Black Myth: Tang Dynasty

Chapter 412 The Three Powers of Heavenly Eye Throwing Elephant and His Heart

In the Hall of Anren, Li Daoxuan shocked everyone.

He looked at Gonpo indifferently, with a calm and calm attitude, but the self-confidence and domineering in his words made people look sideways.

The prince of Tubo is qualified to marry the princess of Tang Dynasty, but he is not qualified to marry Li Daoxuan's apprentice!

To be honest, this sentence somewhat offends the majesty of the emperor, after all, the princess of the Tang Dynasty belongs to the emperor's relatives, the blood of the emperor, and Li Daoxuan is just a Taoist priest.

But the amazing thing is that none of the people in Anren Hall thought that these words were bragging.

Especially this group of Tubo envoys, they clearly remembered how insufferable Maha was when he was an envoy to Tubo, he almost controlled a country with his own power!
And today's Li Daoxuan even killed the existence of Maha. Such a terrible monk must have very few true disciples. In terms of status, even the princesses of the Tang Dynasty may not be able to match him.

Although the princess has a higher status, she has more political significance after all, and there are not a few princesses born in the Tang Dynasty.

But Li Daoxuan is different. For monks, there is no difference between a direct disciple and a son. If something happens to a direct disciple, the master will often kill and avenge blood!
Maha is a lesson from the past. He just said that he wanted to take Li Daoxuan into Buddhism, and he was surrounded by three big bosses. He was almost powerless to resist. A generation of evil Buddhas finally ended up dead. end.

Therefore, when Li Daoxuan said this sentence, although the Tubo envoys felt that he was arrogant, they did not think it was an exaggeration.

Not to mention Li Shimin, he felt happy when he saw the look on Gongbu's face that wanted to refute but was afraid.

As for the slight offense in Li Daoxuan's words, he didn't take it seriously. The more capable a person is, the more arrogant his heart will be, let alone someone as capable as Li Daoxuan.

If he doesn't even have the capacity to accommodate people, how can he accept heroes from all over the world and become a wise king?
What's more, Li Daoxuan was still expressing his anger for him, so there was no reason to blame him.

Gonpo hesitated for a long time, but in the end he still didn't dare to look directly at Li Daoxuan's deep eyes, and only choked out a nonsense.

"What does the real person mean...Princess Changle is your disciple?"

Li Daoxuan smiled faintly, and said: "That's right, isn't it that the poor are not worthy to be the master of the princess?"

Gonpo wiped the sweat off his forehead with his sleeve. For some reason, he suddenly felt that the hall became very hot and sweaty.

"A real person can slay evil Buddhas. Naturally, he has boundless magic power. He is worthy... worthy of it!"

Li Daoxuan saw that he was savvy, so he stopped talking, but took another pear from the table, and continued to peel it with the giant sword.

Different from slaying Jiaolong and Xudu before, Li Daoxuan had helpers by his side at that time, and not many people saw it. Even if many people heard about it, they only regarded it as a legend and didn't necessarily believe it.

But this time, he was in the sky above the capital, under the attention of everyone, without fear of the weird eye of the sky, he begged for heavy rain, and defeated the evil Buddha Maha!

The witnesses include not only the common people in the city, but also many Taoist monks who came to participate in the Longmen Immortal Association.

Coupled with the fact that Li Daoxuan took out the relics of the evil Buddha just now, the fact of beheading Maha was confirmed, and his reputation throughout his life became a stepping stone for Li Daoxuan to become famous all over the world.

This is why the Tubo Mission feared him like a tiger.

But not everyone is afraid of Lee Do-hyun, one of them is an exception.

The young fan monk woke up from his trance. He stared at Li Daoxuan, his eyes became very complicated, full of inquiry, doubt, hostility, and even a trace of loss that he could hardly detect.

Maha died, and the person who beheaded him was the young Taoist priest in front of him.

"Amitabha, dare to ask the real person, has Princess Changle been accepted as a disciple?"

The young fan monk suddenly asked, with a hint of inexplicable meaning in his eyes.

Li Daoxuan paused slightly when he peeled the skin, looked at him and said, "Not yet, but it will be soon."

The young monk's eyes moved, and he said: "Since this is the case, even if the young monk is not talented, he can still teach His Highness how to practice. My tantra has been passed down for thousands of years, and the background is not inferior to your sect. Please don't worry, the benefactor."

Li Daoxuan raised his eyebrows slightly, and sneered in his heart.

Is this little monk trying to rob me of his apprentice?

Or is he deliberately provocative, wanting to test my cultivation?

Li Daoxuan said lightly: "Little monk is so confident, why not tell me, what supernatural powers do you know?"

The young monk clasped his hands together, his treasure face was solemn, and the spiritual pattern between his eyebrows burst out wisps of Buddha's light, and said: "The poor monk Zhizang is the ninth generation master of Tantra. Venerable empowerment, breaking the Yang God, practicing the Samadhi Heart Sutra, and gaining the three supernatural powers of heavenly eyes, throwing elephants, and other minds."

His voice was clear and resonant, like the Sanskrit sound from a snow-capped mountain, which made people feel enlightened.

Li Daoxuan was slightly surprised, this little monk's Taoism is indeed not simple, just because of his ability in Sanskrit sounds, he already has a bit of maha demeanor.

He has long heard that Tantra has been passed down for thousands of years, and each generation of masters will give cultivation bases to the next generation of masters before they die. Accumulate, the background becomes deeper and deeper.

This is also the reason why monk Zhizang can have the cultivation base of Yangshen at a young age.

"Interesting, Pindao has beaten Turkic monks, but has not beaten Tubo monks. I am mentally retarded-cough cough, it is Master Zhizang. Today we might as well compare your three supernatural powers to see if you have To teach the qualifications of the eldest princess."

A trace of fighting spirit surged in Li Daoxuan's heart.

He has just improved his cultivation, and he has also cultivated the supernatural power of Tiangang, which can change stars and change battles. He really doesn't know how strong his current combat power is.

This Tubo guru is a good touchstone.

The other party was observing Li Daoxuan, and Li Daoxuan was also observing him. He found that this young monk had not fully digested the cultivation base that had been empowered, and his current strength was only at the early stage of Yangshen.

Empress Tsing Yi also confirmed this through sound transmission, she couldn't fake it.

That being the case, he also felt a little itchy, just to meet this Tubo Yangshen guru for a while, and by the way, he could frighten the other party and stabilize the alliance between the two countries.

Li Daoxuan's words were exactly in line with Zhizang's intentions, he originally wanted to test Li Daoxuan's cultivation, so naturally he would not let go of such a good opportunity.

"Amitabha, the poor monk has just used the Celestial Eye, thinking that he has seen through the cultivation of a real person, but found that he is just looking at the leopard, sitting in a well. This combination, the poor monk is willing to bow down."

Li Daoxuan was a little surprised, and immediately had a high opinion of Master Zhizang.

It is worthy of being one of the rare talents in Tubo. This kind of state of mind that is neither humble nor overbearing is really good.

In fact, he understands that Zhizang's Tianyan is not mistaken, he is indeed only in the late stage of Yinshen, but Zhizang can see through his cultivation, but can't see through the change of stars, so he made a wrong judgment.

"Next, please be careful, the poor monk's elephant-throwing supernatural power is a means to subdue the devil's glaring eyes. Once used, even the poor monk himself may not be able to stop in time. If you hurt the real man, I hope you will forgive me!"

(End of this chapter)