In Anren Hall, Li Daoxuan's words shocked everyone.
He looked at Gonpot indifferently, with a calm expression, but the confidence and domineering in his words made people look at him.
The prince of Tubo was qualified to marry the Tang princess, but not his apprentice Li Daoxuan!
To be honest, this sentence is a bit offensive to the majesty of the emperor. After all, the princess of the Tang Dynasty is a relative of the emperor and the blood of the emperor, while Li Daoxuan is just a Taoist priest.
But the amazing thing is that no one in Anren Hall thought this sentence was bragging.
Especially this group of Tubo envoys, they clearly remember how arrogant Maha was when he went to Tubo as an envoy, and he almost suppressed a country by himself!
And now Li Daoxuan has killed the existence of Maha. Such a terrible monk must have very few true disciples. In terms of status, even the princesses of the Tang Dynasty may not be able to compare with him.
Although the princess had a higher status, after all, she had more political significance, and there were many princesses born from concubines in the Tang Dynasty. If something happened, the emperor might not stand up for it.
But Li Daoxuan is different. To a monk, there is no difference between a direct disciple and a son. If something happens to a direct disciple, the master will often go on a killing spree and take blood revenge!
Maha is a lesson learned from the past. He just said that he would bring Li Daoxuan into Buddhism, and then he was surrounded by three elders. He was almost powerless to resist. A generation of evil Buddhas eventually died. end.
Therefore, when Li Daoxuan said this, although the Tubo envoys thought he was arrogant, they did not think it was an exaggeration.
Not to mention Li Shimin, he felt happy when he saw the look on Gongbu's face that wanted to refute but was afraid.
As for the slight offense in Li Daoxuan's words, he didn't take it to heart. The more capable a person is, the more arrogant he is, let alone a person as capable as Li Daoxuan.
If he doesn't even have this capacity to accommodate others, how can he accept the heroes from all over the world and become a wise king?
What's more, Li Daoxuan was still venting his anger on him, so there was no reason to blame him.
Gonbu hesitated for a long time, but in the end he didn't dare to look directly into Li Daoxuan's deep gaze, and only choked out a nonsense sentence.
"What you really mean is that...Princess Changle is your disciple?"
Li Daoxuan smiled faintly and said: "Yes, is it true that a poor Taoist is not worthy of being the princess's master?"
Gonbu wiped the sweat on his forehead with his sleeve. For some reason, he suddenly felt that the palace had become very hot and he was sweating frequently.
"A real person can kill the evil Buddha, so his power is boundless, and he is worthy... worthy of it!"
Li Daoxuan saw that he was interested and stopped talking. Instead, he took another pear from the table and continued to peel it with the giant sword.
Different from the previous killings of Jiaolong and Xudu, Li Daoxuan had helpers around him at that time, and not many people saw it. Even if many people heard about it, they only regarded it as a legend and did not necessarily believe it.
But this time, he was above the capital, under the gaze of everyone, without fear of the weird eyes of the sky, prayed for heavy rain, and defeated the evil Buddha Maha!
In addition to the people in the city, the witnesses were also many Taoist monks who came to participate in the Longmen Immortal Meeting.
In addition, Li Daoxuan just took out the relics of the evil Buddha, which confirmed the fact that Maha was killed. His lifelong reputation became a stepping stone for Li Daoxuan to become famous all over the world.
This is also the reason why the Tibetan envoys feared him like a tiger.
But not everyone is afraid of Li Daoxuan, one person is an exception.
The young monk woke up from his trance. He stared at Li Daoxuan, his eyes became very complicated, full of inquiry, confusion, hostility, and even a trace of loss that he could hardly detect.
Maha is dead, and the person who killed him is the young Taoist priest in front of him.
"Amitabha, may I ask, Master, if you have accepted Princess Changle as a disciple?"
The young monk asked suddenly, with an inexplicable meaning in his eyes.
Li Daoxuan paused slightly in his peeling action, looked at him and said, "Not yet, but it will be soon."
The young monk's eyes moved and he said: "In this case, even if the young monk is not talented, he can still teach His Highness how to practice. My tantric lineage has been passed down for thousands of years, and my foundation is not inferior to that of your sect. Please rest assured, donor."
Li Daoxuan raised his eyebrows slightly and sneered in his heart.
Is this young monk trying to steal my disciple from me?
Or is he deliberately provocative and wants to test my cultivation?
Li Daoxuan said calmly: "Young monk is so confident, why don't you tell me what magical powers you have?"
The young monk put his hands together, with a solemn appearance, and the spiritual lines between his eyebrows bloomed with wisps of Buddha's light, saying: "The poor monk Zhizang is the ninth generation master of Tantric Buddhism. He has practiced the Supreme Yoga Secret Vehicle since he was a child. Later, he became a sutra master. Respect the initiation, break the Yang Shen, practice the Samadhi Heart Sutra, and gain the three great magical powers of Heavenly Eye, Throwing Elephants, and Other Minds."
His voice is clear and resonant, like the sound of Sanskrit in the snow-capped mountains, giving people a sense of enlightenment.
Li Dao
He had long heard that the line of Tantric Buddhism has been passed down for thousands of years. Before each generation of masters dies, they will impart their cultivation to the next generation of masters. Although there will be consumption and losses, overall, it will be passed down from generation to generation. Accumulated, the foundation becomes deeper and deeper.
This is also the reason why monk Zhizang can achieve the cultivation level of Yang Shen at such a young age.
"Interesting, this poor Taoist has defeated Turkic monks, but he has not defeated Tibetan monks. He is mentally retarded - ahem, it's Master Zhizang. Today, why don't we compare your three magical powers to see if you have any? Teach the eldest princess the qualifications.”
Li Daoxuan felt a fighting spirit in his heart.
He had just improved his cultivation and developed the great power of Tiangang to move stars and change battles. He really didn't know how strong his combat power was now.
This Tubo master is a good touchstone.
The other party was observing Li Daoxuan, and Li Daoxuan was also observing him. He found that the young monk had not fully digested the cultivation he had been initiated into, and his current strength was only at the early stage of Yangshen.
The Empress in Tsing Yi also sent a message to confirm this, and it cannot be false.
In this case, he was also a little itchy. It was just a good time to meet the Tubo Master of Yangshen, and by the way, he could also shock the other party and stabilize the alliance between the two countries.
Li Daoxuan's words were in line with Zhizang's wishes. He had wanted to test Li Daoxuan's cultivation, so naturally he would not let go of such a good opportunity.
"Amitabha, the poor monk has just used his clairvoyance. He thought he had seen through the real person's cultivation, but he found that he was just looking at the leopard in a tube, sitting in a well and looking at the sky. In this combination, the poor monk was at a disadvantage."
Li Daoxuan was a little surprised, and he immediately looked up to Master Zhizang.
He is worthy of being one of the most talented people in Tubo. His cultivation of a state of mind that is neither humble nor arrogant is really good.
In fact, he understood that Zhizang's clairvoyance was not wrong. He was indeed only in the late stage of Yin Shen. It was just that Zhizang could see through his cultivation level, but could not see through Shifting Stars and Changing Dou, so he made a wrong judgment.
"Next, Master, please be careful. The poor monk's magic power of throwing elephants is a way to subjugate the devil with angry eyes. Once used, even the poor monk himself may not be able to stop in time. If it hurts the Master, I hope you will forgive me!"
