Enlightenment in the heavens and the world

Chapter 97 Nyingma Guru
Three days later, Huang Yaoshi watched the two leave, then walked to his wife's tomb, and said affectionately: "Our Rong'er has grown up and picked a husband for himself. It doesn't belong to me either. By the way, I thought this kid was only in his 20s, but I didn't expect him to be in his 30s, just like us back then.

I feel relieved that my daughter has him taking care of me, our flower boat has been refreshed again, and when my daughter gets married with him, I will drive that flower boat to meet you..."

Huang Yaoshi was whispering with his late wife Feng Heng here, while Dongfang Sheng and Huang Rong were also chatting and laughing on the boat. Dongfang Sheng's purpose was very simple. This time, he was collecting some exercises, such as "Dragon Elephant Prajna" by Tantra. Gong, Dugu Nine Swords outside Xiangyang City, and the Jade Heart Sutra in the ancient tomb, and the... woman in the ancient tomb.

It's not because of the stud nature, he was afraid that the little dragon girl Li Mochou and the like would be the reincarnation of his wives, so he went to see it first just in case.

The first stop, they planned to go to the Tantric Buddhism of the Western Regions.

It took Dongfang Sheng and the others three months to arrive at the Tantric School of the Western Regions. The reason why the speed is so slow is also because the two of them played together.

At Dongfang Sheng's realm, the existing simple cultivation has not improved him much, and he still needs to realize it.Needless to say, accompanying Huang Rong all the way to appreciate the magnificence of the mountains and rivers was really rewarding.

Tantrism, although there are not many believers in the Central Plains, but in Tubo and other countries, there are many believers, regardless of princes, ministers, and ordinary people. The country has already been destroyed.

Huang Rong looked at a temple in front of him that was very different from Shaolin Temple in the Central Plains, and said, "Brother Dongfang, is this the ancestral court of Tantric Buddhism? I wonder how it compares to Shaolin Temple?"

"Rong'er, have you ever been to Shaolin?"

"No!"

"Then how do you compare?"

"Brother Dongfang, haven't you been there before? I don't know the difference between Shaolin in the Western Regions and our Central Plains Shaolin?"

Dongfang Sheng: "The biggest difference lies in some teachings, right? You and I are neither monks nor nuns, so it's useless to ignore this!"

Huang Rong: "It's true, which of the two has better martial arts."

Dongfang Sheng thought for a while, Shaolin in this era is a little out of date, and there is such a person in the Tantric sect, in terms of force alone, it should be higher than Shaolin.

So he said: "At this stage, the tantric masters should be more powerful. As for the level of martial arts, it depends on the person. Let's go and pay a visit!"

Just as Dongfang Sheng and Huang Rong walked up the steps, they saw the door of Tantric Buddhism suddenly opened, and a dozen red-clothed lamas came out from inside, standing on both sides.

Then came a big lama in yellow robe, very tall and thin, with a slightly sunken forehead, like a plate, came over.

Huang Rong looked at this man, seeing that his muscles and bones were solid, his temples were slightly bulging, and his palms were thick, so she knew that this man was a foreigner's kung fu.

Looking at this man, Dongfang Cheng thought of a character in the Divine Sculpture—Golden Wheel Fawang, but Dongfang Sheng didn't see his signature weapon, the Golden Wheel.

The big lama in yellow also looked at Dongfang Sheng and Huang Rong, and thought: Master said that there are distinguished guests coming, could it be these two young people.This woman's martial arts is obviously not weak, this man looks like an ordinary person, at best he has strong bones and skin.But no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a distinguished guest in the mouth of the master, forget it, let's welcome in first and then talk.

"Amitabha, Poor Monk Jinlun, is one of the three major protectors under the seat of Master Nyingma, and is specially ordered by the master to invite distinguished guests into the temple."

Dongfang Cheng thought in his heart: He really is his golden wheel, it seems that the mental fluctuation he felt is this Nyingma master.

When he arrived at the ancestral court of the esoteric sect, Dongfang Sheng felt the spiritual fluctuations of the great master, and of course the other party also felt him.

Dongfang Sheng: "I'm sorry, please lead the way!"

Jinlun Fawang put his palms together, bowed and said, "Please!" Then he turned and walked in front to lead the way, Dongfang Sheng took Huang Rong's hand and followed.

Huang Rong approached Dongfang Sheng and whispered, "Why is Master Ningma so evil? He knew we were here before we even knocked on the door!"

Dongfang Sheng smiled slightly after hearing this, and shook his head, indicating that with him around, everything is at ease.

Jinlun came to a side room and stopped. Dongfang Sheng saw a lama sitting down with his head bowed and worshiping the Buddha. Because his back was facing him, he didn't know the age and appearance of the lama.

Jin Lun looked at the man and bowed, and said, "Master, the distinguished guest has been brought!"

Master Nyingma nodded after hearing this, and then said: "Because of worshiping the Buddha, I couldn't go out to greet you in person, please don't be offended by the distinguished guests!"

"Master was joking, he came here uninvited, please don't blame him."

Seeing this Nyingma master Dongfang Sheng at this time, he knew that this Nyingma master did not practice martial arts, but his spiritual realm had indeed reached the level of a great master.Dongfang Sheng respected this kind of person who sincerely cultivated his mind.

"Jinlun, hurry up and prepare tea! Two distinguished guests, please come in." Said Master Ningma got up, turned around, and made a gesture of invitation to Dongfang Cheng.

Dongfang Sheng led Huang Rong in, and Huang Rong saw Master Nyingma clearly.

This master Nyingma doesn't look too young, but if you just look at those two eyes, he is more energetic than the young man, and there is a kind of fluctuation emanating from the other party, which she can only feel from Dongfang Sheng.

Not knowing why, Huang Rong thought that Master Ningma was as good as Dongfang Sheng.

Dongfang Sheng: "The ancestral court of the Esoteric School is the ancestral court of the Esoteric School. I didn't expect there to be such a guru! By the way, I forgot to tell the master, I am Dongfang Sheng, and this is my wife Huang Rong!"

When Huang Rong heard Dongfang Cheng introduce herself as his wife, she couldn't help but blushed, and said, "Huang Rong has met the master."

Master Ningma: "Haha, the Central Plains is full of talented people. I thought there were five unique talents in the Jianghu, but I didn't expect there to be virtuous couples." Although Master Ningma doesn't know martial arts, he still has eyesight and can see Show the martial arts of the two.

Needless to say Dongfang Sheng, Huang Rong's martial arts alone are not weaker than his Golden Wheel Guardian.

Of course, Huang Rong in the original book would not have such advanced martial arts, but Huang Rong, who has practiced the Sunflower Book, is able to compete with Jinlun under Dongfang Sheng's guidance.

"Master, Rong'er is far behind you!" Huang Rong said hastily after hearing Master Nyingma's praise.

Dongfang Sheng listened, smiled lightly, and stroked Huang Rong's hair.

Master Nyingma also smiled, looked at Dongfang Sheng, then at Huang Rong, smiled lightly and said nothing.

Huang Rong looked at the two of them and thought to herself: Did I say the wrong thing?

(End of this chapter)