Chapter 207: Red Flowers, White and Yellow, Golden Gate Kirin

Great Sui, Luoyang.

It only took a few days.

The entire Luoyang city seemed to have changed completely.

If there is an outsider coming to this city for the first time.

The first impression that comes to mind is probably not some majestic city or eastern capital.

At this time, the first two words that come to mind for everyone who sees the city are definitely - Buddha's Kingdom.

The extremely rich golden light hovered over the city like clouds and continued to fall.

The hazy light enveloped the entire city.

That is the Buddha's light, the infinite Buddha's light.

Needless to say, the origin of these Buddha lights is very clear.

The territory of Jingnian Zen Temple is only in the southern suburbs of Luoyang.

But as the commotion grew louder, Buddhist disciples from all over the place and from all sects continued to appear.

The number of monks coming to Luoyang today has reached an astonishing level.

Furthermore, those who are qualified to appear on such occasions are definitely not ordinary disciples who are there to make up the numbers.

At least they are the elite from various Buddhist sects.

Among them are also the leaders of a sect such as the Four Great Holy Monks.

This also explains why Luoyang City has become like this today.

Thirty miles outside Luoyang city.

An ordinary mountain, an ordinary wooden house.

Judging from its appearance alone, this should have been built by nearby hunters or farmers who went up the mountain to cut wood.

Of course, the person standing in front of the wooden house at this time was undoubtedly not a farmer.

One of them was dressed as a monk. Without looking at anything else, one could tell his identity just by looking at the bun hairstyle on the top of his head.

Jiumozhi.

Jiumozhi started again from Tubo.

The purple spots on his forehead, which had not yet completely faded, were the testimony of his trip to Tibet.

At this time, Jiumozhi was looking up at Luoyang City in the distance.

Although it was thirty miles away, the Buddha's light that was covering the sky above Luoyang City and was constantly expanding was still clearly visible.

His eyes were burning, and there was shock in the depths of his pupils.

Such a large-scale Buddha light was not deliberately displayed by any great monk.

Instead, drops of water form a river, and its source is the Buddhist disciples in Luoyang city.

Even though Jiumozhi was also a Buddhist disciple and a direct descendant of the Nyingma school, he had never seen a Buddhist conference of this scale.

"Hu~~"

After exhaling a long breath, Jiumozhi slowly turned his head:
"General Gao, it looks like the Buddhist conference will be held soon. Should we go into the city?"

While speaking, Jiumozhi's eyes were also looking at the young man beside him.

General Gao, there is no need to say more about the person who can be called that by Jiumozhi, he can only be Gao Changsheng.

I'm afraid no one would have thought that it was Gao Changsheng who led the Battle of Xiangfan and shocked the world.

Unexpectedly, he had quietly returned to the Sui Dynasty without anyone noticing.

Moreover, this Duke of Qi, who single-handedly stabilized the chaotic situation of the Sui Dynasty and made amazing contributions, did not return to Daxing after joining the Sui Dynasty, but appeared outside the city of Luoyang.

“Where is Padmasambhava?”

Gao Changsheng did not answer Jiumozhi's question, but asked instead.

And from his words, we can also know that this founder of the Nyingma school, who came from Tibet with Jiumozhi, had already met Gao Changsheng very early in the morning.

"After the master and I separated, he has not contacted me since then, but I think he should have entered Luoyang City." Jiumozhi replied.

Gao Changsheng didn't care either:

"Did you do what I asked you to do?"

Jiumozhi nodded: "The ancestor said before he left that he had sent the message according to the general's wishes."

But when he finished speaking, doubts appeared in Jiumozhi's eyes.

"General Gao, I really don't understand why you would make such a suggestion as the ancestor made."

"Padmasambhava's status is only that of Liaokong of the Pure Mind Monastery, and even the four great saintly monks."

"With the help of the Grandmaster and General Gao's strength, it is enough to suppress the whole scene. There is no need to do that..."

Padmasambhava met Gao Changsheng, and during this period of time, he had been with Gao Changsheng.

Of course, he was also aware of some of the other party's arrangements.

Padmasambhava suddenly entered the Sui Dynasty and directly notified the various Buddhist sects of the Sui Dynasty through letters.

It was at the instruction of Gao Changsheng.

Jiumozhi was not a fool. Gao Changsheng's purpose was so obvious, how could he not see it?

It is obvious that the other party wants to deal with Buddhism, but I don’t know which sect their target is.

Of course, Jiumozhi had no complaints.

Although he was also a Buddhist, he came from the Nyingma school and had nothing to do with the Buddhism of the Sui Dynasty.

Besides, this is a collaboration between Gao Changsheng and his ancestor Padmasambhava, so it is not the turn for a little Kale like him to express his opinion.

However, in his opinion, with Gao Changsheng and the founder Padmasambhava joining forces, it was obvious that these Buddhist masters who appeared in Luoyang City had no ability to resist.

There was no need for Gao Changsheng to go to such lengths.

“One Padma Shri is not enough.”

Gao Changsheng shook his head: "The dispute between Zen and Esoteric Buddhism, that is, the dispute between Exoteric Buddhism and Esoteric Buddhism, has lasted for more than a hundred years."

"The two sides are fighting openly and secretly. Have you ever seen the Tantric sect gain any advantage?"

Jiumozhi didn't say anything.

If Tantric Buddhism could truly surpass exoteric Buddhism, it would not have flourished only among foreign races.

After all, it is obvious which of the foreign countries and the Central Plains countries is more prosperous and which has a larger population.

"But this time it's the Grand Master himself who is here!" Jiumozhi said.

The exoteric and esoteric sects have been fighting secretly for many years.

But in the past, it only appeared between the disciples of the two sects. A patriarch-level figure like Padmasambhava had never taken action.

Who is Padmasambhava? He is the founder of the Nyingma school and one of the founders of the entire Tantric Buddhism, a truly top figure.

To the Nyingma school and the Tantric Buddhism, it is like a nuclear weapon.

In his opinion, with Padmasambhava's help, it was more than enough, and there was naturally no need for Gao Changsheng to invite anyone else.

"Among the various sects in China, the ones that flourished during the Sui Dynasty include Zen, Tiantai, Sanlun, and Huayan. Vinaya and Pure Land sects also have tentacles."

"Your Tantric sect has a founder, and other sects also have founders."

Gao Changsheng shook his head, and then smiled softly:
"Besides, no matter how senior Padmasambhava is or how powerful he is, he only represents the Nyingma sect after all."

"A Padmasambhava alone is doomed to fail to create a major trend."

"There are four sects of Tantric Buddhism: Nyingma, Sakya, Kagyu, and Gelug. Only when these four sects of red, white, and yellow gather together can it be considered the true Tantric Buddhism, and only then can the debate between exoteric and esoteric Buddhism be truly initiated."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiumozhi shuddered involuntarily.

Religious disputes and disputes of faith have always been cruel.

This is even more true of the struggles within Buddhism.

After all, since ancient times, competition and fighting among peers have always been the most brutal.

As a disciple of Buddhism, Jiumozhi was of course aware of this.

"The four sects have gathered together to start a large-scale Zen and Esoteric Buddhism war. This matter involves too much, and the founder may not agree. Even if the founder agrees, the other sects may not..."

Gao Changsheng waved his hand:
"I don't care what they think. I just want those people in Luoyang City to see this."

"One Padmasambhava may not be able to stir up a big storm."

"But the presence of masters from the four religions at the same time should attract some interesting people."

Listening to Gao Changsheng's voice, Jiumozhi felt inexplicably chilled.

That is Padmasambhava.

In his opinion, and even in the opinion of so many people in Luoyang City, this was already a huge matter.

But in Gao Changsheng's words, this was just a small storm.

Jiumozhi really couldn't imagine what the other party wanted.

Just when Jiumozhi's heart was trembling, Gao Changsheng's next words made his heart skip a beat again.

"As for whether to fight or not, to fight or not, in many cases it is not up to you to decide."

"General Gao, I, I..."

Jiumozhi's voice was a little stuttering.

This Tibetan monk, who had always been longing for the secret book in Gao Changsheng's hands, was really a little scared.

Padmasambhava is the founder of their Nyingma school, and also their symbol and foundation.

All along, he had never worried about the safety of this ancestor.

Are you kidding? That is the living Buddha who founded the Nyingma school and still lives to this day.

No one knows what level the other party has reached.

Not to mention going to Luoyang alone, even in the most dangerous places, you can come and go freely.

But now, especially Gao Changsheng's words, completely aroused his worries. Red flowers, white and yellow, the four sects of Tantric Buddhism gathered together.

The various sects of the Xianzong school would also gather in Luoyang.

If the dispute between exoteric and esoteric Buddhism breaks out completely, God knows what will happen.

Moreover, with the participation of Guru Padmasambhava, the people participating from various sects will surely be guru-level figures.

If something really went wrong with Guru Padmasambhava.

Jiumozhi shuddered all over.

Let’s not talk about what will happen to the Nyingma sect when that happens.

The master who stays behind in the sect will definitely skin him alive when the time comes.

Thinking of this, Jiumozhi felt the bump on his forehead start to ache again.

Gao Changsheng naturally couldn't have failed to notice Jiumozhi's obvious expression.

He didn't want to let Mengzhi down too badly since he had helped him a lot.

He smiled gently and was about to speak.

But before he could say anything, another voice sounded and interrupted him.

"Infinite Heavenly Lord!"

"General Gao, we meet again."

Following a Taoist chant, a Taoist priest appeared from the foot of the mountain and then leaped towards the top of the mountain.

With just a few steps, they crossed the entire mountain and came to a hundred meters away from the two men.

"Outside Daxing City, General Gao sat on the sea of ​​thunder, suppressing good and evil with his sword. It was already astonishing."

"The current battle of Xiangfan has completely shaken Jiuzhou."

"Gao Changsheng's growth rate is truly astonishing. I admire him very much."

The voice of admiration with a slight tremor was enough to reveal the emotions of the person in front of him.

"Master, you are too kind. It has been a long time since we last met. Master Qi Hui is still as charming as ever."

Gao Changsheng laughed.

The person in front of him was no one else but Qi Hui, the Louguan Dao who had made a deal with Gao Changsheng.

Qi Hui smiled bitterly and shook his head.

He said everything from his heart.

Gao Changsheng's transition speed was so amazing that it completely exceeded everyone's imagination.

In the original Daxing City, Gao Changsheng was just a rising star with amazing strength, but now, he has become a true top giant.

Looking at the other person's extremely young face, Qi Hui sighed and felt a sense of regret.

When they first met, in addition to exchanging Ning Daoqi, Qi Hui also originally wanted to make friends with Gao Changsheng.

But later, because he could not see through the opponent through the star-gazing technique, Qi Hui decided to wait and see for the time being for the sake of safety.

But no one expected that the other party's growth rate would reach such a terrifying level.

Qi Hui had mixed feelings.

At this moment, another person in the field also showed a shocked look.

Jiumozhi.

Qi Hui's appearance undoubtedly shocked him.

He didn't know the person in front of him, but anyone who was not blind could tell from the Taoist robe he was wearing.

Under normal circumstances, a Taoist priest would naturally mean nothing.

But what is the time in front of us?

The Buddhists of the Sui Dynasty have gathered together, and Padmasambhava has entered Luoyang.

In Gao Changsheng's arrangement, all kinds of Tantric Buddhism are likely to appear.

A large-scale dispute between exoteric and esoteric Buddhism is imminent.

At this time, a Taoist priest suddenly appeared, and appeared in front of Gao Changsheng. How could it not make people sensitive?

Could it be that Gao Changsheng is not only planning the dispute between exoteric and esoteric Buddhism, but also planning the dispute between Buddhism and Taoism.

For a moment, Jiumozhi felt like his scalp was about to explode.

The dispute between exoteric and esoteric Buddhism, and the dispute between Buddhism and Taoism.

Those are definitely not just a few words.

The cruelty and danger involved are simply beyond the comprehension of others.

In particular, the two struggles at hand may be unfolding simultaneously.

Jiumozhi blinked blankly.

The Buddha's light above Luoyang City in the distance is still strong.

But at this moment, Jiumozhi seemed to see a surging blood light that was continuously falling and completely submerged the Luoyang City.

"I am only telling the truth. General Gao is truly a powerful figure in the Nine Continents now. Everyone knows him."

Qi Hui shook his head and spoke.

"What Daoist Master Qi said is true."

As soon as Qi Hui finished speaking, another voice rang out.

"General Gao's reputation is not just known to everyone. As far as I know, the emperors in the surrounding countries are unable to sleep at night. Some even lose control of their bladders during court sessions."

The slightly old voice rang softly in everyone's ears.

Qi Hui turned his head and looked at the old Taoist priest who was walking out of the void, and narrowed his eyes unconsciously.

Louguan Dao is the leader of Taoism in the Sui Dynasty, but he does not recognize the old Taoist priest in front of him.

Obviously, this should be the person invited by Gao Changsheng.

Qi Hui raised his hand and was about to say hello when another voice suddenly sounded.

"Humph, talking about people behind their backs and gossiping about them, is this the demeanor of the Northern Mang State Master?"

As soon as the voice fell, a figure crossed the void as if by teleportation and appeared beside the old Taoist priest.

The plain words carried the sound of thunder.

The old Taoist priest did not react immediately, but Qi Hui was shocked.

"It turns out to be Qilin Zhenren. Louguan Dao Qihui has seen Qilin Zhenren." Qihui explained.

The four words "Beimang National Master" clearly pointed out the identity of the person in front of him, Qilin Zhenren of the Daode Sect.

"Master Qi Hui, you are too polite. Our two sects, although in two countries, are brothers." Qilin Zhenren said with a smile.

Qi Hui also nodded.

The Louguan Dao was inherited from Yin Xi, the Taoist Master Wenshi.

The Daode Sect regards Laojun as its founder, and the sect's Dharma is the One Qi Transformation into Three Pure Ones, which was taught by Laojun himself.

But in fact, the founder of Daode Sect is actually similar to Yin Xi.

When Laojun rode the green ox out of Hangu Pass, the purple air spread for three thousand miles.

As the commander of Hangu Pass, Yin Xi witnessed this scene with his own eyes.

After that, Laojun preached in Hangu for three days, and Yin Xi also sat in the front row, but Yin Xi was not the only one listening to the sermon at the same time.

The founder of Daode Sect was one of those who listened to the sermon that day.

Therefore, the founders of the two sects are considered to be brothers.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, I am sorry for being rude. Please forgive me." Qilin Zhenren turned to look at the third person who appeared and expressed his apology with Taoist etiquette.

Seeing Qilin Zhenren apologize, this person did not continue to pester him and also returned a salute.

"I don't know this fellow Taoist..." Qi Hui said.

"Lin Lingsu."

"It turns out to be the Jinmen Yuke in person." Qi Hui was shocked and saluted quickly.

No wonder the other party looked at Master Qilin with a stern look as soon as he appeared.

Because the person who had lost control of his bladder during court session was exactly the emperor of the Song Dynasty.

Although Lin Lingsu had long since retired from the court and lived in seclusion, he was still a citizen of the Song Dynasty after all.

On the other side, Jiumozhi was already trembling all over.

The Louguan Dao of the Sui Dynasty was definitely an anti-Buddhist pioneer.

In Beimang where Qilin Zhenren lives, there are only a few temples in the country due to his suppression with the help of the court, and it is rumored that the other party is actively promoting the destruction of Buddhism in Beimang.

As for the last one, Lin Lingsu, he is one of the founders of Shenxiao Sect. There is no need to say much about the style of Shenxiao Sect.

And this Jinmen Feathered Guest Lin Lingsu was a ruthless man who had really destroyed Buddha.

As a monk, how could he not be afraid when all these people gathered together?

"Gudong."

Looking at the Taoists with powerful aura, Jiumozhi swallowed his saliva involuntarily.

But before he could think or speak, the next second, Jiumozhi suddenly felt dizzy.

At some point, a hand suddenly reached out from nowhere, grabbed the back of his collar, and lifted him up.

"Where did this little monk come from? He's so brave. Well, I'll just crush him to death and bring good luck."

An extremely cold voice suddenly sounded.

The next second, a Taoist priest in plain clothes suddenly appeared beside the four people in the field, and Jiumozhi was being held horizontally in his right hand.

(End of this chapter)