He Has a Dragon

"Is it possible that the Great Demon Clan, known as the Great Sage Po-Tian, ​​and Tang Sanzang went to the West to obtain scriptures?"

Wang Le couldn't help but ask with some good intentions. After all, this was different from what he knew in the legends. He would inevitably start to gossip. ( # ￥)!

Qingyangzi couldn't help but rolled his eyes, turned around and continued walking in the direction of the ancient city ahead, and casually replied: "What about seeking scriptures from the West? It's all made up. To put it bluntly, this is just a secular Buddhist belief. The struggle involves dynasty changes and the struggle for hegemony.”

"As for the trivial details, even if we talk about the last three days and three nights, we can't explain it clearly. The typical thing is the smelly and long rags of the old woman's foot bindings."

Wang Le nodded silently to express his approval that the study of Buddhist scriptures from the West was a fabrication, because in addition to the illusory legend of Shattered Void, Laozi and Li Dan also had a legend of turning a tiger into a Buddha. Before that, he had gone to Hanluoshui in Sijiu City and I heard about it from Li Mubai.

That is to say, I am from the martial arts world. If the origin of Buddhism can be deduced according to reasonable logic, then of course it is also in the martial arts world.

Anyone who knows anything about Buddhism in the secular world knows that before Sakyamuni in India, there were even older Buddhas, such as the Ancient Buddha of Ran Deng.

But no one knows where the ancient Buddha of Burning Lights is, maybe not even the martial arts community knows.

Of course, all this is too long ago, and it has long been impossible to verify whether it is true or false.

Just when Wang Le was having random thoughts in his mind, Qingyangzi in front turned to look at the other person, and continued: "But Tang Sanzang and the Great Sage Potian, although they are human beings and monsters in different ways, they have a close intersection. "

"Oh?" Wang Le raised his eyebrows and asked with interest: "If you don't learn from the experience, what's the point of intersection?"

Qingyangzi, who was walking in front, turned his back to Wang Le and smiled, saying: "There is a hidden Taoist heritage in the martial arts world called Zangtian Temple. It is extremely mysterious and difficult to distinguish between good and evil. It is as famous as my Guixu Temple. It has been hundreds of years ago. There has never been a world in the world for many years, and the gate of the mountain has been completely closed."

After a pause, Qingyangzi continued: "What Zangtian Temple is best at is deceiving people's hearts. Tang Sanzang was the leader of that generation who was walking the world."

"Pfft!" Wang Le almost spit out his saliva.

Because the journey to the west soap opera he had watched countless times when he was a child popped up in his mind, and the look of Tang Monk's pretty boy who was caught and eaten by monsters every time was completely inconsistent with this so-called cool and awesome martial arts world. Sign up!

This strong contrast in cognition,

Young Master Wang was struck by lightning until he was charred on the outside and tender on the inside. He looked confused and didn't know what to say for a moment.

After holding it in for a long time, Young Master Wang still couldn't help complaining: "Walking in the world? Hey, isn't that Tang Monk just a pretty boy?"

Qingyangzi walked forward unhurriedly and said calmly without looking back: "Although that guy Tang San didn't take Lao Shizi to break the Western Meridian, he did go to Tianzhu once. He traveled thousands of miles along the way, not to mention climbing the snow-capped mountains. Crossing the harsh external environment of grassland and desert, it is said that there must be a green forest bandit who does evil on this road. If he does not have strong skills, he will lose his life on the way."

"Boy, don't forget, the past is different from the present. China a thousand years ago was not as peaceful as it is now. There were poor mountains and rivers everywhere, thieves abounded, and everyone was a ruthless citizen!"

"Uh!" Three black lines suddenly appeared on Wang Le's forehead, and he asked with a strange expression: "Why did the Great Sage Po Tian of the Demon Clan get together with Tang Sanzang?"

Qingyangzi, who had his hands behind his back and an indifferent expression, replied calmly: "Tang Sanzang met the Great Sage Potian by chance on the way to Tianzhu. They fought fiercely for more than ten days without deciding the outcome, and then they made a truce and sat down to talk."

After a pause, Qingyangzi frowned unconsciously, and his indifferent expression instantly faded, and then he said in a deep voice: "The process at that time has long been impossible to verify. Only the two parties involved know it, but everyone knows the result. That is, the Taoist heart of the Great Sage Potian was bewitched by Tang San, the world-walking man of Zangtian Temple, who euphemistically called it enlightenment, and eventually became the guardian of the mountain gate of Zangtian Temple."

Speaking of this, Qingyangzi shook his head and said: "So the Taoist inheritance of Zangtian Temple is very evil, and the forces of various sects in the martial arts world are very afraid of it."

"For this reason, the Zangtian Temple is called the Zangtian Temple by some people, which shows how terrifying it is!"

Wang Le touched his nose. The words "zang" and "burial" have the same pronunciation, but their meanings are quite different.

With his mind wandering, Wang Le couldn't help but sigh to Qingyangzi who was walking in front: "Senior, what you always say contains such a huge amount of information, and it has once again subverted my imagination."

Qingyangzi kept turning his back to Wang Le and laughed loudly, and then said: "You are now in the martial arts world. After a long time, you will get used to it, because most of what Pindao said is nothing new. This matter has been recorded in ancient books, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is known to everyone."

After a pause, Qingyangzi further said: "What Pindao said is just superficial. I can't explain it more deeply and in detail at the moment. I can only wait for you to dig out slowly."

At the end, Qingyangzi did not forget to say: "Of course, the premise is that you are interested in these old things. Otherwise, there will be no time to explore the thousand-year-old things about sesame seeds and rotten millet."

I saw Wang Le nodded in agreement and said: "Senior is right. Even if the boy is interested in these things, he will not spend a lot of time on it. After all, when he enters the martial arts world, his main energy is to improve his martial arts practice. For the realm.”

Then Wang Le changed the subject and said: "But it is beneficial to know more about these things. After all, it can broaden the kid's horizons, so that when you meet some difficult people, even if you know the other party's sect, you will not know the origin of the person. I don’t know the strength and weakness of this sect, so it would be a big joke.”

Having said this, Wang Le smiled and confirmed to Qing Yangzi who was walking in front: "You have always brought up similar topics in casual chats these days. This must be your purpose, right?"

Qingyangzi stopped again, turned to look at Wang Le, blinked, and responded with a smile: "You are the only one who can tell the whole story with just a glimpse. Since you understand in your heart, why bother asking again?"

After finishing speaking, Qingyangzi walked forward again and continued: "After entering Nanhua Temple, don't be in a hurry to cause trouble. You must understand everything you need to know and understand."

"Uh! Don't be in a hurry. What if we cause trouble?" Wang Le suddenly became embarrassed. How could he hear this? How awkward!

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