Qi Yu Millennium

"Amitabha, all the great masters have come to support you from far away. The Nether Temple should remember your kindness and repay it later, but today's fighting skills are not ordinary competitions. Before the teacher left, he did not leave any rules for fighting skills... ..." Jian Zhen rushed to the monks behind him, talking about the scene, and at the same time reminded them that fighting is dangerous, and they can leave at any time.Jianzhen, as Minghui's big disciple, will take over the Youming Temple in the future, so it is justified for him to take over the temple temporarily when Minghui is away.

"Ninth Brother, Minghui seems to have felt what happened today." Wen Xiaofeng beside me reminded me in a low voice.

"Minghui is an eminent Buddhist monk who practiced the Mahayana teachings. He has already realized the fruit, and it is not surprising that he can predict the future." I nodded and said.Judging from today's situation, Zen Master Minghui asked Jianzhen and Jianxing to open the door to welcome guests before Shenyouli Temple. Later, they did not open the door in time because of the zombies and the real Dameier Huang Ling. Using the Yishan Jue to destroy the walls of the temple, and after entering the gate, Monk Jianzhen was not afraid of us, but proposed nine contests before me, which also shows that Zen Master Minghui expected that I would come to use force.But even so, I am not afraid, because he can predict it does not mean that he dares to take measures to tamper with the results, because that would violate the teachings of Buddhism.So what I am most concerned about now is not that Zen Master Minghui set a trap for us, but where he went and what this old guy did.

"Is there something wrong with today's matter?" Wen Xiaofeng shook his head slowly.At this moment, the five of us are all sitting in the front row, and the seats are still the same as before. On my left is Wen Xiaofeng, followed by Gongyang Yifeng and Murong Zhuifeng, and King Kong Pao sits on the farthest side and raises his hand to look at his watch from time to time, presumably in anticipation. It was getting dark, while Murong Zhuifeng was solemnly observing the situation of the monk opposite. Although she was no longer purple, she was well-informed. With her present, I could fill in the omissions and pick up the omissions.

I turned my head and looked at Wen Xiaofeng inquiringly, meaning to ask him what was wrong.

"Before Minghui left the temple, he didn't seem to restrain those who help the boxing from killing, and he didn't set the rules for the nine fights. What's his intention?" Wen Xiaofeng said with a frown.

"I will set the rules with Jianzhen and try not to hurt anyone." I nodded.Wen Xiaofeng's reminder made me even more puzzled. Although Zen Master Minghui is pedantic and stubborn, he is still Buddha-nature, compassionate and kind-hearted. Last time, the Vajra Cannon and I attacked and destroyed his Dharma body. He didn't chase us hard. How come this time? Before leaving, didn't leave any rules of fighting that don't hurt people's lives?

"The rules are suitable for each other. He has no rules and we naturally don't need to restrain him. He can kill, and I can kill." Wen Xiaofeng said with raised eyebrows.Although Wen Xiaofeng is usually elegant and elegant, he is extremely vicious when fighting enemies. In his previous life, he had a confidante who was invaded by evil officials. children under the foot.As for the fact that he sent the Maoshan people to drive away the nearby animals, it was not entirely out of good intentions. He wanted to put invisible pressure on the monks and show his fearlessness.

"You and my brothers naturally don't need to worry about this, but the safety of these friends cannot be ignored." I lowered my voice to the lowest.Although these helpers outside of Ziyang Temple came here voluntarily, I can't dispatch them as soldiers. I can't bear to sacrifice any one of them.Showing no mercy to the enemy and being honest with friends is the consistent style of Jiejiao disciples, which is also very similar to the combat style of today's troops.

"Consciously invincible, get out and leave." Wen Xiaofeng asked for my opinion with questioning eyes.

"No, use Mingjin method." I shook my head and rejected Wen Xiaofeng's suggestion.His idea is that in the process of fighting, one of the two parties feels that they are not the opponent of the other party and takes the initiative to admit defeat. This way is not feasible.Because we went up the mountain with great momentum, Buddhism and Taoism have already known that in this kind of occasion, everyone will go all out, even if they lose, they will fight with their lives. Let them take the initiative to admit defeat, it is better to kill them directly.And the method of Mingjin I mentioned is to imitate the Mingjin retreat on the battlefield in ancient times, and beat the gong to signal surrender.

"Yes." Wen Xiaofeng nodded.

"Okay, okay, how long do you want to mobilize before the war?" At this moment, King Kong Pao couldn't bear Chong Jianzhen yelled.

Jianzhen ignored King Kong Cannon's call, and turned around and walked over after finishing his thanks for the reminder.

I will mention the idea of ​​Mingjin as the loser. Jianzhen chanted the Buddha's name and agreed with it. Even Jianxing looked at me with a lot of kindness. I saw it in my eyes and snorted. Compassionate heart, the reason why I have this suggestion is to consider for my comrades in arms, what does the life and death of the enemy have to do with me.

"Wuliang Tianzun, as the saying goes, a noisy guest should not be taken away from the host, and guests should do as they please, please Master Jianzhen send someone to end." I stood up and said to Jianzhen.The reason why I let him send people off first is not out of politeness. Even the outer wall of the temple was demolished, so it is not polite or impolite. suitable opponent.

Jianzhen looked up at me and didn't answer. Instead, he took out a page of yellow paper from the wide cassock sleeve, looked at it for a moment and put it back in the sleeve, stepped forward and said the name of a monastery aloud.

"I'm stupid." King Kong Pao couldn't help screaming when he heard the name of the monastery read out by Monk Jianzhen. The younger generation behind me also started talking in low voices, and Murong Zhuifeng and I couldn't help but frown. The monastery that Jian Zhen mentioned is so famous that it is known to everyone in the whole country, including men, women and children.

As soon as Jianzhen finished speaking, a young monk stood up from the group of monks with the largest number of people. The young monk has a strong physique and strong muscles.

Looking at the proud young monk in the horizontal position, everyone on our side couldn't help but look at each other. For a moment, everyone was relatively stunned, and didn't understand the intention of Nether Temple's move.The monastery to which this monk belongs is an important place of Zen Buddhism. The monastery has been established for thousands of years. The monks of the monastery have always been admired by outsiders for their profound Buddhism and martial arts.The most important thing is that the temple has always been patriotic. It has made immortal achievements in resisting the invasion of foreign enemies in the past dynasties. It is not only admired by the common people, but also rewarded by those in power. I never thought that the Nether Temple would invite them here.

And the reason why we are puzzled is also very simple, that is, the monk in the field doesn't even have the basic red aura. Judging from the breath on his head, he is just an ordinary person in good health. How could the Nether Temple send ordinary people to end? ?

"Be careful of fraud." Wen Xiaofeng reminded in a low voice.

I nodded silently. As the saying goes, there are no worthless men under a great reputation. The monastery must have its own unique practice method to achieve its current scale. This young monk has such an arrogant demeanor, so he is naturally confident.But judging from the aura on his head, his cultivation is really not worth mentioning. Could it be that he has already cultivated to the Mahayana realm of Buddhism at a young age, where he can send and receive freely?

Who is the right one to send to end, I deliberated over and over again and fixed my eyes on Da Meier. Da Meier was out of her mind all the way, and she was always preoccupied with thoughts. Why don't I send her to the end first to spy on the reality, nine fights won five of them? As a winner, even if she loses this game, I have enough chances to try to regain the defeat.

"Patriarch Da, thank you." I stood up and smiled at Da Meier.

"Respectfully abide by the Master's decree." Da Meier accepted the order respectfully, and then withdrew from the scene.In fact, there is no direct subordinate relationship between Ziyang Guan and Qingqiu Xuanhu, and Da Meier actually took the order as a subordinate, which means that she accepted the order to fight as the wife of Gongyang Yifeng.

After Dameier entered the stage, she smiled and bowed to the young monks in the arena to salute, which was the etiquette of lay girls.

"Amitabha, the poor monk's Dharma name is Mingkong, and he has learned the five poisonous hands very well, which can easily hurt people's lives. You, a woman, step down quickly." The young monk looked at Damei'er with a contemptuous expression on his face. .

"It's okay, please enlighten me, Master." Dameier smiled at Mingkong, and stepped back with her left foot.

"Amitabha, the five poisonous hands of the poor monk are few... oops...boom!"

The sudden situation on the field surprised me and everyone behind me. Before the aggressive Ming Kong Niubi had finished blowing, he was kicked away by Da Meier without any warning, and flew upside down out of the field and hit him heavily. Passed out in the west wing of the monastery.

"Good~"

"Boom!"

Accompanied by our side's applause and the opponent's gong, the first match ended. Da Meier turned her head and smiled at me, and walked back to our camp, while Ming Kong, who had fallen to the ground before making a move, The other party carried it back.

"Old Yu, what do they mean?" King Kong Pao left his seat and walked in front of me. At this moment, I was looking at each other with a foggy head and Wen Xiaofeng.

I shook my head slowly and didn't speak. The doubts in my mind at the moment are no less than those of Vajra Cannon. Mingkong's defeat so easily is beyond my comprehension. Judging from the astonished expressions of the monks opposite, they did not expect Mingkong to lose. It didn't help, which meant that Sora's defeat was not a trick they set up.However, Jianzhen took out a piece of yellow paper and looked at it for a while beforehand, which shows that Minghui had arranged for this monk to play in advance, and why did Minghui leave Ziqi masters alone and insist on sending out an ordinary monk? the monk?

"Ninth Brother, who is the abbot of this temple now? Is the Second Classic of Washing Tendons and Yisui still in this temple?" Wen Xiaofeng asked with a frown.

"Brother, you are out of date. They are not called hosts anymore, they are called general managers." I smiled wryly and shook my head. The thousand-year-old ancient temple, which was originally a place of Zen Buddhism, is now full of copper stink. money.

"Old Yu, you're out of date. They call it ufo." King Kong Pao smiled and lit a cigarette.

I stretched out my hand to signal King Kong Pao to give me a cigarette, and after lighting it, I took a few puffs, quickly sorted out my messy thoughts, and suddenly woke up after a while, and couldn't help cursing Ming Hui for being cunning.

"We've been used." I seldom smoked, and only took a few puffs before throwing it away.

"What do you mean?" King Kong Cannon asked.Although Wen Xiaofeng didn't ask any questions, he looked at me with questioning eyes.

"This monastery holds a very high place in the hearts of Chinese people. However, in recent years, the abbot of the monastery has no virtue, which has caused the monastery to be stained with dust and the ancient temple to be tainted. The people and believers have criticized this. Zen Master Minghui has heard of this for a long time. It is inconvenient for him to go to persuade them due to the incense and affection of Buddhism, so today we will humiliate them, so that they will know their shame and then be brave, stay away from the hustle and bustle, and return to the right way." I quickly expressed my analysis.

"This old thing is really not a thing. The bad guys have been made by us." King Kong Pao couldn't help cursing after listening to my analysis.

"Xiao Jiu, today's matter may have been arranged by Ming Hui." Murong Zhuifeng pulled the Vajra Cannon back to his seat, and turned to look at me sideways.

"Sixth senior sister, tell me what you think." I turned to look at the monks on the opposite side, and found that Jianzhen took out the yellow paper again.

"Before Ming Hui left, he didn't leave a request not to hurt people's lives during the fight, do you think it's reasonable?" Murong Zhuifeng asked.

"Buddhist monks are supposed to be merciful, but there is indeed something strange." I nodded and replied.

"Although Buddhism pays attention to the equality of all beings, it does not reject the slaying of demons." Murong Zhuifeng's eyes moved slightly, "In his opinion, things that are not in line with the righteousness of heaven, he will try his best to subdue or correct them."

"What do you mean?" I still didn't understand what Murong Zhuifeng meant.

"I suspect that Minghui is taking this opportunity to correct the faults of the Buddhist sect. He didn't leave a promise not to hurt people. He wants to use this battle to get rid of some disobedient people on our side."

"He dares?!" Murong Zhuifeng's words made me stand up angrily.

"I hope I was thinking too much, let's send someone out first." Murong Zhuifeng sat up straight.

When I heard this, I looked away, and found that there was already an old monk with a solemn statue standing in the field, wearing a red and yellow cassock of a great virtue. He was about seventy years old, and the real purple aura lingered on his head.

The master is finally here...