Daqin Zhentiansi

Chapter 395 Zhang Juzheng’s method did not kill people, but it destroyed their hearts!

crazy.

It's really crazy.

Zhang Juzheng, the disciple of Master Bailushan, actually practiced Buddhism, Confucianism and martial arts simultaneously. His Buddhist practice was so advanced that he could give an initiation to Master Jingyuan, the strongest young man in Leiyin Temple.

This is an initiation!

Shouldn't the method be to find a quiet place, bathe and fast for three months, and worship Buddha devoutly until the mind is clear and desires are few, and the soul is quiet, and only then can one receive the initiation?

What's more, is there really a powerful person in the world who can give enlightenment to an elite strongman like Jingyuan?

The most important thing is that Jingyuan practiced Mahayana Buddhism, and his entire cultivation was the essence of Mahayana Buddhism.

However, Zhang Juzheng actually gave him the Hinayana Buddhist initiation!

In the eyes of Mahayana Buddhist practitioners, the shadow of the Mingwang who guards the world is not an opposition, but it has never been a lineage.

Zhang Juzheng actually changed the monk Jingyuan's hundred years of hard practice!

"Om-"

A golden light enveloped the Leiyin Temple.

Three old monks in yellow robes, with the power of the cave sky surging outside their bodies, stretched out their hands and pressed towards Zhang Yuan in the air.

Three Dongxuan!

There are actually three Dongxuan Buddhist practitioners in this Leiyin Zen Temple, and they have clearly mastered the art of combined attack.

“It’s Wucun, Wuming and Wuding, three old men who don’t—” The person who was speaking paused.

Many people watching the ceremony have recognized that these three are the three powerful men of Leiyin Temple who became famous five hundred years ago and were rumored to have passed away long ago.

The power of Dongxuan is the power of Dongtian. Even though the Yunmeng fan in Zhang Juzheng's hand is a treasure of Confucianism and Taoism, which condenses the power of Yunmeng Dongtian, he only has one folding fan. Can it stop the three Dongxuan?

Xun Lin took a deep breath and pressed the hilt of the sword with his palm.

Meng Haoran's order to him was to take Zhang Juzheng to Haoran Academy.

If Zhang Juzheng loses today, Xun Lin will try his best to take Zhang Juzheng away.

Even if he is powerless, he will fight to the death.

In front, Zhang Yuan, who had one hand on Jingyuan's head, turned his head and suddenly withdrew his left hand holding the folding fan.

The power that originally supported the cave disappeared without a trace.

"You want him dead?"

Zhang Yuan's voice was calm.

These words almost froze the entire square.

Without the obstruction of the power of the cave heaven, both the three great cultivators of the cave heaven and the Dragon Elephant Realm of the Leiyin Zen Temple who had taken action before could rush directly to Zhang Yuan.

But as Zhang Yuan said, this is an initiation...

If disturbed, Jingyuan would become a disabled person at best, or die at worst.

Anyway, as long as there is any movement, the first person to be in trouble will be the elite of Leiyin Temple.

The three great Dongxuan cultivators stopped in their tracks.

Those people in the Dragon Elephant Realm who rushed into the square looked at each other, and the Buddha energy outside their bodies was connected, covering the five-meter space in the square.

This scene made the elites and practitioners from all parties who were watching the ceremony twitch their lips.

The original intention was to surround and kill Zhang Juzheng, but now it became to protect Zhang Juzheng.

"Jingyuan has a special identity and enjoys a very high prestige among the young disciples of Leiyin Zen Temple. No one dares, nor is willing to bear the responsibility of ruining Jingyuan's reputation." Zuo Lingxiao, who was standing outside the square, whispered.

Several disciples of Qingyun Xianzong beside him also nodded slightly.

In every major sect, there is a true genius in every generation, who is the son of destiny who suppresses the sect's fortune.

Although this title is vague, it is recognized by many people.

Many times, one or two top geniuses are really needed to support the future of the sect.

"Indeed, each of the top geniuses in the major forces is a future pillar that they have cultivated with great efforts. However, Jingyuan was crowned and transformed from Mahayana to Hinayana, and he can still..." A young man in a blue-gray Taoist robe frowned and spoke.

"It is said that Hinayana Buddhism is the foundation of Liangzhou's Buddhist heritage. In fact, the combat effectiveness of Mahayana Buddhism in Qingtianzhou is relatively low. It's interesting." There was a faint magic light interlaced around the old man who spoke.

"No matter what, Zhang Juzheng's method is extraordinary." On one side of the square, a middle-aged teacher in front of several students from Xuanji Academy whispered.

Whether it is Mahayana or Hinayana, in the eyes of outsiders they are both Buddhist traditions. In fact, in the eyes of Buddhist practitioners themselves, there is a big difference.

Zhang Yuan's initiation of Jingyuan clearly brought the Mahayana-Hinayana debate to its core within Leiyin Temple. From today on, Leiyin Temple itself would likely be consumed by endless Mahayana-Hinayana debates.

In everyone's eyes, golden light gathered on Zhang Yuan's palm and poured onto Jingyuan like waves.

The shadow of Ming Wang behind Jingyuan became more and more solid.

The golden shape of the Dharmadhatu was also truly formed.

"With a golden body and an indestructible body, can Jingyuan be considered a blessing in disguise?"

"This golden body is infinitely more powerful than Jingyuan's previous Dharmakāya. No wonder Zhang Juzheng dared to use it to initiate..."

There was a lot of discussion around, and the monks from Leiyin Zen Temple around the square looked increasingly unhappy.

Is Hinayana Buddhism stronger than Mahayana Buddhism?
Zhang Yuan's face was calm. In his mind, amidst the ink-stained mountains and rivers, he was sitting opposite Jingyuan.

At this time, Jingyuan looked respectful and stretched out his hand to place the chess piece on the chessboard in front of him.

"Master, how long will it take to set up this?"

Jingyuan raised her head and looked at Zhang Yuan who was sitting opposite her.

In this inky mountain and river, all of Jingyuan's memories are revealed to Zhang Yuan.

After reading it three times, Zhang Yuan transformed himself into a powerful figure in the Great Qin Zhentian Division and quietly taught Jingyuan the Hinayana Buddhism. He also showed him the differences between Mahayana Buddhism and Hinayana Buddhism, as well as the advantages and disadvantages of various exercises.

After reading Jingyuan's memories, Zhang Yuan has used the perception beads to deduce the operation of many Buddhist martial arts and combat skills.

At this moment, in Jingyuan's eyes, Zhang Yuan was his master who had cultivated him early on.

Jingyuan is a spy from the Shadow Division of the Zhentian Division. He has been lurking in the Buddhist sect on Qingtian Continent, waiting to be summoned.

“Why do we need to make a layout?”

Zhang Yuan placed the chess piece on the chessboard and looked at Jingyuan in front of him: "I teach you how to practice because you are truly suitable for the inheritance of the Mingwang lineage."

"Whether it's Mahayana or Hinayana, they all ultimately lead to the same destination."

"In fact, whether it's Buddhism or martial arts, they all emphasize the power and wishes of living beings."

"Buddhism is an ally of the Qin Dynasty, and we are working together to fight against the immortals, demons and monsters."

After Zhang Yuan finished speaking, he reached out and patted Jingyuan's forehead.

"Chier, you haven't woken up yet."

Jingyuan's whole body shook and his figure disappeared.

In the square, Jingyuan slowly opened his eyes.

In front of him, Zhang Yuan stood with his hands behind his back.

On his body, the shadow of the Mingwang has transformed into a golden body.

Putting his hands together, Jingyuan slowly stood up, bowed to Zhang Yuan, then took a few steps back and went straight back to Leiyin Temple.

Countless people looked at him with complicated expressions.

Jingyuan's Mahayana cultivation was transformed into Hinayana. Is this an opportunity or a disaster?
What kind of waves will that solid golden body bring to the Leiyin Temple?
Zhang Juzheng's method did not kill people, but it destroyed their hearts!

"Everyone, Zhang has no intention of killing."

"If Leiyin Temple admits its fault to the people and students who died in Yuning City, and the entire temple chants sutras and observes silence for three days, and sends three thousand monks to Yuning City to participate in the reconstruction, and compensates them with three million taels of gold, then I, Zhang Juzheng, can turn around and leave."

"Otherwise," Zhang Yuan held the folding fan in his hand, a smile on his lips, "I can teach Hinayana Buddhism under the Leiyin Zen Temple for a hundred days to see what the final outcome of the dispute between Mahayana and Hinayana will be."

One hundred days of teaching?

Is this how we will teach the Dharma today?

That would mean there would be no peace in the Leiyin Zen Temple from now on.

"Okay, I can agree to your request on behalf of Leiyin Zen Temple."

"However, I also have a request."

A voice came from Leiyin Temple.

"If you can survive my three punches, then we can talk about other things——"

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(End of this chapter)