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Chapter 132: The world's most powerful martial arts, the traces of the twenty-four generals

Living Buddha?!
When Li Guan heard Qibili and Old Man Siming mention this name, he knew that among all the forces coming from the Western Regions to the Central Plains, the Living Buddha was the one who most hoped to receive the reward from Emperor Chen, and Li Guanyi knew more about the history of this Buddhist country.

Five hundred years ago, God Xue rode his horse onto the Lingshan Mountain in the Buddhist Kingdom.

He defeated the Living Buddha head-on with the Tiger Roaring Sky Halberd.

The reputation of the Western Buddhist kingdom began to decline.

Three hundred years ago, Tuyuhun dominated the world and completely destroyed this Western Region country that combined politics and religion. The living Buddha now is just a gangster force. The young Taoist priest Zhuiyue was annoyed. He took Li Guanyi inside and whispered, "Some time ago, there were more and more monks, and they started fighting with us."

"The layman had provoked them before, and they lived in peace for a while."

“I didn’t expect that this time it was the Living Buddha from the Western Regions who came.”

Li Guanyi said: "Why do we need to add a Living Buddha from the Western Regions? Can't we just say Living Buddha?"

The young Taoist sighed and said, "What are you talking about?"

"We also have a living Buddha in the Central Plains. He is one of the six masters of the academy. But the living Buddha here is called a living Buddha by everyone, and the old man is annoyed. I heard that several of his disciples were beaten because many of his disciples became great monks in the temple and worshipped him as the founder. He was very angry."

"He said he was a Buddhist, but he was not a Buddhist. You have become the abbots of the temple, so don't pull him out. He is a person who studies knowledge, just like Confucian scholars who read books and Taoists who recite Taoist scriptures. He is a person who chants Buddha's name, not a living Buddha."

"He likes to write poetry and he likes silly things the most."

"I remember that he liked to eat meat and drink wine."

“I also wrote Buddhist stanzas.”

"If you say one or two dollars, Buddha won't blame you."

"Even if you are drunk, or drunk twice, Buddha will not be angry."

"One bowl, two bowls, Buddha doesn't care."

"But he is still called a living Buddha, and this one is the living Buddha of the Western Regions, a title and appearance that has been passed down from generation to generation..."

He hesitated for a moment, then took Li Guanyi around and pushed open a crack in the window. There were many people around, and their breathing was noisy. A thin monk was sitting opposite Zu Wenyuan.

Li Guanyi's eyes narrowed slightly.

The young Taoist priest Zhui Yue said softly, "This is the Living Buddha of the Western Regions."

"One of the top ten masters in the martial arts world, ranked third."

"The number one master is a sword maniac, with unparalleled sword energy. He is said to have a heart as pure as glass and a body as strong as diamond. He once subdued a fleeing army of madmen by himself, smashed a collapsed mudslide, and saved many people."

One of the top ten masters of the martial arts world?

Li Guanyi's eyes narrowed slightly. This name was very important. He looked at the monks and the old Taoist priests there. The Living Buddha smiled. He was from the Western Regions, but he spoke fluent Central Plains Mandarin: "Ancestor Daoist friend, the world is complicated, with all kinds of suffering, and the people here are in the vortex."

"My disciples used to be monks here. When King Puyang came, they were all killed without retreating. I came here hoping to collect their remains and save their souls."

Zu Wenyuan smiled and said, "Their bodies have been buried, the dead souls."

"There is no such thing in the world, Living Buddha."

The Living Buddha twirled the Buddhist beads between his fingers and said softly, "I know."

"The so-called salvation is actually just to give the living a thought, so that the living can feel that the dead have been well settled, and they don't have to be so afraid of death. So, please be merciful and let us feel at ease."

He has a thick skin, but his eyes are sincere.

"The situation in the world is in chaos, Zu Wenyuan."

"My cultivation is higher than yours. I come here and replace you. Isn't that good?"

"The best in the world at mathematics, the leader of the twenty-four priests of Taoism, I shouldn't die here, and I shouldn't die like this. I am more suitable for this kind of fate than you..."

Li Guanyi's heart was slightly moved, but Zu Wenyuan just said: "The Living Buddha wants to use his own death to open up a path for the Buddhist sects in the Western Regions to come to the Central Plains. This is compassionate and has the heart of Buddhism, but it is still a family name."

The Living Buddha of the Western Regions touched his bald head and said with a smile:
"I practice Hinayana Buddhism, which means I am from a small family, with only one family and surname."

"Hahaha, you are such a small family."

Zu Wenyuan couldn't help laughing at such an honest bachelor, but finally sighed and said, "You'd better leave."

"You have a good character, but when the Buddhist sect from the Western Regions enters the Middle Earth, there will be sword fighting."

“What good people do may not necessarily be good things.”

"You want to cause chaos in the world, and in the great disaster in the Western Region, you want to find soil for the stable development of Buddhism in the Western Region. But when you come to the Middle Earth, you must bring swords, blood and fire. You cultivate to achieve the right result, but your disciples and students do not have the same Buddhist heart as you."

"The view of bones and flesh is a wonderful method. It is a skeleton with red and white powder. It means to strip away the external appearance and not to distinguish between the beautiful, ugly, poor and rich. Instead, we should look at all living beings equally with great compassion. However, it is too dangerous."

"One wrong step will lead to the devil's way. How many people can be like you?"

The Living Buddha of the Western Regions was silent for a moment, and finally he said, "Otherwise, I will break my vows for you right now, and you just let me stay here." He took out a small bottle from his arms, which contained rice wine and fermented glutinous rice, and looked at the Taoist priest over there in a flattering manner, and the ancestor laughed loudly:
"All the kids in the Central Plains can drink it, are you trying to make fun of me?!"

The wrinkled monk was furious: "Impossible, absolutely impossible."

"How can a little kid drink this kind of wine?!"

Zu Wenyuan laughed and cursed, then kicked the Living Buddha and said:

"You, don't come here to play around."

"You are said to have a pure Buddha heart, so don't act like this."

"It's been sixty years. Don't be like that guy who came to the Central Plains to travel and was cheated of his purple gold bowl and had to count the money for others."

"If it weren't for Miss Gongsun's kindness, you would have sold them all."

The old Living Buddha paused, clasped his hands together, his eyes calm, and said softly:
"What is Miss Gongsun? The old monk doesn't know."

"I'm so old, I don't remember it..."

"Zu Wenyuan, you are a Taoist priest who can't even beat a bandit. Did you remember it wrongly?"

Zu Wenyuan lowered his eyes and said nothing.

The Living Buddha of the Western Regions scratched his head, and a cheerful smile appeared on his face again, saying: "That can't be helped, I haven't drunk any alcohol, otherwise, you, the master of the world's arithmetic, would help the old monk untie this thousand knots, the worldly world is like this, this is the knot."

He clapped his hands, and all the monks and Taoists in the hall outside stopped. Something was suddenly attracted and fell to the ground. It was a knot made of woven ropes. The rope seemed to be woven from grass, and was dozens of meters long. It was woven into a chain with various ingenious methods and slowly interlocked.

The Living Buddha smiled calmly and said:
"But if anyone can untie this knot of earthly affairs, I will turn around and leave."

Everyone noticed the knot.

It's so densely packed that it makes one's scalp tingle when seeing it.

"Otherwise, the old monk will have to sleep on the floor here."

Zu Wenyuan laughed. The Living Buddha of the Western Regions pointed at the complicated knot. Everyone was silent. The knot seemed like a coiled python, entangled with each other. If they untied it here, the other end would become even tighter. The more they thought about it, the more headache they got.

The Living Buddha said softly: "This is because it went against the [Emperor's Book of Scriptures], and you can't solve it."

Zu Wenyuan turned his head to look outside and said, "My friend is here, why don't you come over?"

Li Guanyi thought for a moment, patted the young Taoist priest Zhuiyue on the shoulder, jumped in briskly, and then bowed. Zu Wenyuan asked, "How is it possible to solve it?"

Li Guanyi said: "Okay."

Zu Wenyuan looked at the Living Buddha over there, and the Living Buddha looked at the young man. Li Guanyi said, "Master, I'm sorry." He strode forward, holding the sword. The sword given by Yan Daiqing was a sharp weapon and extremely expensive. With one sword, the light was cold in all directions, and the exquisite knot was broken.

The body of the Living Buddha of the Western Regions was slightly stiff. He watched the young man pick up the sword. So he imitated the three thousand sufferings of the world, the chaos of the world, and the chaos of this world.

It broke under his sword.

The Living Buddha was silent for a long time, and then said, "Yes, the old monk has spent too much time weaving this knot, but he has overlooked that there are other ways to solve it. It seems that I can't stop you, Zu Wenyuan."

Zu Wenyuan did not answer. The Living Buddha looked at the young man in front of him, his eyes lit up. He had just been sitting cross-legged there, but suddenly he appeared beside Li Guanyi, stretched out his hand and grabbed the young man's wrist, saying: "Tsk tsk tsk tsk, such a physique, such a mentality, and still a pure yang body."

"My little brother, I see that there seems to be a glazed light in your body, and there is a faint light of wisdom in your eyes. You must be destined to be with my Buddhist sect! Do you want to join my Buddhist sect? I can give you the highest position except for the Living Buddha!"

"If the Living Buddha says so, that's it."

"This position is very evil. The old monk was tricked into sitting on it, and then he got stuck on my butt and couldn't get away."

The Living Buddha from the Western Regions is very frank.

Li Guan thought for a moment, raised his sword, and said with a sense of nobility, just like those young men from noble families: "I am a member of the Jinwu Guard."

The Living Buddha of the Western Regions was surprised and had to let go of his hand, saying, "He is still a member of the Emperor's Imperial Guard."

"However, do you know a Jinwu Guard named Li Guanyi?"

Li Guanyi grinned and said with a sincere smile: "Master, is there anything you want to talk to him about? I can convey it to you." The young Taoist priest Zhuiyue who climbed in through the window was stunned. When he saw the young man saying these words, his smile was warm without any ripples.

Lying is as natural as breathing.

The old monk said, "Tell him that showing off his talents is not a good thing in this world, but if a young man does not show off his talents, he is not a young man anymore. However, if he really encounters a dangerous situation, he can avoid danger for a while by becoming a monk and practicing Taoism."

The old monk with bronze skin spoke sincerely.

Li Guanyi thanked him.

Then the old monk showed his true face and smiled cheerfully:
"If he is willing, he can come to my Western Buddhist temple and I will personally give him the tonsure!"

Zu Wenyuan laughed and scolded the old monk, and then sent him away. Then the monks and Taoists dispersed. Zu Wenyuan dismissed everyone and said, "This old bald man, come on, watch. I came here today to practice the "Huangji Jingshi Shu."

Li Guanyi asked curiously: "Who is this..."

Zu Wenyuan replied, "The monk from the Western Regions, a living Buddha, is also a person from my generation. Sixty years ago, we were both your age. At that time, he foolishly came to the Zen ancestral temple in the Central Plains to pay homage. Because he was too honest, he was almost sold out."

"At that time, they sawed his arm with a serrated knife and poked his eyes with a needle, but they couldn't leave any wounds. The monk smiled and didn't get angry, so they panted and asked the monk to settle the score with them. Later, one day, the monk saw them raping a woman, and he got angry."

"I lifted these people up and smashed them against rocks to death, but I was still not strong enough and my martial arts were not strong enough. I was tied up and almost died when I met someone from the Gongsun family in Jianghu."

"At that time, we also included the old soldier who created the "Breaking Formation Song" that you practiced, Miss Gongsun, and Chen Chengbi from the Huguo Villa. We also traveled the world together..."

The clear-headed old man had a smile on his face:
"A swordsman who doesn't know how to use a sword, a foolish monk, a Taoist who doesn't know martial arts, a prince who only knows martial arts, and a silent military disciple are all things of the past. But they were the happiest three years of my life."

As the old man was talking and lighting candles, Li Guanyi suddenly noticed that the candles here seemed to be arranged in a special way, different from the past. He thought of what the Living Buddha said, thought for a moment, and said frankly: "Grandfather, how is your health?"

The old man held out his hand for him to feel his pulse.

Li Guanyi became a doctor after suffering from illness for a long time. He could feel that the old man in front of him had a strong pulse and was in high spirits. He was even stronger than the accomplished Master Wang Tong. Master Wang Tong had consumed too much of his energy and weakened his blood, so he was in poor health. However, Zu Wenyuan's spirit was as bright as a flame.

Li Guanyi felt that both of them were in a state that made him feel uneasy.

The old man did not say much, but just taught Li Guanyi to practice the "Imperial Supreme Sutra". He occasionally mentioned the living Buddha and said, "The method he practices is also physical, but it is different from your [Golden Muscles and Jade Bones, Dragon Tendons and Tiger Marrow]. His is [Inner Brightness and Outer Clearness, Diamond Glaze]."

"If I have to point out the difference, it's probably that you are a military man, and he is a Buddhist. One is strong and powerful, with an extremely strong recovery ability, and is good at killing; the other is strong, like gold and iron, and is good at defense."

"The difference between Dragon Tiger and King Kong."

Li Guanyi thought for a moment and asked, "One is physically strong, and the other is powerful?"

The old man laughed out loud: "Hahaha, yes, you can say that."

Li Guanyi couldn't help but say: "It would be great if I could master both physical training directions."

Zu Wenyuan said: "That is indeed the case. It is like a dragon and tiger body covered with diamond colored glaze armor. It is powerful and has unparalleled defense. However, physical training is difficult. You have the opportunity to cultivate dragon tendons and tiger marrow, but the practice of Buddhism still requires proficiency in Buddhism."

"As the old saying goes, when you have a sharp weapon, you will naturally have the desire to kill. The authentic martial arts of Buddhism also have the means to kill. If the Dharma is not strong enough, it will be difficult to curb the killing impulse of martial arts, and it will become an evil way like the Blood Buddha Sect and the White Bone Zen."

Li Guanyi seemed to be thinking about something.

He looked within.

It was just a brief touch just now, but the bronze tripod was already half full!

Zu Wenyuan said calmly, "He has two methods of cultivation. One is the Vajra Body, and the other is called The Sutra of the Buddha Speaks of the Warrior Who Moves Mountains. It is just Hinayana Buddhism, which he has cultivated to the limit. If you want to learn, he will probably not refuse to teach you."

Li Guanyi said: "Moving Mountains Sutra? Does it describe a powerful force that can move mountains?"

The old man looked at him gently.

Li Guanyi's smile disappeared slightly.

The old man just said: "He moved away."

Li Guanyi's pupils contracted.

General Xue shot an arrow that flew over 300 miles, pierced through the sacred mountain of the Dangxiang people and killed the king of the Turks. In today's era, there are also beings as powerful as him, like the legendary gods and immortals. This is just one of the ten great masters, and above him there is a sword madman who can rule an entire city, and the six masters of the academy.

and also--

Four great legends.

Li Guan thought of the creator of the Huangji Jingshi Book and the green-robed man who drove Hou Zhongyu and his clan crazy. He calmed down and became more determined to practice martial arts. If he wanted to do what he wanted to do, besides ambition and courage, he also needed strong personal strength.

You must aim high, but also be careful when treading on thin ice.

Well, strategically we should despise the enemy, and tactically we should maximize our capabilities.

After practicing "Huangji Jingshi Shu", Li Guanyi went directly to work for Jinwu Guard. When Gong Zhenyong saw that he did not go to accompany the second son of the Duke of Yingguo to play, but came here to work, he was very happy, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Good boy."

Then he was kicked into the file room and left to sit on the bench.

"You always cause trouble for me every time you go out."

General Gong, who had been engaged in a debate with many people, put his hands on Li Guanyi's shoulders and said word by word, "The grand ceremony will not be long. Boy, I beg you to be quiet. If you cause trouble again, I will strip you of my official uniform."

"Read a book here, okay?"

Li Guanyi agreed obediently, and Gong Zhenyong breathed a sigh of relief.

Li Guanyi was alone in the file. He turned around and looked at the files with his eyes flashing slightly.

Li Guanyi felt as happy as a mouse falling into a rice jar.

The files of the Emperor’s Imperial Guards!
What is this? A geomancy map. Move it down!
What is this? Property map, move it down!
Defense maps of post stations in various places, move them down!
There are also history books and military books mixed in there.

The young man's eyes were shining. He had a photographic memory and wrote down all these things. He finally found the records of famous generals in the world. Among them, there was a part that was sealed, and he also found what he wanted -

It is a record of the twenty-four generals who followed Duke Taiping back then. This is the emperor's imperial guards, a place where only royal relatives and high-ranking officials can come. Ordinary people are not allowed to come to the archives room, and no one would have thought that something would go wrong here.

Li Guanyi breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he put these things on the table.

Twenty-four generals... He held the scroll in his hand but had not started reading it yet.

Dangdangdang——

Someone is knocking on the window.

(End of this chapter)