The news that the Quanzhen Sect was recruiting disciples in the Kingdom of Shu spread throughout the Kingdom of Shu. It was impossible for ordinary people to participate, but some knights and even people with martial arts skills went to Luoyang.
Come, or be recommended by a local.
In short, this matter is in full swing.
Wang Can, Chen Dao and others are already waiting.
They all have to participate in the selection.
Before it was time for the actual selection, the Shaolin Temple monks in Xuanyuan's group had already openly recruited disciples in the Shu Kingdom, and even more aggressively attacked the Quanzhen Sect. Xuantong even arranged for more powerful people, leading to many Quanzhen Sect selections.
Talent is affected.
After the news reached Chunyangzi's ears, he realized that the situation was not good and immediately reported it to Song Changqing.
With Song Changqing taking action, the situation in various places was easily suppressed.
Even when Song Changqing took action, he did not take into account the monks of the Shaolin Temple. He had a completely tough attitude. Every Shaolin Temple monk who fell into his hands was seriously injured by Song Changqing.
Fortunately, although Song Changqing was radical, he did not really kill them all, leaving the monks of Shaolin Temple alive.
In this way, there was no war between Buddhism and Taoism.
Even so, after the injured people from the Shaolin Temple left Luoyang, they went south to Xiangyang and reported the news directly to Xuanyuan, who then handled the situation of the beatings of the monks in the Shaolin Temple in Luoyang.
Xuanyuan's temperament is slightly calm, but he is also extremely radical and looks down on Taoism.
As soon as he heard the monk's report that Song Changqing had taken action, Xuanyuan did not delay and immediately mobilized the eighteen-stick monks under his command. Regardless of Li Shimin's safety, he went to Luoyang for the time being.
Xuanyuan wants to seek justice.
On Xuanyuan's way to Luoyang, the news reached Wang Can.
Wang Can fights against Buddhism and Taoism, and he is happy to see the results.
Using Buddhism to weaken the power of Taoism, and using Taoism to weaken Buddhism's power, no matter what happens, it will be beneficial to Wang Can without any harm.
Wang Can's family members all moved out of the imperial city.
Today, only Wang Zhen and his concubines are left in the imperial city.
Wang Can entered the palace early and arrived at the main hall. He met Wang Zhen who was handling government affairs and said, "Zhen'er, I understand the news just sent back. Xuanyuan has come to Luoyang?"
"yes!"
Wang Zhen answered in unison.
Wang Can said: "Since the two sides are going to war, let's add more fuel and jealousy. You arrange people and instigate the Shaolin Temple to take action and let the people of the Shaolin Temple kill one or two disciples of the Quanzhen Sect. In this way, the conflict between the two sides will become even worse."
"My son understands."
Wang Zhen nodded heavily.
He would not refuse Wang Can's instructions, so he immediately gave them.
With the intervention of the imperial court, especially since this was arranged secretly and not made public. Therefore, in the battle between Taoism and Buddhism, the conflict became more and more intense.
When Xuanyuan arrived with the stick monks from Shaolin Temple, he heard that the monks from Shaolin Temple were being bullied and even suffered serious injuries. Xuanyuan was even more angry.
Xuanyuan went north to question Song Changqing.
But the current conflict made it impossible for Xuanyuan to remain calm.
Xuanyuan went straight to the Quanzhen Sect's station in Luoyang City. When he arrived at the gate of the Quanzhen Sect's station, he looked at the towering plaque above his head, raised his hand and chopped it off in the air.
Sharp Gang Qi formed in the air.
Like the force of a sword falling, the plaque at the door of the Quanzhen Sect's residence shattered and fell directly.
"Clang!"
The plaque broke into two pieces and fell to the ground.
This scene made all the Quanzhen Sect disciples stationed in the camp become angry.
Junyangzi is also in the station.
He heard the report from his attendants and learned that monks from the Shaolin Temple had broken in, and his anger surged. For the entire Shu Kingdom, Chunyangzi now regarded it as the property of the Quanzhen Sect, so he did not report it to Song Changqing immediately.
Out of the house.
He didn't know Xuanyuan. When he arrived at the door and saw Xuanyuan, he said coldly: "The monks of Shaolin Temple are really majestic. They not only show off their majesty within the Tang Dynasty, they even went to Luoyang to act arrogantly."
"presumptuous?"
Xuanyuan's eyes were cold and he said, "I, the Shaolin Temple, can go to any place in the world to preach. Why can't I, the Shaolin Temple, preach here in Shu?"
Missionary matters.
It is the most important thing when it comes to religion.
If the Shaolin Temple, or the Quanzhen Sect, loses its disciples, it is equivalent to losing its roots. Especially under normal circumstances, if the Shaolin Temple wants to preach, it can be done anywhere in the world.
But Chunyangzi was unwilling.
He has no control over the Shaolin Temple's missionary work within the Tang Dynasty. The only thing Chunyangzi can control is within the Kingdom of Shu, which is the territory of the Quanzhen Sect. He does not allow other sects to poach them.
Chunyangzi said coldly: "Since you are so ignorant, just follow my move."
"watch out!"
Chunyangzi shook the whisk in his hand, then took the whisk, which was already like a sharp sword, and stabbed it straight in front of Xuanyuan.
"Amitabha!"
Xuanyuan formed a palm with one hand, his own Gang Qi surged, and his body quickly turned into a bronze color.
"clang!"
The tip of the fly whisk stabbed in front of Xuanyuan's body.
However, he was unable to move forward and could only stop in front of Xuanyuan.
"Little tricks!"
Xuanyuan's hand shook and he clenched it into a fist. When he struck with a punch, the fly whisk in Chunyangzi's hand collapsed and the Gang Qi disintegrated.
Chunyangzi's heart trembled.
He was defeated by Xuanyuan.
Chunyangzi did not hesitate at all, he made a decisive decision and quickly retreated. However, when Chunyangzi retreated, Xuanyuan did not give up. He stepped in front of Chunyangzi and raised his palms.
A palm fell, the sound was terrifying.
Even Xuanyuan's true energy was surging, and he was already giving his all.
When Chunyangzi saw Xuanyuan's falling palm, he placed his hands in the shape of a cross in front of his chest. With the Gang Qi spreading everywhere, he raised his head fiercely, intending to resist Xuanyuan's palm.
"boom!"
A dull crash sounded immediately.
"Kick! Kick!"
Chunyangzi groaned and found it difficult to stand, so he quickly retreated. He had just endured the blow, and his whole body was already injured, and the injury was quite serious.
He knew he was outmatched and retreated quickly.
"Why retreat? Weren't you awesome just now?"
"Why did you lose the battle with the poor monk?"
"You are so stupid."
Xuanyuan kept talking, and his tone revealed Chunyangzi's disdain. When Chunyangzi retreated, he strode forward with his right foot again, raised his palm and chopped it off again.
"Bang! Bang!!!"
Continuous crashing sounds continued.
However, Xuanyuan kept swinging his palms down, especially because he was very powerful and the speed of his palms was fast. Under the continuous impact, the expression on Chunyangzi's face became solemn and painful.
Suddenly, Chunyangzi's throat felt sweet, and she could no longer suppress the boiling blood.
"puff!"
The red blood came from Chunyangzi's mouth.
Junyangzi herself collapsed on the ground after vomiting blood.
He kept resisting Xuanyuan's palm prints, so that his arms were now bloody, his whole body's energy was dispersed, and not even 10% of his fighting power was left.
He was already seriously injured.
Xuanyuan looked at Chunyangzi who collapsed on the ground and said, "Chunyangzi, can you preach now?"
"Can't!"
Chunyangzi gritted his teeth and answered.
Although he was defeated and even had no strength to fight in front of Xuanyuan, there was still someone behind him. Chunyangzi summoned all his strength and shouted: "Senior Brother Song, the Shaolin Temple is coming."
This is what Junyangzi directly shouted.
His remaining strength was no longer enough to transmit the sound into the secret, not to mention that it was too far from the front hall to the backyard, and Chunyangzi couldn't support it, so he could only roar.
When Xuanyuan heard this, his eyes narrowed into a straight line.
There are actually people.
However, there was no worried look on Xuanyuan's face, and he said: "Senior Brother Song, huh, I don't care what kind of senior brother you are. If you block my missionary work in Shaolin Temple, I won't show mercy."
"A good person doesn't show mercy."
Suddenly, a deep and loud voice came from inside the courtyard.
But it was Song Changqing who walked out.
Song Changqing looked at Xuanyuan standing outside the door and the stick monk Xuanyuan brought with him, his eyes cold, and said: "You said you want to preach in Shu, have you asked me about the Quanzhen religion?"
"You used your martial arts to bully Chunyangzi, so Song also came to ask for advice."
Song Changqing's eyes were full of anger.
No matter what Chunyangzi's temperament and abilities were, he always tried his best. This is why Song Changqing kept Chunyangzi. Now that Chunyangzi was beaten, Song Changqing couldn't bear it.
"Clang!"
Suddenly, Song Changqing drew his sword out of its sheath.
His sword was unsheathed, and the strong energy flowed on the sword's edge. The originally sharp divine weapon directly stabbed Xuanyuan. When the sword tip hit Xuanyuan's skin, it made a crashing sound.
"Gold body?"
"Humph, you don't overestimate your capabilities!"
Song Changqing raised his sword and stabbed out again. His sword spirit appeared and disappeared, either raising the sword to slash horizontally, or raising the sword to thrust out, or slashing with the round sword. Every blow fell, causing burning pain on Xuanyuan's skin.
Xuanyuan's eyes also became serious.
I met a master.
He summoned all his strength to block again, but at this moment, Song Changqing struck with a sword. The direction of the sword thrust was clearly on Xuanyuan's shoulder.
When the sword stabbed down, there was only a cracking sound.
The Gang Qi on his shoulders shattered with a sound.
The sharp long sword, still moving forward, easily penetrated Xuanyuan's shoulder, causing bright red blood to flow out of the shoulder.
Song Changqing sheathed his sword. He looked at Xuanyuan who was retreating and retreating. He did not pursue him immediately, but stopped on the spot and said loudly: "I will retreat immediately, and everyone will withdraw from the territory of Shu. Otherwise, I will kill Wu Wu."
amnesty."
Xuanyuan gritted his teeth and ordered: "The Eighteen Arhats set up the formation!"
With an order, the eighteen Arhats who came with Xuanyuan quickly took out their long sticks, then formed a formation to surround Song Changqing.
The conflict between the two sides is about to break out.
Song Changqing narrowed his eyes and said again: "As long as you show off the Eighteen Arhats of Shaolin Temple, I will not hold back any more. If I can kill, I will kill directly. If you retreat now, you can still save your lives."
"Never retreat!"
Xuanyuan gritted his teeth and answered.
He was unwilling to give in and left in despair. He wanted to obtain the conditions for preaching in Shu. (To be continued)