The Ningma Sect Master returned to his room. At this moment, several elders of the Ningma Sect had been waiting for him for a long time.
"Master."
When the elders saw their master return, they immediately cupped their hands.
"What are you guys here for?”
The Ningma Sect Master frowned.
"Exalted Master, the Black Sect has been getting more and more rampant recently. They are suppressing our Ningma Sect everywhere. Many disciples and elders have already died in their hands.”
A few Ningma Sect elders gritted their teeth.
Although the current Tubo Kingdom was not as powerful as the Tang Dynasty (it was now the Northern Song Dynasty), it could barely maintain the rule of the dynasty. Its territory was huge, occupying Tibet, Xinjiang, Qinghai, Sichuan, and other territories.
It was also because of this that the forces of the entire Tubo Kingdom were complicated, and all kinds of noble forces were involved.
The Tibetan Tantra was divided into five major sects, namely, the Ningma Sect, the Kagyuba Sect, the Sagyaba Sect, and the Geluba Sect. There was also the recently rising Yongzhong Benbo Sect.
For the sake of understanding, these five sects were also known as the Red Sect, the Yellow Sect, the White Sect, the Green Sect, and finally the Black Sect because the monks wore different colors of clothes.
Among the many sects, the Red Sect, or Ningma Sect, was the undisputed overlord with the most monks.
However, this Black Sect, the Yongzhong Benbo Sect, relied on the support of some powerful nobles in the Tubo Kingdom to obtain a large amount of money. They recruited soldiers and horses everywhere, and their power rapidly expanded.
This also posed a great threat to the Ningma Sect.
In order to challenge the power of the Ningma Sect and seize their territory, the Black Sect was extremely arrogant and caused trouble everywhere, injuring many elders and disciples of the Ningma Sect.
It could be said that now was the time when the Black Sect was at its peak. Even the Ningma Sect had to avoid its edge.
"Sigh, now the Black Sect has the support of some influential people in the Tubo Kingdom. They are recruiting soldiers and buying horses everywhere. They have recruited some top experts from Persia and even India. Their strength is already stronger than our Ningma Sect.”
The Ningma Sect Master shook his head."We have a conflict with Lijiang now, and we have no chance of winning. If we fail, I'm afraid that Ningma Sect will be destroyed. We need to think twice about this."”
Of course, he wanted to destroy Lijiang.
However, the Black Sect, which had received some support from the Tubo Kingdom, was no longer the same as before. There were several top experts in the Black Sect, and although they were not as strong as him, they could suppress him if they joined forces.
Moreover, the Black Sect had countless elites, and each of them was an expert who had fought on the battlefield. They were much stronger than the Ningma Sect disciples. If they were to start a war, they would be doomed.
"But Exalted Master, can we only watch helplessly as the Ningma Sect disciples are bullied by the Black Cult?”
The few elders clenched their fists and were very unwilling. They felt that this was a huge humiliation.
"Don't worry."
The Ningma Sect Guru waved his hand."The Han people have a good saying. If you want to kill someone, you must first make them crazy. Lijiang is just a group of undisciplined hooligans, criminals, and villains. Now that they are so arrogant, arrogant, killing, setting fires, and committing all kinds of evil, sooner or later, they will anger the Tibetan King and bring disaster. We don't have to pay attention to them. We just have to quietly wait for them to be destroyed.”
He had seen through the nature of the Black Religion. Although the Black Religion was stronger than them now, they were still like a moon in the sky. As long as they were angered by the king and feared by the king, they would die.
After all, the king was still the most powerful person in the Tubo Kingdom.
If those nobles wanted to treat the Black Religion as their strongest fighter, they would have to see if the King agreed or not.
Of course, the most important thing was that the Ningma Faction did not have the strength to deal with the Black Religion, so they could only endure it.
At this moment, he also remembered his personal disciple, Jiu Mozhi. If he was given more than ten years, he might be able to grow rapidly and become a top-notch expert in the Tubo Kingdom. There was no need to fear the so-called Black Sect.
"But Master."
This group of elders was very unwilling.
"You may leave."
The Ningmapa Guru waved his hand and didn't want to continue discussing this issue.
"Yes, Master."
Hearing such an order to leave, even if these elders were very unwilling, they could only accept this matter.
Three
months later, the sun rose from the east.
Xia Ping stood in the middle of a courtyard, circulating the Dragon Elephant Prajna Art.
A huge amount of Dragon Elephant Genuine Qi flowed through his limbs and bones, causing his entire body to tense up as if countless thick ropes were binding every part of his body.
Vaguely, every ounce of Dragon Elephant True Qi had filled every corner of his muscles, causing his body to swell up.
Bang!
Just as this surge of genuine Qi and Inner Breath reached its peak, a powerful Qi force burst out from his body, producing a strong Qi explosion with his body as the center, causing a strong wind to rise in the entire courtyard. The withered leaves around him fluttered in the wind, then fell down and scattered all over the ground.
Pa, pa, pa!
Xia Ping clenched his fists. The bones in his entire body crackled. Every meridian, every bone, and every blood vessel emitted a sound like firecrackers.
The skin on his body also began to vibrate strangely, and all the dust was shaken off. Even the flies could not stand on his skin.
"I've finally advanced. My bones and muscles are ringing, my skin is vibrating, and my meridians are like bows. I've reached the third level of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Art.”
Xia Ping's face revealed a look of joy. He could feel that the blood essence in his body was unbelievably dense.
After three months of bitter cultivation, he had finally advanced to the third level of the Dragon-Elephant Prajna. The Dragon-Elephant Genuine Qi in his body was more than ten times stronger than it was three months ago.
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