Daqin Zhentiansi

Chapter 373 Meeting the Master

On Qingtian Continent, the immortals, demons, monsters and Buddhas are fighting with the four major academies of Confucianism and Taoism.

But immortals, demons, Buddhas and devils are not a monolithic entity.

For example, immortals and demons fight each other, and the demons and Buddhists, as well as the demons and Buddhists, fight openly and secretly.

If not, Confucianism and Taoism would not be able to survive in the cracks.

In fact, in Qingtianzhou, the relationship between the immortal way and the Confucian way, and the Buddhist way and the Confucian way is not as irreconcilable as that between the demon way and the immortal way.

Even the Ten Thousand Demons Valley is not in an irreconcilable state with the four major academies.

Otherwise, the Lord of the Ten Thousand Demons Valley and the Nine Nether Demon King would not have sneaked into Xuanji Academy.

Although the Buddhist Leiyin Zen Temple and the Bailu Academy are also in opposition, their conflicts are mostly based on discussions and gambling in the ring.

There are even quite a few exchanges in private.

The teacher of Bailu Academy once visited Leiyin Zen Temple and discussed Taoism with many eminent monks there.

Master Jingyue had discussed Taoism with the Master several times and they had a good relationship.

This Buddhist Dragon Elephant Master is also a top-notch expert in the Leiyin Zen Temple.

"Amitabha, now that I am here, why can't I see you, Master?"

A hundred miles away, a voice slowly sounded.

Grandmaster, gather your strength.

Zhang Yuan stood outside the thatched cottage, looking at the pale golden Buddha light that was gathering momentum, his eyes slowly narrowed.

It seems that this is a test from Buddhism.

Jingyue came here in the name of visiting, should I let her see him?
If he were to see the Master, he would be able to find out that the Master's life span had come to an end, and then the entire Qingtian Continent would be in an uproar.

If you don’t allow it, how can you stop it?
Who stopped me?

According to the Master's plan, the news of his end of life would eventually leak out, causing shock to all parties in the entire Qingtian Continent, and eventually all the strong men would gather at Bailu Mountain.

But this information should only be leaked when it is really impossible to keep it secret, and not so easily.

There is no news about the Master's life span. This is the biggest secret of Bailu Mountain. Even if Bailu Mountain uses all its strength, it will be sealed.

"Om-"

At the foot of Bailu Mountain, a golden light rose.

Kong Wenyuan.

Kong Wenyuan, dressed in a Confucian robe, condensed into a green shadow and stood in front of the avenue.

"The Master is in seclusion, Master, please return."

Kong Wenyuan's voice sounded faintly.

The sounds gathered together, causing the heaven and earth to shake, and the clouds turned into a long dragon, swirling and rolling in the void.

Follow your words.

The sound of the Tao.

Kong Wenyuan, with his literary inspiration flowing freely, used the power of Confucianism to arouse the resonance between heaven and earth, transforming it into a great road barrier.

Only those who have profound knowledge of Confucianism and Taoism and can combine their spiritual power with the Tao at any time and place can achieve this level.

"boom--"

The great power collided with the golden Buddha light, and the Buddha light at the dragon and elephant level vibrated, and the forward steps were blocked.

On the cliff, Meng Shuyao, holding a spear, had a tense expression on her face. She turned her head quietly and looked at Zhang Yuan who was standing in front of the thatched cottage.

Fortunately, it was Second Senior Brother who intervened and stopped Jingyue. Otherwise...

She didn't know whether Zhang Yuan, who could condense the power of the two abysses, would take action to stop Jingyue.

……

For ten consecutive days, Jingyue chanted scriptures every day, causing great shocks, but they were all blocked by the barrier created by Kong Wenyuan with his great power.

Master Jingyue of Leiyin Zen Temple was blocked at the foot of Bailu Mountain.

The news spread quickly.

Why doesn’t Bailu Academy allow people to see the Master?

Didn’t the Master come out of seclusion?

For a time, with the instigation of some people with ulterior motives, many voices were heard even within the jurisdiction of Bailu Mountain.

"I, Lu Zhengting, am a disciple of the Master. I once studied under the Master for three years. I want to see the Master!"

On the back mountain of Bailu Mountain, an old man wearing a green Confucian robe, with a long white beard and a simple face, looked excited, with his fists clenched, and the mighty power in his body surged.

Lu Zhengting, the principal of Yuanping Academy under Bailu Mountain and a master of Confucianism and Taoism.

At that time, dozens of principals of academies under the jurisdiction of Bailu Mountain came to Bailu Mountain to study, and the master taught them personally.

Similarly, these people all consider themselves disciples of the Master.

A team of soldiers stood on the mountain road, blocking Lu Zhengting. No matter how he shouted and scolded them, they did not retreat at all.

"Zhang Juzheng, what are your intentions?"

"Zhuang Moxuan, Bailu Mountain is the leading Confucianist and Taoist school on Qingtian Continent, and the Master is the backbone of Confucianism and Taoism on Qingtian Continent. What is the Master like? Why can't I see him?" "What exactly does Bailu Academy want to do? Has something really happened to the Master?"

Lu Zhengting clenched his fists and spoke in a loud voice.

His face was filled with indignation and he shouted loudly.

"Let him come..."

In the thatched cottage, the teacher's voice slowly sounded.

Master!

Lu Zhengting showed surprise on his face.

"Wenyuan, please invite Master Jingyue to come to the thatched cottage."

Zhang Yuan turned his head and looked towards the thatched cottage.

The Master had his hands behind his back, his face calm with a hint of compassion.

Zhang Yuan felt that this teacher was really good at acting.

I'm afraid he himself has been immersed in the role.

At the foot of the mountain, Lu Zhengting tidied his clothes and then quickly walked up the mountain.

Before reaching the thatched cottage halfway up the mountain, he glanced at Zhang Yuan standing by the mountain path, a sneer appearing on his face.

"Younger generations should still cultivate Confucianism."

"Read more books. It will do you good."

Zhang Yuan stood at the edge of the mountain path with a calm expression.

A moment later, an old monk with a white beard and wearing a gray monk's robe came up to him.

"I heard that Donor Juzheng also practiced Buddhist techniques. If so..."

The old monk paused, clasped his hands together, and said softly, "The gate of my Leiyin Zen Temple is open. I am still short of a wandering disciple."

After saying that, he went straight up the mountain.

Not far away, Meng Shuyao, who was holding a spear, had a changing expression.

In the main hall on the top of the mountain, Zhuang Moxuan opened the scroll in his hand with a calm expression.

Li Shouren and others on the side showed a trace of anxiety on their faces.

Kong Wenyuan, wearing a white Confucian robe, walked in from outside with a serious expression.

"Headmaster, since the Master has met them, I'm afraid there are some things..."

I'm afraid I can't hide it anymore.

The Master's life span is drawing to a close, the situation on Bailu Mountain is changing, how will the four major academies of Qingtian Continent find their footing, and what actions will the immortals and demons take?
All of this was bound to cause chaos as the news of the Master's death spread.

Even the area under the jurisdiction of Bailu Mountain will probably be in chaos.

"When they come down the mountain, immediately deliver my handwritten letter to Jinglun Academy, Xuanji Academy, and Haoran Academy."

"At this time, the four major academies must work together to overcome the difficulties."

"I will go see Meng Haoran in person and ask him to take charge of the situation."

Zhuang Moxuan looked up, his face showing a hint of calmness.

"To stabilize the situation under the jurisdiction of Bailu Mountain, you must help me gather the teachers from the various prefectures and academies, and also have the patrol soldiers in various places strengthen the defense."

"Only by stopping this surging wave can we protect the foundation of Bailu Mountain."

As the acting headmaster, the master's eldest disciple, and a powerful Dongxuan master, what Zhuang Moxuan wants is far beyond what others can compare to.

What he had to consider was the inheritance of Bailu Mountain and the continuation of Confucianism and Taoism on Qingtian Continent.

"Don't worry. Although I, Zhuang Moxuan, don't have the master's level of cultivation, I can still hold my own against those powerful immortals and demons by controlling the White Deer Academy."

Zhuang Moxuan looked at Kong Wenyuan, Li Shouren and the others and said softly, "Confucianism is a noble cause, and one should sacrifice one's life for justice. I, Zhuang Moxuan, will not let Bailu Academy fall into silence."

Li Shouren and others looked at each other and nodded slightly.

Everyone's gaze slowly turned towards the back mountain.

When Lu Zhengting and Jingyue went down the mountain, the situation in Bailu Mountain was changing rapidly.

Bailu Mountain, the mountain road behind it.

After meeting the master, Lu Zhengting had a worried look on his face, while Master Jingyue, with his hands clasped together, had a look of joy in his eyes.

The two walked out of the thatched cottage side by side until they reached halfway up the mountain.

A figure in a green Confucian robe blocked their way.

The head of the two Panshi Banshan academies, the fourth disciple of the Master, is Zhang Juzheng.

"Have you two met the Master?"

Zhang Yuan's gaze fell on the two of them.

"Can you see that the Master's life span is coming to an end?"

　The next chapter will be a little later

　　
　
(End of this chapter)