Chapter 90 The Old Monk Riding a Donkey
In fact, the principles behind many things in this world are the same.

The anode produces the cathode, and the cathode produces the yang.

The extremes must be reversed.

Just like a story, it will calm down after the climax.

After the storm, there will surely be peace and tranquility.

This is exactly the situation in the Liaodong Plain at this time.

The roaring thunder in the sky had long since disappeared.

The sun reappeared, dispelling the dark clouds and spreading endless light to the earth.

If it weren't for the corpses everywhere and the smell of blood.

No one would know that a great battle involving hundreds of thousands of troops had just ended here on the plain.

At the edge of the battlefield, a figure stood with his hands behind his back, quietly gazing at the devastated ground ahead.

"Da da da!"

Steady footsteps sounded behind me.

At the same time, there was a voice.

"it's over!"

"Yes, it's finally over." The man with his hands behind his back also spoke.

"Although there were twists and turns, we won a great victory in the battle against Goryeo. The nail that had been piercing us so much was finally completely pulled out."

"But I didn't expect that this war was won by the younger generation. We old guys didn't seem to have contributed much."

"Isn't this a good thing?" Yu Juluo behind him said with a smile.

Of course he knew that Yang Lin's words were teasing and humble.

Indeed, the main credit this time went to Gao Changsheng and other younger generations.

But there is still a big difference between having Yang Lin and others in charge and not having them.

Not to mention other things, at least one thing is that without the help of Yang Lin and Yu Juro, Gao Changsheng would not have been able to destroy the destiny of Goryeo so easily, and the cooperation between the north and south lines would not have been so tacit.

"The battlefield has been almost cleaned up, and the remaining Goryeo soldiers who gave up resistance have also been controlled." Yu Juro said.

Yang Lin smiled and nodded:

"Next, we only need to leave tens of thousands of troops to garrison. The imperial court will send people to take care of the rest, so we don't have to worry about it anymore."

"Yes, almost all of Goryeo's combat-capable soldiers have been wiped out, so we don't need too many troops to guard the area. What we need to pay attention to is the border with the Turks, to prevent the Turks from taking advantage of the situation and taking advantage of us."

Within the Sui Dynasty, border cities close to the Turks were naturally defended by border troops.

But the newly conquered Goryeo also relies on the Turks, if we are not careful in defense.

Once the Turks sent their troops south, the fruits of their victory might be lost to the other side for nothing.

"I heard that Gao Changsheng had already sent out a troop of soldiers in advance?"

"Not bad!"

"He really thinks of everything. Even in such a tense and complicated situation, he still has time to think about the post-war defense plan. It really makes us old guys ashamed!" Yang Lin shook his head and laughed.

Yu Juluo's eyes were calm: "Although there are arrangements, he has not had many soldiers and generals at his disposal. We still need to send troops to take over as soon as possible."

"That's it!"

"By the way, has that kid left?" Yang Lin nodded and spoke again.

"Yes, he made quite a commotion this time, and the army was in a state of chaos. It would be good to allow him to leave first and experience it on his own."

Yu Juluo said casually, "Besides, if he stays here, those young people will feel uncomfortable and the pressure will be too great."

Yang Lin shook his head and laughed: "How can you see the real gold without going through the fire? If they are unbalanced by the pressure just like this, it can only mean one thing, they can never become talented."

"Gao Changsheng is indeed amazing, but even if Gao Changsheng didn't exist, wouldn't there be other geniuses?"

Yang Lin said in a cold tone: "Jiuzhou is vast, and there are amazing talents in every era. Take our generation for example. There is Xu Xiao from Liyang who rode his horse across many countries, Temujin of the Mongol Yuan Dynasty roared proudly on the grassland, and there were also two shining stars in the Sui Dynasty. If you don't have a fighting spirit that is not inferior to others, you are destined to be lost in the crowd."

Yu Juluo shook his head: "Having said that, the younger generation has just been born and has entered the army, so it is not appropriate to push them too hard."

"Well!" Yang Lin did not continue, but smiled and said: "Let him go back first. With Gao Changsheng's merits this time, it is indeed a bit unfair for him to return with the army. He should be given a chance to enjoy the honor alone."

But then he thought of another thing:

"From the look of you, it seems that you haven't communicated much with Gao Changsheng."

Yu Juluo nodded: "It's useless to say more. He will make his own choice."

“Speaking of which, I actually hope that he will just cultivate the Way of the Warrior. With his talent, it would be a pity if he doesn’t pursue this path.”

"King of the Mountain!"

Yu Juluo suddenly looked up, his tone was serious.

"Yu knows that the prince is devoted to the Sui Dynasty!"

"I have also fought for the Great Sui Dynasty all my life. If he really chooses the path of military service, the Great Sui Dynasty will have one more person to protect the country, and I will be happy for that as well."

"But the premise is that it is his own choice. Yu doesn't want anyone to interfere."

After finishing speaking, Yu Juluo paused for a moment, then spoke again quietly:
"Your Highness should also be aware that Gao Zhaoxuan's purpose in disbanding the soldiers in the mansion and leaving behind the martial arts skills is obvious. He actually doesn't want his son to follow this path again."

"Longevity, longevity, this is what Gao Jiong hopes for him. Longevity is nothing more than peace."

After saying this, Yu Juluo sighed softly:
"Now that I think about it, although Gao Changsheng embarked on the path of war himself, I did not stop him, and I passed on my own inheritance of the path of war, which was already against Gao Jiong's wishes."

Hearing this, Yang Lin's face showed an inexplicable look.

"How can this king not understand!"

"Stay away from the military path, in the final analysis, it is nothing more than staying away from the center of the imperial court."

"Gao Jiong's strategy of withdrawing and retreating, and Yang Su's series of hidden moves."

"In the final analysis, they are just not optimistic about the future!"

Yu Juluo shook his head: "It's not easy to go against the will of heaven!"

"However, there is one thing that the prince said is wrong!"

"It's not that they are pessimistic. Those two are extremely confident people."

"I just don't want my offspring to take risks."

“Whatever, whatever!” Yang Lin waved his hands repeatedly: “Brother Yu, rest assured, I will never interfere in this matter.”

"However, given Gao Changsheng's current position, it's time to reveal some things to him. After returning to Beijing, I'll find a chance to talk to him!"

Yu Juluo nodded slowly.

Just as Yang Lin and others were communicating with each other.

On the other side, Gao Changsheng and his group who were returning to the Sui Dynasty suddenly stopped where they were.

This time he returned, he traveled light.

He did not bring any troops with him.

The only ones following him were the Eighteen Riders of Yanyun given to him by Luo Cheng.

Oh, there is another Lu Xiaofeng.

At this time, a group of twenty riders stopped in the middle of the road.

The reason for stopping is not to rest here.

Instead, a person appeared in front of everyone.

A donkey was approaching slowly from a distance, making a ticking sound.

On the donkey, sat an old monk with his eyes closed.

In such a scene, even the most dull-witted person would probably become alert.

What's more, the people present at this time are all smart.

There is a warning mantra that has always been circulating in the world.

When you are out there, there are several types of people that you'd better not mess with.

The old men, women, children, and finally the monks and Taoists.

Although the first three are vulnerable groups, they are able to survive independently, which means they must have certain support.

As for the latter two, there is obviously no need to say much. The Buddhist and Taoist forces are huge and have a long history, which is well known to everyone.

“Brush, brush, brush!”

Without waiting for Gao Changsheng's orders, the eighteen riders behind him drew their scimitars at their waists at the same time.

"The Eighteen Riders of Yanyun, which Luo Yi spent half his life cultivating, have finally fallen into your hands. This is truly a stroke of luck!"

The old monk slowly opened his eyes and spoke calmly.

It was as if he didn't see the scimitar on the opposite side at all.

"Don't you know the master's name?"

Gao Changsheng waved his hand, first signaling the eighteen riders to put away their scimitars, and then he asked.

"What a genius!" The old monk raised his eyes and glanced at Gao Changsheng.

"Master Gao led his troops out of Mobei, destroyed Goryeo in one battle, and killed Fu Cailin. His fame spread all over the world, and even I, a layman, have heard of him!"

"Now that I see it, it is far better than what I heard! Amitabha!"

The old monk put his hands together and spoke with admiration.

Lu Xiaofeng didn't say anything, but of course he noticed something was wrong.

When he first discovered that there was a monk in front of him, he thought it was the mysterious old monk who had previously come into contact with Fu Cailin.

As the other person approached, he realized that they were not the same person. But no matter which one they were, they were obviously not ordinary people.

The news of Gao Changsheng's destruction of Goryeo had indeed spread.

But the killing of Fu Cailin happened not long ago, and the old monk could actually mention it casually.

The meaning revealed in this is already intriguing enough.

"I wonder in which temple the master is practicing?"

There was no change in Gao Changsheng's expression, and he asked calmly.

"Pick up a flower and smile, and you will see your true nature and become a Buddha!"

The old monk smiled and spoke softly. As he spoke, a faint Buddha light flashed behind his body.

Lu Xiaofeng's eyes moved slightly.

Smiling while holding a flower, this is the story of the legendary Venerable Kasyapa.

When talking about Kashyapa, we naturally have to mention a huge branch of Buddhism.

Zen!

To understand one's mind and see one's nature, and to achieve Buddhahood through sudden enlightenment, this is the teaching of Zen Buddhism.

The old monk in front of me is obviously a Zen master.

Gao Changsheng understood immediately after hearing this and said with a smile:
"So you are Master Daoxin, one of the four great saintly monks. Gao is honored to meet you."

"The donor has great wisdom!" Daoxin clasped his hands in praise.

Gao Changsheng was not affected at all, and stared at the other person calmly: "Master, you are not in Shaoshi Mountain for meditation, but you came to see me. What can I do for you?"

Dao Xin smiled and chanted a Buddhist name, then said, "Don't misunderstand me, my benefactor. I am just feeling restless and anxious."

But apparently no one believed this statement.

A man and a donkey traveled all the way to Liaodong and happened to appear in front of Gao Changsheng. This is obviously not something that can be explained by the phrase "when you are still for a long time, you will want to move."

Dao Xin was not embarrassed at all when he saw this, he just continued to smile and said:

"Mr. Gao has become famous in one battle, and his future is definitely limitless. I came here just to make a good relationship with him."

Gao Changsheng's eyes did not move. He waved his hand and smiled casually:
"That's easy to say. I am also somewhat interested in Zen Shaolin."

“Oh? In that case, I can, on behalf of Shaolin, invite you to visit Mount Song.” Daoxin raised his eyebrows and smiled knowingly.

Gao Changsheng raised his lips and said, "Thank you very much, Master. I just wonder if I will have the chance to see Yi Jin Xi Sui and the four great magical skills!"

Hearing this, Dao Xin's expression remained unchanged, and his tone remained calm as before:

"Of course, there is nothing wrong with that. Our Zen sect is open to all and never rejects anyone who admires Buddhism."

"With your wisdom and wisdom, if you are willing to devote yourself to Buddhism, all the methods of Shaolin Temple are available for you to read. I can even take the initiative to recruit disciples on behalf of the master and accept you as my disciple."

"Hahaha, I really can't take it for granted that you are so generous!"

Gao Changsheng laughed loudly, but if you look closely, you can find that there is no trace of emotion in his eyes.

After the laughter died down, neither of them spoke any more, they just stared into each other's eyes quietly.

After a long time, Dao Xin slowly closed his eyes and returned to his original calm appearance.

An extremely calm voice also slowly came out:
"I came here because of fate, and I will leave when fate ends. Donor Gao, I will take my leave now!"

"If you are interested in the future, you can come to Shaolin as a guest. I will be waiting for you."

"Master, don't worry, there will be a chance!" Gao Changsheng said softly.

Lu Xiaofeng, who was standing by, shuddered unconsciously.

Although the communication between the two was polite and courteous, he felt that what was going back and forth were not words, but blades.

Until Dao Xin's figure disappeared at the end of the sky.

Lu Xiaofeng then slowly spoke:
"I have heard of the names of the Four Great Saint Monks. They almost chased the evil king Shi Zhixuan to the point where he had no way to go up to heaven or down to earth."

"But I heard that the four great monks can fight against the Grand Master together. Now there is only Daoxin. How dare he stand in front of you so brazenly? Does he really rely on the reputation of Shaolin and think that you dare not take action?"

Lu Xiaofeng looked puzzled and obviously couldn't understand Dao Xin's behavior.

Even if you have never met Gao Changsheng, you can tell from the rumors that he is definitely not an indecisive person.

In Lu Xiaofeng's eyes, this tentative appearance in front of him was simply a bold act.

Not to mention that Daoxin was alone, even if the four great masters came together, Lu Xiaofeng didn't think that Gao Changsheng would really be troubled.

Lu Xiaofeng did not participate in the final battle of Liaodong City, but he was in Marudu City and saw everything.

Especially the last blow that killed Fu Cailin with great force.

Although that sword strike used the power of the military formation.

But Lu Xiaofeng could see that Gao Changsheng was only one step away from that realm at this time.

It is even possible that he already has that level of combat power.

In this situation, how could Dao Xin be so fearless? Lu Xiaofeng really didn't understand.

"Grandmaster? Fight against Shi Zhixuan? Haha!" Gao Changsheng smiled lightly.

Lu Xiaofeng naturally heard the meaning implied in the other party's laughter.

"Could it be that the rumors are false?"

"This is indeed true, but if anyone wants to use this to compare Dao Xin's strength, it would be really ridiculous."

"Daoxin was the head of Shaolin Temple in the Sui Dynasty, the fourth patriarch of Zen Buddhism, and a direct disciple of Bodhidharma along with Huike, Sengcan, Hongren, and Huineng."

"Do you think a person like this would only have the strength of a Grandmaster?"

Lu Xiaofeng shook his head instinctively.

Indeed, Bodhidharma's disciple, the founder of Shaolin, only has the strength of a grandmaster, which is abnormal no matter how you look at it.

"What happened back then?" Lu Xiaofeng became curious and asked immediately.

"It's just a dispute among Buddhists!"

Gao Changsheng said casually.

"Although Buddhism is extremely powerful, there are many factions, and the disputes between them have always been extremely cruel. For example, the dispute between Zen and Esoteric Buddhism is no more peaceful than the fight between Buddhism and Taoism."

"Shi Zhixuan was the most amazing disciple of the two sects back then. Such a person is naturally a thorn in the side of the old rival Cihang Jingzhai."

"And Cihang Jingzhai and Jingnian Zen Temple have always been of the same origin. These two factions are the main forces targeting Shi Zhixuan."

"As for the four great saintly monks, whether it is Jiaxiang of the Three Treatises School, Zhihui of the Tiantai School, or Dixin of the Huayan School, they are just going through the motions. It is impossible for them to really fight for Jingnian Zen Temple."

"And Daoxin was even worse. He pretended not to know Shi Zhixuan and accepted him as his disciple. He taught him the orthodox Buddhist skills and directly gave Shi Zhixuan a push from behind."

"If Cihang Jingzhai hadn't used an unconventional strategy later, Shi Zhixuan, a fusion of Buddha and devil, would definitely be a nightmare for those two sects."

"Wow, awesome, awesome!"

Lu Xiaofeng touched his chin as he spoke.

But as he spoke, his eyes suddenly lit up.

"If you count it this way, Shi Zhixuan is still the disciple of Zen Master Daoxin."

"hey-hey."

Lu Xiaofeng chuckled and said:
"In my opinion, Zen Master Daoxin is quite sincere."

"Why don't you just agree, Brother Gao?"

"The four great martial arts of Shaolin Temple are world-famous, and each one is a treasure of the martial arts world."

"And Zen Master Daoxin said that he would accept disciples on his behalf."

"Once it comes true, Brother Gao will be a disciple of Bodhidharma, a divine figure who is regarded as the greatest figure in Buddhism after Sakyamuni!"

"Dharma's disciple, Master Xie Wang."

"If this kind of status and position were to be spread out, it would definitely attract many people in the martial arts world."

After saying that, he looked at Gao Changsheng with a chuckle.

Although Lu Xiaofeng's words were meant as a joke, his meaning was not wrong.

Shaolin Kung Fu and Bodhidharma's disciples, either one of them is enough to drive martial artists crazy, not to mention the combination of both.

Any person in the underworld who understands the significance of this matter would probably not be able to remain calm.

Gao Changsheng did not answer, but turned his head slightly and looked at Lu Xiaofeng quietly.

Obviously, after this period of recuperation, Lu Xiaofeng's injuries have been completely healed.

His mental state has also returned to normal.

No wonder they dared to make fun of him so blatantly.

Gao Changsheng couldn't move and just looked at Lu Xiaofeng quietly for more than ten breaths.

It was not until Lu Xiaofeng felt a little panic in his heart that he looked away.

"Looks like I have to find him something to do, or he'll get more and more jumpy!"

Gao Changsheng had an idea, but there was no expression on his face.

But at this moment, Lu Xiaofeng's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and a bad premonition suddenly came to his mind.

His body suddenly tensed up, and Lu Xiaofeng immediately looked around warily.

"This feeling, could it be that those people are catching up with us again?" He muttered to himself, but after he saw Gao Changsheng out of the corner of his eye, Lu Xiaofeng's mood quickly returned to calm.

"I think I'm overthinking it. With him around, those people shouldn't be so bold."

(End of this chapter)