Xiao Yun was annoyed when he asked something, and said angrily: "You don't have eyes, can't you look?" He thought that the middle-aged man who looked like a scholar would be angry, but the man behind him frowned. The man who looked like a scholar didn't care at all. He happily xiao, as if Xiao Yun hadn't heard Xiao Yun's rudeness at all. In this way, Xiao Yun felt embarrassed and thought to himself: "This person is a character, and this energy alone is not a thing in the pool!" He turned his head and looked at the man, and saw that the position he occupied was indeed not so good, his position

It was not easy to be surrounded by a few reckless beating men. Since he felt guilty in his heart, he wanted to help the scholar. He looked at a gap and took a breath and gently hit the tall men around him. The men were watching with relish, and suddenly got hit by someone. They fell to the right side. In this way, Xiao Yun quickly moved his body out and made two positions, and said to the scholar: "Brother, why not come in and take a look?"

The scholar was a little surprised, and looked at Xiao Yun with a calm expression. He laughed and said to him, "Brother, let's take a look, too?"

The man behind him could no longer hold back, but his body was blocked by dozens of big men and could not squeeze in. When he heard the scholar's words, he watched the crowd wipe it gently. The strange men who were originally with him wanted to be scalded by something, and they retreated one after another. In a moment, he gave up a path. Several men who were close to him frowned slightly, but a look of fear appeared in their eyes.

The man laughed, clasped his fists slightly into the crowd, and said, "Did you offend me?" After that, he pulled away and flashed in, following the middle-aged man who looked like a scholar into Xiao Yuntengkai's position.

The two of them fought to the end. The scholarly man clapped his fists at Xiao Yun and said, "Thank you for giving in to the truth? I am so grateful!"

Xiao Yun waved his hand and said, "You're welcome!" After saying that, he ignored it and turned his head to look into the circle. The scholar looked at him and nodded happily to the person behind him. The two turned their faces and looked into the crowd.

But he saw several Tibetan monks with tall crowns and yellow monks standing on the platform in front of the Taishang Laojun. The Tibetan monk was about fifty years old, and his whole body was dressed like a beggar. But his face was calm, and there seemed to be some kind of breath swimming in his eyes, which made people lit up. Xiao Yun said in his mind: "This Tibetan monk is a person! I don't know its origin." He looked around with his mind, but he saw two young Tibetan monks of about twenty-five or six years old following behind the Tibetan monks in the grade, and they were also torn clothes, but they looked no different from ordinary monks.

There were several old men in Taoist robes standing under the steps, with anger on their faces. There was still one lying on the ground. Among the five people, the Taoist priest was wearing a gray Taoist robe. He was about fifty years old and fair in his skin. He was faintly exuding a sense of righteousness between his eyebrows. At this moment, he was lowering his head, and his two sword eyebrows were almost with him, but his lips covered by a long beard were swaying silently.

The Tibetan monk suddenly laughed and said, "How is it, can it match?"

"Yes, can you match it?" When he heard the Tibetan monk in the leader speak, the two Tibetan monks standing behind him also followed him and agreed.

Xiao Yun saw the faces of several Taoist priests full of anger but no one dared to answer, and they all turned their eyes to the Taoist priest in the lead. A young Taoist priest standing next to the old Taoist priest walked up and called softly: "Master...?"

The old Taoist priest lowered his head and seemed to be thinking hard. He was called lightly by his disciple and came to his senses. His lips shook twice, but he wanted to say something but didn't say it.

Several young Taoist priests saw the old Taoist slowly lifting their eyes and looked happy. At this moment, when they saw that the old Taoist did not say a word, their expression suddenly became dark again.

Xiao Yun looked around and saw that the few people looked at the winks of them and knew that the few must have fought with the three monks. Needless to say, the Tibetan monks had the upper hand now.

After using textbooks from later generations, Xiao Yun knew that before entering the Central Plains, Mongolia strongly promoted the Han Taoism, especially the Quanzhen Sect, to reduce the hatred of the Han people, which gave Taoist priests many benefits. However, the Mongolian army was unstoppable. In less than half a century, after the Southern Song Dynasty was destroyed. After Mongolia occupied the Central Plains and unified the world, they began to discover that Taoism was a religion born and raised in the Central Plains. They occupied his home the most, but wanted to inform them.

It is not that easy. These Han people seem weak on weekdays, but once they are nationally righteous, they are not much worse than the bravest warriors in Mongolia. Besides, some Taoism and Han scholars and officials who have extremely high prestige in the minds of the Han people avoided the scene. For them, the Mongolians were undoubtedly foreign "Hu people". For this reason, the Mongolian ruler Kublai Khan had the idea of ​​suppressing Taoism. In this way, Tibetan monks came into Kublai Khan's eyes.

Tibetan Buddhism entered the Mongolian court and became a dominant religion. It was realized by Kublai Khan through the most outstanding figure in Tibet. At that time, Kublai Khan asked his subordinates to find a master of Buddhism in Tibet to come to the Central Plains, in an attempt to suppress Taoism. When the people who went there came back, they brought back Basipa, the successor of the Sakya Dharma Master.

Basiba came to Mongolia at the age of 11 and grew up in the Mongolian royal family. He not only learned and mastered the Mongolian language, but also understood the struggles between various political forces within the Mongolian royal family. Coupled with the careful cultivation of his uncle Saban and his intelligence, he learned rich experience in political struggles and cultivated a keen political vision. In the whirlpool of the complex political struggle within the Mongolian royal family, Basiba always grasped the direction correctly and devoted himself to Kublai Khan, the politician who "thinked and made great achievements in the world", first developed a sense of trust for Kublai Khan politically. His political gain paved the way for his missionary preaching. At the same time, he also won the love and respect of Kublai Khan and his family with his humble and peaceful character, diligent and studious spirit, and profound knowledge, which made Kublai Khan accept Tibetan Buddhism.

With Kublai Khan as a backer, Tibetan Buddhism was naturally developed. However, China has always emphasized that one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers since ancient times. At that time, Taoism had already reached a considerable scale after being vigorously developed by the Taoist Qiu Chuji. It gathered a large number of people to fight with the north and rob temple property. Later, the struggle was quite fierce, so that the last war required Kublai Khan, the highest ruler of Mongolia, to mediate. However, Kublai Khan originally intended to suppress Taoism, so how could he discuss the matter? In this way, Taoism suffered a great loss, and Tibetan Buddhism naturally won.
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