The Era of National Martial Arts in the City

Chapter 70 I belong to the Tao

In the sky, three visions appeared.

Before the Golden Buddha, at the top of the colorful bridge, above the lotus, three monks appeared at the same time.

These were three terrifying masters, all of whom had obviously reached the supreme realm above the Great Grandmaster.

At this time, Zhang Sanfeng also looked stunned, stepped out, appeared outside the hall, and stood opposite the three senior monks.

“I have seen the master, but I didn’t expect that this incident would even shock the master.”

Zhang Sanfeng bowed, and the object of his speech was the old monk sitting on the lotus platform in the center of the three.

“Who is this master, even Zhang Zhenren is respectful.”

“I don’t know, but looking at this person’s clothing, it doesn’t look like the Central Plains Buddha Gate.”

As Zhang Sanfeng went out, everyone in the Zixiao Palace naturally rushed out, and when they saw Zhang Sanfeng talking to the comers, they were all extremely curious.

Xu Xiaoran looked at the old monk, and his mind kept crossing one name after another.

Obviously, this old monk must have something to do with King Jinlun, otherwise Zhang Sanfeng would not have said that kind of thing just now, it is obvious that this person is the master of Jinlun.

His Holiness the Golden Wheel is from the Nyingma Monastery of Tantric Buddhism in Tibet and belongs to the Tantric sect, so this person must be a senior monk of the Nyingma school.

Looking at the other party’s vision manifestation, a name soon appeared in Xu Xiaoran’s heart.

“What, he turned out to be a Padmasambhava master, I didn’t think even he came.”

“Could it be that tantra also intervened, oh my God?”

Naturally, Xu Xiaoran was not the only one in the field who had such insight, and soon someone guessed the origin of the old monk.

But it also shocked everyone in the room.

Guru Padmasambhava is a great monk of tantra, and even if he counts history, he can be regarded as a great virtue.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be Wudang.

And Padmasambhava does not only represent him personally, his appearance seems to represent the great power of tantra, the great Buddhist sect, and also entered.

Although Padmasambhava is only a member of the Nyingma school, his influence in tantra is definitely not low, even if others are excluded, only the Nyingma school he belongs to is already a super power.

The Nyingma Sect is not a nameless sect, the original, the Golden Wheel King is from the Nyingma Sect, in addition, in the Heavenly Dragon, the Peerless Flame Knife of Hatomo Chi was also obtained by the Upper Nyingma Temple, just these two things are enough to see the strength of the Nyingma Temple.

“Amitabha Buddha, the poor monk is not for anything else, just entrusted by the Shaolin one to come to help, of course, the Buddha and the Tao are contending, my tantra is in the middle, on the other hand, the poor monk is also quite curious about Zhang Zhenren, a Daoist master.” Padmasambhava clasped his hands together and smiled indifferently.

“Haha, it seems that that person is not willing to make a move against a junior like Poor Dao.” Zhang Sanfeng laughed.

“Amitabha.” Padmasambhava chanted the Buddha’s trumpet, without arguing or acknowledging.

“These two should be from Shaolin, just the number?” Zhang Sanfeng did not dwell on the previous topic, and the two turned their heads to look at the two monks next to them.

“The number of the law is just a false one, and the poor monks have been poor for decades.” One of them sighed, and the other shook his head silently.

“Shaolin is really terrifying, and it is easy to invite three immortal-like figures at a time.”

“Yes, I’m afraid Wudang is dangerous this time.”

“But why, I can’t see the faces of the two monks in Shaolin, I only feel that their front is misty.”

“Haha, such characters, can’t be seen, naturally people don’t want us to see it.”

“Yes, too!”

Seeing that the other party was unwilling to explain, Zhang Sanfeng did not care, and said softly: “A few people came from afar, do you want to enter the hall for a while, and drink a cup of tea.” ”

“Amitabha Buddha, thank Zhang Zhenren, it’s just that today’s situation is inconvenient to drink tea, but the poor monk thinks, you Zhang Zhenren won’t want to face me alone and wait, the Taoist master must have arrived.” Padmasambhava said with a smile.

The other two also slowly raised their heads and looked at Zhang Sanfeng, who stood indifferently.

“Haha, even if the poor road is arrogant, it will not be alone against the Buddha, the poor road is not willing to fight the Buddha again, but the Buddha Dao is both contentious, although it is caused by the villain, the poor road can only show its old face and ask a few Taoist friends to help.”

“Amitabha!” The three monks were speechless.

However, from their conversation, everyone knew that Zhang Sanfeng also invited Daomen experts to come to help.

Everyone was surprised, but when they thought about it, they were cleaning up, and the battle between Buddhism and Dao, naturally it would not be only the Wudang faction that charged.

As for Zhang Cuishan, although it seems that this battle was caused by him, and most of the people in the field were indeed attracted by him, but a little brain can see that the Buddha Gate came in a big way, and Zhang Cuishan was just an introduction, because the vigorous development of the Wudang Sect really made the Buddha Gate feel threatened.

Even if there is no Zhang Cuishan, I am afraid that the Buddha Gate will find it sooner or later.

Just when everyone was amazed, two figures appeared out of thin air on Zhang Sanfeng’s side.

“Ah! Grandmaster Ling! ”

As soon as the two figures appeared, an exclamation sounded in Cihang Jingzhai’s camp.

“Ling Donglai!”

“Supreme Grandmaster, Ling Donglai!”

With Cihang Jingzhai’s exclamation, the people in the audience quickly recognized this person.

Ling Donglai, this is definitely a legendary name.

And the reason why Cihang Jingzhai was so surprised was because Ling Donglai and their relationship with Jingzhai had always been very good.

Ling Donglai also seemed to see the surprise of the people of Jingzhai, and gently spoke, and a flat voice spread throughout the audience.

“I belong to the Dao!”

It seemed to be responding to Cihang Jingzhai’s surprise, and it also seemed to answer the doubts of everyone in the room.

Everyone understood what he meant.

Yes, he Ling Donglai did have a good relationship with Jingzhai, but it was just a personal friend, and in the bottom he still belonged to the Daomen.

As soon as Ling Donglai’s voice fell, everyone in Cihang Jingzhai looked embarrassed, of course, the most embarrassed was Ning Daoqi.

The two belong to the same Daomen, and the relationship with Cihang Jingzhai is roughly the same, but the choices they make are very different.

For a moment, Ning Daoqi seemed to feel the disdainful gazes coming from around him, making him angry, but extremely ashamed.

“It turns out that it is the current benefactor of Ling, but he is just forgiving the poor monk’s eyes, I don’t know who this is?”

Padmasambhava sighed softly, and then turned his head to look at another Daoist beside Zhang Sanfeng.

This man was full of white hair and a thin figure, and at first glance he looked like an ordinary old man who was about to die, holding a rusty long sword in his left hand.

At this time, not only Padmasambhava was puzzled, but everyone in the field was curious, of course they knew that this person must be a hidden master, but they really couldn’t think of which master.

“Cough, cough” Lao Dao gently opened his mouth, and a hoarse voice slowly came out: “Lao Dao’s surname…”

“What?”

“Oh my God, his old man actually came out of the mountain.”

“I didn’t expect him to be alive!”

Even Xu Xiaoran looked at the old man in the air with a surprised face. _

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