The power of the state machine is the most powerful, just three days, in front of the White Horse Temple, a glutinous rice pulp mixed with clay, tempered by thousands of hammers, long and twenty-four zhang, wide twelve zhang, nine feet high platform rises from the ground.

After the completion of the test bench built for the two sides of the Tao and Buddha, Emperor Liu Zhuang ordered that half a month later, the two sides of the Tao and the Buddha were in front of the White Horse Temple, discussing the scriptures and fighting the law, competing with each other, and distinguishing the authenticity from the inferior.

When the news spread, the world's Taoist Buddha shook, and countless eminent monks and famous Taoists rushed to Luoyang one after another, ready to wave the flag and cheer for their side.

In the Sanqing Hall of Baiyun Temple in Luoyang City, there are twenty immortal wind Dao bones at this time, wearing various colors of Taoist robes, men and women, young and old, people from the Daomen gathered, they are the master of the five mountains and eighteen views and the master of the Taishang Three Caves He Zhengzhi and his friend Zhuge Shanxin.

The atmosphere in the Sanqing Hall was a little silent, and all the Taoist priests and women either bowed their heads in contemplation, or drank tea silently, and no one spoke.

"Buddhism has the art of tongue blooming lotus, and all monks are sophistries who can argue with three points without reason. A pair of iron mouths and steel teeth, steel bars can be bitten off, if we talk about the scriptures, we are afraid that we have no chance of winning. After drinking tea, seeing that the atmosphere was really dull, He Zhengzhi, as the initiator of the party at this time, took the lead in breaking the dullness.

Although our Daomen advocates purity and inaction, and we do not quarrel (debate) when we meet together like Shamen, it does not mean that we will lose to them in our arguments with them. A red-clothed noon Taoist priest said.

"Fire Spirit Zhenren, don't be careless, compared with Buddhism's often hard practice of debate, we really don't have an advantage. Zhu Shan said: "I have inquired, that Se Mo Teng is from the Tiantian Zhu clan Jia Ye clan, this clan is good at debating the scriptures, and Se Mo Teng is one of the geniuses, defeating countless high monks, the king of the debate, it must be difficult to deal with, should be cautious and careful." ”

"Among us, when we usually meet, we only talk about our respective spiritual insights and exchange experiences, but I don't know who among us is good at expounding the scriptures and sayings. Fellow Daoists, I don't know who will be on this first scripture competition?" He Zhengzhi coughed lightly and got down to business.

All the Taoist priests and female crowns, you look at me, I look at you, I feel that I am not a master of debate, and I feel that I have no chance of winning with the title of "King of Debate".

"If you want to talk about martial arts competitions, demon subjugation, alchemy and the like, we are really not afraid of them, but in terms of lip service, we are really not as good as those bald donkeys. "After all, this is a matter related to the inheritance of the Dao system, and the Fire Spirit Daoist is no longer clamoring, and he is a little worried.

"If you want to talk about the art of debate, you should push the vertical and horizontal family, but after the unification of Qin Shi Huang, he hated these guys who were engaged in the division of the country, and ordered the great witch who followed him to chase and kill, and killed the people who were vertical and horizontal, but now there is no eloquent talent. Zhu Shanxin sighed.

"Prepare for the worst and focus on the second fight. The two monks of Mo Teng and Zhu Falan are both strong men of the half-step Daluo, and they are the representatives of the Buddhism, not ordinary half-step Daluo, and they need to come up with a powerful master to deal with them. "All good believes.

"The affairs of the Daomen are all within my equal share, so I dare not resign. "The Fire Spirit Daoist is very serious.

"Although there is a chance that the first debate will lose, it can't let the Buddhism win easily, I don't know if that Taoist friend is willing to go to the meeting of the Buddha's bald donkey?" Seeing that the candidate for the fighting method was confirmed, He Zhengzhi asked about the candidate for the debate.

"Go to the poor road, although there is no chance of winning, but the poor road will try its best, it's a big deal to rely on the old and sell the old. An old Taoist priest wearing a yellow gossip robe, with pale hair and a face like old tree bark, laughed.

"Huang Shigong is willing to make a move, that's the best. He Zhengzhi hurriedly got up and thanked him.

Huangshi Gong became famous early, as early as two or three hundred years ago, he was a famous monk, the Tao is very profound, and there is a famous disciple Zhang Liang, who has a very high prestige in the Daomen, he is willing to come forward, He Zhengzhi is of course very grateful, in the final analysis, although this time is a battle for Taoism, but the cause is still for them to fight for land.

The candidates for the contestants have been decided, and all the masters of the Taoist sect in the Sanqing Hall immediately relaxed, and they talked about the Tao in groups of three or five to pass the time.

Half a month passed quickly, and soon it was the day of the competition between the Taoist and Buddhist sides. On this day, the wind and the sun are beautiful, the weather is sunny, Luoyang City is empty, most of the people in the city come to the White Horse Temple to see the excitement, but see the crowd in front of the White Horse Temple, and the black pressure is overwhelming.

Fortunately, Emperor Liu Zhuang had expected it, and transferred a thousand imperial forest troops early, set up a guard around the White Horse Temple, and maintained it, but there was no chaos.

On such a lively occasion, it is natural that ruffians and hooligans and thieves are indispensable, but once they are discovered, they are immediately beaten by the Imperial Forest Army to maintain order, and then tied up with ropes, ready to be escorted to the Luoyang Order Office after the conference is dispersed.

There's a reason why the Guards are so conscientious. The reason is that Emperor Liu Zhuang is coming, so naturally he can't let this place become a dirty and messy vegetable market.

Around the hour, the sun is neither hot nor cold, the temperature is suitable, the emperor Liu Zhuang drove out of the palace, escorted by a team of elite royal forest guards, and soon came to the front of the White Horse Temple.

Liu Zhuang's prestige was very high, and his arrival immediately caused the people of Luoyang to cheer like a tsunami.

"Long live, long live, long live!" tens of thousands of people shouted long live, it was really terrifying, and I saw that there were tide-like threads of luck gathered around Liu Zhuang's body, protecting it tightly.

That luck, it's just that the immortals are approaching, and the spell will lose its effect, which is really a ghost and a god.

Facing the welcome of the people, Liu Zhuang immediately stepped out of the chariot and waved his hand to the people around him.

Surrounded by a cadre of imperial forest troops and under the watchful eyes of the people, Liu Zhuang's chariot came to the front of the White Horse Temple.

As soon as the chariot stopped, a eunuch immediately sent a stool, and Liu Zhuang stepped on the stool, easily stepped off the chariot, and walked towards the White Horse Temple.

The Imperial Forest Army, who had come to maintain order first, had already received the news that the emperor was coming, and had prepared a seat in front of the White Horse Temple early.

After Liu Zhuang sat down, in order to save time, he went back to deal with state affairs early, and without saying anything, he directly announced the start of the scripture competition.

The representatives of the two sides of the Taoist Buddha, Mo Teng and Huang Shigong, each walked up to the high platform surrounded by several novices and Taoist children, and stood opposite each other.

After the prostration, the Taoist and Buddhist sides sat down on the Putuan, and the debate was about to begin.

"What is the Tao?" asked Takerten first.

As a Taoist priest, he naturally has a deep understanding of "Dao", Huang Shigong smiled slightly: "The scope of Dao is very large, I think it is the truth, the rule, and the truth of the existence of all things......"

Huangshi Gongyang sprinkled nearly a thousand words, but he was afraid that the other party would attack the entire Daomen, so he added a "I think", and his words were not leaky.

"Ha ......" The dry debate Sutra Buddha was very boring, and after listening to it for a while, the macaque king immediately yawned and got up.

"It's boring enough. "Morteng and Zhu Falan are talking about some Buddhist scriptures, finding fault with each other, full of dry goods, listening to it for a long time, it is indeed boring to death, Chen Xian couldn't help but sigh.

"It's so boring that you have to have a little fun. Chen Xian thought secretly.

He smiled and sent a message to Huang Shi Gong: "Huang Shi Gong, you ask Mo Teng, if his mother and the Buddha who lost his mana fall into the water at the same time and can't swim, who will he save first?"

Huang Shigong was dealing with Takerteng's question at this time, and was slightly stunned when he heard Chen Xian's transmission, and then thought about it, and felt that this question was very good, if Shotten replied to save his mother first, then it would be to see through the red dust and disrespect the Buddha, if he saved the Buddha, it would be even more troublesome, in this era of deposing a hundred schools of thought and respecting Confucianism, loyalty and filial piety are one, if you don't save your mother, it can be regarded as having no king and no father, and it will definitely cause public anger.

The more he thought about it, the more reasonable Huang Shigong couldn't help but stop, and began to draw inferences from one another, coming up with a lot of similar problems, preparing to make things difficult for the other party.

"Why did Daoyou suddenly stop in the middle of his reply?" asked Murphy, waking Huang Shigong up from his own world.

"Hehe......" Huang Shigong smiled slightly: "The master's Buddhism is profound, his wisdom is superb, and if he has a question, I hope the master can answer it." ”

Huang Shigong put his posture very low, and held Molten very high, which was nothing more than to kill him.

Huang Shigong is unusual, which makes Morteng very vigilant, but if the secret path can answer the other party's doubts, then it will confirm the fact that Buddhism is more advanced than Taoism, because this problem Taoist priests want to ask monks for advice, although vigilant, he still asked: "I don't know what confusion you have, but it doesn't matter, we can discuss it together." ”

He didn't dare to say anything to death, but only said that he would discuss it together, giving him room to maneuver.

"Hehe......" Huang Shigong smiled slightly, secretly saying that this problem is a dead end, but there is no room for maneuver.

"That's the case, if your mother and the Buddha who lost his mana are kidnapped by the strongman, the strongman is not your opponent, in order to get out, the strongman gave the two of them a poison that can kill them in just a moment, and you only have an antidote on you, who will you save?" Huang Shigong asked, but the question was more rigorous than Chen Xian's mother and daughter-in-law who fell into the water but couldn't swim, and it was more in line with the reality of this world.

He was stunned for a moment, he really couldn't think of a good answer, but he wasn't a vegetarian either...... Well, he is a vegetarian, it should be said that he is not a fuel-efficient lamp, and immediately said: "This question is profound, the little monk can't answer it, but I don't know how Daoist friends will choose in the face of this problem?"

In the face of the anti-general army of Molteng, Huang Shigong was obviously prepared, and said with a smile: "This is my question to the master, but the master asked me, hehe...... If Poor Dao encounters this, I will save Dao Ancestor first, Dao Ancestor is omnipotent, save him, and after he recovers his mana, I will beg him to save his mother. ”

Uh-uh-uh...... He was stunned for a moment, he really didn't expect to be able to answer like this, and for a while, there were 10,000 grass and mud horses flying over in his heart.

Well, it is also Huangshi Gong who is treacherous, otherwise he would not be able to teach a clever apprentice like Zhang Liang, and use a voice trap to trap Shi Morteng and win a small game.

Liu Zhuang is a Ming Jun, Ming Jun is very self-disciplined, he spends a lot of time dealing with the music every day, the time is limited, seeing that Daomen has won a small victory, he immediately judges Daomen to win the scripture competition, and asks to start the next fighting competition.

In the original history, this competition that took place in the White Horse Temple, a total of three, on the scriptures, fighting the law, burning the scriptures, so the high platform in front of the White Horse Temple is also called the burning platform. Originally, the Taoist Gate lost all three competitions, and many Taoist priests couldn't stand the suspicious eyes of the onlookers, so they changed their courts, shaved their ordination, and switched to Buddhism. Especially now that the Wuchao Zen Master is missing, without the help of the Sun True Fire, the outcome of the third scripture burning competition is unpredictable, and things are confusing, which is really getting more and more interesting.

Losing on his own strengths, and losing to a bad old man, Chemoteng's face was very ugly, but this result was made by the emperor, if he wanted to preach the East Land, he couldn't do without the support of the emperor, and he didn't dare to refute it, so he got off the high platform unhappily.

"Senior brother doesn't need to worry, victory or defeat is a common thing in soldiers, but it is just a battle of words, I will go up and subdue them with my fists, so that mortals know that those Taoist priests are just powerful and have no real skills!"

"Be careful, don't be careless!" In the end, it was a half-step Daluo powerhouse with profound Buddhism, and Morteng quickly adjusted his mentality, and said to Zhu Falan, who was about to ascend the high platform.

Zhu Falan nodded, then carried the Zen staff, and climbed the high platform without looking back, every step he took, in fact, he was one point stronger.

The representative of the Dao Gate, the Fire Spirit Daoist, did not show weakness, carrying an unsheathed magic sword on his back, and walked up to the high platform step by step, his clothes were windless and automatic, obviously accumulating momentum.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!"

"Amitabha!"

The fire spirit Taoist and Zhu Falan stopped at a distance of one zhang, and said hello at the same time, one preached the three Qingdao salutes, and the other preached the Buddha and performed the ten Buddha salutes.

"Zheng!" The Fire Spirit Daoist let out a sword roar with the magic sword on his back, and flew up and fell into the right hand raised by the Fire Spirit Daoist.

"Boom......"

After the Fire Spirit Daoist danced a sword flower casually, he crossed the sword on his chest and said, "Please!"

Zhu Falan slashed at the Fire Spirit Daoist, which was considered a move, and then he looked at the Fire Spirit Daoist with contempt.

The temper of the Fire Spirit Dao people was already hot, and when they encountered provocations, how could they endure it, so they immediately stepped forward with their swords, and swung their swords directly to Zhu Falan's hands holding the Zen staff.

Because it is a martial arts competition in front of many mortals, spells and martial arts such as law heaven and earth and sword qi that are very destructive or have a large impact are not easy to use, and the two can only compete with fists and feet and some small spells, but the fight is not inferior to ** at all, but it is more dangerous, and the fight between square inches is the most intense.

The Zen staff flew over, the sword shadow was heavy, mixed with the flames of Buddha light, and the two half-step Daluo powerhouses, as soon as they handed over, the battle intensified to the most intense place.

On the high platform, the fire spirit Taoist and Zhu Falan moved and moved, the body was like a ghost, surrounded by the flames of Buddha light, only to see the surrounding mortals were fascinated, and many people were born to seek immortals and worship the Buddha.