The national teacher does not practice

Chapter 281 Climb a mountain and have a dream ([-] words, please subscribe)
"Crack!"

Along the river bank, with this crisp sound ringing in everyone's ears, the discussion on the field seemed to be put on pause.

At this moment, almost everyone turned their attention to the long pavilion.

He saw Ji Pingan, who was sitting calmly in the pavilion, and the crazy Jingguang Bodhisattva, who still had golden light flowing from his forehead, and stumbled out.

"Buddha?!" Dahuyuan, who was muscular and holding a gold-plated Zen staff, screamed, his expression suddenly changing.

As a Buddhist monk, he didn't understand that the broken Buddha's heart meant that the practitioner's foundation of the great path had been washed away.

But how is it possible? !
In the past few days, although he still did not know the true identities of Jingguang and Liuli, he already knew that both of them were in the realm of reborn Bodhisattvas.

Therefore, I have full confidence in this battle.

But at this moment, Ji Ping'an didn't even take action, so Ji Ping'an defeated Buddha with just a few words?Leading to madness?
Are the so-called "Mahayana" and "Hinayana" statements really correct?

Otherwise, how could the mind of a Bodhisattva be destroyed?
People outside the pavilion did not hear the private chat between the two, and they did not know that the Buddhist verse and that period of history that Ji Ping'an said was the real straw that broke Jingguang's mind.

In their eyes, it was just that when Ji Ping'an talked about Mahayana, Buddhist disciples were still trying not to believe it, and even then it looked like this...

"Don't stop!"

Seeing a monk trying to block him, Master Changmei suddenly shouted in a deep voice, and sighed in the confused eyes of the other monks:
"Let him go."

"But, this fight..." Zhike Monk opened his mouth.

Master Changmei shook his head, looked at Sanqing Temple opposite, and said in an emotionless voice:
"In this case, the Buddha admits defeat."

Admit defeat!

Did Ji Sichen win this battle with Fozi?

When he said this sentence, the whole place was shocked. The people didn't care about "Buddha's heart" or "Buddha's Dharma", they only cared about winning or losing.

At this time, there was a sudden noise, and even the Buddha who knocked away the crowd and ran towards who knows where outside the crowd didn't care much anymore.

"Did Ji Sichen win this match?"

Magistrate Yuhang couldn't believe it, still as if he was in a dream.

Next to him, Ye Hongling still couldn't hide the look of shock on her face.

This was completely different from what she had imagined. There was no actual confrontation, and Ji Ping'an won in an understatement.

"Incredible." Qin Leyou marveled. The prodigal son resisted the urge to stand up and cheer, and murmured:

"It's okay to fucking do this."

Han Qingsong also had a strange expression and said:
"Is this considered cheating? The theory Ji Ping'an mentioned was inherited from the Imperial Master."

Qin Leyou glanced at him and said:

"Isn't debating just about quoting scriptures? When we debate in the academy, don't we also have to quote the words of ancient sages?"

Han Qingsong thought it made sense, but he always felt that something was not quite right.

in the crowd.

"Tsk, this Buddha has gone crazy even without being beaten."

The first-generation God Emperor stood on the carriage with his hands on his hips, looking out at the crowd. As he gradually ran away, the Pure Light Bodhisattva who was being pointed at muttered:

"I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing."

"What?" Xue Ji asked with the corners of her mouth raised under her veil.

Obviously in a good mood.

Fang Shijie said, neither salty nor cool:

"The broken Buddha's heart is supposed to break his determination to continue to advance, but at the same time, it also unblocks the hearts of these powerful Buddhists. Let's not talk about what will happen if these Mahayana remarks spread, let's just talk about this Buddhist disciple. , maybe it can be broken and then re-established, and then there will be a chance to hit the realm of Shen Zang. Hey, but who cares, the chance is too small, not to mention it would be good to cause some trouble for Buddhism. "

The God Emperor has always had a fun-loving mentality.

……

observatory.

"Run away now? What kind of Buddhist strongman is worse than me?"

Xie Wensheng held the wine jar, looked at the scene on the scroll, and curled his lips with disdain.

Qin Tianjian was silent and did not say a word.

Xie Wensheng suddenly said:
"But this will be interesting. In this way, after losing for a while, if the other Buddha girl also loses, it will be really great fun."

Jian Zheng is not so optimistic:
"Ji Ping'an's victory was a coincidence, and it seems that the true identity of this Buddhist disciple is also very special, otherwise the response would not have been so great. But Yu Yu's side did not have such good luck."

Xie Wensheng nodded, agreeing with this judgment, and then muttered:

"Didn't you say that Xin Yaoguang's dharma body is also in the city? She had the foresight to not come to the scene, otherwise wouldn't it be embarrassing? Speaking of which, she is probably paying attention to the situation here."

As he spoke, he turned his head and looked in the direction of Sanqing Temple.

……

Inside the Sanqingguan.

Among the layered buildings, the Taoist temple today was particularly cold. Only a few disciples were on duty, and the rest went to the Changting Pavilion to watch the battle.

Xin Yaoguang sat alone in the quiet room, closing his eyes and practicing, but he still couldn't calm down.

From time to time he raised his head and looked in the direction of the fight, but he resisted the urge to spread his consciousness time and time again.

"At this time, it's time to decide the winner in the first round. I wonder what happened to that girl Yu Yu."

Xin Yaoguang's long eyelashes held the sun, and worry appeared on her flawless face.

She was prepared to lose in the fight, but she still had some hopes in her heart.

"That's all, Buddhism is planning carefully. How can the two little guys defeat the Buddhist Bodhisattva? I just hope that this failure will not dampen their desire to seek the Tao." Xin Yaoguang sighed.

Suddenly in my mind, I recalled a saying that the old Imperial Master once said many years ago:
the Rainbow comes after the storm?
Shaking his head, Xin Yaoguang began to think about how to take the opportunity to reform the sect's plan after losing.

……

Ten Mile Pavilion.

With the exit of Fozi, people finally turned their attention to the river in the distance again, and there was another battle.

And at this moment, the two sides in the fierce battle finally decided the winner. With a "boom" collision, the two light groups violently clashed.

Not long after, one of them dimmed first, and a figure wearing red and white robes fell slumped toward the river.

The Master of Sanqing Temple who was staring over there flicked his whisk, and an invisible flying sword whizzed out in the blink of an eye.

In the midst of lightning and flint, he picked up the fallen Yu Yu and dragged him back to the shore.

At the same time, the Master of Sanqing Temple sighed and said:

"This time, Buddhism wins."

The cheers of the people in the distance stopped suddenly, and the high mood was suddenly interrupted.

The originally restless square finally calmed down again.

The originally depressed and anxious Buddhists let out a long breath. Although the Buddha was unexpectedly defeated, the Buddha lived up to expectations and successfully advanced.

In this way, although they failed to achieve a comprehensive victory, they finally preserved the last dignity of Buddhism.

"puff!"

On the shore, Yu Yu suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and his delicate face was as pale as paper.

She was almost exhausted and managed to stand up. Her brand new robe was in tatters, showing the intensity of the battle.

She stood in despair, feeling the thorns on her back and not daring to look behind her.

At this moment, the girl, who had always been quirky and always proud, seemed to have suddenly lost her support. She just pursed her lips and remained motionless.

Until Ji Pingan slowly walked out of the pavilion, smiled and patted her shoulder:

"Okay, don't stand there stupidly."

At the same time, light cyan starlight emitted from his palm, activating wood spells to quickly heal Yu Yu's injuries.

Only then did Yu Yu come back to his senses, curling his lips in grievance, with tears almost rolling in his eyes:

"me……"

Ji Ping'an smiled and comforted:

"Okay, so many people are watching. Maintain your image as a saint. Leave the rest to me."

Yu Yu bit his lip so hard that it almost bled. He straightened his waist obediently and raised his chin, trying to maintain the saint's dignified demeanor.

Soon after, he realized something and blinked:
"Wait...you...won?!"

She and Liuli were fighting to the death just now. Both parties focused all their attention and did not dare to be distracted at all, so they had no idea what was happening on the shore.

Yu Yu just thought that both of them were defeated, and he had already begun to imagine in his mind that he and Ji Ping'an became the sinners of Dazhou together, and that they were cast aside while walking on the road.

But then I realized something was wrong.

Ji Ping'an looked at her silly look and couldn't help but want to laugh, but he was a professional after all, so he held it back.

He turned his head and looked at the "Buddha Girl" who was returning from the river step by step - she was still covering her face with a magic hat, as if she was deliberately hiding her appearance.

Why don't you want to see anyone?
Could it be that...she looks too similar to her previous life?Worried about exposing your identity?Being targeted?Ji Ping'an thought to himself.

He has seen a lot of reborn people now, including those who were completely misplaced like the first generation God Emperor, and others who looked very similar to their previous lives like Xue Ji.

So it's easy to guess.

"Wow—"

Accompanied by the sound of water waves, Liuli stepped ashore, and her eyes fell on the star officer in front. The stars flowed on the black robe, setting off a mysterious aura. His appearance was unfamiliar, and so was his temperament.

He looked unrecognizable.

Liuli's gaze only stayed for a second, then moved away and returned to the Buddhist team to adjust her breath. Only then did she notice that the Buddha had disappeared and asked:

"Where is Liao Chen?"

The Dainuyuan wanted to answer, but was blocked by the leader:

"You don't need to know now. We'll discuss everything after the fight is over. Buddha unexpectedly lost, so take the first step now. Next, you must win in the second round."

Liuli looked indifferent, nodded and said, "Okay."

Regardless of her past life or this life, except for the hundred days when she was trapped in the well with Li Yang, she always seemed to look like this:

Indifferent, indifferent, holy.

It seemed that nothing could disturb her mind.

The head of Bodhidharma Academy knew about her previous life situation, so he took out a Buddhist sticker from his arms and handed it to her:
"I'll ask about the heart later to test the practitioner's mental tenacity. There are strong men from the Great Zhou Dynasty in Yuhang, so we can't do anything about it, but this post was given by the Lord Buddha before he left. It can help you stabilize your state of mind."

Liuli glanced at it with almost transparent eyes and said:
"I do not need."

But the old monk looked at her deeply and said, "No, you need it."

……

On the other side, Yu Yu, who returned to his seat at the Taoist gate in a daze, swallowed the elixir to warm his body.

At the same time, after hearing how Ji Ping'an destroyed the Taoist heart of Buddha with his words, the girl was dumbfounded and completely shocked.

Before the fight, she secretly thought that after many days of devilish training by her master, she would be able to show off her skills. If Ji Pingan was defeated, she could hold on to the overall situation.

But unexpectedly, the result was exactly the opposite.

Now looking at Ji Ping'an's spotless robe, looking effortless, and then looking at his dirty little hands and depleted Qi sea, Yu Yu felt aggrieved and wanted to cry.

Fortunately, although she lost, because Ji Ping'an won one game first, the people's emotions were relatively stable.

Instead of focusing too much attention on her, the loser, they all stared at Ji Pingan and Liuli, discussing how to compete in the second round.

"Since there is a winner and loser for both sides in one round of fighting, then it is time for the second round. I, the Buddhist sect, will propose the question." The leader of Bodhidharma Academy stood up with a calm demeanor.

It seems that he has completely recovered from his previous gaffe.

His eyebrows trembled and he said calmly:
"This second round is about the determination to seek enlightenment in the school. Whether it is a Buddhist or a monk in the Great Zhou Dynasty, if you want to reach the top, mental toughness should be the first..."

At this point, the old monk was a little speechless, because just now the Buddha's Taoist heart collapsed...it was very embarrassing.

But he could only bite the bullet, took out a long scroll from his sleeve, and said:
"This painting is my Buddhist treasure. In the painting, there is a rubbing of Mount Sumeru. Both sides of the battle enter the painting. They are arranged on the left and right of the mountain. They climb higher step by step. They will be tested by reincarnation along the way. The one who reaches the top of the mountain first wins."

After saying that, the old monk shook slightly!
Whoa!
The scroll swelled in the wind and suddenly fell over the pavilion. It could be seen clearly from a distance.

On the scroll, there is a green peak.

And a soft light shines downward.

Upon seeing this, Liuli Bodhisattva stood up silently and stepped into the range of light. In an instant, the figure disappeared and the whole person appeared at the left foot of Qingfeng in the picture scroll.

Ji Ping'an raised his eyebrows, turned his head and gave Yu Yu a reassuring look, then he happily stepped into the light, and his figure slowly faded away.

Then, in front of everyone, at the foot of the mountain on the right side of Qingfeng, another Two-dimensional figure appeared.

Liuli is on the left, Ji Ping'an is on the right, and in the middle is a mountain covered with mist.

Such magical means immediately opened the eyes of the people. Even the Pei mother and her son were all wide-eyed.

"How can such a magic weapon absorb people into it? Could it be that there is a small world?"

Li Xiangjun was amazed that although the Pei family was from a wealthy family, the so-called magic weapons hidden in the house were just like children's toys in comparison.

Pei Qian grasped a new pear and explained excitedly:

"What does this mean? When the gods were offering great rewards, there was a world in that page of Taoist scriptures. I was with..."

Mrs. Pei and her daughter looked at their noses with their eyes, and their noses with their hearts, and did not listen to his boasting.

"Where is the danger in Mount Sumeru? What are Ji Sichen's chances of winning?" Magistrate Yuhang asked worriedly.

Ye Hongling shook her head and said:

"As far as I know, this treasure does not test the current cultivation level of the school, but only tests whether the monks in the school are firm in their Taoism. Once they are involved in mountain climbing, they will enter their own reincarnation. The monks' past life, such as the most fearful and the most sentimental, will all be reflected in the past. It will appear in their minds, and outsiders have no way of knowing it. A mountain like this is a spiritual practice in itself."

Magistrate Yuhang was shocked, thinking that ordinary people like him would definitely not be able to pass such a test.

"Young master, I'm in trouble. This time the question is from Buddhism. There's no way to get around it using the same method as last time." In the crowd, Huang He was a little anxious.

Mu Yaoyao was beside her angrily:

"This Buddhist sect is so narrow-minded. Didn't we just break the Taoist heart of their Buddhist disciples? Why can't we afford to lose? In turn, we will test our Taoist heart. This Mount Sumeru looks very powerful. If Senior Brother is on his way to climb the mountain, What should I do if I can’t hold on and my Taoist heart is damaged?”

Huang He thought to himself that this was not because Buddhism held grudges, that was probably the original arrangement.

Only Xue Ji and the first-generation God Emperor looked at each other and seemed quite relaxed. If it were higher than their cultivation level, they would be even more worried.

But test the Taoist heart?Are you sure you want to be as tough as a former Shenzang monk?

……

Taoist seat.

Yu Yu nervously held the corners of his clothes with his little hands, looked up at the scroll, and said:
"It's over, it is indeed like this! This is a conspiracy, and there is no comparison with this."

She was a little annoyed and had just forgotten to remind Ji Pingan that she would give up if she couldn't hold on any longer.

How can he, a young star official who has only practiced for half a year, compare his Taoist mind with a Bodhisattva?

What?Are you talking about a Buddha whose heart has been broken?That's the exception...

Yu Yucai didn't think that this "Buddha girl" would be as shy as the "Buddha son".

"Looking at her cold look, she is just a clay and wooden sculpture with no emotions. This kind of person has no emotions at all. She is probably an old nun who has kept the Buddhist rules and precepts all her life. Her Taoist heart must be perfect. Moreover, there is no way to talk in this Mount Sumeru. Ji Ping'an can't use the same rhetoric as the national master..."

The more Yu Yu thought about it, the more anxious he became. He turned around to look at his brothers and sisters, and saw that the Taoist priests, including the master of Sanqing Temple, could not hide their uneasiness.

Correspondingly, the Buddhist side smiled again, and the corners of Daihuin's mouth turned up. Fortunately, they still had a Bodhisattva with them.

Only the head of Bodhidharma Academy had an expressionless face, and there was a hint of worry in his eyes as he looked at Mount Sumeru.

Among everyone present, he was the only one who knew that Liuli Bodhisattva's Buddha's heart had been broken by a man hundreds of years ago.

Barely bridged.

"I just hope that the little star official will be defeated as soon as possible and not last too long..."

……

……

In Mount Xumi, there are clouds and mist.

When Ji Ping'an opened his eyes again, he found that he was standing at the foot of a mountain, with a door woven from firewood in front of him.

Behind the door is a path paved with bluestones.

The green bamboos on the side of the road gradually lift up and spread, gradually entering the bamboo forest and sliding into the dense forest and green grass on the mountainside.

Looking up, I saw Qingfeng overflowing with spiritual energy, shrouded in clouds and mist, with only a single grain of the sun floating in the air and misty white clouds.

"Mount Sumeru." Ji Pingan murmured softly, with a lot of emotion in his voice.

He was no stranger to this mountain peak, because he had also set foot on Mount Sumeru to see the scenery a long time ago.

However, what he stepped on was a real mountain, not a false painting.

"But I've been to the top of the real Mount Sumeru, so if it's fake, what's the hindrance?"

He thought to himself and smiled, just think of it as nostalgia.

Then, he opened the door and began to climb up the mountain road.

After entering here, all practitioners will lose their strength, so they cannot use magic to speed up their pace.

Fortunately, he was not in a hurry and could just enjoy the scenery.

The road was wide at first, but gradually became narrower. Among the green forests, you can also see the remaining Buddhist inscriptions on the moss-covered cliffs.

……

At the same time, on the other side of Mount Sumeru.

The Liuli Bodhisattva, who was wearing a bamboo hat, also opened the door, raised her head, and her black hair flowed down. She looked at the top of the mountain quietly for a long time before finally taking the first step.

ps: When I wrote the previous chapter, I was really thinking about Dafeng Haha, but when I was writing this chapter, I was thinking about the part where Jiang Ye, Ning Que and Long Qing were climbing together.Of course, the plot will definitely be different. There will be a very interesting design here, which I will write for you tomorrow.

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