I, the Wudang junior master, only want to cultivate immortality!

Chapter 167: Buddha Kingdom Plan, the first step, destroy Wudang!
At this time, in the main hall, six figures wearing bright red robes were sitting cross-legged.

From left to right, they are Northern Shaolin's Kongjian, Dunan, Du'e, Dujie, the current Northern Shaolin abbot, Master Miaodi, and the old monk from Southern Shaolin.

Except for Miao Di, the other five people were all sitting cross-legged in the air several inches above the ground. Each of them had a solemn appearance and was obviously a powerful person who had reached the state of unity between man and nature.

As the abbot of Northern Shaolin Temple, Master Miao Di spoke first and bowed to the old monk with a very respectful attitude.

"Brother Xuandu has come all the way from the Song Dynasty. You must have worked hard along the way."

"How about you take a day off first, and then we can talk about business?"

Xuan Du, however, did not appreciate it and uttered a muffled sound from his nose, "What are you taking a break for?"

"I didn't come here to enjoy the scenery."

Miao Di didn't care about being choked, and still had a smile as warm as spring breeze on his face.

Xuan Du did not continue his attack. He turned to look at the other four people with a lazy tone.

"There is no need for you to beat around the bush with me. I believe you all know why I came here, right?"

"Should we discuss that?"

Du'e, Du'nan and Dujie remained silent, with their eyelids drooped, as if they were asleep.

Kong Jian raised his head and spoke after a slight pause.

"Brother Xuandu must be talking about the Buddhist Kingdom Plan proposed by the Southern Shaolin Buddha three hundred years ago, right?"

After a pause he continued.

"According to the original Buddha's idea, Southern Shaolin controls the Song Dynasty, and my Northern Shaolin controls the Ming Dynasty."

"Then we will open up the connection between the northern and southern Shaolin, and then expand towards the Great Sui and Great Yuan dynasties, destroying the two great dynasties. Eventually, the entire eastern region of the Kyushu continent will be transformed into a Buddhist country, completely ruled by our Buddhist sect."

"But the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Yuanzhang, was too powerful. Not to mention controlling him, he simply made it difficult for my Northern Shaolin to breathe."

"The founder of our sect spent a lot of effort, even at the cost of losing a Bodhisattva, to finally plot against Zhu Yuanzhang. We thought the plan would go smoothly, but who would have thought that another Zhu Zhanji would appear in the Ming Dynasty!"

"This man is as brave as Zhu Yuanzhang, and equally talented. He has made it difficult for our Northern Shaolin to carry out its plans, and he is even suppressing us intentionally or unintentionally."

"At this point, we can only cooperate with people like Zhu Wusi who have a rebellious heart. We can't interfere in the Ming Dynasty court at all."

"Brother Xuandu, my Northern Shaolin has paid too much for the Buddha's plan."

Xuan Du frowned and felt a little displeased when he heard this.

"Kong Jian, it's meaningless if you say that, right?"

"If the Buddha's plan for a Buddhist kingdom succeeds, we will all be the biggest beneficiaries."

"By then, the luck of the entire Eastern Region will be used by our Shaolin. How many Bodhisattva-level warriors can we support?"

"To accomplish great things, how can one not pay a price? Has not enough blood been shed in Southern Shaolin over the past three hundred years?"

"The current civil unrest in the Sui Dynasty is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for us!"

"You are acting like this now, are you trying to stay out of this?"

Kong Jian waved his hands repeatedly and smiled apologetically.

"That's not what I meant. As a Buddhist, I certainly hope that the Buddhist Kingdom Project can be successfully completed. How can I stay out of it?"

"Not long ago, I sent a lot of elite members of my sect to the Great Sui Dynasty, and I have already made a lot of arrangements."

"But now a problem has arisen. A Wudang sect has emerged between the Northern and Southern Shaolin!"

"Although Zhang Sanfeng had just been promoted to the Land God Realm not long ago, his fighting power was truly terrifying. Even Numu, who had been promoted for a hundred years, was no match for him."

After hearing this, Xuandu showed a mocking look on his face.

"I wonder what on earth is wrong with you Northern Shaolin that you can tolerate Zhang Sanfeng's rise right under your noses?"

"How difficult is it to solve this problem?"

"No matter how strong Zhang Sanfeng is, he is only a terrestrial immortal. If we, the northern and southern Shaolin, join forces and send out a few Vajra, it will be easy to destroy the Wudang Sect!"

Kong Jian looked somewhat helpless and waved his hands.

"Brother Xuandu, you are joking. The imperial dynasty is now very powerful, and the imperial ban is no joke."

"All the King Kongs are powerful earth immortals. If they take action, the royal families of Ming, Song, and Yuan will definitely not watch Wudang Sect perish."

After hearing this, Xuandu's eyes showed a hint of weirdness, and he revealed a bombshell news.

“Brother Kong Jian may not know that the Song Dynasty has been completely controlled by our Southern Shaolin, and even their royal ancestors have become puppets of our Buddhist sect!”

"As for the Great Yuan Dynasty, the rampant demon sects in its territory have overwhelmed the Great Yuan Dynasty royal family, and they simply cannot spare the time to manage the Wudang Sect."

"Plus the Sui Dynasty is about to collapse, so the only one we need to be wary of is the Ming Dynasty!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire main hall fell into deathly silence.

Kongjian and Miaodi showed disbelief on their faces.

Even Du Nan, Du E and Du Jie, who had been in a half-asleep state, opened their eyes one after another, with a look of shock in their eyes.

"Xuandu, are you serious?"

The magnificent voice resounded throughout the entire main hall.

It was just six words, yet they seemed to carry supreme pressure.

Kongjian, Xuandu and other five powerful men in the state of unity of man and nature all had changed expressions, as if their bodies were pressed down by a mighty mountain, and they all fell down from their suspended state involuntarily.

A huge golden translucent lotus appeared out of thin air in the main hall, and the lotus leaves spread out. A young monk wearing a gray monk's robe and with red lips and white teeth walked out from the lotus.

His face could only be described as handsome, and he looked like an ordinary young monk in the Shaolin Temple. However, his eyes were so bright that they were still dazzling even in the daytime, making it difficult to ignore them.

Kong Jian, Shaolin Sandu, and Master Miao Di all bowed. "Greetings, Bodhisattva!"

Xuan Du, who had originally been quite arrogant, immediately stood up and bowed his head.

"Southern Shaolin Discipline Institute Xuandu, to pay respect to Bodhisattva Guangmu Tianwang!"

"When it comes to such a major event as the Buddha Kingdom Plan, Xuandu dare not speak nonsense. This matter is absolutely true. If the Bodhisattva does not believe it, he can personally confirm it with my master."

Although Southern Shaolin is stronger than Northern Shaolin in overall strength.

But no matter in the Northern or Southern Shaolin, there are only three people who hold the title of "Bodhisattva", representing the top combat power of Buddhism!

Before the earthly immortals, there are early, middle and late stages.

After becoming an earthly immortal, there are nine transformations.

For example, Zhang Sanfeng, who had just been promoted to the realm of earthly immortals, and Numu, who died not long ago, were both first-level earthly immortals.

With each additional turn, the strength will increase exponentially!
The Bodhisattva Guangmu King in front of him is the sixth-level earthly immortal!

If you meet someone with angry eyes, you can beat him up with just one finger.

Below the fifth level, one is called [Vajra], and above the fifth level, one is eligible to compete for the title of [Bodhisattva]!
Xuan Du could be arrogant in front of Kong Jian and others, but he would never dare to be presumptuous in front of Bodhisattva Guangmu Tianwang.

The little monk called Bodhisattva Guangmu Tianwang did not say anything. His eyes were fixed on Xuandu. There seemed to be a swastika Buddhist seal slowly rotating in his pupils.

Under this gaze.

Even though Xuandu, who had already stepped half a foot into the fairyland on earth, suddenly felt his body stiff and under tremendous pressure.

Fortunately, after just two breaths, the other party withdrew his gaze and spoke with a faint smile.

"Don't be so nervous. I'm sure you wouldn't dare to say anything nonsense on such an important matter. I believe you. Get up."

Feeling the pressure on his body disappear, Xuan Du breathed a sigh of relief, but secretly complained in his heart.

'Oh, one of the four great guardian celestial kings, Bodhisattva Guangmu Deva, is said to be able to observe the world with his pure eyes and discern the truth.'

"You clearly figured out the truth of my words, but you acted so generous. How hypocritical!"

But he did not dare to show the slightest disrespect on his face, and he remained humble and spoke carefully.

"The Bodhisattva sees clearly."

"In fact, it was my master's idea to get rid of the Wudang Clan. I was just acting as a messenger."

“I wonder what the Bodhisattva thinks?”

Guangmu hesitated for a moment before speaking slowly.

"The current civil unrest in the Sui Dynasty is indeed a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

"Destroying the Wudang Sect is indeed an important part of the grand plan. I agree with this."

"It's a pity that Wrathful Eyes fell, and the other Vajras also have their own important matters to attend to. In that case, I will let Happy Vajra take action from Northern Shaolin."

Xuan Du nodded when he heard this, knowing that it was time to bargain.

"Senior Huanxi? Has he reached the second level of Earthly Immortal now?"

"My Southern Shaolin can dispatch two earthly immortals, Senior Wei Tuo and Senior Jia Lan."

"With two second-level earthly immortals and one first-level earthly immortal, even if Zhang Sanfeng has three heads and six arms, he will not be able to stop them."

"But this time, our Southern Shaolin will contribute more. After Wudang is destroyed, our Southern Shaolin will take 70% of the benefits!"

Guangmu's expression remained unchanged after hearing this, as if he didn't care at all, and he spoke calmly.

"Seventy percent is seventy percent. This matter is settled."

"You can discuss the specific time of action with Kong Jian and others."

After saying this, the golden lotus appeared again behind Guangmu and wrapped him up, then turned into light spots all over the sky and dissipated.

Kongjian, Xuandu and others bowed again.

"Farewell, Bodhisattva!"

After Guangmu left, everyone present breathed a sigh of relief.

The pressure from such a strong man is so great that just standing here makes people feel a little breathless.

A smile appeared on Xuandu's face and he laughed at Kongjian.

"After Wudang is destroyed, our Northern and Southern Shaolin can be united into one."

"Next, we will seize the Sui Dynasty, and finally deal with the Ming Dynasty and the Yuan Dynasty. Great things are expected!"

Kong Jian was obviously in a very good mood as well.

"Haha, I never thought that I would be able to witness the birth of the Buddha Kingdom in my lifetime. Good days are coming for us Buddhists!"

The three Shaolin masters were not good at speaking, so they also stood up and left.

at this time.

A slightly panicked voice sounded outside the main hall.

"Abbot! Abbot, something's wrong!"

"Master Xuanli of Southern Shaolin was left at the gate of Shaolin. He looks seriously injured and is dying!"

Xuandu's expression changed, revealing disbelief.

"what?"

(End of this chapter)