Chapter 433 Huyan Dazang

Since the death of the ancient Buddha Lord Sakyamuni, the loss of Taoism is quite serious, not only the martial arts of the seven ancient Buddhas, but also the Buddha's Buddhism.

The Vedas is the birthplace of the Buddhist sect, with tens of thousands of Buddhist branches. All sects are divided into so many factions because they disagree with the esoteric meaning of Buddhism. Moreover, although there are statues of Buddhas, all Buddha's faces are blank.

Because all the classics that record the Buddha's face have been lost, including the Buddhist rules and regulations, they have fallen for a long time. Disappear. A Buddhist sect adheres to different Buddhist precepts. Some do not avoid meat and alcohol, do not avoid killing, do not help ** fun, do not avoid treachery, some borrow Taoist rules and regulations, and some even completely forget the precepts, and there are no taboos.

Although Fan Tian is a true disciple of Zhaojue Temple, he has a profound martial arts cultivation. But together with Buddhism, he knows nothing about it. Even the nine scars on the top of his head are passed down by young people who wear half of the gold masks on their side and are called "Bai Yuchuan".

As the head of the Middle-earth Buddhist sect, Zhaojue Temple still has some understanding of the Buddhist scriptures. There are five books of Buddhist scriptures that record the precepts: the Four Law, the Ten Recitation Law, the Five Law, the Mohe Monk's Law, and the Sanskrit Net Sutra.

However, I just know the name. Brahma has always thought that the five precepts of Buddhism have been lost. I didn't expect that this mysterious young man actually had the five precepts of Buddhism.

The Buddhism is different from other sects. If Buddhism wants to flourish and unify, it must collect the complete meaning of Buddhism. Instead of relying on martial arts.

"White benenger, are you serious about this?"

Brahma said excitedly. The scriptures of Buddhism fell into the hands of other sects, and they abandoned themselves. But in the hands of the disciples of the Buddhist sect, it is a priceless treasure.

"The monks don't slander."

The young man in Huafu smiled indifferently.

The feeling of the Brahma God was shocked. What the mysterious young man said was undoubtedly another Buddhist revelation. Only the Buddha can understand the meaning of these revelations.

"The monks don't slander", Brahma muttered to himself, as if he were crazy.

The young man in gorgeous clothes smiled, swung his sleeves, left Brahma alone, and strode towards the forest in front of him.

"White beneer, please wait..."

Brahma came to his senses and suddenly found that several Shamen and the young man had left. His face immediately changed greatly, and the monk's robe was encouraged, like a big bird, hurriedly chasing after him.

"Wow!" "

The clear mountain spring flows through a fierce and smooth bamboo tube, constantly takes off and descends, and finally flows into a wooden "water truck" into a small pool, and then through a small pool, into the pond not far away.

A white and slender palm, holding a small white porcelain cup, stretched it over and reached the end of the bamboo tube, allowing the mountain spring to be injected into the cup.

This hand has delicate palm prints, just like a woman. After receiving a cup of mountain spring, he took it back, poured the mountain spring into a tea plate, and washed the tea with the mountain spring lightly.

The man washed it very carefully. Every piece of tea tirelessly kneaded the folds, cleaned it, and then put it into the teapot. He has a slight expression.

"Lord Huyan, so interesting, so elegant. It would be me. It's impossible to wash this pot of tea.

not far away, a beautiful woman in a long red dress with porcelain skin and flames sat on a futon, stroked her palm and smiled.

"The tea ceremony is martial arts, the martial arts are self-cultivated, and the tea ceremony is calm. The two complement each other and return to the same way."

In the master's seat, a man of about 40 years old sat on the ground. He was wearing a large white silk dress decorated with pink cherry blossom patterns, giving people an elegant and quiet feeling.

He is extremely handsome, with two thick beards, giving people a sense of masculinity. The most unique thing is that his long eyebrows and his friend's long eyebrows are thicker than his beard, like two long knives, directly on the temples. The dark and shiny hair is combed up, tied into a long bun, and bent forward.

"Lord Huyan, far away in Yingzhou. It's not as good as the Confucian tea ceremony. Xiao Xiao admires him."

This woman is Xiao Xiao, the ancient resentful witch. After crossing the ocean, she arrived at Dayingzhou. He was greeted to his residence by the general named "Huyan Dazang" and was regarded as a guest of honor.

Relying on Xiao to deliberately avoid the thirteen princes, he also wanted to use the power of turning over people. I don't refuse.

"Haha, I have always admired the classics and meanings of Confucianism. He also sneaked into the Middle Land under a false name, worshiped the great Confucianism, and learned the mystery of Confucianism. I learned this tea ceremony from a Confucian teacher. If there is a chance, I will visit again in the future.

Huyan Dazang mentioned the Confucianism of Middle-earth Shenzhou, with a respectful look and highly respected words.

Xiao Yu blinked his eyes, as if he didn't expect that Hu Yan, as a general of Ying people, was so respectful to the great scholar of the Zhou Dynasty: "The general surprised me. If I remember correctly, it seems that Dayingzhou once had a war with Zhongtu Shenzhou.

Huyan Dazang shook his head and said with a smile while cooking the mountain spring.

"That's just the behavior of some ronin. Middle-earth Shenzhou is now the prosperous era of the Zhou Dynasty. The officials are clean and peaceful, the country is prosperous and the people are safe. We have no intention to be hostile to this. I have already strictly ordered that it is forbidden to kill, loot and plunder along the coast of Middle-earth. However, although I am a general of Yingren, I can't restrain those ronin and ninjas. This is just like the court can't order the sect.

"Oh," Xiao Xiao looked at Huyan Dazang, but smiled.

Huyan Dazang seemed to know Xiao Xiao and read the Japanese letter, explaining: "We Ying people have always been eclectic about the culture of Middle-earth and the wilderness. Like me, I have the dual blood of Ying people and Qiu people. However, it can still be reused in Dayingzhou, ranking as a general. Our crown prince once sneaked into the Middle Land to learn Confucian culture. He even participated in the imperial court examination, and in the hall, he was appointed as the top of the list. With our admiration for the Middle-earth court, how can we be the enemy of the court?

"List of eyes?" Although the witch Xiao Xiao did not fully believe in Huyan Dazang, she was extremely surprised to hear that the son of Emperor Ying had sneaked into the court and was called by the list in the test.

"Not bad", Huyan Dazang nodded and brushed the table. A few pieces of cherry blossoms blown by the light wind showed a look of memory: "In that year's test, the first-picked champion seemed to be Li Yixuan, the descendant of the Confucian of the Zhou Dynasty, and the third place was the autumn wilderness queen's eyebrow At that time, her nickname seemed to be Xie Daoyan. The witch Xiao Xiao blinked her eyes, and a surprised look flashed in her pupils. The Confucianism atmosphere of the Zhou Dynasty was extremely strong, and there were more than tens of thousands of Confucian scholars in the world. This wild crown prince was able to enter the third place in the palace examination. It can be seen that his Confucianism is so strong.

Tas! Oh!! Tarts!

At this moment, a hurried sound of footsteps came from a distance. Everyone looked up and saw a pale young man staggering forward in the pink cherry trees in the garden. He is still wearing night clothes! The mask on the stool's head has long disappeared, and the long hair on the head is scattered behind the head. One arm was also missing, obviously seriously injured.

"General..."

Kotaro, the wind demon, staggered over, and shouted in Yingyu as he walked. Suddenly, he saw the fiery red woman in the left seat and looked suffocated. Looking at Huyan Dazang again, I saw Huyan Dazang on the chairman. He sat upright and looked calm, but there was obviously a trace of anger in his eyes.

The wind demon Kotaro trembled and immediately knew that it was not the right time to come. If it were normal, he would not make such a mistake at all. However, on the one hand, he was seriously injured and his spiritual consciousness declined greatly. On the other hand, he didn't expect that there would be guests from Middle-earth in the general's garden.

"Son of a bitch! It's not coming yet!"

Huyan Dazang said angrily that the ancient resentful woman was very shrewd. She was seen by him, and it would be too late to leave.

Kotaro, the wind demon, immediately " banged" and knelt on the ground: "It's time for me to turn off the general's anger."

"Say it, what's going on?"

Huyan Dazang said in a low voice, but his face was extremely calm. From the appearance alone, he could not see any change. At this time, he was communicating with the wind demon Kotaro in Ying language.

"General, please punish. A powerful figure appeared in the Zhou Dynasty. I was not his opponent. He broke an arm.

Kotaro, the wind demon, lowered his head and whispered.

"Ter a tell me what happened."

Huyan Dazang said in a deep voice.

Kotaro, the wind demon, told the whole operation, and finally said, "General, forgive me, please give me another chance. I will definitely atone for my sins. Bring this man's head and show it to the general.

Kotaro, the wind demon, bowed his head and said.

"Good." Huyan Dazang only said one word.

Kotaro, the wind demon, was overjoyed and raised his head. He was about to say words of gratitude. A knife light suddenly came to face, and there was no chance to react, and the head and neck were immediately separated. A stream of blood spewed out, and the wind demon Kotaro rolled his head on the ground. He still looked shocked. It seemed that he couldn't believe that he died like this.

"Come on, drag his body down."

Huyan Dazang killed the wind demon Kotaro without warning, but his expression was still insipid. He just waved his hand and ordered.

"Yes, General!"

Being behind him, the two sweet-looking maidservants quickly knelt on the ground, bowed their heads and answered, and then stood up and lifted the wind demon Kotaro, who was still kneeling and moving headless bodies down.

"What a fast knife!" The witch arrow Xiao glanced at the wind demon Kotaro, knelt down on her body, and her heart was slightly cold. At the moment when Hu Yan hid the knife, there was no sign in her heart. After death, the other party's body stands still, which must be a certain degree of swordsmanship.

"Miss Xiao, let you laugh. This is one of my subordinates. In the competition among colleagues, their skills are not as good as others, and they have failed.

Huyan Dazang wiped his hands and said slowly. The language of Ying people is very complicated. He doesn't think that this sectarian descendant from Middle-earth can understand Ying language.