Li Yundong's words were sonorous, powerful, and resounding. They revealed mercilessly Masako Tachibana's plan to use the power of defeating Li Yundong to frighten other sects. Moreover, there was not a single curse word in Li Yundong's words, but every word was like throwing a spear.
Daggers are like axes, axes, knives and forks, so sharp that people can't withstand them.
Even people like Masako Tachibana who are used to seeing strong winds and waves can turn blue and white for a while!
She gritted her teeth secretly and glanced at Xiyuanji Changsheng with hatred. She just wanted to crush this guy to ashes immediately: Why didn't he tell me about this!
In Tachibana Masako's view, since Li Yundong was able to defeat Xiyuanji Changsheng like this in one encounter, he is obviously a very powerful opponent. But if the opponent is only good at hands and not good at words, then he himself
You can take advantage of the strong advantage of the home court to exert strong psychological pressure on the opponent verbally, prompting the opponent to make mistakes in the subsequent fight.
Although Tachibana Masako is arrogant and conceited, she does not underestimate the enemy. She knows very well that she cannot lose this battle, otherwise the Tachibana family may be in catastrophe!
But Li Yundong's sharp words made Tachibana Masako instantly give up the idea of having a verbal war with him.
Tachibana Masako secretly said with hatred: His apprentice was also a sharp-tongued person before, but he didn't expect that the master is also a sharp-tongued person! Damn it! If you lose in a while, your teeth will be knocked out!!
Although many of the Japanese on the field could not understand Li Yundong's Chinese, they saw Li Yundong and Masako Tachibana, one confident and the other angry, and they couldn't help but be filled with suspicion for a moment and whispered.
"What happened between them?"
"Is it possible that Tachibana Masako-sama really did something shameful?"
"Damn it, does Tachibana Masako-sama need to do such a thing?"
"Then... why is this happening?"
"I, how do I know!"
The middle-aged man standing next to the Ise Shinto goddess took advantage of the situation and said with a smile: "So Tachibana Masako, you still have such skill, it's amazing, it's amazing! You are indeed a traitor, you can do anything!"
Masako Tachibana was so angry that she glared at the middle-aged man fiercely. A sharp light flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes. There was a "boom" in front of them, as if a bomb exploded out of thin air, and a wave of air spread in all directions.
Come, the reporters around were shocked and took a few steps back with horrified faces.
Tachibana Masako was unable to leave the stage at this time, but she heard a kind and solemn voice coming from behind: "Amitabha! When is the time to retaliate? It is better to dissolve enemies than to marry them!"
Everyone followed the sound and saw an old monk wearing a gold-red ghast walking out slowly. It was Masa Kasai Mitsuyoshi, the 413th great monk of the Shingon Tantric Sect.
Kasai Mitsuyoshi is a low-key person and has high prestige in the Japanese Buddhist community. As soon as he came out, the reporters around him saluted him to show their respect. Even the goddesses and middle-aged people of Ise Shinto also bowed slightly to him.
salute.
After Kasai Mitsuyoshi returned the courtesy with them one by one, he clasped his hands to Li Yundong and also said in Chinese: "Master Li, even if there is a dispute, you might as well resolve it in the subsequent fight, how about it? As the saying goes, tit for tat, Chang Sheng has been defeated.
If you are beaten like this, even if you have committed a huge crime, it should be offset by each other."
Li Yundong sneered: "Where is the Medicine King Cauldron? Return the Medicine King Cauldron first!"
Kasai Mitsuyoshi hesitated and said nothing. Li Yundong seemed to know what he was thinking and sneered: "Don't worry, since I'm here, I will fulfill my promise and fight with you so that you can know the world of Chinese spiritual practice."
Are there any masters out there? However, before that, you must return the Medicine King Cauldron to me! Because it should be our Chinese magic weapon!"
Kasai Mitsuyoshi nodded slightly, turned to a monk on the side and said, "Go to Chang Sheng's room and have a look."
When the monk saw that Kasai Mitsuyoshi actually listened to Li Yundong's words, he couldn't help but became anxious and said: "Master Monk Masaru! How can you let a..."
Before he finished speaking, Kasai Mitsuyoshi glanced at him slightly. Although this look was not sharp, it immediately made the monk dare not say anything more. He glared at Li Yundong bitterly, then turned and left.
Not long after, the monk came holding a purple-gold tripod cauldron.
Kasai Mitsuyoshi took it from his hand, held the Medicine King Cauldron to Li Yundong with a slight smile, and said: "The finished jade is returned to Zhao, please rest assured Li Zhenren!"
Li Yundong was not polite, he casually took the Medicine King Cauldron and stuffed it into the colorful bag at his waist. The big-headed Medicine King Cauldron immediately disappeared, causing the Japanese reporters around to widen their eyes and exclaim,
His eyes were fixed on Li Yundong's waist, as if he wanted to see what was there.
Seeing Li Yundong accept it, Kasai Mitsuyoshi made a gesture and said: "Master Li, please come inside!"
When Li Yundong saw that the other party was being polite, he also made a polite gesture: "Master Monk Zheng, please!"
The two people exchanged hypocritical politeness for a while. If the people around them hadn't seen the fight between the two parties, they would have thought that they were a pair of good friends who hadn't seen each other for a long time!
After Kasai Mitsuyoshi led Li Yundong into the courtyard, the reporters behind him all started making a fuss: "Let us go in too!"
"Yeah, let's go in together!"
"Why can the Chinese enter our Japanese place, but we Japanese cannot enter our own place?"
Kasai Mitsuyoshi frowned slightly. As he led Li Yundong into the courtyard, he said to the monk next to him: "Go and seal the door and don't let them in."
The monk nodded, and soon two monks followed him to the door. After the two monks from Ise Shinto finally entered the courtyard, they blocked the door like a city wall, clasped their hands, and closed their eyes.
No matter what these reporters said, they remained motionless and turned a deaf ear.
After Li Yundong entered this royal courtyard, he saw tall cedar trees planted all around. Some courtyards were beautifully designed into garden-style scenes, with small bridges, flowing water, rockeries and strange rocks. Stones with a strong Japanese flavor could be seen everywhere.
Stools and stone tables as well as shrines and statues.
Li Yundong followed Kasai Mitsuyoshi in a circle. After making a few turns, his eyes suddenly opened up and he saw that he had arrived in front of a Japanese-style building in the shape of a back.
This building is only two stories high, with cornices and brackets, black tiles and red columns. The upper floor is decorated with jade railings and hollow flower windows. Downstairs is a corridor and a hall with sliding doors removed. You can see the tatami mats in every room at a glance.
There were many people sitting there.
Some of these people were wearing monk's robes, and some were wearing Shinto god's robes and witch robes. There were probably at least two to three hundred men, women, old and young.
These people were originally talking and greeting each other. When they saw Li Yundong coming, everyone immediately stopped talking and looked at Li Yundong.
This is where almost all the elites and powerful people in the Japanese spiritual world are located. Looking at them together, one can imagine how overwhelming and powerful it is, just like Mount Tai weighing down the top!
Li Yundong was completely unaware. He was smiling and looking around with neither arrogance nor arrogance. Li Yundong saw that one of the windows on the second floor in the east had not been opened, while the other windows upstairs were all open.
There were also some people looking down from the windows.
Li Yundong pointed to the window next to Kasai Mitsuyoshi and asked: "Who is up here?"
Kasai Mitsuyoshi smiled lightly: "His Majesty the Emperor and his wife!"
Li Yundong asked in surprise: "Your Japanese emperor is here too?"
Kasai Mitsuyoshi smiled and said, "Is there anything surprising?"
Masako Tachibana, who had been following behind, said at this time: "Do you feel pressured to fight in front of the Emperor of Japan?"
Li Yundong burst into laughter: "He is your emperor, not mine! If there is pressure, it is also your pressure. What does it have to do with me? It's you... aren't you afraid that you will lose to me in front of His Majesty the Emperor and have no place to step down?"
Tachibana Masako raised her head and laughed loudly: "This is absolutely impossible!" After saying that, she raised her head and walked slowly into the field.
At this time, the middle-aged man from Ise Shinto walking behind them also said to Li Yundong sympathetically in half-baked Chinese: "Young man, I admire your courage, but your..." As he said, he pointed.
Pointing to his head, he sneered, "I don't appreciate your wisdom!"
Li Yundong asked with interest: "Oh? Why?"
At this time, the goddess of Ise Shinto, who had always been as cold as ice, said coldly: "Because a smart person would not choose to fight Masako Tachibana at the headquarters of the Shingon Tantric Sect! This is an extremely stupid act of committing suicide!"
When Li Yundong saw this goddess before, he thought she was unusually cold and charming. Although she looked young, she behaved and behaved like an old woman, and was calm and a bit enchanting.
Li Yundong smiled and asked: "Why do you say that? Is Masako Tachibana particularly powerful here?"
The middle-aged man from Ise Shinto laughed: "Are you kidding? No one has ever been able to defeat Masako Tachibana in this place! Here, the power of the gods enshrined in Mount Koya for thousands of years will become her power. You
Do you think you can fight against the power of faith accumulated over thousands of years? Stop dreaming!"
As he said that, the middle-aged man glanced at Masako Tachibana with a complicated look, and said with emotion: "This is Masako Tachibana's home court! Chinese people, when fighting away from home, it is better to be low-key and honest! I'll give you a
Suggestion: This suggestion is to admit defeat as soon as the fight begins! The earlier you admit defeat, the greater your chance of survival! Once Tachibana Masako gets angry and goes berserk, it will be your end!"
Li Yundong burst out laughing: "You said no one has ever beaten Tachibana Masako here?"
Ise Goddess added coldly: "Never! Masako Tachibana has never fought with anyone outside Mount Koya!"
"It turns out to be a Ninja Turtle!" Li Yundong laughed and said, "Well, today I will be the first person to break Masako Tachibana's turtle shell at her home court!"
Seeing that Li Yundong couldn't listen, the middle-aged man shook his head and muttered in Japanese: "What a stubborn idiot! Incorrigible!"
After saying that, he ignored Li Yundong again, turned around and said in Japanese to the goddess beside him: "Izumo, let's go, this guy is already a dead man! Stop nagging him!"
At this time, at the entrance of the Royal Garden, reporters from major Japanese TV stations made a fuss for a while, and then gradually died down. Some experienced reporters simply started a live broadcast at the entrance, introducing the situation orally.
Thinking about what happened just now.
Just as they were chattering in front of the camera lens, several hosts who were appearing on camera were all stunned and looked in one direction.
The reporter who was filming also turned around curiously and saw three more monks wearing bamboo hats, holding Zen staffs and cloth shoes walking slowly behind them.
"Strange, why are there people?" Although these reporters were puzzled, some of them responded quickly. They rushed to the three monks and asked loudly, "Are you here to participate in the conference inside? Which sect are you from?
The cultivator you sent? Can you take us in with you?"
But no matter how they talked, the three monks always lowered their heads, held their bamboo hats low, and said nothing.
An eagle-eyed reporter keenly noticed that there was a faint fragrance wafting from the bodies of these three people, and the skin on their necks exposed by the three people lowered their heads was as delicate as porcelain.
They couldn't help but be startled: Huh? It seems to be a woman! Could it be someone from the Pure Land Sect? However, I have heard that the Pure Land Sect brought their female family members with them! But I have never heard of three women dressed as monks coming together!