Daojun, start from Penglai foundation building

Chapter 125 Qinghua’s true biography, a small battle of wits

Those who come from the West are not good.

This is inevitable.

The great boundary of mountains and rivers, five continents and four seas.

The four seas belong to the Shui tribe and are guarded by the Tao Lord of the Dragon tribe.

Three of the five continents are under the rule of Xuanmen, and one continent is the territory of the demon clan. Only the western continent has two Buddhist holy lands standing side by side.

In the last ten thousand years, the Datianlong Temple and the Dajin Zen Temple suffered heavy losses.

And this catastrophe of ten thousand years is about to come, these two families may feel that the Western continent is too crowded.

"Whether it's Juekong or Guanghui, these two people must be tempted during this Golden Elixir Ceremony."

"I came here this time hoping to join forces with fellow Taoists from Penglai to save our Xuanmen authentic sect from falling into disrepute in front of the Nashi family."

Ning Chuan said it quite sincerely.

Jiang Sheng naturally understood what Ning Chuan meant.

One continent, two holy lands, although there is competition, they are still indifferent.

Whether it was the Daitianlong Temple or the Daijin Zen Temple, the actions of these two families were exactly the same, and they must have communicated in private.

If Sakyamuni Buddha gets the limelight during the Golden Elixir Ceremony, the reputation of the Three Great Dao Sects will probably be trampled to the ground.

"Don't worry, fellow Daoist Ning, I have my own sense of discretion."

With Jiang Sheng's words, Ning Chuan was relieved.

They are all true disciples of the Taoist sect and will not destroy their own city walls at such a time.

But Ning Chuan was obviously still a little wary of Guang Hui.

After all, he is the Sixth Wisdom Buddha of Dajin Zen Temple and the future Bodhisattva Venerable. With such a reputation, this God-footed Guanghui must have good skills.

I wonder what chance Jiang Sheng, the new true successor of Penglai, has in winning against Guanghui and Juekong.

Ning Chuan only stayed for a moment and then hurried back.

A disciple from the Tianhe Dao Sect came to report that there was a conflict between his family and the Da Tianlong Temple. Now the disciples from both sides have gone to the Qinghua Dao Sect's fighting stage.

Ning Chuan, the true successor of Tianhe, could not ignore this.

Jiang Sheng thought for a while and decided to go to the fighting platform to see what the methods of Da Tianlong Temple were like.

Monks fight for their money.

No matter what they say about being quiet and doing nothing, the monks are still fighting.

Fight for the road, fight for longevity, fight for opportunities.

The road to immortality is not a smooth road, and you need to fight hard to stand out.

Therefore, whether it is a Taoist holy land or a small sect, fighting between disciples has never been prohibited.

The monks' fighting shows that they have a bloody nature, and when they have a bloody spirit, they have a competitive spirit, which is a good thing.

Qinghua Daozong's fighting platform is set up on a separate island.

There are various fighting stages here, large and small, located on different peaks and hills.

When Jiang Sheng arrived, he saw a large, dark mass of monks surrounding him.

There are disciples of Datianlong Temple and Dajin Temple wearing monk robes, and there are disciples of Qinghua Taoist Sect and Tianhe Taoist Sect wearing Taoist robes.

Jiang Sheng also saw seven or eight disciples from Penglai mixed in the crowd, cheering loudly.

Obviously, everyone loves to watch this fight.

Standing on top of the clouds, Jiang Sheng could clearly see on the fighting stage that a disciple from Datianlong Temple was fighting fiercely with a disciple from Tianhe Dao Sect.

That day, the disciples of the Hedao Sect controlled a water elemental pearl and moved thousands of hectares of rivers, almost turning the fighting platform into a vast country.

The water vapor surges, and the power of the rivers overwhelms the mountains and seas, destroying the dead and dry, and pushing them across is a tsunami.

And the disciple of Datianlong Temple was obviously not easy to deal with. He held a demon-conquering pestle in his hand and resisted the power of the river with his tyrannical body. At the same time, he shot out a stream of demon-conquering golden light to break one wave after another.

This is the battle between two monks in the Purple Mansion Realm.

The spiritual energy in the body of a monk in the Purple Mansion Realm has already turned into liquid. Especially when he has reached the later stage of Zifu Realm, the spiritual liquid in each Dantian has almost turned into mercury, making him pure and powerful.

That day, the Hedao Sect's Zi Mansion tried its best to activate the Shui Yuan Pearl, but they saw waves of water flowing, like thousands of sharp arrows whizzing towards them.

The Purple Mansion of Daitenryuji Temple activated a protective Buddha light to resist the turbulence of thousands of water flows.

The Tianhe Dao Sect's Zi Mansion clearly had the advantage, which attracted everyone from the Tianhe Dao Sect to applaud.

Seeing that the other party's momentum was becoming more and more tyrannical, the Zifu of Datianlong Temple's face darkened. He bit the tip of his tongue and spurted out a mouthful of blood, and then activated the demon-subduing pestle in his hand.

I saw the golden rings on the demon-conquering pestle begin to rotate continuously, and the faint sound of Arhats chanting sutras could be heard.

"drink!"

There was a loud roar, like a roaring lion.

The demon-subduing pestle suddenly turned into a golden light and shot out, piercing through thousands of water waves and hitting the Purple Mansion of the Hedao Sect that day with the force of thunder and thunder.

Zifu of Tianhe Daozong never expected that the people of Datianlong Temple would be so desperate.

The sip of essence and blood just now was enough, and he forcibly raised his own energy and spirit to activate this move.

This is obviously a life-threatening move!
The Tianhe Daozong just wants to win in a battle of wits, but the Great Tianlong Temple wants to cause both sides to lose.

Forcibly holding back his panic, Zifu of the Tianhe Dao Sect hurriedly activated the magic formula, and at the same time spurted out a mouthful of blood essence, controlling his water elemental beads to face the demon-subduing pestle.

But seeing the golden stream of light colliding with the vapor of the river that day, there was an instant explosion and roar like thunder.

Whether it was the Zifu of the Tianhe Dao Sect or the Zifu of the Great Tianlong Temple, their faces turned red and they each spurted out a mouthful of blood.

The two people's breaths suddenly became weak, and they were obviously deeply hurt.

The Demon Subduing Pestle and the Water Elemental Pearl were both shattered into pieces, and the two spiritual weapons became scrap metal.

"Brother!"

"Brother, are you okay?!"

The disciples of Da Tianlong Temple and Tianhe Dao Sect quickly came to the stage to support their respective senior brothers. At this time, the two Zifus were still holding on, staring at each other, obviously unwilling to lose their momentum.

After these two people were pulled down, another Zifu from the Tianhe Dao Sect came on stage.

"The competition just now was considered a draw. I wonder which layman from Datianlong Temple is willing to compete with Pindao?"

Hearing this, someone immediately walked out of the crowd at Dai Tianlong Temple.

After the two of them saluted each other, there was thunder from the sky and fire from the earth.

Datianlong Temple is said to have eighteen volumes of the Arhat Sutra, which directly point to the upper three realms.

This practitioner seems to have the ability to subdue dragons and tigers.

But when he stretched out his arms, it was like a diamond subduing a demon. His whole body suddenly expanded three times, and with a slash of the sword in his hand, streaks of Arhat's anger were unleashed.

On that day, Zifu of the Hedao Sect could not be underestimated. When he pulled his hands, there was a eight-foot-long spear in his hand.

As he danced, he attracted thousands of flowing water and turned into dragons to accompany him. He was obviously a person with great supernatural powers.

The two men collided, slashing with swords and stabbing with spears. The anger of the Arhat and the red and blue water of the Tianhe River occupied one side.

The flames rise and the water falls.

The two of them were obviously serious about it, and each of them even used the rudiments of their magical powers.

At this time, I only heard the name of the Buddha, which sounded like an angry Arhat.

But with a flash of golden light, the fire and water on the fighting stage instantly subsided.

Jiang Sheng looked around and saw a seven-foot young man standing quietly under the stage. He had a scar on his head and was wearing a red monk's robe. His left arm was exposed, and the knotted muscles on it were vaguely visible.

The contemporary true biography of Datianlong Temple, Juekong.

Juekong saluted Ning Chuan: "Donor Mingdong, if we continue to fight, it will inevitably damage the harmony. It is natural for disciples to occasionally compete with each other, but if there is real fire, it will be a bit unsightly."

Ning Chuan nodded and said with a smile: "What Juekong said is right, it should be so."

The two people on the fighting stage bowed to each other and stepped off the stage.

Seeing that the battle between Da Tianlong Temple and Tianhe Dao Sect was suppressed by the true inheritance of the two families.

The rest of the people were inevitably a little unhappy.

But they all came from a holy place. They were either disciples of Dao Lord or Arhat Bodhisattva. No one was a fool.

Naturally, he would not mess around at this time.

Guang Hui smiled at this time and said: "This time all the holy places of the five directions of Buddhism and Taoism are here. If it is true that there is no contradiction, it would be a lie."

"We might as well let the disciples from various schools compete with each other. It's a show and a win."

Juekong said: "A poor monk has nothing to do with himself."

Ning Chuan, on the other hand, did not speak lightly.

After all, this is the dojo of the Qinghua Taoist Sect, and it is the Qinghua Taoist Sect that will hold the Golden Elixir Ceremony. As a Xuanmen family, although there will inevitably be some competition between the three families, no one will be stupid at this time.

"Of course it's feasible. In three days, there will be the Pindao Golden Elixir Ceremony. It will be a good thing for the disciples of various schools to compete with each other."

A gentle voice sounded.

Everyone looked up and saw that there was an extra Taoist in the sky.

"It's Senior Brother Xuanji!"

All the disciples of Qinghua Dao Sect saluted one after another.

The person who came was the master of this golden elixir ceremony, the contemporary true secret of Qinghua Taoism.

Xuanji, whose real name is Lu Xuanjun, is a top-grade golden elixir.

Seeing that it was the master who spoke, Ning Chuan immediately said: "In this case, Pindao will naturally not refuse."

Lu Xuanjun looked to one side again: "Where are fellow Taoists from Penglai?"

At this time, everyone discovered that there was a Taoist standing there on the cloud. Apparently, he had been standing there for an unknown period of time.

"My fellow Taoist Xuanji is willing, and I am naturally willing." Jiang Sheng said with a smile.

The disciples of the five families are just fighting, there is nothing to refuse.

Lu Xuanjun said with a smile: "In that case, in three days' time Pindao's Golden Elixir Ceremony will include a small Dharma Fighting Ceremony."

After saying that, Lu Xuanjun turned and left, and the disciples of Qinghua Dao Sect also dispersed.

Jiang Sheng took a picture with his hand, took the seven or eight Penglai disciples, and left behind the clouds.

Ning Chuan also brought the disciples of Tianhe Dao Sect back to where they were staying.

Several companies are obviously making preparations for the small battle in three days.

Three days later, the Golden Elixir Ceremony will take place.

The location of the Golden Elixir Ceremony is naturally on the main peak of Qinghua Dao Sect, but it is not in the summit hall, but on the jade platform in the middle section.

At this time, the cloud beds rose up one after another, and the golden elixir masters sat on the cloud beds, chatting and laughing happily.

Incense is burning all around, and spiritual birds are flying around in the sky.

Strong men on both sides struck the bells, and the musicians played fairy music.

The goddess dances, the clouds rise, and it is a fairyland scene.

As the master of the Golden Elixir Ceremony, Lu Xuanjun naturally sat in the first place. On the jade throne on the cloud bed, Lu Xuanjun, wearing the authentic costume of Qinghua Taoist Sect, sat cross-legged with a smile, gesturing to everyone from a distance.

Datianlong Temple, Dajin Zen Temple, Penglai Taoist Sect, and Tianhe Taoist Sect are divided on two sides, with cloud beds rising on each side. The true disciples of the four sects sat down quietly, followed by disciples of Zifu and Zhuji.

Lu Xuanjun's friends, real people from many sects in the Central Continent, are slightly below.

While everyone was talking and laughing, they looked at the five-square cloud bed at the top from time to time.

It looks peaceful, but there is a faint sign of dragon and tiger fighting.

　Second update~
　　I'll try to update another chapter early in the morning.

　　I ate so many dumplings today that I felt like sleeping.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)