The All-Heaven Road from Wudang

Chapter 156 Achieving Bodhi
"The Great Shift of Heaven and Earth?"

In the courtyard, all the disciples of the Wudang School and the Huashan elders were still amazed at the slap from the white-browed Eagle King just now, but Zhang Sanfeng caressed his long beard and said with a smile: "The old Taoist heard people talking about this martial art back then. Ding Tian also made his name in Nuo Da by relying on this skill, seeing him today, it is really extraordinary."

"Unfortunately, if there were not an army of Tartars watching from below, all the masters of the Demon Cult would have been wiped out today!" the short elder sighed.

The two elders looked at Xian Yutong resentfully, but they saw that the head of the Huashan School, who was still very handsome just now, was dying at this moment, and it seemed that he was dying.

The head of the famous decent sect colluded with the demon sect to poison. If this matter spreads, the reputation of the Huashan sect may be ruined!

Mo Li said: "Although the Great Teleportation of the Universe is miraculous, how can my sword be so easy to pick up? After he returns, he will have to rest for at least half a year!"

Although Qian Kun Da Nuo Yi is similar to Gusu Murong Family's Dou Zhuan Xing Yi, but Mo Li's sword qi is fierce and sharp, as long as the White-browed Eagle King dares to enter his body, his meridians will definitely be injured!
Everyone was shocked, the white-browed Eagle King didn't look injured.

"Then my father-in-law... is there a serious problem with my father-in-law?" Zhang Cuishan asked with concern.

His position is very awkward, sandwiched between Mingjiao and Wudang, neither up nor down.

Originally, one of Mingjiao and Wudang was far away in the northwest, while the other was in the south of the Yangtze River. They were irrelevant, and if they couldn't touch each other, there would be no trouble, but now...

Mo Li glanced at Zhang Sanfeng, Zhang Sanfeng nodded slightly, motioned to him, and he said: "So that Uncle Wu will know that the disciple's sword energy is extremely fierce, and Yin Tian is relying on the great move of the universe to force the disciple's sword energy into his body. His internal energy is insufficient, his meridians are bound to be damaged, and with his age, even if he can recover from his injuries, he may not be able to recover to his full glory."

"This……"

Zhang Cuishan sighed deeply, but his emotions were extremely complicated.

If this matter is reported back to Wudang, how should he explain it to Yin Susu?

Marrying a wife is not good, nothing better than this, beauty is good, but in this world, there will be all kinds of restrictions.

This night, for many people, is destined to be an extraordinarily long night.

For example, the general in command of the Yuan court, he didn't understand, he was very good, suddenly from nowhere, more than ten thousand rebels came out, raided the camp in the middle of the night, and each had their own cunning methods, such as using fire dragons, or spraying poisonous water, or Hiding in the soil, raiding from the secret passage.

The group of them had been on their way for several days, and they were camping and repairing for tomorrow's battle. They never expected that there would be a sneak attack, and now they suddenly encountered this incident in the middle of the night. A group of soldiers, caught off guard, were directly killed and collapsed. Fang Ming, this fierce fighting has just come to an end.

The army that Emperor Yuan had arranged with great painstaking care was dispersed by the Mingjiao Five Elements Banner.

The heroes on and off the mountain, I don't know how many people there are. Hearing the sound of the army fighting all night, they all stayed up all night, and they were a little frightened, afraid that the Yuan army would come to encircle and suppress him.

When the sky was bright, they went out to have a look, but they saw dead bodies everywhere on the mountain and down the mountain, and searched around again, there might not be a large army watching and ambush from a distance, so they went up the mountain independently.

Huashan, South Peak.

Among the seventy-two peaks, this peak is the steepest and steepest, and among the Five Sacred Mountains, this peak is also the highest, and it is called the head of Huashan Mountain!

Although the duel was scheduled at night, by noon, the South Peak was already crowded with people everywhere.

As the landlord, the Huashan faction had been prepared for a long time, sending disciples to separate areas, and managed those Jianghu warriors in an orderly manner. Of course, this was also because these people wanted to watch the battle at night and did not want to cause trouble at this time.

Wave after wave of heroes are still rushing up the mountain, even though the southern peak is already full of people.

On March [-]th, the night of the full moon, debating scriptures and discussing Taoism, one point of life and death!
This shocking duel has already been spread all over the Jianghu in the past three months. As long as they are not immobile, or hiding in the mountains and living in seclusion, the rest of the Jianghu heroes will come if they can!

When dusk came, the number of people going up the mountain gradually decreased, and countless torches lit up like fire dragons, illuminating the sky exceptionally brightly.

The two sides of the debate, but no one came.

Qunhao watched the twilight getting darker and the full moon gradually rising, and couldn't help but feel more and more anxious. From time to time, he scratched his head and looked up the mountain road, hoping to see the figures on the two sides.

When the bright moon hangs high in the sky and the clear light falls, on the mountain road, a team all dressed in Taoist attire slowly appear on the mountain. The first few people are all old Taoist masters with white beard and hair. I'm afraid that there are eight or ninety, but each leg is strong and fast, and in the middle of the team is a member of the Wudang sect wearing a uniform costume. Zhang Sanfeng is surrounded in the middle, with a high feather and a crown, a childlike face with white hair, and a dusty breath, like a mysterious person. The Immortal Gate is alive.

"Zhang Zhenren!"

"Really Zhang has arrived!"

"Wudang is here!"

There was an uproar all over the mountains and plains, and countless eyes of envy, jealousy, admiration, or indifference all focused on the team of that sect, and all focused on the white-haired and childlike figure.

This is the highest peak of martial arts in this world, a great master of martial arts that has only emerged for hundreds of years, and a living myth of martial arts!
How many people grew up listening to his legends and deeds, until they grew old and died, generation after generation, and how many people have seen his true face?
A group of Taoists all walked up the mountain by themselves. Although the mountain peak is steep, it is as smooth as walking on the ground under the feet of these Taoist elites with unique skills.

In a short time, a group of Taoists had already arrived at the top of the mountain. There was already a huge open space carved out by the Huashan faction, and there were many futons on both sides.

All the Taoists were about to take their seats, and the crowd of heroes suddenly burst into an uproar again!

On the mountain road, suddenly there was a burst of Zen sound, so powerful that it enveloped the mountains and plains, and even suppressed the voices of all the heroes present!

When everyone looked closely, they could only see that where the Zen sound came from, there were bald heads one after another, which were extremely eye-catching under the moonlight and firelight.

And the first ones were a group of great monks wearing bright yellow robes, many of them were familiar to everyone present, especially the three old monks who walked in the front!

"It's the three great monks of Shaolin Temple!"

"The three great monks of Shaolin Temple are all here!"

"Where is Ba Siba?!"

Everyone was shocked that all the masters from Shaolin Temple had appeared, but more people were looking for Ba Siba.

Ba Siba did not show up, he was still sitting in the sedan chair, his figure was covered by the white gauze.

Everyone listened to the chanting, looked at the Ba Siba covered by the white gauze, and couldn't help showing a touch of disappointment on their faces.

Eighty years ago, the living Buddha who shocked the world, such a big man, who wouldn't want to see it?
"Infinite Heavenly Venerate!"

An old and warm voice suddenly resounded through the mountains, suppressing everyone's noise!

I saw Zhang Sanfeng bowed from a distance, and said: "Eighty years later, the living Buddha will come to the Central Plains again, and the poor Taoist will welcome you. Since you can come this time, then you don't have to go."

He spoke every word with a clear accent and clear voice, which spread to everyone's ears, and there was a refreshing meaning of cleansing the spirit, like a fairy saying, the mystery is extraordinary, and it directly taught everyone to sigh with emotion for this old Taoist who has lived for more than a hundred years. The cultivation base is extraordinary.

However, all the masters present paid more attention to the meaning of his words, they don't have to leave when they come, these words are so murderous!
"Unexpectedly, a little Taoist priest eighty years ago has such a cultivation level now, but the old monk was negligent."

On the sedan chair, there is also an old voice responding, this voice is like thunder, masculine and masculine, heard in the ears of everyone, it is like the breath of a dragon and an elephant, it is so dull, it makes people feel frightened!
He responded in an unhurried tone: "Master Zhang, the old monk will definitely not make the mistakes of the past today."

Zhang Sanfeng didn't speak, but the momentum of his body rose suddenly, in an instant, as if a strong wind passed through, all the heroes felt their hearts sink, their breathing was stagnant, their legs and feet were so weak, they could hardly stand, half of the heroes on the mountain were staggering!
"Amitabha!"

In the sedan chair, a sound of the Buddha's name came out, like a yellow bell and a big lamp, shaking people's hearts and minds. The endless Zen of compassion enveloped the remaining half of the mountain.

Those group of heroes shrouded in Buddha's light, their eyes were confused, they all had the idea of ​​escaping into Buddhism and pursuing the Dao in their hearts, and even a little unsteady in their will, they just knelt down and chanted the Buddha's name in their mouths.

The two arrogances who have not lived in the world for thousands of years in Buddhism and Taoism broke out in an extremely fierce confrontation as soon as they met. Although they never made a real move, they just oppressed with Qi from afar, but it brought disaster to the crowd watching the battle all over the mountains. This scene is really true Shocking!
However, although the two of them were tyrannical, there were still many masters present who were not deceived and overwhelmed.

I saw Zhang Tongxuan, the celestial master of Longhu Mountain, who was dressed in purple gold gossip clothes, had an ancient face, and wore a high crown, said: "Both the Dharma king and the real man have reached the sky. After debating the scriptures, let's talk about martial arts!"

"Unexpectedly, you are still alive."

Inside the sedan chair, Basiba's startled voice came again, and he said: "In this way, I will give you three points of face at Longhushan. After debating scriptures, we will discuss martial arts!"

Before the words fell, he had already absorbed his breath, and the Buddha's light filled the sky, and it disappeared in smoke!

And those heroes who were intoxicated in his Zen, didn't get up for a while, but most of them looked at the sedan chair with admiration!
Zhang Sanfeng smiled slightly, looked at Zhang Tongxuan, waved the dust whisk in his hand, and his aura disappeared without a trace. He slowly sat on the futon with neither joy nor sadness on his face.

Only then did the group of great monks continue to climb the mountain, and within a short time, they reached the top of the mountain.

After everyone had finished their seats, Master Kongwen of Shaolin Temple stood up slowly, stepped forward, and said: "This time the debate between Buddhism and Taoism, debates on scriptures and martial arts, Shaolin Temple is invited by all colleagues to be the host of Buddhism. For a while, I should be debating the scriptures, but I don’t know what the door means, should it be based on the topic of eighty years ago, or should we discuss it again?”

"Eighty years ago!"

Zhang Daoxuan took a deep breath and said: "Pin Dao remembers clearly that eighty years ago, Abbot Tianming of your sect was also the abbot of Buddhism. At that time, the topic of the discussion between the two families was "What is Tao?"

"That's right, according to the records in the sect's classics, the topic that year was exactly 'What is Tao' proposed by Master Tianming's uncle!"

Kong Wen nodded slightly, and said: "Unfortunately, Master Uncle's health has been declining since that debate, and he passed away forty years ago. I don't know how happy I am."

"However, today, there are still four Buddhist monks from the Pure Land Sect, Faxiang Sect, Tiantai Sect, and Huayan Sect coming here. Presumably, this debate will not disappoint the Celestial Master."

He gently raised his finger and pointed to the number of people behind him, all of them were old monks wearing cassocks of various colors, with solemn treasures and benevolent eyebrows, almost no different from the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in the temple, in terms of temperament alone, they were quite different Monk demeanor.

"Amitabha!"

The group of old monks all bowed to Zhang Daoxuan, an old monk with gray eyebrows and a beardless face said: "The poor monk Huayanzong Guifeng, I have seen the heavenly master."

"Tianshi, if there is no objection, how about we start here?" Kong Wen asked with a smile on his face.

"start?"

Zhang Daoxuan raised his brows, and said with a strange expression on his face: "You Buddhists don't really come to debate the scriptures, do you? I remember that in the past when I debated the scriptures, my Taoist school finally won. What did your old monk Tianming say about the classics? Among them, is there no record?"

The monks looked at each other, Kong Wen frowned slightly, and said: "Master Uncle, the old man said that since the debate on classics has been defeated, it is time to discuss martial arts."

"fart!"

Zhang Daoxuan suddenly disregarded his manners, and cursed: "At the beginning, your old monk clearly said that you should use your fists to make a truth, and in the end you were defeated by the Tiangang Big Dipper Formation of our Quanzhen Sect. If it weren't for the old thief Ba Siba How could my Daoist sect be completely defeated by the sudden emergence of an army!"

"Tianshi be careful!" Kong Wen said with an unhappy face.

"Poverty Taoists are people who are about to die, so be careful what you say, empty news, Ba Siba, let's not play empty games, let's talk about martial arts directly!"

Zhang Daoxuan's beard and hair were all stretched out, and he said angrily: "Wheel fight, one side will not die, and the other side will never go down the mountain!"

As soon as this statement came out, all the heroes were shocked!

How could they have imagined that what was supposed to be a battle between the two sects of monks turned into a life-and-death contest!
Only when one side dies, the other can go down the mountain. This Zhang Tianshi's murderous nature is probably heavier than many people in the world!
But then they became excited, fighting to the death, this is what people in the Jianghu like to watch most, who likes to see two factions fighting over there?

Kong Wen's complexion changed, he never expected that the first time the other party opened his mouth, it was a life-and-death duel!

He turned his head to look into the sedan chair, but he saw that Basiba whispered a word in the sedan chair: "Yes."

At the moment, he must.

Although the Zhang Sanfeng he was facing was a strange person who appeared once in hundreds of years in the martial arts, but with Basiba, a Living Buddha with unpredictable supernatural powers, sitting in his command, he was naturally fearless.

Only the abbot master of Shaolin Temple recited the Buddha's name in a low voice, and said: "Since the heavenly master insists on discussing martial arts, then he will discuss martial arts, but there must be a regulation..."

"it is good!"

Zhang Daoxuan interrupted Kong Wen's words in one breath, and while his figure was shaking, he had already jumped into the field, and said loudly: "The old man will come to fight the first battle!"

Kong Wen saw that Zhang Daoxuan was so impatient, he couldn't help showing a bit of embarrassment, he hadn't finished speaking yet.

When he came to Mount Hua this time, his Shaolin Temple had already prepared for it.

At that moment, he said: "I also invite the three uncles to come out."

Among the group of monks, three emaciated and thin old monks walked out slowly. The three looked old and exhausted even walking, but their eyes were shining brightly. It is extremely eye-catching in the night, and it is obvious that the cultivation of internal strength has reached the superior state of being divine and clear.

The most surprising thing is that the behavior of these three people is generally the same, that is, the distance of their steps is exactly the same, and the three of them walk together like a whole.

"You want to bully the few with more?!"

Zhang Daoxuan showed displeasure. Although he has practiced Taoism for nearly a hundred years, the Longhushan lineage is not good at martial arts. The three opponents are not much younger than him, but it is not easy to see. Senior, the three join hands, he has no certainty of victory!

"The Celestial Master misunderstood."

Abbot Kongwen smiled and said: "The poor monk, these three uncles, three of them, have worked hard for [-] years, and they have mastered the great supernatural power of my Buddhist school, the Vajra Subduing Demon Circle. Whether it is a celestial master or a thousand people , are all taken over by the poor monk, the three uncles."

"You have a big tone. Back then, the Eighteen Arhats in Shaolin Temple were beaten to pieces by the Quanzhen Sect's Tiangang Beidou formation?!"

Zhang Daoxuan said angrily: "Fight against people first, then fight against formations, Ba Siba, if you are brave enough, you will end up in person, and let the old Taoist break through your spiritual mysteries!"

His voice was loud and clear, and spread throughout the mountains and fields, revealing a superb martial arts practice.

Hearing this, Qunhao was even more excited. Normally, when they met all the masters present, they would not be able to meet each other, but now the majestic celestial master went to fight in person and challenged Ba Siba!

The scene was silent, everyone just looked at the white gauze nervously, wanting to wait for Basiba's reply.

When Ba Siba spoke, it was still the old voice, with a touch of Zen, which made people feel that the soul had been washed.

He said: "Hutu, go and do a few tricks with the Celestial Master."

Dressed in a white monk robe, the spotless Hutu Living Buddha responded in a low voice, but without knowing what to do, he jumped into the air, and while his robe fluttered, he arrived directly opposite Zhang Daoxuan.

This contemporary living Buddha of ** Temple has handsome features, a gentle temperament, and a gentle smile on his face. He has a special charm under the moonlight.

He clasped his palms together, and whispered in a magnetic voice: "My little monk has seen a celestial master."

While speaking, there seemed to be wisps of glazed Buddha light rising from his body. His face was solemn and compassionate, just like a living arhat.

Qunhao stared at Hutu dumbfounded, feeling inexplicably horrified, there was Basiba in front and Hutu behind, could there really be Buddhas and gods in this world? !

"Small tricks, let's show some real skills!"

Zhang Daoxuan said calmly.

Hutu smiled slightly, raised his hand lightly, and said, "If I attain Bodhi, the land I live in will be the Land of Ultimate Bliss."

The voice full of strange charm reverberated in the ears of everyone, and the meaning of great compassion and great purity immediately enveloped the mountains, but it was seen that Hutu Living Buddha was the center, and countless pure Buddha lights rushed towards all directions under the feet. The golden lotus grass manifests and grows, with countless Buddha lights manifesting, Zen sounds, auspicious beasts neighing, and one after another gods and Buddhas revealing their dharmakayas in the world, worshiping and calling.

This... This is really the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss coming to the world!
Everyone was stunned for a moment, and they wanted to question it, but what they saw, what they heard, and what they felt were all very real!

So, this young living Buddha of ** temple is really a living Buddha? !
The vast majority of people in the rivers and lakes have never dealt with Tibetan monks, and even those who have dealt with them do not know the supreme essence of Tantric Buddhism, let alone the Hutu Living Buddha in front of them. Beyond the usual spiritual mysteries!
Their minds were swaying, and their hearts were between doubts and beliefs about the living Buddha's secret method. At this moment, Nahutu said again: "If I can realize Bodhi, all living beings in the world will not be troubled by diseases and disasters."

He waved his hand lightly again, and in this pure land of whirling, countless golden light rains immediately fell, and the rainwater with a refreshing fragrance penetrated into the soil, and the dead trees fell in spring, falling on the human body, and all diseases disappeared.

Many of the heroes in the rivers and lakes present had hidden injuries, or even disabled hands and feet, but after being splashed by the rain, they suddenly felt light and healthy, and the dark ailments were swept away. Even the disabled hands and feet have grown back again. come out!

"Buddha!"

"Buddha!"

"Meet my Buddha!"

Those who felt the benefits could no longer hold back the excitement in their hearts, and knelt down to worship, their faces full of reverence.

Seeing this, Mo Li couldn't help shaking his head slightly and said, "These Tibetan monks really can confuse people's hearts!"

When it comes to martial arts, he thinks he is far superior to this Hutu Living Buddha, even if it is spiritual will, he is not inferior to the other party, but the other party's teaching ability of pretending to be ghosts is something he can't learn no matter what.

"Buddhism talks about the afterlife, while Taoism talks about detachment."

Zhang Sanfeng smiled, and said: "The way is different, the means are different."

One cultivates the future, one cultivates the present life, one talks about saving people, and the other talks about saving oneself. Since the fundamental concepts are different, the means of each are naturally very different.

Zhang Daoxuan frowned and said: "Little baby, if all these tricks are used to confuse people's hearts, then you should step back."

Hutu Living Buddha smiled again, his handsome face was full of compassion, and he said: "If I can attain Bodhi, the three realms and ten directions, all heavens and myriad realms, those who believe in me will be liberated, and those who don't believe in me will fall into the endless hell forever." , the common people in the world, all are my believers!"

As soon as he said this, the pure Buddha light on his body suddenly brightened, and before the eyes of those heroes who did not kneel down, monsters of the underworld such as bull head and horse face, black and white impermanence appeared, and the pure land of Buddha light became dizzy, and endless black energy condensed. The flames were burning everywhere, the sound of ghost pawns beating, the sound of oil pans tumbling, and the sound of ghosts howling miserably could be heard endlessly.

This... is this the Nether Hell? !

Suppressed and desperate, the soul was enveloped. I don't know how many warriors who were still standing firmly knelt down, and the Buddha's name was raised in their mouths.

"Zhang Daoxuan, your Yangshou has come!"

"As a celestial master, if you disrespect ghosts and gods, your crime will not be punished. You will enter the endless hell and perish forever!"

Impermanence in black and white, bull head and horse face, hell judge...

One after another ghosts and gods stood in the hall of Yan Luo, denounced Zhang Daoxuan, and there was another god and demon with a deep and unpredictable aura sitting on the throne, without saying a word, it was Yan Luo, the underworld!
Faced with this scene, Zhang Daoxuan suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, saying: "Poverty Dao is a descendant of the Celestial Master, how can you allow me to humiliate you?"

He slowly stretched out his palm, and shouted sharply: "Let's take a thunder from the poor!"

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