For half an hour, the sounds of fighting and wailing continued from the bottom of the mountain.
But inside the Taoist temple, there was total peace, and no sound of fighting was allowed to enter.
Under the siege of more than thousands of elite soldiers, even the dozens of secret guards who were warriors were ultimately unable to defeat the four hands with their fists and fell into a pool of blood.
"puff."
The soldier pulled out the blood-stained long knife from the chest of the secret guard, and the blood dripped down the long knife onto the stone slab of the mountain stream.
They looked towards the mountain one after another.
"Capture the Zhao thief alive!"
They gripped their swords tightly and ran quickly towards the mountain.
Reward 100 households! Thousand taels of silver!
The opportunity to become a successful person is just around the corner, so who can resist being tempted?
Yu Hongjin was so startled that she paced back and forth, shouting: "Coming up, coming up, ah ah ah ah."
"My life is at stake!"
Mo Yuan, who was sitting at the door, stretched.
"Finally here."
He looked down the mountain and saw countless armored men rushing up the mountain. Their eyes were full of greed, and they were blinded by the desire for profit.
"The dragon thunder is the true fire, the natal Yang essence, the Dantian is blazing, the two kidneys are self-warming..."
A glimmer of light flashed in Mo Yuan's eyes.
"Real fire draws you!"
As soon as the words fell, I could see the real fire coming out of his mouth. Before the man who rushed up the mountain could say a word, the real fire had already destroyed him.
Not a single scream was heard in the mountains. The eyes of these people were full of terror before they died. Before they could cry out, they were burned to ashes by the true fire of Samadhi.
The ashes rose from the mountain stream and turned into flying dust and scattered away.
Yu Hongjin's eyes saw the fire flashing, and in the next moment, he saw all the thousands of figures turned into flying ashes.
She froze in place and couldn't help but shudder.
"All, all dead..."
Yu Hongjin fell to the ground, her eyes were blank, she was panting heavily, and her arms couldn't help trembling.
She is probably the most timid monster.
But no matter how capable she was, she couldn't kill thousands of people with a single breath of real fire like Mo Yuan.
When he opened his mouth, real fire was drawn, and more than thousands of people were immediately annihilated in ashes.
Everything became calm, as if nothing had happened.
The corpses in the mountain and the thousands of soldiers dissipated under this real fire, seemingly silently.
"Xunlulu..."
Several war horses parked at the foot of the mountain were frightened and fled quickly.
The only ones who survived were the two secret guards who had been knocked unconscious by Mo Yuan before, and they have not yet woken up.
Yu Hongjin stared blankly and murmured: "Are you really not afraid of being punished by God..."
Mo Yuan sat down and said nonchalantly: "Just accept it. Sir likes to be clean. Naturally, I should take care of these unruly people. The cause and effect is on me, as long as it has nothing to do with Sir."
Yu Hongjin looked at him. She really couldn't understand why Mo Yuan, as a real dragon, was still determined to watch the door in this small Tao, even if he was willing to accept the cause and effect between heaven and earth.
A wisp of flying ash fell on Mo Yuan's shoulder.
He glanced at it and stretched out his hand to dust it off, then opened his mouth and spit out a gust of wind.
Blow away all the blood in this mountain stream.
The fly ash was also blown far away.
Don't be disturbed by the dust, all the dharmas are nothing more than the Flowing Cloud View.
He once playfully talked about being a gatekeeper, but that was not just a casual talk.
Chen Changsheng, who was reading in the backyard, withdrew his gaze and thought of Mo Yuan who came to his door when he was walking on the river. Although Mo Yuan was a bit promiscuous, he never made any mistakes in some things.
Chen Changsheng called him over and said, "Just back off now. Incurring all this karma will be harmful to your cultivation."
Mo Yuan just smiled and said, "Make it clean to avoid trouble again. Don't worry, sir, it won't happen next time."
"Um."
Chen Changsheng then asked: "How is your practice of Samadhi True Fire going?"
"It's still Xiaocheng." Mo Yuan said.
Chen Changsheng thought for a moment, then stretched out his hand and placed it between his eyebrows.
Mo Yuan was stunned for a moment, then closed his eyes.
When he opened his eyes again, he was in a sea of fire.
The real fire surrounded it, seeming to burn it all together. The burning feeling came from divine thoughts.
Suddenly, he broke out in a cold sweat.
Although it is necessary to suffer, this is the most appropriate opportunity to see the God of Samadhi True Fire.
Water vapor kept rising from Mo Yuan's body, and his brows were furrowed. This lasted for about an hour.
When he opened his eyes again, there was already a gleam of real fire in his eyes.
One step to success!
Mo Yuan felt exhausted, but his heart was filled with joy.
"Thank you Mr. Chen for the gift!"
Chen Changsheng, who was sitting in the pavilion, waved his hand and said, "It's better to go out for more walks. You are a real dragon, how can you be a door god in this Taoist temple?"
Mo Yuan scratched his head and smiled, and said, "When sir is away, he often goes out."
"Um."
Chen Changsheng nodded, and then saw Mo Yuan walking out of the backyard.
He returned to the gate and sat down, guarding the gate with peace of mind.
…
When the sky turns gray and bright.
Zhao Zhen woke up first. He came to the front yard and glanced at the person sitting at the door, but he didn't pay attention. Then he looked at the Taoist temple carefully.
What caught his attention the most was the dead peach tree in the view.
"A peach tree this big must have been around for hundreds of thousands of years. It's a pity..."
Zhao Zhen muttered, and then saw someone coming up the mountain.
Zhang Xiaoliu brought a few green oranges up the mountain, and after meeting Mo Yuan, handed two over.
Mo Yuan accepted it with a smile and said, "Thank you very much."
Zhang Xiaoliu smiled and said: "The ones that have just grown are still a little sour, but the ones that have been grown for two days are considered sweet."
"If it's too sweet, you'll get tired of it. Some sour taste is best," Mo Yuan said.
"Hey, yes."
Zhang Xiaoliu smiled and said immediately: "I'm going to burn incense first, so I won't chat with Mr. Mo anymore."
"Go." Mo Yuan waved his hand.
Zhang Xiaoliu entered the Taoist temple and immediately saw a strange face.
Zhao Zhen also looked at him.
Zhang Xiaoliu immediately said: "But Mr. Chen's guest?"
Zhao Zhen shook her head and said, "It doesn't count, I just stayed here last night."
"Is this so?"
Zhang Xiaoliu nodded, and then handed him a green orange.
Zhao Zhen took it and said, "Why give it to me?"
Zhang Xiaoliu was a little puzzled and said: "I'll give it to you, why do you need a reason?"
Zhao Zhen held the green tangerine and thought for a while, then said: "Thank you."
Zhang Xiaoliu walked into the Taoist temple, and immediately placed a few green tangerines in front of the statue, while he took out the incense candle and started to burn the incense sincerely.
Three pillars of green smoke rose from the temple. When Zhao Zhen saw the scene inside through the temple door, she couldn't help but sigh, this is like a Taoist temple.
Zhang Xiaoliu breathed a sigh of relief after bowing three times, and then stood up to clean the stone steps.
Zhao Zhen asked: "Are you a pilgrim?"
Zhang Xiaoliu thought for a while and said: "That's right, that's no. I just go up the mountain to offer incense every day."
