Wanderer of the whirling world

Chapter 143

After Hong Taiwei said this, he coughed twice violently, blood foam gushed out of his mouth, sprayed everywhere, and stained his front skirt.

He struggled to stand up, but his movements were too big, as if he had touched the wound, grinning his teeth in pain, he cursed vigorously:
"Straight mother thief! Which shameless bastard sneaked up on me, won the bet later, and this Taiwei will cut you into pieces and dismember you, so as to eliminate the hatred in my heart!"

While speaking, a large amount of blood oozed from the cloth strip tied on his chest, seeped out, and dripped down.

Beside him, a medical officer surnamed Liu was sitting. Seeing that he was talking nonsense as soon as he woke up, he quickly stopped him and said:
"Master Taiwei, the wound is too big and too deep, please don't move rashly, so as not to bleed too much."

Hong Taiwei's face was pale, and he didn't know whether it was from anger or pain. He was supported by Medical Officer Liu, leaning against the mountain wall, panting heavily.

His lungs were seriously injured, and the sound of his panting seemed to be pulling a bellows, whistling, extremely frightening.

When Zhan Zhao heard Hong Taiwei's words, he felt very unhappy, and said to himself:

"The Taiwei was injured and unconscious before the battle started, and he didn't even see the strength of the opponent. He still agreed to Ding Ping's bet without saying anything. Isn't this playing into the hands of this group of people? It's just extremely confused. !"

However, the Song Dynasty has always had a fine tradition of laymen leading experts, and civilians commanding military officers to fight wars. The more people who don't understand anything, the more they speak.

Therefore, even though Zhan Zhao was slandering him endlessly, he could only bend down and persuade him with kind words:
"Master Taiwei, there are several very powerful opponents on the opposite side. If it is only three games, we are not sure, but if we fight for a few more rounds, we will not be afraid of him."

Taiwei Hong waved his hand with difficulty, and said softly:

"It doesn't matter... Whether it's three games or ten battles, it doesn't matter. I said Zhan Weiwei, do you think these bastards will obediently hand over the murderer even if they lose the bet?"

Zhan Zhao was at a loss for words for a while, and said in doubt:
"That's...that's true, but if that's the case, then why do we have to bet with him?"

Hong Taiwei collapsed on the ground like a pool of mud, but his eyes were as sharp as blades.

He casually said:

"It's just a plan to slow down the army. Wait for time and see what changes. Zhanwei, three battles and two victories, do you have someone in mind? Although the result is not important, don't dampen my Da Song's spirit."

At this moment, Zhan Zhao felt that Taiwei Hong didn't finish what he said, and he had other deep meanings, but he didn't say anything, and he couldn't ask, so he thought for a while and said:
"I feel that the two people with the highest martial arts here are Bao Song Luohan and the third general Xu Liang. As for the third person, it may be Captain Xin, Taoist Xuancheng or Zen Master Miaoqing. I haven't thought about it yet. it is good."

Taiwei Hong glanced at him, raised the corners of his mouth, and smiled slightly:
"Aren't you counting yourself?"

Zhan Zhao is a bit ashamed. As a well-known southern chivalrous man, he has been an official for many years and is entangled in mundane affairs. His martial arts have been surpassed by the younger generation. Not to mention Xu Liang, even Xin Ziqiu, who is only a teenager, I'm afraid it's not an opponent now.

Alas, the waves behind the Yangtze River catch up with the waves before, and I don't know whether to feel sad for myself or feel happy for the younger generation.

He said shyly:
"If it's a battle of ten battles, I can barely make it to the field, but if it's a third battle, alas, it's not that I'm trying to evade, it's really... this..."

Taiwei Hong closed his eyes, nodded slightly, and said:

"For the first battle, let Monk Miaoqing compete."

This was a bit beyond Zhan Zhao's expectation, he said doubtfully:

"This... Zen Master Miaoqing's martial arts are indeed not weak, and he is considered an outstanding one among the younger generation, but in comparison, Baosong Luohan is more confident."

Hong Taiwei did not answer his words, but hummed and said:

"I said, Monk Miaoqing, you take the lead. If you lose, you will lose face to the Great Song Dynasty. When you go back, I will demolish the gate of your Daxiangguo Temple and let all the monks in your temple sleep in the street."

He was badly injured, his voice was soft, like a whisper, Zhan Zhao was beside him and listened to him, and he had to concentrate to hear clearly.

But Zen Master Miaoqing was standing a few feet away from Taiwei Hong, and when he heard the words, he turned around and said with a smile:
"Your Majesty's order, the poor monk should do his best, but in a contest, no one can say that he will win. This military order, the poor monk dare not stand."

Zhan Zhao was startled, Zen Master Miaoqing was so far away, yet he could even hear Taiwei Hong's faint and vague words clearly?Could it be that he has practiced the Buddhist Tianertong or that he can't understand the heart?
Only heard Taiwei Hong said angrily:
"Don't pretend to me. Bringing you to this treasure is not just for nothing. Go and win for me for a while. It's best to kill your opponent directly and vent your anger for me."

Zen Master Miaoqing smiled slightly and said:

"Amitabha, the poor monk will do his best."

Beside him stood the heroes of Kaifeng Mansion, many of them didn't hear what Hong Taiwei said, and were confused by Zen Master Miaoqing's sudden talking to himself.

Why did the monk suddenly talk to himself, what was he doing?

Xin Ziqiu had already entered the realm of refining qi and transforming into gods. Although Taiwei Hong's voice was quiet, he couldn't hide it from his spiritual glance.

Hearing the conversation between the two, he felt a little strange, why did Captain Hong have so much confidence in this Chan Master Miaoqing?And it sounds like the two have known each other for a long time, and they look very familiar.

He has always been very wary of Taiwei Hong in his heart, always feeling that he is mysterious, wondering if it has anything to do with the devil Jia Zhengliang is talking about.

Hearing the conversation between the two at this time, he couldn't help but look at Zen Master Miaoqing again.

I saw this master was young, with a straight nose and a square mouth, a face like a crown jade, wearing a plain monk robe, he looked even more handsome, he couldn't see the ten ascetic monks at all, on the contrary, he looked more like a monk. The son of the rich family.

Especially on his face, there is always a confident smile, the whole person is like a steaming ink painting, dreamlike, wandering between reality and illusion, as if he will disappear in place at any time.

As if feeling that Xin Ziqiu was watching him, Zen Master Miaoqing turned his head and smiled at him. Looking at each other, Xin Ziqiu felt an invisible pressure, if there was nothing, he became more curious.

Zen Master Miaoqing glanced at Xin Ziqiu, stepped forward a few steps, walked out of the team, clasped his hands together, and said to Ding Ping:

"Namo Amitabha, benefactor Ding is very polite. The poor monk is named Miaoqing, and he became a monk at the Daxiangguo Temple in Tokyo. In this first battle, the poor monk came to learn from everyone."

As he spoke, his arms were hanging in front of him, and his wide monk sleeves were slowly billowing, like a sail that had been fully blown by the wind, almost bursting.

Seeing that the real qi in his body is so powerful, everyone present couldn't help being surprised.

Ding Ping originally thought that the Song team would send the most famous Ouyang Chun in the first round, or Xu Liang, who had hidden weapons, but he didn't expect that the person who came was a young and unknown monk. A little surprised and annoyed.

Who do you look down on?
He originally wanted to be the first to fight, but after thinking for a while, he still looked at Eunuch Li, who was beside him with long arms and shaggy hair, thinking that your master wants to take the gold slip, why don't you use some strength?

So he said:

"For this battle, Eunuch Li has to fight. Your old man has just fought this monk. You should be familiar with his martial arts methods, and you must be more confident in winning."

Hearing this, Eunuch Li snorted coldly, jumped into the arena without saying anything, and punched Zen Master Miaoqing.

When the scuffle happened suddenly, many people in Da Song's team didn't notice Eunuch Li's strange appearance, but when they looked at him at this moment, they were very surprised to find that this was a strange man with long hair and messy hair.

Seeing that although his fist was ordinary, it was full of strength. Under the agitation of internal force, there was a roar of thunder, with the great power of breaking mountains and cracking rocks. They were all palpitating, and they all sweated for Zen Master Miaoqing. .

But Miaoqing didn't rush, she took a step forward slowly, swung her left fist, and swung her right fist, her posture was extremely chic, her fist strength was both firm and soft, full of stamina, and contained infinite changes, combining the essence of superior boxing skills The righteousness is vividly embodied.

All the people present are experts in martial arts, and their eyes are sharp and vicious. Seeing this punch, it is simple and simple, and it is the ultimate state of boxing that many boxing practitioners strive for all their lives. They all drank it secretly. There is a lot of color.

At the same time, I also wondered in my heart, when did such a remarkable young strong man appear in the martial arts world, but he was unknown and his reputation was not obvious?

Miao Qing and Eunuch Li collided with each other's fists, and the real qi was stirred up, like a howling wind, blowing up pieces of dust.

The two quickly disassembled seven or eight moves, and everyone has seen clearly that what Miaoqing used was the widely circulated "Five Elements Boxing", while what Eunuch Li used was the more well-known "Taiwan Boxing". "Zu Quan" was created by Zhao Kuangyin, Emperor Taizu of the Great Song Dynasty.

Both sets of boxing techniques have been circulated in the market, and you can learn them in any martial arts gym in the capital for a couple of bucks.

But the same ordinary boxing moves, used in the hands of the two, turned decay into magic, with infinite power and incomparable exquisiteness, no less than the famous stunts of any school in the world.

This is the difference between boxing masters and ordinary fighters.

After thirty moves, Eunuch Li saw that Miaoqing could not be taken down, he suddenly shouted, his whole body was covered with a layer of faint blood, it was extremely evil.

When the blood light appeared, the speed of his punches suddenly accelerated, and his strength doubled. It seemed that he had used some kind of secret method to instantly improve his strength.

With two punches, Miaoqing was forced to take a step back, followed by advances to rush to attack. In an instant, thousands of arms appeared, and the attack was like a storm, unstoppable.

When the heroes of the Kaifeng Mansion saw it, they were shocked. This Eunuch Li was already extremely powerful in martial arts before, but he didn't expect that this was not his real strength.

When Miaoqing saw Eunuch Li's secret method, her face was as calm as water, and she suddenly recited scriptures in a low voice:

"If you are surrounded by evil beasts, with terrifying sharp teeth and claws, think of the power of Avalokitesvara, and rush to the boundless place..."

His voice was soft, but it was sent to the ears of everyone present, not weaker than Hong Zhong Dalu, and it was deafening.

The well-informed man among the crowd immediately recognized it:
"This is the Sanskrit supernatural power of Buddhism. It specializes in breaking all kinds of evil spells. How can he practice it at such a young age?"

It turns out that the Buddhist Kungfu has its own school, and there are no different levels such as the "Golden Elixir" and "Yuanying" of the Taoist Inner Alchemy School. Magical powers against enemies.

For example, after reciting the scriptures countless times, a monk with high comprehension and wisdom can naturally comprehend the so-called "Sanskrit sound supernatural powers", which can exorcise demons and evil spirits, eliminate disasters and resolve karma.

According to different scriptures, the effects of Sanskrit sounds are not the same. What Chan Master Miaoqing is reciting at this moment is part of the "Miaofa Lotus Sutra". With the power of Guanyin Bodhisattva, you can guard your mind, dispel evil methods, and practice it to the deepest level. In this place, all demons can be added to the body without any loss.

But such supernatural powers cannot be cultivated overnight. Not only must there be great sincerity and perseverance towards the Buddha, but also an understanding and wisdom root beyond ordinary people's understanding of Buddhism.

Moreover, more haste makes waste, the more intentional you are in cultivating supernatural powers, the easier it is to fall into the so-called "obstacles of knowledge and vision", which is the opposite.

In fact, it is difficult for many eminent monks who are profound in Buddhism throughout their lives to get a glimpse of it, let alone higher-level Buddhist supernatural powers such as celestial eyesight and other mind powers that require great wisdom.

Xin Ziqiu's heart moved when he heard Miaoqing's supernatural powers.
When he was treating Jia Zhiqing's wounds in Tianbo Mansion, he also heard Zen Master Zhijing mention this supernatural power. According to what he said at the time, it would take a lot of effort to gather eighteen eminent monks who possessed this supernatural power, which shows that this method is difficult. Practice to the extreme.

Can't help but become more curious about the identity of Zen Master Miaoqing.

……

At this time, Miaoqing was smiling, with a gentle look on her face, and the sound of chanting was filled with infinite piety and peace.

It seems that at this moment, he is the Buddha Arhat sitting on the lotus platform, dispelling all suffering and all karma of all living beings in the world with supreme magic power.

He uttered Sanskrit sounds like gurgling water, washing away the gloomy blood and strange aura on Eunuch Li's body.

In a short while, the brilliance covering Eunuch Li's body was unsustainable and gradually extinguished like a candle in the wind.

And his movements also slowed down as the blood disappeared, as if the words of the scriptures had condensed into a sticky paste, wrapping him tightly, unable to break free, unable to shake off, It gets tighter and tighter.

At this time, Eunuch Li punched, but with [-]% of his strength to resist the resistance brought by the mantra, the power was greatly reduced.

While Zen Master Miaoqing was reciting scriptures wholeheartedly, his aura became stronger and stronger, and his true energy became more and more abundant, as if he had really been blessed by Guanshiyin Bodhisattva.

Under the ebb and flow, the superior and the inferior will make a judgment.

After a few moves, Eunuch Li could no longer resist the enemy, only then did he realize that Miaoqing's martial arts were far superior to his own, and that he hadn't used all his strength at all during the melee.

He knew in his heart that if he continued to fight, Miaoqing would not even need to make a move within ten moves. Under the wash of the Sanskrit sound, his skills would definitely be exhausted and he would be seriously injured.

So he made a feint, jumped out of the circle, and said:
"I lost."

Seeing him admitting defeat, Miaoqing didn't chase after him, and stopped chanting scriptures, clasped her hands together and said:
"Amitabha, accept. I also hope that the benefactor can put down the butcher knife as soon as possible and get out of the sea of ​​suffering."

Talking about fluttering his sleeves, he returned to his own formation and said to Taiwei Hong:

"Master Taiwei, fortunately the poor monk did not disgrace his life."

Hong Taiwei snorted and said:

"Assuming you are acquainted, the mountain gate of the Daxiangguo Temple will be stored there for the time being."

Miao Qing smiled slightly, but said nothing.

Everyone in Kaifeng Mansion was very surprised and admired when they saw how powerful Miao Qing was.

Zhan Zhao admired Hong Taiwei's formation even more, and came up and asked:
"Your Majesty Taiwei is really good at predicting things! In your opinion, who are we going to send in the second round?"

Hong Taiwei slightly opened his eyes and said:

"It can't be said that things are as good as gods. I am not good at martial arts. It's purely blind. Next, please invite the guards to choose someone."

Zhan Zhao insisted on refusing, and still wanted to ask him to make a decision.

Xin Ziqiu listened on the sidelines, curled his lips and sneered.

Blind?How about fooling a fool, even an idiot can see that there is something tricky between you Hong Taiwei and Monk Miaoqing, and you are still fooling a fool here.

He found that Taiwei Hong acted a little crazy and unpredictable. This time he was injured by a sword, and it was probably fake.

Why does this acting like a showman look like another guy?
Hong Taiwei saw that Zhan Zhao had to order his own generals, so he said:
"I see Captain Xin is a little restless over there, as if he is eager to try. If so, we still need to give the young man a chance to hone himself, why not let him compete in the second match."

Xin Ziqiu couldn't laugh or cry when he heard this.

I'll fuck your uncle, you're restless, your whole family is restless!

……

(End of this chapter)