Pretending To Be a Holy Place, I Was Signed For a Thousand Years

  Chapter 112 has its own arrangement, lectures on the first battle (2 chapters in one)

  The next day, Jingxin Temple, guest room.

   There were two men's painful screams from the closed door, and then gradually subsided, silent.

   Squeak.

  A middle-aged man wearing a scarf and looking like an alchemist walked out.

   "Master Ning, congratulations on the great achievement, and promotion to the Yangshen Realm!"

   Master Huilun greeted the Dao with a happy face.

   It turned out that the man wearing the scarf was Ning Guichen, the peak owner of Longyang Peak of the Hehuan Sect.

   "Master Huilun is wrong. Although I have been promoted to the Yangshen realm, if I fight with you, I am afraid that I am not the enemy of the Three Harmonies. In any case, Ning Mou would like to thank Master Ning for providing two furnaces and helping with the secret method!"

  Ning Guichen cupped his hands and said politely.

Huilun shook his head and said with a smile: "It's just a matter of raising your hands. There is nothing else in Nanling City, except that there is a large population. On the day of the ceremonies, you will have to trouble Peak Master Ning to protect them. Once it is done, there will be no shortage of furnaces. "

  Ning Guichen also smiled and said, "Xiaohanshan Temple and my Hehuan Sect are one body and two veins. I hope that after Zen Master Huilun achieves the peak of Yangshen, he will bring me Longyang Peak more."

   "It's hateful, my two envoys who knew the color and smelled the fragrance were all killed by the Lingshu Guan, and Ning will avenge this!"

   Mention this Taoist temple, and Zen Master Huilun's eyes suddenly became fierce.

   "This seat is not like this."

He said in a calm voice, "My uncle Xuanku was killed by them and the Buddhist altar collapsed, and Huiming, Hui'an and other brothers and sisters also died at their hands. This hatred is unbearable! It's coming soon, the day of lecturing the scriptures. It's their time of death!"

  Hui Lun clenched his palms heavily, his knuckles rattled, and he couldn't wait for this day to come soon.

   At this time, Xuzhu came in from outside.

   "Master, since yesterday, I haven't been able to contact Peak Master Xu of Yin Yang Peak. Could there be any accident?"

   His respectful report.

  Hui Lun Zen Master sank in his heart, frowned and said: "Xu Fengzhu is a strong man at the peak of the life-shaping realm, and he is proficient in the yin and yang fantasy realm, so what can happen to the same level?"

   He didn’t believe it, even if the two stinky Taoist priests from Lingshu Guan could not have killed Peak Master Xu silently.

   But for some reason, a trace of anxiety arose in his heart for no reason.

  Ning Guichen smiled and said, "Don't worry about the two of you. When the four peak masters of my Hehuan Sect take office, they will make an oath of concentricity and have a contract with each other."

   "It's life or death, you can tell by looking at it."

   As he spoke, he drew four light spots in the air, extending lines to the middle one by one.

   Among them, a white flame rose.

   "This is Ning's soul fire, it means he is still alive." Ning Guichen explained with a smile.

   The second texture on the right is completed, but there is no flame in it.

   "This is the peak master of the first peak of my Hehuan Sect. He has already sat down many years ago, so there is no soul fire to light up."

   He continued to introduce.

  Hui Lun and Xu Zhu looked at the deed pattern he drew, but did not expect that the Hehuan Sect had such a wonderful oath.

   I saw that the third texture was quickly constructed, and a pink-white flame lit up on it.

   "This is Ruan Xiu, the peak master of Sanyin Peak."

  Ning Guichen said with a slight smile, "Xu New Year has coveted this woman for more than ten years. I remember that before he came, he set out to capture Ruan Xiu. At this time, he must have a beautiful woman in his hand, and the fellow practitioners are in a happy relationship."

   While speaking, the fourth pattern appeared.

   The three people's colors changed at the same time, because above the lines, it was actually dark, and no flames were lit!

   "Impossible, Xu Xinnian died!"

  Ning Guichen's eyes were condensed, and there was no smile on his face, but full of disbelief.

   They cooperated with Xiaohanshan Temple this time for two reasons. On the one hand, it is public, because the ancestors of Liangfeng are two monks, and they are of the same origin with Xiaohanshan Temple.

   On the other hand, for personal reasons, Ning Guichen relied on Zen Master Huilun's cauldron and secret method to promote the Yang God, while Xu Xinnian captured Ruan Xiu and attacked the Yang God with the help of mining and repairing.

   But now, only Ning Guichen succeeds.

  Xu New Year actually fell!

   Ruan Xiu, the peak master of Sanyin Peak, is still alive!

  Hui Lun Zen Master sighed: "Amitabha, Master Xu Feng may have this kalpa in his fate."

   In fact, they didn't have any friendship with Xu Xinnian either.

  Ning Guichen said with a gloomy smile: "What the master said is that there is only one less life-shaping realm. The top priority is that we still focus on the overall situation and make every effort to prepare for the lecture."

  Hui Lun also smiled and said, "With Peak Master Laoning, you and I will save all sentient beings together, it's good!"

  …

  Three days passed in a flash.

   Nanling City's Sutra Lecture Ceremony arrived as scheduled.

   "Hurry up, let's go to Tiantan Square to listen!"

   "It is said that the monk who taught the scriptures this time was Huilun, an eminent monk who came out once every thousand years in Xiaohanshan Temple.

   "I went too late and didn't even have a seat!"

   "Xianggong, I beg you not to go, if you have an epiphany, what will you do with this unborn child!"

  “…”

   Zhang Ming, Lu Xueqing and other talents pushed open the courtyard door, and they saw a commotion outside and people hustle and bustle.

   "Brother, it seems that this Zen Master Huilun is not a fuel-efficient lamp. Do you really want to discuss the Tao with him in public?"

   Qingquan was a little worried.

   If this loses, it will become the target of public criticism.

   The others also looked at him with reassurance. Only Taixuzi looked calm, and Bai Yao looked blank.

  Zhang Ming pointed at the crowd on the street who rushed to the Temple of Heaven Square, and said with a smile, "Junior Brother, do you see how many beings are like what they say, how real and how self?"

  Lu Xueqing, Sun Buer and the others looked over and saw that the people in the city followed the trend and followed the crowd.

   As said, how many people here are sincere towards the Buddha, and how many are enlightened for the sake of clear mind?

"Speaking from a young age, you and I cultivate the Dao, and we cultivate the Dao in our hearts. If this Dao can't be used to fight against others, debate with others, collide with others, and never fail after being tempered, how can this Dao be called certainty? ?"

   Zhang Ming continued to laugh.

   Qingquan was stunned, yes, if he believes in the way, he can't even collide with others, and he doesn't even dare to insist in front of everyone, and he doesn't dare to argue loudly.

  Then this...is it still the way you are sure of yourself?

   One day, if all beings in the world are against his own way of teaching the incomparable beasts, would he dare to face it alone, and fight with the rest of the world for a smooth path?

  Thinking of this, his eyes became firm.

   The current ceremonies of preaching, the disputes between Buddhism and Taoism, seem to be debates, but in fact it is the brothers who are proving the Tao!

   "Using the Wheel of Wisdom as the sharpening stone and the mouth of all living beings as water, carve the destiny and manifest the way."

  Qingquan sighed in his heart, "It turns out that my senior brother has long planned to go further and further on the road of cultivation. If we can win this lecture, we will definitely be able to go straight to the realm of life-shaping."

   In contrast, the difference between himself is really far away.

   Zhang Ming didn't know that he was full of emotion, but took two steps forward, leaving everyone behind.

"And to say it further, these sentient beings are ignorant, and the wisdom of the people is like an abyss. In the end, someone must stir up the waves to set off a wave of thoughts like the sea, arguing about me, arguing about others, and arguing about all things. Take your life."

   He smiled leisurely, "Besides, today's empress worships Buddhism and restrains Taoism, you and I are like sails on a ship, you can't hide, you can't escape, you can only go up against the wind and fight against the waves."

   They were stunned, it turned out that this was no longer the choice of the Taoist priest Qing Hui, but the general trend of the world.

  Under the overturned nest, there will be no finished eggs. Those who wish to save the sky, please get up. Zhang Ming is the one who got up.

   Having said that, he stopped talking, strode away, and followed behind the crowd to the Temple of Heaven Square.

  Tai Xuzi said indifferently: "Don't be stunned, let's go."

   Qingquan, Sun Buer and the others finally recovered their senses and quickly caught up with the light blue figure in front of them.

  …

   Inner city gate, Temple of Heaven Square.

  The four tall Buddha statues are divided into four squares.

   One looked out with compassion, one glared angrily, one brows silently, and one closes his eyes in contemplation.

  They shocked the people at the scene.

  The crowd came here noisy, but at this time, they gathered in the square, looking up at the huge Buddha statue with their eyebrows lowered, but they felt that they were small and dared not speak aloud.

   For a while, the scene became quiet and solemn.

   At this time, the inner city gate opened.

   A group of seven monks strode forward, and the city guards poured out from both sides to guard them.

   "Look, that is City Lord Guo!"

  Zhang Ming and others next to the people shouted softly.

   I saw a majestic man with a blue robe, thick eyebrows, and a wide nose in the center of the group.

   This person is the city owner Guo Liqing.

   And beside him stood the protagonist of this sutra-speaking ceremony, a wheel of wisdom in a red cassock!

   Of the remaining six monks, one of them was younger, Xuzhu, a disciple of Huilun.

   There were also four middle-aged monks in their thirties with stern eyes. Zhang Ming was a little familiar with their aura, and he was the master who secretly guarded the Sifang City Gate before.

   Now that they have left the city gate, they must have formed the formation, and they are no longer afraid of others destroying the formation.

  The last one is an old monk.

   Looking at his age, I am afraid that it is the existence of the Xuanzi generation, and it is very likely that he is in the Yangshen realm like Xuanku.

   A few people followed behind them.

   The first person wore a scarf on his head, like an alchemist, Zhang Ming didn't know it, but Longyang Feng Ning Guichen.

   The other four people Zhang Ming actually knew were Guo Xiang, Yin Xue, Xia Houchun and Su Tan'er.

   "How did they get together?"

   Zhang Ming stood in the crowd, curious. But now that the classics festival is imminent, there is no need to worry about it.

   But he said that Guo Xiang was following behind his father, and being watched by many people, he couldn't help pinching his dress and was a little nervous.

   This is what she heard about the festival of scriptures, and she begged to follow in order to watch the excitement.

   "Miss, is it inappropriate for us to come here?"

   Yin Xue clenched the knife and asked in a low voice.

   Guo Xiang approached her and replied, "Everyone has come, let's take a look, not to cause trouble."

  Yin Xue glanced at Su Tan'er: "But why did you bring her here? After all, her origin is unknown..."

  Although Su Taner covered her veil at this time, Yin Xue recognized her red dress when she saw her.

  Guo Xiang stomped lightly and said, "Yin Xue, her origin is not unknown now. I have a great time talking with her, and we have become sisters of the opposite sex!"

   Yin Xue blinked: "Okay..."

   Qingquan stretched out his head in the crowd and said, "Senior brother, isn't that a female tyrannosaurus?"

   Zhang Ming glanced at him: "Do you want to tell the name of your female tyrannosaurus in front of her?"

   Qingquan shrank his head quickly.

  Lu Xueqing observed meticulously and said, "Master, Xiahou Chun's breath is completely different from the last time, I'm afraid he has already advanced to the life-shaping realm."

   Zhang Ming nodded: "We are fighting against Xiaohanshan Temple this time, and it should have nothing to do with the City Lord's Mansion."

  While everyone was discussing, City Lord Guo waited on the altar and said loudly, "Everyone, be quiet! Today Nanling City is honored to invite Zen Master Huilun, an eminent monk from Xiaohanshan Temple, to give Dharma to all sentient beings, please listen carefully!"

  His voice spread throughout the huge square, so that everyone could hear it clearly, and it turned out to be the same place.

   Then, Zen Master Huilun ascended the altar.

   "Amitabha Buddha, the poor monk Huilun, the name of the eminent monk can't be mentioned. Today, I open the altar to lecture on the scriptures. I hope everyone knows that from the poor monk's words, enlightenment is self-evident."

   He folded his hands together and said with a look of compassion.

  There are already countless believers in the square, prostrate on the ground in response, shouting: "Zen master is merciful!"

   "In this case, today's sermon officially begins!"

   An announcement was made above, and Guo Chengzhu and others sat at the front, waiting for Zen Master Huilun to speak.

   Six monks stood facing the outside.

   Master Huilun, with the majestic appearance of the treasure, glanced at the people around him, like a Buddha looking at all living beings.

   "Amitabha!"

   He sat down with his knees crossed, but the whole person slowly floated upwards, with a faint Buddha light blooming on his body.

Soon, he stood at a height of five feet in the sky, sat cross-legged in the sky, and said, "In ancient times, there was a Buddha who used his majesty, voice, body and deeds, and wonderful methods to save sentient beings. Today, the poor monks are not talented. ."

   He said loudly, like a bell and a drum.

   Qingquan couldn't help but anxiously said: "Senior brother, should we rush up now, or wait?"

  Zhang Ming waved his hand and said with a smile: "No hurry, since the gauntlet has been delivered, presumably Huilun has made arrangements."

   Master Yu and Lieutenant Liang of the Household Administration Office, who were standing in the direction of the inner city, were also uneasy at this time, thinking to themselves, "Will the Taoist priest of Lingshu Guan who made trouble that day really come?"

At this moment, I heard Hui Lun above him say: "However, before the ceremonies are preached, I would like to ask you all to be witnesses. Today's sages worship Buddha and suppress Dao, but some sects do not know the good and the bad, and want to disobey the holy will! "

After speaking, he glanced around, his eyes fell on the position where the audience of Lingshu stood, and smiled: "Lingshu Guan, Qinghui Daoist, I heard that it is you, and you will have a debate with the poor monk at the ceremony of lecturing the scriptures. The level of Buddhism?"

   As soon as this statement came out, the audience was in an uproar.

   "What, someone dares to provoke the Holy Intent? Isn't this life-threatening, and it's so high-profile!"

   "Lingshu Guan...I think I've heard it before. It's a deserted temple in Lingxi Town. Now it's a good show! However, why do I think they are trusting..."

   "Shh, don't talk nonsense! Maybe he really came to challenge Zen Master Huilun, let's just watch!"

   "Hehe, I really don't know whether to live or die. If you lose, you will be disgraced. If you win, you will also offend the Holy One!"

  “…”

   Everyone was talking about it, but they were not optimistic.

   There were many people near Zhang Ming and others. At this time, seeing Zen Master Huilun's gaze and the Taoist robes on them, they immediately turned away from them, afraid of being implicated.

   Among them, an old man with leaky teeth smiled with great interest: "It turned out to be them."

   In the face of everyone's doubts and contempt, Zhang Ming stepped forward calmly and instructed: "The people from Lingshuguan will follow me, and the others will wait in place."

  Sun Buer, Qiongyu Jianpai and others hurriedly responded.

  Tai Xuzi, Qingquan, Lu Xueqing and Bai Yao followed behind him and headed towards the center of the square.

   "Master Huilun, the poor Daoist Zhuoguangshan Lingshu Guanqinghui, is precisely to argue with the master, you are the Buddha, I am the Tao, and we will fight for who is higher and who is lower than the Buddha and the Tao!"

   Zhang Ming laughed loudly as he walked.

   The six monks in the center immediately turned their faces and looked at the five people who came **** for tat.

  Zhang Ming took one step at a time, as if there were invisible stairs under his feet, ascending to a height of five feet one by one.

   "How about it, is the master afraid?"

  PS: 4200 words, two chapters in one delivery

   (end of this chapter)