Black Myth: Tang Dynasty
Chapter 507 See the National Teacher, see the Eldest Princess!
Chapter 507 See the National Teacher, see the Eldest Princess!
"It's moving, the national teacher is moving!"
Xiao Tang let out a cry of surprise.
Li Daoxuan, who hadn't moved for two days and two nights, trembled his fingers slightly, and his eyes gradually revealed a gleam of expression.
At the same time, the old beggar also returned to his position, but he didn't say anything, and turned into a golden light and disappeared soon.
"Brother, did that senior tell you everything?"
Although he was somewhat haggard after guarding for two days and two nights, Xuanzang asked immediately because it was related to his master.
Li Daoxuan stretched his waist, and his muscles and bones made a crackling sound, like fried beans. This was because Yangshen had been away from the body for too long and his body was a little stiff.
Yangshen fought against each other, although the two of them just went to the end, but they still fought for two full days and two nights to enjoy themselves.
"It's all said."
"Then why did my master become a magic fetus, is there a way to help him?"
Li Daoxuan opened his mouth, but he didn't say a word in the end. He didn't know how to tell Xuanzang, because Master Sanle was rushing to sacrifice himself and die with Mo Luoyu.
Seeing that his eldest brother was silent, Xuanzang seemed to understand something vaguely. He swayed and did not close his eyes for two days and two nights. In addition, he was injured by the magic fetus before, so he didn't raise his breath, and he passed out.
"Xuanzang!"
Xiao Tang hugged him and supported his body.
Li Daoxuan sighed softly, and said: "Xiao Tang, take him back to the inn to rest first, I will try my best to do what Master San Le has done."
Xiaotang nodded vigorously, and then left with Xuanzang.
Although she is a ghost, she was taught by Li Daoxuan when she was in Chang'an, and she still has some magic power, which is about the same as a monk in the late Bigu period, so it is more than enough to bring Xuanzang.
And she has Li Daoxuan's token on her body, even if bad people in Luoyang find her through the Zhou Tian Xing Dou formation, there will be no conflict.
After the two left, Li Daoxuan pondered for a while, wondering if there was any way to get the best of both worlds, which could not only destroy Mo Luo, but also save Master San Le, but after much deliberation, he still gave up.
Maybe it's because of my limited knowledge, why don't you write a book and ask the old man and the lady.
In addition, I seem to forget something, always feel that something is missing...
"National teacher! Shangxian!"
"Shangxian stays behind!"
An old voice sounded, and then a small bag bulged on the ground, and quickly ran towards Li Daoxuan, stopping three feet in front of him.
A short old man with a white beard jumped out from the ground and bowed to Li Daoxuan.
"Master, the little god finally found you!"
Li Daoxuan's heart skipped a beat when he saw the Lord of Earth in Shangyang City, he finally knew what he had forgotten.
He even forgot about Changle!
That disciple who chirped like a lark spent a lot of money to lure Huitong, and he didn't know if he had returned from the White Horse Temple.
"Didn't I tell you to secretly protect Changle? Why did you come to me?"
Li Daoxuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and said, "Could it be that Changle is in danger?"
Logically speaking, Luoyang is still relatively calm at present, and there are no monsters and ghosts. The people live and work in peace and contentment. Changle should not be in danger.
The land lord panted and said, "Report to the national teacher, Princess Changle... She was put under house arrest by the monks of the White Horse Temple!"
Li Daoxuan didn't speak, but the wind around him suddenly stopped, and the noisy cicadas disappeared instantly, and the world fell into a deathly silence.
The land lord's heart shuddered, and he felt extremely heavy, as if he was carrying a mountain on his back, and he couldn't breathe.
"make it clear."
Li Daoxuan's voice was still calm, but it was like a deep pool with dark tides and turbulent waves, which made the land lord tremble.
"Yes, Master Huiguo, you asked me to secretly protect Princess Changle, and later in the White Horse Temple, after you and Xuanzang left..."
Although the land lord had long been dissatisfied with the domineering White Horse Temple, he didn't dare to add any embellishments, and just told Li Daoxuan what he saw.
"When the little god saw the princess was trapped, he was very anxious, but he couldn't save the princess, so he could only look for you everywhere. Fortunately, the gods paid off. After searching for two days and two nights, the little god finally found you!"
After saying this, he looked up at Li Daoxuan.
But his eyes were suddenly blinded, as if being flashed by a strong light, and the pain was burning, like looking at the scorching sun.
The Lord of the Earth knew well that the National Teacher had already been angered by the thunder, so he failed to control his own pure Yang Qi, which brought disaster to himself.
"You did very well."
Li Daoxuan nodded to him, then looked in the direction of the White Horse Temple, sighed softly, and said: "Prison the eldest princess, and forcibly rob my disciple of Longhu Mountain. This White Horse Temple is so powerful."
A strand of hair fell down and turned into Li Daoxuan's appearance.
"Go."
The doppelgänger cupped his hands and bowed, and then flew away on a cloud, not knowing where he went.
Li Daoxuan walked towards the White Horse Temple with his hands behind his back and his long hair fluttering.
"Land, let's go, let's go together with the poor Taoist...to worship the mountain."
……
White Horse Temple, Daxiong Palace.
The huge Tathagata Buddha statue in the past was smashed in the fight between Li Daoxuan and Hui Chan, and now it has been replaced with a new one.
The Luoyang government allocated funds, and the wealthy gentry in the city donated money to buy another even more resplendent Buddha statue. The gold leaf covering the whole body alone weighs [-] catties!
Therefore, the incense of Baima Temple has not diminished, and many people have come to worship this new Buddha.
But today inside the Daxiong Hall, outsiders are not allowed to enter. There are only many monks from the White Horse Temple, and there are even many eminent monks of the Hui generation.
Chang Le knelt at the Buddha's feet, clasped his hands together, closed his eyes, and a teardrop slipped from the corner of his eyes.
She was frozen and unable to move.
"Amitabha, little benefactor, I planned to wait for more than 20 days for you to enter the Buddhist gate again, but last night the old monk had a dream from the Buddha, and ordered me to shave your hair today and take you to see the Buddha."
Holding the razor in his hand, Huitong sighed to Changle, "It's such a good opportunity, you will be summoned by the Buddha just after entering the Brahma School, and you will have a bright future in the future!"
The Buddha that Huitong spoke of was naturally the one in his meditation room.
Chang Le opened his eyes, looked at him angrily, and scolded: "Bold, if you dare to touch a hair of this palace, my master and father will not let you go!"
"Even the White Horse Temple will suffer!"
At a critical juncture, she couldn't care less about concealing her identity.
Hui Tong was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and smiled, "It seems that the Buddhist scriptures these days have been preached in vain, little benefactor, why bother to be stubborn and talk nonsense?"
"In this world, no one can do anything to my White Horse Temple. After the three thousand troubles are gone for you as a teacher, you will find that I am doing it for your own good."
"When you see the Buddha, you will know how much good fortune you have encountered."
As he spoke, Huitong put the razor on Changle's head, and cut off a strand of black and soft hair, with a kind smile on his face.
However, at this moment, a black thing flew towards it, as fast as lightning, with a force like thunder, knocked into the air several monks on duty, and then penetrated deeply into the heart of the golden Buddha.
clang! ! !
Cracks appeared one after another, and cracks appeared again on this expensive Buddha statue, spreading around the center of the heart.
Everyone took a closer look, and their hearts were shocked.
That black thing turned out to be a plaque with three big gilt characters engraved on it—White Horse Temple!
"Who? How dare you tear down the plaque on my White Horse Temple!"
Huitong was furious, and the monks in the temple also showed anger. The plaque was removed, which was equivalent to being slapped in the face, which had a great impact on the reputation of Baima Temple.
Two figures came slowly, one tall and one short, the tall one was wearing a blue Taoist robe, a gourd hanging from his waist, hair tied with wooden hairpins, sword eyebrows and star eyes.
The short one is leaning on crutches, has white hair and beard, is only half the height of ordinary people, has kind eyebrows and eyes, and is accompanied by the aura of God.
"Shangyang land, you dare to be presumptuous!"
Huitong immediately recognized the Lord of the Land, and believed that the plaque was removed by the Lord of the Land, but subconsciously ignored the young and handsome Taoist priest.
It is really that Li Daoxuan's appearance is too young, and he doesn't have the atmosphere of a monk. Although he has an extraordinary demeanor, it will eventually make people feel that his appearance is golden and jade.
Just an embroidered pillow.
On the road of cultivating Taoism, the first level is boundless. Unless you are born with divine eyes, it is basically impossible for a monk in the Yin God Realm to see through the power of the Yang God Realm.
Watertight, back to basics.
"Master!!!"
Chang Le shouted excitedly, his eyes lit up instantly.
Huitong's heart turned like lightning, and he immediately understood that the Tudigong in Shangyang City was his master.
"Humph, Shangyang land, this son has a destiny with my Buddhist school, and it is his blessing to switch to my White Horse Temple, but you tear down my plaque and beat my disciple, today is not an apology!"
The land lord chuckled, and said: "The head of Huitong is joking, how can this little god have such great ability and courage, dare to tear down the plaque of your White Horse Temple, and besides, how can this little god have the qualifications to be her master?"
After finishing speaking, the land lord took a step back, with a very humble attitude.
Huitong looked at Li Daoxuan, frowned slightly, and looked up and down.
Li Daoxuan ignored everyone's gaze, he looked straight at Chang Le, smiled at her, and said, "Don't worry, Master is here, everything is fine."
Chang Le's eyes were full of grievances, and he said with tears: "I thought... Master had forgotten me."
"Oh, how could it be?"
Li Daoxuan said with a guilty conscience.
Then he saw the razor in Huitong's hand and the strand of hair that fell on the ground, his eyes became more and more indifferent.
"Junior, who are you? How dare you come to my White Horse Temple to make trouble?"
"That's right, go call your parents over!"
"Hehe, some wild Taoist priests who come from somewhere dare to come to the White Horse Temple to be arrogant? They are really asking for a dead end!"
The monks talked a lot, and they were all filled with righteous indignation.
Buddhism and Taoism already have a lot of conflicts. Now that their plaques have been torn down and a Buddha statue has been destroyed, they are naturally angry and completely forget the precept of hatred.
Facing the accusations of thousands of people, Li Daoxuan stood with his hands behind his back, and only said a word lightly.
"Tai Chong, the ninth generation true disciple of Longhu Mountain, commonly known as Li Daoxuan, came to worship the mountain."
Boom!
Like a thunderclap, all the noise from the audience suddenly disappeared. Although the phrase "commonly known as Li Daoxuan" was not loud, it had an inexplicable magic power, which made the surroundings fall into silence.
Seeing that everyone was silent, Huitong sneered and said, "You are so bold that you pretend to be the Great Tang Imperial Master. The world knows that Li Guoshi is in Chang'an and is in charge of the Four Sage Formation. He will never leave easily. How did he appear in Luoyang?"
"Yes, if Li Daoxuan came to Luoyang, I'm afraid the news would have spread all over the world!"
"Besides, I heard that Li Daoxuan's disciple is the eldest princess of the Tang Dynasty. How could His Majesty allow the eldest princess to leave Beijing?"
Everyone looked at Li Daoxuan suspiciously.
He still looked calm, but said indifferently: "Chief Huitong, did you cut off my disciple's hair just now?"
"So what?"
"You also said something... in this world, no one can do anything to the White Horse Temple, right?"
Huitong sneered and said: "Since the Eastern Han Dynasty, Emperor Ming dreamed that the Liuzhang golden man came from the west and sent people to the Western Regions to obtain Buddhist scriptures. Two eminent monks, Shemo Teng and Zhu Falan, came with white horses and camel scriptures, so I have my white horse." Even if the dynasties change and the country changes, my White Horse Temple will always stand firm."
After a pause, he sneered and said: "You are a little Taoist priest in a green robe, don't say you are just pretending to be Li Daoxuan, even if you are the real Li Daoxuan, what can you do to my White Horse Temple?"
Li Daoxuan smiled slightly, nodded, and said, "Very well, remember what you said at this moment."
After that, he stepped up and walked towards Changle.
How could he have the heart to let his apprentice kneel all the time?
"Hmph, little Taoist priest, whoever let you into the palace, get out!"
The head of Jiangmoyuan was boiling with anger. He was already violent, but when he saw someone from the Daoist sect stepping into the Daxiong Palace, his anger exploded. He pinched the tiger seal and threw the cassock.
Roar!
The tiger roared and shocked the mountains!
The cassock turned into a white-haired tiger more than two feet long, majestic and menacing, it rushed towards Li Daoxuan like a tiger descending a mountain.
Li Daoxuan didn't make a move, but just glanced at it lightly.
In an instant, the ferocious white tiger whimpered, the beast's instinct made him feel a kind of extreme danger, his hair stood on end, and he hesitated, no matter how the head of Jiangmenyuan urged him, he would not be moved.
Li Daoxuan continued to walk forward.
"waste!"
The head of Jiangmoyuan scolded angrily, he really couldn't understand why the brave and fearless white tiger in the past was so cowardly today?
This fierce tiger was originally a tiger who had practiced for more than 200 years in the Funiu Mountains. Countless people died in its mouth. Jiangmoyuan sacrificed many disciples before beheading it. Later, he injected the soul of the tiger demon into his body In the cassock, the seal of crouching the tiger was used to make this tiger clothes.
This top-grade magic weapon is extremely brave in battle. It has never been timid to fight when it meets ghosts and monsters. I don’t know what happened today?
"Stop for me!"
A ruthless look flashed in the eyes of the chief seat of Jiangmoyuan. With a wave of his sleeves, he threw out eighteen golden villains, which rose against the wind and turned into eighteen golden arhats. Either sitting quietly, or meditating, with different postures, standing in front of Li Daoxuan.
The land lord's eyes were shocked, and he hurriedly shouted: "Shangxian, be careful, this is the treasure of Jiangmoyuan, the Vajra Arhat Demon Subduing Formation, it is said that even a monk who faces the Yang God Realm can resist it for a while—"
Boom!
Li Daoxuan turned into a bright thunder light, passed through the Eighteen Arhats, and the majestic thunder sound shook the bricks and tiles of the hall to rustle.
boom!boom!boom!boom……
Eighteen golden arhats flew out like cannonballs in an instant, smashing pillars, Bodhisattva statues, doors and windows, merit boxes, walls...
In the Daxiong Palace, chaos and trees flew across the hall, making it a complete mess, which made one's heart tremble with fear.
Every arhat who is indestructible has a deeply sunken mark, which seems to be knocked out by someone's fingers.
The face of the head of the Jiangmoyuan was flushed, but he couldn't hold back in the end, a mouthful of blood spewed out, and his breath became sluggish.
The natal magic weapon was damaged, and he was also seriously injured.
"You... are you really Li Daoxuan?"
Huitong's palms trembled slightly, his pupils widened, and he pointed at Li Daoxuan and asked.
At this moment, there was the sound of orderly and heavy footsteps, and groups of soldiers filed in, wearing heavy armor and holding mo knives, advancing like a wall, full of murderous aura!
Datang Mo Dao Army!
hum!
Bowstring half open.
Many soldiers wearing light armor and holding longbows appeared on the wall. Their eyes were as sharp as eagles. Qin Tianjian's special arrows for subduing demons had been wound up, aiming at the monks in the White Horse Temple.
The Demon Guards of the Tang Dynasty, the subordinate organization of bad people, everyone is a sharpshooter who can penetrate Yang with a hundred steps.
Tatata!
The sound of iron hooves and the neighing of war horses!
The Xuanjia Army, the most legendary in the Tang Dynasty, was also dispatched. The heavy armored cavalry smashed the mountain gate directly, like an indestructible spear, piercing the heart!
The last ones to come in were the unscrupulous people in charge of guarding Luoyang. They wore official robes and held magical artifacts, with unconcealable excitement in their eyes.
Whoa!
Walking to the front of the hall, the seven bad guys suddenly knelt down, followed by the Modaojun, Demon Eliminator, and Xuanjiajun all knelt down and saluted.
"See the national teacher!"
"See the eldest princess!"
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(End of this chapter)
"It's moving, the national teacher is moving!"
Xiao Tang let out a cry of surprise.
Li Daoxuan, who hadn't moved for two days and two nights, trembled his fingers slightly, and his eyes gradually revealed a gleam of expression.
At the same time, the old beggar also returned to his position, but he didn't say anything, and turned into a golden light and disappeared soon.
"Brother, did that senior tell you everything?"
Although he was somewhat haggard after guarding for two days and two nights, Xuanzang asked immediately because it was related to his master.
Li Daoxuan stretched his waist, and his muscles and bones made a crackling sound, like fried beans. This was because Yangshen had been away from the body for too long and his body was a little stiff.
Yangshen fought against each other, although the two of them just went to the end, but they still fought for two full days and two nights to enjoy themselves.
"It's all said."
"Then why did my master become a magic fetus, is there a way to help him?"
Li Daoxuan opened his mouth, but he didn't say a word in the end. He didn't know how to tell Xuanzang, because Master Sanle was rushing to sacrifice himself and die with Mo Luoyu.
Seeing that his eldest brother was silent, Xuanzang seemed to understand something vaguely. He swayed and did not close his eyes for two days and two nights. In addition, he was injured by the magic fetus before, so he didn't raise his breath, and he passed out.
"Xuanzang!"
Xiao Tang hugged him and supported his body.
Li Daoxuan sighed softly, and said: "Xiao Tang, take him back to the inn to rest first, I will try my best to do what Master San Le has done."
Xiaotang nodded vigorously, and then left with Xuanzang.
Although she is a ghost, she was taught by Li Daoxuan when she was in Chang'an, and she still has some magic power, which is about the same as a monk in the late Bigu period, so it is more than enough to bring Xuanzang.
And she has Li Daoxuan's token on her body, even if bad people in Luoyang find her through the Zhou Tian Xing Dou formation, there will be no conflict.
After the two left, Li Daoxuan pondered for a while, wondering if there was any way to get the best of both worlds, which could not only destroy Mo Luo, but also save Master San Le, but after much deliberation, he still gave up.
Maybe it's because of my limited knowledge, why don't you write a book and ask the old man and the lady.
In addition, I seem to forget something, always feel that something is missing...
"National teacher! Shangxian!"
"Shangxian stays behind!"
An old voice sounded, and then a small bag bulged on the ground, and quickly ran towards Li Daoxuan, stopping three feet in front of him.
A short old man with a white beard jumped out from the ground and bowed to Li Daoxuan.
"Master, the little god finally found you!"
Li Daoxuan's heart skipped a beat when he saw the Lord of Earth in Shangyang City, he finally knew what he had forgotten.
He even forgot about Changle!
That disciple who chirped like a lark spent a lot of money to lure Huitong, and he didn't know if he had returned from the White Horse Temple.
"Didn't I tell you to secretly protect Changle? Why did you come to me?"
Li Daoxuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and said, "Could it be that Changle is in danger?"
Logically speaking, Luoyang is still relatively calm at present, and there are no monsters and ghosts. The people live and work in peace and contentment. Changle should not be in danger.
The land lord panted and said, "Report to the national teacher, Princess Changle... She was put under house arrest by the monks of the White Horse Temple!"
Li Daoxuan didn't speak, but the wind around him suddenly stopped, and the noisy cicadas disappeared instantly, and the world fell into a deathly silence.
The land lord's heart shuddered, and he felt extremely heavy, as if he was carrying a mountain on his back, and he couldn't breathe.
"make it clear."
Li Daoxuan's voice was still calm, but it was like a deep pool with dark tides and turbulent waves, which made the land lord tremble.
"Yes, Master Huiguo, you asked me to secretly protect Princess Changle, and later in the White Horse Temple, after you and Xuanzang left..."
Although the land lord had long been dissatisfied with the domineering White Horse Temple, he didn't dare to add any embellishments, and just told Li Daoxuan what he saw.
"When the little god saw the princess was trapped, he was very anxious, but he couldn't save the princess, so he could only look for you everywhere. Fortunately, the gods paid off. After searching for two days and two nights, the little god finally found you!"
After saying this, he looked up at Li Daoxuan.
But his eyes were suddenly blinded, as if being flashed by a strong light, and the pain was burning, like looking at the scorching sun.
The Lord of the Earth knew well that the National Teacher had already been angered by the thunder, so he failed to control his own pure Yang Qi, which brought disaster to himself.
"You did very well."
Li Daoxuan nodded to him, then looked in the direction of the White Horse Temple, sighed softly, and said: "Prison the eldest princess, and forcibly rob my disciple of Longhu Mountain. This White Horse Temple is so powerful."
A strand of hair fell down and turned into Li Daoxuan's appearance.
"Go."
The doppelgänger cupped his hands and bowed, and then flew away on a cloud, not knowing where he went.
Li Daoxuan walked towards the White Horse Temple with his hands behind his back and his long hair fluttering.
"Land, let's go, let's go together with the poor Taoist...to worship the mountain."
……
White Horse Temple, Daxiong Palace.
The huge Tathagata Buddha statue in the past was smashed in the fight between Li Daoxuan and Hui Chan, and now it has been replaced with a new one.
The Luoyang government allocated funds, and the wealthy gentry in the city donated money to buy another even more resplendent Buddha statue. The gold leaf covering the whole body alone weighs [-] catties!
Therefore, the incense of Baima Temple has not diminished, and many people have come to worship this new Buddha.
But today inside the Daxiong Hall, outsiders are not allowed to enter. There are only many monks from the White Horse Temple, and there are even many eminent monks of the Hui generation.
Chang Le knelt at the Buddha's feet, clasped his hands together, closed his eyes, and a teardrop slipped from the corner of his eyes.
She was frozen and unable to move.
"Amitabha, little benefactor, I planned to wait for more than 20 days for you to enter the Buddhist gate again, but last night the old monk had a dream from the Buddha, and ordered me to shave your hair today and take you to see the Buddha."
Holding the razor in his hand, Huitong sighed to Changle, "It's such a good opportunity, you will be summoned by the Buddha just after entering the Brahma School, and you will have a bright future in the future!"
The Buddha that Huitong spoke of was naturally the one in his meditation room.
Chang Le opened his eyes, looked at him angrily, and scolded: "Bold, if you dare to touch a hair of this palace, my master and father will not let you go!"
"Even the White Horse Temple will suffer!"
At a critical juncture, she couldn't care less about concealing her identity.
Hui Tong was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and smiled, "It seems that the Buddhist scriptures these days have been preached in vain, little benefactor, why bother to be stubborn and talk nonsense?"
"In this world, no one can do anything to my White Horse Temple. After the three thousand troubles are gone for you as a teacher, you will find that I am doing it for your own good."
"When you see the Buddha, you will know how much good fortune you have encountered."
As he spoke, Huitong put the razor on Changle's head, and cut off a strand of black and soft hair, with a kind smile on his face.
However, at this moment, a black thing flew towards it, as fast as lightning, with a force like thunder, knocked into the air several monks on duty, and then penetrated deeply into the heart of the golden Buddha.
clang! ! !
Cracks appeared one after another, and cracks appeared again on this expensive Buddha statue, spreading around the center of the heart.
Everyone took a closer look, and their hearts were shocked.
That black thing turned out to be a plaque with three big gilt characters engraved on it—White Horse Temple!
"Who? How dare you tear down the plaque on my White Horse Temple!"
Huitong was furious, and the monks in the temple also showed anger. The plaque was removed, which was equivalent to being slapped in the face, which had a great impact on the reputation of Baima Temple.
Two figures came slowly, one tall and one short, the tall one was wearing a blue Taoist robe, a gourd hanging from his waist, hair tied with wooden hairpins, sword eyebrows and star eyes.
The short one is leaning on crutches, has white hair and beard, is only half the height of ordinary people, has kind eyebrows and eyes, and is accompanied by the aura of God.
"Shangyang land, you dare to be presumptuous!"
Huitong immediately recognized the Lord of the Land, and believed that the plaque was removed by the Lord of the Land, but subconsciously ignored the young and handsome Taoist priest.
It is really that Li Daoxuan's appearance is too young, and he doesn't have the atmosphere of a monk. Although he has an extraordinary demeanor, it will eventually make people feel that his appearance is golden and jade.
Just an embroidered pillow.
On the road of cultivating Taoism, the first level is boundless. Unless you are born with divine eyes, it is basically impossible for a monk in the Yin God Realm to see through the power of the Yang God Realm.
Watertight, back to basics.
"Master!!!"
Chang Le shouted excitedly, his eyes lit up instantly.
Huitong's heart turned like lightning, and he immediately understood that the Tudigong in Shangyang City was his master.
"Humph, Shangyang land, this son has a destiny with my Buddhist school, and it is his blessing to switch to my White Horse Temple, but you tear down my plaque and beat my disciple, today is not an apology!"
The land lord chuckled, and said: "The head of Huitong is joking, how can this little god have such great ability and courage, dare to tear down the plaque of your White Horse Temple, and besides, how can this little god have the qualifications to be her master?"
After finishing speaking, the land lord took a step back, with a very humble attitude.
Huitong looked at Li Daoxuan, frowned slightly, and looked up and down.
Li Daoxuan ignored everyone's gaze, he looked straight at Chang Le, smiled at her, and said, "Don't worry, Master is here, everything is fine."
Chang Le's eyes were full of grievances, and he said with tears: "I thought... Master had forgotten me."
"Oh, how could it be?"
Li Daoxuan said with a guilty conscience.
Then he saw the razor in Huitong's hand and the strand of hair that fell on the ground, his eyes became more and more indifferent.
"Junior, who are you? How dare you come to my White Horse Temple to make trouble?"
"That's right, go call your parents over!"
"Hehe, some wild Taoist priests who come from somewhere dare to come to the White Horse Temple to be arrogant? They are really asking for a dead end!"
The monks talked a lot, and they were all filled with righteous indignation.
Buddhism and Taoism already have a lot of conflicts. Now that their plaques have been torn down and a Buddha statue has been destroyed, they are naturally angry and completely forget the precept of hatred.
Facing the accusations of thousands of people, Li Daoxuan stood with his hands behind his back, and only said a word lightly.
"Tai Chong, the ninth generation true disciple of Longhu Mountain, commonly known as Li Daoxuan, came to worship the mountain."
Boom!
Like a thunderclap, all the noise from the audience suddenly disappeared. Although the phrase "commonly known as Li Daoxuan" was not loud, it had an inexplicable magic power, which made the surroundings fall into silence.
Seeing that everyone was silent, Huitong sneered and said, "You are so bold that you pretend to be the Great Tang Imperial Master. The world knows that Li Guoshi is in Chang'an and is in charge of the Four Sage Formation. He will never leave easily. How did he appear in Luoyang?"
"Yes, if Li Daoxuan came to Luoyang, I'm afraid the news would have spread all over the world!"
"Besides, I heard that Li Daoxuan's disciple is the eldest princess of the Tang Dynasty. How could His Majesty allow the eldest princess to leave Beijing?"
Everyone looked at Li Daoxuan suspiciously.
He still looked calm, but said indifferently: "Chief Huitong, did you cut off my disciple's hair just now?"
"So what?"
"You also said something... in this world, no one can do anything to the White Horse Temple, right?"
Huitong sneered and said: "Since the Eastern Han Dynasty, Emperor Ming dreamed that the Liuzhang golden man came from the west and sent people to the Western Regions to obtain Buddhist scriptures. Two eminent monks, Shemo Teng and Zhu Falan, came with white horses and camel scriptures, so I have my white horse." Even if the dynasties change and the country changes, my White Horse Temple will always stand firm."
After a pause, he sneered and said: "You are a little Taoist priest in a green robe, don't say you are just pretending to be Li Daoxuan, even if you are the real Li Daoxuan, what can you do to my White Horse Temple?"
Li Daoxuan smiled slightly, nodded, and said, "Very well, remember what you said at this moment."
After that, he stepped up and walked towards Changle.
How could he have the heart to let his apprentice kneel all the time?
"Hmph, little Taoist priest, whoever let you into the palace, get out!"
The head of Jiangmoyuan was boiling with anger. He was already violent, but when he saw someone from the Daoist sect stepping into the Daxiong Palace, his anger exploded. He pinched the tiger seal and threw the cassock.
Roar!
The tiger roared and shocked the mountains!
The cassock turned into a white-haired tiger more than two feet long, majestic and menacing, it rushed towards Li Daoxuan like a tiger descending a mountain.
Li Daoxuan didn't make a move, but just glanced at it lightly.
In an instant, the ferocious white tiger whimpered, the beast's instinct made him feel a kind of extreme danger, his hair stood on end, and he hesitated, no matter how the head of Jiangmenyuan urged him, he would not be moved.
Li Daoxuan continued to walk forward.
"waste!"
The head of Jiangmoyuan scolded angrily, he really couldn't understand why the brave and fearless white tiger in the past was so cowardly today?
This fierce tiger was originally a tiger who had practiced for more than 200 years in the Funiu Mountains. Countless people died in its mouth. Jiangmoyuan sacrificed many disciples before beheading it. Later, he injected the soul of the tiger demon into his body In the cassock, the seal of crouching the tiger was used to make this tiger clothes.
This top-grade magic weapon is extremely brave in battle. It has never been timid to fight when it meets ghosts and monsters. I don’t know what happened today?
"Stop for me!"
A ruthless look flashed in the eyes of the chief seat of Jiangmoyuan. With a wave of his sleeves, he threw out eighteen golden villains, which rose against the wind and turned into eighteen golden arhats. Either sitting quietly, or meditating, with different postures, standing in front of Li Daoxuan.
The land lord's eyes were shocked, and he hurriedly shouted: "Shangxian, be careful, this is the treasure of Jiangmoyuan, the Vajra Arhat Demon Subduing Formation, it is said that even a monk who faces the Yang God Realm can resist it for a while—"
Boom!
Li Daoxuan turned into a bright thunder light, passed through the Eighteen Arhats, and the majestic thunder sound shook the bricks and tiles of the hall to rustle.
boom!boom!boom!boom……
Eighteen golden arhats flew out like cannonballs in an instant, smashing pillars, Bodhisattva statues, doors and windows, merit boxes, walls...
In the Daxiong Palace, chaos and trees flew across the hall, making it a complete mess, which made one's heart tremble with fear.
Every arhat who is indestructible has a deeply sunken mark, which seems to be knocked out by someone's fingers.
The face of the head of the Jiangmoyuan was flushed, but he couldn't hold back in the end, a mouthful of blood spewed out, and his breath became sluggish.
The natal magic weapon was damaged, and he was also seriously injured.
"You... are you really Li Daoxuan?"
Huitong's palms trembled slightly, his pupils widened, and he pointed at Li Daoxuan and asked.
At this moment, there was the sound of orderly and heavy footsteps, and groups of soldiers filed in, wearing heavy armor and holding mo knives, advancing like a wall, full of murderous aura!
Datang Mo Dao Army!
hum!
Bowstring half open.
Many soldiers wearing light armor and holding longbows appeared on the wall. Their eyes were as sharp as eagles. Qin Tianjian's special arrows for subduing demons had been wound up, aiming at the monks in the White Horse Temple.
The Demon Guards of the Tang Dynasty, the subordinate organization of bad people, everyone is a sharpshooter who can penetrate Yang with a hundred steps.
Tatata!
The sound of iron hooves and the neighing of war horses!
The Xuanjia Army, the most legendary in the Tang Dynasty, was also dispatched. The heavy armored cavalry smashed the mountain gate directly, like an indestructible spear, piercing the heart!
The last ones to come in were the unscrupulous people in charge of guarding Luoyang. They wore official robes and held magical artifacts, with unconcealable excitement in their eyes.
Whoa!
Walking to the front of the hall, the seven bad guys suddenly knelt down, followed by the Modaojun, Demon Eliminator, and Xuanjiajun all knelt down and saluted.
"See the national teacher!"
"See the eldest princess!"
Thank you for the two thousand rewards in Jiangnan Misty Rain, and thank you book friend 20211025194349982 for the two thousand rewards, love!
The national teacher is about to start pretending, don't move, quickly take out all your tickets~
(End of this chapter)
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