Cold comes and summer comes, and the seasons flow.
Two years passed in the blink of an eye.
Shaolin Temple.
"The Spark Master is here!"
Accompanied by a Zen-like chant, Chi Yao led Zhao Heng into the mountain gate of this ancient temple.
At the invitation of the Shaolin Abbot, major sects in the Southern Jin Dynasty are about to hold a Taoism conference in the Shaolin Temple, mainly for young disciples.
This can be considered a practice for decades.
Because although there are many martial arts sects in the Jin Dynasty, only the Shaolin family has the power to suppress them, so they naturally become the same as the leaders of the martial arts alliance.
Every disciple exchange can be regarded as a gentle way for them to promote their status.
But this year is different.
Because there is a top sect in the Jin Dynasty, the Southern Wilderness Spark Sect. Moreover, Chi Yao, leader of Xinghuo Cult, ranked second on the Heavenly Ranking, just ahead of Abbot Menkong Wen of Shaolin. And his record completely crushed Kong Wen. In most people's minds, it was unclear who was better, first or second on the Heavenly Ranking, but the two of them combined could probably kill the other eight people.
In this way, it is a bit subtle how the position of the leader of the Jin sect should be changed.
Therefore, as more and more sects arrive, the atmosphere in the Shaolin Temple becomes increasingly weird.
Chi Yao was too lazy to pay attention to this. The reason why he brought Zhao Heng to Shaolin was, firstly, to continue to help this disciple gather his reputation, and secondly, because this discussion of Taoism was where everything began.
"In the original work, Zhao Heng, Xiao Meng and others only met after Zhao Heng's team was destroyed after several reincarnation missions."
Under the guidance of Shaolin Zhike monk, Chi Yao was lost in thought as he walked, "But there are also guiding tasks in the Six Paths Space. If I remember correctly, Xiao Meng and the others did not seem to have a leader on their first mission. Now there is one There is a ready-made senior person here, will the Lord of Six Paths of Reincarnation be able to use it?"
"Distinguished guests, the abbot and all distinguished guests are waiting in the hall, please come in."
Chi Yao stepped in.
In the Mahavira Hall, the golden Buddha statue has its hands in seals, its treasures are solemn, and it looks at the people in the hall with compassion.
Right below the Buddha statue stands an old monk with white eyebrows and a drooping face. He has a pale face and is wearing yellow monk robes and a red cassock. He holds a nine-ring tin staff and his face is pale gold.
It was Kong Wen, the abbot of Shaolin.
Of course, Chi Yao knew that the person playing the role of Kong Wen at this time should be "Magician" Han Guang, the master of the Tianming Clan in the Nine Paths of Evil.
Turning his eyes, standing to Kong Wen's right was an old Taoist priest wearing a seven-star crown and Yin-Yang Taoist robes.
Chi Yao had met this person, the head of the Xuantian Sect, Shou Jing. At that time, he and the Time Knife reached a deal behind Sho Jing's back in the Temple of the Heavenly Emperor on Jade Emperor Mountain.
Although Xuantian Sect's generation does not have a Dharmakaya, Shoujing ranks second on the Earth Ranking, and its strength cannot be underestimated.
Standing next to him was a middle-aged Taoist priest wearing Xuanwu Taoist robes and holding a jade ruyi in his hand.
Although he didn’t recognize him, judging from the Xuanwu pattern on his Taoist robe, he was undoubtedly the master of Zhenwu.
On the other side of Kong Wen is a young and handsome man in Tsing Yi. He looks ordinary, but if you look at him carefully, you will feel that his place is empty, without me and nothing.
"Have you started communicating with each other?"
Chi Yao's gaze rested on Su Wuming in the Xijiang Pavilion for a moment, immediately attracting the attention of this peerless swordsman. He opened his half-closed eyes, his right hand gently caressing the ancient sword at his waist, and there was fighting intent in his eyes. Hidden.
"He actually has some martial arts attributes..."
Chi Yao nodded slightly to him, and then quickly went through the other people.
Among the remaining people were the leader of the Dajiang Gang who looked and dressed like a white-haired fisherman, the master of the Huanhua Swordsman who looked like a poet, and the leader of the Qingchen Sect.
This time, all these masters who are at the pinnacle of the Dajin world came in person!
"It seems that you are all fun-loving people too!"
Chi Yao sneered in his heart, he naturally understood why these people came in person.
This young generation's right to host martial arts competitions may not seem like much, but it is precisely a status display similar to that of a martial arts leader.
Shaolin, which used to have Kong Wen, who was ranked third on the Heavenly Ranking, was able to steadily suppress the other sects of the Jin Dynasty, and others had nothing to say if they were dissatisfied.
But things are different now. Chi Yao, the leader of Xinghuo Cult, is the second in the Heavenly Ranking. His strength is stable and equal to that of Kong Wen, and he is also an unrivaled murderer known for his killings. Will he be dissatisfied with the situation where his sect is being suppressed by Shaolin out of thin air?
What would he do if he was dissatisfied?
How will Shaolin respond?
These people are calm on the surface, but inside they are probably shouting "Fight! Fight!".
Especially the two from Xuantian Sect and Zhenwu Sect.
The dispute between Buddhism and Taoism is sometimes even more serious than the difference between good and evil. The two families belong to the same three Taoist sects, but compared with the Chunyang Sect, which was established in the Northern Zhou Dynasty, the situation is far different.
The leader of the Chunyang Sect, Chonghe Taoist, was ranked high on the Heavenly Ranking. In addition, in the Northern Zhou Dynasty, the sect's power had always suppressed the aristocratic families and the royal family. Those days were called free and easy.
It's not like them, who have been forced to have a bald donkey weigh on their heads for so many years.
In contrast, they would rather let the ruthless Chi Yao come to power. After all, the foundation of the Spark Sect is the Chi You Banner, which is the human military flag. It doesn’t look much more pleasing to the eye than some bald head?
Of course, that's what they were thinking. If Chi Yao really got into a fight with Kong Wen, they wouldn't get involved.
"Amitabha, since everyone is here, let's start."
Kong Wen proclaimed the name of Buddha, which kicked off the martial arts competition and discussion.
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Naturally, Chi Yao didn't see much in the competition between the younger generation, even though the ones who came with him this time were all outstanding elites from various sects. But the oldest among them turned out to be twenty-year-old Zhao Heng. The others were only seventeen or eighteen years old, and the youngest looked to be only fourteen or fifteen years old. Their realms were generally within the first, second, and third realms of enlightenment.
However, for a large family, the realm is not absolute. If you can understand the true meaning of one or two outdoor moves in advance, then it is not difficult to cross one or two small realms.
But even so, Zhao Heng, who had four orifices opened, stood out from the crowd. No matter whether it is Qing Jing, the young Taoist priest of Xuantian Sect, Zhen Miao and Zhen Ben of Shaolin, or Zhang Yuanshan, one of the Seven Sons of Zhenwu, they are no match for him.
Chi Yao could see that many sects had some complaints about him bringing in an "overage" disciple like Zhang Yuanshan.
However, after the two true disciples of Shaolin lost one after another, these resentful guys all put on expressions of watching the show, looking forward to Shaolin's response.
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It's a pity that Monk Kongwen disappointed them today.
When dinner time came, everyone dispersed, and Chi Yao heard Su Wuming's message.
