The All-Heaven Road from Wudang

Chapter 157

"Let's take the old man's thunder!"

The billowing sound waves spread in all directions, as if the sky thunder exploded in the ears, and for a while, all the heroes who were in the fear of ghosts and gods were awakened.

Everyone looked intently, but they saw this old Taoist with an ancient face and a high crown on his head, his palms were raised high, his inner energy was boiling, and suddenly his palms formed a seal, and he drew his sword fingers far away, and shouted sharply: "Shenxiao Tianlei!"

Boom!Boom!
In this boundless buddha land, there was a sudden thunder explosion, countless dark clouds gathered and churned, and the electric light and silver dragon roamed among them, with a majestic and majestic momentum, sweeping the world, making people feel depressed unconsciously, subdued by the power of this divine thunder!
"When I attained Bodhi, there was no light of swords in the pure land, and all the celestial phenomena disappeared."

Hutu said again, in an instant, the Buddha's light on his body suddenly radiated brightly, and countless swastika Buddha names lingered around his body, and then a pure Buddha's light shot up into the sky and went straight to the black clouds in the sky!

In the entire pure land, the voice of the gods and Buddhas chanting resounded, and the meaning of purity and compassion once again enveloped the entire mountain peak, as if in this pure land, there was really no war, only peace and tranquility!

boom!
There was a dull and loud noise, and the tumbling black cloud was suddenly pierced by the Buddha's light, and the beam of light rose up, directly to the sky and the earth. At this moment, this beam of brilliant Buddha's light is as dazzling as a pillar of heaven!
Zhang Daoxuan snorted, his face remained unchanged, he slashed his sword finger fiercely, and shouted: "Fall!"

Boom!Boom!
There were several thunderclaps in succession, and then above the sky, black clouds engulfed the Buddha's light all at once. When the lightning was in full swing, a purple thunder dragon about the thickness of a bucket whizzed down, following the Buddha's light Then it swallowed it away, and wherever it passed, the Buddha's light shattered inch by inch, and directly attacked Hutu himself!
"The celestial phenomena recede! The celestial phenomena recede!"

Hutu's expression was tense, and he shouted again and again, the Buddha's light blooming on his body became more and more dazzling, and the beam of light rising from his body became more and more concise and dazzling!
However, in the face of the thunder dragon carrying the force of the nine-day thunder, these Buddha lights were like paper, and did not hinder the fall of the thunder dragon at all!
boom!
Between the roar of thunder, the angry dragon of thunder swallowed Hutu in an instant, and the endless lightning spread along the ground in all directions!

But it can be seen that in an instant, the Buddha country on this side of the earth, the pure land of the mother-in-law, the Buddha's light is completely extinguished, the auspicious auspiciousness is withered, and the sky is filled with immortals and Buddhas, one after another continues to collapse.

When the earth trembled and the mountains shook, all the brilliance in front of everyone's eyes faded away. When they came back to their senses, the mountain was still the same mountain, and the people were still those people. The night, the torches, the bright moon, and the heroes watching the battle, but no one knelt down to the ground. There is no need to mention the Buddha Land Hell.

The injured are still injured, the disabled are still disabled, nothing has changed, just like the experience just now is a dream!
However, the fragrance of flowers and Zen music just now, full of gods and Buddhas, is indescribably true. It is a feeling that dreams can never give!
When they looked at each other, Hutu Living Buddha's young face suddenly turned pale, he spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body was shaking!
Abbot Kongwen rushed forward to support him, and said, "Is there any serious problem with the living Buddha?"

Hutu let out a wry laugh, folded his palms together, sat down cross-legged slowly, and said, "Unexpectedly, the Taoist sect of the Middle Earth also has such amazing supernatural powers and secret techniques."

Afterwards, he closed his eyes and recited softly in his mouth: "Guanzizai Bodhisattva, if you practice the deep prajna paramita for a long time, you will see that all five aggregates are empty, and you will overcome all hardships."

"Shariputra, form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from form; form is emptiness, emptiness is form."

……

"I know that Prajna Paramita is a great god mantra, a great Ming mantra, an unsurpassed mantra, and an infinite mantra..."

What he recited was the Heart Sutra of Maha Prajna Paramita, and he said that the four elements of the monks are all empty, and when he recites the mantra of no waiting, the sound is already faint and hard to hear.

"Live... Living Buddha?"

Kong Wen was taken aback for a moment, then with a look of sadness on his face, he recited the Buddha's name in a low voice, and said, "Hutu Living Buddha has passed away."

When the group of monks heard this, they all chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice, with a sad tone and low mood, which even affected the atmosphere all over the mountain.

Qunhao didn't say a word, looking at the white-clothed monk sitting cross-legged on the ground, thinking about the incredible Buddhist supernatural powers that the other party had displayed just now with means beyond ordinary people's imagination, and seeing the other party's current fate, their hearts I can't help but feel a lot of emotion.

Even if such a living Buddha who is almost a god-man has passed away, this debate between Buddhism and Taoism is really extremely dangerous!
Unanimously, they thought of Zhang Sanfeng's reply that was widely circulated in the Jianghu: the old things, dare not forget; Huashan debates, Sanfeng will come;

It is not only about victory or defeat, but also about life and death!
This statement is true!

"In this way, the old Taoist can be regarded as seeking some justice for his former comrades."

Looking at the breathless Hutu, Zhang Daoxuan shook his body, his body visibly relaxed, and he was no longer as radiant as before, but his face was full of joy and joy.

This divine sky thunder method obviously consumes a lot for this elderly old celestial master.

"Amitabha! Unexpectedly, the thunder method of the gods on Longhu Mountain can restrain the secret method of this temple so much. The old monk admires it."

The voice of Basiba in the chariot came out, but it was as calm as usual, as if the death of a disciple of this temple was just a leisurely thing in his eyes.

He only heard him say: "Zhang Daoling of your sect is honored as a celestial master, and his reputation is well-deserved, but fellow Taoists have never crossed the innate threshold, forced to use this kind of secret method, they have already damaged the original, but they only have a few days to live."

Mo Li was startled, Xiantian, could it be that divine sky thunder that is invincible in the spiritual world, could it be the innate secret method? !

"Whether it damages the original or not, it's none of your old monk's business?!"

Zhang Daoxuan cursed loudly: "Come on, come on, you old monk, come on stage and catch the poor one!"

Ba Siba didn't respond, but Zhang Sanfeng said: "You Zhang Daoyou, come down, how about letting others do the next round?"

"Really Zhang, if you don't strike him with a thunderbolt, you will be so poor that you will not be able to swallow this breath!" Zhang Daoxuan said stubbornly.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this veteran's aura is getting weaker and weaker. The thunder just now may have caused a lot of damage. He is still standing on the field waiting for the battle. He is afraid that he will not be able to survive the next battle.

Zhang Sanfeng sighed, although this divine sky thunder method is the secret method of the Tianshi's residence, it is almost legendary, the reason for it is nothing more than the unworthy descendants of the descendants, and there is no one who can step into the innate generation.

However, if you don't enter Xiantian, trying to activate this secret method is tantamount to wishful thinking. Although Zhang Daoxuan can activate this secret method, he has practiced hard for nearly a hundred years. His spiritual realm is already only one step away from Xiantian. Urging the secret method, the body can't take it anymore, even if I can end safely today, I'm afraid I won't be able to live well for a few months.

But if he can live one more day, it is just one day, how could he bear to see his old friend die on the spot like Hutu?

"Li'er, you go, let Fellow Daoist Zhang come down instead." Zhang Sanfeng said.

Mo Li nodded and strode forward. The crowd could only see a young Taoist in a blue Taoist robe walking out of the crowd. He had delicate features, a tall and straight figure, a long sword hanging from his waist, and was full of heroic spirit. There was an uproar at the moment!
"Sword God!"

"It's the sword god Mo Li!"

"I didn't expect to send him up so soon!"

……

Everyone was talking about it, but Mo Li didn't seem to have heard of it. He just walked up to Zhang Daoxuan, took his arm and said, "Senior, you should go down and have a rest."

However, as soon as he put his hands together, he was terrified in his heart. It was this Longhushan celestial master who was trembling slightly and his breath was vain. It was obviously due to the exhaustion of energy. A share of pure yang internal force is input into the opponent's body.

Zhang Daoxuan only felt an incomparably pure zhenqi flowing through his whole body, and in the meridians, there was a warmth, indescribably comfortable and refreshing, which almost made him groan.

He was startled, the tyranny of this internal force was still higher than his many years of painstaking practice, it was the pure Yang Wuji Kungfu created by his old friend by combining Taoist classics and Jiuyang Divine Kungfu, when he took a closer look, he saw this in front of him There is no brilliance in the young man's eyes, but there is a faint layer of gentleness and crystal clearness, it seems that his internal strength has reached the peak, and among the masters he has encountered in his life, I am afraid that no one can surpass him except Zhang Sanfeng!

"Okay, good boy, with you here, Pindao is relieved."

He nodded and looked at Zhang Sanfeng, his eyes were full of relief and envy, but he felt that his old friend had successors.

Zhang Sanfeng nodded slightly at him, smiled, and said, "Come down quickly."

Li Li gently supported him to go down. This time, the old Taoist was not stubborn, but said with emotion: "Looking at you, the poor Taoist feels that there are successors in our Taoist sect, just like the old Taoist looked at your master ancestor back then." Generally, you are younger than him, but your achievements are higher."

"Senior praised me absurdly. How can my disciples surpass the master's achievement?" Mo Li replied.

If this is indeed sincere, Zhang Sanfeng is Zhang Sanfeng after all. Throughout the ages, there has only been one such person, such as Zhang Wuji, a young hero who has defeated the masters of all schools at the age of a weak crown, and his final achievements are far worse than Zhang Sanfeng. Doctrine?

Since obtaining the Nine Suns Divine Art, although Li Li has never practiced it, he probably knows the highest state of the Nine Suns Manual, that is, when the internal force is perfected, the liquid true energy fills the dantian, and it only needs to be enlightened. Acupoints all over the body, one step into innateness!

This is the highest state of internal strength in nature!

Mo Li is at least a few years away from this level of hard work!
"Your master ancestor is indeed a hero who has been rare for hundreds of years. The hope of our Daoist sect now rests on him."

Zhang Daoxuan said.

This battle, in the final analysis, still has to fight with Ba Siba, and Zhang Sanfeng is the only one who can fight with him!
This thought came to Li Li's mind, but the guilt in his heart aggravated a bit.

If Zhang Sanfeng's blood was spilled on the spot today, how would he face his own heart?
While the two were talking, they had already stepped into the Daoist place, and after Zhang Daoxuan had been settled, Mo Li stepped into the arena again, and said, "I don't know which master from the Buddhist sect is fighting against Mo Mou?"

Sword God Mo Li, a young man with outstanding swordsmanship for nearly a hundred years!
Regardless of age, the group of monks showed serious expressions on their faces. Abbot Kongwen looked at the group of monks and said: "The people present, with the strength of one person, I am afraid that no one is sure to win except Basiba Rinpoche. Be sure, if this is the case, we can only invite the three uncles to end."

The three old monks of Du generation didn't say a word when they heard Kongwen's words, they walked out slowly and stood in front of Mo Li in the shape of "pin".

All three of them untied a long black rope from their waists, and one of them, a blind yellow-faced monk, said: "Please enlighten me, young man."

"Slow down!"

Song Yuanqiao, who has always been indifferent, not fighting or grabbing, now has an impatient expression, and he said loudly: "Could it be that the Buddhists all rely on the many to bully the young? Any one of them can be my disciple at any age." Grandpa, how will the three of you work together?"

"Three poor monks, after practicing Vajra Subduing the Demon Circle, the three of them are united in one mind, no matter one person or ten thousand people, all three are fighting against the enemy together." The blind monk said.

This old monk is called Du'e, and he is the head of the three old monks.

"Since that's the case, then I'll wait for my brothers to fight together!"

Song Yuanqiao said: "Use my Wudang Sect's Zhenwu Seven-section Formation to experience Your Excellency's Vajra Subduing Demon Circle! Junior brothers, set up the formation!"

As soon as he gave an order, the six heroes of Wudang School stepped out together, together with Mo Li, a total of seven people stood in their respective positions, and their auras were faintly connected as one, which was mysterious and extraordinary.

"This...how can this be done?!"

Abbot Kongwen had seen the power of the seven-section formation of real martial arts before. At the beginning, they were defeated by fourteen masters from the six major sects in a joint attack. But to compete with the real martial arts seven-section formation, he still has no idea.

"Why can't it be done?"

Mo Liyan smiled at Yanyan, and said: "This is what the master of your sect said. No matter one person or ten thousand people, this Vajra Subduing Demon Circle will be attended by three people. I can only wait for seven people?"

Although the Vajra Subduing Demon Circle is tyrannical, it is far worse than the Zhenwu Seven-section Formation?
Not to mention, in the Zhenwu seven-section formation, there is also Li Li, the world-renowned sword god.

Being held back by Mo Li's words, Abbot Kong Wen didn't know how to argue for a while, so he had to recite 'Amitabha Buddha' repeatedly, but he didn't say a word about the solution.

"Reciting Buddha can't solve the problem. Master Kongwen, I respect your generation of eminent monks. Whether you want to fight alone or fight against each other, I hope the master will come up with a solution!" Song Yuanqiao said with an unhappy expression. .

"Amitabha!"

Kong Wen chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice again, lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, and said seriously: "According to what the poor monk saw, it's better to fight in formation, but your faction's real martial arts seven-section formation is really unpredictable. Song Daxia asked the old monk and others to give way."

"Oh, what's the way?" Song Yuanqiao asked.

"Here, the old monk, there are still a few young disciples. I hope that Hero Song will allow them to deal with the Zhenwu Seventh Formation together with Uncle Du'er and the other three."

After Kong Wen finished speaking, he beckoned behind him. At that moment, more than a dozen strong monks wearing light yellow monk robes came out more and more. In detail, it was eighteen people.

The eighteen people stood still, their auras were indistinctly connected with the three old monks, and an immovable mighty force came over them, making people's hearts sink!
Song Yuanqiao recognized this formation at a glance, and said with a serious face: "Arhat's demon formation!"

"Arhat demon formation?"

Mo Li read softly, but his eyebrows were tightly furrowed.

This formation gave him a feeling of deja vu.

"Song Daxia has good eyesight, this is exactly the Arhat Demon Demon Formation in this temple."

Abbot Kongwen nodded slightly, with a hint of complacency in his tone, he said: "This formation has not appeared in the Jianghu for decades, and now, this temple uses this formation to learn from the noble sect. True Martial Seven Segment Formation."

Arhat Subdue Demon Formation!
Looking at the eighteen yellow-clothed monks on the field, the crowd couldn't help being moved. It should be known that this eighteen arhats' magic formation is the magic formation of Shaolin Temple, which has been passed down for more than a hundred years. The miraculous martial formation that has been famous all over the world since the founding of the country.

However, Shaolin Temple is the largest sect in the world, with strong strength in the sect, there are many masters, waiting for masters to come to challenge, how can it be used? The Arhats and demons are used in the formation. The first in each courtyard, the four great monks, who can not easily retreat from the enemy ?
"So, what does your faction mean to use the two formations of the Arhat Demon Subduing Formation and the Vajra Demon Subduing Circle against my Wudang True Martial Seven-Part Formation?" Song Yuanqiao frowned.

Abbot Kongwen smiled and said: "Your sect's Zhenwu seven-section array has the power of real martial arts in the world, and it is actually a Taoist supernatural power array. If these two arrays are not in place, I am afraid that my Buddhist sect will not be a rival of your party anyway. .”

What he said was very straightforward, and he praised the Zhenwu Seven-section Formation sincerely, but to the ears of everyone in Wudang, it was not pleasant at all.

Yu Lianzhou said angrily: "I heard that the two formations of your sect are also unparalleled in the world. How about this? I will wait for the masters of the Taoist sect to join hands and learn the Shaolin Supreme Formation!"

"Yu Erxia is joking, we are fighting formation, how can we rush forward, isn't it unfair?" Kong Wen said.

"You still know the word fair?!"

Yu Daiyan said angrily: "I am only an eminent monk in Shaolin, and I have a lot of self-cultivation. If you wait for twenty-one people to join forces in two battles, and fight against my Wudang seven people, then it will be considered fair?!"

When Qunhao heard it, it made sense!

There are twenty-one people in these two big formations, how about seven people? !

At that moment, they all laughed, and there were many vulgar words in their words.

"Damn it, bully the few with the more, we can also go on stage to learn!"

"These stinky donkeys are really shameless!"

"Orthodox martial arts, look there is half a bit of authentic martial arts?!"

……

Everyone said something to each other, and the old man blushed when he was talking, and the eighteen stick monks all showed anger, except for the three monks of the Duzi generation, as well as the invited old monks, all of them looked as usual, turning a blind eye .

Zhang Daoxuan laughed, and said: "You are really right, this is the consistent practice of Shaolin Temple!"

"Eighty years ago, when they were dealing with the Quanzhen sect's Tiangang Beidou Formation, they used more to bully the less and set up a formation of eighteen arhats to subdue demons, but in the end they lost in a hurry!"

Everyone was shocked when they heard about this mystery, so it happened back then?

The look at the monks was even more disdainful.

Kong Wen felt bitter in his heart and couldn't tell, he wanted a fair duel, but the sword god Mo Li's swordsmanship was too domineering. Not his opponent!

And the power of the opponent's Zhenwu seven-section formation is even more immense, and this Sanfeng didn't know how to fight, and created such an ancient and strange formation. In the situation of seven against seven, their Buddhism has no chance of winning!
And this battle is not just as simple as winning or losing, it is also related to the inheritance of Buddhism and Taoism. Once lost, the consequences will be disastrous!

So even if he bullied the few with more, he could only grit his teeth and do so.

As long as you can win, no matter how ugly it is, it will always be more glorious than failure!
After thinking up to this point, Abbot Kongwen put aside his worries, turned a deaf ear to everyone's words and deeds, and just smiled and said: "Song Daxia, Zhang Zhenren, and all Taoist friends, Wudang Zhenwu Seven Section Formation is unparalleled, could it be that they are afraid?" If you don't dare to fight against my Shaolin formation, is this just a useless effort?"

What an inferior provocative method this is, let alone a group of tall and bearded old priests, even the crowd watching from the rivers and lakes can clearly see it.

The Daoist side showed disdainful smiles, Mo Li was waiting to retort, Zhang Sanfeng suddenly said: "Since that's the case, then Yuanqiao, you should learn from it."

Everyone was shocked, did Zhang Sanfeng fall into the trap?

Song Yuanqiao showed distress and said: "Master, this..."

"They are not willing to fight alone, so why are they going to be so stiff until dawn?"

Zhang Sanfeng smiled indifferently, and asked confidently: "Could it be that you don't believe in the real martial arts seven-section formation created by the teacher?"

The seven people in Wudang didn't have time to speak, Kongwen over there had already rushed to talk: "The formation created by the real person is naturally unprecedented and admirable. Friends of Wudang, don't you believe in real people?"

At this moment, for the sake of victory, Kong Wen, this Shaolin monk, really didn't want any face, just like a clown.

Mo Li and the others couldn't help but feel a little depressed, but Zhang Sanfeng said something, they could only accept it, and everyone bowed their hands immediately.

Although a little reluctant, the Seven Heroes still have the confidence to win. After all, this real martial arts seven-section formation is indeed unpredictable, especially among the seven people who preside over the formation, four of them are The world's top masters, even if the opponent has two Buddhist formations, they still have a great possibility of winning.

"Please, all eminent monks of Shaolin!" Mo Li shouted loudly, emphasizing the word eminent monk.

The group of monks couldn't help feeling strange when they heard this, but they are monks, they don't have a thick skin, how can they hang around?
They formed their own formations, and the three of them in the Vajra Subduing Demon Circle were in the state of three talents, surrounding the Seven Heroes, and the eighteen arhats each held a stick and were in the outermost circle, while inside, the Seven Heroes stood in their respective positions and drew out their long swords together .

All of a sudden, the supreme aura of Buddhism and Taoism unfolded in the arena, and a sense of oppressive oppression dissipated before it started, and all the heroes present felt very nervous.

Shaolin vs. Wudang, two teams vs. one team!
"Amitabha!"

The three old monks clasped their hands together suddenly, and when they proclaimed the Buddha's name, the eighteen stick monks shouted loudly in unison, and in an instant, the two bursts of energy merged without hindrance, connected with each other as one, and formed a burst impressively!
"Get up!"

Song Yuanqiao sternly shouted, the true qi in the bodies of the seven Wudang people circulated endlessly, and the roiling heat waves that belonged exclusively to the Pure Yang Wuji Kungfu scattered away. The location of the seven people, in an instant, seemed like a huge oven!
call out!
The sound of breaking through the sky suddenly sounded, but the three black cables, like three long dragons, attacked together, eighteen sticks followed like a shadow, and twenty-one weapons suddenly gathered together, turning into a ferocious black dragon with teeth and claws. It also carries a supreme Buddha power to suppress demons!

This scene directly shocked everyone on the spot. Is this really the martial arts that mortals know? !

Li Li's expression tightened, he had already realized why he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity with the opponent's formation!
It turned out that the formation used to protect King Ruyang was the Arhat Demon Demon Formation of Shaolin Temple.

Shaolin Temple has been colluding with the Tartars!

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(End of this chapter)