Chapter 410: The Three Mystical Powers of Divine Eye, Throwing Elephants, and Telepathy
In Anren Hall, Li Daoxuan's words shocked everyone.
He looked at Gongbu calmly, as if nothing had happened, but the confidence and arrogance in his words made people look sideways.
The prince of Tubo is qualified to marry a Tang princess, but he is not qualified to marry Li Daoxuan's apprentice!
To be honest, this sentence was somewhat offensive to the emperor's dignity. After all, the princess of the Tang Dynasty was a royal relative and the emperor's bloodline, while Li Daoxuan was just a Taoist priest.
But the amazing thing is that no one in Anren Hall thought that this statement was bragging.
This group of Tubo envoys was especially so. They clearly remembered how arrogant Maha was when he was on a diplomatic mission to Tubo. He almost suppressed an entire country by himself!
And now Li Daoxuan has even killed Maha. Such a terrifying great monk must have very few true disciples. In terms of status, even the princess of the Tang Dynasty may not be able to compare with him.
Although a princess has a higher status, her status is mostly political. Moreover, there are quite a few illegitimate princesses in the Tang Dynasty. If something really happens, the emperor may not stand up for them.
But Li Daoxuan is different. To a cultivator, there is no difference between a direct disciple and a son. If something happens to a direct disciple, the master will often start a massacre and avenge his blood!
Maha is a lesson learned from the past. He just said that he wanted to convert Li Daoxuan to Buddhism, and then he was beaten up by the three big guys. He had almost no power to resist. He became a generation of evil Buddha and ended up dying.
Therefore, when Li Daoxuan said this, the Tibetan envoys felt that he was arrogant, but they did not think he was exaggerating.
Not to mention Li Shimin, he felt happy when he saw the look on Gongbu's face that showed he wanted to refute but was afraid.
As for the slight offense in Li Daoxuan's words, he did not take it to heart. The more capable a person is, the more arrogant his nature is, let alone someone as capable as Li Daoxuan.
If he doesn't even have this much tolerance, how can he recruit heroes from all over the world and become a wise king?
What's more, Li Daoxuan was venting his anger for him, so there was even less reason to blame him.
Gongbu hesitated for a long time, but finally did not dare to look directly into Li Daoxuan's deep gaze, and could only utter some nonsense.
"Master, do you mean to say that...Princess Changle is your disciple?"
Li Daoxuan smiled faintly and said, "Yes, am I not worthy of being the princess's master?"
Gongbu wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve. For some reason, he suddenly felt that the hall had become very hot and he began to sweat profusely.
"A real person can kill the evil Buddha, so he must have boundless magical powers, and he deserves... deserves it!"
Seeing that he understood what was going on, Li Daoxuan stopped talking and took another pear from the table and continued peeling it with the Juque sword.
Unlike the previous killings of Jiaolong and Xudu, Li Daoxuan had helpers around him at that time, and not many people saw it . Even if many people heard about it, they only regarded it as a legend and did not necessarily believe it.
But this time , he was above the capital, under the watchful eyes of the crowd, unafraid of the strange eye of heaven, he prayed for heavy rain and defeated the evil Buddha Maha!
In addition to the people of the city, the witnesses also included many Taoist monks who came to attend the Longmen Immortal Meeting.
In addition, Li Daoxuan had just taken out the evil Buddha's relics, which further confirmed the fact that Maha had been killed, making his lifelong reputation a stepping stone for Li Daoxuan to become famous all over the world.
This is also the reason why the Tibetan delegation was afraid of him like a tiger.
But not everyone was afraid of Li Daoxuan, there was one exception.
The young foreign monk woke up from his trance. He stared at Li Daoxuan with a complicated look, showing inquiry, doubt, hostility, and even a hint of loss that he himself could hardly detect.
Maha was dead, and the person who killed him was the young Taoist priest in front of him.
"Amitabha, may I ask whether you have accepted Princess Changle as your disciple?"
The young foreign monk suddenly asked, with a hint of inexplicable meaning in his eyes.
Li Daoxuan paused in peeling the skin, looked at him and said, "Not yet, but it will be soon."
The young foreign monk's eyes moved and he said, "In that case, I am not talented enough, but I can teach Your Highness how to practice. My Tantric lineage has been passed down for thousands of years, and our foundation is not inferior to yours. Please rest assured."
Li Daoxuan raised his eyebrows slightly and sneered in his heart.
This little monk wants to steal my disciple?
Or was he deliberately provoking me and trying to test my skills?
Li Daoxuan said calmly: "Little monk, you are so confident, why don't you tell me, what magical powers do you have?"
The young foreign monk put his hands together, with a solemn appearance, and the spiritual pattern between his eyebrows bloomed with wisps of Buddha light. He said: "I am Zhizang, the ninth generation master of Tantric Buddhism. I have practiced the Supreme Yoga Tantra since I was young. Later, after receiving the initiation from the master, I broke the Yang spirit and practiced the Samadhi Heart Sutra. I obtained the three great supernatural powers of the divine eye, throwing elephants, and telepathy."
His voice is clear and loud, like the Buddhist chanting of the snowy mountains, giving people a sense of enlightenment.
Li Daoxuan was a little surprised. The cultivation level of this little monk was indeed extraordinary. His skill of chanting Sanskrit alone had some of Maha's charm.
He had heard a long time ago that the Tantric lineage had been passed down for thousands of years, and before death, each generation of masters would pass on their cultivation to the next generation of masters. Although there would be consumption and loss, overall, it was accumulated from generation to generation, and the foundation became increasingly profound.
This is also the reason why Monk Zhizang was able to achieve the level of Yangshen at such a young age.
"Interesting, I have fought against Turkic monks, but I have never fought against Tibetan monks, idiot - ahem, Master Zhizang, today we will compare your three great magical powers to see if you are qualified to teach the princess."
A sense of fighting spirit surged in Li Daoxuan's heart.
He had just made progress in his cultivation and mastered the great divine power of moving stars and changing constellations. He really didn't know how strong his current combat power was.
This Tibetan master is a good touchstone.
The other party was observing Li Daoxuan, and Li Daoxuan was also observing him. He found that this young foreign monk had not completely digested the cultivation that he had received, and his current strength was only at the initial stage of Yang Shen.
Lady Qingyi also confirmed this through voice transmission, which could not be false.
In this case, he was also itching to do something, so he decided to meet this Tibetan Master Yangshen, and at the same time, intimidate the other party and stabilize the alliance between the two countries.
Li Daoxuan's words were exactly what Zhizang wanted. He had always wanted to test Li Daoxuan's cultivation level, so naturally he would not miss such a good opportunity.
"Amitabha, I just used my clairvoyance and thought I had seen through the real person's cultivation, but I found that I was just looking at the tip of the iceberg and the sky from a well. In this case, I have to admit defeat."
Li Daoxuan was somewhat surprised and immediately looked up to Master Zhizang.
He is indeed a rare talent among thousands of Tubo people. His neither humble nor arrogant state of mind is truly remarkable.
In fact, he understood that Zhizang's clairvoyance was not wrong. He was indeed only in the late Yin God realm. However, Zhizang could see through his cultivation but not the shifting of stars and constellations, so he made a wrong judgment.
"Next, please be careful, Immortal. My elephant-throwing magic is a means to subdue the angry demons. Once used, even I may not be able to stop in time. If I hurt you, please forgive me!"
