The All-Heaven Road from Wudang

Chapter 135 Arguments
Give an explanation?

Mo Li couldn't help feeling amused for a moment.

In theory, it was the other party who started the attack first. If he didn't kill those old monks, he would have entered the ** Temple and become a monk by now; Heroes are all there, why does the other party ask him to give an explanation?
He looked at the white-clothed monk and said, "Even if Mo Mou wants to give the teaching of the Living Buddha, Mo Mou's sword will not agree!"

The Meridian Sword at his waist rattled in its sheath, and as the intent of the sword flowed, the fierce aura in his body soared into the sky, and all of them rushed towards the white-clothed monk.

Hutu only felt that the heroic young man in front of him changed suddenly, and in an instant, he became a peerless sword that cuts up clouds and cuts down rivers and mountains. Yun Xuangong, but he was terrified in his heart, how could a young man in Wudang have such a terrifying sword intent?
"Okay, Li'er, don't be rude to the living Buddha." Zhang Sanfeng said.

"Yes, Master."

Mo Li responded and drew back his sword intent.

Hutu Living Buddha felt that the pressure was relieved, and he couldn't help feeling relieved.

A small Wudang Mountain, from old to young, there is no one to mess with. Hutu has already regretted this trip in his heart, and he has a little bit of retreat in his heart.

Just thinking of that person's entrustment...

He suppressed the idea of ​​retreating in his heart, and asked, "Why don't Master Zhang think about this matter?"

Zhang Sanfeng looked at the monk coldly, frowned and said, "What does Master want from my Wudang sect?"

"Kill your life, pay your debts!"

Although being stared at by Zhang Sanfeng, Living Buddha Hutu felt terrified in his heart, but he still bite the bullet and said: "But God has the virtue of good life, and monks are even more merciful. As long as this Mo Shaoxia is willing to follow me When we go back to ** Temple and pray for the five dead monks for [-] years, this matter will be written off!"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone in Wudang showed dissatisfaction on their faces.

The name of Mo Li Sword God is known all over the world. Everyone in Wudang, from the Seven Heroes to the ordinary disciples, is proud of him. Now a random Tibetan monk comes here and wants to imprison Mo Li for twenty years. What do you make them think?
"You're dreaming!" Song Qingshu shouted.

"Yes, wishful thinking!"

"Get out of Wudang Mountain!"

……

A group of disciples kept shouting and cursing, and the scene was very chaotic for a while.

Seeing this, Song Yuanqiao coughed softly, and the field became silent for a while.

He said: "If according to what the living Buddha said, then your Excellency injured my two disciples guarding the mountain, then please ask the living Buddha to stay in Wudang and practice for [-] years, and you have redeemed your sins."

Now it was the turn of the group of Tibetan monks to be dissatisfied.

Hutu Living Buddha was speechless for a while, not knowing how to answer.

Seeing this, Zhang Sanfeng said: "Okay, you know that Wudang can't agree to this request, if there is nothing else, please leave."

"Zhang Zhenren!"

Hutu Living Buddha said: "Is it true that five lives have to be counted like this?"

Zhang Sanfeng stared at the young monk coldly, his scalp numb.

After a while, he said: "What do you mean?!"

Hutu Living Buddha was beating drums in his heart, but he still held back his fear and said, "I also ask Zhenren Zhang to teach me a thing or two, so that the little monk can go back and have an explanation with His Majesty the Great Emperor."

"You want to fight the old Taoist?"

Zhang Sanfeng showed a strange look on his face, and said with a smile: "Okay, very good, since sixty years ago, you are the first person that the old man has met to challenge the old man, so let the old man see if you, the Ming king, can surrender Get rid of the old daoist big devil!"

"So, offended!"

Hutu clasped his palms together, bowed his head in a salute, and said in a deep voice, "Let's fight!"

All the monks shouted the Buddha's name in unison, and among the changing gestures, they made the Baoshan seal, the lion's galloping seal, or the flame seal, all of which were one of the fourteen root seals of King Ming. Together, in the shape of a pointing sword, it is the first of the fourteen root seals, the Fudo Ming Wang Seal!
"The one who holds the light is afraid of all filth and evil. Now I have turned into all the filth and live in it all around. What can he do with the magic of the light..."

"Shi Wudong Ming Wang, under the order of Buddhism, summoned the other heaven, and saw that he did such a thing, and he transformed into a vajra..."

"At that time, the impure vajra, which has been devoured for a moment without leaving any filth behind, then clings to it and comes to the place of the Buddha..."

All the monks recited the scriptures individually. In the sound of Zen singing, there were hidden flying flowers falling from the sky, and the strange fragrance came from the nostrils. The bodies of the monks emitted immeasurable light. meaning.

As for Hutu in white in the center, his figure keeps getting taller and bigger, filling the sky and the earth in an instant, giving people an unparalleled feeling!
"This...this is..."

Even if all of you present are Wudang disciples, among them Bufan, who is the world's top master, was stunned and at a loss when he saw this scene.

No matter how high the martial arts are, and how good the swordsmanship is, what about facing such non-human Buddhist supernatural powers?

Song Yuanqiao and the others looked fearful, and looked at their master worriedly. Although Zhang Sanfeng is a well-known Gai Dai master, the one who came to compete with the enemy was not martial arts!
On the other hand, Mo Li, with sword intent surging all over his body, the Meridian Sword buzzed softly, and a pensive look flashed in his eyes.

"Amitabha, all benefactors, are you still not enlightened?"

Hutu recited the Buddha's name for a long time, bowed his head and bowed slightly.

At this moment, the light of the Buddhas in the heaven and the earth is even greater, in all directions, in the sky and on the earth, there are many sacred Buddhas looming, all in the state of angering demons, holding a treasure pestle, a magic staff, a divine sword, and a precept knife, to name a few...

The overwhelming coercion came surging, as if Mount Tai was slowly falling, and all the Wudang disciples only felt that their breathing was heavy. Facing the tall monk in white, they subconsciously felt fear, admiration, kneeling and other emotions in their hearts.

That is the real Buddha, don't be disrespectful to Buddha!
"Buddha!"

Among the crowd, a seven or eight-year-old Taoist boy was the first to be unable to bear the coercion. His legs softened and he knelt on the ground, crying and shouting loudly: "Worship my Buddha, worship my Buddha, beg me Buddha Mo!" punish me!"

Li Li turned his head and saw that this little Taoist boy was a disciple who had just started, called Qing Ding.

One person knelt down, and even then a chain reaction started, one after another, a dozen or so disciples knelt down in the blink of an eye, all yelling, for fear that the gods and Buddhas in the sky would subdue them.

It's no wonder they, these Tibetan monks, are good at fighting with the soul, they are just disciples, they haven't practiced martial arts for a long time, and their will has not been sharpened, so naturally they can't bear this mental pressure.

But if it continues like this, I'm afraid that more and more disciples will be unable to support it.

Zhang Sanfeng looked at the people kneeling down and the gods and Buddhas all over the sky who were getting closer, but he smiled, and said with a relaxed expression: "The heaven and the earth are natural, and the filth and qi are scattered. The cave is mysterious, and the Taiyuan is shining brightly."

Daoism, the divine mantra for purifying heaven and earth!

The voice floated into everyone's ears with a wonderful rhythm. In an instant, all the gods and Buddhas in the sky were shattered. The people who knelt down felt a burst of relief. Looking at the disappeared gods and Buddhas, they couldn't help but look at each other...

(End of this chapter)