Chunyang First Headmaster
Chapter 701 The Final Breakthrough
Chapter 701 The Final Breakthrough
The morning bell rang, and in the depths of Shaoshi Mountain, in the stretch of elegant temples, two young novice monks rubbed their eyes, stretched their waists, and came to Zhizang Hall with a broom on their shoulders, ready to start a day's work.
But the next moment, their movements stopped.
A refined young man walked slowly outside the door, dressed in white clothes like snow, eyes like bright stars, with a pure Jun sword hanging from his waist, and the simple and simple sword case on his back reminded them of a name that made the Buddhist sects all over the world tremble - Master Chunyang Xiao Qianli.
"Little monk, is the old Zen master here?"
Xiao Qianli's tone was extremely peaceful, like a polite young scribe, and he even politely raised his palm to salute.
"You... how did you get in?" The two young monks opened their mouths wide, and one of them, who was a little older, finally regained some sanity, and asked, tongue-tied, "You... are you benefactor Xiao?"
"It's my seat!" Xiao Qianli said with a smile, "As for the purpose of my visit, I think it has nothing to do with the abbot of your temple, so there is no need to bother the abbot!"
In Shaolin, when he came to visit a Shaolin monk, he claimed that he had nothing to do with the abbot, and he didn’t even bother to inform him. Only Xiao Qianli could do this kind of thing—and he was the only one who rampaged unscrupulously in Shaolin. The monks did not dare to intervene at will.
There is no other reason, because over the past ten years, Xiao Qianli's notoriety has been too great.
Where is the Mahayana Buddhism that flourished in the past and spread all over the Central Plains?The ancestral court was picked out by his sword, and the five Mahayana temples teamed up to conquer the West. They were beaten by Chunyang Palace, and not even a golden body was able to escape and ascend to heaven.
How about Jinshan Temple, one of the four major signs of Buddhism in the Central Plains?Its former glory can be vaguely seen in the ruins of the ruins. Now there are only a few old monks who have lost their martial arts, and they are still rummaging through the ruins to see if they can find some remnants of Buddhist scriptures.
The White Horse Temple in Luoyang, which is also one of the four famous temples, has been deserted by people. Although it was not destroyed by Xiao Qianli himself, the abbot of Guangji could be regarded as his own fault, but the Taoist gate still has to be blamed for this.
As for the large and small famous temples affected by Xiao Qianli Tufo, there are countless.In the water and land meeting in the imperial city, the masters and apprentices of Chunyang Palace all took action. The surviving group of Buddhist monks in the Pure Land Realm, those who were seriously injured, those who had their meritorious deeds destroyed, and those who survived have all disappeared now, and no longer appear in the world.
When this fierce god came to Shaolin suddenly, the two young novice monks panicked, one of them threw his broom on the ground in fright, backed up again and again, and shouted: "Don't kill me, don't kill me..." Turning around , ran without a trace.
The other person was not much better. He was so frightened that he burst into tears and ran away, shouting: "Killer! Killer..." Like a fly without a head, he ran to the Daxiong Palace, panicked and bumped into the courtyard On the big tree in the middle of the road, a big pimple suddenly fell out on his forehead, and he didn't feel the pain, and ran more than ten feet away in a flash.
Xiao Qianli was stunned for a while, shook his head and smiled wryly: "I never imagined that my reputation would stop crying at night..."
He stepped forward slowly, and gently pushed open the door of the Hall of Knowledge, revealing the golden body of Ksitigarbha enshrined inside, surrounded by light smoke from burning sandalwood, and surrounded by layers of Buddhist scriptures.
He strolled into the main hall, looked around, nodded in praise and said: "As expected of the Sutra Pavilion of Shaolin Temple, I don't know when my Chunyang Wendao Hall can develop to such a degree..."
An old monk who was too old to tell his age slowly walked over while cleaning, as if he didn't see Xiao Qianli.
Still the same as last time, this extremely skinny and extremely old monk seemed to be blown down by a gust of wind, with loose and shriveled muscles, weak lower body, rapid panting and ringing in the chest cavity, no matter where you looked at it, The only thing this old monk can perform is the magical skill of falling to the ground, and he has nothing to do with a master.
His movements didn't change at all, even when he swept to Xiao Qianli's side, he didn't know how to dodge, Xiao Qianli was unmoved, and just watched the broom sweeping across his feet - as for the Zhizang Palace, it was clear It has been cleaned spotlessly, why it needs to be cleaned for decades, the inside story, of course, only the old monk himself knows the most clearly.
"Stop pretending!" Competing with a successful eminent monk in terms of concentration and sharpness, Xiao Qianli thought to himself that he was not yet capable of doing so, and said with a light smile, "The purpose of my visit here, I think the master has already thought about it." I know it well!"
"Amitabha——" the old monk finally stopped being indifferent, stopped his movements, lowered his head not to look at Xiao Qianli, just proclaimed the Buddha's name, and said in a low voice, "You...why are you here again?"
"Last time, there were too many people talking, so it's inconvenient to talk about it in detail!" Xiao Qianli turned his eyes in the hall, and simply sat down on the futon, "There are very few people in this world who can talk to your peers. Discuss with the Master."
The old monk leaned on the broom, smiled wryly and said: "Where did Tanyue know the news? It was the same last time, as soon as he entered Shaolin, he went straight to the Zhizang Hall, as if he had known the old monk a long time ago. Tanyue has clearly reached a very high level now. Realm, what is still unclear, you want to ask the old monk?"
"Buddha said: Don't say it!" Xiao Qianli smiled secretly and said, "Last time you said that Bodhi is above the Pure Land. I can't figure it out, so I'm here to ask for advice!"
The old monk was silent for a long time, slowly shook his head and said: "The old monk has never reached that level of realm!"
Xiao Qianli smiled, his face gradually became serious, and said in a deep voice: "Since that's the case, please enlighten me, Master!"
The old monk hesitated for a while, finally let out a long sigh, threw away the broom, walked to the futon step by step, and sat down slowly.
When the abbot and the lord of the Hinayana Zen Master Mingxing received the cry of the little novice monk and rushed to the Zhizang Hall with a group of monks, he saw that the door of the hall was closed tightly, but there were thousands of swords radiating from it, and the Buddha's light shot up into the sky. , there are vaguely boundless Sanskrit sounds and Buddha singing masterpieces, but they can't suppress the bitter evil spirit.
"Oops!" Zen Master Mingxing stomped his feet repeatedly, complaining, "Why did this fierce god come to attack again? The grand master's uncle was chosen? It's okay if the grand master's uncle wins, but if it loses, Shaolin This ancient temple has not been burned down by Xiao Qianli? The Buddha is merciful, what should we do?"
Several old monks didn't dare to approach at all. The head Zen Master Mingfa of Luohan Hall gritted his teeth and directly manifested the triple golden body. Fell on the ground, got up in embarrassment, shook his head and shouted: "It's amazing, it's amazing, I can't get close..."
"Amitabha!" The Buddha's name rang out one after another, "Tuo, Tuo, Tuo" a few times, but several eminent monks in the Nirvana Hall were also alarmed. Regardless of shocking the world, they left the customs one after another. From the beginning to the end, I can't help but look at each other in shock.
The sword energy and Buddha's light entangled for a full day and night, Shaolin monks came more and more, but they dared not leave, each of them was extremely anxious, but they didn't know what to do.
Suddenly, several old monks in seclusion felt something, and raised their heads in unison, only to see that in the morning light, the thirteen stars from the north and the south suddenly appeared in the sky, surrounded by stars, shining brightly, still visible to the naked eye in the dawn sky .
"This is..." The monks suddenly realized that, as an old enemy who had dealt with Xiao Qianli countless times, many masters knew that Xiao Qianli was the most blessed, able to cultivate with the power of stars, and now the main star appeared in broad daylight , something must have happened.
Only Xiao Qianli in the hall laughed and said loudly: "Thank you Master for helping me!" Hearing his voice, all the monks couldn't help but change color.
The door of the palace opened suddenly, Xiao Qianli stepped out slowly, nodded slightly at the abbot Mingxing, and did not answer, just a little on his toes, he leapt away and disappeared without a trace.
All the monks were in an uproar, ignoring Xiao Qianli's extremely rude behavior, and rushed into the hall, but saw the old monk sweeping the floor with a slumped face, leaning weakly on the side of the altar, and sighed: "That's all , Forget it! Shaolin Temple will be closed! If this person does not pass away to heaven, the Buddhist sect will only be willing to live under it for a day..."
The monks didn't understand why, so the abbot Mingxing hurriedly asked, and even the old monks in the Nirvana Hall who hadn't asked about common things for a long time couldn't hold back, and asked questions one after another.
The old monk sweeping the floor managed to support his body, surrounded the monks, and said with a wry smile: "All the ancestral qi returns to his body, the world is so big, who else can control it?"
He suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly grabbed an old monk in the Nirvana Hall, and shouted: "Hurry up, go to the land of hidden dragons, I'm afraid it will be too late..."
(End of this chapter)
The morning bell rang, and in the depths of Shaoshi Mountain, in the stretch of elegant temples, two young novice monks rubbed their eyes, stretched their waists, and came to Zhizang Hall with a broom on their shoulders, ready to start a day's work.
But the next moment, their movements stopped.
A refined young man walked slowly outside the door, dressed in white clothes like snow, eyes like bright stars, with a pure Jun sword hanging from his waist, and the simple and simple sword case on his back reminded them of a name that made the Buddhist sects all over the world tremble - Master Chunyang Xiao Qianli.
"Little monk, is the old Zen master here?"
Xiao Qianli's tone was extremely peaceful, like a polite young scribe, and he even politely raised his palm to salute.
"You... how did you get in?" The two young monks opened their mouths wide, and one of them, who was a little older, finally regained some sanity, and asked, tongue-tied, "You... are you benefactor Xiao?"
"It's my seat!" Xiao Qianli said with a smile, "As for the purpose of my visit, I think it has nothing to do with the abbot of your temple, so there is no need to bother the abbot!"
In Shaolin, when he came to visit a Shaolin monk, he claimed that he had nothing to do with the abbot, and he didn’t even bother to inform him. Only Xiao Qianli could do this kind of thing—and he was the only one who rampaged unscrupulously in Shaolin. The monks did not dare to intervene at will.
There is no other reason, because over the past ten years, Xiao Qianli's notoriety has been too great.
Where is the Mahayana Buddhism that flourished in the past and spread all over the Central Plains?The ancestral court was picked out by his sword, and the five Mahayana temples teamed up to conquer the West. They were beaten by Chunyang Palace, and not even a golden body was able to escape and ascend to heaven.
How about Jinshan Temple, one of the four major signs of Buddhism in the Central Plains?Its former glory can be vaguely seen in the ruins of the ruins. Now there are only a few old monks who have lost their martial arts, and they are still rummaging through the ruins to see if they can find some remnants of Buddhist scriptures.
The White Horse Temple in Luoyang, which is also one of the four famous temples, has been deserted by people. Although it was not destroyed by Xiao Qianli himself, the abbot of Guangji could be regarded as his own fault, but the Taoist gate still has to be blamed for this.
As for the large and small famous temples affected by Xiao Qianli Tufo, there are countless.In the water and land meeting in the imperial city, the masters and apprentices of Chunyang Palace all took action. The surviving group of Buddhist monks in the Pure Land Realm, those who were seriously injured, those who had their meritorious deeds destroyed, and those who survived have all disappeared now, and no longer appear in the world.
When this fierce god came to Shaolin suddenly, the two young novice monks panicked, one of them threw his broom on the ground in fright, backed up again and again, and shouted: "Don't kill me, don't kill me..." Turning around , ran without a trace.
The other person was not much better. He was so frightened that he burst into tears and ran away, shouting: "Killer! Killer..." Like a fly without a head, he ran to the Daxiong Palace, panicked and bumped into the courtyard On the big tree in the middle of the road, a big pimple suddenly fell out on his forehead, and he didn't feel the pain, and ran more than ten feet away in a flash.
Xiao Qianli was stunned for a while, shook his head and smiled wryly: "I never imagined that my reputation would stop crying at night..."
He stepped forward slowly, and gently pushed open the door of the Hall of Knowledge, revealing the golden body of Ksitigarbha enshrined inside, surrounded by light smoke from burning sandalwood, and surrounded by layers of Buddhist scriptures.
He strolled into the main hall, looked around, nodded in praise and said: "As expected of the Sutra Pavilion of Shaolin Temple, I don't know when my Chunyang Wendao Hall can develop to such a degree..."
An old monk who was too old to tell his age slowly walked over while cleaning, as if he didn't see Xiao Qianli.
Still the same as last time, this extremely skinny and extremely old monk seemed to be blown down by a gust of wind, with loose and shriveled muscles, weak lower body, rapid panting and ringing in the chest cavity, no matter where you looked at it, The only thing this old monk can perform is the magical skill of falling to the ground, and he has nothing to do with a master.
His movements didn't change at all, even when he swept to Xiao Qianli's side, he didn't know how to dodge, Xiao Qianli was unmoved, and just watched the broom sweeping across his feet - as for the Zhizang Palace, it was clear It has been cleaned spotlessly, why it needs to be cleaned for decades, the inside story, of course, only the old monk himself knows the most clearly.
"Stop pretending!" Competing with a successful eminent monk in terms of concentration and sharpness, Xiao Qianli thought to himself that he was not yet capable of doing so, and said with a light smile, "The purpose of my visit here, I think the master has already thought about it." I know it well!"
"Amitabha——" the old monk finally stopped being indifferent, stopped his movements, lowered his head not to look at Xiao Qianli, just proclaimed the Buddha's name, and said in a low voice, "You...why are you here again?"
"Last time, there were too many people talking, so it's inconvenient to talk about it in detail!" Xiao Qianli turned his eyes in the hall, and simply sat down on the futon, "There are very few people in this world who can talk to your peers. Discuss with the Master."
The old monk leaned on the broom, smiled wryly and said: "Where did Tanyue know the news? It was the same last time, as soon as he entered Shaolin, he went straight to the Zhizang Hall, as if he had known the old monk a long time ago. Tanyue has clearly reached a very high level now. Realm, what is still unclear, you want to ask the old monk?"
"Buddha said: Don't say it!" Xiao Qianli smiled secretly and said, "Last time you said that Bodhi is above the Pure Land. I can't figure it out, so I'm here to ask for advice!"
The old monk was silent for a long time, slowly shook his head and said: "The old monk has never reached that level of realm!"
Xiao Qianli smiled, his face gradually became serious, and said in a deep voice: "Since that's the case, please enlighten me, Master!"
The old monk hesitated for a while, finally let out a long sigh, threw away the broom, walked to the futon step by step, and sat down slowly.
When the abbot and the lord of the Hinayana Zen Master Mingxing received the cry of the little novice monk and rushed to the Zhizang Hall with a group of monks, he saw that the door of the hall was closed tightly, but there were thousands of swords radiating from it, and the Buddha's light shot up into the sky. , there are vaguely boundless Sanskrit sounds and Buddha singing masterpieces, but they can't suppress the bitter evil spirit.
"Oops!" Zen Master Mingxing stomped his feet repeatedly, complaining, "Why did this fierce god come to attack again? The grand master's uncle was chosen? It's okay if the grand master's uncle wins, but if it loses, Shaolin This ancient temple has not been burned down by Xiao Qianli? The Buddha is merciful, what should we do?"
Several old monks didn't dare to approach at all. The head Zen Master Mingfa of Luohan Hall gritted his teeth and directly manifested the triple golden body. Fell on the ground, got up in embarrassment, shook his head and shouted: "It's amazing, it's amazing, I can't get close..."
"Amitabha!" The Buddha's name rang out one after another, "Tuo, Tuo, Tuo" a few times, but several eminent monks in the Nirvana Hall were also alarmed. Regardless of shocking the world, they left the customs one after another. From the beginning to the end, I can't help but look at each other in shock.
The sword energy and Buddha's light entangled for a full day and night, Shaolin monks came more and more, but they dared not leave, each of them was extremely anxious, but they didn't know what to do.
Suddenly, several old monks in seclusion felt something, and raised their heads in unison, only to see that in the morning light, the thirteen stars from the north and the south suddenly appeared in the sky, surrounded by stars, shining brightly, still visible to the naked eye in the dawn sky .
"This is..." The monks suddenly realized that, as an old enemy who had dealt with Xiao Qianli countless times, many masters knew that Xiao Qianli was the most blessed, able to cultivate with the power of stars, and now the main star appeared in broad daylight , something must have happened.
Only Xiao Qianli in the hall laughed and said loudly: "Thank you Master for helping me!" Hearing his voice, all the monks couldn't help but change color.
The door of the palace opened suddenly, Xiao Qianli stepped out slowly, nodded slightly at the abbot Mingxing, and did not answer, just a little on his toes, he leapt away and disappeared without a trace.
All the monks were in an uproar, ignoring Xiao Qianli's extremely rude behavior, and rushed into the hall, but saw the old monk sweeping the floor with a slumped face, leaning weakly on the side of the altar, and sighed: "That's all , Forget it! Shaolin Temple will be closed! If this person does not pass away to heaven, the Buddhist sect will only be willing to live under it for a day..."
The monks didn't understand why, so the abbot Mingxing hurriedly asked, and even the old monks in the Nirvana Hall who hadn't asked about common things for a long time couldn't hold back, and asked questions one after another.
The old monk sweeping the floor managed to support his body, surrounded the monks, and said with a wry smile: "All the ancestral qi returns to his body, the world is so big, who else can control it?"
He suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly grabbed an old monk in the Nirvana Hall, and shouted: "Hurry up, go to the land of hidden dragons, I'm afraid it will be too late..."
(End of this chapter)
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