Reborn Tianlong: I practice martial arts for immortality

But no matter whether the extra competition is a literary or physical fight, the fate of Buddhism is doomed.

In the event of a fight, the Taoist sect still has Zhang Ziyang and Li Canghai to back them up.

As for the literary duel, although the third topic was not discussed, apart from the evidence of the person who had previously revealed that he had a son, even if other evidence was provided, the Buddhist sect would not be able to refute Lin Lingsu who was well prepared.

Huang Shang didn't care about what happened between the two sides and said directly: "Those who have already entered the arena are not allowed to enter again. The competition will begin in a quarter of an hour."

After receiving the confirmation, the Buddhist monk turned pale and then shouted loudly: "It's not fair."

"Why can't we add a literary fight when we can add a martial arts fight?"

"I already said that literary duels involve multiple participants, so there's no need for tiebreakers. Are you deaf?"

"A literary duel? You've lost both rounds, and you still have the guts to bring it up?"

"The strong are respected in the martial arts world. Strength determines everything. If you have strength, who would argue with you?"

"There's nothing unfair about it. It's just that I'm not as strong as the other person and I don't want to lose."

"Exactly. Believe it or not, if the extra match was a literary fight, they would call it that too."

"..."

There was a lot of discussion in the venue. The Buddhists opposed it, while the Taoists and martial artists refuted it. It was extremely noisy for a while.

Zhao Kuangyin suddenly released the dragon's artistic conception that he had comprehended, and immediately a sense of majesty that suppressed all living beings spread all around.

Some people with lower realms collapsed to the ground on the spot, and even the masters turned pale.

Jiang Weichen calmly felt it, but unfortunately Zhao Kuangyin took it back as soon as he let go, and he didn't realize anything at all.

The artistic conception of dragon may be Zhao Kuangyin's main artistic conception in the future, and he will not release it for others to comprehend.

Zhao Kuangyin looked dignified, his mouth slightly opened, "Silence!"

The sound was not loud, but under his precise control, it was clearly heard by everyone.

The scene suddenly became quiet, and even the Buddhists who were shouting that it was unfair stopped talking.

Xuan Du gathered his voice into a line and said, "Master Ku Rong, I can only rely on you."

Ku Rong, with a ruddy face, felt bitter inside and sighed, "Although I have made a breakthrough, I have only just entered the realm of Grandmaster. How can I say I have won?"

Maybe he has some fighting ability, but he cannot cross the border to fight like Xiao Feng and Jiang Weichen.

The result was inevitable. Thinking of the price of failure, the Buddhists felt heavy-hearted and confused, not knowing where to go.

Soon, a quarter of an hour was up and Ku Rong and Zhang Ziyang both entered.

Huang Shang announced, "The competition will continue to have no rules as before."

After saying that, he stepped back and turned around and said to the surroundings: "Everyone, please stay away. Otherwise, you will bear the consequences if you are affected."

The two men stood still, and Ku Rong took the lead and said, "Amitabha, Mr. Zhang, I am very welcome."

As the words fell, his aura instantly reached its peak, and he extended four fingers while shaking his body.

Zhang Ziyang was about to reply, but was caught off guard by Ku Rong.

However, his reaction was not slow. He used his left and right hands to block the two sword energies, and at the same time turned his body to avoid the two sword energies, but a corner of his Taoist robe was cut off by the sword energy.

"Well, Master Ku Rong is awesome!"

"So the fighting wasn't unfair after all. Master Ku Rong cut off the edge of the Dao Sect master's clothes with just one move."

"This must be Dali's Six Meridians Divine Sword, I finally got to see it today."

"This sword energy shot directly into the ground, creating bottomless holes without raising any dust. How sharp must it be to achieve that?"

"When the dirt ground is struck, dust will inevitably fly up, but the sword energy didn't raise a single speck of dust, which shows how condensed and sharp it is."

"..."

"Kurong has no moral principles and actually launched a sneak attack." Qingyun said to Zhang Ziyang who looked a little embarrassed.

Duan Siping glanced at Qingyun and snorted coldly, "The competition has already begun, and my descendant has also spoken and greeted us, so how can it be called a sneak attack?"

Qingyun was speechless, but he couldn't refute it. Kurong didn't follow the ethics of martial arts, but according to the rules, it was just a surprise attack.

Jiang Weichen looked at the fight on the field and felt a little bored.

Although Ku Rong attacked unexpectedly, his defeat was already decided.

There was a big gap in their skills and artistic conception. Even though Ku Rong used all six sword energies at the same time, he was unable to hurt Zhang Ziyang.

After a few moves, he was hit by a palm from Zhang Ziyang. After the Zhiyang palm power broke through Ku Rong's defense, he was slapped away by a palm as the palm power entered his body.

When he stood up again, he was already seriously injured and unable to fight again, but Ku Rong staggered and wanted to fight again.

The gap in strength was so obvious that Kurong was seriously injured, but except for the people from Tianlong Temple, no one in the Buddhist sect tried to stop him. Instead, they kept encouraging Kurong.

"Master Kurong, my Buddhist sect depends on you. You cannot fall."

"Master Ku Rong, keep going. Even if it means we both perish, we must wear him down."

"Master Kurong, you can't lose. If you lose, you will be a sinner to our Buddhist sect."

"Master Kurong, please, please explode, otherwise my Buddhist sect will be finished."

"Master Kurong, if you win, I will chant sutras and pray for you all day long. If you lose, you will be a sinner of my Buddhist sect."

"..."

Duan Siping would not care about the ignorant words of ignorant people, but Xuan Cheng and others from Shaolin could clearly see the gap, but they did not say a word when Ku Rong was unable to fight anymore.

"Don't you want to take responsibility?" Duan Siping murmured.

Hearing that everyone didn't care about Ku Rong's life or death and even put the blame on Ku Rong, Duan Siping's face turned cold.

"Enough." Duan Siping shouted, and then said: "Kurong, you have done your best, retreat, the Buddhist sect has been defeated."

Chapter 490 Persuading Lingyun

After Duan Siping finished speaking, some radical people did not give up at all, and no longer cared about the difference in status and strength.

"No, we haven't lost yet, Ku Rong, you can't admit defeat."

"Kurong, if you admit defeat, from now on Tianlong Temple will be the shame of our Buddhist sect."

"..."

Ku Rong listened to all the remarks coming towards him and for a moment he vomited blood again.

His face turned pale, and his heart felt cold. "Ancestor, I can still fight."

Duan Siping stood up, but before he could say anything, a monk said, "Senior, I heard that before this debate, you had been practicing Buddhism with your hair uncut. You are not sincere to the Buddha. What qualifications do you have to admit defeat on behalf of Buddhism?"

"Interesting." Lin Lingsu on the side was quite looking forward to it. It would be even better if the Buddhist sect forced Duan Siping to quit Buddhism.

Without Xiaoyaozi's suppression, Duan Siping's strength is too strong, and some things are difficult to handle with him around.

Duan Siping above heard the man's words and laughed angrily. He pointed his finger and a sword energy instantly pierced the man's heart.

The man couldn't believe it. He just said a few words, but Duan Siping attacked him to death.

"You are selfish and only know how to talk. With just a Xiantian, what qualifications do you have to question me? How dare you put all the blame for your failure on Ku Rong and Tianlong Temple?"

The man fell down unwillingly. Duan Siping ignored him and looked at the Buddhists with cold eyes. Then he looked at Xuan Cheng and others from Shaolin and asked:

"Do you also believe that the failure of Buddhism lies with Ku Rong and Tianlong Temple?"

Xuan Ji, who had already regained consciousness, replied, "Senior, we don't have such thoughts."

"Hmph, you'd better not have any." Duan Siping snorted coldly, looked at everyone and said: "My Tianlong Temple has already won a game for Buddhism. As for the failure of Buddhism, the fault does not lie with any temple, nor with any individual.

You know yourselves clearly what you normally do. Anyway, the monks of Tianlong Temple are devoted to vegetarianism and Buddhist chanting, and have a clear conscience."

Most of the monks in Tianlong Temple are descendants of the Duan family. In the past, they would not care about the fights among the royal family of the Duan family, let alone interfere in other matters.

Although Dali has been destroyed, Tianlong Temple has lost its source of income and the monks are living a more affluent life, but they still retain their previous style.

They did not encroach on land, nor did they do other dirty things for money.

With Duan Siping's tough attitude, the Buddhists did not dare to ask Ku Rong to fight to the death.

Huang Shang entered the scene at the right time and announced the final result. Changing from Buddhism to Taoism was inevitable.

The moment the results were officially announced, the Buddhist monks looked ashen.

Dozens of monks sat cross-legged on the ground, chanting Buddhist scriptures, and then passed away on the spot.

Jiang Weichen was somewhat moved. Although there were many hypocritical people in Buddhism, there was also no shortage of eminent monks.

It is a pity that these eminent monks are often indifferent to fame and fortune, and there are too few people who have actual say, so they are unable to expand their influence, resulting in the mixed quality of Buddhists. The good ones are beyond reproach, but the bad ones do all kinds of evil.

Jiang Weichen looked at Lingyun who was chanting scriptures in the field and saw that he was determined to die.

"The Sixth Patriarch Huineng once said: 'If you wish to see the Buddha, you must first recognize all living beings. Seeing your own true mind, you will attain Buddhahood. Cultivating and seeking Buddhahood does not lie in external forms, but in the heart. With the Zen master's Buddhist teachings, why can't you see through them?"

The words rang in his mind, Lingyun paused, opened his eyes and looked up at Jiang Weichen above with confusion.

He believed that this was the first time he met Jiang Weichen, and he didn't understand why he would enlighten him when he was clearly devoted to Taoism.

Unable to figure it out, he simply asked directly: "Donor, have we ever met before?"

He was just a literary monk, unable to transmit sound through his telepathy or gather sound into a line. The moment his words rang out, everyone looked at him and Jiang Weichen.

Jiang Weichen stopped transmitting and replied, "Master, twenty-three years ago, a merchant came to you to learn foreign languages ​​and Buddhist scriptures. That merchant was none other than me in disguise."

Lingyun looked thoughtful. It had been so long and many people had asked him for advice that he could no longer remember clearly. However, after being reminded, he still had some impression.

The main reason was that the man learned very quickly and had some unique insights into Buddhist scriptures, which impressed him deeply.

"So it's the donor. I'm sorry for my disrespect." Lingyun didn't expect that the person back then was Jiang Weichen in disguise. At that time, he seemed to be targeted by Shaolin and the martial arts world.

Jiang Weichen advised, "Master, the Buddha said that all calamities are trials. All living beings are inherently Buddha-nature. Believing in the Buddha is not believing in the Buddha in the temple, but in the Buddha in one's faith."

This calamity arises because Buddhism is mixed with good and bad people. However, this calamity is also a test. If you have a bodhi mind and a Buddha in your heart, then everything is a practice. You must know that all experiences are a form of practice.

"Thank you for your kindness." Facing Jiang Weichen's persuasion, Lingyun first expressed his gratitude, and then said: "I naturally understand the Buddhist scriptures and Buddhist principles, and it doesn't matter where I practice.

But my time is running out. I have worshipped Buddha all my life, believing in the Buddha in my heart, but I have even greater respect for the Buddha in the temple. Now that the Buddha in the temple has been insulted, I am powerless to defend him, and I have no face to live in this world."

"Zen Master, you are wrong. It's just a title. You think he is insulted, but who knows if he doesn't care at all.

Buddha said that there are eight sufferings in life: birth, old age, sickness, death, separation from loved ones, long-lasting resentment, failure to obtain what one desires, and inability to let go.