I preached in the Six Dynasties

Chapter 700

As soon as Xuanzang saw Li Yu, he immediately understood.

He stole the Dharma supernatural powers of Maitreya Buddha, just like what he did in southern Xinjiang.

Xuanzang closed his eyes slightly, then opened them quickly, with a smile already on his face.

"Brother."

"Brother!"

The two stepped forward, holding hands and walking forward side by side.

"Brother Xian came to Chang'an this time, why?"

Li Yu smiled and said, "Firstly, I came to visit my elder brother, and secondly, I came to discuss an important matter with Emperor Tang."

"Oh?" Xuanzang's face was full of enthusiasm, and he smiled contagiously, and asked, "What's the big deal?"

"Purify the Western Paradise."

Xuanzang stopped and looked at Li Yu, his gaze gradually became dangerous.

"I have formed an alliance with Jin Chanzi, and I am determined to help the Buddhist sect regain the Western Paradise and welcome back my Buddha."

Xuanzang's understanding of Jin Chanzi is much deeper than Li Yu's. He knows that even if Jin Chanzi goes to the Western Heaven, it is definitely not to welcome back the Buddhas.

"World Honored One, the Buddhas are merciful. If Jin Chanzi really has this wish, the Buddhas will definitely accept him back to the Pure Land." Xuanzang said.

Li Yu didn't follow these words, instead he said: "This time we will go to the West Paradise Pure Land. I don't know how many monsters will be eradicated along the way. I think it's not enough to rely solely on the Central Plains Buddhism."

"Zen master!"

Behind Xuanzang, Huineng couldn't help shouting loudly.

Shen Fang tugged at him, shook his head lightly, and said, "The Zen master has his own measure."

Hui Neng stopped talking, but still looked at Xuan Zang with some hope.

He hopes that Xuanzang can cooperate with Li Yu, who has already offered an olive branch.

Li Yu's greatest value now is not his Taoist status, but the imperial power of the Six Dynasties.

The emperors of the six dynasties are all his allies. This is a force so powerful that even the heavens are afraid of it.

Li Yu is the only one who has connected the six dynasties in series, let the soldiers and horses of the six dynasties fight side by side, and repelled the heavenly soldiers in one fell swoop.

If the imperial force of the Six Dynasties participates in the internal struggle of Buddhism, it will definitely rewrite the situation.

Li Yu's smiling appearance was full of allure, Xuanzang looked at his sworn brother without any emotion in his eyes.

The surrounding air seemed to be still, and all the monks looked at Xuanzang nervously.

"Okay." After about half a stick of incense, Xuanzang said softly.

The tension in the air instantly eased, and a few sighs of relief were faintly heard.

Xuanzang brought Li Yu and others to Daming Palace, which was built by Li Shimin for Li Yuan, but unfortunately Li Yuan died before he lived there.

This palace is magnificent and magnificent, it can be called the most in the Six Dynasties. Li Shimin's filial piety was not fulfilled, so he could only live in tears by himself.

The guards outside the hall stood upright one by one with their hands crossed and their eyes fixed on each other.

The disciples behind Li Yu and Buddhist monks were waiting outside the hall, only Li Yu and Xuanzang were allowed to enter the hall.

In the main hall, Li Shimin's hearty laughter came, as well as the sound of his conversation with several confidants.

Li Yu used his spiritual power to eavesdrop, but ended up chatting, talking about interesting stories about fighting in the world.

"Your Majesty, Zen Master Xuanzang and Taoist Master Zhengjing are seeking an audience."

"Please!"

The two maids brought chairs and asked them to sit down. Li Shimin said with a smile, "I haven't seen you for a few days. I didn't expect the Taoist priest to become a Buddha. Congratulations."

The ministers in the hall also laughed, feeling that Li Yu, a Taoist priest, became a Buddha, and was quite happy.

Li Yu couldn't stop the Buddha's light all over his body. He came to Datang today, and he didn't come here to cover up.

Changsun Wuji smiled and twisted his beard, and asked, "How did the Taoist master turn from Taoism to Buddha and then prove Taoism? We have little knowledge and have never heard of it. I hope Taoist priest will be generous and solve our doubts."

Li Yu clasped his hands together and said, "After a hard training, I found that Buddhism and Taoism are interlinked. Not only that, all Taoism in the world is the awakening of the original mind."

The crowd, who were still joking, suddenly fell silent. The meaning revealed by Li Yu's words was that he had really become a Buddha.

Li Shimin looked at Li Yu, smiling all the time: This person is getting more and more interesting, and he will change the secret after all.
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Datang arranged for Li Yu to live in Honglu Temple, but Li Yu declined.

I have a place to go in Chang'an, and within the Six Dynasties, there are mother-in-laws all over the place.

In Wu Mansion, the samurai Xun and his wife warmly entertained Li Yu, and asked about Wu Shun's current situation by the way.

Knowing that everything was fine with their daughter, the couple felt relieved. They had nothing to desire in Datang, and their only concern was their children.

The two sons are very responsible. Although the youngest daughter is dishonest, she is still young. Even though she always gets into trouble, the husband and wife don't take it seriously.

The two servant girls brought Li Yu to a wing room, and downstairs Li Yu took the lantern and said with a smile, "I'm sorry."

This lantern is somewhat redundant, the Buddha's light above Li Yu's head illuminates the road very brightly.

Seeing the kindness of the well-known orthodox Taoist priest, the two little maids blushed, slightly bowed their skirts, and turned to leave.

As soon as he stepped onto the second floor, Li Yu's heart skipped a beat. Seeing the moonlight outside suddenly turn blood red, a golden palm poked out from the dazzling blood light and grabbed at the corridor.

"Rat!" Li Yu scolded, and then struck out a talisman, which flew up and released a flame.

The bloody light and golden hands shattered like glass, revealing a red-robed and bare-chested monk on the opposite eaves.

This attire looks very much like the remnants of the Jokhang Temple, not a monk from the Central Plains.

He closed his eyes and clasped his hands together, the celestial cap on his forehead bulged outwards, and an eye-shaped blood hole appeared between his brows, and he was indeed a monk with a beard and thick beard.

The bloody hole between the monk's eyebrows squirmed, and another bloody light suddenly shot out, the bloody light was strange and gloomy, and there was an evil spirit.

Countless ghosts and ghosts appeared along with the blood mist, and screams sounded at the same time, and the courtyard in the courtyard seemed to be transformed into a vicious and haunted area.

The red carpet turned into a pool of blood, countless arms and limbs wriggled and emerged from the pool of blood, tearing the purple banners in the Wufu guest room to pieces and spreading them everywhere.

Li Yu was grabbed by the hand that appeared suddenly. Although he fought hard, he couldn't break free and was dragged into the pool of blood bit by bit.

Soon, Li Yu, who was pulled down, turned into a branch with a bang. It turned out to be a clone, and he himself stood aside with his hands behind his back.

Feeling the aura from the avatar, this blood mist will grab people to another space, which is very far away from here.

Li Yu immediately understood that this fan monk had magic treasures on him, similar to Fengyue Baojian, and there was also a unique small world inside.

Fan Seng was not surprised that Li Yu had a clone. With a slap of his palm, the blood line split into two and flung away.

Another line of blood had already crossed the threshold, and suddenly a skull rolled out of the blood, with white teeth "clicking" and biting Li Yu's shoe tip.

Li Yu raised his foot and kicked the skull to pieces, his eyes fixed on the monk.

The courtyard was full of blood, thick blood poured into the living room like a tide, and interlaced white bones rolled out of the surface, twisting and forming fingers and arm bones under the control of invisible forces.

This is no longer the magic of the Jokhang Temple, this is obviously the method of the Bon religion, the ancient religion that worships corpses and death.

After Buddhism spread to the plateau, it merged with Bon religion, and Tibetan Buddhism came into being.

This person is a descendant of the Bon religion, which means that he is likely to be a living fossil that has existed since the merger of the two religions and has been alive until now.

The dirty blood spread along the bones, forming the outlines of muscles and blood vessels, which looked like countless skinned demons at a glance.

The limbs are ferocious and weird, and the courtyard is like an Abi hell, which makes people creepy.

Li Yu immediately flew up and tried to jump onto the roof beam, but when he moved, those bloody hands shot out at the same time like poisonous snakes that found their target, and entangled his ankles.

Countless bloody arms stood in a row, dragging Li Yusheng into the bloody water and receding like a tide.

With a bang, this Li Yu turned into a branch again, and the fan monk on the opposite roof looked sideways.

Li Yu chuckled, "You thought there was only one?"

As soon as the words fell, Li Yu was everywhere in the courtyard. There were so many avatars, each of which was covered with Buddha's light, and the courtyard was as bright as day.

Li Yu moved his fingers, and the entire courtyard was blocked by vines, especially the opposite roof.

The monk moved his hands together, his fingers intertwined to form a complicated seal, and then let out a low voice: "Injury!"

With the sound of the incantation, the tiles under the monk's feet were flipped open like paper, and a ferocious blue-black head stretched out from under the tiles, raised a huge arm, and punched Li Yu with a fist.

In front of Li Yu, an earthen wall appeared to block this blow, and the fist hit the earthen wall, making a loud noise.Amidst the chaos, Li Yu casually threw an ice needle and hit the bloody eyehole of the monk.

At this time, blood-colored lotus flowers gushed out from the blood pool in the courtyard.

Stepping on the lotus, the fan monk stepped forward step by step, dodging the ice needle, raised his head and said, "Principal Taoist, don't come here without any harm."

Li Yu's pupils contracted sharply, looking at the fan monk in front of him, he was puzzled, "It's you, monk with a scarlet head"

The scarlet-headed monk was killed by himself, and Li Yu remembered it clearly, so it stands to reason that there is absolutely no possibility of resurrection.

Could it be an illusion?
The monk on the opposite side laughed and said, "After the last battle in Jinling, I missed you very much."

Li Yu laughed and said, "In the past, your Dharma was not such a crooked way. Why did you change it after you died once?"

The scarlet monk looked very scary, a large piece of his face was rotten, but he looked very happy.

"I'm here this time to tell you that your good days are coming to an end. You dare to intervene in the affairs of the Western Heaven Pure Land. Well, well, well, I admire you."

After finishing speaking, he followed the blood-colored lotus and slowly disappeared from the blood pool in the courtyard.

The bloody mist dissipated immediately, and everything in the yard remained the same, as if the war just now was just a nightmare.

Li Yu walked out of the yard, it was quiet outside, he continued to walk out, a maid came out to pour water for washing his feet, it was one of them who had just sent him off.

She was wearing wooden clogs with bare feet, and she was very shy when she saw Li Yu, but she still boldly asked, "Daoist, why are you still awake?"

Li Yu asked, "Did you hear anything just now?"

"No."

Li Yu nodded and said with a smile, "It's all right."

After finishing speaking, he returned to his guest room, lying on the bed, Li Yu's mind recalled the great battle just now.

The scarlet-headed monk actually came, but judging by his appearance, it was hard to say whether he was resurrected or not.

After all, this bald donkey doesn't have a good piece of meat all over his body, so he doesn't look like a normal person no matter what, and the spells he uses are also quite different from before.

The monk with a scarlet head used to use superior Buddhist magic skills in his moves. Every time he made a move, it was golden light, Sanskrit sound, and even a celestial maiden sprinkled flowers.

This time it's good, the shot is a sea of ​​corpses and blood, the smell is bad, and there are bones and skeletons.

As soon as I got close to Jin Chanzi and Xuan Zang, an opponent who had died a long time ago appeared, and this matter became more and more interesting.

Li Yu closed his eyes, leaving behind a clone, and the main body came to Fengyue Baojian.
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The journey of the Holy Mother of Lishan to the west is a blow to the gods of the west.

It took her less than a year to conquer a large area of ​​western land, and the monotheists on it were changed to believers of Our Lady of Lishan.

On the top of a towering mountain, countless people were driven to build a new dojo.

The person in charge of supervision was a plump, soft and picturesque beauty, holding a leather whip in her hand, the silk material was close to her white and beautiful skin, and her delicate body was showing curves.

The people around were respectful to her, and no coolie dared to look up at her, because this fairy-like figure was a direct disciple of the Holy Mother of Lishan, the beauty Wang Xifeng from the Central Plains.

After coming to the west, she found that the spell she had just learned was already invincible here.

Master asked her to come here to open up a dojo, Wang Xifeng took a very short time to clean up all the small countries here.

A tall western man knelt down in front of her and said humbly, "My lord, this palace is about to be completed, please give me another three days."

A series of crisp footsteps sounded, Wang Xifeng walked over with strides, and directly stepped on his head.

"Three days?"

The face of the Western man was buried in the mud under her feet.There was severe pain in his heel, but he didn't dare to resist, and just lay on his stomach straight.

"Senior Sister and the others will arrive tomorrow. If you can't build well, throw them all down the mountain to feed the eagles."

While she was speaking, she whipped and whipped the man on the ground twitching like a dead dog, countless bones were broken all over his body, and his hands and feet were not bent naturally.

"Did you hear that?"

"I heard it."

Only then was Wang Xifeng satisfied, lifted her feet and left, twisted her waist and walked to the next hall.

Master, really, the good and proper Central Plains is not waiting, he wants to come to this ghost place.

As Wang Xifeng walked, she complained in her heart that she had just started cultivating Taoism not long ago, so she didn't know how powerful Li Yu was.

In her opinion, Master is an old immortal who has been famous for a long time and has a great voice in the heavenly court, so how could he be afraid of a Taoist priest.

If he dared to tear down Master's dojo, he could just kill him.

Although she thought so in her heart, Wang Xifeng was a shrewd person, she was used to bullying her subordinates, and she was obedient and docile in front of her master and senior sisters.

"Oh, I don't know when I will be able to return to Jinling."

(End of this chapter)