Chapter 590: Guangji's Poisonous Plan
On the ninth day of September last year, Xiao Qianli invited to fight in Jinshan Temple, one of the four famous temples, under the witness of countless people in the Central Plains martial arts, one person and one sword, successively defeated the eight deacons, the four major class leaders, and the "Great Sun Tengxiao Array" blessed by the Buddha Treasure.
Not only that, in the battle of Jinshan, the abbot of the White Horse Temple, Guangji Zen Master, released the world-destroying demon head Baili Changqing, as soon as he was born, he seriously injured Qu Li, the leader of the Five Poisons Sect, and beat the three monks of ascetic cultivation to the point that his skills were exhausted, forcing his fellow disciple Jiang Yuan to launch the "Mixed Yuan Immortal Sutra" to martyrdom. Such an incomparably powerful person was crushed to death by Xiao Qianli with a finger.
After this battle, Xiao Qianli became the most powerful person in the Central Plains martial arts, except for those legendary figures who have been hidden for decades, no one dares to say that they can defeat Xiao Qianli. The nickname of the Pure Yang Sword Venerable has gradually spread out, and it has the prestige of "the first sword in the world".
On the ninth day of September this year, the Pure Yang Sect finally couldn't hold it back, and sent the deputy Sect Leader Song Shujian to invite the Shaolin Temple, and once the news came out, it immediately became the most eye-catching focus in the Central Plains martial arts. For a time, the rivers and lakes were surging, and countless powerful people went to Songshan to witness this earth-shattering war with their own eyes.
Since the internal strife of the three sects of Xuanmen, the Taoist sect has almost collapsed, and the Buddha religion has swept the Central Plains by taking advantage of the situation, and the Buddhism has almost suppressed the Taoist sect for thousands of years. Fortunately, there is the head of Emei, Xuanguan Daojun, who turned the tide, and this person is a master of Buddhism, Confucianism, and Mo teachings, and has absorbed the essence of the Zongheng family, running in many directions, connecting the five avenue sects, and finally stabilizing the crumbling Xuanmen, and gradually has a revival trend.
Now there is such a powerful person born out of nowhere, first clean up Mahayana Buddhism, and then cut off the arm of Buddhism, directly blocking the momentum of Buddhism, and now he is challenging Shaolin Temple head-on, the situation is self-evident.
"Is this a rise in Daomen?"
"I can't say, if the Pure Yang Palace Sect really defeats the Shaolin Temple, I'm afraid that the Xuanmen will really take advantage of the situation and turn over!"
"Shaolin Temple has been inherited for thousands of years, the martial arts are broad and profound, and the masters are like clouds, even if the abbot of Shaolin Temple can't beat Xiao Qianli, maybe a few old monks who have been hidden in the world for hundreds of years will jump out......"
"Brother Liu is reasonable, for so many years, Shaolin Temple has never been breached, what kind of skill did the ancestor of the Blood God two hundred years ago? ”
In the rivers and lakes, such conversations can be heard everywhere, and even the storytellers now don't talk about the fragrant jokes of those lingering grievances and scholars, but instead talk about the rumors of grievances and Buddhist and Taoist battles in the rivers and lakes, which often attract the audience to applaud like thunder, and the reward is far more than several times more than in the past.
In the blink of an eye, it was August, and many people had already set out on the road together and rushed to Shaomuro Mountain. A war of this magnitude has been extremely rare for hundreds of years, so how can these people in the rivers and lakes not be itchy and embarrassed? Naturally, they rushed to occupy a good position to watch the battle early, so that they could talk about it in the future.
It's not yet September, and the foot of Shaomu Mountain is bustling, and thousands of people are crowded, and I don't know how many martial arts people have come for a while. Even the Imperial Palace Ouchi couldn't hold back, and sent a team of people to watch the battle from afar, and the rest of the small and medium-sized sects were all there, and there were no less than tens of thousands of people at one time, turning an invitation to battle into a martial arts event.
On the Taimur Mountain, which is facing Shaomu Mountain, it is silent and uninhabited, and the top of the peak is empty, only an old monk in gray clothes has his back to the road of the upper peak, sitting on the ground.
There was a slight sound of footsteps behind him, and the gray-clothed old monk didn't look back, and said with a smile: "How are you preparing?"
"It's all ready!" a man in black stood quietly behind the gray-clothed old monk and said in a deep voice, "Just wait for the ninth day of the ninth month of September, and the seven roads will move together!"
"Hmm!" The gray-clothed old monk nodded with satisfaction, stood up, and showed a thin face, it was Zen Master Guangji, the abbot of the White Horse Temple.
"I don't understand!" the man in black said slowly, "Now that Xiao Qian is away from the Shaolin Temple, the Pure Yang Palace is not much worse if it is not the elite." Why do you insist on not attacking Jade Void Peak?"
Guangji laughed and said: "The old man knows that you are unwilling to give up, so I will tell you the details today!"
He said slowly: "Who is the predecessor of the Fa Wu? He is a pure land cultivator, except for the one behind you, how many people in the world can easily hurt him? He went to Yuxu Peak, which was originally a clear chess move by Lao Qu, one was a demonstration, and the other was to force away the Xuanguan Dao Monarch and break the Dao Gate. Such a character actually died in one move under the mountain protection array of the Pure Yang Palace, so powerful, but you and I can easily take it?"
"Xiao Qianli has always acted before making a decision, and this appointment to fight Shaolin can be regarded as one of his few stupid moves. With his habits, how could he not have set up heavy troops on the Jade Void Peak? With that mountain protection array, supplemented by a few innate masters, how could we easily gnaw it down? It would be better to take this opportunity and eat the other targets one by one!"
The man in black hesitated for a moment, nodded and said, "It's reasonable to say that you are right, but you didn't go to Shaolin and Emei, but chose the seven roads, why?"
"Not to mention that there are tens of thousands of Jianghu people at the foot of Shaomu Mountain now, even if our manpower is filled in, it will be useless. These seven roads are really a great article!"
"Now that the Xuanguan Daojun has gone to the imperial city, the Emei faction has suddenly lost its backbone; the Zhenwu Qingxu Daojun is now in charge of the Sanqing Order, and he has a lofty position in the Xuanmen; Lu Chenzi of the Kongtong faction seems to be reckless, but in fact he has quite a big picture. This time, taking the opportunity of Xiao Qianli to fight in Shaolin Temple, the main figures of these three factions naturally came to help in the battle, and the sect was bound to be empty. ”
"There was a war in Northern Shaolin, and Southern Shaolin will inevitably send a large number of good hands to come, and Lingyin Temple has always been good friends with Shaolin, and it will inevitably come in person. These two factions are exactly what we are aiming for. ”
"When the war is over, on the way back from all walks of life, there will naturally be a sixth way to go out and kill the key people one by one. ”
"The last way is the sixteen people you led, your father has raised them for so many years, and it is time to do something. As for how much turmoil you can cause, it's up to you!"
The man in black sneered and said disdainfully: "Yang Benchang, you are so calculating, let's do our best things, but you sit on Taimuro Mountain and don't even move your feet." If you want to provoke a war in the Central Plains, don't you just rely on this one mouth?"
Zen Master Guangji was not angry, and said with a smile: "If you are not the eldest son of Zuoxian King Huerduwei, it will not be your turn to put your beak in front of the old man!"
The man in black suddenly changed color, and said angrily: "If it weren't for your self-righteousness, how could my 10,000 cavalry die so unexplained? If this plan goes wrong again, see how you explain it to my father! At that time, don't say that the Central Plains can't tolerate you, but the Huns also regard you as a great enemy!"
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