Li Yundong heard the sound and looked back, only to see Zhou Qin and Su Chan sneaking around the door.
Li Yundong pretended to be angry and shouted: "You two are eavesdropping?"
Su Chan stuck out her tongue and said cautiously: You guys have been talking for too long, and the dishes are getting cold!"
Zhou Qin said with a concerned look: "Master, the people of the Shingon Tantric Sect are very arrogant. You can't go alone. At least there is one more person to go with and one more helper!"
Su Chan on the side nodded her head like a chicken pecking at rice: "Yes, yes, yes!"
Li Yundong lowered his face and shouted: "How big you are! Will it be useful if there are two more of you? Don't you know how much I weigh?"
Su Chan pouted her lips and muttered unhappily: "I want to help you!"
Li Yundong laughed helplessly. He nodded to Ao Wushuang and said, "Senior Ao Wushuang, let's go downstairs to eat." He walked up to the little girl, tapped the tip of her nose, and said with a smile, "You
Ya, wait for me at home obediently, just to help me!"
Seeing that Li Yundong refused even Su Chan so straightforwardly, Zhou Qin sighed secretly in her heart, and was about to give up, but suddenly she saw Ziyuan looking at Li Yundong with concern on her face, and she had an idea in her heart.
After a group of them finished dinner lively, Zhou Qin quietly came to Ziyuan's room.
Ziyuan was sitting cross-legged on the futon on the floor of the room. She smiled slightly without opening her eyes and said, "What are you thinking again?"
Zhou Qin laughed a little embarrassedly: "How do you know?"
Ziyuan closed her eyes and smiled: "I already knew when you looked at me just now. Do you want to secretly go to Japan with Li Yundong?"
When Zhou Qin saw Ziyuan going straight in, she no longer hid, walked quickly to Ziyuan, sat down cross-legged, and said seriously: "That's right!"
Ziyuan opened her eyes at this time and said with a very serious face: "The last time we went to Huangshan, although my junior sister encouraged you to go, I knew you were adding fuel to the flames! Zhou Qin, we are not like the last time.
Lucky!"
When Zhou Qin saw Ziyuan criticize her, she simply said: "Ziyuan, listen to me, I don't want to cause trouble for the master, I'm just thinking... the master always fights alone, and we can't help him."
Why bother with him? Although my cultivation speed is very fast, compared with Master, I feel that he is running ahead faster and faster, and I can't catch up at all! Aren't you afraid that we will become a burden in the future?"
Ziyuan asked, "But what does this have to do with you going to Japan?"
Zhou Qin asked back: "Don't you want to know what the real golden body fighting method is?"
Ziyuan laughed: "Li Yundong has already said that golden body fighting means the unity of heaven and man. As long as we think and practice according to this idea in the future, we will surely realize it one day!"
Zhou Qin shook his head and said: "No, it is better to witness a truly high-level fight than to do it behind closed doors a thousand times! As long as we see what a real golden body fight is like, we can understand it faster, right?"
Zhou Qin's words immediately moved Ziyuan, and she lowered her head and began to ponder.
It is true that as Zhou Qin said, there is a completely different difference between someone and no one in terms of spiritual practice. A master like Ju Hezi has been trapped in a very simple dilemma for more than ten years. If it weren't for Zhou
Qin accidentally pointed it out, and was afraid that he would continue to be trapped.
Koyasan Ancient Yi Sect and Shinyi Sect were running for the position of Chief Director. Originally, there was no other sects doing anything, but practitioners from other sects were willing to come and watch. The purpose was to witness the fierce and exciting battles between high-level practitioners.
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Sometimes witnessing a high-level and exciting fight is far better than practicing on their own for a year, or even longer!
Ziyuan thought about it seriously and said: "If...I mean if, Li Yundong loses, what will you do?"
Zhou Qin was stunned: "Master, since he has understood the secret of golden body fighting, based on his past experience of defeating the strong with the weak, he will definitely not lose!"
Ziyuan asked reluctantly: "What will you do if he loses?"
Zhou Qin thought for a while, then gritted his teeth and said, "I will risk my life to rescue him!"
Ziyuan sighed: "Look, this is what I'm most worried about! I'm afraid that if you don't rescue him by then, you will get in too! The overall strength of the Japanese cultivation world is not lower than that of our Chinese cultivation world, and Koyasan was
There must be masters like clouds and strong men like rain. Let alone you, even if we go together, we are all prisoners! If Li Yundong is alone nearby, even if he can't escape, Yang Shen can escape from his body.
, it is difficult for others to keep him. Besides, if Li Yundong loses, he will be safe! The arrogant Japanese spiritual community will definitely put him back to humiliate our Chinese spiritual community."
Zhou Qin snorted angrily: "They are dreaming! Master will definitely not lose!"
Ziyuan said: "But if he wins, I will worry that the Japanese spiritual community will become angry and detain him."
Zhou Qin suddenly stood up and said angrily: "Then we can't let them succeed!"
Ziyuan smiled and said: "Don't worry, I have a way!"
Zhou Qin curiously sat down on the ground again and asked, "What can I do?"
Ziyuan hesitated for a moment and whispered a few words in Zhou Qin's ear. Zhou Qin was stunned and said with doubt on his face: "Is this okay?"
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The next day, Wakayama Prefecture in Japan ushered in a sunny day. Japan's major media sent special teams to the vicinity of Koyasan early to prepare for a live broadcast of this grand event in the Japanese spiritual world.
Since Japan is a religious country, almost all citizens believe in Buddhism, and tens of millions of citizens believe in Shingon Tantric Buddhism. Therefore, the election of the ancient Yi sect and Shinyi sect of Shingon Tantric Buddhism for the position of general manager can be said to be the same.
A great event for Japanese people.
According to Japanese media estimates, at least 20 million Japanese will watch this day's live broadcast!
On this day, many believers fasted and bathed early and waited devoutly at the foot of Mount Koya.
Not long after, the door of Koyasan Temple opened wide, and the monks on the mountain, wearing cassocks, slowly poured out neatly and orderly like the tide.
It was an old monk wearing a red cassock, none other than Kasai Mitsuyoshi. Behind him were two old monks wearing purple cassocks. The two old monks standing on the left were holding scriptures in one hand.
At that time, Master Huiguo, the seventh generation founder of Tang Mi, passed down the treasured scriptures to the eighth generation ancestor to propagate the Dharma. The hand on the right is holding an extremely exquisite and luxurious vajra. This vajra is made of pure gold and is studded with precious stones.
, extraordinarily gorgeous and dazzling.
Behind these two old monks were two rows of middle-aged monks in purple cassocks. They were all great practitioners at the level of Young Monk and above. Only monks at the level of Young Monk and above were qualified to wear purple cassocks. These monks were holding in one hand a
The wooden fish was constantly tapping with one hand and chanting mantras softly in his mouth.
Behind them are monks at the level of the senior monk and below. Some of them hold cymbals, bowls, huge vajra pestles, or long swords in their hands. They are of all kinds and diverse, representing the ancient Yi sect.
Different genres.
The major Japanese TV stations, newspapers, and online media who had been surrounding the mountain for a long time saw these monks coming out. They immediately huddled together. One of the Mitsubishi vans marked with NHK was the most conspicuous among them, grabbing the most.
In the front position, several burly men and a female announcer whose appearance showed that she was extremely capable quickly jumped out of the car. They quickly rushed to the front of the crowd to seize the favorable terrain for filming the live broadcast.
Seeing that their big brother nhk was taking the lead, other media outlets were not to be outdone and swarmed in, blocking both sides of the avenue.
On both sides of the avenue, there is a young boy carrying a camera marked TV on his shoulder and a female host wearing a black uniform with a hot and sexy figure. They can't squeeze in no matter how they go outside.
, just running around in a hurry.
The young boy said bitterly: "Senior Aida, what should we do? If we can't take the photo, we will be scolded by the section chief!"
The female host named Xiang Tian also stamped her feet anxiously and said anxiously: "Idiot, don't I know? Hey, you are a man after all, right? If you can't squeeze in, won't you squeeze in!"
The young boy looked at the impenetrable wall of people in front of him. He took a breath of cold air, gritted his teeth, gritted his teeth, and rushed inside with a shout.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he rushed in, he was picked up by a tall and thick man. When the man saw the word TV on his camera, he sneered and said: "Wakayama TV station? How dare an unknown junior dare to be so presumptuous?
Get out! Get behind me!" After saying that, he threw him behind him, and the young boy was thrown out like straw.
The boy fell down and got up in a panic. Aida caught up with him and said in horror: "Is the machine okay?"
The boy also hugged the camera next to him with a nervous look on his face. After checking it several times, he breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Fortunately, the camera is fine!"
Seeing his stupidity, Xiangtian was so angry that he kicked him in the calf and said angrily: "Idiot, you are so useless! I'm so angry that the team is almost over. If you can't take any pictures, how can you go back and do business?"
?Do you want to resign?"
The boy got up with a look of fear on his face: "Sorry, it's all my fault!"
Aida glared at him and looked around with a face full of reluctance. Suddenly she saw the maple trees on both sides of the avenue. Her eyes lit up immediately. She picked up her skirt and ran towards the big tree. Three times five divided two
, climbed the tree in an extremely inelegant posture.
The young boy looked at her dumbfounded and stammered: "Senior Aida, what are you doing?"
Aida shouted angrily: "Idiot, hand me the machine quickly! Then climb up on your own, why are you still standing there?"
The young boy woke up from a dream and quickly climbed up the tree, taking pictures from a high position.
Reporters from many media outlets on this avenue have not been able to squeeze into the positions they wish for, especially the powerful TV stations that have almost occupied all the best seats, leaving no room for other colleagues.
When these people saw Wakayama TV reporters and anchors climbing up trees like monkeys to broadcast live broadcasts, their eyes suddenly lit up and they shouted one after another, repeating the same pattern.
All of a sudden, the avenue was crowded with people both above and below the trees. Many hosts chattered to the TV screen to introduce the live broadcast. The foot of Mount Koya was so lively that it was like a mouthful of boiling porridge.
After the monks of the Koya Sect walked around the mountain for a week, the monks of the Shinyi Sect soon joined in. After circling the mountain for a week, they slowly walked into Kongobong Temple.
At this time, journalists from major media rushed towards Kongobu Temple like crazy. With previous experience, Aida and the little boy quickly climbed up a big tree with the best angle, and concentrated on
own reporting.
What the ancient Yi sect and the New Yi sect displayed in front of the world was not an amazing battle scene, but a debate on Buddhist principles. In front of the world, the position of the general manager of the Shingon Tantric Sect was debated by both sides on Buddhist principles. In the media audience, as well as various
The judges of the major genres decide who wins and who loses.
This debate was long and cumbersome, with eminent monks from the two groups taking turns taking turns, spitting and spitting, bald heads and bald donkeys alike. After a few hours, the enthusiasm of journalists from major media outlets dropped significantly.
The young boy stuck the machine on a tree branch, adjusted the lens and focus, and then looked around. After looking for a while, he suddenly realized that under the tree, there were two men and a woman from NHK TV station talking in a low voice.
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The little boy pulled Xiang Tian aside and silently pointed to the tree, with an expression that seemed to say: Look, NHK!
NHK is Japan's largest television station and is equally famous as a world-class television station. Almost all Japanese television practitioners aspire to enter the "Television Temple."
Aida looked at them angrily, glared at the little boy in front of him, lowered his voice and spat: "What's so great? Isn't it just NHK?"
The little boy tilted his head with interest and listened to the words of the two people below. His absent-minded attitude angered the dedicated host. Aida punched the little boy in the shoulder and whispered angrily: "
What are you doing?"
But the little boy seemed to have unearthed a big treasure, and made a silent gesture to Aida, indicating that she should listen to what the two people below said.
At first, Aida looked angry and disapproving, but soon what the two people said attracted her attention.
"Hey, Rumiko, what do you think is so interesting about such a boring debate? Why did the section chief ask us to film it? Just find any rookie!"
"Tsk, you don't understand just because you don't understand! Hey, I'm telling you in a low voice, the section chief has received internal information, saying that this is actually just a cover to deceive the world, and what really determines the outcome is an internal battle!"
"Fighting? What kind of fighting? Ancient Yi sect and New Yi sect? Ha, okay, this looks good!"
"No, no! It's not!"
"What is that, Rumiko, tell me quickly!"
"Hehe, please beg me!"
"Okay, you little slut, let's see if I don't take care of you tonight!"
"Hehe, don't make trouble, be careful not to be seen!"
"Then tell me quickly, don't hide it!"
"Okay, don't tell anyone. Just follow me and take pictures secretly! It is said that the fight between Ichiki was between the goddess Masako Tachibana who is enshrined in Shingon Tantric Buddhism and a Chinese man!"
Hearing this, Xiangtian and the little boy in the tree both raised their heads and looked at each other with confusion on their faces: Chinese people? Chinese people? What does the election for the chief administrator of the Shingon Tantric Sect have to do with the Chinese people?