Chunyang First Headmaster

Chapter 352 Mahayana Buddhism's Evaluation of Xiao Qianli

There is a small temple at the foot of Baiyun Mountain, tens of miles east of Luoyang, named Zangmei. It lives in the Qinglong River Valley.

The first level of Zangmei Temple is dedicated to the four great Mahayana Bodhisattvas, the second level is dedicated to Maitreya Buddha, the future leader of the Saha world, the third level is the Mahavira Hall, and the fourth level is the residence of monks.The environment is quiet and beautiful, inaccessible.

The gate of the temple was closed, and there was no one else in the temple except for two old monks sweeping the floor. In a quiet room in the quadruple courtyard, there were five old monks sitting cross-legged.

If someone well-informed sees these five old monks, he will be shocked.Gein, these five monks are all famous abbots of famous mountain temples, and they are all well-known masters of a sect in the martial arts world.

Zhengdong was born with big ears and a red face, but he had no beard or eyebrows. His eyes were opened and closed with a divine light. He was the abbot of Fuhu Temple in Mount Jiuhua, Zen Master Dajue.

The person in Zhengxi has a withered complexion and drooping eyebrows. He seems to have a sad face and bitter hatred. He is the Zen Master Hongfa, the abbot of Puxian Temple in Mount Emei.

Zheng Nan was full of genuine energy all over his body, obviously his skill was extremely deep.Even though his eyes are half closed, he still has a pleasant smile on his face, his ears hang down his shoulders, and he holds a Buddhist bead in his hand. He is Zen Master Gu Feng, the abbot of Luojia Temple in Mount Putuo.

The person in Zhengbei is the youngest, less than 60 years old, wearing cloth and straw shoes, there is absolutely no difference in the slightest, but his face is full of spirits, and there seems to be a faint flow of precious light, like a pearl and jade, naturally shining.It is Zen Master Zhixing, the abbot of Lingjiu Temple in Dafu, Wutai Mountain.

In addition to these four people, there was another monk sitting in the center, with white beard and long eyebrows, and a peaceful expression. He was the master of the Mahayana ancestral court and the abbot of Daci'en Temple Zen Master Zhengci.

Zen Master Dajue first asked: "Senior Brother Zhengci, that day you fought against Master Chunyang, what is the skill of this person?"

Zhengci calmly said: "Several senior brothers blocked the poor monk for a big plan, so the poor monk did not fight this person. The only thing from which he can infer his true strength is the Bodhi golden body of senior brother Zhenghui, which was captured by this person. The three swords shattered."

Zen Master Dajue nodded and said: "Your junior brother is very decent in handling things. If Fuhu Temple suffers such a big change, the junior monks of the poor monk must be the same!"

He changed the subject, and then asked: "There is one thing that needs to be confirmed again!"

"Junior Brother Dajue, please speak up!"

"I heard that senior brother Zhengci found the place where the Dao fell, and used nine relics to set up the Anuttara-samyak-sambodhi formation, but this person resolved it with all his strength. Is there any evidence for this?"

"The poor monk didn't see it with his own eyes!" Zhengci's voice was calm, and he said slowly, "After the Daci'en Temple was burned, this person talked with Xuanguan, Lu Chen, Qingxu, and Xihe in the inn. Chen personally admitted this matter, presumably there is no falsehood!"

He raised his long eyebrows, glanced at Zen Master Dajue, and asked, "Could it be that the younger brother has any ideas?"

Zen Master Dajue nodded, and said in a deep voice: "Although there are doubts, it has nothing to do with the overall situation! The only problem now, all the information shows, so far no one has been able to drive this Chunyang head teacher into a desperate situation. Where is the limit?"

"As for his cultivation strength, although he hasn't bottomed out yet, the poor monk has roughly a judgment!"

"Seven ways to attack Chunyang, Dachen Canglong Wei Wuming was cut by this person's sword, Wei Wuming is a fellow practitioner of two departments, and his real combat power is the intermediate level of Huashen."

"In the battle of Jianzhen Yangming, this man fought three against one. The opponents were Nanloufeng, the leader of the Yangming Sword Sect, and his two juniors, Wu Jian and Mingkong. It's only one step away from gathering energy, and the three of them work together, although they haven't absorbed the law in their bodies, they can't display less than the middle-level strength of Huashen."

"Shocking the sky, the head of the sky, Mo Yeli, and the deputy head, Xu Fangyi, joined forces to use the 'water mirror' to stimulate the nothingness. The combat power displayed is slightly higher than that of Yangming, but it is not beyond a small realm."

"In the battle of Xiping Yunxiao Pavilion, Wu Daochen, the True Lord of Bliss, was pierced through the chest by this man. In the past, Wu Daochen killed Gu Feikong, the middle-level Huashen, but he was suspected of being a coincidence. If his double luck of Kong and Le is ignored, his combat power is about At the peak of the mid-level god transformation."

"After this battle, until the first battle of the ancestral court, except for the peacock great Ming king Jialuo Sazha of the Esoteric School, this person seldom made a move. It is rumored that Xuanguan Taoist, who is in the high-level realm of transforming gods, once fought with him. This person competes, but doesn't know the details."

Chan Master Dajue spoke one by one in a coherent manner, causing everyone to nod their heads.

"Judging from previous achievements, this person's martial arts should at least not be lower than the peak of the middle-level Huashen, and it is very likely that he has reached the high-level of Huashen!"

Zen Master Zhengci has been quietly listening to the analysis of Zen Master Dajue, and slowly said: "If it is Xuanguan Taoist Lord, the Anuttara Samyak Sambodhi array can calm him down for at least a day and a night!"

"Not necessarily!" Zen Master Dajue said in a deep voice, "Emei Daoism's martial arts are upright and peaceful. Although its formations are ingenious, they may not be better than Sanliu Sanbodhi. If the martial arts taught by Master Chunyang Numbers and formations restrain the Buddhist Bodhi formation?"

He paused, and then said: "With the cultivation base of Taoist Xuanguan, if he absorbs the law into his body, he should fight with Senior Brother Zhenghui. However, Senior Brother Zhenghui guides and activates the relics and hurts the soul, otherwise he may try Show the true strength of Master Chunyang."

Chan Master Zhixing, the abbot of Lingjiu Temple in Dafu, suddenly said: "Leaving aside the state of affairs, what is this person's temperament? I wonder if there is any brother who knows how to look at it?"

All the monks looked at Zen Master Zhengci immediately, only to hear Zhengci coughing and said in a deep voice: "From the perspective of a poor monk, this person acts wildly and unconstrainedly, and he does not stick to one pattern, but he plans and moves quickly. The style is quite tough, and it is easy not to be disturbed by foreign objects!"

"Indeed!" Zen Master Dajue sighed, "How important is the Mahayana ancestral court? I don't know how many Buddhist treasures there are, and he can get rid of it? It can be seen that this person has a strong temperament and is not burdened by false fame. People are much more difficult to deal with.”

Mentioning this matter, all the old monks clasped their hands together and whispered the Buddha's name: "Amitabha——" There was a sense of sorrow in the tone.

For a while, the five old monks were silent, and after a while, the radiant Zen Master Zhixing shouted: "If you don't get rid of this fang, it will cause great harm to Buddhism in the future!"

Zhengci glanced over the faces of the four of them one by one, and said slowly: "Do you have a good strategy?"

Zen Master Zhixing said with emotion: "We will join hands with five people, even if Xiao Qianli is stronger, so what? It's better to lure him out of Kunlun Mountain, encircle and wipe him out!"

"It's not enough to get rid of only one person!" Zen Master Hongfa, the abbot of Puxian Temple who had been silent all this time, suddenly said, "Chunyang Palace, don't appear in the world!"

"Huh?" As soon as the words came out, the four of them were taken aback.

Zen Master Hongfa stood up, bowed to the door, and said in a loud voice, "I invite Grand Master Uncle!"

"Uncle Grand Master?" The four monks were startled suddenly, and they thought of a name in unison. They couldn't help standing up quickly, and bowed down in unison: "The juniors Zhengci, Zhixing, Dajue, and Gufeng have met Zen Master Wuji. !"

(End of this chapter)