Eternal Sword

Chapter 199 Senior Brother on the Road
"This old man..."

Chen Tang seemed to be thinking about something.

This old man has a special aura, which can also be felt in Emperor Wu.

That is a special temperament that can only be honed on the battlefield after experiencing life and death countless times and fighting bloody battles.

But after stepping into Xiping Temple, the murderous aura on the old man disappeared without a trace.

"This is a master I invited from outside, one of our own."

When Ming Yuan saw Chen Tang noticed the old man, he gave a brief explanation.

Chen Tang nodded slightly and whispered, "Brother, you have a good eye. Although this man is a little older, his skills should be quite good."

Mingyuan smiled but said nothing.

Abbot Benguang secretly marveled at Chen Tang's understanding of Buddhism, but still looked worried, and asked: "Master, can Mingjing's strength defeat that Tantric monk?"

"We should be able to fight."

Master Liaokong said.

Usually Chen Tang practices in the temple, and Master Liaokong probably knows how capable Chen Tang is.

The power that Chen Tang has currently unleashed has probably reached the level of thirteen stones.

If that Tantric monk only had more than ten stones, he would not be a match for Chen Tang.

Chen Tang's heart moved, and he suddenly asked: "Abbot, are there any restrictions on this kind of competition?"

Abbot Ben Guang said: "Buddhism is a pure land, and it is not good to use weapons, so the competition is limited to fist and foot skills, so as to be more moderate."

Chen Tang asked again: "Can we use boxing techniques other than Buddhism?"

He was not allowed to use weapons, and he only knew one Buddhist technique, the "Vajrapani".

But this martial art is more about the technique of exerting force and there is no fixed moves.

"That's definitely not possible."

Abbot Benguang woke up as if from a dream and said quickly, "Master Liaokong, Mingjing has just entered Buddhism and does not understand Buddhist techniques. If he uses other martial arts to compete with others, even if he wins, he will be criticized."

"That's right!"

Chen Tang slapped his thigh, sighed, and looked extremely regretful.

Master Liaokong looked at Chen Tang pretending, and the corners of his eyes couldn't help but twitch.

"This kid..."

Master Liaokong has lived to this age, so how could he not see what Chen Tang is thinking.

However, this matter was somewhat like bluffing and deception, so he was too embarrassed to speak up.

Ming Yuan smiled slightly and suddenly said, "Why don't we let Junior Brother Ming Jing go to the Sutra Library in the Zen Temple and learn a technique now?"

"This senior brother is not bad, he is great!"

Chen Tang looked at Ming Yuan and quietly raised his thumb behind his back.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

"It's too late."

Abbot Benguang frowned and said, "Right now, the Tantric monks are waiting in the Zen temple. Do we have to wait for Mingjing to practice for three to five months before we can come and learn from each other?"

The 72 unique Buddhist skills.

Although a lot of it was lost during the war in China.

However, the various skills preserved in the Xinping Zen Temple are not something that can be practiced casually.

It is said that I have been practicing for three to five months, but that is too little.

Even in Buddhism, the most basic boxing technique, the Arhat Fist, requires three to two years of practice if one wants to be familiar with the changes in each move!
This is just knowing its form.

If one wants to cultivate to the point of mastering the changes, it will require years of practice.

"It won't take that long!"

Chen Tang waved his hand and said, "Just give me half a day!"

Abbot Benguang looked at Chen Tang with suspicion.

If Chen Tang had not just blurted out four deafening Buddhist verses, he would not have bothered to pay attention to Chen Tang now.

"Half a day will do?"

Abbot Benguang asked half-doubtfully.

"no problem!"

Chen Tang said with a firm tone.

This is not an exaggeration.

He had already broken through the Niwan and entered into a state of meditation, so there was no bottleneck in practicing most martial arts, and it was easy for him.

"it is good."

Abbot Benguang could only temporarily agree to it. Let's give it a try.

Since Master Liaokong is so confident in this new lay disciple, he must have some skills.

Abbot Benguang said in a deep voice: "There is no time to lose, Mingjing, you must follow me to the Zen temple now."

Ming Yuan smiled and said, "I have nothing else to do, so I'll go over and take a look, just to join in the fun, and to see what my junior brother is capable of."

"Okay."

Chen Tang also smiled and said, "Brother, help me clear the way."

Several people left the hall.

When he reached the gate of Xiping Temple, Chen Tang couldn't help but look back.

I don't know when the old man just ran to the tomb of Emperor Wu.

He was squatting in front of Emperor Wu's tomb, wondering what he was thinking about.

Seeing that several people were about to leave, the old man slowly stood up and followed them over here.

Chen Tang, Mingyuan and Du followed Abbot Benguang towards Xiping Zen Temple.

Not long after, several people arrived in front of the Zen temple and walked in.

"Abbot, you're back!"

As soon as they stepped into the Zen temple, several monks from the temple came up to them with worried looks on their faces.

Abbot Benguang asked quickly, "What's wrong?"

"That young monk from the Tantric sect is too arrogant. He keeps challenging us."

"Some of the disciples below were full of vigor and could not bear to listen any longer, so they stood up to challenge him. However, they all ended up being defeated miserably. No one could even withstand three of his moves!"

"Yes, and the Tantric monks have been mocking our Buddhist heritage, and the brothers can't refute it."

The Buddhist tradition has been declining in northern Shenzhou since the war in Shenzhou.

In Southern Xia, Buddhism was even more prosperous, with a reputation of having 480 temples with constant incense burning, representing the authentic Buddhism.

Therefore, in the perception of most people, Zen Buddhism should be in Southern Xia.

Master Ben Guang took a deep breath and said, "Don't worry, I'll find a lay disciple from outside and let him try it later."

After saying this, Master Benguang looked at Chen Tang expectantly.

"Hello, Masters."

Chen Tang clasped his fists.

"This……"

Many Buddhist monks looked Chen Tang up and down, with a hint of suspicion in their eyes.

This guy is quite tall, but he is not a weakling.

That young Tantric monk was small and skinny, but with every move he made, he could unleash incredible power!
Even the strongest young monk in the monastery couldn't bear it.

"Try to delay for another half a day."

Abbot Ben Guang said, "I will take him to the Sutra Library to learn a boxing technique first..."

As he spoke, Abbot Benguang's voice became lower and lower.

Since becoming the abbot, he has never felt as guilty as he does now.

"Learn now?"

The monks on the opposite side were dumbfounded and thought they had heard it wrong.

"No rush, no rush."

Chen Tang waved his hand and said, "I haven't had lunch yet. Let's go have lunch first. It's better to practice martial arts after eating."

Abbot Benguang: “…”

"Brother, sister-in-law, you haven't eaten either, right?"

Chen Tang pulled Ming Yuan over and said enthusiastically, "Come on, let's go together! I tell you, the vegetarian food in this Zen temple is really good, you must try it."

As he spoke, Chen Tang ignored everyone around him and walked towards the dining hall, as if he was returning to his home.

"Brother, this is not good, right?"

Seeing that the faces of the people around her were not right, Mrs. Du asked carefully.

"It's okay, I have a card here."

Chen Tang replied casually.

Mingyuan smiled, took Du's hand, and followed Chen Tang.

The old man looked calm and followed.

(End of this chapter)