Chapter 199 Senior brother takes the road
"This old man..."
Chen Tang was thoughtful.
This old man has a special temperament, which can also be felt in Emperor Wu.
It is a special temperament that can only be honed in the battlefield through countless life and death experiences and bloody battles.
But after stepping into Xiping Temple, the chilling aura in the old man disappeared without a trace.
"This is a master I invited from outside, one of my own."
When Ming Yuan saw that Chen Tang noticed the old man, he gave a simple explanation.
Chen Tang nodded slightly and whispered: "Senior brother has good vision. Although this man is older, his methods should not be weak."
Ming Yuan smiled and said nothing.
Abbot Benguang secretly marveled at Chen Tang's understanding of Buddhism, but he still looked worried and asked: "Master, can Mingjing be as powerful as that Tantric monk?"
"There should be enough power to fight."
Master Liao Kong said.
Chen Tang usually practices in the temple. Master Liao Kong probably knows how much Chen Tang weighs.
Chen Tang's current burst of power may have reached the level of thirteen stones.
If that Tantric monk was only more than ten stones, he should not be Chen Tang's opponent.
Chen Tang's heart moved and he suddenly asked: "Abbott, are there any restrictions on this kind of sparring?"
Abbot Benguang said: "In the pure land of Buddhism, it is not easy to use swords and weapons, so the competition is limited to fists and kicks. This way, we can have a sense of proportion."
Chen Tang asked again: "Is it possible to use boxing techniques other than Buddhism?"
He was not allowed to use weapons, and he only knew one Buddhist technique, "Mighty Vajrayana".
But this technique is more about the technique of exerting force, and there are no fixed moves.
"That's definitely not possible."
Abbot Benguang woke up from a dream and said quickly: "Master Liaokong, Mingjing has just entered Buddhism. He doesn't understand Buddhist skills. If he competes with others with other martial arts, even if he wins, he will be criticized."
"That's right!"
Chen Tang slapped his thigh and sighed, looking extremely regretful.
Master Liao Kong watched Chen Tang pretending, and the corners of his eyes twitched a few times.
"This kid..."
Master Liao Kong has lived to this age, how could he not see what Chen Tang was thinking.
However, this kind of thing was somewhat bluffing and deceiving, and he was embarrassed to speak.
Ming Yuan smiled slightly and suddenly said: "How about asking Junior Brother Ming Jing to go to the Sutra Collection Pavilion of the Zen Yuan now and learn a skill."
"This senior brother is not bad, he is on the right track!"
Chen Tang looked at Ming Yuan and quietly raised his thumb at him behind his back.
The two looked at each other and smiled.
"It's too late."
Abbot Benguang frowned and said: "Now, the tantric monks are waiting in the Zen courtyard. Do they have to wait for Mingjing to practice for three to five months before coming to discuss with each other?"
Seventy-two unique skills of Buddhism.
Although during the war in China, many were lost.
However, the various techniques preserved in Xinping Zen Temple cannot be easily mastered.
It is said that I have been practicing for three to five months, but that is even less.
Even in Buddhism, the most basic boxing technique "Arhat Fist", if you want to be familiar with and master the changes in each move, you need to practice for three or two years!
This is just knowing its shape.
If you want to practice to the point where you can change it, it will take many years of practice.
“It won’t take that long!”
Chen Tang waved his hand and said: "Just give me half a day!"
Abbot Benguang looked at Chen Tang suspiciously.
If Chen Tang hadn't just blurted out four deafening Buddhist verses, he wouldn't even bother to talk to Chen Tang now.
"Just half a day?"
Abbot Benguang asked doubtfully.
"No problem!"
Chen Tang's tone was determined.
This is not a big statement.
He has already broken through the mud pills and is sitting in a trance. There is no bottleneck in practicing most martial arts and it is as easy as a piece of cake.
"Okay."
Abbot Benguang could only agree temporarily. Treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor, let’s try it first.
Since Master Liao Kong is so confident in his new lay disciple, he must have some tricks up his sleeve.
Abbot Benguang said in a deep voice: "Without further delay, Mingjing, you come with me to the Zen Temple now."
Ming Yuan said with a smile: "Everything is fine, I'll go over and take a look, join in the fun, just in time to see what my junior brother can do."
"Okay."
Chen Tang also smiled and said: "Senior brother, plunder the formation for me."
Several people left the hall.
When he reached the entrance of Xiping Temple, Chen Tang couldn't help but look back.
The old man just now ran to Emperor Wu's tomb without knowing when.
Half-crouching in front of Emperor Wu's tomb, I don't know what I'm thinking.
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Seeing that several people were about to leave, the old man slowly stood up and followed them this way.
Chen Tang, Mingyuan and Du family followed Abbot Benguang towards Xiping Zen Monastery.
Not long after, a few people came to the temple and walked in.
"Abbott, you are back!"
As soon as a few people entered the Zen monastery, several monks from the monastery came to greet them, their faces full of worry.
Abbot Benguang asked quickly: "What's wrong?"
"That tantric monk is so arrogant, he keeps calling for formation."
"Some of the disciples below were very angry and couldn't stand listening anymore, so they stood up to compete with other monks. The result was a disastrous defeat. No one could even take three of his moves!"
"Yes, and the tantric monks have been ridiculing our Buddhist heritage, and the brothers and sisters can't refute it."
The Buddhist heritage has declined in Northern China since the war in China.
In Southern Xia, Buddhism was even more prosperous. It was said that there were 480 temples with constant incense and authentic Buddhism.
Therefore, in the perception of most people, Zen Buddhism should be in Southern Xia.
Master Benguang took a deep breath and said, "Don't worry, I'll find a lay disciple from outside and let him try it out later."
After saying that, Master Benguang looked at Chen Tang expectantly.
"I have met all the mages."
Chen Tang crossed his fists.
"This..."
Many Buddhist monks looked Chen Tang up and down with a hint of suspicion in their eyes.
This person is quite tall, but he is not a strong person but a strong person.
That little tantric monk is not big and has a skinny figure, but he can burst out with astonishing divine power with every move he makes!
Even the strongest young monk in the monastery could not bear it.
"You try to delay it for another half day."
Abbot Benguang said: "I will take him to the Zangjing Pavilion to learn a boxing technique first..."
After talking about it, Abbot Benguang's voice became smaller and smaller.
Since becoming the abbot, he has never felt so guilty.
"Study now?"
All the eminent monks opposite were dumbfounded, and for a time they thought they had heard wrongly.
"No rush, no rush."
Chen Tang waved his hand and said: "I haven't had lunch yet. I'm going to have lunch first. I can practice martial arts only after I'm full."
Abbot Benguang: "..."
"Senior brother, senior sister-in-law, you haven't eaten either, right?"
Chen Tang pulled Ming Yuan up and said with great enthusiasm: "Let's go together! Let me tell you, the vegetarian food in this monastery is really good, you must try it."
As he spoke, Chen Tang ignored others and walked in the direction of the Zhaitang, as if he had returned to his own home.
"Junior brother, isn't this bad?"
Mrs. Du asked cautiously when she saw the expressions on other people's faces.
"It's okay, I have a card here."
Chen Tang replied casually.
Ming Yuan smiled, took Du's hand, and followed Chen Tang over.
The old man looked calm and followed.
(End of chapter)