Chapter 170, Zen Taoism (18)

The nine-headed insect wind Jiulang collected the true body of the law, turned into a human form, nodded, and said with a smile:

"Now I know, Brother Pan, I didn't expect you to seem honest, but in fact you are cautious. Being able to judge the situation when facing the enemy in battle, it is really not easy to think of this method. I lost this battle convincingly. ”

In the third round, there were left Buddhism, Shaolin Temple, Jueyuan, and Taoist Maoshan Zongjia Wuqing. When Master Zhang Zixiang, the director of the Zen Taoist Association, announced that they would compete on stage, the great monk Zhicao, who had been lowering his eyebrows and not saying a word, suddenly opened his eyes and glanced at the little monk Jueyuan, full of love and pity.

Jueyuan suddenly felt a little strange, looked back, and glanced at the host of Zhicao, as if he had an understanding. He walked steadily to the host, kowtowed three times, did not speak, and turned to the half-left boulder ring.

Still not sad or happy, he stood there with his hands folded.

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

The great monk of Zhicao chanted a Buddha name, closed his eyes and lowered his head, without saying a word.

Wang Yuanzhi, the head of the Taoist Maoshan Sect, had already summoned Jia Wuqing over, and sighed lightly:

"Qing'er, this battle ......"

Unexpectedly, Jia Wuqing's expression remained unchanged, and he said lightly:

"The disciple knows what to do. ”

Sect Leader Wang Yuanzhi nodded and said:

"Go for it......"

All this was seen by Zhang Zixiang, the Heavenly Master of Dragon and Tiger Mountain, he got out of the ring, walked to the side of the Shaolin Zhicao Great Monk and the Maoshan Sect Sect Sect Master Wang Yuanzhi, sighed, and said:

"It's hard for the two. ”

Don't look at the scenery in front of these monks and real people, in fact, they all have hardships in their hearts, but they just don't say it. This Zen Taoist meeting. It was organized by the two schools of Buddhism and Taoism at the behest of the Son of Heaven of the Tang Dynasty, and the Tang King wanted the two schools of Buddhism and Taoism to contain each other. A confrontation situation is formed, and the world is peaceful.

There must be court eyeliner at the scene of this Zen Taoist meeting. If the two schools of Buddhism and Taoism are still friendly and exchanged, it will inevitably make the Tang King suspicious, so the great monk Zhicao and Wang Yuanzhi Zhencai each ordered their beloved disciples, and this competition will end miserably. Contradictions, sometimes really inseparable.

Jia Wuqing got into the ring, gave a sword-wielding salute, and did not speak.

In this battle, the two of them actually knew that they were both here to seek defeat. The kind of defeat that can't admit defeat, and it has to be a little bit more miserable. The injury on the other party's hand that does not show the slightest flaw is what the two want.

Just because, the great monk of Buddhism Zhicao was compassionate and could not bear to be hurt by Jia Wuqing, and the Taoist Wang Yuanzhi Zhenren was also kind-hearted, and he was willing to endure humiliation and suffering to eliminate the suspicion of the Tang King.

The little monk Jueyuan took the lead and took the lead. In the previous battles, he used the "Dream Transformation Dafa" to quietly take over his opponents. Now he directly uses the Buddhism mastery "Prajna Zen Palm", only to see him shoot a few times. A suffocating wind whistled past Jia Wuqing's ears, smashing the rocks dozens of feet away behind him into powder.

Jia Wuqing replaced defense with offense, and even swung the Howling Wind Divine Sword, and several fierce sword qi slashed through Jueyuan's feet. Leave a rift in the road.

The two of you come and go, both of them attack more and defend less, and the fight is very intense.

Everyone in the audience was shocked. As I said before, how did this become a life-and-death struggle?

In fact, only Jia Wuqing and Jueyuan knew. The opponent deliberately avoided the opponent with his fists and feet or sword qi every time, and the sword qi that seemed to be hitting was flying wildly. In fact, neither side was injured.

In desperation, both of them gave up their defenses and did not dodge each other's killing moves at all. It's just that in this way, you can see the strength of both sides.

The little monk Jueyuan changed his stunt, called "fighting cattle across the mountain", and hit Jia Wuqing with a move, which seemed to be extremely fierce, but it was actually not hurtful. However, the green pine and strange rocks of Shaomu Mountain were sapling, and they were all made a mess by "fighting cattle across the mountain".

Everyone in the audience was extremely surprised, Maoshan Sect Jia Wuqing was so powerful in defensive thaumaturgy, so many punches and kicks in his body were fine.

In a hurry, Jia Wuqing secretly used Xuangong, injured his meridians, his qi and blood surged, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood, he threw the Xiaofeng Sword indiscriminately, jumped backwards, screamed, and fell out of the ring.

The little monk Jueyuan was secretly shocked in his heart, stomped his feet and turned around, and happened to hit Jia Wuqing's sword blade with his right arm, only to see a flash of blood, and his arm fell and was injured. Jueyuan only felt that it was dark in front of him, and he also fainted to the ground.

In the panic, several people flew from the stage, it was the general monk Tanzong, the great monk of Duwei Na, Hui Ling and other Shaolin monks, who hurriedly stopped the bleeding for Jueyuan's acupoint and used Gong to heal his injuries.

Maoshan Zong and others also hurriedly helped Jia Wuqing, who fell out of the ring, Wang Yucian diagnosed his pulse, and his eyebrows were locked, saying that Wuqing's brother's meridians were broken, and the injury was not light. At that moment, the fire phoenix Guo Rong was furious, angrily reprimanding Shaolin Jueyuan for being ruthless, if anything happened to Jia Wuqing, he would definitely go to Shaolin Temple to seek revenge.

The great monk Tanzong also shouted:

"Then Xiao Jueyuan's arm, who should I settle accounts with? Don't say how your Maoshan Sect will be in the future, please give Shaolin Temple an explanation today!"

After speaking, he picked up Jia Wuqing's Howling Wind Sword and threw it, and the sword turned into white light and stuck at Guo Rong's feet, trembling non-stop. Guo Rong was furious and wanted to fly to the stage and fight hard with the Shaolin monk, but was reprimanded by the head of the sect, Wang Yuanzhi.

The head of the sect, Wang Yuanzhi's expression was solemn, and he said to Zhang Zixiang, the head of the Zen Taoist Association:

"This matter is all thanks to Brother Dao's ruling, no matter what the outcome is, my Maoshan Sect has no objection. ”

The Shaolin presiding monk sighed lightly and recited the Buddha's name, but he didn't say a word.

Zhang Zixiang, the head of the Zen Taoist Society, shook his head, knowing that the Shaolin host and the Maoshan sect leader both had suffering, so he opened his mouth and said loudly:

"As the saying goes, fists and feet have no eyes. The competition in the ring will inevitably be damaged, and I hope that the two families will focus on the overall situation, so as not to hurt the harmony. ”

In this competition, according to the rules, Jia Wuqing fell into the ring and lost. ”

Later, one day, I don't know who entrusted someone to give Maoshan Sect a rare "small life-sustaining pill" to treat internal injuries in the meridians, and Shaolin Temple also inexplicably had a miracle medicine "black jade intermittent ointment" one day, so that Jueyuan was exempted from the worry of disability.

Soon after the Zen Taoist meeting, in a restaurant in Chang'an City, someone saw that the hermit of Dongying Jiumi said something to Yun Guogong Zhang Liang, and it is said that Yun Guogong was in a very good mood that day and drank a lot of wine. The next day he went to the palace.

Of course, these are all later words, so I won't mention them for the time being.

To get back to the point, now Jia Wuqing and Jueyuan are both defeated. Although Na Jueyuan won, he was seriously injured with a broken arm and could not continue the competition. There are only two players left in the Zen Taoist Club, the white-clothed petty official and the bearded Taoist Pan Shizheng.

It's just that everyone is busy treating Jueyuan and Jia Wuqing, and on this day, they can't continue to compete. During this period, after Wang Yucian cast the "Holy Narcissus Spell" on Jia Wuqing to stabilize the injury, he also went to Jueyuan's side to help and slightly ease the tense atmosphere of Shaolin and Maoshan Sect, but was coldly declined by the great monk of the Tanzong Sect.

The girl felt a little aggrieved, her eyes were red, and suddenly a mosquito whisper came from her ears:

"Hey, the girl has a good intention Shaolin, go back quickly, don't let Jueyuan and Wuqing make sacrifices in vain. ”

The girl was startled, knowing that it was the great monk of Tanzong who had passed on the secret, so she didn't dare to linger any longer, so she turned around and left.

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PS: Jueyuan won miserably