Chunyang First Headmaster

Chapter 268
Zhang Qiuzi with a gray face walked down the ring step by step, but saw an old man with long beard and white hair standing in front of him, he looked up listlessly, but immediately bowed to salute.

"Master..."

"En!" The old man stared at Zhang Qiuzi with piercing eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Not convinced?"

"No!" Zhang Qiuzi said dejectedly, "every one of my talismans is the result of my long-time tempering and infusion of true energy into it. Every talisman I cast is equivalent to a shot with all my strength. That pure Chu Xun from Yanggong didn't have any fancy skills, and he forcibly deciphered my talisman method by relying on his own ability, and the disciple was convinced of his defeat!"

The old man nodded, and said lightly: "Since the defeat is convincing, why do you act like a half-dead?"

Zhang Qiuzi said shyly: "Master, there is only one disciple left among the top eight. This disciple's defeat means that the entire army of the Dragon and Tiger Sect is wiped out... This disciple is really shameless..."

The old man snorted and said with a sneer, "You, Zhang Qiuzi, have great face! My Dragon and Tiger Sect has accumulated thousands of years of foundation, when will it be your turn to represent Zhang Qiuzi?"

Zhang Qiuzi let out an "ah", bowed hurriedly and said, "I don't dare!"

The old man waved his long sleeves, and said solemnly: "When Chu Xun fought you, every move was clearly battle-hardened, and it was a strength cultivated through hundreds of battles. He is much younger than you, and now But you are already an upright half-step genius, you Zhang Qiuzi is the apprentice chosen by the old man, is it worse than others? Since you lost, cheer me up, go back and practice hard."

The words were sarcasm and humiliation, but they reflected the earnest feelings of the teacher.Zhang Qiuzi was ashamed when he heard this, but slowly straightened his body, clenched his fists, and said loudly: "This disciple will definitely live up to the teacher's expectations!"

The old man snorted coldly, and ordered: "After returning to the mountain, honestly go to the Taoist Temple to retreat for a month, and think about where you lost!"

The Shendao Hall is the forbidden area of ​​the Dragon and Tiger Sect, and there are many notes left by the ancestors of the Dragon and Tiger, which are extremely precious.Zhang Qiuzi was taken aback, but couldn't help being overjoyed, and hastily promised loudly: "Yes!"

It was so easy to rekindle the confidence of his proud disciple, but the old man didn't have the slightest complacency on his face. He drove Zhang Qiuzi back to the wooden pavilion of the Dragon and Tiger Sect, but he looked at Chu Xun from afar, secretly thinking in his heart He thought to himself: "This son is really remarkable. If he cultivates such a disciple, what kind of ability should he have as a master?"

Not only him, seeing Chu Xun's breakthrough in battle, many people turned their attention to Chunyang Palace.

As early as when Xuancheng Daoist came out to meet him in person, almost all the people in the Taoist school just regarded Chunyang Palace as a newly rising Taoist sect, and there were many sects. They had never even heard of "Chunyang Palace" before. Character.

However, when discussing Daoism, Xiao Qianli of Chunyang Palace attracted Nine Heavens Gods and Buddhas, refuted the provocative Monk Yanzhi to a complete defeat, and even raised the matter of Hu Hua to an intriguing level, which not only caused the monk's mood to be unstable, And in one fell swoop laid the foundation for the prosperity of Taoist theory.

It was also at this Dao Discussion Conference that the "Sanqing Baogao" gathered for the first time, and the matter of Chunyang Palace adhering to the unification of Taiqing Dao was already a final conclusion.

At the Dao Discussion Conference, Xiao Qianli almost stole the limelight; the discussion of the law stopped because of this.In the next discussion on martial arts, the two sisters Guo Yuying and Guo Pengcheng joined forces in the final of the foundation building group. This can only be regarded as an appetizer, but in the battle of transforming qi, the two pure Yang disciples entered the top eight together, which is really a black in the end.

"What kind of sect is Chunyang Palace?"

I don't know how many people are secretly thinking about it, and the sects with good relations are also secretly inquiring about the information about Chunyang Palace.

"It took more than a year to develop to this point?"

This is not a big deal, but since Xiao Qianli's debut, he has not lost a single game, which makes more people startled.

It is extremely common in many small and medium sects that the headmaster is powerful. This kind of thing has happened many times in history.However, these sects often have few successors, and they are short-lived and disappear in the long river of time.

But this Pure Yang Palace...

Everyone looked at Xiao Qianli, who was ethereal and elegant, and looked at the two disciples who followed him step by step, and couldn't help sighing: "Just these two disciples, given a few more years to grow, will be enough for a sect to continue its past. !"

"God... is going to change..."

Sitting on the high platform, ignoring the murmurs of several Taoist leaders around him, Taoist Xuanguan leaned back leisurely, but looked at the east thoughtfully.

In the direction Xuanguan Taoist is looking at, there is a towering and extremely high mountain far away, overlooking the Yellow River and Luoshui in the north, Yingshui and Jishan Mountain in the south, Zhengbian in the east, and Luoyang in the west. It is the sacred place of the Shi family. Songshan.

"Boom—boom—boom—boom—" four long drums sounded, followed by an extremely long "dang" chime.Monks wearing brown, yellow, black, and gray monk robes came out of their rooms or squares one after another, sat in the main hall together, and started today's evening class.

An old monk with a white beard and white eyebrows sat in the middle of the main hall. Under his leadership, all the monks recited the "Amitabha Sutra" and "The Confession", went to Mount Mengshan to give food, and recited the "Pure Land Text" and "Three Refuge".

Among the monks, there was a young monk with his eyes slightly closed, and he said in his mouth: "I take refuge in the Buddha, the two-legged deity. I take refuge in the Dharma, the desiring deity. I take refuge in the Sangha, the deity among all..."

"Take refuge in the Buddha, you will not fall into hell...not fall into..."

He suddenly felt a pain in his chest, and felt as if his chest had been hit by something suddenly, the pain was extremely severe, cold sweat rolled on his forehead in an instant, and he could not continue to read while clutching his chest.

The old monk in the hall raised his eyebrows, slowly opened his eyes, kept chanting scriptures, and looked at the young monk between the separation and reunion of divine light.

Seeing the strange behavior of the young monk, the old monk stopped chanting and asked, "Mukong?"

This young monk was the northwestern traveler Mukong monk who had visited Chunyang Palace and was defeated by Xiao Qianli.

Hearing the old monk's words, all the monks stopped involuntarily and looked at Mukong in surprise.

Mukong covered his chest with his hands, took a few deep breaths, then calmed down, shook his head and said: "Teacher Lao is bothering you, disciple is fine!"

The old monk frowned slightly, turned his eyes to Mukongxingzhe, and said in a deep voice: "Mukong, you are restless. You can finish today's evening class early. Go back to your room and meditate on the "Heart Sutra" ten times!"

Mukong hesitated for a moment, bowed respectfully, and left the hall silently.

He had just returned to the room when he heard the creak of the small door, followed by Monk Mu Ming, the traveler from the southeast.

"Brother Mu Ming, why did you come out?"

Mu Mingxing glanced at Mu Kong, and said with a smile: "Why, do you feel distressed?"

Mu Kongxing was silent for a moment, then shook his head and said, "Brother Mu Ming, don't make fun of me!"

"Just kidding?" Mu Ming shook his head, and said seriously, "Mukong, go down the mountain!"

There was a flash of light in Mu Kong's eyes, and he said coldly: "Senior Brother Mu Ming, are you going to drive me down the mountain?"

"Fool!" Mu Ming jumped up, grabbed Mu Kong's monk robe, lowered his voice, and shouted, "Are you going? If you don't go! Brother will help you!"

(End of this chapter)