As the main hall of the first temple in Mount Wutai, the Daci Ting Shou Bao Hall is tall and majestic. There are more than a dozen pillars in which two people can embrace each other. The hall is spacious and huge. The Buddha statue of Manjushri sits in the middle, making people admire it at a glance.
Under the Buddha statue, dozens of eminent monks sit.
These eminent monks are not only profound in Buddhism, but also in magical power. Almost all of them have the power of land gods. Some of them can produce flames at will, or they can be covered with bright golden light, or they can produce flying swords by concentrating their eyes. Each of them has a unique ability.
The powerful momentum is like the ocean tide.
The ten people sitting at the top are so majestic that they seem to be bathed in Buddha's light. In fact, this is indeed the case. They can destroy mountains and strongholds with just a raise of their hands. They are clearly land gods in a deep state of mind.
Among them, there are four in Qingliang Temple, one in Nanchan Temple, Foguang Temple, Xiantong Temple, Guangji Temple, Yanshan Temple and Yuanzhao Temple.
"Amitabha, poor monk Zhenru, thank you all brothers for coming to our Qingliang Temple to help us. The poor monk represents the entire temple and expresses our deepest gratitude."
At the main seat, an old monk with extraordinary bearing, wearing kapok cassock, stood up slowly.
He is also a representative of Qingliang Temple, but his aura is more than ten times more powerful than Konglai's. Sitting there, he looks solemn and precious, just like the true body of Buddha.
Abbot Zhenru of Qingliang Temple is the most famous eminent monk in the world today.
"It's true that senior brother is joking. He has invaded Mount Wutai by sealing the boat and bullied me into having no one. How could we not come?" Zen Master Hongyun of Nanchan Temple said.
He is the uncle of the abbot of Nanzen Temple. His magical power is rare in the world. His voice is like rolling thunder, which makes the whole hall roar.
"Yes, if we don't unite, I'm afraid we will be defeated by Feng Zhou individually."
The eminent monk of Foguang Temple said:
The others kept catering to him and even sneered.
Nearly a hundred Buddhist sages gathered here, all of them have the power to reach heaven and earth. Even the emperor can only bow his head, let alone Feng Zhou? As long as he does not become an immortal, Feng Zhou is still a human being and cannot defeat a dead hand with his fists.
What's more, there are so many great masters here.
The eminent monks of Mount Wutai have never been as confident in their own power as they are today.
"Feng Zhou, you didn't expect that your arrogance and rudeness would anger the entire Wutai Mountain. In front of all the temples in the entire Wutai Mountain, the power of just one person is nothing."
Zen Master Zhenru snorted and nodded with satisfaction.
When everyone was talking loudly.
Suddenly a thunderous voice came: "Feng Zhou, the leader of the Quanzhen Sect, has come to pay a visit to the eminent monk of Qingliang Temple!"
Every word he uttered was like thunder, shaking the entire Mount Wutai.
People in the entire hall heard it clearly.
Many people looked horrified.
Before the sealer entered the palace, his voice was so deep. Even if the Buddhist lion roared, it would not be so powerful!
Really shocking!
"Master Feng, please come in and see me."
A voice as calm as water came from the Daci Ting Shou Bao Hall of Qingliang Temple. This voice, like water, quickly nourished the hearts of countless people and relieved their headaches.
But it was Zen Master Zhenru who spoke.
His powerful voice is indeed powerful.
"Very good!" Feng Zhou replied cheerfully. Like a real dragon, he flew from the gate of Qingliang Temple into the gate of Daci Ting Shoubao Hall. He was really majestic.
He paid no attention to the people outside the hall, but stepped directly inside. When he took a quick look, he saw that nearly a hundred eminent monks had gathered inside. The ten people walking at the forefront were as if the Buddha had come to the world, with a powerful momentum.
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"Feng Zhou, you really dare to come!"
An elder from Guangji Temple sneered.
"A guy like an ant dares to speak in front of me!"
Feng Zhou said calmly, his face was as usual, and he didn't take this person seriously at all.
An eminent Buddhist monk who doesn't even have this kind of state of mind still has the nerve to be a Buddhist elder?
The elder of Guangji Temple was furious when he heard this, and his face turned purple, like a pig's liver. Zen Master Zhiqing of Guangji Temple at the front sneered: "He is not qualified, is this poor monk enough? Master Feng, you are picking the cake.
Shi killed my disciple Guangwen, Guangji Temple will end it with you today."
Zhiqing is the Supreme Elder of Guangji Temple, and what he says represents the will of Guangji Temple.
"Does other people also have this opinion?"
Feng Zhou put his hands behind his back and glanced around.
"If Master Feng is willing to live in the backyard of our Nanchan Temple for fifty years and hand over his cultivation method, I guarantee that Master Feng can leave safely today!"
Zen Master Hongyun chanted the name of the Buddha.
"Master Hongyun is right. Master Feng, the poor monk heard that you once refined the golden elixir in Xixia Kingdom. As long as you hand over this magical power, Foguang Temple will not make it difficult for you." Master Shenshan, the Supreme Elder of Foguang Temple, said.
All the eminent monks from other monasteries asked for the magic weapon to seal the boat, or for Taoist secrets, or for magical powers. They regarded Fengzhou like salted fish on the chopping board, with unstoppable greed in their eyes.
Only Zhenru from Qingliang Temple and Guangde from Xiantong Temple remained silent.
Feng Zhou smiled.
If my ego and greed are so heavy, how can I be called a Buddha even though my power is profound and my powers are vast?
Feng Zhou confronted Binhan Zhongli in Ludong, saw the reincarnation of Jigong from the Dragon Subduing Dragon, and made Fahai, the Arhat's successor, turn into a demon with another thought, and he understood some of the unspoken rules of Buddhism and Taoism.
I, the Buddha, am compassionate and emphasize that all four elements are empty.
I can gild my Buddha statue through donations, I can slay demons, I can accept gold and silver jewels calmly, I can also follow the emperor and take life and death.
But one should never reveal the depths of greed, anger, and ignorance in public.
Buddhism is as noble as jade and dew. There are things that Buddhas and Bodhisattvas can say, but monks can do but cannot say.
Let alone say it in public.
But everyone said it so brazenly, showing their determination to win Fengzhou.
But if it comes like this, Manjushri Bodhisattva will probably never come to earth again.
If there is no Bodhisattva, are these people just lambs waiting to be slaughtered?
"It's so noisy!"
Feng Zhou suddenly spoke, with a contemptuous smile on his face: "The Tao is vast and the door is wide open for convenience. As long as you worship me as your teacher, I can teach you all these Tao techniques. And for this trip, I only need to kill Guo Tong."
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As soon as these words came out, the whole place fell into silence.
Everyone looked at him in disbelief, as if they were looking at a madman.
We want to kill you and enslave you, but you think we want to worship you as our teacher?
Is your brain the thinking of a normal person?
Surrounded by hundreds of people, he actually dared to speak so brazenly.
Do you really think you are so powerful?
In this situation, instead of begging for mercy or escaping, you actually want to kill Guo Tong?
Is your brain full of stones?
"Feng Zhou, since I opened the temple in Mount Wutai, I have been a master of heaven. Even in Mount Wutai, I don't dare to talk such nonsense. How can you be so virtuous and capable as to dare to praise Haikou like this?"
Zen Master Hongyun chuckled.
"Such a demon can be cast down and eliminated directly. Do you really think that there is no one in Wutai Mountain?" Elder Zhiqing sneered, with contempt in his eyes: "A mere southerner who was lucky enough to get some Taoist inheritance dares to despise me, a great Buddhist master? After all?
You are a child and don’t know how to fear God!”
"You say I am a brat, then let me, a brat, kill you, a Buddhist sect."
Feng Zhou took a step forward, his eyes turned cold, and a terrifying power arose.
"Is this poor monk afraid of you?"
Elder Zhiqing smiled coldly.
Lotus blossoms sprouted from his body, and each lotus had a flame on it, pressing towards Feng Zhou with an invincible momentum.
In terms of cultivation, Elder Zhiqing is the number one in Guangji Temple. He only emphasizes Dharma power but neglects Buddhist principles, so he has never taken over the position of leader. However, his combat prowess is enough to rank among the top ten in Mount Wutai.
"Boom!"
The red fire of the blossoming white lotus converged into a scorching flame, which seemed to be as heavy as Mount Tai and as warm as the blazing sun, pressing towards Feng Zhou.
His white lotus and red fire are enough to subjugate demons! Many earthly immortals present could not help but take half a step back. Only the ten great monks could still stand and watch.
"White Lotus Red Fire, Senior Brother Zhiqing will do his best as soon as he takes action, I'm afraid Feng Zhou will be doomed!"
Zen Master Hongyun sighed.
The others nodded together.
"Bang!"
Feng Zhou and Elder Zhiqing fought against each other.
I saw Feng Zhou clenching his fist with one hand, and struck with a sudden blow, like thunder crashing on the sea tide, and with just one blow of the strong wind, the white lotus and the red fire were sent flying back.
"break."
As Feng Zhou let out a soft drink, Elder Zhiqing felt a huge force that no one could resist coming, and he was no longer able to command the white lotus red fire.
Shocked, he hurriedly dodges, but where can he find it in time?
You can only use your strength to push away the red fire.
But Feng Zhou took another step forward and punched out again.
"Boom!"
All the white lotus red fire hit Elder Zhiqing, and the raging fire split and burned rapidly on his body.
"ah……"
Elder Zhiqing immediately fell to the ground, howling desperately.
However, the magical power of the fire was extraordinary. Before everyone could use their magical power to save him, the red fire had already burned out. Elder Zhiqing was left with only withered bones and fell on the main hall.
"Hiss!" Everyone's expressions changed drastically, and they all took a step back, with horrified looks on their faces, and they all had an incredible look.