human world. Below him, there were countless dragons worshiping him. Then his eyes moved again.
, but no one dared to look at the last boy.
He withdrew his gaze and lamented: "Confucianism, Buddhism, and the Sword Sect are all going to take action against our Taoism. It seems that the Taoism really can't resist this."
No one can hear this sentence.
The young monk walked up and said with a smile: "Master Tian is so happy, he can still play chess at this time."
As he spoke, he glanced at the chessboard and said, "What a wonderful chess game. It's a pity that the young monk really doesn't know how to play chess. I'm afraid he won't be able to let the Heavenly Master enjoy it to the fullest."
The old man smiled slightly and said, "Where is Master Wang Xian?"
Wang Quan said calmly: "I only know swords."
The old Taoist smiled slightly, stood up and said, "Zhao Changning, I have met the Bodhi Arhat, the Immortal Master Wang, the Literary Sage, and Emperor Li."
The young monk smiled and said: "Master Tian, you are so polite, and for a while we were too embarrassed to take action."
Zhao Changning said with a smile: "I am the master after all, so I should be polite. You are all guests, so you don't have to be polite."
The young monk smiled and nodded, and asked: "Senior Wang, do you come first or should I come first?"
Wang Quan's tone remained calm: "I'm afraid it won't be your turn, nor will it be my turn."
The young monk was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Li Mingyue at the end.
At this moment, Li Mingyue's face was pale, and he was holding his fists tightly with both hands. Because he was using too much force, his hands were trembling slightly.
Wang Quan suddenly shouted: "Li Mingyue!"
Li Mingyue was completely shocked and blurted out: "Yes!"
Wang Quan asked, "Can the sword be heard?"
Li Mingyue replied: "Yes!"
Wang Quan continued to ask: "Since the sword has sounded, why not take it out of its sheath?"
"I..." Li Mingyue was sweating profusely. She uttered one word, but could not utter the second word.
"Don't you dare?" Wang Quan continued to shout.
Li Mingyue shook his head and said, "No, it's not."
Wang Quan asked again: "You can't?"
Li Mingyue did not answer this time, but looked at the Great Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain opposite, a great Celestial Master who had stepped into the semi-saint realm with one foot, and was now the mainstay of the entire Taoist sect.
"I dare, I can!" Li Mingyue said, and a sword appeared out of thin air, hovering in front of him, saying Sword Sanqing.
Zhao Changlong praised: "What a sword!"
The world stood still for an instant, with only the sword shaking violently, as if it was about to pierce through the air, and seemed to be afraid of something.
On the ground, dust began to leave the ground and slowly floated.
Fallen leaves and dead branches also began to float up.
The stones on the ground also floated up. The highest layer of dust appeared just above the Sanqing Sword, at the same level as Li Mingyue's eyes.
The leaves and dead branches on the middle layer are just as level as the Sanqing Sword.
The bottom layer of stones is just off the ground.
Whether it is dust, leaves, or stones, they are all wrapped in sword intent at this moment. Every particle of dust is like a sword at this moment.
The woman in the bell had used this piece before, and Li Mingyue had also used it once.
This sword has no name, because everything can be made into a sword.
Li Mingyue's right hand trembled a little, and he raised it at an extremely slow speed, finally holding the hilt of the Sanqing Sword.
As he grabbed the hilt of the sword with his right hand, whether it was dust, branches, leaves, or stones, they fell instantly and returned to their original positions, but the sword intention still existed, and they just rushed forward.
Over there, Zhao Changning flicked his sleeves, and the chess pieces on the chessboard instantly left the chessboard, and then spun in front of the old Taoist, forming a black and white Pisces picture.
"Boom!"
There was a loud noise, and the chess pieces stagnated for a short time, and then returned to the chessboard, still in their original position, but one of the chess pieces shattered leisurely, and then turned directly into fly ash and was blown away by the air wave.
Next to the chessboard, the pine tree exploded on the spot and turned into powder.
Zhao Changning's eyes were fixed on the chessboard, and then he kept saying with a look of disbelief: "So that's it, that's it, what a person who can break the game, what a game of heaven and earth."
The young monk clasped his hands together and said with a smile: "Congratulations to Taoist Master Zhao for his enlightenment and becoming a saint."
Zhao Changning smiled bitterly and said: "Although it is only for a moment, I have finally taken this step."
The young monk said: "Then please ask the Taoist Master to ascend."
After saying that, the alms bowl came out of his hand, and then a long river appeared, hanging upside down above Longhu Mountain. From the long river, a golden dragon stuck out its huge head, looking down at the entire human world and looking down at the world.
Zhao Changning said: "Since Confucianism and Taoism are on the rise, the poor Taoist should borrow the words of the Confucian saints and do what they should not do."
After saying that, he flicked his sleeves again, and all the white chess pieces on the chessboard flew up, then turned into a snow-white dragon and charged towards the dragon above.
Zhao Changning waved his hand again, and this time the black chess pieces flew up and turned into a black dragon, charging towards Li Mingyue.
The Sanqing Sword in Li Mingyue's hand suddenly came out and was caught by Wang Quan.
Wang Quan held the long sword and said loudly: "Borrow the Taoist sword to kill the Taoist saint."
After saying that, he slashed with his sword.
The jet-black dragons transformed by the black chess pieces were directly killed with one sword, and Zhao Changning was also instantly killed by the sword. The entire Longhu Mountain shook, and cracks continued to spread.
He really specializes in killing saints.
After Zhao Changning's body was killed, a shadow began to condense under the alms bowl in the sky. It was Zhao Changning.
Above the sky, the giant golden dragon swallowed the white dragon directly, and its entire figure instantly grew several times larger. Then it let out a dragon roar and rushed directly towards the sea of clouds.
As the dragon rushed up to the sea of clouds, the long river hanging upside down above Longhu Mountain also began to change its direction, actually going upstream, and also rushed up to the sea of clouds.
From a distance, the long river looks like a road, a highway leading to heaven.
Above the sea of clouds, golden light suddenly appeared, and through the faint sound of fairy sounds, a golden gate appeared above the sea of clouds. Above that gate, there were tens of thousands of long swords hanging upside down.
"go!"
Below, at the top of Longhu Mountain, Wang Quan gave a soft drink, and the Sanqing Sword flew upwards in his hand, and then the long swords hanging upside down began to spread out, making way for a avenue.
Above Longhu Mountain, the alms bowl was turned upside down and slowly rotating. On top of the alms bowl, there were golden runes emerging one after another, solemnly and solemnly.
The re-condensed Zhao Changning looked at the Longhu Mountain below, let out a silent sigh, then stepped onto the avenue formed by the long river, followed the river, and entered the Tianmen.
Countless people came forward and closed up in an instant, betting on the heavenly gate. At the same time, the rotating alms bowl flew directly back to the little monk's hands, and the long river avenue also flowed directly into the alms bowl. The small alms bowl contained
The whole Tianhe.
Countless Longshan disciples were all kneeling on the ground at this moment, respectfully sending off their ancestor who ascended to the immortal world.
For thousands of years, first Chen Daoling and then Zhao Changning ascended to the throne.
On this day, the world was shocked, and the reputation of Longhu Mountain rose to a higher level.
The entire Taoist school is becoming more and more prosperous. However, this kind of prosperity seems to be returning to the past.
A sword fell from the sea of clouds and appeared in front of Li Mingyue. The Tao sword was pure and sent the Taoist saint to ascend.
A golden ray of light fell from the sea of clouds, and landed in the alms bowl in the little monk's hand with a "ding-dong" sound.
The young monk said with a bitter face: "It's really boring."
The sea of clouds gathers and the gate of heaven disappears.
Li Mingyue's face was still pale, but now she looked confused.
Zhao Changning not only survived, but also ascended, which was somewhat unacceptable to him.
If he were still in the human world, he would be able to take revenge sooner or later, and he would have a place to take revenge. But now that his enemy has ascended, how can he avenge this great revenge?
From the moment he stepped onto the top of Longhu Mountain, from the moment he saw Zhao Changning, Li Mingyue felt as if he was in a daze, as if he were in a dream, and until now, he had not figured out the whole thing.
Why did he draw his sword inexplicably, and how did Zhao Changning ascend inexplicably?
From the moment Wang Quan gave a soft drink, Li Mingyue felt that her whole body began to become drowsy. The feeling was very real, but also very unreal.
"Meditation!"
In Li Mingyue's mind, a woman's voice suddenly rang out from the bell.
Li Mingyue was stunned.
A warm current began to appear and spread throughout Li Mingyue's body, making Li Mingyue feel instantly clearer.
The woman in the bell continued: "Feeling your current state with your heart will be of great benefit to your cultivation. This is an opportunity. Although Wang Quan forced it on you, there is really no harm in it."
Li Mingyun sat down cross-legged, but still asked: "He just ascended like that?"
The woman in the bell asked: "What is ascension?"
Li Mingyue was stunned because he didn't know.
The woman in the bell said: "You don't even know what Ascension is, how can you say he is Ascension?"
Li Mingyue said: "But he is not dead."
The woman in the bell said: "He is not dead, but he is almost the same."
The woman in the bell continued: "I know what you are thinking, but some things are like this. Even if you don't want to, you can only accept it, because you have no ability to change, so you can only accept it."
Li Mingyue felt miserable.
The woman in the bell said: "If we want to completely cut off the Taoist inheritance, we can only send this old Taoist heavenly master away, and no one in the world can kill him, not you, not the little monk and Wang Quan, even if
Not even me."
Li Mingyue said: "So just give him a hand, help him take that step, and then force him to ascend, so as to cut off the Taoist inheritance?"
The woman in the bell pondered for a moment, and finally said: "That's what it means."
Li Mingyue asked again: "Is this also Chen Daoling's plan?"
The woman in the bell did not answer, but said: "If you want to take revenge, you can only go up there. This is something that no one can change."
Li Mingyue couldn't help but look up. Above the sky, the clouds were rolling, and the gate of heaven had long disappeared. Li Mingyue said leisurely: "Is it the fairyland?"
Wang Quan turned around at this time, looked at Li Mingyue on the ground, and asked with a smile: "Don't you feel aggrieved? The enemy is right in front of you, but you can only watch him ascend to the immortal world, and you can't do anything."
Li Mingyue nodded. This kind of thing would be embarrassing for anyone.
Wang Quan smiled and said, "What can we do?"
Li Mingyue nodded again.
Yes, what can be done?
The young monk smiled and said, "Just catch up and kill him."
No one spoke, but Huang Qinghan said: "It makes sense."
Li Mingyue felt bitter in her heart. She could say these words lightly and lightly, but it was not that simple to do it.
The young monk looked at Huang Qinghan and asked, "Are you really going to Haojing?"
Huang Qinghan was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said: "Of course."
The little monk asked: "Aren't you worried?"
Huang Qinghan said blankly: "What are you worried about?"
The young monk said nothing.
Huang Qinghan asked: "Were those twenty words you said?"
The little monk was stunned.
Huang Qinghan said indifferently: "If you like it, just take it away. The key is that it's useless if you take it away. You are not a gentleman."
The little monk's eyes widened.
Huang Qinghan continued: "Neither am I, so it's useless for me to keep him. So for me, it's good to follow Li Mingyue."
The young monk had a look of confusion on his face, and after a long time he said: "Amitabha! That's so good. Confucianism and Taoism should flourish. Confucianism and Taoism should flourish. The young monk is convinced."