Chapter 449: The Grand Event Is About to Begin
Jinshan Temple is located on the top of the Golden Mountain in the northwest of Zhenjiang Prefecture, hence the name. As a holy place of Buddhism in the south of the Yangtze River, Jinshan Temple has the largest water and land dojo in the Central Plains Buddhism, chanting sutras and fasting, worshiping the Buddha and worshipping and repenting, and recommending the dead. After thousands of years of development, there are more than 3,000 monks in the temple who have been formally ordained, and there are no less than 10,000 monks of all kinds.
All the temple gates in China are sitting in the south and facing north, but only the Jinshan Temple faces west, facing the western Elysium, facing the Yangtze River. The halls and halls are connected to each other, and the pavilions and pavilions are connected to each other. Cishou Pagoda stands on the top of the Golden Mountain, rising from the ground, abruptly cloudy sky. From the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, layers of palaces and pavilions, one by one towers, wrap the golden mountain, and the mountain and the temple are integrated. The whole Jinshan seems to be a magnificent and magnificent temple, constituting a group of ancient buildings that are connected to each other and Danhui Biying, forming the peculiar style of "Temple Wrapped Mountain" in splendor.
At that time, the morning sun was rising, a dock facing the temple gate had been cleared, there was a welcoming passage, dozens of warrior monks with a fierce spirit lined up in two teams, their hands folded, standing on both sides of the passage, their faces were solemn and solemn, and they did not move at all.
Along the welcome passage all the way up the stairs, the four major heads of Jinshan Temple, the eight deacons are all together, quietly standing on both sides of the steps, just below the temple door, the abbot Zhaoshan Zen Master stands under the steps, looking into the distance.
Thousands of boats of all sizes have gathered on the river, and the martial arts people who came to watch the battle surrounded the huge river surface, only to hear someone on the river shouting: "Xishan Yulong Wanshou Palace has arrived!"
"The Fifth Ancestor Sea Toad Zhongli has arrived!"
"Da Mao is a clear and slightly sent!"
"Chen Chuanhuashan has sent it!"
One ship after another approached the dock, and one by one, there were all true immortal wind bones, carrying swords, stepping on the welcoming passage, without saying a word, just saluting to the deacon Zhaoming Zen Master who welcomed the guests, and then stood quietly aside, looking at the nose, nose, mouth, and heart.
Seeing these people, several class leaders and deacons of Jinshan Temple just smiled slightly and dismissed. They were afraid of Xiao Qianli, the Pure Yang Sect Leader in the Void Realm, but they didn't care about these second- and third-rate Daoist sects.
I only heard the loud voice on the river: "The White Horse Temple has arrived!"
Under the leadership of the small boat, a large ship slowly approached the dock, and nine old monks with white beards and white eyebrows disembarked from the boat, and the big boat immediately put away its cables and returned to anchor on the river.
"Lingyin Temple has arrived!"
Two more speedboats came in the wind and waves, more than a dozen old monks showed their bodies from the two clippers, Zhaoming Zen Master hurriedly took a few steps forward, proclaimed the Buddha's name, and said loudly: "Guangji and Xingbei are also here?"
The old monk at the head returned the salute and said in a deep voice: "Lingyin and Jinshan live together in the land of Suzhou and Hangzhou, which can be described as a strip of water, such a big thing, how can the old man not come? Zhaoming junior brother does not need to greet him, I can wait for myself!"
Zen Master Zhaoming saluted, and immediately stood aside, only to see the abbot of Lingyin Temple, Xingbei Zen Master, with a group of junior disciples and all the old monks of the White Horse Temple, one by one, and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Guangji is much farther than us, but he arrived before us, but the old man is rude!"
The leader of the White Horse Temple is an old monk with a yellow face and thin muscles, the muscles on his face are deeply sunk, and the whole person looks skinny.
These two forces went to the other side, not wanting to meet the Taoist sect that came before. Xingbei Zen Master looked around and said with a smile: "Now there is still Shaolin that has not arrived, and I can't imagine that Chunyang Palace invites Jinshan Temple, but I have no intention of achieving a good story in the martial arts." ”
Zen Master Guangji nodded, and said slowly: "When the poor monk came, there were already many Zen brothers on the river, and when Shaolin came, it could be called a grand event of liberation!"
Immediately afterwards, the monks of the Reclining Buddha, Donglin, Qixia, Qingjing, Guiyuan and many other famous mountains and temples arrived, and the power of Buddhism was prosperous, and the momentum of dozens of Taoist priests on that side was suddenly suppressed. Seeing this situation, the monks were even more disdainful.
"Sanhe Tianji Faction, Shaoyang Faction, Qixia Longmen Faction, Suishan Faction!"
"The Taishan faction, the Pavilion Soap Lingbao faction, and the Heavenly Master Zhengyi have arrived!"
"Heavenly Master Dao Shenxiao has sent it!"
The faces of the monks became a little solemn, all of them are famous mountain sects that have been inherited for a long time in the Xuanmen, far from being comparable to the small families who came before, although the Daomen is declining, but no one dares to take a peek at them easily. Only the monks of Jinshan, Baima, and Lingyin Temple have calm faces, although these sects are strong, but compared with the three famous temples, they are undoubtedly a little behind.
"Emei is here!"
"The True Martial Sect, the Qingcheng Faction, the Kongtong Faction, and the Dragon and Tiger Mountain have arrived!"
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The five major gates gathered, and even the abbot of the White Horse Temple, Guangji, and the abbot of the Lingyin Temple, couldn't help but change their complexions, especially when they saw the five people of Xuanguan Daojun, Lu Chenzi, Qingxu Daojun, Zhang Zhengchen and Huayang Jianjun, Rao is many old monks' eyes were above the top, and they couldn't help frowning at this time.
Zen Master Zhaoming did not dare to slack off, and hurriedly stepped forward to salute, Xuanguan Daojun smiled and said: "Zen Master Zhaoming does not have to be polite, we are only here to watch the battle, and there is no need to face the enemy!"
"Don't you need to be like a great enemy?" Zhaoming Zen Master said secretly in his stomach, "Most of the elites of the world's Taoist sects are gathered like this, if there is a mistake in the fight, and the Xuanmen does not take the opportunity to make trouble, then it is called a strange thing!"
The arrival of the Five Great Dao Gate, the Xuanmen side suddenly became a big momentum, Xuanguan Daojun walked to the side of the Dao Gate, and saw the Xihe Daojun who arrived first, and smiled at the moment: "Xihe Dao friends came so fast, and the poor Dao hurried and hurried, but it was still a step late." ”
Xihe Daojun laughed and said, "I owe Xiao Zhangjiao an old account, and now I take this opportunity to pay him back!"
Among the people present, only Xuanguan, Qingxu, and Lu Chen knew what kind of "old account" Xihe Daojun owed Xiao Qianli, and at the moment, his eyes showed a strange light, and he looked Xihe Daojun up and down a few times, and saw that his body was full of breath, and he was no different from ordinary people, and couldn't help but be overjoyed, and arched his hand: "Congratulations to Xihe Daoyou, the innate Dao method has gone further, it is really gratifying!"
At the beginning, in the land of Dao Fall, several disciples of the Pure Yang Palace entered to search for treasures, and obtained a withered branch of the innate Yimu Spirit Root Huangzhong Li, Xihe Daojun took advantage of it to get a glimpse of the origin of the innate wood line, and in just half a year, he collected the purple thunder around him into the sea of qi, and actually returned to the source, faintly touching the innate high-level portal.
Xihe Daojun was also full of smiles, and returned the salute again and again: "Don't dare to be, don't dare to be, several Daoist brothers are now making great progress, Xihe is only shallow, and he has a slight success, so he can't be counted!"
When everyone in the Daomen was jubilant, they only heard a shout on the river: "Songshan Shaolin has arrived!"
As soon as these words came out, the audience was silent, but the people in the Buddhist sect were all happy.
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