From the headmaster of Quanzhen, he began to traverse the heavens

Chapter 197 Immortals are good and evil, gather in Bianliang

In a blink of an eye, the Mid-Autumn Festival on August [-]th, although it was just early morning, the city of Bianliang was already very lively.

Countless people use paper and bamboo sticks to make lanterns in the streets and alleys, and there are also many fast-handed patrols from the court, lest some people with bad intentions disturb the Aoshan Lantern Festival tonight.

Originally, the Aoshan Lantern Festival was the first wonder in the world in Bianliang City on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, but today is the debate conference of Buddhism and Taoism in Daxiangguo Temple. Arrived in Bianliang and lived in Daxiangguo Temple.

Last night, the prince of this dynasty, the fifth prince, the ninth prince, and the eleventh prince also arrived. According to the meaning of Emperor Jingtong, this kind of event must not lose the bearing of the Great Song Dynasty, so Bianliang will also be held tonight. During the Aoshan Lantern Festival, every household should burn incense and pray for the great Song Dynasty.

The Song Dynasty rebuilt the rivers and mountains. Since the beginning of Zhaoguang, the prosperous age of nearly a hundred years has made the emperor of the Song Dynasty surpass any dynasties since ancient times. Supervisor Liushui is in charge.

This Taoist of Liushui is the number one master of the young generation of Qingniu Palace trained by the imperial court, and also a great master who has been newly promoted in the past 20 years.

It is precisely because the Song Dynasty has a dominant position from martial arts to people's livelihood and the army, and it is the real first heaven in the world, so the emperor of the Song Dynasty can overwhelm Quanzhen Sect, Shaolin Temple, and Tantric Buddhism. Both religions are also willing to follow.

When they came out of the hotel, Lin Qingxuan and the four of them could see the prosperous scene in Bianliang City. The camel caravan on the street, the caravan of Hu people and Semu people walked back and forth with the people of the Song Dynasty, and everyone wore Han clothes and crowns. , speaking Chinese with a Bianliang accent, it is really the prosperous era of the resurrection of the Han and Tang Dynasties.

Although Yang Zhuoluan followed Lin Qingxuan and Li Mochou to travel all over the country, he had never been to the most prosperous cities such as Lin'an, Chang'an, and Bianliang, so this was the first time Yang Zhuoluan had seen so many Hu and Semu people.

Turning around a cross street, I heard a commotion in front of me. I stood on tiptoe and saw a lot of Hu people riding white camels. Behind the camels, they used carts to pull some wild beasts from the Western Regions with their hands and feet tied with iron chains, and looked after the beasts. On the other hand, there were dozens of tall, thin black people in the team. Seeing them all in black, they looked like charcoal people. Yang Zhuoluan couldn't help but be surprised.

Fang Sheng was only a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, and he was quite excited to see such a novel scene. The two boys couldn't help but look around behind the camel caravan like the rest of the people.

Li Mochou was well-informed, but among these beasts, except for the lion scorpion, he didn't know the rest, so he couldn't help but take a second glance.

"Lin Lang, these round-haired beasts are all from the Western Regions, right? And these Kunlun slaves are not common in the Central Plains."

Lin Qingxuan smiled slightly, pointed at the animals and introduced: "The one with the long neck and the plate pattern all over it is a giraffe. These Hu people said it was a unicorn and wanted to present it to the emperor of the Song Dynasty. The one with white and black on his body is a zebra. These Hu people said they were Tai Chi horses, and the rest were hippos, the fat as a pig under the pergola, the body as big as an elephant..."

Lin Qingxuan could understand more than a dozen languages ​​in the Western Regions, so he heard the conversation between the leaders of the Hu people caravan from afar, and knew that they were scribes from the Tianfang sect to preach, in order to get the emperor of the Song Dynasty to allow them Tianfang He taught in the Central Plains to build a temple, and this time he spent a lot of money to bring in a lot of strange beasts from Africa that have never been seen in the East, as auspicious offerings.

The leaders of this caravan are all good in martial arts, and they could even compete with Nemo Xing and Xiao Xiangzi a hundred years ago, and they are considered the first-class masters.

However, the first-class masters of the past were only second-class people today. Today, martial arts has prospered several times, and there are forty or fifty great masters. There were few first-class masters in those days.

Therefore, although the Western Regions can be restored to their old appearance after a hundred years of recuperation, it is obviously not enough to look at the Central Plains martial arts that were several times more prosperous than the martial arts Dachang a hundred years ago.

Compared with the Central Plains martial arts that is now steadily moving towards high martial arts, these top experts in the Western Regions are at most only the eight or nine bag elders of the Beggar Gang or the ordinary disciples of the Shaolin Kongzi generation, and the level of the Four Heroes and Five Heroes of the Zhongnan School. Barely can be regarded as the first-class in the arena, but if you want to make some moves in the Central Plains Martial Arts, it is determined that there will be no splash.

Lin Qingxuan knew that with the division of Quanzhen sects, Huashan later passed on the method of immortality, and Han Qianye passed down the Taixuan Sutra 16 years ago. At the same time, it is not an opponent of any of the several major factions in the Central Plains, so naturally there is no threat.

After Lin Qingxuan introduced the African beast to Li Mochou, he was about to speak when he suddenly felt a movement in his spiritual sense, his face changed slightly, and he said in a low voice, "Brother Zhou?"

Li Mochou's brows twitched as well, and then he used his magic power to spread his spiritual sense throughout Kaifeng City, and said with a light sigh, "It's really Big Brother Zhou, why is he in the Qingniu Palace? It seems that he is staying in a...closet...no ...in the coffin?"

Lin Qingxuan squinted his eyes and said, "With his supernatural powers, there is no one in the world who can trap him, but he is silent in the coffin, silently using Xuan Gong to strengthen the Yin God, I am afraid that he is deliberately pretending to be dead.

Is it possible that you are childish and want to play some games with others? "

It turned out that Lin Qingxuan and Li Mochou's spiritual senses had just sensed the familiar feeling, and then followed the spiritual sense, and realized that the familiar spiritual sense fluctuations came from a Taoist palace in the east of the city.

There is only one Qingniu Palace in the east of Bianliang City. Lin Qingxuan and Li Mochou noticed that there were many masters in the palace, and one of them was a master who was cultivated by a great master.

Although Lin Qingxuan couldn't use the yin spirit to fly out to observe, but he and Li Mochou's spiritual sense could detect many elements. Although they couldn't be as clear as seeing it with their own eyes, they could still sense it closely.

In the sense of the two, there was a coffin parked in a side hall guarded by the masters of Qingniu Palace, and the aura exuding from the coffin was Zhou Botong.

Zhou Botong seemed to have discovered Lin Qingxuan long ago, so he deliberately released his spiritual sense to startle the two of them.

Both Lin Qingxuan and Li Mochou could sense that Zhou Botong was not in danger, and that the Yin God had grown stronger. He seemed to be practicing magic in the coffin. A little nervousness loosened up, and there was nothing but funny.

Li Mochou smiled and said, "What game can you dress up as a dead person? The great master of the Qingniu Palace is probably the Taoist of Sitianjian. Although this Qingniu Palace also believes in Quanzhen Sect, it doesn't follow Zixiao. The order of the palace, only obey the orders of the emperor of the Song Dynasty, they stay in Bianliang, I am afraid it is also for the sake of debating the scriptures."

Lin Qingxuan remembered Brother Zhou's disposition, smiled and said, "Maybe it's the elder brother who is joking with the Taoist priests of the Qingniu Palace, as for what these Taoists want to do, they are just fighting for power and profits.

As long as the orthodoxy cannot be destroyed, any disputes and trivial matters will be dealt with by their children and grandchildren.

But since Big Brother Zhou has led us to know, let's go take a look. "

"Ok."

Li Mochou nodded, then looked at Yang Zhuoluan and Fang Sheng who were watching the Tianfang Sect caravan not far away, and said, "Today is the debate conference between Quanzhen Sect, Shaolin Temple and Tantric Sect. Go have a look, there are some things to do now, Huang Ying'er, you and Fang Sheng go to the Daxiangguo Temple and wait for us first."

Before he finished speaking, Lin Qingxuan and Li Mochou disappeared. The people in the surrounding market didn't seem to notice that there were two Taoists around them, as if they didn't see two Taoists in the first place.

Yang Zhuoluo and Fang Sheng heard Li Mochou's instructions, and turned around to look around for a few times, but they didn't see the two ancestors, knowing that they had left.

At this time, Fang Sheng didn't know that the two high Taoists he followed for three days were the two ancestors of Quanzhen Sect, but he respected them like parents.

Remembering Daochang Li's order, he whispered, "Zhuo Luo, let's go to Daxiangguo Temple."

Yang Zhuoluo is a young girl who likes liveliness the most. She nodded and said, "Okay, I would like to see how the great monks of Shaolin Temple and Dalun Temple debate scriptures with our high Taoists of Quanzhen Sect!"

The two casually asked for directions and went straight to the Daxiangguo Temple.

Daxiangguo Temple is the imperial monastery of the Song Dynasty. It has been paid attention to since the recovery of Bianliang. Today, Daxiangguo Temple, Shaolin Temple and Dalun Temple in the Western Regions are also known as the Three Holy Lands of Buddhism. Among these three holy places, only Daxiangguo Temple was built in the busy city. , but the temple is strictly disciplined and covers a wide area, it can be regarded as a pure land in the busy city.

The Daxiangguo Temple is home to nobles from the Song and Yuan Dynasties, and it is also the place where the Quanzhen Sect, the eminent monks from Shaolin Temple and Dalun Temple debate the scriptures. The monks of Xiangguo Temple are guarding it.

The disciples of the two palaces of non-quanzhen religion and the three holy places of Buddhism were not allowed to enter, and Yang Zhuoluo and Fang Sheng were naturally not allowed to enter either.

However, Yang Zhuoluo was the great-granddaughter of the martial sage Yang Ding. After she revealed her identity, the monks who knew the guests did not dare to neglect, so they could only invite the disciples of Quanzhen Sect who accompanied Wu Zhenren.

While waiting for Quanzhen's disciples, Yang Zhuoluo knew that the ancestors who came here did not want people to know that they would play in the world again, and even if he said it, no one would believe him, so he whispered to Fang Sheng: "You will be you later. It's a disciple of Peach Blossom Island, not to mention the magic skills that I learned from my two ancestors."

Although Fang Sheng didn't know the reason, he also knew that Yang Zhuoluo would not lie to him, so he nodded and said, "Got it."

A moment later, a short-bearded Daoist in his thirties, who was a disciple of Qiu Yangqi, the master of palm printing, called Daoist Tongzhen.

The Taoist Tongzhen asked the two of them carefully, and confirmed that Yang Zhuoluo and Fang Sheng were indeed possessed of the secret knowledge of the Quanzhen Sect, and what they knew was by no means known to outsiders, so he nodded and took the two into the Daxiangguo Temple. .

After passing through a pine forest, you will see the Hall of Heavenly Kings, and after passing through the two halls, you will enter the side courtyard.

After the three entered the hospital, Taoist Tongheng turned around and instructed: "Zhangjiao Zhenren is resting in the cloud room. The two Taoist friends will go with Pindao to meet the master Qiu Zhenren."

Daoist Tongheng said, without waiting for Yang Zhuoluan and Fang Sheng to answer, they went to a wing, bowed and said, "Master, the granddaughter and successor of Uncle Yang Ding have arrived."

An old voice came out: "Come in and talk."

The door was pushed open by a dull Taoist who was sixteen or seventeen years old. Taoist Tongheng smiled and nodded, and then introduced: "This is my junior brother Tongyuan, junior brother, these two are the family of Uncle Yang."

Yang Zhuoluo and Fang Sheng hurriedly bowed, Taoist Tongyuan nodded, turned sideways and said, "Follow me to visit Master Palmyra."

Taoist Tongheng brought Yang Zhuoluan and Fang Sheng into the room, and saw a futon in addition to a table and a chair in the humble room.

A daoist with a red face and a childish face sat on the futon and looked at several people with a smile.

Yang Zhuoluan and Fang Sheng knew that it was Qiu Yangqi, the master of the Quanzhen Sect, and hurriedly stepped forward to pay their respects.

Qiu Yangqi looked at the two young people and wondered in his heart: "My teacher didn't let Junior Brother Yang come to help fisting? Why did he send two children? Could it be the Sword Immortal Uncle Yang and his old man have something to say?"

"Rise up, dear boy, what order did you come here to obey your elders?"

Yang Zhuoluo said in a low voice, "My grandfather didn't say anything. When we arrived in Bianliang, we learned that the monks of Shaolin Temple were going to teach us Quanzhen to debunk the scriptures, so we thought of coming to see if you want us to be our disciples, please do as you please. Yes."

Qiu Yangqi raised his eyebrows and nodded, "If that's the case, then follow Lao Dao."

After talking about the matter of Uncle Yang Ming's ascension, he asked casually, "I heard that Uncle Yang Ming flew away on Peach Blossom Island last year, is there such a thing?"

Yang Zhuoluo nodded and said, "It doesn't seem to be flying up, but going to practice swords.

Qiu Zhenren, my great-grandfather and grandfather received the immortal method taught by Emperor Xuan of Qing Dynasty, and created a "Xuantian Sword Classic", saying that he can teach me to create a line of sword cultivation. Now, maybe after perfecting the magic, it will be passed on to Wu Zhenren or my grandfather. "

Qiu Yangqi praised: "Master Yang is worthy of being the only immortal in the world, and he was able to create the method of the immortal sword for this sect. I will go and tell the real master of the sect."

Qiu Yangqi stood up, then paused again, and said, "You all come with me."

Yang Zhuoluo agreed, and Fang Sheng's face was overjoyed when he thought of seeing the Quanzhen leader.

After a while, Qiu Yangqi took the two disciples and Yang and Fang into the cloud room of Wuxu Fa cultivation. The four juniors knelt down and kowtowed, while Qiu Yangqi bowed and saluted.

Since last year, Wu Xufa has learned the essence of "refining Qi and transforming God" from Shen Tongyuan's eyes. In the past year, his cultivation has improved a lot, and his spiritual sense has gradually condensed, and many incredible magical powers have emerged.

Therefore, Wu Xufa could hear the conversation between Yang Zhuoluo, Fang Sheng, and Qiu Yangqi in the next room. When they saw them, they waved their sleeves, and a soft wind flew out to lift everyone up.

"Good boy, don't need to talk about other things, the old man already knows, the time has come, Tongzhen boy, you go and invite the real person Yuyun to come, we should go to the Daxiong Palace to debate the scriptures."

After Wu Xufa finished speaking, he stood up, looked at the crowd with a smile, and said, "You all come with me, let's see how our Quanzhen Sect lets the world know who the authentic martial arts and immortals are."

Seeing Wu Zhenren's light-hearted appearance, Yang Zhuoluo and Fang Sheng admired it secretly, and they also felt a burst of arrogance in their hearts.

After all, the martial arts are prosperous now, and all martial arts schools have borrowed the light of Quanzhen Sect. If it wasn't for Emperor Xuan of the Qing Dynasty, Huashan passed the immortal methods, Shaolin and other Buddhist schools would never have had the opportunity to clamor with Quanzhen Sect.

A Buddha's horn sounded outside the door, followed by a resounding voice: "Master Wu, the debate conference is about to start, please move to the hall."

Wu Xufa stroked his beard and smiled, and stepped out.

Qiu Yangqi and other disciples also walked out slowly.

Yang Zhuoluo and Fang Sheng walked at the end with complicated and excited expressions.

……

　I haven't saved the manuscript, I'm writing it, see if there will be a second update in the afternoon

　　
　
(End of this chapter)