Under the Hangu Pass, Meng Jie, the general of the Tang Kingdom, lost the monk Huiguang and many generals, and he was really distressed. Seeing this, the pioneer officer Zhang Zhen hurriedly said: "Don't worry, don't worry, I think that the Huiguang monk is very strong, and today he was broken by the Han army, but it was only because of the light enemy." Only then did there be the disaster of death, and until tomorrow, the young general was willing to go out and kill one or two Song generals with the big handsome. ”

Meng Jie nodded and said: "Your senior brother Huiguang is indeed strong, but he is too light on the enemy, after killing a general, he should not get carried away, and he should not pay attention to those left-handed people, tomorrow it is not bad for you to go for a while, just don't underestimate the enemy, be careful, don't let me be unhappy in front of your master." ”

Zhang Zhen was overjoyed when he heard this, and ordered his soldiers to prepare not to mention it.

In Hangu Pass, after the scholar killed the monk Huiguang, there was jubilation in the pass, and only the handsome Wen Tianxiang had a sad face on his face. Seeing this, the general Zhang Shijie hurriedly asked: "Although the marshal used his troops today to break a general, he also killed the monk Huiguang, and killed many soldiers and horses, and returned with a great victory, why is he worried?"

Wen Tianxiang sighed when he heard this, frowned and said, "Although today is a small victory, the other party is not fuel-efficient. The two armies are evenly matched, so that the living beings do not know how many dead and wounded, poor my Honghuang human race, many years of recuperation, but had to fall into the flames of war, all living beings are suffering, my generation of monks, their hearts are innocent. ”

The scholar next to him smiled when he heard this: "Senior brother, fighting is bound to die, that is, my generation of monks, immortal, but also suffer a catastrophe, this is due to the number of days, that is, the respect of the ancestor and the saint, not also in the red dust to plan a lot, but the senior brother is in love." ”

Wen Tianxiang smiled when he heard this, "It's not mine, thank you for your explanation." ”

Early the next morning, Wen Tianxiang led the army out and pressed towards the enemy camp. Seeing this, Meng Jie had no choice but to raise a large army, and the two armies confronted each other at the Taiping Pass. The scholar Shi Ran ran came out of the big array, and said loudly: "Which thief is Zhang Zhen? Come out and lead the death quickly!"

Zhang Zhen was furious when he heard this, although he was also a disciple of Buddhism, he was dressed as a general. What's more, where there is a bald place opposite the scholar, he is clearly talking nonsense with his eyes open. Immediately, he waved the sword in his hand and greeted him. Seeing this, the scholar smiled coldly, held the treasure umbrella in his hand, stretched out his hand, and a white light like a cyan lotus rolled towards Zhang Zhen. Zhang Zhen smiled coldly, recited a few incantations in his mouth, but saw a white golden lotus also appear in front of him. The golden light has shone, and the Buddha's voice is great.

The green lotus and the white lotus collided, and suddenly the lotus leaves flew in all directions, exploding bursts of rouge.

To say that the thing in Zhang Zhen's hand, but it is unusual, it is the thing in the eight treasure pools in the central world, as hard as King Kong, it can be defended against the enemy and can hurt people, the lotus leaves flying all over the sky are murderous, I saw that Zhang Zhen immediately sacrificed the golden lotus, and the layers of petals flew, turning into a sea of flowers, surrounding the scholar in the middle, and constituted a golden lotus, and the scholar in white was like the lotus rod, unable to escape.

Seeing this, Wen Tianxiang and others were taken aback in their hearts, and were waiting to be rescued, but they saw that the scholar's face did not change, and he stretched out his hand to point, and on the treasure umbrella, he suddenly manifested a pagoda, this pagoda, nine stories high, four eaves and eight corners, engraved with countless wonderful law inscriptions, but it was modeled after the Nine Heavens Demon Pagoda of the Taoist of No Return, and it was above the head, but it was the flow of brilliance, and the golden lotus flew and fell on the pagoda, but it was not hurt at all.

Seeing this, Wen Tianxiang suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and then saw that the scholar snorted coldly, and a black light shot out from his hand, as fast as a shocking lightning, and with a whoosh, he instantly pierced the shoulder of the shock and fell to the ground.

Meng Jie was shocked when he saw this, and hurriedly asked people to come to the rescue, not wanting that Zhang Zhen to be angry, he stretched out his hand and pointed out, and saw that among the golden lotus, lotus seeds shot out, and smashed towards the scholar, the scholar saw this, and the treasure umbrella in his hand turned open, and he saw the blue and white light flashing, the wind and rain were shaking, this wind is not an ordinary wind, but the wind and rain above the nine heavens, this rain is not ordinary rain, but the blood rain has turned into a wail, this wind and rain together, suddenly the sky is dark, the ghost cries and howls, the golden lotus seeds are crushed, and Zhang Zhen attacks.

Seeing this, Zhang Zhen was immediately shocked, and hurriedly sacrificed the golden lotus to protect his body, only to see layers of lotus flowers, protecting his body, the wind and rain fell on the golden lotus, although it was like rain hitting the plantain, but he couldn't help it, seeing this, Meng Jie immediately Mingjin withdrew his troops, and Zhang Zhencai returned to the Tang camp with the support of the golden lotus.

"General Zhang, are you okay, can you see the origin of the treasure umbrella in the scholar's hand, why is it so powerful?" Meng Jie was relieved to see Zhang Zhen return safely, and hurriedly asked.

Zhang Zhen was unfavorable, but his face was a little ugly, and when he heard Meng Jie's words, he shook his head and said: "I don't know, but it seems that it should be the means of the Taixuan Palace, after all, the wind and blood rain are clearly from the dragon and phoenix clans, in addition to the dragon and phoenix clans in the world, only the disciples of the Taixuan Palace have such means, the magic weapon in the scholar's hand is powerful, the poor monk is not an opponent, and please ask the general for a while, I will go and invite the family teacher Fahai Zen Master to come, and I will definitely be able to destroy this scholar's magic weapon." ”

"If you can get the help of Zen Master Fahai, then Meng can also worry about it. Hearing this, Meng Jie immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly asked Zhang Zhen to ask Fahai for help, Zhang Zhen did not refuse, and immediately drove to Jinshan Temple.

Early the next morning, Wen Tianxiang and others were discussing major events in the army in the camp, and suddenly, they saw that in the Tang camp, the golden light was victorious, the Buddha's light was shining, and the Bodhisattva's Dharma was faintly visible, condensing the golden lotus, revealing bursts of Sanskrit singing.

Seeing this, Wen Tianxiang had a solemn look on his face, and hurriedly said: "Seeing that the other party's Buddha light is shining, I'm afraid that the Buddha is powerful, and in today's battle, I'm afraid it will be difficult to be good." ”

Hearing this, the scholar shook his head and said: "Senior brother, don't worry, although the Buddha light is powerful, it is not yet an opponent under it, if it weren't for the sake of leading out this guy, the poor Dao would have killed the Buddhist thief a long time ago, and it was difficult to allow him to escape, but now it is just right, the new hatred and old hatred are over together." ”

"Senior brother and that Buddhist disciple have a grudge?" Hearing this, Wen Tianxiang was stunned, but the scholar didn't explain when he heard this, but just looked at the place where the Buddha's light manifested with hatred.

I saw that outside the gate, on the battlefield, a monk walked out of the camp, white eyebrows and white beard, holding a golden Zen staff in one hand, holding a bowl in the other, nine ring scars on the top of the head hidden treasure light, there is a relic lotus flower rushing out of the mud pill, obviously a Taoist monk.

(End of chapter)