052 White Horse Temple (3)

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Tongming is not tall, but extremely strong. The loose cassock covers his body, as if he is about to be squeezed.

Although he was walking in the void, he was extremely steady step by step, as if he were stepping on solid ground, giving people an invisible pressure.

Seeing Tongming approaching step by step, Xu Wen also put away the teasing in his heart.

Although they were both in the early stages of foundation building, Tongming gave him a far greater sense of threat than Tongcheng and Tongxin.

Walking to the field, he looked at Xu Wen for a long time, Tongming put his palms together and said in a deep voice:

"Please take action, fellow Taoist!"

"It's better for the great monk to take action first!"

Xu Wen smiled lightly and said:

"I'm afraid that after I take action, I won't be able to see the great monk take action!"

These words were very contemptuous of the other party, but Tongming was not angry. The next moment, the Zen staff in his hand suddenly shone brightly, and a high-pitched Buddha's chant suddenly sounded in Xu Wen's mind.

In an instant, a Buddha with infinite Buddha light blooming all over his body and a majestic face burst into Xu Wen's mind.

The Buddha slowly opened his mouth, but there was no sound, but countless Buddhist principles, the good consequences of believing in the Buddha and the punishment of not believing in the Buddha poured into Xu Wen's mind.

If you are a mortal, just this one moment will convert you directly to Buddhism, and you will never have any other thoughts from now on.

Even if you are a cultivator, your thinking will be greatly affected if so many random thoughts and ideas are stuffed into you out of thin air.

At the same time as he was given the blow, the beads on Tongming's neck all lit up, and dozens of tyrannical force fields turned into a solid iron hoop, firmly imprisoning Xu Wen in place.

He himself suddenly took a step forward, shouted angrily, and punched out.

A huge phantom of the Buddha, dozens of feet tall, then appeared, and its arm like an Optimus pillar struck Xu Wen fiercely.

The Buddha was extremely tall, and his fist was bigger than Xu Wen's whole body. He hit Xu Wen hard like an elephant swatting away a fly.

There was a loud noise and a strong shock that dispersed many clouds in the sky, but Xu Wen, who was originally there, was nowhere to be seen.

"Where are the people?"

Not only Tongming, but also Tongcheng and Tongxin began to search everywhere.

Although they all hope that this opponent will be punched away by Tongming, they all know that that is impossible.

"The great monk has great skills. I have already learned from you. Please give me another trick!"

A voice came from high in the sky, and the three of them looked up. Xu Wen didn't know when he had flown above the three of them, and was looking at them calmly.

At the same time as he was given a slap in the face, Xu Wen immediately used the phantom clone technique in Kunpeng Xiaoyao Jue, leaving a shadow in place while he rushed high into the sky.

One of the areas where wind-attribute spells are best at is invisibility, and Kunpeng Xiaoyao Jue is one of the best.

The phantom is not only very lifelike, but also contains part of the original mana. It is not a soap bubble that can be popped with just one poke.

Xu Wen had never cast any wind-attribute spells before, and Tongming didn't react in time, so he didn't notice it immediately.

Slowly raising his hand, what was originally just a breeze suddenly turned into a strong wind. He pressed the light heavily, and a strong wind like a landslide and tsunami suddenly sounded.

As if an infinite hand hit him hard, Tongcheng screamed like a baseball that was hit, and fell heavily to the ground.

Roaring and filled with the sound of Buddha, he tried his best to fight against the strong wind. The next moment, dozens of gold-edged red maple leaves flew out and cut him down.

"Red maple leaves with gold edges!"

The famous magic weapon of the Four Sacred Mountains was recognized at a glance. Two Buddha hands suddenly appeared and pushed outward, blocking the golden-edged red maple leaves at full speed.

The next moment, a chill suddenly came down his spine. Tongcheng suddenly raised his Zen staff high and struck it hard from behind.

The Zen staff hit Kongzhong hard, causing the air to vibrate, but it didn't hit anything, but there was a sudden chill in his chest.

At this moment, Tongcheng thought that he must die a violent death, and his heart was about to jump out of his throat, but except for a chill on his neck, nothing happened.

When I looked down, I saw that there was no damage, not even the cassock was torn, but the string of beads around my neck had disappeared without a trace.

Xu Wen appeared not far away again, looking at him indifferently.

"Brother, are you okay?"

"Brother, are you not injured?"

Tongcheng and Tongxin rushed forward anxiously, surrounding Tongming and asking questions.

From the beginning to the end, they did not discover what method Xu Wen used or how Tongming's string of beads disappeared.

Finding that there was no problem with Tongming, Tongcheng pointed his finger and said sternly:

"This man is very cunning, let's fight him!"

"Okay, Brother Dao has shown mercy!"

After restraining Tongcheng who was furious, Tongxin clasped his hands together, bowed to Xu Wen and said:

"Thank you for your mercy, fellow Taoist. I, the Pure Land Sect, will no longer have anything to do with this Qianguo matter."

"We also know something about the Zhiyuan Sect, but we have never heard of such figures as Taoist Friends. Do you know the name of Yougao?"

Xu Wen smiled faintly, returned the salute and said:

"The great monk is too modest. I am Xiao Wanzhen. The Zhiyuan Sect is as capable as me. It is normal that fellow Taoists have never heard of it."

"Well, Fellow Daoist Xiao, I'll see you again in the future!"

Seeing that Xu Wen didn't want to talk much, thinking that he was anxious to deal with the war below, the three of them left directly.

As for the King of Wei below, the fate of the other party was already determined the moment the three of them were defeated, and there was no need to notify him at all.

As for the stolen magic weapon, they knew that Xu Wen would never return it, and they were not so shameless to ask for it.

When the three of them walked away, Xu Wen slowly took out the Zen staff and the rosary beads. He used his magic power and shook it hard. The Zen staff and rosary beads were instantly shattered, revealing four second-level relics.

Xu Wen came to Qianguo to help Zhang Zhiming just casually. The most important purpose was these relics.

Second-level relics are extremely rare, and most of them have their own magical powers. The third floor of the Ghost Suppression Tower requires sixteen second-level relics, and he has only collected seven now.

With these four, it suddenly exceeded half and was much closer to being completely repaired.

It's a pity that the other party refuses to fight anymore, otherwise, he would definitely be able to capture a few relics.

It was impossible for Xu Wen to massacre the monks of the Pure Land Sect for a few relics and trigger revenge from the other sect, so he could only endure it for the time being.

The battlefield that really determines victory has already decided the winners and losers, but mortals know nothing about it, and the fighting is still going on cruelly.

Especially on the battlefield where Zhang Zhiming and King Wei fought in person, thousands of the most elite soldiers were fighting fiercely, risking their lives, and they all believed that their side was the final victor.

The next moment, the sky darkened by the murderous aura suddenly became bright. Four small sun-like balls of light fell from the sky and converged into the pagoda that was protected behind Zhang Zhiming and held high by evil spirits.

A ray of white light suddenly rushed out from the Ghost Suppression Tower, beheading King Wei and the hundreds of monks around him in just one stroke.

Everyone was a little dazed for a moment, not understanding how such a sudden change could occur in a situation that was originally evenly matched.

The next moment, Zhang Zhiming's momentum suddenly increased greatly, and the shouts of "The man of God has appointed him, and he has been appointed by heaven" instantly resounded through the sky.

King Wei's originally high-spirited army began to fall apart in an instant. Except for a few who stubbornly resisted, most of them surrendered on the spot.

After killing the last resisting monk soldier, a voice rang in Zhang Zhiming's ears, bringing an order that made him a little stunned.

But after only a moment of hesitation, he suddenly raised his sword high and shouted sternly:

"The White Horse Temple resisted the power of Heaven. The crime must not be punished and must be completely destroyed!"

Upon hearing this order, several generals around him were a little surprised.

Buddhism is actually quite powerful in Qian Country. Destroying the White Horse Temple is equivalent to completely overthrowing this force, which is not a good choice.

Just when they were about to remonstrate, they saw Zhang Zhiming gently touching the scabbard, and they all immediately stopped talking.

Everyone knew that this meant that King Ming had made his final decision and would not accept refutation.

Then, tens of thousands of soldiers rushed straight to the White Horse Temple and razed the century-old temple to the ground.

All the Buddha statues and houses were demolished and used as firewood, while stone tablets and stone pillars were used to build a huge statue of King Ming to commemorate King Ming's great achievements in defeating King Wei.

No one noticed that invisible ghosts were walking through the entire White Horse Temple, collecting all the relics one by one.

White Horse Temple is the general stronghold of the Pure Land Sect in Qian Kingdom. Although there will not be too high-level cultivators here, there are many low-level cultivators and ordinary monks who can produce relics.

After this battle, the second floor of the Ghost Suppression Tower was completely restored.

Compared to the more difficult-to-find relics, ghost objects are actually much simpler. Coupled with the gradual completion of the three layers of relics, the Ghost Suppression Tower, Xu Wen's longest-used magic weapon, is getting closer and closer to revealing its true appearance.

Xu Wen in the air was in a happy mood, and Zhang Zhiming below was even more elated.

After defeating King Wei and occupying his sphere of influence, King Ming had already occupied one third of the country.

Everyone knows that Zhang Zhongyu, who has proclaimed himself emperor and occupies the richest area in Qian Kingdom, is actually Zhang Zhiming's biological father.

Although everyone can see that the father and son are not very harmonious, and they have some hidden agendas.

But as mature rights animals and politicians, everyone is convinced that when facing the last false king, Prince Ning, their father and son will definitely work together.

After the death of King Ning, even if Zhang Zhongyu was reluctant, he would definitely pass the throne to Zhang Zhiming.

The chaos that swept the entire Qian Kingdom and lasted for more than ten years finally saw the dawn of peace.

But all this has nothing to do with Xu Wen. After handling the matter at White Horse Temple, Xu Wen returned to Anguo first.

And before returning, he sent messages to Zhang Zhongyu and Zhang Zhiming, prohibiting them from visiting Wanglong Village again.

If something really happens, you can contact him through the Ghost Suppression Tower.

In the battle with the Pure Land Sect, although Xu Wen did not use many real methods, it was inevitable that Tongming and others would go to Yuanmen to search.

As long as they pay more attention, they can definitely find out that the person calling himself Xiao Wanzhen is probably Xu Wen.

Although Xu Wen was not afraid of them, there was no need to change his peaceful cultivation life again.

The daughter of Zhang Zhongyu and Lu Zhen, Zhang Xiuer, who has lived in Wanglong Village for more than ten years and is already a grown-up girl, also returned to Zhang Zhongyu a few years ago.

The connection between Qianguo and Wanglong Village is slowly fading. Except for a very few people, no one will know the connection between the two.

(End of chapter)