Chapter Seventy-Four: Arson
Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and the conflict of interests runs through the history of mankind.
Taoism is quiet and inactive, but it does not mean that Taoist sects are also quiet and inactive.
The Tao is faith, and the sect is the foundation.
The source of disciples, the resources for cultivation, don't fight for that, don't grab that.
Fortunately, after all, the same root is born, and there is a share of incense. More importantly, Buddhism is menacing, and in the case of external enemies, the Daomen can still maintain relative unity within the door.
The world walks, the Tao, is a kind of benign competition model created in this context, aiming to reduce internal friction and unify the voice.
At that time, Chunyang produced such a figure as Lu Zu, who overwhelmed the world, and many Taoist sects, including Kunlun, consciously gave up the voice of the rivers and lakes and made every effort to achieve Lu Zu's prestige.
After all, as a religion, making gods is also a science. What could be more persuasive and convenient to proselytize than a living immortal.
In fact, every session of the Daozi is also a god-making activity. It's just that those who can reach the level of Lu Zu, although there were ancients before, there are no comers after. The momentum created is naturally not as good as that of Lu Zu.
In the prosperous era of the Tang Dynasty, although the Taoists were active with pure yang on the surface, in fact, all factions also benefited a lot. A true immortal is placed there, and all factions are grabbing disciples and competing for resources, and they are very confident.
Moreover, Lu Zu's two major disciples, Li Wusheng and Xie Yunliu, although they are not as good as Lu Zu, they are also among the best figures in the rivers and lakes, and they can be said to have successors. Therefore, it can be said that the brilliance of pure yang has always accompanied the rise and fall of the entire Tang Dynasty.
It's just that in the end, Lu Zu and his two disciples bloomed the most brilliant light of Pure Yang and slashed the Tang Dynasty into the abyss with a sword.
Datang is gone, and Chunyang is gone.
Wudang and Quanzhen, who inherited the mantle of pure yang, still remember the glory of that period of pure yang from the bottom of their hearts.
Both of them regard themselves as pure yang authentic, the only difference may be that Wudang's ambition is greater, they not only want to restore the glory of pure yang, but also want to go further and achieve the myth of Wudang.
However, Quan Zhen has always been relatively weak and has not shown any clues. Wudang, because of its fame in reality and the popularity accumulated in various ways, has been a holy place for countless players since the beginning of the game.
As a martial arts rookie, he was not considered the bottom of the top ten, but also the existence of the middle and lower. Suddenly, the popularity exploded, and the strength increased greatly. The ambition hidden deep in the heart can no longer be restrained.
Looking around, the pillars of Taoism are incomplete and weak. Kunlun, a corner of peace, has bleak popularity. Xing my Taoism, who else can I be. The huge sense of responsibility, honor, mixed with ambition, is now Wudang.
But it was none other than Wang Qing who gave Wudang a blow to the head.
In the first battle of Jinding, Wang Qing had unlimited scenery, but Wudang became a background board.
Wudang thoroughly realized the importance of top masters, and the focus began to shift from formation masters to the cultivation of top masters.
But it is not inherited, there is no shortage of resources, there is no shortage of manpower, it is not difficult to train masters, but the top masters are not cabbage, they are there. Experience, mind, luck and all kinds of limitations, the current top master has no near-legendary experience.
At this time, Wei Yun, a disciple who usually hangs his son, had amazing luck and obtained a complete pure yang inheritance.
If it is another inheritance, Wudang does not care, there are many martial arts in the world, and the disciples have their own fate.
However, the inheritance of pure yang has a different meaning, and a sense of responsibility for the destiny of heaven permeates the top level of Wudang.
Shaolin on the front bar, is there any meaning for Kunlun to stand out and maintain the Daomen? Absolutely. At least verbally.
But what about the hidden?
What is World Walking? How do you fight? It's nothing more than two points, martial arts, fame.
If you want to hold the Dao Sect, what is more justified than the old enemy Buddhism.
There are a few sects that are comparable to the fame of Shaolin, and they are suitable for their own prestige.
Finally, finally, in case, Wang Qing can be found. Wang Qing's means of breaking the army formation are all Daomen brothers, so it's not too much to share.
Shrouded in clouds and mist, Wang Qing stood straight on Xiao Wu's back, the Dao bun on his head was meticulously combed, and the gossip purple ribbon fairy clothes on his body were spotless.
Xiao Wu gradually lowered his height, and a magnificent mountain came into view.
The temples on the mountain stand up, and the sound of Buddha is melodious.
This is Songshan Mountain, here is Shaolin Temple.
Although Wang Qing was anxious about the situation of his relatives, a large number of people from the two factions of Buddhism and Taoism gathered along the Yangtze River, and even if Wang Qing was covered in iron, he could kill a few.
And those little trash fish, no matter how much they kill, they will hate and be angry, but they are not so easy to fear.
What Wang Qing needs now is a famous name once and for all, a starting point for the world.
Shaolin Temple Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, the most important place in the land.
But the defenses were not so strong, because the Shaolin leaders firmly believed that no one could spread the wilderness here.
Wang Qing flipped over his hands, and two large wooden barrels that were one person high were easily held in his hands. The moment the barrel appeared, Xiao Wu's body fell sharply, and he quickly flapped his wings a few times before he stabilized.
These are two full barrels of refined oil, and the combustion effect is very good.
Wang Qing saw the target, and an electric light flashed outside his body, igniting the lead. Throw it down.
Well, it's not very professional, a bucket is a little off, after all, there are too many factors affected by high-altitude parabola. Fortunately, although the other bucket was a little crooked, it still hit a corner of the huge scripture pavilion.
The barrels exploded, fuel splattered, and the fire broke out in an instant.
Wang Qing put away the little dance, landed lightly on the square in front of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, and slashed a few monks who came to extinguish the fire with a few swords. A man stands quietly in the middle of the square, admiring his masterpiece with great interest.
Suddenly, a delicate young monk, wearing an extremely ordinary linen monk's robe, suddenly appeared in the square. Stand there silently, as if you have been there all along.
Wang Qing turned around slowly and solemnly gave a salute.
"But in front of the Zen Master Wata?"
"Little Taoist, murderous overflowing, I don't know what to do with the poor monk?"
Wang Qing straightened his waist and smiled.
"You Shaolin are too enthusiastic, I'll return the salute. Please also borrow the head of the Zen master. ”
"Oh, by the way, you are Kunlun Zhiqing, I heard Huidong mention you a lot. You..."
Wang Qing came to kill someone, just convey the meaning, how can you have the heart to talk nonsense with him.
In an instant, the tip of Shatterstar's sword was handed to the monk, interrupting his words.
Dufa did not move, folded his hands, and chanted the Buddha's name.
Bite!
The sharp tip of the Shattered Star sword tapped on Dufa's forehead, making a sound of gold and iron, but it was unharmed.
"A good King Kong is not bad, back to the basics, without revealing a trace. When the refining body reaches your realm, it is no wonder that you can survive the same period and survive alone. Today I'm going to try if this King Kong is really indestructible. ”
As he spoke, a violent purple thunder emerged from his body, and he was gradually restrained on the shattered star, like a pool of purple water, flowing on the surface of the shattered star.
"Refining thunder into water, mellow and free. The skill of the donor is really amazing, and such a violent thing as Zixiao Divine Thunder can be subdued, and it really deserves to be a generation of Fengyun. ”
Wang Qing didn't say anything, and went up with his sword.
Dufa no longer dared to test the sword with his body, his palm stretched out, a faint golden light flashed, and he slashed down.
actually used the palm instead of the knife to split a set of "wood-burning knife method".
The palm of his hand brought out the Dao Dao Knife Shadow in the air, the knife technique was too fast, and even ignited the air, and the Dao Dao Dark Red Burning Traces were mixed in the knife shadow.
During this period of time, Wang Qing's energy was spent almost entirely on sorting out his internal skills.
The swordsmanship gradually got rid of the limitations of the original moves, and one move and one style were arbitrary, without a certain formula, but the sword was strict.
There are no tricks to win, and it has always been a legend of martial arts.
No fool really believes that a fool can beat a subtle move.
That's just a realm, a kind of master to a certain extent, start to do subtraction, streamline some of his superfluous moves, and no longer stick to a certain routine. Coming out at hand is a realm of subtle moves.
Countless people reminded Wang Qing to do subtraction very early, but he kept being busy and fighting, Wang Qing could only focus on some moves that could greatly strengthen his strength in a short period of time, and he had no energy to integrate and streamline.
After being silent for more than half a year, Wang Qing finally had the energy to integrate his swordsmanship into a furnace and climb to new heights.
When you get out of the customs, you will directly find this crossing method, this old top master who was known as the second person under Lu Zu in the Tang Dynasty, is to have a clear test of his own strength. To test the sword, the target must be hard enough.
The swords, swords, and shadows were silently intertwined, and the control of the two of them was refined to the peak, and they did not show the slightest edge until the critical moment.
Wado's clear eyes gradually floated a trace of curiosity.
Although the future is terrifying, how long have these children from heaven started to practice martial arts, and it has reached this level.
Use more strength, I already have such strength, and I am not a bully of juniors.
Watara flicked a finger off the shattered star.
"Donor, do you want to take refuge in my Buddha?" ()
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