The sword is the devil

Chapter 234 Heroes in Troubled Times
Hou Tiao felt that the pressure was not too great, but from his point of view, he couldn't see the overall situation of Lun Dao, and he didn't bother to watch it.

He didn't know that his persistence brought out so many deep-seated ideas, long-term plans, intrigues, intrigues... To him, it was actually the promise of Chongling Lao Dao, what the Lao Dao insisted on, he just helped to continue.

For the rest, leave him alone.

There is a gap between monks and Taoists in terms of combat strength, maybe it is also because the true disciples have not yet started?But if Buddhism does this, it is not a dream for him to pick five or sixty. That is a very realistic result. If this is the case, no matter what the final result is, where is the face of Buddhism?
The true biography of the Wu family has disappeared.

He kept a principle firmly in mind, keep it simple, keep it simple, and take this situation as an opportunity to exercise yourself.

He is accelerating the cultivation of sword knowledge.

There are many ways to cultivate sword knowledge, but the most effective one is fighting, which is constantly victorious; just like an ever-victorious army, the reason why it always wins is not because of how brave the soldiers are or how incomprehensible the general-jun is, but because of its incompetence. A victorious belief.

Such a belief can help the army not give up in the face of adversity, because they firmly believe that the final victory must belong to them.

As with the military, so with people.

This process is a process in which people and swords cultivate each other's beliefs, strengthen their self-confidence, and become invincible and indomitable from then on.

For Hou Tiao, it is sword knowledge; for Gu Jian, it is human knowledge.

Achieve each other, and finally reach the realm of the unity of man and sword.

It is impossible to develop such a realm overnight, let alone solve everything in a flash of inspiration; it comes and goes quickly, comes easily and leaves easily, it is the ultimate principle of practice.

The real sword consciousness is that even at the critical moment of life and death, you still never leave, you still trust each other, and you are still life and death for each other.

What he's doing now is this.

This is something deeper, it is not as simple as killing, but victory, faith, commitment, persistence and so on.

God gave him a good opportunity, otherwise where would he usually find so many masters of the same realm to accompany him to practice sword knowledge?

He is very grateful.

Until I meet an acquaintance.

"I am the last Buddhist disciple to come. After me, there will be no other monks coming." The monk with the lantern said seriously. .

Hou Tiao was a little speechless, "Little monk, are you trying to ruin Lao Tzu's good deeds? There are less than twenty here, and it's still far away? Besides, where are your true disciples of Buddhism?"

The monk with the lamp responded indifferently, "All Buddhist disciples are authentic, there is no difference between true and false; you want to use the sharpening stone of Buddhism, and you have a good idea!"

Hou Tiao smiled wryly, "It turns out that friends are really used to tear each other down. You still have so many people left, so you just look at it like this?"

Lantern gave an overview of the situation, "...so, I guess no one, including Wumen, will come to trouble you, you should thank me.

Wu's family just took advantage of the donkey's slope to use their limited manpower for other purposes; the Buddhist's family provoked everywhere, and Tai Hao couldn't take care of himself.

Everyone came in a mess and left in a mess, everyone was happy. "

Hou Niao raised his sword and slashed, "I will kill you first, you bald thief!"

Lantern turned around and ran, "If you can't beat you now, it doesn't mean you won't be able to beat you in the future, my surname waits, I'll make you look good sooner or later."

A fake fight, a real run, a farce.

In fact, the entire Southwest Confucianism is developing in the direction of farce. Hou Tiao is really making trouble, while the big forces are pretending to be confused. Since it is impossible to achieve any results, it is better to return to the previous chaotic state.

It will be rather boring for him next time, no one wants to use his precious combat power in his direction, losing is not good, and winning doesn't seem to mean anything, so let him talk about the Southwest this time. The focus has become tasteless for playing.

As for the competition for other flags, it has become less important; in fact, the cornerstone of the entire Southwest Confucianism is not there, so what can anyone prove with how many flags?
This chaos continued for another three days. Finally, the curtain fell, and the result was as confusing as the overall situation in the Southwest.

The Wumen still won the six flags with their solid heritage, which sounds pretty good, but considering that they already had a share of the four flags and only got two more, this result is a bit unsatisfactory; the most important thing is that Quanzhen He Anhe didn't get a single flag, which is a failure in this sense.

The Quanzhen sect got three flags, one for Anhe, and two for Wumen; in terms of numbers, Momen was a failure this time. Five of them came and only got three banners; The flag has achieved its original purpose, the face is lost, but the face is not lost.

Buddhism takes three aspects, and the two aspects of oneself plus the one of Quanzhen Sect, are very stable.

In the end, Taihaomen guarded its own flag, and it was quite satisfactory.

The discussion was over, and it ended in a hasty manner, not even in the mood of being polite; Huncheng and the other four sects of the Demon Sect lost face, and were directly dragged away by the elders in the flying boat. It is estimated that there will be a training session after returning.

Buddhism and Taihao didn't stay for long. The eventful place and the troubled season have already got involved in the southwest discussion, and they don't want to be caught between Wumen and Quanzhen Sect in real disputes.

Only the Wu Sect and the Quanzhen Sect remained, and there were still some things to be cleaned up between them, but these major events were beyond the reach of disciples.

Hou Tiao is waiting for the next punishment, because he not only disobeyed the metaphorical order of his uncle, but also violated Pinghou Zhu Jiuling's intention. The punishment is certain, and it is just a matter of severity.

But in the next few days, it seemed that the big shots were very busy, and no one came to pay attention to him. They just left him alone, which made him very upset.

"What are you worried about? There is absolutely no need! Junior brother, your disobedience actually made us retreat completely, otherwise we are not sure what will happen.

This is a real achievement, um, of course, the violation of the order may also be investigated, otherwise the higher-ups will not be able to manage the disciples in the future. My master said that it meant that he would be fined for several years. Do you still care about this? "

Penalty again?Old debts have not been repaid, and new debts have been added. Is there an end to this?
"I care a lot!" Hou Tiao said unhappily, "Can't we change the method, such as being grounded for a few months? Or repaying with tasks?"

Rao Zongzhi just laughed, "The resources in the church are relatively tight, and the higher-ups think that punishing resources is the most practical... Don't think about it, will the gods go? Everyone still needs a guide, and everyone thinks you are the most suitable. The locals, you have to Make it easier."

Hou Tiao cleared his mind and stopped thinking about those messy problems. He had done everything, and it was useless to think about it; moreover, he really should go to the capital of God to find out what happened to the old Taoist Chong Ling, otherwise his mind would be hard to calm down.

(End of this chapter)