Chapter six hundred and seventy-eight newspaper group heating
The Heroes' Meeting is about to be held, and everyone is waiting for the elixir of death.
There are still many people who are doubtful and worried, thinking that if there is such a thing as an elixir in a serious sect, how can it be given to others.
Many powerful people, including many, were waiting and watching, wanting to see how Li Yu would end.
This peaceful period was soon broken by a piece of news:
Li Yu, the leader of Zhengjing Sect, wants to marry Zen Master Xuanzang.
As the news spread, the entire Six Dynasties were in shock. The eminent monks who had previously harbored a hint of hostility towards Li Yu had all their resentments resolved.
They had experienced the battle of the Royal Palace of Baoxiang Kingdom and were well aware of the current situation of Buddhism. At this time, the orthodox Taoist priest wanted to sworn sworn disciples with Zen Master Xuanzang, which was completely a timely help.
The eminent monks who know the inside story better may know that this is not to provide help in times of need, but to join the group to keep warm.
The Buddhist sect is having a hard time, and the Buddhist sect is not much better off either. They are facing their own crisis.
Under the clear sky, a puff of smoke rose from the ground, growing wider and wider like a rushing tide, covering almost half of the field of vision.
The Yue Family Army was ordered to garrison in Bianliang, Tokyo. The men and horses entered the city to set up defenses. They also set up camps on the water and were guarded by aquatic monsters.
People who come and go on the Bianhe River have become accustomed to the existence of these monsters, and not only are they not afraid when they see them, but they also feel safe.
Whether you slip and fall into the water or encounter a thief, these monsters will help.
A large number of eminent monks gathered outside the gate of Xinxiangguo Temple. Since the establishment of this temple, not a single serious monk has visited.
Today is different. Li Yu and Xuanzang have sworn sworn vows here, and Lu Zhishen has been waiting outside for a long time.
"My Buddha is compassionate."
Lu Zhishen stood still, his monk's robe hung half down and was tucked into tatters around his waist. His naked upper body looked like a gold-plated iron tower, and his skin was covered with continuous flower tattoos.
Behind him, there were more than ten monks wearing white monk robes, all standing or sitting.
"Master, this time our New Xiangguo Temple has shown its face. Brother Song Gongming said that some of the most powerful monks in the world have come." Lu Zhishen's disciple Li Si murmured in a low voice.
Lu Zhishen reprimanded: "Don't talk nonsense."
Li Yu and Xuanzang chose to swore sworn vows at the New Xiangguo Temple instead of at the Zhengjing Gate, because that was Li Yu's home turf, which seemed to show little respect for Xuanzang.
Although Xinxiangguo Temple is a Buddhist temple, everyone actually knows that it was created by Li Yu.
In this way, the face of both parties has been taken care of, and it can be said to be a very good reconciliation. Just like the essence of the two people's sworn sworn relationship, it is an act of compromise, for their own purposes, but in fact there is no difference.
The friendship is there.
Li Yu learned this trick from Li Shimin, and I have to say that Li Shimin's methods are indeed high.
Xuanzang is a monk. How can we let people know that we have cooperated and formed an alliance with Xuanzang in the shortest possible time? Let our opponents consider it and make our own people feel more at ease...
The most direct way is to become sworn brothers. As long as these two words are publicized, the whole world will know about the union of Buddhism and Zhengjing.
Apart from this, there are few other ways to spread the news of the alliance between Buddhism and Zhengjing sect throughout the Six Dynasties so intuitively.
Lu Zhishen is one of the few people who can clearly see the essence of this matter, so he is different from usual and seems to be extra serious today.
"Is this Master Zhishen?"
Outside Xinxiangguo Temple, a monk asked with a smile.
Behind Lu Zhishen, his naughty apprentice Wang Wu picked up his thumb and said: "Apart from my master, who in the entire Buddhist sect has such a temperament!"
Lu Zhishen said in a deep voice: "You monk, it's so unreasonable. Since you said the name of the Sa family and didn't give your own name, could you be making fun of the Sa family?"
"Don't dare, poor monk Huineng."
The Fifth Patriarch Hongren had died in battle, and the world believed that Huineng had inherited his mantle, so he was well-known in Buddhism.
It's a pity that this is Xinxiangguo Temple, not an ordinary Buddhist temple. None of the monks here know him.
Lu Zhishen was bored waiting here and said with a smile: "Sajia sees that you are a master. You and I are waiting here. Why don't we compete."
Today we are all enlightened monks. If it were anyone else, they would have refused long ago, but Huineng is also unusual and agreed immediately with a smile.
"I have long heard that Zen Master Zhishen achieved enlightenment at the Wu Zha Conference. He is a leader in our Buddhist sect. If I can discuss with the master today, it will be a blessing for a poor monk."
Lu Zhishen stretched out his hand, and six disciples came over with red faces, carrying his Zen staff, and panting heavily from exhaustion.
Lu Zhishen grabbed it and said, "Show your weapon!"
Huineng casually broke a bamboo branch from the side and said: "Please!"
"You want to use this?"
"Exactly."
Lu Zhishen snorted coldly and said nothing. He swept his Zen staff across the ground, and the fallen leaves on the ground were swept up by the hurricane and rushed towards Huineng.
Huineng drew a swastika on his chest with a snap of his fingers, and said in a long voice: Holy Light Zen Palm!
With a palm shot, the falling leaves in the distance surged into an impassable embankment three feet in front of him, and countless fallen leaves shattered into pieces.
Lu Zhishen took half a step back, a flush of color flashed across his rough face, and then he laughed and said: "Okay! What a Zen palm, it's interesting to hit like this! But it's not easy to beat Sajia with this palm technique!
Come on, come on! Try Sajia’s staff again!”
After he finished speaking, he gave a loud shout. In the midst of the roar, Lu Zhishen's iron Zen staff swirled above his head, stirring up two completely different air currents. Then with a bang, a shadow came out of the staff and struck like an angry dragon.
Xiang Huineng.
Huineng opened his arms, raised his palms and said, "Come together!"
Huineng put his palms together, and his broad white monk sleeves swelled, like two white sails suddenly opening up. The surrounding trees were attracted by the power of his palms, and more than a dozen big trees bent inward at the same time, and their branches and leaves flew down, as if they were all flying.
Bow to his hand.
The shadow of Lu Zhishen's surging staff fell into Hui Neng's palm, and was instantly annihilated. Not even the corners of his clothes dangled.
Lu Zhishen screamed in joy, and raised his Zen staff diagonally. He exerted his strength suddenly, and the body of the staff shook slightly. The round sun disk at the end of the Zen staff sank slightly, and the surface of the wheel bloomed with dazzling light like the blazing sun. The sun at the other end of the Zen staff
A shadow like a crescent moon escapes from the crescent moon.
Lu Zhishen placed the Zen staff across his chest, and the beard on his face bulged like a hedgehog. Then his tongue exploded with spring thunder, and the sun disk and moon shadow at both ends of the Zen staff rose at the same time. The light was so piercing that people could not even open their eyes.
Bang!
There was a thunderous sound in the air, as if two wheels of the sun and the moon were passing through the sky and the earth at the same time, attacking Huineng with boundless power.
It is said that Huineng, who was inside, was oppressed by invisible forces. The branches of the surrounding trees bent downward, and the surrounding earth sank under it.
This move was so powerful that all the monks at the door couldn't help but exclaim, and all the heroes in Liangshan cheered loudly.
A bit of light escaped from Huineng's palm, and the bamboo branch in his hand rotated and quickly grew in size. When he looked carefully, it turned into a swastika that kept spinning, emitting a golden brilliance.
Hui Neng withstood the huge pressure and struck out with his palm, and the golden light in his palm flew towards the sun and moon wheels.
In an instant, the entire world seemed to lose its color and turned into a gray mass. All sounds and breaths disappeared in this instant.
"Okay, okay, both masters are leaders in Buddhism. If you try it today, the color of the world will change. Sure enough, the prosperity of Buddhism is not just a boast."
Between the two people, Li Yu walked out leisurely and captured everyone's attention.
As he watched the competition between Lu Zhishen and Huineng, he became more and more happy. Forming an alliance with Buddhism was simply a good thing sent from heaven. There were too many eminent monks in Buddhism, just like crucian carp crossing the river.
Lu Zhishen took a deep breath, and the golden light overflowed from the patterns all over his body, and finally converged on his majestic and straight back, flowing along the tattoo lines and flowing on the knotted muscles. After standing firm, he immediately clapped his hands and said: "This The monk is not bad, and the right way is a good method."
"The master's Dharma is so grand, he deserves to be a man of sudden enlightenment, and his connection with Buddhism is so profound that a poor monk should be ashamed of himself." Huineng clasped his hands together and said in a concentrated voice.
Everyone was secretly surprised when they saw that the two men were tied. People in Liangshan knew Lu Zhishen's strength and were all surprised by Huineng.
The eminent monks of the Tang Dynasty knew how powerful Hui Neng was, and also looked at Lu Zhishen's strength with side eyes.
Amid everyone's exclamations, today's protagonist walked out. Xuanzang and Li Yu walked side by side into the Zhengjing Gate.
Behind Xuanzang, seven or eight Buddhist giants such as Shen Fang, Jiashang, Huineng, etc. followed in turn. Behind Li Yu were several of his disciples. The leader was of course his most proud disciple Zhang Sanfeng, and Zhu Wu followed in a very low-key manner. Behind him, Li Bai was looking around, finding everything he saw very strange.
His master was a Taoist priest, and he wanted to make a sworn vows with the monk today, which seemed extremely interesting to Li Bai.
This monk's identity is even more remarkable. Li Bai did not stay in Chang'an for a long time, but the name of Zen Master Xuanzang can be said to be like thunder to his ears, and he is the absolute top figure in Chang'an.
Compared with Xuanzang, my reputation as the Poet Immortal Li Taibai is probably much inferior.
A large number of people slowly gathered under the high platform at the entrance of Xinxiangguo Temple. These people came to watch the excitement. Bianliang was originally the most populous city, and countless monks poured in, making it even more lively.
Everyone in the crowd was waiting anxiously, especially the merchants from Chang'an. Master Xuanzang had been away from Chang'an for too long, and many people were eager to know news about him and see if he was really alive and well.
Xuanzang's popularity in Chang'an was extremely high, and the entire Tang Dynasty was attracted by him, and his influence was absolutely overwhelming.
After noon, the two slowly walked out of Xinxiangguo Temple and went on stage hand in hand. Then they exchanged name cards with each other. Xiao Rang, a scholar with a holy hand, wrote down their names, birthplaces, etc., burned them with incense, and told heaven and earth.
The people below burst into cheers, and all the monks and serious disciples bowed their heads.
Xuanzang and Li Yu looked at each other and smiled softly. They held their palms tightly in front of countless people and monks, and then raised them together.
In the crowd, a smile suddenly flashed across Zuo Ci's eyes. Bai Mao looked at him and whispered: "Old Zamao, why are you laughing?"
Zuo Ci turned around and said to him, "Don't you know?"
"Well, with what he did, hard times are still to come, so just laugh."
Zuo Ci put away his lazy demeanor slightly, and became full of energy. He said, "Are you and I afraid of suffering?"
At this time, he had a unique temperament all over his body, which was completely opposite to the sloppy look he had before.
Chibi stood on his back and said faintly: "I have longed to die in battle again for five hundred years."
