Hou Zi felt that there was not much pressure, but from his point of view, he could not see the overall situation of the discussion, and he was too lazy to look at it.
He didn't know that his persistence had led to many deep ideas, long-term plans, intrigues, and intrigues... To him, it was actually a promise made by the old Taoist Chong Ling. He could help continue what the old Taoist insisted on.
Leave the rest alone.
There is a gap between the monks and Taoists in terms of fighting strength. Maybe it’s because the true disciples haven’t gotten started yet? But if Buddhism does this, it’s not a dream for him to pick five or sixty people. That’s a very realistic result.
If this is true, no matter what the final result is, where will the reputation of Buddhism go?
On the contrary, the true biography of Wu Clan has disappeared.
He firmly kept one principle in mind: to be simple, even simpler, he should regard this situation as an opportunity to train himself.
He is accelerating his cultivation of sword sense.
There are many ways to cultivate swordsmanship, but the most effective among them is to fight and win continuously; just like an ever-victorious army, the reason why it is victorious is not because of how brave the soldiers are or because of the incompetence of the generals, but because of their incompetence.
A belief that always wins.
Such a belief can help the military never give up in the face of adversity, because they firmly believe that the final victory must belong to them.
The army is like this, and so are people.
This process is a process in which people and swords work together to cultivate each other's faith, strengthen their self-confidence, and become invincible and tenacious from now on.
For Hou Zi, it is sword consciousness; for Gu Jian, it is human consciousness.
They achieve mutual success and finally reach the state of unity between man and sword.
Such a state cannot be developed overnight, let alone a flash of inspiration that can solve everything; it comes and goes quickly, it is easy to come and go easily, which is the perfect principle of cultivation.
The true sense of swordsmanship is that even in a life-and-death situation, we still never leave each other, we still trust each other, and we still care about each other's life and death.
This is what he is doing now.
This is something deeper. It is no longer as simple as killing, but victory, faith, commitment, persistence, etc.
A good opportunity given by God, otherwise where would he find so many masters of the same realm to accompany him to practice his sword sense?
He is very grateful.
Until I met an acquaintance.
"I am the last Buddhist disciple to come. After me, no other monks will come." The lantern-carrying monk said seriously.
Hou Tzu was a little speechless, "Little monk, are you trying to ruin my good deeds? There are less than twenty here, which is still far away, right? And, where are your true disciples of Buddhism?"
The lantern-carrying monk responded calmly, "All Buddhist disciples are true disciples, and there is no difference between true and false. If you want to use Buddhism as your sword-sharpening stone, you are thinking well!"
Hou Zi smiled bitterly, "So friends are really used to undermine each other. You still have so many people, and you just watch like this?"
Holding the lantern, he explained the general situation, "...So, I estimate that no one, including the Wu clan, will come to trouble you. You should thank me."
The Wu sect just took advantage of Po Xia Donkey to use its limited manpower in other areas; the Buddhist sect was provoking everywhere, and Taihao had no time to take care of itself.
Everyone comes in a mess, and leaves in a mess, and everyone is happy."
Hou Tsang raised his sword and struck, "I'll kill you first, you bald thief!"
Lantern turned around and ran away, "Just because I can't beat you now doesn't mean I won't be able to beat you in the future. Sooner or later, I want you to look good."
One pretended to fight, the other really ran away, it was a farce.
In fact, the entire Southwest Taoism is developing in the direction of farce. Hou Zi is really making trouble, while the big forces are pretending to be confused. Since it is impossible to achieve any results, it is better to return to the previous state of chaos.
It will become more boring for him next. No one is willing to use precious combat power in his direction. Losing does not look good, and winning does not seem to mean anything. He is forced to talk about this southwest discussion. The focus has become useless.
As for the competition for other flags, it no longer seems that important; in fact, if the cornerstone of the entire Southwest Theory is not there, what can anyone prove by taking how many flags?
This chaos lasted for three more days. Finally, the curtain fell, and the result was as confusing as the overall situation in the southwest.
Wumen still relied on their deep foundation to win six flags. This result sounds good, but considering that they already had a share of four flags and only won two more flags, this result is a bit unsatisfactory; most importantly, Quanzhen He Anhe didn't get any Taoist flags. In this sense, it was a failure.
The Quanzhen Sect got three flags, one from Anhe and two from the Wu Sect. In terms of quantity, the Demon Sect failed this time. Five of their families came and only got three flags. But if we consider that they successfully captured Anhe Dao, The flag has achieved its original purpose, and the face has been lost, but the inner integrity has not been lost.
Buddhism has three sides, its own two sides plus the side of Quanzhen Sect, which is very stable.
In the end, Tahoe Gate kept its own flag and stayed within the rules.
The discussion ended in a hasty manner, not even in the mood to be polite; Huncheng and the other four small sects of the Demon Sect were not in a good mood, so they were directly taken away by the elders in the flying boat. It is estimated that they will be given a thorough training after they return.
Buddhism and Taihao did not stay long. They were in a troubled place and troubled times. They had already made a dent in the theory of Taoism in Southwest China. They did not want to be caught between Wu Sect and Quanzhen Sect in real disputes.
The only ones left are the Wu Sect and the Quanzhen Sect, and there are still some things to clean up between them, but these major events are not something that the disciples can participate in.
Hou Zi was waiting for the next punishment, because he not only disobeyed his uncle's orders, but also violated the wishes of Ping Hou Zhu Jiuling. The punishment was certain, only the severity.
But in the next few days, the big shots seemed to be very busy, and no one paid any attention to him. He just left it alone, which made him feel uneasy.
"What are you worried about? There is no need at all! Junior brother, your disobedience actually allowed us to escape completely, otherwise we might not know what would have happened.
This is a real achievement. Well, of course, violations of orders may also be investigated, otherwise the superiors will not be able to manage the disciples in the future. My master said it is just a matter of fact. You will be fined a few years of salary. Do you still care about this?"
Another fine? Old debts have not been repaid, and new debts have been added. Is this going to end?
"I care very much!" Hou Zi said angrily, "Can't there be another way, such as being grounded for a few months? Or using tasks to repay it?"
Rao Zongzhi chuckled, "Resources in the church are relatively tight, and the top management thinks that punishing resources is the most practical... Don't think about this, are you going to go? Everyone still needs a guide, and they all think you are the most suitable. As a local, you have to be More convenient."
Hou Zi calmed down and stopped thinking about those messy problems. Everything had been done and it was useless to think about it. Moreover, he really should go to the capital of gods to find out what happened to the old Taoist Chong Ling, otherwise he would not be able to calm down.
