Chapter 212: Shaolin Temple Worships the Mountain

If it weren't for the surprise on Master Jingxuan's face, it didn't seem to be fake, and the power of the Heavenly Sword was also seen by everyone, Zhang Sanfeng would have wondered if Li Changsheng had taken out a fake Heavenly Sword.

However, looking at Li Changsheng's indifferent appearance, Zhang Sanfeng also reacted, Li Changsheng is a rare cultivator in the world, looking at the peculiarities of unusual people in him, you can know that the other party is indeed dedicated to the Dao, compared to it, a divine blade like the Heavenly Sword has really become a foreign object.

Seeing this, Zhang Sanfeng sighed with emotion: "Daochang Li is really a strange person in the world, and a divine soldier like Yitian Sword can also be unmoved, and the old way is not as good as it, admire, admire." ”

Zhang Zhenren praised it falsely. Li Changsheng hurriedly said, his family knows his own family affairs, and he is not as good as Zhang Sanfeng said, the reason why he is so happy is that he really doesn't care about the level of martial arts in the martial arts, and the Yitian Sword is not in his hand, there is not much difference.

In these two cases, he has all the biggest secrets of the Heavenly Sword, just a divine blade, as long as he is willing, he can find out some genius treasures, and forge a divine weapon blade no less than the Heavenly Sword, so naturally he will not take it to heart.

Subsequently, Zhang Sanfeng asked people to arrange for Li Changsheng to sit down, and after taking a seat, many eyes still glanced at Li Changsheng's body, after all, a young master was born, not to mention a strange white ape, and he could also regard a divine weapon like Yitian Sword as nothing, which would inevitably attract people's attention, and even inside Wudang, there were many people looking at Li Changsheng, secretly calculating whether the other party was friend or foe.

Suddenly, a Buddha horn came, "Amitabha!"

Just like Huang Zhong Da Lu, it shook Zixiao Palace, and the sound was clear and bright from far and near, as if it was ringing in people's ears.

Hearing this, Zhang Sanfeng laughed loudly: "It turned out that the Shaolin Sect Kongwen Zen Master had arrived, and the old Tao was disrespectful and disrespectful. ”

"The poor monk is empty, with the junior brother empty wisdom and emptiness, and the disciple of the disciple, I wish Zhang Zhenren a long time. ”

With Zhang Sanfeng's laughter, I saw three old monks, leading nine monks, slowly walking to the front of Zixiao Palace. The white eyebrows of the Master of Emptiness drooped down and covered his eyes, like an arhat with long eyebrows; the Master of Emptiness had a majestic body and a mighty appearance; the Master of Emptiness had a bitter face and the corners of his mouth drooped.

The four great monks of Shaolin, seeing and hearing wisdom, have a very high status in the martial arts, and now, in addition to the late Kongjian monks, the three major monks are all present, that is, Zhang Sanfeng does not dare to take the big, and enters the hall with Kongwen and others.

He Taichong, Jingxuan Shitai, Guan Neng and other disciples of various sects also stepped forward to salute one after another, and among the crowd, only Li Changsheng was still sitting on the chair, and he didn't even raise his eyelids, as if these people didn't appear at all.

Shaolin Divine Monk, even compared to Zhang Sanfeng's status is not bad, but Li Changsheng did not react at all, and the master of Kongwen couldn't help but feel a little strange when he saw this, but he was extremely humble, and he didn't care, and other people didn't necessarily come, especially the emptiness with the hottest temper, and couldn't help frowning when he saw this.

"Zhang Zhenren, the poor monks and others are all juniors, and they respect you, but today, the poor monks and others came on behalf of Shaolin, but your disciples are motionless, it's too rude. “

Hearing this, everyone realized that everyone stood up, but Li Changsheng sat on a stool and drank tea as if he was nothing, because he was wearing a Taoist robe, so he was regarded as a disciple of the Wudang Sect by emptiness.

Hearing this, Zhang Sanfeng was also embarrassed, after all, Li Changsheng was not a disciple of Wudang, people couldn't get up, and it wasn't his turn to take care of it, and he was about to explain, when he heard a click, and the sound of cups colliding came, which was particularly harsh.

Following the sound, I saw Li Changsheng put down the cup in his hand, and glanced at the master of emptiness with a smile, "Listening to the meaning of this master, it seems that he has a lot of opinions about the poor way, it just so happens that the poor road also has a problem, I want to ask the master, Buddhism has clouds, all beings are equal, and the four are empty, is this true?"

"Nature is true!" Emptiness is not clear, but it is also sincere, and he nodded when he heard the words.

"Since all living beings are equal, the four are empty, the poor way is standing or sitting, kneeling or welcome, what is the difference, but the master, who has been practicing Buddhism for many years, but still takes into account the door, the view of the door, the poor way wants to ask, have you cultivated to the belly of the dog for so many years?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was in an uproar again, this! Li Changsheng is too bold, first he made enemies with Emei, and now he insults Shaolin, doesn't he want to live?

Sure enough, hearing this, the master of emptiness was furious, "Okay, you little Taoist priest, dare to humiliate the poor monk like this, Zhang Zhenren, is this your Wudang hospitality?"

"Nan Wu Amitabha!" Seeing this, Master Kongwen shouted a Buddha horn, like a lion's thunder, shaking the Quartet, and suddenly quieting the noisy scene.

I saw him look at Li Changsheng with a calm face, then turned his head to look at the master of emptiness, and said slowly: "Senior brother, what this Taoist chief said is right, Buddhism cultivates the mind, the four major are empty, fame and fortune are all fleeting, respectful or not, what's important, junior brother, you are in the picture." ”

"Amitabha, thank you for your advice, the poor monk has been taught. Hearing this, the originally angry Master of Emptiness suddenly folded his hands and bowed respectfully to Master Kongwen, and the fire on his body also dissipated.

Seeing this, Li Changsheng sneered, this empty smell is worthy of being the abbot of Shaolin, not to mention anything else, this sanctimonious appearance is pretending to be good, don't think that he didn't see the anger that flashed in his eyes, the reason why he behaved like this was just to show others.

You don't see it, as soon as these words came out, everyone looked at Kongwen with a little more reverence, as for Li Changsheng, it was full of contempt, presumably, as soon as today's events came out, everyone would say that he was a Shaolin monk, which was extraordinary.

As for himself, he should be a villain in this story, a stepping stone to the other party's reputation.

glanced at Kong Wen sarcastically, but Li Changsheng lowered his head again and drank his own tea, such a thing of the camp is only done by this kind of ordinary people, for him, this Jianghu is just a stepping stone to seek further progress, as for the so-called reputation, he really doesn't care much.

On the other side, Zhang Sanfeng also hurriedly introduced, saying that Li Changsheng was not a disciple of Wudang, but a martial artist who came to congratulate him on his birthday, and heard that Li Changsheng took the Yitian Sword from the Emei faction, and then returned the Yitian Sword, and even after a white ape behind him defeated Master Jingxuan, Master Kongwen couldn't help but look at Li Changsheng twice. It all starts with Bao Zhilin