Chunyang First Headmaster

Chapter 364 Destroy each
There was silence in the camp, only the cold wind whistling.

Suddenly someone outside said loudly: "Junior Brother Gu Xuan said that although it is generally good, it is also biased!"

At this time, the two monks who were watching the night outside were startled to see someone coming, and shouted together: "Who is it?"

The man said in a deep voice, "Don't panic!"

After hearing the voice clearly, the two monks let out an "ah" and hurriedly said, "I've seen the abbot!"

A gust of cold wind blew in, and a tall yellow-robed old monk with ears hanging down his shoulders and big ears strode into the camp. Seeing him, all the monks stood up and saluted.

The two Zen masters also stood up and saluted, saying, "I have seen Brother Fang Zhang!"

The person who came was the abbot of the ancient peak of Luojia Temple in Putuo Mountain. He looked around, folded his palms together and returned a salute, saying: "Everyone, you don't need to salute too much!"

He went straight to Gu Yin and Gu Xuan and sat down. When he saw that Zen Master Gu Yin was about to speak, he waved his hand to stop him, and said in a deep voice: "The poor monk already knew about the attack. The head student of Chunyang Liu Striking with the wind, hitting with one blow, and retreating completely, is indeed the demeanor of Master Chunyang."

Abbot Gufeng paused for a moment, and then said: "If Liu Suifeng can come, Chu Xun and Li Chengyuan can naturally come, Xie Guangling and Song Shujian are even more able to come. We originally planned to gather the forces of the five factions to storm Kunlun Yuxu Peak. Several eminent monks dragged the head teacher Xiao Qianli, and the rest quickly wiped out the opponent's main force with a thunderous force, and then wiped out the remaining forces fleeing outside one by one. Unexpectedly, Senior Brother Zhengci of Da Ci'en Temple did not expect this time, Hey, it's all wrong!"

Zen Master Gu Yin asked, "Then who are Chu Xun and Li Chengyuan?"

Gu Feng explained: "Headmaster Chunyang has many direct disciples, among them Liu Suifeng, Chu Xun, and Li Chengyuan are the strongest, although they are not innate, their actual combat power is not weaker than a golden body An eminent monk of the first level. Li Chengyuan is not well-known, but there are rumors that this son is very good at fighting, and the law he masters is also related to killing. As for the second disciple of the Chunyang sect, Chu Xun, who understands the way of desolation, is the leader of all times."

As soon as this remark came out, the faces of the two old monks suddenly changed. Zen Master Guxuan frowned and said: "First there was the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, and then there was the way of barrenness. Chunyang Palace is located in the northwest border, but where did you find it like this?" Good talent and beautiful jade?"

Abbot Gu Feng rarely showed seriousness on his round and fat face, and said slowly: "Because of this, if the momentum of Chunyang Palace is not suppressed as soon as possible, let alone ten years, it will be three to five years later, who would know? How far can Chunyang Palace grow? It is precisely because we saw this kind of crisis that we joined hands in the Western Expedition, not for personal grudges, it is the general trend!"

"The dispute between Buddhism and Taoism that Junior Brother Guxuan mentioned is justified. But there is one thing that I don't know. Zen Master Wuji, the previous eminent monk of Puxian Temple in Emei, once heard the Taoism taught by Xiao Qianli with his own ears, and told me one by one. Wait, those who hear it are really shocked."

Wuji's reputation is not obvious, even Gu Xuan and Gu Yin don't know the origin, and Abbot Gu Feng didn't explain the identity of this person, but slowly recounted the content of the recitation, and heard the two old monks who are superb in Buddhism Horrified.

It was late at night, but the monks were not sleepy at all. Listening to the abbot Abbot's narration quietly, his heart was overwhelmed.Some trembled all over, some turned pale with fright, and more remained silent.Some people wanted to ridicule and refute, but found that the story of conferring gods was intertwined, and after careful consideration, there was no flaw.

After finishing his narration, Abbot Gu Feng looked around at the crowd and asked again, "How are you two junior brothers?"

Zen Master Guxuan's face was livid, and Chan Master Guyin gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "Pure Yang is not destroyed, it will be a catastrophe for Buddhism!"

Abbot Gu Feng saw that Junior Brother Gu Yin had already figured it out, so he nodded in relief and said, "Exactly!"

He pondered and said: "There is a 'hidden phase' Song Shujian in Chunyang Palace. This person is in charge of the innate way of 'Yi'. This person saw through it. Now that Liu Suifeng has already dispatched, the rest of the people will probably not stay in Yuxu Peak. The poor monk thought for a long time, facing the enemy head-on, fighting with open guns, the outcome depends on martial arts, that's all. , but it is difficult to deal with it if you highlight the surprise soldiers, nibble away one by one, and defeat each one!"

The monks were terrified, and couldn't help looking around, as if the ambushes from Chunyang Palace would suddenly launch a sneak attack, but they saw a vast expanse of whiteness outside, but there was silence in the middle of the night.

Abbot Gufeng said quietly: "For this western expedition, the monastery has almost all the elite, and the remaining strength is less than [-]%. It is best if we win, but if we return after a big defeat, Luojia Temple will definitely be devastated. Even if we win , and there must be heavy casualties, in this battle, whoever can make great contributions can inherit the mantle of this seat."

Abbot Gufeng always regarded himself as a "poor monk" and "old monk", but now he suddenly called himself "this seat", and he was actually giving the order as the abbot, and his tone was extremely solemn, obviously he had made up his mind.

All the monks bowed their heads together and felt that the abbot master was so solemn in arranging the funeral and planning successors, as if he knew he would not be able to return to the Central Plains. The two old monks also looked miserable and remained silent.

Not to mention the gloomy Luojia Temple. In a small mountain depression, more than 50 monks from Fuhu Temple in Mount Jiuhua huddled together around the fire, cursing and complaining in a low voice about the ghostly weather.

"I saw that it was only forty miles away to enter Xiping County, but unexpectedly encountered an avalanche and was trapped in this place, unable to advance or retreat, and I don't know when I will be able to enter the city!"

An old monk in red robe sat cross-legged, heard the discussions of the monks, couldn't help frowning, and shouted: "Shut up!"

All the monks hurriedly sat down with their lapels folded, only to hear the old monk say in a deep voice: "You have also been practicing Buddhism for many years. It hurts his body and hurts his bones. If you come here, you will be safe. The abbot has brought several brothers and sisters across the snow mountain to ask for help, and there will be an answer in a few days. All of you are all qi cultivation, and you can't stand even a little bit of severe cold. ?”

All the monks didn't dare to speak for a while, only after a while did someone say: "Master Uncle Dakong learned that we are not afraid of the severe cold, but for some reason, a few junior brothers and sisters walked all the way, their eyelids were red and swollen, they were afraid of light, and wept continuously. My vision is blurred, but I don’t know if I’ve been tricked…”

"Nonsense! Let's relax outwardly and tighten internally along the way. If there is a conspiracy, why don't we all notice it?" Zen Master Dakong frowned, and ordered, "Probably because of eye disease, you can use the cool and blood stasis medicine Drugs? You can apply some externally and take some internally to see if it can be relieved. After entering the city, we will have a diagnosis and treatment."

Someone outside laughed and said: "Stupid monk, he doesn't even know about snow blindness, he is really ignorant. The majestic four famous mountains of Mahayana Buddhism are all in vain!"

All the monks burst into an uproar, and rushed out of the mountain valley together, only to see a tall and strong young man standing in the snow, wearing a pair of strange-shaped metal gloves, standing in the snow.

(End of this chapter)