Under one person: I, Zhang Zhiwei, the arrogant Zhang.

Chapter 649 Zhang Zhiwei's Method of Dismembering the Tiantai Sect

The Deyun mentioned by Master Kurong is a big monk with black beard and eyebrows, tall stature, round face, big ears, ox eyes, wide mouth, and long beard hanging down to his chest.

Although he is of the same generation as Dehong, he does not look old at all, but instead has an air of might and power.

The big monk was holding a string of slightly cracked elm beads in his hand. He took a step forward, as if he could shrink the distance into an inch, and came directly in front of Zhang Zhiwei from under the vertical plaque of the main hall.

"Amitabha!"

Monk Deyun spoke in a loud and full voice: "You little brat, you are so rude. If you want justice, just come to my door. Why did you trample on the platform of the water and land temple and make this temple furious? I will capture you and take you back to Longhu Mountain and hand you over to Zhang Jingqing in person. Let's see what he says."

Zhang Zhiwei sat cross-legged on the back of the nine-headed lion, his eyes slightly open and closed, looking down at Monk Deyun, and said with a smile:

"Your abbot told you to do whatever you want and kill me regardless of life or death, but you wanted to capture me and hand me over to the master, great monk, you disobeyed orders!"

Monk Deyun said: "In life, whether ordinary people or practitioners, we are all walking on thin ice. If we are not careful, we will fall into the karma of obsession."

"Your disrespectful behavior has brought shame to our temple in front of many fellow monks and pilgrims, so the abbot is angry and wants to kill you!"

"The abbot said so, but I cannot do this. When will the cycle of revenge end? Only when one party lets go of the hatred and repays the grievance with virtue can it be resolved."

"Brother Dehong died. Regardless of the reasons behind his death, he colluded with the Japanese pirates and attacked and killed the righteous men of China. He was possessed by the devil. He was killed by you. Although I am heartbroken, I have nothing to say."

"But what you did today was really wrong. Although Senior Brother Dehong was possessed by a demon and attacked you together with the Japanese pirates, his fault was only his own. It does not mean that our temple has also been possessed by a demon like him."

"You are indiscriminate and have implicated the entire temple. This is really a generalization. It is outrageous. I will punish you and teach you a lesson. Then I will hand you over to Zhang Jingqing for handling."

After hearing what Monk Deyun said, Zhang Zhiwei, who was on the back of the nine-headed lion, slowly opened his half-closed eyes. His pupils moved slightly, and he looked directly at the big monk in front of him for the first time.

After he killed Master Dehong, he used his blue hand to absorb some spirituality from Master Dehong's body and gained some memories.

Although the Tiantai Sect has been severely infiltrated, there are still some tough guys among them. The big monk in front of him seems to be one of them.

"It seems that I was reckless," Zhang Zhiwei said seriously, "Master, are there many people like you in the Tiantai Sect?"

Deyun was stunned for a moment, then said in a deep voice: "The Buddhist teachings in this temple are profound, how many people are better than me?"

"That means there aren't many!" Zhang Zhiwei grinned, "Master, since you want to show mercy and spare my life, I will also show mercy and spare your life."

"Oh, there is one more thing. Although you, the Tiantai Sect, will not attack me, I can give you a chance."

Go and call all the monks who share your ideals to come together. What I just said still counts. I will spare your lives."

"Shuzi, please stop being so arrogant!"

Even though Deyun was a great monk with a good character, he was still upset by Zhang Zhiwei's words. It was impossible to reason with the man in front of him.

He suddenly jumped up and stretched out his hand, and a Vajra Pestle appeared in his hand.

This is a magical instrument that he has been refining for many years. Once it is activated, Sanskrit sounds are heard and golden Buddha light shines through.

One end of the demon-subduing pestle is a handle, and the other end is a three-edged pestle. There are three Buddha statues in the middle, one smiling, one angry, and one cursing. This ritual instrument is usually used in the practice of subjugation to subdue demons and enemies.

Monk Deyun pointed the angry face of the Buddha on the demon-subduing pestle at Zhang Zhiwei, making it look like the angry eyes of a vajra, and then he chiseled it down fiercely.

For a moment, wind and thunder were moving.

And Zhang Zhiwei below was sitting cross-legged on the back of the nine-headed lion, ignoring the attack that was as powerful as collapsing clouds.

His whole body was covered with a layer of golden light as thin as a cicada's wing.

This layer of golden light is extremely thin. Under the Buddha's light of Monk Deyun's Vajra Pestle, it seems as if it does not exist, but its defensive power cannot be ignored.

There was a loud "clang" sound like a huge bell, and with Zhang Zhiwei as the center, the huge shock wave spread out like ripples, leaving circles of spiral tunnels from deep to shallow on the square.

This was the venue for the water and land ceremony. There were seven platforms in total. Zhang Zhiwei had previously crushed the largest one with one foot, and now several more platforms were collapsing in the aftermath.

But even so, this powerful Vajra Pestle still could not break through the thin golden light on Zhang Zhiwei's body.

When the attack failed, Master Dehong's body was surrounded by golden light and his face became angry and ferocious, just like the angry face of the Buddha on the Vajra Pestle in his hand.

He has become one with the magic weapon and the pestle, so he can exert the maximum power of the magic weapon and himself.

“Amitabha, all donors, although it is a little inappropriate, I have to apologize!”

Monk Deyun whispered, hovered in the air, raised the Vajra Pestle high, and like the legendary Thunder God holding a chisel, he bombarded Zhang Zhiwei with a torrential rain.

"Boom! Boom!"

The vajra hit Zhang Zhiwei's body violently, just like forging iron, interweaving countless golden lights, and the low humming sounds of metal were as dense as rain, and were getting louder and louder.

The people watching the fight were all holding their breath, and the violent roar exploded in their ears.

The strange man was fine, although there were some fluctuations in the Qi in his body, the impact was not significant.

However, those ordinary believers felt quite uncomfortable. They felt as if someone was hitting their eardrums with a sledgehammer, making them deaf, seeing stars, and unable to see or hear anything.

When Zhang Zhiwei saw this, his mind moved and he chanted the Golden Light Mantra. The golden light around him, which was originally as thin as a cicada's wing, suddenly became thicker and spread outwards to form a golden sphere, like a shining sun surrounding him.

Then, the sun suddenly exploded, and the golden light took shape and became sticky, spreading out like mercury pouring on the ground, enveloping the innocent believers around and protecting them from the aftermath.

This is not a difficult task for Zhang Zhiwei.

In the plot, Tianshi went down the mountain to wipe out Quan Xing. When Tianshi surrounded hundreds of Quan Xing masters in the alley, in order to avoid destroying the surrounding buildings, he used this method to coat the surrounding buildings with a layer of golden light, and then instantly killed those Quan Xing masters.

With the protection of the golden light, the believers who were dizzy and dazed by the sound waves just now suddenly felt that the world was clear, and at the same time, scriptures were chanted in their ears:

"The Mysterious Sect of Heaven and Earth, the root of all myriad Qi, cultivates myriad calamities to prove my supernatural powers. Within and outside the Three Realms, only Taoism reigns supreme..."

Listening to this Taoist sound that was completely different from the Sanskrit sound at the previous Dharma Assembly, they felt an incomparable tranquility in their hearts. The previous pain was swept away, and they felt like they had been trapped in a cage for a long time and finally returned to nature.

In the distance, Zhang Jingqing saw this scene and nodded slightly. Although his previous action of crushing the platform of the water and land ceremony without saying hello was a bit inappropriate, he did a good job now.

"That monk is not truly merciful," Zuo Ruotong praised, "Although this action of Zhiwei offended the Buddhist sect, it won the hearts of the people. He has the means of a diamond and the heart of a bodhisattva, nothing more than this."

"Sage inside and king outside!"

Zhang Jingqing silently added that in the Buddhist world, it is said that a Taoist priest has a heart of a bodhisattva and his Vajra methods are a bit strange.

……

In front of the main hall, Master Ku Rong clenched his hands around the nine-ring staff.

In this day and age, no matter how well-informed you are, the news is only passed on by word of mouth. How can it be as real as seeing it with your own eyes?
Everyone said that this young Taoist priest was powerful, but no one had an idea how powerful he was. Now that he had seen him, he realized that even though he had thought that this young Taoist priest was very powerful, he still underestimated him.

How can we defeat this little Taoist priest here? He frowned and thought about it.

As for the believers below who were surrounded by golden light, he didn't care. Buddhism had a wide range of beliefs and this didn't matter.

The three abbots of the three Putuo temples, Yuantong, Yuanzhi and Yuanzhen, had a slightly changed impression of Zhang Zhiwei.

No matter how arrogant he was before, this move is indeed worthy of praise.

It was Deyun who said good things but did things in a way that was not appropriate.

But this is not his fault. He did not intend to affect the surroundings. It was the little Taoist's golden light that was too hard and too loud. Judging from the current situation, Deyun is definitely not the opponent of the little Taoist. Does Ku Rong seem to want to abide by the one-on-one agreement he had said before?

……

At the same time, halfway up the mountain.

The three people, the head of the Wang family, the head of the Lu family, and Wu Zhan of the Huode Sect, left Zhang Huaiyi, Tian Jinzhong and others who had set out earlier behind, and rushed towards the Tiantai Sect.

Listening to the dense and heavy hammering sounds coming from overhead, several elders looked at each other.

"That sound..." Wu Zhan looked a little puzzled, "Is the monk ringing the bell?"

"No, it's more like the sound of the Golden Light Curse being bombarded." Patriarch Lu said, "It seems like there's a fierce battle going on up there."

"How can the sound of the Golden Light Spell rebounding be so loud?" Wu Zhan asked in surprise, "Will the little Taoist priest be in any danger?!"

"Definitely not!" Patriarch Wang looked up and said, "We only heard the sound of golden light, but no thunder. The young Taoist priest should be able to handle it with ease. However, we really need to hurry over there."

Immediately, the three of them quickened their pace again.

Behind them was Senior Brother Cheng Zhen from Trinity. In order to hurry on, he had already activated the second level of Reverse Rebirth, and was in full swing, leaving Lu Jin, Lu Ci and the others far behind.

Behind him was Zhang Huaiyi, with electric lights all over his body. He was using thunder magic to stimulate his meridians so that he could burst out at maximum speed in a short period of time.

Although this would cause some damage to his meridians, and even make him not in prime condition when he arrived at Tiantai Sect, he could not care less.

Following Zhang Huaiyi were Lu Jin and Lu Ci.

Lu Jin had the protection of Reverse Life and was very fast. Lu Ci should not have been able to keep up with him, but the Tiger Leopard Thunder Sound body training and the practice of hoeing the ground during this period made his physique much stronger. Even if Lu Jin used Reverse Life, he could barely keep up with him.

Behind Lu Jin and Lu Ci, Li Muxuan followed closely. Turning the eight directions did not help much in hurrying along, but going in the opposite direction could speed up the journey.

Behind him was the main force, and Tian Jinzhong was among them. Limited by his own abilities, even though his cloud shoes were smoking, he could not catch up with the ones in front of him.

"Feng Ping, don't you come and go without a trace? Why are you still running with us? Hurry up and find Senior Brother Zhang!" Liu Deshui said as he ran.

Feng Ping panted and said, "I want to do it too, but my fire escape requires setting up fire in advance. I didn't set up fire in Tiantai Sect, so I can't escape. What a pity. I was busy listening to Senior Brother Zhang's sermon last night and didn't ask him for some magic horse talismans."

The two were talking when suddenly, a dense crowd of figures passed by them at an extremely fast speed.

"This is……"

Feng Ping was stunned for a moment, wondering what was going on, when he heard Liu Deshui next to him calling "Uncle Master". At the same time, Lin Zifeng not far away was also calling.

Are these the elders from Yanwu Hall and Liuyun Sword? Feng Ping reacted instantly and wanted to continue to identify who had arrived.

But those elders did not stop, and disappeared from their sight in the blink of an eye.

"It's a big scene, let's charge quickly. Even if we can't help Senior Brother Zhang, at least go and show our support!" Feng Ping shouted and rushed forward.

……

At this moment, at the Tiantai Sect Dharma Assembly, Master Deyun was still forging iron. Zhang Zhiwei put his fingers together to form a sword and pointed it at him from a distance.

In an instant, a bright sword light burst out from his fingertips and instantly pierced through Monk Deyun's body.

Afterwards, the sword light continued to move forward with unabated force, turning into a straight line heading towards the sky, cutting a hole in the clouds that lasted for a long time.

Monk Deyun was severely injured and fell headfirst to the ground. A transparent bloody hole appeared on his right chest. Blood was oozing from his mouth and nose. He fell to the ground, almost unable to speak.

Zhang Zhiwei had said before that he would show mercy and spare his life, so this attack did not hurt his vital parts.

Zhang Zhiwei's mind moved, and the nine-headed lion took a step forward in front of him.

Beside Master Deyun, the Vajra Pestle that he had refined for many years was still vibrating.

As if it sensed that its master was in danger, it flew towards Zhang Zhiwei on its own initiative. However, just as it flew up, it was stepped on by the nine-headed lion and could not move.

Zhang Zhiwei moved, stepped down from the lotus platform behind the nine-headed lion, and grabbed Monk Deyun.

To outsiders, this move seemed like he had helped Monk Deyun to rise up.

But in reality, he was using his blue hand to read the other person's memory.

He performed his magic so secretly that even Master Kurong and the abbots of the three Putuo temples did not notice anything unusual.

"He actually helped Master Deyun. How come this little master's behavior is so incomprehensible?"

Master Yuantong of the Three Temples of Putuo was somewhat puzzled. If he was really so polite, why did he trample on the Dharma platform before?

At this time, Master Dexing of the Tiantai Sect looked at Master Ku Rong:
"Abbot, this lunatic is so ferocious. Junior Brother Deyun has been defeated. What's next..."

Master Kurong said slowly: "The young celestial master is too powerful to be defeated by one person. We need the joint efforts of all monks to deal with him. Deying, Degang..."

the other side.

Searching the soul was like turning the pages of a book, and Master Dehong's past quickly unfolded before Zhang Zhiwei.

Time was running out, so Zhang Zhiwei looked through the papers hastily, skipping any part that was slightly troublesome.

But even so, he still gained a lot.

In recent years, the Tiantai Sect has indeed been very close to the Tiantai Sect in Japan. Even many eminent monks have traveled across the ocean to visit Mount Hihe in Japan to exchange Buddhist teachings, including the late Master Dehong.

However, Monk Deyun has never been there.

Not only that, he has always felt that the main sect should be connected with the overseas branches. Although the two sides have the same origin, they have evolved for thousands of years and have become very different. Especially in recent years, Japan has repeatedly invaded China, and it is reasonable and emotional to draw a clear line between the two.

However, fellow disciples in the temple all feel that Buddhism should not be so narrow-minded and that Buddhism is borderless.

He gave various examples and said that if everyone held the same idea as him, then Buddhism would have remained in India forever, and how could it have been spread to China, let alone save all living beings.

Although he wanted to refute, he didn't know what to say. He could only promise not to get involved. There were a few people like him in the temple, but not many, and their status was not high.

Master Dehong's memory is incomplete, only a little bit, but now it seems that the problem is a little more serious than I expected before...

Zhang Zhiwei sighed, stopped searching his soul, tore out this part of the soul search from his memory, and stuffed in some of Master Dehong's memories of collusion with the Japanese pirates.

In an instant, Monk Deyun suddenly "woken up". He noticed a new picture in his mind and subconsciously looked it up.

Seeing it shocked him, he could not believe the contents inside and almost lost his mind.

"This this……"

"Master monk, do you understand why I came here?" Zhang Zhiwei said calmly.

Monk Deyun was so disturbed that he was speechless.

Zhang Zhiwei looked at the abbot, Master Ku Rong:
"Your abbot is calling people again, not just one. Look, do those monks have something in common?"

(End of this chapter)