Chunyang First Headmaster

Chapter 454
Jinshan Temple is located on the Jinshan Mountain in the northwest of Zhenjiang Prefecture, hence the name.As a holy land of Buddhism in the south of the Yangtze River, Jinshan Temple has the largest water and land ashram in the Central Plains, where chanting sutras, setting up fasts, worshiping Buddhas and repenting, and recommending dead souls.After thousands of years of development, there are more than [-] officially awarded monks in the temple, and no less than [-] monks of various types.

All the temple gates in China face north from south, only Jinshan Temple faces west, towards the Western Paradise, and faces the Yangtze River.The palaces and halls are connected to each other, and the pavilions are connected to each other layer by layer.Cishou Pagoda stands on the top of Jinshan Mountain, rising from the ground, towering into the sky.From the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, there are layers of palaces and towers, which wrap the Jinshan Mountain, and the mountain and the temple are integrated.The entire Jinshan Mountain seems to be a majestic and magnificent temple, forming a group of ancient architectural complexes connected by citron and mountains, with red brilliance and green reflections, forming a unique style of "temple wrapped in mountains".

At that time, the sun was rising, and a shipyard facing the temple gate had been cleared, and there was a passageway for welcoming guests. Dozens of martial monks lined up in two teams, stood on both sides of the passageway with their hands clasped together, with solemn expressions on their faces. , motionless.

Climbing up the steps along the welcoming passage, the four heads of classes and the eight deacons of Jinshan Temple are all present, standing quietly on both sides of the steps, directly below the temple gate, and the abbot Zhaoshan stands impressively at the bottom of the steps, looking into the distance.

Thousands of boats, big and small, gathered on the river, and the martial arts people who came to watch the battle blocked the huge river, only to hear someone on the river shout loudly: "Xishan Yulong Longevity Palace is here!"

"The Fifth Patriarch Haitoad Zhongli is here!"

"Da Mao is dispatched by Yiqing!"

"Chen Chuan Huashan is here!"

Ships approached the dock one after another, and all of them, with a sense of Taoism and immortality, carried weapons on their backs, stepped onto the welcoming passage, and without saying a word, they just saluted Zen Master Zhaoming, the deacon who welcomed the guests, and stood quietly. On the side, the eyes observe the nose, the nose observes the mouth, and the mouth observes the heart.

Seeing these people, several class leaders and deacons of Jinshan Temple just smiled slightly and dismissed them.They are afraid of Xiao Qianli, the head teacher of Chunyang, who is in the realm of returning to the void, but they don't care about these second- and third-rate Taoist sects.

Just listen to the loud voice on the river: "White Horse Temple is here!"

Led by the guide boat, a big boat approached the dock slowly, and nine old monks with white beards and white eyebrows got off the boat one by one.

"Lingyin Temple is here!"

Another two fast boats came rushing through the wind and waves, and more than a dozen old monks emerged from the two fast boats. Chan Master Zhaoming stepped forward hurriedly, chanted the Buddha's name, and said loudly: "Senior brothers Guangji and Xingbei Are you here too?"

The old monk at the head returned the salute, and said in a deep voice: "Lingyin and Jinshan live together in the land of Suzhou and Hangzhou, which can be described as a strip of water. Is there any reason why the old monk should not come for such an important event? Junior Brother Zhaoming doesn't need to call, we can just do as we please !"

Zen Master Zhaoming folded his palms together and saluted, and immediately stood aside, seeing Zen Master Xingbei, the abbot of Lingyin Temple, leading a group of junior disciples and all the old monks of Baima Temple to salute one by one, and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Guangji traveled much farther than us, He arrived before us, but I was rude!"

The leader of the White Horse Temple was an old monk with a yellow and thin face, his face was deeply sunken, and his whole body looked thin and bony. When he stood forward, he was the master of Yuan Ting and Yue Zhi, and he saluted: "Xing Bei You don't have to be polite, senior brother, Buddhism is united with each other, since Taoism is inviting us to fight, how can we stand by and watch?"

These two forces walked to the other side, not wanting to meet the Taoist sect that came before.Zen Master Xingbei looked around and said with a smile: "There is still Shaolin yet to come, I never thought that Chunyang Palace invited to fight Jinshan Temple, but unintentionally made a good story in martial arts."

Zen Master Guangji nodded, and said slowly: "When the poor monk came, there were already many Zen brothers on the river. When Shaolin comes, it can be called a grand event of Buddhism!"

Immediately afterwards, monks from many famous temples such as Reclining Buddha, Donglin, Qixia, Qingjing, and Guiyuan arrived, and the overwhelming power of Buddhism immediately suppressed the momentum of dozens of Taoist priests scattered on that side.Seeing this situation, the monks were even more disdainful.

"Sanhe Tianji Sect, Shaoyang Sect, Qixia Longmen Sect, and Suishan Sect are here!"

"Taishan Sect, Gezao Lingbao Sect, and Tianshi Zhengyi Sect are here!"

"Heavenly Master Dao Shenxiao sent!"

The faces of the monks became a little dignified. The people who came were from the famous sect of Taoism that had been passed down for a long time, far from being comparable to the small sects who came before.Only the eminent monks of Jinshan, Baima, and Lingyin Temple looked calm. Although these sects were strong, they were undoubtedly inferior to the three famous temples.

"Emei is here!"

"Zhenwu faction, Qingcheng faction, Kongtong faction, and Longhushan are here!"

……

The Five Great Daomen gathered together, and even the abbot Guangji of the White Horse Temple and the abbot Xing Bei of the Lingyin Temple could not help but change their expressions, especially when they saw Taoist Lord Xuanguan, Lu Chenzi, Taoist Qingxu, Zhang Zhengchen, and Lord Huayang Jian. The five people came hand in hand, even though many old monks had eyes above their heads, they couldn't help frowning at this moment.

Chan Master Zhaoming didn't dare to be negligent, and hurried forward to pay respects, Taoist Xuanguan smiled and said: "Chan Master Zhaoming, you don't have to be polite, we are only here to watch the battle, we don't need to face a big enemy!"

"Don't you need to face a great enemy?" Zen Master Zhaoming thought inwardly, "Most of the world's Taoist elites are gathered like this. If there is a mistake in the fight, and the Taoism doesn't take advantage of the opportunity, it will be a strange thing!"

When the Five Great Dao Gates arrived, the Taoist side of the Taoist sect suddenly gained momentum. Taoist Xuanguan walked to the side of the Taoist gate, saw Daoist Xihe who had arrived one step earlier, and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist Xihe came so fast, poor Daoist hurry up!" Hurry up, but it’s still a step too late.”

Daoist Xihe laughed, and said, "I owed Zhangjiao Xiao an old debt, and now I take this opportunity to repay it to him!"

Among the people present, only Xuanguan, Qingxu, and Lu Chen knew what kind of "old debt" Xihe Daojun owed Xiao Qianli, and their eyes were strange, and they looked Xihe Daojun up and down a few times, Seeing that the aura in his body was exhausted and he looked like an ordinary person, he couldn't help but look happy, and cupped his hands and said: "Congratulations, fellow Taoist Xihe, the innate Taoism has made a further step, really gratifying!"

Back then in the place where Dao fell, several disciples of Chunyang Palace went in to search for treasures, and got a dead branch of Huang Zhongli, the spiritual root of the congenital Yimu, and Taoist Xihe used it to get a glimpse of the origin of the congenital wood. In just half a year, his whole body Zixiao Thunder returned to the sea of ​​​​qi, and even went back to the source, faintly touching the door of the innate high-level.

Daoist Xihe also had a smile on his face, and he returned the courtesy again and again: "Don't dare to be, don't dare to be, these Dao brothers have all improved their skills, Xihe's talents are mediocre, and they have a little success, so they can't be counted! They really can't be counted!"

When everyone in the Taoist sect was beaming with joy, they only heard a loud shout from the river: "Songshan Shaolin is here!"

As soon as this remark came out, the audience was silent, but everyone in the Buddhist sect was overjoyed.

(End of this chapter)