The All-Heaven Road from Wudang

Chapter 134 King Ming's Demon Subduing Formation

"This...this is..."

Those monks were terrified, even if their Living Buddha was standing in front of them, they never felt the slightest sense of security.

Great fear and despair permeated every corner of their bodies, and they didn't even dare to look up at the approachable old Taoist in front of them!
Not only them, but Hutu Living Buddha was also trembling.

The huge pressure made him feel like he couldn't bear it, his legs were weak, and he wanted to kneel down.

But he is a living Buddha after all, and his state of mind is still somewhat higher than that of those monks, and he can barely endure it.

What kind of realm has this old man reached? !

Hutu living Buddha secretly guessed in his heart that the living Buddhas of their ** monastery will receive the empowerment of the previous generation, and go up with the spirit. They are born in harmony with heaven and earth, and can easily possess many unimaginable supernatural powers. However, even in front of this old Taoist I can't even stand!
Could it be that he can really be with the ancestor...

No, it's impossible, there can't be such a person in the world!
He suppressed many thoughts in his mind, put one hand on his chest, pointed to the ground with the other hand, stretched out his finger, formed a magic seal of touching the ground, and recited the Buddha's name loudly in his mouth: "Amitabha, brothers, are you still returning to your throne?"

As soon as he said a word, an indescribable aura spread around him, and all of Zhang Sanfeng's aura was completely isolated for a while. Many monks temporarily got rid of that desperate and terrifying situation, and barely returned to normal. A team of people lined up, front, back, left, and right, sitting on the ground, all bearing the king's seal, muttering scriptures in their mouths, and surrounded the white-clothed Hutu in the center.

In an instant, the spirits of the people were united as one, and the figure of the Hutu Living Buddha seemed much taller. There was a glimmer of pure Buddha light flowing all over his body. Just as the real Buddha came to the world, his momentum actually overwhelmed Zhang Sanfeng by a few points!
Wudang's disciples were dazzled, but Li Li and Qixia were shocked. They could see that the competition between the two sides was not martial arts, but spirit. This seemed much more elegant than using martial arts, but in fact, it was more dangerous It is not inferior at all!

And this Tibetan monk really has something extraordinary, even with Zhang Sanfeng's century-old practice, he still can't suppress him. The title of living Buddha is really well-deserved!
"Amitabha!"

The Buddha's name was chanted in the mouth of Hutu, and the Zen sound was bursting, covering Wudang, almost turning this place into a Buddhist kingdom on earth.

With a compassionate look on his face, he said: "A real person has great Taoism, profound cultivation, and I admire you. Why should you be angry with senior brothers like this monk with the demeanor of a real person?"

Zhang Sanfeng looked at the other side's position, but saw that the other side's monks were divided into five positions in the south, east, west, north, and center. Except for Hutu, there were three monks in each position. There were only two people in the south, but it was Sayama. It was because of being injured by Yu Daiyan at the beginning.

They are connected by the unknown tantric secret method of energy, harmonious and unimpeded, and under the blessing of the spirit, the spiritual power of this little monk has greatly increased, which is really very mysterious.

Zhang Sanfeng has traveled all his life, he has never seen such a secret method, he couldn't help seeing Lie Xinxi, stroked his beard and smiled and said: "Interesting, very interesting, little monk, tell the old Taoist, what is your formation called?"

"It's a small formation, which makes real people laugh."

Hutu smiled lightly, his face became more compassionate, and he said slowly: "Ba Siba, the former living Buddha of my ** temple, had debated scriptures with many Taoist immortals in the Middle Earth eighty years ago, and benefited a lot. Qian, after returning to the monastery, seeing Tathagata Fudo Ming Wang's reverence felt a little moved, so he created this Ming King's Conquering Demon Formation, the old man once said that he was able to get this formation, thanks to the Quanzhen Taoist sect in the Central Plains."

"Ba Siba?"

Zhang Sanfeng's mind flashed a figure of a young monk with deep eyes, like a hidden deep sea, this person in the past, with his own power, slaughtered all the Taoist masters in the Central Plains, almost with the power of gods and demons!

"It must have been the Big Dipper Array of the Quanzhen School that inspired him."

There seemed to be emotion in Zhang Sanfeng's words, he suddenly withdrew his momentum, and said: "Tell me, why did you go to Wudang Mountain this time, did you come to ask for the assassination of King Ruyang?"

Feeling the disappearance of that oppressive feeling, Hutu breathed a sigh of relief, and also lost his battle.

He originally thought that it would be easy for him to go to Wudang and use his own cultivation to deal with a centenarian old man, but he never thought that this person was so strong-willed that he could not gain the upper hand in the spiritual battle. Fortunately, there was King Ming Rely on the demon formation.

"The real man is joking, this is a common matter in the world, and the monk will not intervene in it."

Hutu said with a smile on his face: "The little monk is here to announce the good news for the real person."

He paused, not waiting for Zhang Sanfeng's answer, and continued: "In the past, Zhang Daoling, the Taoist sect in the Central Plains, established the Celestial Master Taoist Gate with Longhu Mountain, and was conferred by the emperors of all dynasties. His Majesty the Emperor admires the practice of real people, and ordered the young monk to come here with an imperial decree, wishing to confer on the real person as the Great Master of Protecting the Country, and from then on, the Wudang lineage will rest with the great vitality, what does the real person want?"

"The canonization of the Yuan court?"

A trace of disdain flashed in Zhang Sanfeng's eyes, and he said: "In that case, I would like to thank the Living Buddha for his kindness, but the old Taoist has buried most of his body in the soil, and the worldly fame and fame are just passing away with the old Taoist."

Most of his body was buried in the soil...

The Hutu Living Buddha and the Tibetan monks were speechless for a while. As for your vigor when you descended the mountain, and for the aura you displayed, you seem to be half buried in the ground?

"I beg you to reconsider, sir. His Majesty the Great Emperor is very sincere and willing to build the Zhenwu Emperor Palace for the Wudang faction. The position of the Great Master of Protecting the Country is still higher than that of the prince." Hutu persuaded again.

"Building an imperial palace?"

Zhang Sanfeng shook his head and smiled, and said: "The old Taoist has been used to being sloppy all his life, I'm afraid he won't be able to live in a palace like that, and even though he is a monk and doesn't care about world affairs, the old Taoist is a Han Chinese after all, I'm afraid he won't be able to serve the king of a foreign race."

"Bold, Your Majesty is a member of all races... uh..."

A foreign monk subconsciously wanted to scold him, but Zhang Sanfeng's eyes turned cold and he looked at him. He immediately recalled the great fear of being dominated by the other party just now, and swallowed the second half of his words in fright.

Hutu Living Buddha said: "Why should a real person have the same knowledge as a junior monk? Since he doesn't want to be conferred by His Majesty the Great Emperor, the junior monk will bring back the original words, but..."

He looked around in the crowd, but finally stayed on Mo Li, and asked with a smile: "This is the Wudang sword god who has become famous in the world recently, Li Li Mo Shaoxia, right?"

Mo Li looked at the white-clothed monk in front of him with a cold expression, and said, "I don't dare to be a sword god. I don't know why the Living Buddha is looking for Mo XX?"

"I've heard for a long time about Mo Shaoxia's elegant demeanor and superb swordsmanship, but seeing him today, his reputation is well-deserved."

The white-clothed monk smiled and said: "However, Shaoxia Mo's murderous aura is too heavy. He killed brother monk and the four monks in the ** Temple. Your Excellency must give an explanation for these five lives?"

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(End of this chapter)