"It's moving, the Imperial Master is moving!"
Xiaotang let out a cry of surprise.
Li Daoxuan, who had not moved for two days and two nights, could see his fingers trembling slightly, and his eyes gradually showed a hint of excitement.
At the same time, the old beggar also returned to his Yangshen position, but without saying anything else, he turned into a golden light and fled, quickly disappearing.
"Brother, did that senior tell you everything?"
Although he was a little exhausted after two days and two nights, Xuanzang still asked immediately because it was about his master.
Li Dao
Yang Shen fought against each other. Although both of them only reached the point, they still fought for two full days and two nights before they were fully satisfied.
"I told you everything."
"Then why did my master become a demon fetus? Is there any way to help him?"
Li Daoxuan opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say a word. He didn't know what to say to Xuanzang, because Master Sanle sacrificed himself and died together with Moro Jade.
Seeing that his elder brother was silent, Xuanzang seemed to vaguely understand something. He swayed and didn't close his eyes for two days and two nights. In addition, he was injured by the demon fetus before and couldn't breathe, so he fainted.
"Xuan Zang!"
Xiaotang hugged him and supported his body.
Li Daoxuan sighed softly and said: "Xiaotang, please take him back to the inn to rest first. I will try my best to handle Master Sanle's affairs."
Xiaotang nodded vigorously, and then left with Xuanzang.
Although she is a ghost, she was taught by Li Daoxuan when she was in Chang'an. She still has some magical power, which is probably equivalent to that of a monk in the late period of Bigu. It is more than enough to take Xuanzang with her.
Moreover, she has Li Daoxuan's command talisman on her body, so even if the bad guys in Luoyang find her through the Zhoutian Xingdou Formation, there will be no conflict.
After the two left, Li Daoxuan thought for a moment, wondering if there was any way to have the best of both worlds, which could both kill Moro and save Master Sanle, but after much thought he gave up.
Maybe my knowledge is limited, so I might as well write a letter and ask the old man and the empress.
In addition, I seem to have forgotten something, and I always feel that something is missing...
"National Preceptor! Immortal!"
"The Immortal will stay!"
An old voice sounded, and then a small bag bulged on the ground, quickly running towards Li Daoxuan and stopping three feet in front of him.
A short old man with a white beard jumped out from the ground and bowed to Li Daoxuan.
"National Master, the little god has finally found you!"
Seeing the landowner in Shangyang City, Li Daoxuan's heart moved. He finally knew what he had forgotten.
I actually forgot about Changle!
That disciple who chattered like a lark spent a lot of money in order to attract Huitong, but he didn't know if he had returned from White Horse Temple.
"Didn't I ask you to secretly protect Changle? Why did you come to me?"
Li Daoxuan narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Is Changle in danger?"
Logically speaking, Luoyang is currently relatively calm, and there are no monsters or monsters. The people are living and working in peace and contentment, so Changle should not be in danger.
The Tudong gasped and said: "Report to the Imperial Master, Princess Changle...she has been put under house arrest by the monks of White Horse Temple!"
Li Daoxuan didn't speak, but the wind around him suddenly stopped, the noisy cicadas disappeared instantly, and the world fell into a deathly silence.
The Earth God's heart trembled, and he felt extremely heavy, as if he was carrying a huge mountain on his back, making him breathless.
"make it clear."
Li Daoxuan's voice was still calm, but it was like a deep pool with turbulent undercurrents, making Tu Tu Gong tremble.
"Yes, Master Hui, you asked me to secretly protect Princess Changle. Later at White Horse Temple, after you and Xuanzang left..."
Although the Earth God had long been dissatisfied with the domineering Baima Temple, he did not dare to add any fuel to the fire and just told Li Daoxuan everything he saw.
"The little god was so anxious when he saw that the princess was trapped. However, he could not save the princess, so he could only look for you everywhere. Fortunately, God paid off. After searching for two days and two nights, the little god finally found you!"
After saying this, he raised his head and glanced at Li Daoxuan.
But his eyes suddenly went blind, as if they were flashed by a strong light, and it hurt like looking at the scorching sun.
The Lord of the Land knew full well that the national master had already unleashed the wrath of thunder, so he failed to control his pure Yang Qi, which affected him.
"You did very well."
Li Dao
A strand of hair fell down and turned into Li Daoxuan.
"Go ahead."
The avatar cupped his hands and bowed, then flew away in the clouds, and he didn't know where he went.
Li Daoxuan walked towards the White Horse Temple with his hands behind his back and his long hair flowing.
"Land, let's go, follow Pindao... worship the mountain."
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White Horse Temple, Main Hall.
The huge Tathagata Buddha statue in the past was shattered in the fight between Li Daoxuan and Hui Chan, and now it has been replaced with a new one.
The Luoyang government appropriated funds, and the wealthy gentry in the city donated money to buy an even more splendid Buddha statue. The gold foil covering it weighed twenty kilograms!
Therefore, the popularity of White Horse Temple has not diminished, and many people come to worship the new Buddha.
But today, outsiders are not allowed to enter the Main Hall. Only many monks from the White Horse Temple are included, and there are even many eminent monks of the Hui generation.
Changle knelt at the feet of the Buddha, clasped his hands, closed his eyes, and a crystal tear slipped from the corner of his eye.
She was immobilized and unable to move.
"Amitabha, my little benefactor, I originally planned to wait more than twenty days for you to enter Buddhism again. However, last night I received a dream from the Buddha and ordered me to shave your head and become a monk today and take you to see the Buddha."
Huitong held the razor in his hand and sighed to Changle: "What a good opportunity. You will be summoned by the Buddha as soon as you enter the Brahma Gate. You will have a bright future in the future!"
The Buddha Huitong spoke of was naturally the one in his meditation room.
Changle opened his eyes, looked at him angrily, and scolded: "How dare you touch a hair on my head, neither my master nor my father will let you go!"
"Even White Horse Temple will suffer!"
At this critical moment, she couldn't bear to conceal her identity anymore.
Huitong was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said with a smile: "It seems that the Buddhist scriptures taught these days have been in vain. Little donor, why should you continue to be stubborn and talk nonsense?"
"No one in this world can do anything to me, White Horse Temple. When my master removes these three thousand troubles for you, you will find that I am doing everything for your own good."
"When you meet the Buddha, you will know how great a fortune you have encountered."
As he spoke, Huitong put the razor on Chang Le's head and cut off a strand of black and smooth hair, with a kind smile on his face.
However, at this moment, a black thing spun and flew towards me. It was as fast as lightning and contained thunderous force. It knocked away several monks on duty and then penetrated deeply into the heart of the golden Buddha.
clang! ! !
Wisps of cracks emerged, and cracks appeared on this expensive Buddha statue again, centering on the heart and spreading to all sides.
Everyone looked at it intently and were shocked.
That black thing turned out to be a plaque with three gilded characters engraved on it - White Horse Temple!
"Who? How dare you tear down the plaque of my White Horse Temple!"
Huitong was furious, and the monks in the temple also showed anger. The plaque was removed, which was equivalent to a slap in the face, which had a great impact on the reputation of White Horse Temple.
Two figures came slowly, one tall and one short. The taller one was wearing a green Taoist robe, a gourd hanging from his waist, hair tied with a wooden hairpin, sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, clear bones, and outstanding style.
The short one is on crutches, has white hair and a white beard, is only half the height of an ordinary person, has kind eyebrows, and is accompanied by the aura of Shinto.
"Shangyang Land, you alone dare to be so presumptuous!"
Huitong immediately recognized Tu Tu Gong and believed that the plaque was demolished by Tu Tu Gong. He subconsciously ignored the young and handsome Taoist priest.
In fact, Li Daoxuan's appearance is too young, and he doesn't have the aura of a monk. Although he is very charming and charming, it will eventually make people feel that the gold and jade are hidden inside.
Just an embroidered pillow.
On the road to spiritual cultivation, the higher realm is infinitely higher. Unless one is born with divine eyes, it is basically impossible for a monk in the Yin God Realm to see through the power of the Yang God Realm.
No leakage, return to nature.
"Master!!!"
Changle shouted with great excitement, and his eyes lit up instantly.
Huitong's heart was spinning, and he immediately understood. It turned out that Tu Tugong of Shangyang City was his master.
"Hmph, Shangyang Land, this son has a fate with my Buddhist sect. It is also his blessing to switch to my White Horse Temple. But if you tear down my plaque and beat my disciples, you can't just apologize today!"
The Earth God laughed and said: "Master Huitong is joking. How can a little god have such great ability and courage to tear down the plaque of your White Horse Temple? Besides, how can a little god be qualified to be her master?"
After saying this, the Earth God took a step back with a very humble attitude.
Huitong looked at Li Daoxuan, frowned slightly, and looked up and down.
Li Daoxuan ignored everyone's gazes. He looked directly at Changle, smiled at her and said, "Don't worry, Master is here, everything will be fine."
Changle's eyes showed deep grievance, and he said with a cry: "I thought... Master had forgotten me."
"Haha, how could it be?"
Li Daoxuan felt a little guilty.
Then he saw the razor in Huitong's hand and the strand of hair falling on the ground, and his eyes became more and more indifferent.
"Junior, who are you? How dare you come to my White Horse Temple to cause trouble?"
"That's it, go and ask your elders to come over!"
"Haha, I don't know where the wild Taoist priest comes from, but he dares to come to White Horse Temple and act arrogantly? He is really asking for death!"
The monks talked a lot, and they were all filled with righteous indignation.
There is already a lot of conflict between Buddhism and Taoism. Now that someone has brutally removed his plaque and destroyed a Buddha statue, he is naturally angry and has completely forgotten the precept of hatred.
Facing the accusations from thousands of people, Li Daoxuan stood with his hands behind his back and only said a few words.
"Taichong, the ninth generation true disciple of Longhu Mountain, whose common name is Li Daoxuan, came to pay homage to the mountain."
Boom!
Like thunder exploding, all the noise in the audience suddenly disappeared. The words "common name Li Daoxuan", although not loud, had an inexplicable magic power, making the surroundings fall into silence.
Seeing that everyone was silent, Huitong sneered and said: "How dare you pretend to be the Imperial Master of the Tang Dynasty. Everyone knows that Li Guoshi is in Chang'an and is in charge of the Four Saints Formation. He will never leave easily. How could he appear in Luoyang?"
"Yes, if Li Daoxuan came to Luoyang, the news would have spread all over the world!"
"Besides, I heard that Li Daoxuan's disciple is the eldest princess of the Tang Dynasty. How could your majesty allow the eldest princess to leave the capital?"
Everyone looked at Li Daoxuan with suspicion.
He still looked calm and said calmly: "Master Huitong, was it you who cut off my disciple's hair just now?"
"So what?"
"You also said...no one in this world can do anything to White Horse Temple, right?"
Huitong sneered and said: "Since the Eastern Han Dynasty, Emperor Ming dreamed at night that the six-foot-long golden man came from the west. He sent people to the Western Regions to obtain Buddhist scriptures. Two eminent monks, Mo Teng and Zhu Falan, came with the White Horse Camel Sutra. This is how I White Horse came. Temple, even if dynasties change and the country changes, my White Horse Temple will always remain standing."
After a pause, he sneered: "You are a little Taoist priest in a green robe. Don't say that you are just pretending to be Li Daoxuan. Even if you are the real Li Daoxuan, how can you do anything to me, Baima Temple?"
Li Daoxuan smiled slightly, nodded, and said: "Very good, remember what you said at this moment."
After that, he took steps towards Changle.
How could he bear to let his apprentice kneel all the time?
"Humph, little Taoist priest, who asked you to enter the temple? Get out of here!"
The leader of the Demon-Conquering Academy was boiling with anger. He had a bad temper. When he saw a member of the Taoist sect stepping into the main hall, his anger exploded. He squeezed the Fuhu Seal with his hand and threw out his cassock.
Roar!
The roar of the tiger startled the mountains!
The cassock turned into a white-haired tiger more than two feet long, majestic and menacing, and rushed towards Li Daoxuan like a tiger descending a mountain.
Li Daoxuan didn't take action, just glanced at it lightly.
In an instant, the ferocious white tiger whimpered. The beast's instinct made him feel a kind of extreme danger. His hair stood on end and he hesitated, no matter how the leader of the Demon-Conquering Academy urged him to move, he remained unmoved.
Li Daoxuan continued to walk forward.
"waste!"
The leader of the Demon-Conquering Academy scolded angrily. He really couldn't understand why the white tiger who used to be so brave and fearless was so cowardly today.
This tiger was originally a tiger who had been cultivating in the Funiu Mountains for more than two hundred years. Countless people died in its mouth. The Demon Conquering Academy sacrificed many disciples to kill it. Later, he injected the soul of the tiger demon into In his own cassock, he used Fuhu Seal to make this tiger robe.
This top-grade magic weapon is extremely brave in battle. It has never been timid when encountering ghosts and monsters. I don’t know what happened today?
"Stop it!"
A fierce look flashed in the eyes of the leader of the Demon-Conquering Academy. He waved his sleeves and threw out eighteen golden figures. They rose up in the wind and turned into eighteen golden Arhats, subduing a dragon, subduing a tiger, or raising a bowl. Either sitting quietly or meditating, with different postures, standing in front of Li Daoxuan.
The Earth God's eyes trembled, and he hurriedly shouted: "Be careful, the Immortal, this is the most important treasure of the Demon-Conquering Academy, the Vajra Arhat Demon Subduing Formation. It is said that even monks in the Yangshen Realm can withstand it for a moment -"
Boom!
Li Daoxuan turned into a bright beam of thunder and passed through the Eighteen Arhats. The powerful sound of thunder made the bricks and tiles of the hall rustle.
boom! boom! boom! boom……
Eighteen golden Arhats flew out like cannonballs in an instant, smashing pillars, Bodhisattva statues, doors, windows, merit boxes, walls...
The main hall was in a state of complete chaos with flying trees and a mess, which made one's heart tremble with fear.
Each of the indestructible Arhats has a deep dent mark on its body, as if it had been struck by someone's fingers.
The head of the Demon-Conquering Academy's face flushed, but he couldn't hold it back in the end, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his breath became sluggish.
His natal magic weapon was damaged, and he was also seriously injured.
"You...are you really Li Daoxuan?"
Huitong's palms trembled slightly, his pupils widened, and he pointed at Li Daoxuan and asked.
At this moment, the sound of neat and heavy footsteps sounded, and groups of soldiers filed in, wearing heavy armor and holding Mo Dao, advancing like a wall, full of murderous intent!
Tang Dynasty Mo Dao Army!
Buzz!
The bow string is half open.
Many soldiers wearing light armor and holding long bows appeared on the wall. Their eyes were as sharp as eagles, and the special demon-conquering arrows specially made by Qin Tianjian were already strung up, aiming at the monks in the White Horse Temple.
The Demon Slayer Guard of the Tang Dynasty is an organization affiliated with bad guys, and each one of them is a sharpshooter.
Tap tap tap!
The sound of iron hooves and the neighing of war horses!
The most legendary Xuanjia Army of the Tang Dynasty was also dispatched. The heavy armored cavalry directly smashed the mountain gate, like an indestructible spear, piercing the heart!
The last ones who came in were the bad guys responsible for guarding Luoyang. They were wearing official robes, holding magic weapons, and there was unconcealable excitement in their eyes.
Wow!
Arriving in front of the palace, the seven delinquents suddenly knelt down, and then the Modao Army, the Demon Slayer Guards, and the Xuanjia Army all knelt down to salute.
"See the Imperial Preceptor!"
"See the eldest princess!"
Thank you for the two thousand reward in the misty rain of Jiangnan, and thank you to the book friend 20211025194349982 for the two thousand reward, show your heart!
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(End of chapter)
