Gao Wu: My martial arts training relies solely on hard work

"Move mountains!"

Zhao Xuan held Tianxian in his mouth and formed complicated mudras with his hands.

Endless golden light burst out and spread in the void.

The next moment, Sanqing Mountain shook violently, and vast smoke and dust rose into the sky along with the sudden appearance of golden light.

The majestic earth energy that stretches for hundreds of miles is rolling endlessly in Zhao Xuan's thoughts.

Soon, a large amount of earth energy gathered in a few specific locations, and was quickly separated from other earth energy, clearly distinguishing each other.

Immediately afterwards, balls of Qi carried small hills and came to Zhao Xuan.

Among the hills, there are seven-color vines that are hundreds of feet long, a peach blossom tree that is several feet tall and with bright colors, and a tea tree that is half a person tall...

Zhao Xuan waved his hand, and all of them were transplanted into his divine domain.

Under Zhao Xuan's threat, Dao Sansheng reluctantly agreed to "give" all the top-quality treasures Sanqingguan had accumulated over the years to Zhao Xuan.

To be precise, it was "gifted" to the Zhenwu Sect, but Zhao Xuan, as the current head, had priority to use it.

When he no longer needs it or ascends to the immortal world, it will automatically transform into one of the true martial arts secrets.

After finishing all this, Dao Sansheng suppressed his surging emotions and tried his best to calmly ask: "When do fellow Taoists plan to attack Buddhism?"

Zhao Xuan withdrew his magical power and secret technique and said calmly: "It's better to choose a different day than to hit it. I plan to set off now. Can the master of the temple come with me?"

Dao Sansheng's expression changed slightly when he heard the words: "It would be a wonderful thing to see the elegance of a strong Buddhist man with fellow Taoists."

"It's just that this poor Taoist has ordinary strength, so he needs more care from fellow Taoists to avoid being hurt by the hands of strong Buddhists."

He paid such a heavy price, how could he not witness Zhao Xuan killing all Buddhists with his own eyes?

He can act as a supervisor on the spot to prevent Zhao Xuanyang from being merciful to the Buddhists.

Zhao Xuan smiled and said: "Master, follow me back to Zhenwumen, join the Buddhist disciples, and set off together."

……

"What does the donor mean by this?"

When Zhao Xuan led Dao Sansheng to the front, Xuan Zang couldn't help but frown and asked.

He looked at Dao Sansheng with an extremely unkind look.

If this little bastard hadn't leaked the family fortune of Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, why would he have suffered heavy losses?

Feeling Xuanzang's unkind gaze, Dao Sansheng stared back without fear.

This little bald donkey, if it weren't for him, how could Master Tao have lost so many treasures?

If these treasures hadn't been better in the fairy world, he would have almost vomited blood and died.

Watching the two of them staring at each other with big eyes and small eyes.

Zhao Xuan almost couldn't help shouting: "Let's fight."

He smiled and said: "The master of Sansheng Temple heard that the Buddha was in trouble and offered to help. I thought that more people can do more, so I took him to find the Buddha."

"The master of the temple is also at the peak of the Yin Shen Realm. I guess Buddha won't mind."

Dao Sansheng's original intention was to follow and watch the excitement, but he deliberately said that he wanted to help.

Oh, if you want to stay out of it, there's no way.

He didn't expect Dao Sansheng to work harder, but Dao Sansheng stood there, naturally representing the Taoist sect and a certain big force in the immortal world.

Youdao Sansheng attracts attention and hatred, and the probability of him being retaliated by Buddhism afterwards will be greatly reduced.

This is his real intention.

Xuanzang was silent for a moment, but reason finally prevailed over emotion.

Suddenly, he smiled like spring breeze turned into rain and said: "The poor monk would like to thank the temple master for his help."

Putting aside the fact that Dao San Sheng had tricked him, Zhao Xuan was right, having an extra person at the peak of the Yin Shen Realm to help him would have both advantages and disadvantages.

Dao Sansheng took advantage of the situation and said: "It's easy to say, but I don't dare to say thank you. Buddha, don't blame the poor Taoist for being ruthless afterwards. The poor Taoist will be satisfied."

Xuanzang's words were exactly what he wanted.

He agreed to go with Zhao Xuan, mainly to supervise Zhao Xuan to kill everyone.

Unexpectedly, he was accidentally authorized by Xuanzang to kill the disciples of Wanfo Temple.

He was afraid that Buddhism would not decline, so of course he had to seize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. All three of them are happy when their dreams come true.

……

"Dang Dang Dang!"

South of Nanzhou, north of Nanhai, the land of Fujian and Yue.

The sound of ringing bells sounded in the majestic Putuo Mountain and spread throughout the mountains and valleys.

Looking around, the entire Putuo Mountain and dozens of surrounding peaks, temples, attics, and pagodas stretch endlessly, with no end in sight.

On the wide steps of the temple's main avenue, there are monks walking like the wind, running between many temples, lighting incense or adding oil.

Some believers from outside the mountain came on foot, kowtowed every three steps, and made a determined pilgrimage to the top of the mountain.

In the main hall dedicated to Guanyin Bodhisattva on the top of the mountain, there was an extra seat next to the Buddha statue. Sitting there was a young monk with a handsome face, red lips and white teeth.

The little monk's treasure-like appearance is solemn, and he actually has the air of a true Buddha.

Suddenly, the young monk frowned and looked north in the distance.

At the same time, the power of the rich incense rolled in the clouds and spread for hundreds of miles, like the waves of the sea. The turbulent momentum made people feel palpitated.

He opened his lips and teeth lightly, and a voice as loud as a bell echoed in the sky like thunder: "Senior Brother Xuanzang, if you don't stay well at Daleiyin Temple, why are you bringing people to Putuo Temple?"

As the power of the incense spread, the air within a radius of hundreds of miles suddenly became very viscous. Birds broke into it and flapped their wings continuously, but they could only fly with difficulty, as if they had fallen into the water.

The power of Buddha is rolling and ready to go.

Xuanzang's figure stopped outside the range covered by the power of the incense. He and the young monk looked at each other from a hundred miles away and said calmly: "Junior brother Xuanyu, although we are not close friends, we used to have a certain affection."

"The position of presiding over the temple should be succeeded by a poor monk. Why does my junior brother create so many branches and insist on splitting the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, monopolizing the land of Fujian and Yue, and only respecting Guanyin Bodhisattva?"

"There is no limit to the sea of ​​suffering, but turning back is the end. If junior brother is willing to change his mind and support the poor monk to succeed the chief abbot, then the poor monk will also let you take charge of Putuo Temple independently. The Buddhist temples in Fujian and Yue will respect you, how about it?"

The young monk said calmly: "Senior Brother Xuanzang, the young monk has changed his dharma name to Xuanyin and no longer uses Xuanyu as his dharma name. I hope that senior brother will not call you by the wrong name next time."

"As for whether you should be the master or not, it is not up to the junior monk to decide. The junior monk only wants to serve Guanyin Bodhisattva wholeheartedly. If you have nothing else to do, senior brother, please come back."

Xuanzang's face darkened when he heard this: "You are still stubborn. Since my junior brother insists on splitting Buddhism, the poor monk has no choice but to offend him."

"Donor Zhao Xuan, please take action."

Xuanyin smiled lightly: "Senior brother actually hired a helper, is it the Taoist priest next to you?"

"not me."

A peaceful voice sounded in the main hall where Xuanyin was.

He looked for a voice and saw a figure at the door of the hall.

when?

Xuanyin's pupils shrank, her heart was greatly shocked, and a unique aura suddenly exploded from her body.

The outlines of each other turned into a buzzing and vibrating water purification bottle.

There is a willow branch in the bottle.

The moment the water purification bottle appeared, a great intimidating force filled the entire hall.

"You're getting close to me and you still want to take action?"

Zhao Xuan glanced at Xuanyin indifferently and raised his hand gently.

Five colors of green, yellow, red, white and black divine light rose into the sky and turned into a colorful palm, holding the water purification bottle and Xuanyin together.

The Buddha's light and power that filled the hall were all swept away without leaving any trace.

The black and white airflow swarmed out from behind Zhao Xuan, interweaving a Tai Chi pattern that contained the principles of heaven and earth, and turned into a vortex in mid-air.

The abundant incense power that spreads for hundreds of miles was sucked in like a swallow returning to its nest, and eventually turned into the material to improve Zhao Xuan's cultivation.

He put his five fingers together, trying to crush Xuanyin into pieces.

An aura that did not belong to the human world suddenly revived in Xuanyin's body.

His face was full of ferocity: "You are looking for death."

(End of this chapter)