Chapter 132 begins

A fast horse galloped past, and the knight on horseback held a banner or embroidered dragon and tiger. The knights in the back are in rows or holding golden melons, or holding painted halberds, as well as all kinds of heavy blades, galloping through the rows.

The armor is distinct, and the toes are high. It looks majestic. And the ceremonial guard is complicated and full of pomp. Let Mo Shenggu be dazzled. secretly said in his heart: "Compared with the National Day military parade, it cannot be said that it will definitely win, it can only be said that it is difficult to distinguish between the superior and the inferior." The power of the emperor is indeed enviable, no wonder Liu Bang would say, 'The husband should be born like this.' ’”

Rows of honor guards stood outside the venue, lined up, and lined up to form a long corridor. Emperor Yuan got off the jade chariot and walked to the top platform step by step.

The Wudang Seven Heroes are particularly eye-catching among the many people who are kneeling on the ground, and Emperor Yuan can naturally see it clearly, although Emperor Yuan is angry in his heart, but when he thinks about the Wudang Seven Heroes today, he will die here. He turned a blind eye and walked straight onto the high platform.

This high platform is higher than the earthen platform that Mo Shenggu had just looked at carefully, but it is made of solid wood, and it looks like it has been newly built. Emperor Yuan sat down on the high platform again, and as soon as he gestured behind him, a eunuch immediately said in a sharp voice: "Flat." ”

The crowd below rose one after another.

Asutai was beside Emperor Yuan and said, "Big brother, start quickly." Let's get started. ”

Ah Sutai's cheeks were flushed, his eyes were blazing on the earth platform below, and he swept over the people below from time to time, as if he was looking at whose martial arts were strong, but with the kung fu of Asutai's three-legged cat, he really couldn't see the height. So he urged Emperor Yuan to hurry up and start, as if he was a greedy ghost, and then urged him to hurry up and serve the food.

Emperor Yuan naturally knew that even if it started, there must be a cutscene, and it was impossible to fight as soon as it was played. But still nodded to the back. Immediately afterward, he said, "The Dharma Discussion Conference, begin." ”

After Emperor Yuan, several people couldn't help but raise their spirits, especially the father and son of King Ruyang, if it weren't for Princess Asutai's coquettishness. Today's affairs should be presided over by the King of Ruyang, and even if the emperor comes suddenly, the inner court has received all the preparations for this conference. The troops on the periphery were still presided over by the king of Ruyang.

King Ruyang has experienced a hundred battles, so he has naturally developed an extraordinary intuition, and he doesn't know why he feels that today is not good. Although Wang Baobao reported this matter to himself, and he also arranged for his son Wang Baobao to do it, King Ruyang himself did not have the odds of winning. In the eyes of King Ruyang, this is clearly a must-win situation, and it is rare that the seven people of the Wudang faction can still withstand all the masters of Dayuan.

It's just that when the matter came to an end, he was a little uneasy, King Ruyang believed his instincts, and whispered to his son Wang Baobao, saying: "Wait a while, something is wrong, remember to protect yourself." ”

Wang Baobao was a little stunned and said, "Father." The doubts in my heart almost flowed out.

King Ruyang didn't know how to explain to Wang Baobao, so he simply didn't explain and said, "Just remember." ”

At this time, a white-bearded old monk on the side of the Buddhist gate slowly walked towards the earthen platform.

The white-bearded old monk's body was a little weak, and there were two little novices behind him, and these two little novices followed suit, lest the white-bearded old monk fall to the ground.

The white-bearded old monk stood on the earthen platform and said, "The poor monk has a great certificate, and I don't know that the Taoist friend on the other side is arguing. ”

There was a whisper here on the Daomen's side. I don't know who to send on the field. In fact, this situation is also very natural. The first Wudang faction is the leader of the Southern Daomen, naturally there is no one from the Southern Daomen, the Heavenly Master Sect has some friendship with the Wudang Sect, and no one from the subordinates of the Heavenly Master Sect comes. He himself knew that he was just making up the numbers, so he asked them a big question.

The Wudang Seven Heroes didn't count on them at all, and Mo Shenggu volunteered and said, "Senior brother, I'll go." ”

Song Yuanqiao knew that his brothers and sisters had some achievements in martial arts, but when it came to arguing and saying that it was difficult to speak, it was really difficult for a strong man, and the best foundation of a few people in the Wudang faction was Mo Shenggu, who was a pity not to take the top prize as Ling Xueyan said.

The senior brothers didn't let Mo Shenggu go, who else went.

Mo Shenggu jumped slightly, stood on the earthen platform, and said to the Great Zen Master: "In Xia Wudang Mo Shenggu, I have seen a Zen master. ”

Mo Shenggu, the great Zen master, had also heard of his name, so he naturally knew that this person was a real monk, not a monk with high martial arts in Shaolin Temple. For such a person, Mo Shenggu is still difficult to admire.

After the two finished saluting, Mo Shenggu suddenly took out his long sword and stuck it on the ground, asking, "Is my long sword sharp?"

Zen Master Dazheng said: "Hundred refined steel, although it is not a divine weapon, it is also a good product. Naturally, it was sharp. ”

Mo Shenggu said: "Master's tongue, can you break this sword?"

Zen Master Dazheng said: "Why do I need to break the sword, I only need to break people's hearts." ”

Mo Shenggu secretly felt that this old monk was real, and his cleverness was slightly wrong, and he was ready to change the topic, if he discussed people's hearts with Zen Master Dazheng, Mo Shenggu felt that he was absolutely dead. Mo Shenggu suddenly remembered Zhang Tianshi's warning, the best way to meet a Buddhist monk is not to give him a chance to speak.

Mo Shenggu didn't seem to hear: "Since the master's tongue can't break this sword, how can it break people's hearts, people's hearts are ever-changing and unpredictable, and the strength of the tongue can't break a sword, can it break people's hearts." When a person acts, his mouth is empty, but the top of his hand is real. If two people compete, winning and losing, what can words do?"

The great Zen master said: "The two of them can't fight each other, how can they go to the road to reason, Miao Yi, and let go of the courage of a country." ”

Mo Shenggu said: "So that one person cannot win, so that one country can win?"

Zen Master Dazheng said: "To govern a country is naturally to govern people's hearts through heavenly principles, and it is naturally the work of educating people with words and tongues. ”

Mo Shenggu shook his head lightly and said, "Dao Ke Dao, very Dao Dao." ”

This is the first sentence of the Tao Te Ching, and the truth that can be explained clearly is not the truth. One sentence choked the Great Zen Master. The Great Zen Master is really extraordinary, and he has to open his mouth to refute it after a slight pause.

Mo Shenggu secretly complained in his heart, although it was only a few words, in Mo Shenggu's opinion, it was more tiring than living with people for hundreds of moves. And to be able to make the Great Zen Master speak again, Mo Sheng Gu Qiang said before the Great Zen Master: "The battle of the Great Dao is not in the tongue. I would like to ask you to try your sword. ”

How shrewd the Great Zen Master was, his heart was racing, how could this Mo Shenggu do this, he wanted to draw his sword and use force at the conference, thinking of the Wudang Seven Heroes who insisted on not kneeling just now, and naturally guessed that there was another inside story.

Zen Master Dazheng smiled: "If I try the sword, it won't work, naturally someone will come up to try your sword." ”

The Great Zen Master trembled away again.

The Great Zen Master had just gone down, and one of them had already taken the stage. A tall monk came up and shouted, "I'll try your sword." "This body is like a thunderbolt. The muscles all over the body are condensed, like a giant.

Mo Shenggu didn't need to look carefully, he smelled the smell of the Great Snow Mountain from this person. Mo Shenggu didn't say anything, and he started it.

This monk is naturally a disciple of the Great Snow Mountain, knowing that what he is dealing with today is the Wudang faction, seeing that Mo Shenggu is young, he thought that Mo Shenggu's martial arts are the weakest, and secretly thought in his heart: "The ancestor will bring most of the masters in the door, if I want to make meritorious service, I must hurry up, otherwise as soon as my uncle and uncle make a move, where will I have my share." ”

This monk lives in the Central Plains of the Great Snow Mountain all the year round, and he has never heard the name of Mosheng Valley at all, so he came up regardless of it, picked up a Zen stick, and smashed it towards Mosheng Valley with the sound of the wind.

Mo Shenggu's long sword was raised, clanged, and pointed on the Zen staff.

The monk suddenly felt that the Zen staff in his hand was eager to fly out, and he couldn't help but snatch it back.

Mo Shenggu's figure swooped forward, and the sword light flashed, like a monk's throat slashing away.

The monk secretly said that it was not good, and he did not pass the Zen staff, as soon as his hand was loosened, the Zen staff was thrown on the ground, and the whole monk avoided Mo Shenggu's sword with an iron plate bridge.

But the monk is like this.

Mo Shenggu's footsteps flickered past the monk, and he had already gathered his sword and stood. Mo Shenggu's long sword slashed across the body of the monk, from the chest to the Baihui acupoint, a long wound penetrated the skull, how could such an injury be able to live again.