Lin'an Never Night

Chapter 712: Vajra Axe vs. Vajra Pestle

Yang Fu and his two sons had to observe mourning for Yang Zheng, so the Yang Mansion closed its doors to visitors, and the mansion suddenly became much quieter.

After Yang Yuan rested enough, he just practiced boxing in his mansion, appreciated flowers and birds, cultivated his body and mind, and waited for news from the capital.

He had no idea that someone was visiting his house.

In the Garan Courtyard, Yang Liangao, accompanied by a young girl, had already entered the Zen temple.

The Yang family of Dali held the religious power of the Dali Kingdom.

Many members of the Yang family became monks and later became the masters of various temples.

Dali is also a Buddhist country with a large number of believers, so the Yang family has a huge influence.

But Dali Buddhism is Tantric Buddhism, while the Monastery in Nanzheng is Exoteric Buddhism.

Disciples of both the exoteric and esoteric sects believe that what they believe in is the right path, and they look down on each other.

In India, the relationship between Theravada Buddhists and Mahayana Buddhists is roughly the same.

They were incompatible with each other, and it even developed to the point where disciples of different sects in the same village refused to drink water from the same river.

Therefore, as soon as Yang Liangao entered the monastery and saw the nun in the nunnery, the corners of his lips were turned upside down, with an expression of contempt and disdain.

However, the two sects believe in the same Buddha. As a follower of Tantric Buddhism, Yang Liangao would worship the Buddha whenever he saw him, with a very pious look on his face.

Beside him was a tall white girl.

The girl's skin was as white as cream, her cheeks were as red as fresh lychees, she had bright eyes, white teeth, and big, bright eyes. She was very beautiful.

Especially her clothes and hair accessories.

She was not wearing clothes typical of women from the Central Plains, but Baiyi clothing.

The colorful tube skirt clearly shows her body curves.

The thin waist, the perky buttocks, the long legs, the curves are captivating.

Especially for people in the Central Plains, they rarely see clothes that show off their body curves like this.

The men who accompanied the women in their families to burn incense in the Galanyuan were all stunned.

The tight-fitting outfit that makes one's mouth dry, and the beautiful figure with undulating curves, outline a very strong and feminine flavor, exuding an extremely seductive temptation.

The girl obviously noticed so many fiery gazes. Her long, dark eyebrows slightly wrinkled, showing some displeasure.

"Cousin, let's go to the back, where it's quieter."

"it is good!"

Yang Liangao smiled faintly and walked towards the back temple with his little cousin.

His little cousin's surname is Dao, and her name is Dao Feifei.

Dao Feifei had been infatuated with her cousin since she was a child, and this time she accompanied him to Tubo under the pretext of relaxing.

As a result, because Yang Liangao wanted to come to Lizhou, I followed him all the way here.

Yang Liangao was well aware of his feelings for her. Dao Feifei's father was also the head of the family and could give Yang Liangao certain help, so Yang Liangao had been keeping his little cousin hanging.

However, he has not married yet and actually has no plans to marry a concubine named Dao.

The power of Dao Feifei's family is still too small to provide much help to Yang Liangao.

Yang Liangao hopes to marry the daughter of the Gao family.

If the Yang family and the Gao family join forces, won't the Duan family be at his mercy?

As for this little cousin who was deeply in love with him...

When he becomes emperor, he can bring her into the palace and give her the status of concubine.

"My two benefactors, the back is where the nuns in my temple live. We do not accept outsiders. You two may stay."

The scenery of the backyard of the Galanyuan is more beautiful than the front yard, especially the ginkgo tree, which looks golden from a distance, as if it were made of gold.

When the wind blows, yellow leaves fly all over the sky, creating an indescribable mood.

When Yang Liangao saw it, he couldn't help but become interested. He was about to take Dao Feifei over to take a look, but was stopped by a nun.

Yang Liangao frowned and said unhappily, "Don't you believe in the emptiness of the four elements? Don't you believe in jumping out of the three realms and not being in the five elements? So how can there be a distinction between men and women? Between inside and outside?"

The teachings of Tantric Buddhism do not emphasize things like "the four elements are empty". Yang Liangao scoffed at the teachings of exoteric Buddhism, so he couldn't help but make sarcastic remarks at this time.

The nun showed a hint of annoyance, but seeing the appearance and temperament of the two men, she knew that they were not ordinary people, so she did not refute. She just solemnly blocked their way and said, "Please go back, benefactor."

Dao Feifei saw this and gently tugged at Yang Liangao's sleeve: "Cousin, how about we ..."

Yang Liangao sneered and flicked his sleeves.

The nun lost her balance and fell down with a cry of "Ouch!", landing on the grass nearby. Her hat fell off, revealing a bald head.

Not every monk knows martial arts, especially in a place like Galanyuan, which is built in the city and has no need for martial arts.

Yang Liangao laughed loudly, grabbed Dao Feifei's wrist with his backhand and said, "Cousin, let's go."

Dao Feifei was grabbed by his wrist and was immediately filled with joy.

She had liked her handsome brother for a long time, but they had rarely had physical contact. When he held her wrist, she felt dizzy and happy, and immediately lost her intention to object.

She shyly wrapped one hand around a small braid that hung down from her chest and followed her cousin forward.

"How dare you! Who told you to break in?"

Fan Qing had just come out of the room and was about to stretch his muscles under a tree when he suddenly saw Yang Liangao's rude behavior and immediately came up to him with displeasure.

She glanced at the grass and saw the nun crawling up in a panic, uninjured. She felt relieved.

The nun hurriedly bowed to Fanqing and said, "Master Fanqing."

Fan Qing waved her hand and said, "Go ahead. I will take care of the affairs here."

"Yes!" the nun agreed, picked up the nun's hat and put it on her head, glared at Yang Liangao hatefully, and then left.

Yang Liangao looked at the little nun in front of him in surprise.

At first glance, he just thought she was extremely beautiful.

Then I thought that this was a new female novice.

Unexpectedly, that nun in her thirties actually called her Master?
Only then did he notice that the little nun was wearing a white monk's robe.

Yang Liangao couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, let go of his cousin's wrist, and asked in surprise: "A high monk in the Bodhisattva realm? Are you a nun from the Temple of the Gods?"

Fan Qing said with a straight face: "I am a poor nun practicing in Fuhu Temple in Emei Mountain, and now I am staying at the Jialan Monastery."

"Oh I got it."

Yang Liangao said disdainfully: "You are a guest, and so are we. Why bother? Just make way."

Fan Dan put one hand on his chest and said in a deep voice: "This is the back temple, please go back."

Yang Liangao used the same trick again, flicking his sleeves and blowing towards Fan Qing again.

"Swish", the sound of silk tearing was heard.

Fan Qing's five fingers were like hooks, and with a casual grab, he pulled down Yang Liangao's sleeves, revealing a muscular arm.

Fan Qing said with a stern face: "Please go back, benefactor."

"You know kung fu?"

Yang Liangao raised his eyebrows, revealing a slightly evil look, and took a step forward, slapping Fan Qing on the head with a big hand.

The palm, while still in the air, seemed to suddenly expand in size, and took on a faint vermilion color.

"Big handprint?"

A serious look suddenly appeared between Fan Qing's brows, and he raised his palm to greet Yang Liangao.

With a "pa" sound, the two men each took a step back. The wind from their palms caused the red leaves on the ground to fly up and flutter around them.

Yang Liangao was slightly surprised, as if he had not expected that this little nun had such a high level of cultivation.

"Prajna Palm? Great skill! Take this move from me again!"

Yang Liangao used the "Three-generation Ox Seal" and slapped Fan Qing again.

Fan Qing grabbed his wrist with his backhand, and the two of them started fighting.

The Big Seal is an extremely powerful martial art, and the martial art that Fan Qing practiced is also extremely powerful. When the two men started fighting, the crackling sounds of their fists and palms collided were like whips, which was extremely terrifying.

Dao Feifei stamped her feet and said, "Why did they start fighting for no reason, cousin..."

Yang Liangao was in high spirits and didn't care what she was shouting. He and Fan Qing were fighting until they arrived under the ginkgo tree.

At first, Yang Liangao just wanted to teach the little nun a lesson, but when he found out that she was a master, he became interested in competing with her.

But as the fight went on, Yang Liangao discovered...
He couldn't even defeat this petite little nun in terms of boxing and kicking.

This little nun has a petite figure, small hands, feet and mouth. She looks like a small and delicate person.

Unexpectedly, her punches and kicks were as hard as hammers, beating Yang Liangao so hard that he suffered terribly.

His fight with Fan Qing was much more difficult than Yang Yuan's.

Because Yang Yuan is good at releasing and transforming force, while Yang Liangao's big handprints are all head-on attacks.

But he was not as tough as Fan Qing.

This is really unreasonable!

Yang Liangao suddenly jumped back and reached behind his waist: "Little nun, you are quite skilled. I would like to test your weapon again."

As he spoke, Yang Liangao slowly took out a pair of diamond axes from behind his waist and held them in his hands.

The diamond axe had a short handle like an axe, but the blade was much wider than an axe. Holding it in the hand, it was filled with murderous intent.

Although he said his last name was Yang, Fan Qing did not think much of it.

Because there are many people with the last name Yang, and the Yang Yuan in her impression is a fat old man with a bloated brain and a bloated stomach.

When he heard that he was going to use weapons, Fan Qing did not act rashly.

She nodded and said, "You want to compete with weapons? Okay, wait."

Fan Qing turned around and went back to the meditation room.

Dao Feifei took the opportunity to come over and persuaded him, "Cousin, trespassing into someone's back temple is rude of us. Don't fight with them, let's go."

"Why are you in such a hurry? This little nun is so arrogant because of her martial arts skills. Let me teach her a lesson before we leave."

Yang Liangao has always been arrogant and was unwilling to admit in front of Dao Feifei that he was inferior to others in martial arts.

The back of his palms were now red and his bones ached slightly. How could he be willing to leave now after suffering such a loss?

His pair of diamond axes are increasingly dangerous as they are an inch shorter, especially the strange weapons, whose moves are even more bizarre.

He was confident that with this pair of diamond axes, he would be able to turn the situation around.

With a "creaky" sound, the Zen door opened.

The little nun Fanqing walked out of the meditation room.

Such a delicate and graceful little nun, such a pretty girl, was holding a heavy vajra in her hand.

Yang Liangao's eyebrows twitched when he saw this. What the hell is this?

How could such a petite woman wield such a strong and clumsy weapon?
The Vajra emphasizes "one force defeats ten skills" and is very domineering and overbearing.

If a fat monk uses a vajra, there is nothing wrong with it.

But this little guy in front of me...

Fan Qing came out holding a vajra, stood in front of Yang Liangao, who was a head taller than her, and immediately took the form of a wrathful Vajra.

"Donor, if you lose, please leave Hou'an immediately!"

After Fan Qing finished speaking, he leaped into the air like Sun Wukong.

The demon-subduing pestle, which was as powerful as a thousand pounds, made a "humming" sound and then struck down with a deafening thunderous sound.

"I……"

No one knew what Yang Liangao wanted to say, but the powerful vajra had already smashed down.

Yang Liangao didn't want to take it head-on, so he jumped back.

Fan Qing struck again with a pestle, which came whistling.

Yang Liangao retreated again.

Yang Liangao retreated again and again around the ginkgo tree that required several people to hug, and only occasionally, when he failed to dodge, did he use his weapon to block.

He originally thought that this little nun was so small that her strength would be quickly exhausted, and then he would be able to control her.

Unexpectedly, Fan Qing swung the pestle left, right, up, and down, each one of them was extremely powerful and the wind was fierce and fierce.

Gradually, the power of the Demon-Subduing Pestle was completed. Fan Qing only needed to use a third of his strength to make the pestle whistle like the wind.

Yang Liancheng had no strength to defend himself at this point. If he was hit by one blow, his bones would be broken immediately.

He was too proud to admit defeat and was in great pain for a while.

At the same time, at the east gate of Nanzheng City, a gold medalist rushed in with a red flag on his back and his horse bells whirring...

(End of this chapter)