Under the sky

Chapter 311 Destroying Buddha with Buddha

It was never a good idea to let the old and tired Juekong rest. He had already completed the unknown salute. He held onto Bubi, his hands naturally dropped, and he strode toward Juekong, seemingly unprepared.After taking two steps, he flicked his right wrist, and a bolt of lightning flew towards the door in front of Juekong, then suddenly fell and turned towards his lower abdomen.When Juekong reached out to grab it like lightning, it suddenly fluttered upward in an unreasonable direction.

Juekong leaned his upper body back slightly, and the blade almost touched the bridge of his nose. He flicked his wrist again for unknown reasons, and pulled Bubi Wei back before Juekong could grab the chain.Juekong took a step forward. The distance between the two was only two feet. This step was extremely far. He slashed with his left palm and a sharp palm wind hit his face.

Nine feet!Ming unknown judged the distance, ducked down to avoid the palm's energy, and unexpectedly turned into a silver dragon circling around him, and wandered to the left, circling around Juekong.The silver dragon seemed to be protecting the whole body, but the dragon's head was raised and biting Juekong from all directions from time to time. Juekong used his body as a pillar and did not follow him. He could only dodge sideways and suddenly struck the silver dragon with his left palm. Mighty and unknown, I felt the chain on my hand tilted due to the force, and the dragon body made of iron chains sunk inward, as if a hole had been punched in it.

Unknown Ming exerted more force on his wrist, and the dragon's body took shape again.Juekong raised his Qi fiercely and struck another palm, causing the dragon's body to dent again.Before the dragon's body could recover, Juekong struck out with another palm. No matter how Ming Wuji turned around, his palms were all directed towards Ming Wuxi, and they all hit the same position on the silver dragon.One palm after another, until at the eighth palm, the silver dragon collapsed, revealing a large empty door. Juekong, who had been standing there to face the enemy, took a step forward and pushed towards the empty door with both hands.

As early as when Juekong hit the silver dragon with his first palm, Ming Wu knew that the silver dragon could not hold on and would collapse at the ninth palm, and Juekong would be able to enter the palace.He wanted to consume Juekong's physical strength, and deliberately caused the silver dragon to collapse in the eighth palm just to leave some remaining energy.

With a flick of his right hand, the silver dragon formed another whirlpool and wrapped around Juekong's left palm. The silver light bit towards Juekong's left arm.The bite came with great force, I felt Kong shrink his arm, but still shot out with his right palm.Ming took an unknown step forward, seemingly moving forward, but his body drifted backwards, and he shot forward with his left palm.The power of the two palms surged, and Ming Unknown's body floated backwards. He pulled back Bu Buyi with a tug of his wrist.

He didn't want to live or die with Juekong, he just wanted to leave. He touched the ground with his left foot and flew backwards like an arrow.Juekong realized that he was about to escape, he stamped his feet, and rushed forward like thunder. He reached forward with his left hand, grabbed the incredible iron chain and pulled hard. He was about to retreat to the railing outside the tower when he suddenly tightened his right hand. , a strong force pulled him back from mid-air.

Ming was unknown in mid-air with nowhere to rely on, so he reacted faster than ordinary people. He made a thousand pieces of gold fall, and his feet immediately fell down and were firmly nailed to the ground.But Juekong's internal strength was truly astonishing. Even though his feet were firmly nailed, he was still pulled forward, leaving two shallow marks on the floor.

Juekong raised his right hand. Seeing that he could not avoid the palm, he suddenly ducked down and used the force of the pull to move his body to the left.The iron chain rotated with him, wrapping around behind Juekong. If Juekong didn't let go, he would be entangled.

Juekong's body then spun up, twisted around to get rid of the iron chain, and threw himself towards Ming Wuxiang.

As early as eight years ago, Juekong knew that Mingwu's talent was amazing, but he didn't know until this moment that Mingwu's talent was far more amazing than he thought. It was not just kung fu and power, but also the speed of response. No matter what he faced, Regardless of the situation, you can always think of the best way to deal with it.

Therefore, this person cannot stay.

Juekong slashed out with his right palm in mid-air. Unexpectedly, he turned back on the defensive and bullied himself forward. His left hand was in the shape of a flower, and he used his finger power to pop out.

Fingers?
Feeling that he was in the air, he couldn't dodge, so he deflected his right palm and twisted his fingers, turning his body to the right.This rapid pull caused a burst of pain in the chest, which was caused by the two ribs that were broken by Jue Jian.

Is this also an obvious and unknown plan?

Unknown, he took advantage of the opportunity to force himself in front of Juekong, and clasped Juekong's left arm with his left hand.

Dragon claw hand?
This grasp is enough to break bones and flesh, and I feel like the air force is strong on my arms, and my arm muscles are bulging.Five unknown fingers tore through the sleeves of the robe, leaving scratches on Juekong's arm. They grabbed Juekong's pulse gate, and Juekong flipped his left hand open.Ming-Unknown reached down with his left hand, grabbed the hanging handle of the knife and stabbed Juekong's wrist, forcing Juekong to let go of the chain. Ming-Unknown took the weapon back again.

But Juekong didn't give Ming Wuxi a chance to escape, so he bullied him forward and used his palm instead of the sword to slash down the magic sword from the left and right, blocking Ming Wuxi's retreat, and then he flew up with seven legs in a row, like wind and lightning.

It was unknown and he retreated while fighting. He was forced to the wall. Seeing that there was no way to retreat, he stabbed with a short dagger in his left hand, using the "Dharma Sword" in the 72 stunt.Juekong turned his head to dodge, and an unknown flying kick came. It was Jue Guang's unique skill, Shadow Kick. He struck out with his right palm, which was the power of the Mercy Sword. He used the Great Vajra Palm with his left palm. With a bang, both of their bodies were A flash.It is unknown whether he puts his hands together and releases his palm energy, which is the Amitabha Palm.

The two exchanged more than ten moves, and Ming and Unknown successively used six of the 72 stunts. Although their internal strength was not as deep and mellow as Jue Jian and others, their moves were rigorous and exquisite.Juekong's expression remained unchanged, and he only used the Great Vajra Palm to fight back. One of the two had a solemn expression, while the other had an expressionless face, showing neither the ferocity of a life-or-death struggle.

Suddenly, Ming Wuxi waved his sleeve with his right hand, and his true energy surged. He used the demon-subduing skill of Kasaya. Juekong suppressed Shihui with one force. With a clap of his Vajra Palm, he penetrated the bulging sleeve and hit Ming Wushi's wrist directly.

This palm was enough to injure Ming Wuxi, but Ming Wuxi didn't seem to notice it. He thrust his right hand forward, grabbed Juekong's wrist and twisted it.The Nirvana Claw has only three moves in total. Each move is divided into pieces of gold and broken jade. When placed on the wrist, even if the arm bone is not broken, the wrist will be dislocated.

Juekong did not resist, his body suddenly turned sideways, and he twisted around to break free from the restraints. His left foot fell vertically in mid-air, like an ax hitting Ming Wuxiang's forehead.Ming turned his head to avoid it and unexpectedly thrust it into Juekong's calf. However, he felt a strong force running down his arm. His right shoulder was suddenly dislocated and blood appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Although the injury was serious, an unknown knife stabbed into Juekong's calf. Although it was unable to penetrate deep, it created a foot-long wound.Juekong's calf was in severe pain, but Ming Wuxiang's right hand was useless. Juekong used both palms to strike Ming Wuxiang to death. There was another loud noise, and Mingwuji ducked down to avoid it. His palms hit the wall, causing bricks to fly.

Mingshi avoided the fatal blow and rolled along the ground. He held his right shoulder with his left hand and hit the wall hard. In an instant, he reconnected the dislocated right shoulder.Just as Juekong was about to chase him, he felt a sharp pain in his left leg. Although he knew it was unknown, his movements were not slowed down by the pain.

Could it be that exchanging a shoulder injury for a chance to escape was an obvious and unknown plan?
I saw Ming Wuxi running towards the outside of the pagoda. Juekong took off the Buddhist beads from his chest and threw them vigorously. It was full of real power and accurate in direction, blocking Ming Wuxi's path.As soon as the unknown attack slowed down, Juekong took the opportunity to rush forward and swung out his palms. His strength was almost exhausted. This was the last wave of offensive.

If this evildoer is not eliminated today, he will become a big trouble!

There were sudden hurried footsteps at the top of the stairs, and a figure rushed towards...

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Jue Guan was panting. He had killed four assassins. Although Liao Wu and Liao Zheng also killed two assassins each, and even the injured Jue Jian also killed three assassins. However, there were too many people surrounding him, and he still made a sound when waving his staff. Hehe, but he knew that the defeat was certain, and there were figures around him.

No chance of winning, no chance of winning.Even so, Jueguan did not intend to surrender.A knife hit his old body, he smashed the other person's Tianling Cap with a stick, and the Eightfold Path gun broke another person's chest, but he himself was also hit in the palm, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood at the end of his life.

Two long swords pierced Wu's chest and lower abdomen. Wu screamed and fell to the ground dead.

"Stop!" Juewen finally woke up from the hesitation. Even though he didn't know which side he should take, he would never go wrong in saving a fellow practitioner from the assassin.He fluttered his palms and inserted himself into the battle circle. He saved Jie Zheng, who had been stabbed twice, and threw himself at the assassins who were besieging Juejian.

"Don't fight! Stop!" Kyawun shouted, "Abbott, we have been completely defeated!"

"We?" Juejian was panting, his monk's robes were covered with bloodstains, and he pointed angrily at Juewen, "We are disciples of the Buddha, you are a traitor to the Buddha!"

Jue Wen felt sad, but he knew that if he continued to fight, all the monks would be killed, so he had no choice but to advise: "Abbott, admit defeat! The leader of Juekong may not necessarily kill you!"

Juejian looked around, and saw that Juekuan was still fighting hard. Zhuozheng, Juekuan, and Jueming were wounded and fell to the ground. They were surrounded by enemies. He couldn't help feeling sad and heartbroken.I had planned so hard, but what went wrong?Is it true that if the Tao is one foot high and the devil is one foot high, Shaolin's thousand-year-old foundation will be ruined?

How could the Buddha's birthday be the time when Shaolin destroyed the Buddha?
Two lines of hot tears flowed down, and Juejian sighed: "Juejian, Shaolin Buddhism was destroyed today by your hands and mine!" After saying that, he suddenly raised his palm and struck his forehead.

Jue Wen screamed, but he couldn't stop him. The palm of Mercy Knife was so powerful that he saw his skull shattered and he fell to the ground softly.Jue Wen hugged Jue Jian's body and couldn't help but burst into tears: "Abbott..."

Juejian said in a trembling voice: "I'm a poor monk... don't be a hostage. Juewen... Shaolin... can't be... without..."

Before the word "Buddha" came out of his mouth, his neck went limp and he felt that he had died.

Jue Wen felt great grief in his heart and hugged Jue Jian's body tightly, feeling deeply regretful.He put Juejian's body down and saw that Juejian was still under siege. He rushed forward and knocked down the two assassins with his palms flying. Just as he was about to rescue Juejian, he suddenly felt the strong wind behind him. He hurriedly ducked to dodge. Attack from behind.

The knife in this nest was still stabbed at one's own people at the last moment.

Jue Guan cursed angrily: "Jue Wen, you are a sinner of Shaolin!"

Jue Hear knew in his heart that he had to stop Jue Guan in order to save him. When he saw Jue Guan swiping at him with his staff, he shouted loudly: "First officer, stop fighting!" He said and grabbed Jue Guan's staff with his palms like electricity.Jue Guan's strength was exhausted and he couldn't take it back. Jue Wen shouted: "Let go!"

A long knife penetrated Jue Guan's chest from behind, and the sudden change made Jue Wen stunned.Jueguan glared and gnashed his teeth, opened his mouth suddenly, and a mouthful of blood spurted out all over Juewen's head and face.

When Jue Guan fell down, he saw the familiar face outside the Shaolin Temple running towards the Ci Guang Pagoda.The man pushed aside the crowd, looked at the ground and then ran towards the top of the tower.

In an instant, Jue Guan remembered who this person was.I have seen him several times in Zhengye Hall. He has been wanted by Shaolin for many years. How could he appear here?

Jueguan didn't figure it out, and he died.

※A figure ran up the stairs, and a fierce palm force came. Juekong noticed the sneak attack, turned around and raised his palm to meet it.There were several slapping sounds in succession, and the two of them had already exchanged palms. The opponent was using the Grand Prajna Palm that Juekong was most familiar with.

The person who came was not a monk. Although this person did not have the foundation of the Yi Jin Sutra, his palm power was overwhelming, no less than that of the monks of Juezi generation.Feeling that his air power was exhausted, he took one step back with each palm strike, and in the blink of an eye he took four or five steps back.

Although his hair and beard had changed, Juekong immediately called out this man's name.

"Be careful!"

Ming Wuxiang, who was running to the edge of the tower, was about to jump out when he heard the sound and stopped and turned around.

Liao Xin forced Juekong back and shouted: "Xiang'er, run away!" Then he ran towards Ming Wuxiang, grabbed his left hand, and the two of them jumped at the same time.

Juekong did not pursue him. He only felt a sweetness in his throat, blood spurting out of his mouth, and his legs and feet were weak.But he didn't bend his knees, took a deep breath, and still stood up straight.

There were chaotic footsteps downstairs. When the leader saw Juekong, he bowed respectfully: "The abbot has committed suicide. Juekuan and Luowu have died. The three monks, Jueguang, Jueming and Zhuozheng, have been captured."

Did Sue commit suicide?Will he still cause trouble to me until the day he dies?
Juekong nodded: "Follow me."

He had serious internal injuries, was depleted of energy, and extremely tired, but he still had a lot to do.

He staged a coup.For many years, he has been setting up his eyes and ears in the Buddhist capital. As early as the year before last, when he noticed strange behavior in an open brothel, he became suspicious and made arrangements.He first arranged more confidants in the Buddhist capital, and then used the 20 taels of silver squeezed from Zide to recruit a private army. This private army will arrive soon. He also invited five people for today's matter. There are more than ten night list masters, ten of whom have other tasks.

He was the same as Jue Jian. He informed Jue Ji and Ling Ping of his plan until three days ago. At the same time, he selected [-] lay disciples and granted them the opportunity.He arranged carefully and took advantage of the Buddha's birthday when the monks were scattered everywhere.

The massacre of the monks was just the beginning. With the cooperation of outside assassins and lay disciples, nearly a thousand monks who stayed in the Shaolin Temple were slaughtered, and less than a hundred escaped.The monks and lay disciples who were in the Buddhist capital to welcome the guests and heard about the great changes came one after another. The monks did not have a leader and were too messy. There were at least ten people and no more than dozens of people in a group, like sheep waiting to be slaughtered entering a slaughterhouse. As soon as he entered the Shaolin Temple, he was ambushed by assassins. Some lay disciples who did not know their situation were accidentally killed because of their resistance.

The monk soldiers and lay disciples stationed at the Wuming Temple didn't know what was going on. A monk who escaped from the Shaolin Temple said that Juekong had rebelled, and they immediately became tense.The leaders of both sides did not receive the order, so they could only listen to the news and comfort their men.When the people who came to Buddha to worship the Buddha heard about the great change, they hurriedly went down the mountain, blocking the mountain road with water, and countless people were trampled to death.

Juekong ordered the door of the Shaolin Temple to be closed tightly. Before dusk, Jia Zizhu, a lay disciple named Jue Zhu who was one of the lay monks, led two thousand lay disciples privately recruited by Juekong and came to block the road from the Buddhist capital to the foot of the mountain. The common people let them go, but they killed any monks who came down the mountain. Many monks who were not from Shaolin and came just for the birthday of the Buddha were also killed.

After initially controlling the situation, Juekong summoned his close disciples and assigned them to each of the four courtyards. They collected the bodies and left the lay disciples to their own places. He also summoned Jue Wen and reported to his disciples that Jue Wen was chanting sutras in the Mahavira Hall and refused to come. .

Juekong pondered for a long time and left Puxian Yuan.The lay disciples were stacking the corpses of monks one after another on carts, or even dragging them directly. The corpses in Zhenglv Pavilion were the most numerous.The strong smell of blood filled the road, and the cleaning disciples poured water on the ground to wash away the blood.

Nearly a thousand corpses were piled on the road leading to the Main Hall. The yellow monk's robes and the dried dark red blood looked like a strangely colored hill.

Lay disciples carrying weapons saluted Juekong as they passed by. They were searching for the remaining monks in the temple. Juekong nodded and walked all the way to the Main Hall.

He was very tired, but he still had too much to deal with.

Maybe it's not right to kill someone without knowing it. It's a waste of energy. He didn't expect this young man to have an unnatural talent. This made Juekong reconsider whether Jing's original words were true.

When he came to the Mahavira Hall, the evergreen lantern was still bright, but the Sanskrit chants of the past no longer existed.Juewen sat on his knees in front of the Tathagata's Dharma image, holding Buddha beads and chanting the mantra of rebirth in the Pure Land in a low voice. Although his voice was low, it kept echoing in the empty hall.

"Jueji is seriously injured and cannot see anything. I need your help." Juekong spoke as straight to the point as ever.

Juewen stopped chanting sutras, slowly raised his head to look at the Buddha statue, and suddenly asked: "Are you afraid of the first throne of Juekong?"

Juekong raised his head. He saw the Tathagata's majestic appearance and his kind eyebrows lowered. The huge Buddha statue felt inexplicably oppressive at this moment, as if it could crush him into powder with just one palm strike.

"Afraid." Juekong replied, "I am afraid that the Buddha will destroy Shaolin."

"The chief has never believed in the abbot's reforms?" Juewen asked.

"I didn't believe him from the beginning." Juekong replied, "I was just waiting for the right time, waiting for him to propose restructuring before taking action."

"What if the abbot really wants to reform?" asked Jiaowen, "Isn't this possible? What if it is true?"

"The reform must be carried out in my hands so that I can feel at ease." Juekong said, "If there is a mistake, I can only say regret."

"More than 1000 lives!" Juewen suddenly stood up and looked at Juekong, his eyes red, "Just a regret?"

"I have no mercy." Juekong answered briefly and forcefully, "And I am right."

Juewen fell down on the futon. He knew what kind of person Juekong was. In order to maintain the existence of Shaolin, even if tens of thousands or 10 people died, Juekong would not frown. Even if the people of the four provinces suffered endless suffering, he would not frown. In exchange for a look of pity from Juekong.

"The poor monk is old." Jue Wen bowed to the ground, "The poor monk wants to find a pure place to focus on the Dharma. In Shaolin, the poor monk cannot practice."

"You can't retire." Juekong said, "You have always devoted yourself to Buddhism. The righteous monks are not very hostile to you. There are still three thousand disciples stationed in the Buddhist capital, half of them are monks. They are in chaos and need you to surrender. In addition, we must call in reinforcements. Hengshan team, you still need to appease the monks from the three provinces and continue to promote Shaolin reform."

"The poor monk can do nothing." Jie Wen still refused.

"You can't refuse," Juekong said. "Jueming, Jueguang, and Zhuozhen are still in prison. If you refuse, these three monks will be of no use. If the more than 1000 monks in the Buddhist capital cannot surrender, I can only Even if you slaughter them, these lives still depend on your hands."

Jaya Wen was taken aback.

"Not only can you not retire, but I also want you to take over Shaolin." Juekong said slowly, "You want to become the new abbot of Shaolin."

Juewen was even more surprised. He did not expect that Juekong would threaten the life of a monk, nor did he expect that Juekong would want to serve as abbot himself.

Juekong's majestic body suddenly swayed, and the majestic and motionless mountain actually wavered for a moment. Juewen sensed something was wrong and hurriedly stood up to support Juekong, who almost fell.

"I have sent people to assassinate Jueru." Juekong tried his best to maintain his dignity, but his tone was weak.He consumed too much. He fought four master monks in a row, and fought against Ming Wuxiang and Xin Xin. After that, he not only did not rest, but also arranged many things. He was already exhausted mentally and physically. What kept him from falling was his belief in maintaining Shaolin.

"You have to appease the monk and take charge of the overall situation." Juekong said, "otherwise, more people will die in Shaolin because of you."

After saying this, Juekong fainted.

Juewen quickly put Juekong down and ran to the outside of the Main Hall, shouting loudly: "Come here! Come here! Find the doctor quickly!" As soon as he crossed the threshold with his left foot, he took a closer look and saw mountains of piles in front of him. The corpse of the monk, looking back, is the Tathagata Buddha with the solemn Dharma.

Right and wrong, only at a threshold...

(End of Volume [-]: Chang Ming Before the Buddha)
Author's note: From now on, authors and readers no longer need to be tortured by the word "juezi".

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