Chapter 5 The Battle of Buddhism and Taoism

The Potala Palace stands solemnly,

Along the way, the banners floated around, and there was a faint sound of Buddha and Sanskrit singing,

On the countless steps leading to the Potala Palace on the top of the mountain, the eyes are all Tibetan herdsmen and tantric believers who gathered from all directions to worship Buddha. They crawled on the steps one by one and knelt down to the Buddha in their hearts.

Among them, there is one person, which is particularly eye-catching,

Gain is the only one person. He walked on these steps and picked up the steps calmly, as if he were an ordinary tourist, enjoying the scenery along the way aimlessly.

What's more surprising is that this person is wearing an ancient yin and yang gossip robe,

A young Taoist,

The Potala Palace in this Buddhism is particularly incompatible and extremely strange, which frequently attracts the surprised eyes of those believers on the side.

Yi Qing doesn't care about the eyes of these tantric believers falling on him. There is always a faint smile on the corners of his mouth, stepping up,

The yin and yang gossip robes are worn on the body. In a moment of movement and silence, the natural breath of the road is revealed, which immediately gives people passing by a feeling like a spring breeze.

It's just that no one has noticed that the depths of Yi Qing's eyes are cold,

Since the beginning of Taoism, Buddhism came to the east, and the struggle between Buddhism and Taoism has never stopped,

In the Eastern Han Dynasty, Jia She Moteng and the Taoist priests discussed difficulties. The Taoist Wang Fu of the Western Jin Dynasty made the 'Laozi Hua Hu Sutra', the three martial arts of the Northern and Southern Dynasties destroyed the Buddha, and the ancestors of the Yuan Dynasty suppressed the whole truth

"Today, I am Yi Qing, and I will compete with you Buddhist Tantrics."

He muttered in his mouth. The next moment, Yi Qing's eyes were slightly raised, and two fierce mysterious lights suddenly burst out from the depths of Yi Qing's eyes, falling straight on the solemn and magnificent Potala Palace not far in front of him.

It's not that Yi Qing hates Buddhism. The little monk of Ganlu Temple in Jiuhua Mountain was introduced as a good friend by Yi Qing.

Yi Qing came here, and he had no desire to win, but he was almost ruined by the power of Buddhism in the Potala Palace by the previous carelessness. Yi Qing changed his mind in an instant.

If you fight, then fight,

Yi Qing's temperament is not good to say. He is "stingy" and secretly suffered a loss at the right time. At this time, he immediately wanted to ask for it back,

Duke by the Buddha's Dharma manifestation of the Potala Palace, as a Taoist, Yi Qing instantly gave birth to a war spirit of the battle of Buddhism and Taoism,

The more and more familiar ancient gods have huddled into inches, and unconsciously they have been displayed by Yi Qing,

A random step out, the soles of the feet fell to the ground, and the next moment, Yi Qing's figure suddenly appeared three or four feet away,

Countless huge steps, under the footwork of Yi Qing shrinking into an inch, were left behind by Yi Qing in the blink of an eye,

However, everyone along the way seems to have no sense of Yi Qing's strange pace and take Yi Qing's appearance as a matter of course.

"This is the supreme magic of the Taoist door, shrinking into an inch."

At this moment, in the sutra hall, the living Buddha is sitting on the futon in robes, and his eyes have become a piece of gold,

In the depths of the eyes, there are layers of apertures rippling ups and downs. It seems that the ancient Buddha sat quietly under the bodhi tree and devoted himself to preaching, escaping out a great wisdom and great Buddhism,

Looking straight out, it seems that he has seen through the void and saw Yi Qing's every move on the countless steps outside,

When I saw Yi Qing's magic power shrinking into an inch, the calm face of the living Buddha was suddenly slightly moved,

But immediately, it calmed down again, but on the corners of the lips, there was a very faint smile,

"Your Taoist door has a spell that shrinks into inches. My Buddhist family also has such a supreme magic power. The body can fly, like a bird without hindrance, moving far and near, there is no other, and one thought can come."

In the back of the living Buddha's head, three golden rings were born out of thin air, and they flashed and vanished,

And the living Buddha suddenly stretched out his right two fingers and made a sword finger, as if the Buddha picked a flower and slowly touched the ground in front of him

On the steps outside, Yi Qing's face is calm, shrinking into an inch of magic power, walking along,

The closer you are to the Potala Palace at this time, the more magnificent the building is,

Just at this moment, Yi Qing's face suddenly changed,

"It can actually offset my power of shrinking into an inch, which is the magic power of the six great powers of Buddhism."

Just now, Yi Qing only felt that he was shrinking into an inch, and suddenly suffered a confrontational repulsion. Stepping out, there was no strangeness at all,

Yi Qing instantly recognized that there was a tantric master in the Potala Palace who displayed the divine foot in Buddhism,

After thousands of years, the battle of Buddhism and Taoism is mostly clear to each other's magical secrets. Just like the previous Tantric living Buddha, it can be seen at a glance that Yi Qing is showing the art of shrinking into an inch,

In fact, if Yi Qing knew that his every move was under the attention of the living Buddha, he would understand that at this moment, in addition to the divine foot power, the living Buddha had already displayed the heavenly eye,

"Hmm."

Knowing that there is a tantric master fighting with him in the air, in Yi Qing's eyes, he immediately swept a light of essence, and the pure mana in his body was immediately instilled into the feet, and used the skill of shrinking into an inch,

It's just that Yi Qing didn't practice this magic power for a long time. At most, he reached the realm of Xiaocheng. At this moment, no matter how much magic force he urged, it seems useless.

At the moment, Yi Qing snorted coldly and shook off the sleeves of the robe, but he had no choice but to give up the magic power to continue to shrink into an inch.

This invisible confrontation is that the magic power of Buddhism is better than Yi Qing's skill of shrinking into an inch,

"Anyway, it's not far away."

Looking up at the Potala Palace, which is not more than dozens of steps, Yi Qing said to himself, and immediately walked up with an unhappy face.

In the sutra hall, seeing that Yi Qing no longer used the skill of shrinking into an inch, the living Buddha also took back the divine foot with a faint smile. There was no sadness or joy on his face, and there was no wave in the ancient well.

The golden eyes stared at Yi Qing, who was walking up with an unhappy face outside. The halo golden wheel in the depths of the eyes suddenly surged up,

The next moment, the lips of the living Buddha suddenly moved slightly,

It seems to be just an ordinary and extreme opening, and it seems that the Buddha is ready to preach and say the magic of the supreme Buddha,

"Hey hey, you don't have to shrink into an inch. The poor road is also coming up."

Yi Qing stepped out of his last step, and his whole body stood firmly on the last step, looking back at the seemingly countless steps behind him, he laughed,

He seemed quite proud, but he only felt the depression of the previous failure of the fight, and he spit it out in an instant,

"Wo."

Just at this moment, a Buddha's voice, like the roar of a Buddha's lion, suddenly exploded in Yi Qing's ear,

At the same time, under Yi Qingling's eyes, the whole Potala Palace was full of Buddha light in an instant. It seemed to be affected by this word and pressed down to Yi Qing.

On Yi Qing's proud face, there was a big change in an instant,

PS: Hey, Qingqiu is also living a hard life now. Let's put up with it together~~