Chapter 453 Yang Prison: Am I the Supreme Grandmaster?!
How loud can one person's voice be?
If thunder comes out of the mountain?
Or is it overwhelming?
When Lu Qingting and others walked to the foot of Xuankong Mountain, they heard an incredibly loud roar.
Its hair is like thunder, its rolling clouds and mist are surging, it is as vast as the clouds hanging from the sky, and it spreads for more than ten or dozens of miles?
In an instant, it was as if the entire suspended mountain range was enveloped in this sound, rumbling like a thunder dragon rolling away, incredibly majestic.
There was an uproar all over Xuankong Mountain.
"This is Tianlong Yin?"
Lu Qingting looked stunned.
In this voice, he heard the extremely strong martial arts will, and the spirit of the person who made the sound seemed to be connected with the mountains and the earth.
Therefore, its sound echoes, and it seems to have a sense of being everywhere.
He recognized that this was one of the Eighteen Secret Techniques of Dachan Temple, Tianlong Yin, and it was the Tianlong Yin that performed great perfection!
"Yes, it's Tianlong Yin!"
Gu Qingyi paused and looked at the Jie Jian Stone at the foot of the mountain.
Today's Xuankong Mountain is particularly lively. Martial arts people from all over the world gather here, making the foot of the huge mountain feel a bit overcrowded.
But where her eyes fell, no one dared to come close.
There was only a group of great monks in monk robes standing with their hands clasped together. The leader was a fat monk who was 'superior to others'.
He stands as tall as a door panel, his body is as wide as a wall, his big ears almost hang down from his shoulders, his complexion is plump and dark yellow, and he has the image of a powerful King Kong who is as immovable as a mountain.
Pure, complete, vast, heavy, majestic...
The moment they saw him, the golden Buddha statue sitting in the Main Hall appeared in the minds of everyone present.
"Fighting Buddha, Yinyue!"
The moment someone said this name, there was silence at the foot of the mountain, and everyone felt a substantial sense of oppression.
Including Lu Qingting from later generations, Gu Qingyi, Tie Tafa, Chu Tianyi who stopped to watch from a distance, and a few people who were dormant in the dark.
Even in the hearts of these warriors from later generations, the weight of this name is much heavier.
Unparalleled pressure, echoing with sound waves, descended up and down the hanging mountain.
“The ‘Tianlong Yin’ of Dachan Temple?!”
On the top of the suspended mountain, on the raised boulder, looking at the Taoist priest kneeling on the ground in front of him, and listening to the sound of worshiping the mountain in his ears, Yang Yu looked in a trance and was stunned.
His five senses are far beyond those of ordinary people, and at this moment, the depth of his perception is even more extraordinary than that of ordinary people.
In this voice, he felt the extremely fierce martial arts will, which was as hot as a burning fire hitting his face.
His eyesight was very good, and he seemed to be able to see the figure hiding at the foot of the mountain through the surging sea of clouds.
And what followed was a real crisis...
Fighting Buddha, Yinyue!
This is a legendary great warrior monk in Buddhism, and is even called the person in Buddhism who has the highest merit, greatest achievements, and strongest martial arts after Bodhidharma.
In this era when Buddhism has not yet been separated and Dayan Temple is hidden as the ancestral home of Zen Buddhism, the great monk in front of me has learned from all schools.
He possesses the secret skills of Dayan Temple, the superior martial arts of Lanke Temple, and the extraordinary skills of Wuliang Zen Temple all in one body!
Later generations speculate that before he sat down and passed away, he at least mastered some of the top skills such as the Heavenly Dragon's Chant, the Mighty Divine Palm, the Buddha's Elephant Throwing, the Kasaya's Conquering Demons, the Vajra Indestructible Body, the Dragon Elephant Seal, the Touching the Ground to Conquer Demons, and the Fudo Myoyo Kung Fu.
Practice secret arts, martial arts, and strange arts to great perfection!
There are even rumors that he possesses the ‘Great Sun Tathagata Divine Palm’ passed down from the Martial Saint Lu Chen!
This is a truly legendary existence!
Every time warriors of later generations mentioned him, they would sigh with regret. If he had possessed the Taoist fruit, and if he had been born two hundred years earlier, he might not have been another great master of Buddhism who could inherit the past and the future.
So,
‘I am Zhang Sloppy?!’
As soon as the thought fell, the ripples in his heart rose sharply. Although Yang Yu asked himself that his mind was still calm, for a moment, he couldn't help but feel surprised and confused.
This is not the first time he has entered the fairyland, but until now, he still cannot grasp the principles of this fairyland.
All I know is that he seems to have really replaced Zhang Sloppy?
"On the Cauldron of Gluttony, the third refining node is looking for Zhang Sloppy..."
Feeling the extremely powerful martial arts will, Yang Yu was silent for a moment and had to hold back his thoughts for the time being.
He read a lot, and especially liked to read ancient scrolls and classics. After the shock, he wanted to understand what the scene before him meant.
The sloppy Taoist was born in Dayan Temple, but he entered Taoism. The relationship between the two was far from harmonious until one thousand two hundred years later, let alone now.
The strong rise of Xuankong Mountain has completely pulled down the curtain of the end of Buddhism. The people worshiping the Buddha and Yinyue are not here for congratulations...
According to records in the classics, a monk and two great masters discussed Taoism on the top of a mountain. After seven days and nights, they fought against Buddhas and returned, and soon passed away in Dayan Temple.
There is no record of the two great masters fighting each other.
But Yang Yu understood that the reason why the two did not take action was not because they had no intention of fighting Buddha, but because the founder of Xuankong Mountain was too powerful!
As a result, Dou Fo's several attempts were easily resolved, and the huge gap caused Dou Fo to die in depression and pass away in his prime.
But at this moment, it was me...
[Refining Node 1: The distinction between dragon and snake is only in soaring! The one who soars for nine days, experiences wind, frost, thunder and lightning, and dances in the wind and clouds, is the true dragon. 】
"call!"
After scanning the words flowing on the Cauldron of Gluttony, Yang Yu calmed down.
He didn't know whether the situation at this moment was a coincidence or something else, but he knew very clearly that this fighting Buddha was not a vegetarian.
Similarly, if he wants to complete this first node, he must cross this famous Buddha fight in the history of Buddhism!
…
"Legendary great warrior monk, fighting Buddha, Yinyue..."
Looking at the great monk with his hands clasped together, his iron step technique shook his body, and his eyes glowed with a burning light.
Compared to the great Taoist master, the great monk in front of him, who was known as the number one practitioner in Buddhism for thousands of years, was more in line with his temperament.
only……
After thinking for a while, he suppressed the throbbing in his heart and quietly approached the two true disciples of Xuankongshan whose expressions changed.
No one was more shocked than these two true disciples of Xuankong Mountain.
"This scene……"
Lu Qingting's expression changed, and he even looked dazed.
This scene in front of me is all too familiar to the Xuankong Mountain disciples.
Fight against the Buddha, reflect the moon, worship the mountain and hang in the sky!
When the legend passed down by word of mouth really appeared in front of him, and he himself would join in it, his body trembled a little under the indescribable feeling.
Not fear, but excitement.
"Before the Patriarch became a Taoist, there were three battles that were most famous all over the world. The first was to sweep Liansheng with his sword, the second was to go to various countries alone and overwhelm the Eternal Heavenly Wheel Temple, and the third was to fight against the Buddha and the moon and worship the mountain..."
Gu Qingyi murmured to herself, the excitement in her heart was beyond words.
As the first contemporary authentic person in Xuankong Mountain, how could she not know what the scene in front of her meant?
"Blessings and Immeasurable Heavenly Lord!"
The person arrived first, the voice came later. Several Taoists suddenly appeared in front of the mountain road, separated by Jie Jianshi, and bowed their hands:
"Master Yinyue, I haven't seen you for many years, but your style is still the same. This style of Tianlong Yin is truly unique in the martial arts world."
The speaker was a middle-aged Taoist.
He wears a half-black and half-white Taoist robe. He has a thin appearance, a tall and straight figure, and a fairy-like character. His voice is gentle and neither humble nor arrogant.
"Mr. Lin Er, his style remains the same."
Yinyue responded with a half salute and said calmly:
"It's a great honor for this poor monk to be able to catch Mr. Er's eye with his humble skills."
It echoed like the sound of a bell ringing.
This great monk who came from afar did not hide his bad intentions at all. As he spoke, his robes moved like a mountain.
The expressions of all the Taoists behind the Jie Jian Stone changed slightly.
Lu Qingting and Gu Qingyi's expressions darkened, their excitement was immediately doused by cold water, and disgust flashed in their eyes.
The battle between Xuankong Mountain, Dayan Temple and even the various Buddhist sects has not stopped until one thousand two hundred years later.
And during these long thousands of years, the friction and grievances between the two families have never been extinguished.
Seeing the great monk intimidating the seniors of the sect, the novelty in their hearts about seeing the legendary figure was instantly overtaken by anger.
Lu Qingting was okay and just frowned. Gu Qingyi lifted up her sleeves and robe and almost used her magical power. Fortunately, the former had quick eyesight and quick hands to hold her back.
"Haha~"
Taoist Lin Er smiled slightly and his eyes became cold:
"My master is waiting on the mountain. Master, please invite me."
"I'm about to meet with Master Zhang."
Yinyue nodded, and just as he took a step forward, Lin Er spoke again:
"Masters, please take off your Zen staff and sword!"
"Amitabha."
Yinyue chanted the Buddha's name softly, glanced at the ugly looking monks behind him, and stepped up the mountain:
"Put it down. This trip doesn't require you to use weapons."
"this……"
Several monks hesitated slightly, but still put down their Zen staffs and swords obediently, and followed Yinyue up the mountain.
With Yinyue's words, other martial arts people who were originally unwilling to untie their swords had no choice but to put down their swords. However, Tie Tufa and other later generations had long been accustomed to the rules of Xuankong Mountain.
They put down their swords one after another and followed the crowd up the mountain.
Lu Qingting and Gu Qingyi looked at each other, but had no choice but to put down their swords, walk a few steps quickly, and follow them.
You can’t miss the Patriarch beating this old monk.
A crowd of people swarmed up the mountain, but Chu Tianyi stayed where he was. While everyone was talking, he activated his magical powers a few more times.
The conclusions drawn are similar. As long as you go up with a sword, you will be in danger.
But knowing that there is danger on the mountain and still untying the sword, wouldn't it mean that if someone attacks you, you will have no power to fight back?
As a swordsman, how can you leave your sword behind?
"call!"
After thinking for a long time, Chu Tianyi's heart changed and he made a decision:
"No more swords!"
call!
With the decision made, Chu Tianyi stepped forward, buried his sword and climbed the mountain. His lightness skills were first-rate and his speed was extremely fast. In a short time, he had caught up with Yinyue and his party.
We arrived in front of the Hanging Mountain Viewing Gate, which was worse than that of later generations.
Xu Shi had already prepared it. In front of the empty mountain gate, it was cleaned spotlessly and hundreds of futons were lined up.
A group of Taoist priests from Xuankong Mountain are welcoming guests.
call!
When he reached this place, Yinyue suddenly stopped, and the hundreds of martial arts masters behind him also felt something.
Everyone looked at it one after another.
I saw an old Taoist with an unattractive appearance and a white Taoist robe walking out slowly.
"ah?!"
Suddenly, exclamations of surprise were heard from the crowd. The outsiders, including Chu Tianyi, Tie Tafa, and Lu Qingting, were all shaken, as if they had been greatly frightened.
"Who are you?!"
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