Chapter nine hundred and fiftieth chapter ghosts linger
Buddha echoed from the side: "What the Confucian sage said is absolutely true. As long as the sage does not take action, the amulet given to you by the Confucian sage is enough to deal with most crises."
The Master of Tongtian Sword answered: "What I am more concerned about is, who should challenge next?"
The Buddha replied without hesitation: "Of course it is my Buddhist turn to appear. Maitreya, Ksitigarbha, and Avalokitesvara, the three of you should be ready. Next, you three will go and challenge."
Maitreya and the others clasped their hands together and responded: "Amitabha, please report back to the World Honored One. We have already made preparations and can set off at any time."
The Buddha nodded and said: "You three come forward. I will bless you three with a mudra. Compared with the amulet given by the Confucian sage, this mudra has the same effect but the same effect."
"If the three of you are not Lin Zezhuangzhou's rival and will be in danger, this mudra will save the lives of the three of you."
Maitreya and the three of them put their hands together and bowed: "Disciple, I thank the Lord for giving me the Dharma."
Buddha waved his hand and said, "Let's go."
"promise"
Maitreya and the three men responded in unison and headed to the Western Qin camp.
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At the Western Qin camp, Zhuang Zhou rushed into the general's tent where Lin Ze was, picked up the tea cup on the table, drank it in one sip, and praised: "It's not hot or cold, it tastes great, it's really good tea."
Lin Ze answered with a smile on his face: "Congratulations, senior brother, for achieving the story of "warm tea and retreating from Confucianism". From then on, the name will be passed down through the ages and the power will be unparalleled."
"Warm tea and retreat from Confucianism?" Zhuang Zhou was stunned when he heard this, and then said with a wry smile: "If the Confucian sage listens to what I said, junior brother, there will be unforeseen consequences. Confucianism has a Confucian sage sitting in charge, how can it be easily repelled?"
Lin Ze didn't take it seriously and said: "Senior brother, why do you have to belittle yourself? I saw clearly the scene where senior brother showed his power just now. So what about the Confucian sage? Isn't there nothing you can do against senior brother?"
"Otherwise, senior brother just contradicted and even mocked the Confucian sage, and he would have been suppressed long ago."
Zhuang Zhou solemnly said: "Junior brother, please be careful. Previously, it was just a Confucian mistake. The Confucian sage was concerned about his face and could not take action boldly. Otherwise, senior brother, I would have no choice but to run away."
Lin Ze added seven minutes of tea to Zhuang Zhou's cup and said with a teasing look on his face: "Yes, yes, yes, senior brother, you are not afraid to travel all over the world if you have reason. Even the saints respect you for your righteousness and dare not be cruel to you."
This kind of talk is completely nonsense. If Zhuang Zhou had not stepped into the realm of saints with half a foot, and his own life-saving ability is first-class, even saints find it difficult. How could he have returned to the camp unharmed just because he ridiculed Confucian saints?
If it were anyone else, even a strong person in the third realm of heaven and human beings, he would probably let the Confucian sage take off a layer of his skin.
Zhuang Zhou rolled his eyes at Lin Ze and ignored him, focusing on drinking tea to calm his mood.
After a while, Lin Ze suddenly said: "If someone comes to challenge me again, senior brother and I will stay in the camp with peace of mind. Don't pay any attention to it."
Zhuang Zhou heard this and asked in confusion: "Why?"
Lin Ze pointed at the top of Zhuang Zhou's head and said: "Don't you, senior brother, feel the loss of your own luck? If senior brother has been fighting with the third realm of Confucianism and Buddhism for a long time, it will hinder his ability to go further on the road."
"Senior brother, you are only half a step closer to the realm of a saint. You should enlighten yourself with peace of mind, get out of the cage as soon as possible, and become more free and at ease."
Zhuang Zhou sighed slightly and said: "How difficult is it to be promoted to a saint? Whether there is such a destiny, it has already been determined. It is not inevitable."
"As for the loss of luck, compared to the junior brother, what does the loss of this little luck mean to the junior brother?"
"Junior brother, there is no need to feel guilty. You have sacrificed a lot for the Dao Palace. Since senior brother has this ability, he should try his best to clear the obstacles for you."
When Lin Ze heard this, he didn't know what to say for a moment, so he had to persuade him: "Some consumption can be avoided if possible. There is no need to sacrifice yourself, senior brother."
Zhuang Zhou smiled and said: "This is natural. I am not a fool. How can I not understand this?"
As soon as Zhuang Zhou finished speaking, a loud voice came from outside the camp: "Buddhist Maitreya, led by fellow sect Ksitigarbha and Avalokitesvara, came to pay homage to Lin Ze, the destined one. I hope to meet you at all costs."
Zhuang Zhou stood up suddenly, his face darkened, and he said angrily: "Isn't this over yet?"
Lin Ze's performance was very calm: "The longer the destiny stays in the hands of junior brother, the farther away the chance of transcendence will be from the Buddha and the Confucian sage. My disciples have made several attempts, but they have not had much impact on me, junior brother. Now I am like this
His attitude is probably impatient."
"Senior brother, don't worry too much. Just ignore them. After a while, they won't gain anything and they will naturally retreat."
"What my junior brother said makes sense," Zhuang Zhou heard. The trace of anger in his heart disappeared, and he sat back down to sip tea in peace.
Outside the camp, Maitreya continued to shout: "Where is Lin Ze, the destined one? Please show up and see him. If I can't see you, this poor monk will feel uneasy."
Ksitigarbha even threatened: "If you don't come out? Don't blame the poor monk for resorting to such despicable methods."
Upon hearing this, a trace of black energy flashed across Zhuang Zhou's face, and he was a little ready to move.
When Lin Ze saw this, he quickly stopped him and said, "Senior brother, don't pay attention, just let him go."
Just as Zhuang Zhou was about to respond, he heard the sound of chanting sutras resounding throughout the camp.
Zhuang Zhou felt that under the influence of the scriptures, countless soldiers of the Western Qin Dynasty made unusual actions.
Some people covered their heads and rolled on the ground, some people felt itchy all over and scratched their bodies and refused to listen, and some people laughed crazily and ran around in the camp.
Lin Ze dropped the teacup heavily and walked out of the camp without saying a word, but Zhuang Zhou blocked the door first.
Zhuang Zhou said with a serious face: "I'll go."
Lin Ze just shook his head: "Their target is me, they shouldn't bother senior brother."
Zhuang Zhou couldn't deny it and said: "Junior brother now represents the Dao Palace, how can I bear it alone? I still have to go, senior brother."
"Junior brother, don't worry. The three Buddhists were severely injured not long ago. Like the three Confucians, their strength has dropped a lot. Senior brother will not spend much effort to deal with the three of them."
Lin Ze pondered for a moment and said in a deep voice: "One can do two, but not three. If necessary, junior brother should kill another person. Junior brother will not believe it. The Buddhist and Confucian sects are all brave disciples who are not afraid of death."
Zhuang Zhou shook his head and said: "Junior brother, you must not have such an idea. It is not a good thing if your luck is too much."
Sensing that more and more soldiers of the Western Qin Dynasty were affected by the sound of chanting sutras, Zhuang Zhou said decisively: "Junior brother, continue to make tea. I will come as soon as I go."
After saying this, Zhuang Zhou ran towards the gate of the camp.
When Maitreya and the three of them saw Zhuang Zhou appearing, the chanting suddenly stopped.
Just listen to Maitreya take the initiative to ask: "Dare to ask Zhuang Sheng, where is the destined one?"
Zhuang Zhou said coldly: "Uncle Zhuang."
After saying this, Maitreya was stunned and launched an attack brazenly.
A Kun several thousand feet long appeared in the air, and a divine dragon swung its tail and swatted at Maitreya and the others.
Maitreya and the three people quickly took action to resist.
After a while, Zhuang Zhou looked at the three Maitreyas who were vomiting blood with a grim look on their faces. They were enveloped by a ray of Buddha's light and disappeared in front of his eyes.
Confucianism, sages, and Buddhas later stepped in to unseat this, which is really irritating.
Zhuang Zhou took a deep breath, and a colorful butterfly appeared from the palm of his hand and flew towards the Dao Palace.
Zhuang Zhou didn't want to disturb the Taoist sage. As the saying goes, if the teacher has something to do, the disciple must obey him. How can he go the other way and bother the teacher to take action in everything?
But it is really helpless at the moment. Although his cultivation is higher than the third level of ordinary heavenly beings, he is really unable to deal with the three saints. If the Taoist saints do not come forward, they will only continue to fall into a disadvantage. Even as Lin Ze said,
Was consumed by Buddhism and Confucianism.
In order to avoid suffering tragic consequences, Zhuang Zhou still asked his teacher for help, but he didn't know whether the teacher would come after receiving the letter.
After doing this, Zhuang Zhou took a deep look in the direction of Yangzhai City, turned around and entered the Western Qin camp.