Chapter 60 Cutting Meat and Feeding Eagles (Thanks for finally having time)
Chapter 60 Cutting meat to feed the eagle (Thanks for finally having the time)
Author: You have the final say
Chapter 60 Cutting meat to feed the eagle (Thanks for finally having the time)
Although everyone is a master of the world, they are either concentrating on the battle or paying attention to the changes in the field. Therefore, even though the top of the peak is mostly flat and has few obstructions, some people cannot notice it in time.
However, the sudden appearance of these monks also shows that they are all top-notch masters in the world.
The group of monks looked at the tragic battle at the top of the mountain with sad faces, clasped their hands together, and chanted the Buddha's name together.
Zuo Lengchan, a great hero of the generation, when he saw the monk appear, his mind was flooded with thoughts, and he understood everything in an instant.
Shaolin is not about "the mantis stalking the cicada and the oriole behind", nor is it about "driving away the tiger and swallowing the wolf", but "killing three birds with one stone!"
After this incident, Zhuo Lingfeng, he, Songshan Sect, who in the future will not owe Shaolin a favor?
Especially for people like them who have great status in the martial arts world, it will be difficult for them to stand up if they are in debt.
Your Songshan sect wants to kill people, but I, the Shaolin sect, want to save people!
If Buddhists want to save anyone, they can find a lot of reasons.
Well, I, the Shaolin Temple, saved Zhuo Lingfeng, do you, the Songshan Sect, want me, the Shaolin Temple, to rescue you?
Think for yourself!
Zuo Lengchan was full of remorse, but he couldn't curse even a single curse word. No one could understand the pain in his heart. As a mouthful of blood spurted out, Taoist Tianhuai, the only bystander on the scene, thought he was being cheated by Fang Zheng.
The master hit him with a stone and blood spurted out. He was so frightened that he was helpless.
Lehou himself looked pale, and rushed to support Zuo Lengchan. He stared at the group of monks, as if he wanted to pierce him, and said coldly: "It turns out that the eminent monks of the Shaolin Temple are descending with the Buddha's light. This is really unexpected!"
As he spoke, he stretched out his palms and pressed the "Lingtai point" on Zuo Lengchan's back heart, using his internal strength to help stabilize his injury.
"Amitabha, I'm still a little late!"
However, an old monk wearing a goose-yellow cassock emerged from the crowd. He was short in stature, with a thin face, both white eyebrows, but a rosy complexion, like a baby. He looked solemn and looked like a senior monk.
Zhuo Lingfeng did not recognize this monk, but Lehou recognized him clearly. He was none other than Master Fang Zheng, the abbot of his neighbor Shaolin Temple.
Moreover, the other nine people are all senior brothers of Master Fang Zheng, and they are all well-known eminent monks of the "Fang" generation in the martial arts world.
Lehou said calmly: "Our Songshan sect was lucky not to die, and Zhuo Lingfeng was not completely dead either. The master came just in time. How can we talk about being late?"
Taoist Tianhuai broke out in cold sweat on his forehead, thinking: "The people of the Songshan Sect are all crazy! You don't even look at what kind of heat this is. What you just said about the strength and weakness of forces, are you just telling others?!"
Master Fang Zheng is the abbot of Shaolin Temple and the number one master in Shaolin.
It is said that he studied the Yi Jin Jing, the supreme treasure of Shaolin, and his martial arts reached an unimaginable level. He was able to defeat Zuo Lengchan with just a stone from Shicai's hand. His deep inner strength and extraordinary accuracy in positioning are truly worthy of his name!
Even with Zuo Lengchan's high status, he would not dare to show any slightness when meeting Master Fang Zheng. Who would have thought that Lehou would be so rude in his words, which can be called rude!
Little did he know that Lehou felt that what Shaolin Temple was doing was either "the mantis stalking the cicada and the oriole behind" or "driving the tiger and swallowing the wolf".
The Songshan sect suffered heavy casualties, but the Shaolin Temple intervened with vicious intentions, not even remotely close to the eminent Buddhist monks. Moreover, in this situation, there was nothing serious except death, so I was too lazy to give him face.
Master Fang Zheng naturally understood that the subtle Yangqiu in his words was a mockery of Shaolin. However, with his advanced cultivation and clear Zen mind, he only smiled lightly but did not feel dissatisfied.
At this time, Tang Ying'e was heard groaning. His left arm had been chopped off. With his status, he shouldn't have made such a sound. With his internal strength, he wouldn't have broken his arm just like a group of martial arts masters.
Before, being a girl was embarrassing!
However, when he participated in the battle, he was already attacked by the cold. Only because he had deep internal strength and did not face the cold directly, he was able to withstand it.
But when his arm was cut off, Zhuo Lingfeng's hand already had the cold poison of the ice true energy. His internal energy was attached to the broken blade, so naturally it also carried the cold poison, and the cold poison penetrated the flesh and blood.
For a moment, his whole body was almost frozen. At this moment, he could only sit on the ground and use internal energy to suppress it, but it didn't seem to be of much use.
His teeth chattered and rattled uncontrollably. The cold sweat on his forehead and the wounds on his broken arms had already condensed into frost. How could he moan without feeling uncomfortable?
Seeing this, Master Fang Zheng couldn't bear it. He took out a small bottle from his arms and said, "Our sect's 'Six Yang Zhengqi Pill' is quite effective in curing cold poison. Mr. Tang, please take one."
As he spoke, he opened the bottle cap, poured out a pill that was as red as blood, and handed it to a junior brother to give to Tang Ying'e.
Tang Ying'e knew that the people in the Shaolin Temple would not harm him, so he ate it without any pretense.
The eminent Shaolin monk wanted to use his own inner strength to help Tang Ying'e exorcise the poison, but the other party did not ask for it. He recommended himself, which seemed to look down on the other's inner strength. This kind of thing is quite taboo in the martial arts, so he could only feed him.
Just take a pill and do it.
Fang Zheng took two pills and walked up to Zhuo Lingfeng. He just lowered his body and said, "This must be Zhuo Daxia, please take it too..."
At this point, when he saw Zhuo Lingfeng's face turned black, he was suddenly startled. He took Zhuo Lingfeng's pulse and said, "Master Zhuo, you have been poisoned!"
state.
After saying that, he turned to look at Lehou and said sternly: "Le Wuxia, when did the Songshan sect use poison? I am really ignorant, please give me the antidote!"
Lehou also knew that his family was in the wrong. When Fang Zheng scolded him, his face turned red and he said, "This is the poison prepared by Brother Fei himself, not owned by the Songshan Sect!"
A Shaolin monk immediately stepped forward towards Fei Bin's corpse. Lehou said again: "Be careful of the shadowless needle."
The Shaolin monk untied Fei Bin's clothes, revealing the hidden weapon inside. He took it off, put it aside, groped around Fei Bin for a while, and shook his head towards Fang Zheng.
Fang Zheng let out a long sigh: "Be fearful in your heart, be careful in your words, and be careful in your actions. These are the most basic principles of the righteous way of my martial arts!
Fei Sixia's behavior is really not in line with the behavior of an upright family, and it is also his fault that he suffered this evil retribution!"
As soon as these words came out, Lehou snorted coldly, looked up at the sky, and ignored it. He thought to himself: "If you, an old monk, hadn't interfered, wouldn't Zhuo Lingfeng have suffered the same fate?"
The Shaolin monks all shook their heads, with disdain in their expressions.
You must know that Fei Bin's use of such despicable methods, no matter what the reason, will seriously lose his status as a top martial arts master.
Moreover, feeding poison to concealed weapons is already frowned upon. Like Fei Bin, who used poison without an antidote or poison with no antidote, it is even more taboo in martial arts.
Even if it is a demon sect, or a sect that relies on poison to establish the world, it is not allowed to use poison that has no cure. This is almost an iron law in the martial arts!
Although Zuo Lengchan, Lehou and Tang Ying'e felt embarrassed in front of the Shaolin Temple, they were also overjoyed and only hoped that Zhuo Lingfeng would die from the poison.
Even though such a heartless and treacherous act would greatly damage the reputation of the Songshan Sect, it would eventually become a thing of the past once Zhuo Lingfeng, the master of suffering, dies.
Fang Zheng looked at Zhuo Lingfeng and said: "Master Zhuo, please take these two pills first. I am helping you use your energy to eliminate the poison. Although there is no cure for the poison, it may not be hopeless!"
Zhuo Lingfeng shook his head and smiled bitterly.
At this time, he felt deeply and felt at a loss.
He knew very well that he had no friendship with this martial arts master, and he didn't want to think that with his dignity as the abbot of Shaolin, he would be so concerned about him, but he couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry.
Without coming to Shaolin Temple, I don’t know if he will die with the Songshan Sect or if he will die in the barren mountains. But he only has one thought in his heart: "People are in danger of mountains and rivers, and I will not deceive you if you are honest!"
He doesn't want to guess whose heart it is!
Therefore, the abbot of Shaolin, who has the highest reputation in the martial arts world, spoke to him for a few words, but he had no intention of saying a word or taking the prescription pills.
Zhuo Lingfeng was confident that he could force the poison, but he also felt that he could owe less of this favor.
It’s so hard to repay a debt of gratitude!
At that moment, he took a deep breath, slapped the ground with his palms, rose into the air, and landed next to a pine tree with a cry.
When Zuo Lengchan and Lehou saw this scene, they couldn't help but feel chilled in their hearts. He has not lost the ability to move yet?
Zuo Lengchan couldn't help but think that Shicai's situation was really dangerous.
When he hit Zhuo Lingfeng on the forehead with his palm just now, he was filled with resentment and felt that the opponent could not move, so he did not protect himself. Now thinking about it, he felt like he was reborn in another life, and his heart was palpitating.
He knew that it was very possible that he and Zhuo Lingfeng would die together.
For a time, all the majestic spirit that dominated the martial arts world was gone. His ambition to dominate the martial arts world and compete in the world also disappeared with the wind, leaving only full of resentment.
Zhuo Lingfeng's right arm was injured and he couldn't exert any force, so he had to turn upside down, put his legs on the tree, supported with his left arm, and took a head-down and foot-up position, using Ouyang Feng's method of reverse luck and internal breath to force out the poison.
This method can make the qi and blood flow backwards, and the poisonous gas will return from the place where it entered the body.
Soon a lot of black juice flowed out of his chest. Seeing that the mental method was effective, Zhuo Lingfeng thought: "If the Shaolin Temple has evil intentions, it is doomed!" He simply looked at his nose and nose, and tried his best to force out the poison.
He originally had very little practice in this mental method, but now he has achieved great success in internal energy. The more he uses the method to reverse his true energy, the more he understands. When he concentrates his mind, he gradually hears nothing and forgets both things and me.
realm.
When Fang Zheng first saw that Zhuo Lingfeng refused to accept his medicine, he was quite suspicious, but when he saw that he was using this weird method to force out the poison without his own help, now he was even more focused and couldn't help but smile.
Because he knows that this is trust in his Shaolin monk!
And trust is the foundation of everything!
Unknowingly, dawn appeared in the east, and the sky gradually became brighter. More than an hour had passed since Zhuo Lingfeng had a fierce battle with everyone in Songshan Mountain.
At this moment, Zuo Lengchan suddenly took a long breath and said, "Okay!"
Zuo Lengchan had deep internal strength, and with the help of his junior brothers, he was able to stabilize his injuries. He stood up and said in a cold voice: "Master Fang Zheng, you have a distinguished status. The Songshan Sect and the Shaolin Temple both belong to the Songshan Mountains. It is difficult for us to see each other, but today
It is truly a supreme honor to meet the master at Zhongnan Mountain!?"
He had always been cold-mouthed and cold-faced, but now he said "supreme honor and favor" in his mouth, but the look on his face did not look like "supreme honor and favor" at all.
When he first met the Shaolin monks, he was shocked and angry, but once his mind calmed down, he regained his status as a martial arts master.
Master Fang Zheng said: "Speaking of this, I was angry a few days ago, thinking that the leader of the Zuo Alliance and all the Shaolin monks are greedy for life and afraid of death, and have no regard for the loyalty of the martial arts!"
Zuo Lengchan was startled and said: "Why do you say this?"
Fang Zheng said sternly: "A few days ago, the leader of the Zuo Alliance led a group of people out of the mountain and rushed to Shaanxi. I thought that the demon sect was about to capture the Huashan Sect, so I led the people to rush to the rescue. However, I didn't send anyone to our temple to summons, so I moved.
Angry!"
Zuo Lengchan thought to himself: "What a sanctimonious old thief! When I sent my disciples out of the mountain, they all put on disguises, and I didn't go out with them. Unexpectedly, I still couldn't hide it from Shaolin's eyes and ears!"
But he said: "Master's words make me feel ashamed. I don't think Zuo needs to elaborate on the grudges between the Songshan Sect and Zhuo Lingfeng. Today's move is really out of necessity!"
Then he changed the topic and said: "Master Fang Zheng is compassionate and has a bodhisattva heart, which is respected by everyone!
But Zhuo Lingfeng was born in Quanzhen. In the past, Wang Chongyang won the title of "No. 1 in martial arts in the world" because he defeated the four great masters of "Eastern Evil, Western Poison, Southern Emperor and Northern Beggar" in his first "Huashan Sword Discuss".
But why is it called the "authentic martial arts in the world"? Although there are few martial arts records left, if it is not for those ignorant people in the martial arts world, these historical facts can always be thought of.
Master Fang Zheng is the supreme leader of the sect, is it possible that he doesn’t know this?
Or is it that the seniors in your temple have already cultivated themselves into the Buddha of "no abiding and no attachment", and they willingly gave up the title that they have held for hundreds of years in the face of Wang Chongyang?
Are you really not afraid of being blamed by the ancestors of Shaolin?"
He knew that there was a rift between him and Shaolin, and he felt no shame or fear in his heart. He said these words simply and neatly, and stared straight at Master Fang Zheng without any embarrassment.
The group of Shaolin monks couldn't help but get angry when they heard him reveal their scars. No matter how advanced they were, some of them were so angry that they turned livid with anger. They wanted Zuo Lengchan to know what "the source of martial arts in the world" is.
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After all, when there was no Quanzhen Sect, the "authentic martial arts in the world" was the Shaolin Temple. But when the Quanzhen Sect was known as the "authentic martial arts in the world", the seniors in the temple also claimed to be "the source of the world's martial arts", and they were not suppressed by him.
ah!
But I couldn't bear the abbot's order, so I had to hold it back.
Master Fang Zheng smiled slightly and said, "Leader Zuo is wrong in what he said.
There was a dispute between the Quanzhen Sect and Shaolin. This is indeed an indisputable fact. Not to mention that it was just a dispute about Taoism and Dharma. It happened hundreds of years ago. At that time, I was not even born, and I had another dispute with Zhuo Daxia.
What does it have to do with it?"
Suddenly I heard a vigorous and powerful voice saying: "Master Fang Zheng doesn't keep everything in mind, he can teach the poor to admire him!"
Everyone followed the sound, only to see a man with a long beard floating under his chin, holding a fly whisk, dressed in Taoist attire, with a thin body, and walking quickly as if he was barely touching the ground.
At this moment, Zuo Lengchan's expression suddenly changed, his sleeves trembled slightly, and the excitement in his heart could no longer be concealed, he said word by word: "Zhuo Lingfeng is so virtuous and capable, he is worthy of being the master of Shaolin and Wudang sects"
Coming together?"
As he spoke, he glared hard at Zhuo Lingfeng, who was still trying to force out the poison, with hatred surging in his eyes.
He knew very well that Fang Zheng and Chongxu were the most famous people in the martial arts world. He had always maintained his identity and would not participate in ordinary martial arts gatherings. How could he expect that today they all came for Zhuo Lingfeng? This is because he, the leader of the Five Mountains Alliance,
Neither can be done.
But he did not forget to greet Chongxu and said, "Today, even Taoist priest Chongxu came with him. Zuo Lengchan was so frightened!"
Chongxu returned the courtesy and said: "Leader Zuo made a strong statement!"
As he said this, he looked at Zhuo Lingfeng, who was in a strange posture, and when he saw Fang Zheng nodded slightly, he felt relieved, thinking: "After all, my trip was not in vain!"
Fang Zheng smiled and said: "The demon sect wants to destroy Shaolin Wudang, and the Five Mountains Sword Sect will never die.
The leader of the Zuo alliance rushed to Shaanxi. Lao Na thought that the demon sect was attacking, and was afraid that he would not be able to resist alone because he was too weak, so he sent a letter to Taoist brother Chongxu, asking him to lead the Wudang disciples to come here together. Only then was he delayed on the way.
This tragedy can be prevented in time!"
As he spoke, he clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's name.
Taoist Priest Chongxu looked at the miserable situation at the top of the mountain and knew how tragic the battle was. He nodded silently and said: "Pindao should have gone up the mountain with Master Fang Zheng, but the Songshan disciples surrounded the cliff, so Pindao had to delay a little!"
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When Zuo Lengchan and Lehou heard this, they were both filled with righteous indignation and their eyes were about to split. These words obviously told them that the Songshan disciples had been restrained, the Shaolin Temple was making trouble for no reason, and the Wudang Sect was acting even more rudely.
Zuo Lengchan said in a cold voice: "Taoist Master, what happened to my disciple?"
Taoist Chongxu said: "Leader Zuo, there is no need to be angry. Pindao is just talking to Master Fang Sheng so that the disciples of your sect cannot act rashly and no one has been killed!"
Now the situation is being managed by Master Fang Sheng at the foot of the cliff, and friends from the Huashan Sword Sect are also helping, so they will never embarrass the disciples of your sect.
After all, Zhuo Daxia and the Songshan Sect are both pillars of the martial arts world, and it will not be a blessing to the martial arts world if either side breaks!"
Fang Zheng said again: "Leader Zuo, monks are merciful. Lao Na and Taoist friend Chongxu are by no means sinister and sinister, nor are they brave and ruthless.
If the grudge between you and Zhuo Daxia can be put to rest, it will be a blessing to the martial arts world!"
Zuo Lengchan was very dissatisfied after hearing this and thought: "Am I the only one who has the final say on this matter?
I can let Zhuo Lingfeng go, can Zhuo Lingfeng let me go?
Although you two have high martial arts skills, your ability to see things is somewhat inferior!"
But he was relieved. He had lost so many masters, and if hundreds of elite disciples were also lost, he would really be too embarrassed to return to Songshan Mountain.
Then he cupped his hands and said: "Master Fang Zheng and Taoist Chongxu are the masters of Buddhism and Taoism. They are also the hope of Beidou in today's martial arts world. How to resolve the matter between Songshan Sect and Zhuo Lingfeng can only be decided by you two."
Justice has been served, and Zuo will do everything he can." He said and bowed deeply.
Taoist Chongxu knew that this matter was closely related, so he turned his attention to Fang Zheng. It seemed that he had great respect for Shaolin Abbot, but in fact he transferred all responsibilities to Master Fang Zheng.
After all, for the leader of Wudang, he doesn’t even need to learn how to do Tai Chi, it’s something he’s born with!
Master Fang Zheng has studied Buddhism intensively and has extremely high attainments in martial arts. Although he is a bit ignorant in this worldly affairs, he also knows that this matter is extremely difficult and difficult to resolve.
So many people from the Songshan sect died, and Zhuo Lingfeng was found at home and besieged and plotted. How to solve this matter? What should he say?
How to say?
We can't kill both sides, it will be over with one blow!
At this time, Tang Ying'e who was standing aside stood up, bowed to Master Fang Zheng and said, "Master Fang Zheng is the number one Buddhist practitioner in the world. I have a question, why do you cut your flesh and feed it to eagles?"
Suddenly, his body swayed, and his teeth chattered again. He immediately sat down to perform the exercises and said: "Senior...Senior brother, this cold...the cold poison is very...very weird..."
He took the "Six Yang Zhengqi Pill" and practiced for a long time, but the cold air was not driven away at all.
Zuo Lengchan was seriously injured. Seeing this, he could only use his martial arts to help and transfer his junior brother's cold poison to himself.
Although the cold air is poisonous, it doesn't matter if it comes from him and returns to him.
After a while, Tang Ying'e stood up again.
Shaolin monks and Chongxu both understood what he meant, that is, you Shaolin saved Zhuo Lingfeng, but what about our Songshan sect?
Look at Zhuo Lingfeng's posture, you may not be able to poison him to death!
When his injury improves, who will bear his revenge?
The Songshan Sect knows that today they are besieging and poisoning. Zhuo Lingfeng has a famous saying in Hengshan City: "I am not a hero. You will be on the first grade of junior high school, and I will be on the fifteenth grade!", which everyone knows!
Tang Ying'e stepped forward again, bowed deeply to Fang Zheng, and said: "The master is a martial arts master. I dare not embarrass the master like this in Xiayuan, but my Songshan sect, in order to resist the demon sect, has suffered countless deaths and injuries for decades!
Dongfang Bubai is known as the best master in the world, and there are many masters of the Demon Cult, and his power is far beyond what any sect can resist.
My Junior Brother Sun had his hands and feet amputated by the Demon Cult on the main road in Zhengzhou two years ago, and his eyes were gouged out. We did not give in, and these masters all knew about it.
My senior brother Ding was forced to death by Zhuo Lingfeng in Hengshan City on the grounds that he had not done all his duties to eliminate the old demon. We have a deep relationship as brothers. We dedicated our lives to the great cause of fighting the demon. We have no regrets!
But I was forced to use my martial arts to ruin my reputation and caused my brother Ding to die in vain. So I was so anxious that I tried to avenge him by any means. Now that I am exhausted and exhausted, what should I, the Songshan sect, do? I am a disciple of the Songshan sect.
How to settle down?
Master, the Buddha's Dharma is boundless and his supernatural power is vast. If he could point out a clear path, I would be shattered into pieces, and I should repay him with his great kindness and virtue."
He is the deputy head of the Songshan Sect, he is Wang Delong, and he is a top figure in the martial arts world. Now that he has a broken arm, his words are even more emotional, touching, and full of true feelings.
Master Fang Zheng saw the longing look in Tang Ying'e's eyes when he saw him again, and his heart was full of compassion. However, Zhuo Lingfeng was still trying to force the poison, and he really didn't know what to do. He couldn't help scratching his bare scalp and said nonchalantly: "This,
How to find this clear path?"
Taoist Chongxu laughed secretly: "People ask you, but you ask people!"
But he also knows that this matter is indeed very difficult to handle!