Chapter 592 Taoist priest Jingyun, Tubo national teacher
The night wind blows and the moon breaks into clear waves.
The victory or defeat was decided so suddenly that the heroes in the audience did not even react.
"Iron-bone Zhengzheng" Zeng Xiaoli's eyes were full of brilliance. He shook the arm of a fellow disciple and said coquettishly: "Brother A Niu! That Xianyun Sect leader is so powerful! He is well-read in poetry and books, has extraordinary martial arts skills, and is born handsome... You
Go quickly and ask Bangnujia if he is married?"
Brother A Niu had an embarrassed look on his face, and felt that his body was about to be shaken away by Zeng Xiaoli. He said angrily: "Didn't you just listen to what Huang Fucong said? 'Only books, never leaving the left and right, as close as wives and daughters, can be used as weapons.
', which means that not only does he have a wife, but he also gives birth to a daughter!
Junior Sister Xiao Li! If you are here to catch a son-in-law, you might as well choose among those young talents, and Senior Brother will find a good fortune for you... That Young Master Yang just now looks good to me. If he can hold on a little longer,
Lun, senior brother will definitely help you match up..."
"I don't want it! You are so skinny, how can Huangfu brother Yushu Linfeng be like that?"
Zeng Xiaoli pursed her lips and said with disdain, "So what if you get a wife? Brother A Niu can ask him if he...has any plans to continue their relationship. If so, the Nu family will just pick up the pieces and fill in the gaps, ha ha ha ha!"
"Suppose the wife is still alive, and the couple is deeply in love, and the honey is mixed with oil. If you ask questions like this, isn't it asking for a beating? Besides, there is another matter. Our 'Yehe Sect' and 'Xianyun Pavilion' have always been
If you don't deal with it, Master will definitely not allow you to do whatever you want."
Brother Aniu immediately shook his head, dumbfounded.
"That's not necessarily the case! Since he is the man I like, Zeng Xiaoli, who has a wife, should also become a wifeless one..." Zeng Xiaoli said in his chest.
Brother Aniu: "..."
Yang Chaoxi, Chong Lingzi, watched Huangfu Cong's robe swaying slightly and putting his hands behind his back. He couldn't help but praise: "Xianyun Pavilion is really extraordinary! Huangfu Cong is also very interesting. It would be an elegant thing to make friends with him."
!Ha ha!"
"So-and-so Fang also has this intention! If he can be recruited into the army to become a commander or team leader, he might be able to lend a helping hand at a cost!"
The cavalry and archers marching in the Luocheng camp squarely fought for seven battles, and they also showed signs of movement.
Xiao Zhan, the Marquis of Wu and Wu in front of Daohuafang, curled his lips and said: "What a wonderful idea you have! I have a high pavilion and acres of land, accompanied by poems and books, and have no worries about food and clothing. Why should I follow you to camp, recruit soldiers, charge into battle, and go through life and death?
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Pugu Xingde, a disciple of Daochong Temple, also echoed: "That's very true! I would rather be a peace dog than a rebel. Besides, studying and studying is the right way. Even if you can't be named in the Yan Pagoda, you can still make a living and support your family by being a staff officer.
, why bother to fight and kill."
Shang Sizuo, the son of Chunzong of Hongdao Temple, heard this and chuckled: "I don't agree with the poor Taoist. Nowadays, the treacherous officials in the court are monopolizing power, the eunuchs are deceiving the superiors and the inferiors, and troubles are coming one after another. The feudal lord is at the end of his life... Looking at it, there are few
A land of peace and paradise. If men like us only want to take care of ourselves, and do not drive out traitors and sycophants, and do not eliminate border troubles, in the end we will end up harming ourselves and the country!"
"This is an impassioned statement! It should come to light! Haha!"
Zhang Duyou saw a group of young people arguing with each other, each holding his own opinion. Although he knew that the reasoning he was talking about was very superficial, he still joked about it.
However, Liao Haiqian, the son of Shengzhen Temple in Lingchuan, praised him: "In troubled times, eradicating evil, and returning to the mountains and forests in prosperous times, this is what Taoist cultivators should do. If you don't do your best for the longevity of the country and the eternal stability of the country, you should do your best for the welfare of the people."
With strength, why should we avoid it because of misfortunes and fortunes?"
"Well said! Well said! That's what a man should do!"
Just when Yang Zhaoxi and others were divided into two groups and arguing vehemently, a voice came from under the gate. Several people looked sideways and saw that Huang Fucong, the master of Xianyun Pavilion, had stopped at some unknown time.
In front of several people, he smiled and praised.
Yang Zhaoxi, Fang Qidou, Xiao Zhan and others stood up quickly, clasping fists or cupping their hands to express their congratulations to the Confucian scholar.
In an instant, everyone hit it off and started chatting enthusiastically.
Birds are frightened in the mountains, and fireflies are watching on the grass.
The uproar caused by a victory or defeat only lasted for a few breaths, and then quickly faded away. Amidst the noisy discussion among the heroes, the focus has shifted to the next competition.
Among the knights, there was a sudden commotion. I saw an old Taoist with half-white beard and hair, his head wrapped in hemp, and his body covered with plain clothes. He walked out hobblingly, holding a soul-drawing flag in his right hand.
The soul-inducing flag is nine feet long and is made of two horizontal and one vertical willow trees tied together. It is decorated with a paper banner. The banner is full of seal characters, but in the middle is a big word "Dian". It appears in
The cold wind and the hot fire, and the dark valley on all sides, were really terrifying.
Although the old Taoist's eyes were full of sorrow, he still knew etiquette. He bowed respectfully to the Zen Master Lingzhen, the Yingwu Army Guards, and the Xiangshan Temple monks. Then he handed out the arrow in his left hand, his eyes
Red and swollen, hoarse voice said:
"Old Taoist...Wang Dacheng, supervisor of Jingyun Temple of Luoyang City Xiuye Workshop, proficient in the method of external elixir...the soul flag in his hand is a weapon!"
All the guards and monks looked at the pale soul-inducing flag and involuntarily took half a step back. The guards who had inspected the arrows couldn't hold back and asked: "Old Taoist Priest! It's so late at night.
Yes, do you have any injustice in bringing such a thing?"
Wang Dacheng trembled all over, and said with tears in his eyes: "I wasted most of my life. I was planning to raise a son, but unexpectedly, when I opened the far canal... I died at the hands of a Zoroastrian monster! I came here today not for the sake of a sword.
Just because of the deep hatred, I can't sleep at night! How can I bear to mutilate my body and return to the land with hatred? Kill all the monsters to vent my anger!!"
At the end of Wang Dacheng's words, his voice was hoarse and his eyes were ferocious, like a life-threatening ghost! His whole body was full of resentment, spreading like water vapor, which shocked many guards and monks, and they couldn't help but shivered.
The Yingwu military guards who were originally going to conduct a personal inspection all shrank back and turned their gazes to Zen Master Lingzhen, as if consulting, more like pleading.
More than a month ago, Zen Master Lingzhen led the warrior monks of Xiangshan Temple and followed the Luoyang knights out of the city to intercept the Zoroastrian saint. However, he happened to know about Wang Dacheng's case. He immediately expressed compassion and waved his hand to the Yingwu army guards.
, indicating that routine inspections are not necessary.
Several guards were relieved and hurriedly made way for the entrance, asking Wang Dacheng to come on stage first and wait.
But no one saw it. The moment Wang Dacheng stepped onto the plank road, a smile that seemed like a successful plot flashed across his ashen face...
The guards and monks just breathed a sigh of relief when they saw another monk walking out of the knights. Their eyes were fixed:
This monk has a red and black complexion, a protruding nose bridge, a slender body, and no hair on his head. He is obviously a monk who has been ordained or shaved. Perhaps due to recent neglect, many small hair stubbles have begun to appear on his black and green scalp.
. Wearing rope shoes on his feet, rosary beads hanging around his neck, and wearing an ocher-red monk's robe over the worn monk's clothes.
Like the Buddhist monk Dorje Cairen of the Western Regions, this monk is also rocking a prayer wheel in his right hand. The body of the prayer wheel is dazzling with golden light, and it is actually made of pure gold! In his left hand, he holds a red copper handle with complicated patterns.
The vajra is inlaid with amber, coral, beeswax, southern red and other gems, giving it a dazzling look.
Since the Jizhou Rebellion, the Tubo Kingdom took the opportunity to annex a large area of the Anxi Protectorate of the Sheng Dynasty, and had frequent wars with the border troops of the Sheng Dynasty. Therefore, the soldiers and civilians of the Sheng Dynasty mostly viewed the Tubo people as thieves and bandits. Especially Shiye!
However, the monk ignored all the guards and warrior monks. He put his hands together and bowed to Zen Master Lingzhen and said, "Master Lingzhen, Wan'an! This poor monk is actually a disciple of Padmasambhava of Samye Temple in the Tubo Kingdom. His name is Danbadawa." , is now appointed by King Chisong Dezan of Tubo as the Tubo National Preceptor.
Tantric Buddhism is vast and profound, but the poor monk has only learned a drop in the bucket. This vajra is also a gift from my king, and it can be used as a blade."
At this time, not only the guards, the warrior monks and the heroes of the Middle-earth showed displeasure, but Zen Master Lingzhen also had a complex look on his face and said: "The Tubo Esoteric Sect has never had any contact with the Central-Earth Exoteric Sect. Because of this, There is a difference in inheritance! Although there is no distinction between Chinese and foreign Buddhist teachings, there are differences among practitioners. The humble monk dared to ask the master whether he came here to compete in martial arts and win swords, or to spread the Dharma and teach?"
Tubo State Master Danbadawa's expression did not change, and he bowed again and said: "It is not only to spread the Dharma, but also to seize the sword. When the Buddha's light came to China, there were many mistakes, and even some people tampered with the scriptures to suit their purpose, and used them to make use of topics. , so that falsehoods are spread. On the contrary, the teachings of my Tantric Sect, which came from the Nibala Buddha Kingdom, are the authentic teachings of Buddhism. If the general public can be made to believe in the authentic teachings, it will be inconceivable to a poor monk. of merit.
As for the 'Rushui Sword' that the chivalrous knights of the Middle-earth are flocking to, the 'strange gold' used for forging it comes from the snowy peaks of Kunlun in our country of Tubo, and is called 'Xuanbingcold Iron'. People in the Middle-earth do not know the importance of this treasure, so they only call it 'Bitter Cold Stone'. ', and after being buried for several years, he was forged into a divine weapon by Ji Zhongsan. The poor monk came here to bring the ashes of this sword to Tibet. In the Chinese dialect, it can be regarded as 'returning the complete sword to Zhao'."
As soon as these words came out, the knights were in an uproar. Some even more indignant pointed at the Tubo State Master Danbadawa and shouted and cursed him.
"Shameless talk!"
Zen Master Lingzhen showed a rare expression of anger. He raised his right palm in front of his chest and pinched the Qi Ke Yin Dao with his left palm.
"The Buddha came to the middle of the country for seven hundred years. The Sutra, Esoteric and Esoteric sects also have their own divisions. The Exoteric sect is divided into four sects: Zen, Dharma, Pure Land and Huayan. The Esoteric sect also has the theory of womb possession and the two realms of Vajra. , Who is the miscellaneous stream? Who is the Zhengshuo? There are many lawsuits, but there is no conclusion yet. How can the national teacher be so virtuous and capable? It must be decided with one word?!
As for the inheritance and origin of 'Rushui Sword', there are many rumors in China, all of which can be justified. The National Master and his family want to 'finalize the coffin', but if it is biased, I am afraid that the heroes in the world may not be convinced. ?”
The words of refutation were spoken with anger, and unconsciously, Zen Master Lingzhen activated the "Ten Directions Sanskrit Sound Technique". In an instant, the sound resounded throughout the audience. After hearing this, all the heroes clapped their hands and cheered.
When Danbadawa heard the words, he was not angry but smiled and said: "There is a saying in China, the winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. When the poor monk defeats the heroes in succession and gets the sword to return in triumph, he will put today's events on paper and pen, and return the favor. Presented to Zen Master. Amitabha——"
Danbadawa sang the Buddha's name and said no more. He turned around and stood up from the ground. His body was already flying towards the plank road. After a few ups and downs, he arrived in front of Wang Dacheng.
He danced a few tricks with the Vajra, which was about a foot long, in his left hand, and then handed it to his right hand, assuming an attacking posture, which was quite reminiscent of Yuan Ting Yue Zhi.
Wang Dacheng slowly raised his eyes, revealing a sinister smile. He paused on the stage with the soul-drawing flag in his hand, and flew toward Danbadawa like a ghost!
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