Starting from Xiaoao Jianghu to push martial arts horizontally

This plan is not only a plan of their Huashan faction, but also contacted the government in the south of the Yangtze River, using the Shangfang sword of Xichang.

The government is also very happy to cooperate with this. After all, those demon cultists have no law and are more harmful than righteous people. Naturally, they don't want that group of scourges to continue to exist in the Jiangnan area.

The most important thing is that the Demon Cult has built thousands of bows and crossbows privately. His uncle wants to rebel!

If you don't hurry up and kill them, is it possible to wait for those scourges to explode?

If there is a wave of rebellion, officials large and small in the entire south of the Yangtze River will suffer.

In order to cooperate with this plan, everyone tried their best and mobilized all the manpower and material resources that could be mobilized.

Thousands of barrels of all kinds of kerosene were collected just to kill as many members of the Demon Cult as possible.

Even if those who are strong in the Houtian realm can't be killed, those below the Houtian realm must die cleanly.

Zuo Lengchan and the others didn't pay any attention to the next thing, raised the sails, controlled the seven large ships and continued down the river to Nanjing City to meet Tian Hao.

And not long after leaving, a huge fire ignited on the river behind, stretching for more than ten miles.

It's not a problem to let the people from the government go to fight with the demon cult members, but it's not a problem to just carry some kerosene to set fire secretly.

Even the government has cleared the boats on this section of the river long ago, just waiting for the Demon Cult to get involved!

It can be said that it is karma, Ren Woxing and the Demon Cult set fire to Wudang, and now they are set on fire and killed by others, the suffering is extreme.

Not to mention the hard-working members of the Demon Cult here, Tian Hao on the other side finally arrived at Jinling Ferry.

And Jinling is the city of Nanjing.

Nanjing City was specially established by the Nanming Kingdom for better management of the south of the Yangtze River. It also has an imperial palace and a complete management system. It can be regarded as a small imperial court.

Black Stone is hiding in Nanjing City, and at the same time, Xiao Yu, Black Stone's top killer, is also hiding in Nanjing City, and a dark man under the light comes.

Zhao Bulu and others had been waiting at the ferry for a long time, and sent people to take over the river boat. After all, there were all the family members of the Qingcheng faction in it, and it was inevitable that some people would take risks, so they had to be taken care of.

"Have you found their family?"

Asking, this is Tian Hao's real purpose of going south this time.

The problem of Wudang and Qingcheng is just incidental, and now he doesn't take those two seriously.

"We found it. We were very careful and didn't startle the snake. But that man is really easy to find. We saw it as soon as we got to the gate of the city."

Zhao Bulu said in a low voice, quite emotional about this.

If it weren't for the detailed information provided by Nephew Hao, it would be hard to believe the true identity of the young couple.

"Where is Yunhe Temple?"

When asked about the situation of Yunhe Temple, Tian Hao also attached great importance to this, not knowing how strong the old monk was.

"That old monk's strength is indeed extraordinary!"

His face became more dignified, Zhao Bulu went to Yunhe Temple himself, but he didn't gain anything, the old monk was like an ordinary person who didn't know martial arts.

However, he did not believe that the person who could be emphatically reminded by Nephew Hao was an ordinary person, there was only one possibility.

The strength of the other party is far superior to his own, and he may even be a strong person in the innate realm!

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(The story of Sword Rain is about to kick off, where are your tickets?)

Chapter 284 Buddhist Zen Rhyme (Seventh)

"Go to Yunhe Temple first!"

Looking at the Nanjing city in the distance, Tian Hao understood that there was a big stage for this trip. Before that, he went to Yunhe Temple to get half of Rama's body.

Without any delay, the few people stepped forward and arrived at Yunhe Temple two hours later.

It was a dilapidated temple, guarded only by an old monk, and there was no incense in the past, and even the mountain road was overgrown with weeds, and no one cleaned it for a long time.

"The master is waiting for someone?"

Seeing the old monk standing at the gate of the temple, Tian Hao knew that the other party was waiting for him, and that he was indeed a strong man in the innate realm, far stronger than all the strong men he had encountered.

"Amitabha! I am indeed waiting for someone, and I have already waited."

After pronouncing the Buddha's name, the old monk stared at Tian Hao with his cloudy old eyes, looked him up and down, and became more and more surprised.

This son...

It's too bad for martial arts!

He didn't have the confidence to break through that armor.

"Master wants to stop me?"

His face turned cold, Tian Hao didn't have the pedantic concept of respecting the old and loving the young, anyone who dared to block his way would be hit.

"Since the ancestors have already slept peacefully, don't disturb them any more."

The old monk has a firm attitude and will never let Tian Hao harm the body of Patriarch Rama.

"Then let's fight!"

No longer talking nonsense, Tian Hao swung his palm, and the purple palm force was concentrated in his palm, ready to go.

It is the Purple Dragon Palm!

"The palm?"

The old monk was amazed, he didn't expect Tian Hao to condense his palms at such a young age.

Under the blessing of the palm, Zilong's palm is more concise and feminine.

Although the old monk was not flustered, he also slapped the same palm. The colorless air splitting palm force was also a feminine characteristic, without any wind, which was completely different from the rigidity of the mainstream of the Buddhist sect.

But there is a kind of Buddhist Zen rhyme, which Tian Hao has never seen, even Fang Zheng Fangsheng and others don't have this kind of Buddhist Zen rhyme in their moves.

This is unique to true Buddhist practitioners, just like the awe-inspiring spirit of Confucianism. Only a true great Confucianism can be cultivated by reading thousands of books and traveling thousands of miles.

Only after the cultivation of Buddhism reaches a certain level can one naturally cultivate the charm of Buddhism and Zen.

Use it to bless Buddhist martial arts, the power will naturally be greatly improved.

When the two feminine palms touched, Tian Hao's Zilong palm was defeated by the old monk's colorless palm within less than a breath, and then fell on the palm.

However, Tian Hao didn't care about this. He was not the mainstream martial artist with pure internal skills, but someone with external skills.

Coupled with that heavy equipment, it is not easy to shake him, or even knock him down.

Without stopping, the second palm was shot.

Seeing this scene, the old monk twitched his face, but in desperation he could only follow with the second palm.

Then the third palm, the fourth palm...

The two continued to fight each other palm by palm, but Tian Hao was not blindly palming each other, but was comprehending the mystery of the old monk's palm strength, and even comprehended the Buddhist Zen charm.

To put it simply, you are stealing a teacher!

These are all good things, and at the same time, it is confirmed that the old monk is indeed an innate strong man, and he has also comprehended the will of martial arts.

If it weren't for his old age, his combat power would never stop there.

And with each confrontation, Tian Hao was comprehending and absorbing the mysteries of the old monk's palm power, and integrating that mystery into his own Zilong palm, so that its power continued to increase.

"Monster!"

Sensing the improvement of Tian Hao's palm strength, especially the sense of familiarity inside, the old monk sighed secretly, knowing that the kid opposite was stealing his master.

Knowing that he really couldn't defeat Tian Hao, the old monk simply slowed down his attack, and showed all the mysteries of palm power, so that Tian Hao could better comprehend.

Since the hard ones are not enough, we can only come to the soft ones, first let the boy owe a favor.

Tian Hao saw the old monk's intentions, and was not hypocritical about it. He resolutely entered the state of epiphany, and accelerated his comprehension of the mystery of the integration of the old monk's palm power, especially the Buddhist Zen rhyme.

Zhao Bulu, Lin Pingzhi and the others who followed behind saw that the two had no intention of killing, and understood that it was just a simple exchange of ideas, so they didn't bother them, and guarded their surroundings in case someone would disturb them.

The two kept facing each other like this, and after a full quarter of an hour, Tian Hao stopped first, stood quietly on the spot, recalled everything he had just comprehended, and integrated it into himself.

"Whoosh..."

"The rumors are true, it really doesn't talk about martial ethics!"

Stretching out his hand to support the door frame of the temple, the old monk was panting heavily.

Although his cultivation base is high, he is already old after all, not to mention that he left a lot of hidden injuries when he was young, and it is difficult to display [-]% of his strength, let alone last.

After playing for such a short while, there was a tendency for the dark wounds to flare up.

Sure enough, the back waves of the Yangtze River pushed the front waves, and the front waves died on the beach!

And the next scene made the old monk feel even more aggrieved, and almost suffocated.

I saw that Tian Hao had the same Buddhist Zen charm as him, although it was still very weak and immature, but it was undoubtedly the Buddhist Zen charm.

But you must know that it is extremely difficult to cultivate Buddhist Zen rhyme. Even the old monk has studied Buddhist scriptures hard for decades, and even watched the world of mortals.

But now he was secretly taught by that kid, how can he balance his heart?

The appearance of Lu Zhu back then made him very unbalanced, but now there is an even more monstrous thing.

Also, how did that kid do it?

"Thank you Master for teaching the Dharma!"

Opening his eyes, Tian Hao bowed to thank him.

This is a favor, you have to admit it!

"Does the donor have any prejudice against my Buddhism?"

The old monk didn't procrastinate, and asked straight to the point.

He is not ignorant of the affairs of Jianghu, he naturally knows what Tian Hao and the Huashan faction have done in recent years, the reason why Shaolin was destroyed is directly related to the Huashan faction.

Of course, the main reason is that Shaolin tried to kill himself, and then he really died.

"The younger generation has no prejudice against true Buddhist practitioners, and even respects them very much, just like a master. Unfortunately, how many monks in the world really recite sutras?

Many of them are deceitful people in monk clothes!

Even the original meaning of some Buddhist scriptures has been tampered with and distorted. If things cannot be rectified, there will be great difficulties within the Buddhist sect if things go on like this.

Moreover, the flaws of Buddhism are obvious. It can prosper, but it must not prosper. Does the master think so? "

Tian Hao didn't hide his own ideas, he himself has studied many Buddhist classics from Putian Shaolin and Northern Shaolin, and his cultivation level in Buddhism is not low.

It is precisely because of this that we can successfully use the Buddhist Zen rhyme of the old monk to cultivate our own Buddhist Zen rhyme.

"What the almsgiver said is true. People's hearts are impetuous. There are too few people who can calm down and practice Buddhism!"

With a sigh, the old monk agreed with Tian Hao's point of view.

And he doesn't think that Buddhism must be prosperous. Although the idea of ​​Buddhism is to save all living beings, it doesn't have to include all people.

Pursuing sentient beings is just a kind of compassionate concept of walking outside, so that people can help and support each other.

The real Buddha lies in the heart, not the Buddha described in the Buddhist scriptures, let alone the Buddha statues in the temple.

Therefore, the essence of practicing Buddhism is to cultivate the mind, and has little to do with the outside world.

"Benefactor, please wait here for a while, this old man will go to get Rama's inheritance for you."

With more recognition for Tian Hao, the old monk turned around and entered the temple, and came back with a big package after a while.

"This is the inheritance of Rama, please donate to disturb the sleep of the ancestors."

Passing the burden to Tian Hao, the old monk had already guessed Tian Hao's intentions.

After all, the only thing worth remembering in Yunhe Temple is the half of Rama's body, but Rama is the ancestor of Buddhism after all, and even the ancestor of their lineage.

It's already very bad to be stolen from the body and circulated outside for many years. After finally sleeping peacefully, you shouldn't bother me anymore.

"Thank you, this junior won't bother Grandmaster Qingxiu anymore, so farewell!"

Tian Hao didn't stay here for long, took the heavy package and turned to go down the mountain.

"I hope I'm right!"

Watching Tian Hao's leaving back, the old monk murmured to himself.