Slash Toutuo with a knife!
A beam of sunlight pierced from the Western Mountain. On the wide platform at the entrance of Yunlin Zen Temple, which had been quiet for many years, a battle suddenly started.
As Ye Hongling slashed out with his sword, the air sea in the center of his chest and abdomen roared. A ray of qi traced the warrior's thick meridians and poured into the handle of the knife, spitting out a glow on the dark and sharp blade.
"you dare!"
The crowd in the distance shrieked and backed away, and the monks were shocked. The "Dahuyuan" standing in front of the door shouted in a low voice, and the ripples under their feet became brighter and brighter.
The golden light around him condensed, forming a huge illusory golden bell.
Buddhist golden bell!
Ye Hongling's blade struck the golden bell with a bang, and suddenly, a thunderous sound of piercing clouds and cracking stones was heard in the sky above the Zen courtyard.
As if being hit by a locomotive, the guard tutuo retreated with his feet plowing the ground. His boots were instantly chapped, exposing a pair of big feet stained with gold paint.
The illusory golden bell is broken!
But Ye Hongling's knife was also blocked.
Ji Ping'an stood with his arms folded, and his decisive attack on the female warrior was also slightly unexpected.
Although the three of them had "unified their thoughts" in Qiantang City, Ye Hongling obviously had more concerns than the saint who relied on the state religion.
In other words, this is the price of being an official. It is inevitable to hesitate and hesitate.
But at this moment, the female warrior showed amazing decisiveness.
"Hey, this monk seems to be a tough guy. Didn't he just break the Nine Perfection? It seems that the gap is not very big despite being separated by a big realm." Yu Yu, who was making trouble next to him, was amazed and observed the situation.
Ji Pingan glanced at her and said:
"When you were in Qingyun Palace, didn't the instructor say that the monks from Luohan Hall are the most fierce and domineering, and the secret method of the Golden Bell Cover is also the best among many inheritances in terms of defense.
Although due to the agreement between the Great Zhou Dynasty and the Southern Tang Dynasty, Buddhism would not send a "sitting well" level expert to the Zen monastery, but the guardian tutu must also be a monk who was only one step away from entering the "sitting well", and the magic weapon in his hand was far from the foundation. Higher than Ye Hongling, if it is a long and fierce battle, they will still lose, but if it is only a short period of time, it is really difficult to tell the difference. "
Yu Yu was a little unconvinced, but knowing that what Ji Ping'an said was right, he remained silent.
As for participating in the war...the two of them tacitly agreed not to join.
On the one hand, he thought that Ye Hongling's cultivation was enough to break open the mountain gate, which would only waste a little time.
Of course, the more important reason is: identity!
As the head of the Demon Slaying Department, Ye Hongling is tasked with investigating the case. She can take action legally and has room for maneuver when the incident escalates afterwards.
However, the two men respectively represent the "Qin Tian Jian" and the "Tao Sect" and lack legal rationality. Once they participate in the war, they are likely to be interpreted as a conflict between the three major sects.
In other words, Ye Hongling's situation was still controllable, but it would indeed be more troublesome for the two of them to join in hastily.
Seeing this man and woman standing idly by, the other Buddhist monks represented by Zhike Monk also breathed a sigh of relief silently, but they still held sticks in their hands with vigilance and locked onto the two of them.
At the same time, turn your attention to both warring parties.
"Boom!"
The Dharma protector Tutuo was hit and slid back several feet. He held a Zen staff in his bulging arms and suddenly punched the ground in front of him. The end of the Zen staff dug into the blue bricks to stabilize his body.
The burly warrior monk "King Kong Angry Eyes" screamed strangely and said:
"Today, I will teach you the techniques of the Demon Slayer Division!"
As he spoke, the ground suddenly trembled and gravel rolled.
Amidst the exclamation, a thumb-thick crack opened in the ground at the end of the Zen staff, "click, click, click", spreading towards Ye Hongling ahead.
The female martial artist gently raised the knife and stood on tiptoes to avoid it. At the same time, she heard the sound of the iron ring. The tutuo guarding the courtyard struggled to pull out the gold-plated Zen staff and stepped forward with the sole of her foot. The green bricks shattered under her feet.
Daigoin started running step by step, his heavy body like a running rhinoceros, stamping out shallow pits on the ground.
In the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of Ye Hongling, his waist twisted like a millstone, and the majestic force followed the muscle fibers on his arms and was transmitted to the Zen staff like a surge, sweeping it across.
"Woo!"
While sweeping across, the Zen staff actually began to expand, becoming several times thicker.
Ye Hongling raised her sword eyebrows and felt a chill in her heart. As a martial artist who was good at close combat, she felt a strong threat when faced with Toutuo's attack.
Don't resist!
No practitioner is willing to compete head-on with a rampaging Buddhist monk.
Ye Hongling let out a light scold and stepped her boots into the air. Waves of air swept through her. Her body fell backwards like a leaf falling in the autumn wind, losing weight. Her body was almost parallel to the ground.
As the gold-plated Zen staff brushed past his nose, his hair was swept up by the strong wind.
Then, he lightly slapped the palm of his left hand towards the ground, moved his body on the spot, stood up again, and slashed with the black gold sword for the second time!
The guardian Tutuo was on guard for a long time. When his attack missed, he pulled out his Zen staff in front of him!
The next second, the blade was blocked by the defensive Zen staff. Sparks flew out amid the roar, and neither of them gave an inch.
Immediately, spiritual flames rose up from both of their bodies, as if they were wrapped in a ball of arrogant flames, confronting each other.
There is a stalemate.
Ji Ping'an and Yu Yu stood not far away, feeling the sharp air coming from the front, their faces like daggers.
The saint was amazed. She knew a lot about Buddhism, but most of it came from books and the dictation of her tutor.
This was the first time to witness a monk fighting at such a close distance.
Ji Pingan took the opportunity to teach:
"Don't just watch the excitement, pay attention to the characteristics of the Buddhist path. Although the Taoist sect has a powerful killing technique called Flying Sword, it cannot be regarded as a close combat. Even among the big sects of Great Friday, only Yunhuai Academy , those swordsmen scholars with a breath of awe in their chests are better at close combat. But they are not as good as Buddhism."
Yu Yu raised an objection: "Does martial artist not count?"
Ji Pingan said:
"Martial arts is a more general system. Ye Hongling is good at swordsmanship, but not good at wrestling. Fighting is more about flexible body skills and sharp attacks. Longhushan Chen Qingsheng is good at boxing, so he should be better. I prefer to defeat the enemy head-on, and Tingxuelou’s hidden weapon is somewhat similar to the Taoist Flying Sword.”
Yu Yu nodded as if he understood, but said unconvinced:
"So, when it comes to pure frontal combat, Buddhism is the strongest?"
Ji Ping'an shook his head and said:
"No. The talented ones among the northern barbarians can compete with them. As for some monsters who are good at power, they are stronger due to their racial talents. It can only be said that each has their own preference. But they are definitely better than Taoist priests. of."
Yu Yu: (╥╯^╰╥)
The two of them talked with each other.
The guardian tutu roared angrily, and the brass-like muscles of his legs under the monk's robes bulged high.
He takes one step, then a second...
In contrast, Ye Hongling, who was even more petite, was pushed back a little bit, towards the direction away from the monastery.
Ye Hongling breathed rapidly, realizing that she could not go on like this, and finally stopped holding back. The illusory wellhead around her appeared and slowly rotated.
At the same time, the female warrior exhaled loudly, made a fist with her left hand, pulled her elbow back suddenly, like a taut bowstring, and then punched out.
Overwhelming.
The face of Tutuo Huyuan changed drastically. At this moment, Rao was standing in Pojiu Perfection, only one step away from sitting in the well, but he was still clearly aware of the distance between them.
Without hesitation, he immediately dropped his Zen staff, took two steps back, and then sat cross-legged in meditation.
Put your hands together and recite scriptures.
Suddenly, Zen chants echoed on the mountain, and a majestic and majestic aura descended. The gold-plated Zen staff that had lost its owner shone brightly, and the shadow of the weapon appeared on the surface and began to rotate on its own.
Ye Hongling punched it, and the Zen staff dented from the middle.
"When——"
It's like a Buddhist temple bell ringing.
At the same time, a translucent fist mark appeared on the chest of Huyuan Tutuo, and a piece of his clothes exploded. The gold paint mottled chest was clearly marked with fist marks.
"Pfft——" First, the golden paint all over Daihuin's body was shattered, his face turned red, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out from the corner of his mouth, with a horrified look on his face.
Ye Hongling raised the corner of her mouth, held the knife and flew away the Zen staff, and said:
"Who said I can only use a knife?"
When he said this, he glanced at Ji Ping'an proudly, as if answering his previous comment.
"Ah - be careful."
In the distance, the Zhike monks dispersed in a rush, barely able to avoid the spinning Zen staff, filled with shock and anger.
After all, there was a big realm between them. That night Hong Ling took action with all his strength, and even the golden body of Pojiu Yuanyuan was unable to stop him.
This is realm suppression!
At this time, the people watching the battle from a distance also collectively lost their voices.
Seeing this, Ji Ping'an sighed softly and said:
"It's not that we want to break in and intentionally conflict with Buddhism. This case is really deeply involved. We must see Master Yihong immediately and question him face to face."
The guardian Tutu stood up slowly, his face was ugly, and he said nothing. He knew that he could not stop him, but the pride of the monk still kept him from taking a step back.
Ji Ping'an frowned slightly, not wanting to delay any longer, and prepared to force his way in.
However, at this moment, his ears suddenly moved slightly, and he heard the commotion of the crowd in the distance, accompanied by the sound of horse hooves coming from the foot of the mountain.
"The officers and soldiers are here!"
An unknown person exclaimed in the crowd.
The group of monks facing down the mountain also looked stunned and confused.
The three of them, including Ji Ping'an, all turned around and looked back, and then discovered that a group of cavalry had suddenly arrived from the foot of the mountain. It was not large, only about a hundred people, but they were wearing strong armor and carrying the flag of the Dadong Army.
Military mansion?
Ji Ping'an frowned, surprised by the other party's appearance, and his eyes were attracted by the person leading the cavalry team.
He was clearly a middle-aged man wearing armor and a white robe, with a square face.
Under the seat was a demon-blooded war horse that was extremely powerful and twice as big as an ordinary horse. A huge black spear hung diagonally from the saddle.
"Dadong Divine General!" Ye Hongling recognized the other party's identity at a glance and said unexpectedly:
"Why is he here?"
Is this person the divine general of the Dadong Army?
This was the first time Ji Ping'an met, but speaking of it, the two sides had already formed a feud.
From the earliest time when Sun Xianzu arrested him and put him in prison, he later sent Tiefutu to surround and kill him in Sanhuang County.
Although this divine general was just a middleman, in order to vent his anger, Qin Tianjian went to the military mansion to show off his power for a time. Not only did he lose his face, but he also forced him to kill Sun Xianzu personally and use it as a proxy.
It is impossible that there is no resentment in his heart.
At this time, General Dadong Shen reined in his horse, looked up at the people on the mountain, then gave some instructions, raised his hand, grabbed the weapon, and jumped up.
I saw a wisp of green flames coming against the trend, and in the blink of an eye, the white-robed general carrying a big gun had arrived in front of everyone.
His falcon-like eyes swept across the whole place, and finally landed on Okuin, whose mouth was stained with blood, and he frowned and said:
"What happened?"
Listening to the meaning in the words, it seems that he did not come here specially, but just happened to meet him.
Dai Huyuan's face was gloomy and he didn't say a word. He was also a little unsure of the other party's intention.
However, Zhike Monk's eyes lit up and he said loudly:
"The general has arrived at the right time. If it had been any later, I'm afraid the relationship between our Buddhist sect and your country would have been destroyed!"
Then, he quickly described what happened.
The description is somewhat biased, focusing on the unreasonable and unreasonable behavior of Ji Pingan and others.
Seeing this, the other monks also started complaining.
Although the Military Mansion and the Demon Slayer Division were both subordinate to the Great Zhou Dynasty, things in this world were not that simple.
Just like there are various factions in the temple, fighting each other to the death, the military government and the Yamen of the Demon Slayer Division are also not a "system".
Sometimes, hostility is greater than the power of other countries.
Sure enough, after hearing what had happened, General Dadong Shen turned his head with an ugly expression, looked at Ye Hongling, and said in a deep voice:
"Secretary Ye, is what the Buddhist monk said true? Are you really going to force your way into the Zen monastery? And even hurt the guardian?"
There was an interrogation in his tone.
Ye Hongling was dissatisfied, but at the military attache level, she was one level lower than the general, so she had to suppress her emotions and said:
"This is a long story. It involves a case and requires the cooperation of the Zen Academy..."
General Dadong Shen interrupted with a cold tone:
"That's not what I'm going to ask. You just answer, yes or no."
Yu Yu, who was standing next to Ji Ping'an, was not happy. Although she often quarreled with the female warriors along the way, the saint was a protector of shortcomings. Hearing this tone, she immediately said displeased:
"According to the laws of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the military government has no jurisdiction over local cases. You are stretching your hand too far."
Dadong God General Huo Ran turned his head and stared at Yu Yu, who had an expression of "I'm not happy to do it". He suppressed his anger and said calmly:
"This is an internal inquiry of our military, and the state religion has no right to intervene."
The last time Sanhuang County asked for help, Yu Yu went to the military mansion, so the god general knew her face in disguise.
After saying that, he looked at Ji Ping'an again, with a look of indifference in his eyes:
"Are you Ji Ping'an?"
Ji Ping'an smiled:
"The god general should know my face now, why bother asking?"
"Hmph." Dadong Shenjiang's face remained unchanged, but he didn't say anything after all. Of course he knew the vest "Li Anping" and also recognized Ji Ping'an's true appearance.
When he ordered the ambush at Tiefutu, he had seen the portrait.
Ye Hongling was a woman after all. She was keenly aware that the general's mood was obviously worse after seeing Ji Ping'an. She couldn't help having a bad premonition and asked:
"Speaking of which, what does it mean that General Shen led his troops into Yuhang? I have not received any news."
Daito Shenjiang explained impatiently:
"You don't know? A few days ago, the Yuhang government office sent a document saying that a caravan outside Yuhang City was killed by monks, and five of them were suspected of being soldiers of our military government. After verification, I determined that they were sent by the military government to perform the mission. Our team died here without any explanation, so we came to bring back the body and track down the murderer. Is there any problem?"
Uh... Ji Pingan and Yu Yu looked at each other with strange expressions.
Therefore, the root of this matter still lies in the robbery of the God Emperor in the "human world".
However, this God’s words are not entirely true.
If it was just to collect corpses or investigate, there would be no need for his majestic general to come in person.
In the final analysis, I am afraid that they are here for the "reborn ones".
However, the military government is lagging behind in the news after all. I am afraid that it has not yet grasped the causes and consequences of the Qianyuan Treasure House, and may not even be aware of the existence of the "human world".
However, the general who was carrying the orders of Emperor Yuan Qing realized through clues that there might be a "reborn organization" near Yuhang.
Only such a big temptation can drive the god general to lead his troops.
"As a result, as soon as my general arrived near here, he sensed something strange in Qiantang City and urgently changed his route to Qiantang. On the way, he noticed some movement in the Zen Temple." The white-robed god general said in a bad tone.
What a coincidence... Ye Hongling took a deep breath and said seriously:
"Not long ago, there was indeed a demon causing chaos in Qiantang City. It was precisely because of this that we wanted to see Master Yihong."
The guardian Tutuo snorted coldly:
"So, what you mean is that the Master is related to the evil way? Mr. Ye, I want to remind you that you must provide evidence when you speak. Otherwise, I have a good reputation in Buddhism. Can you just slander me with just a word of 'doubt'?"
Ye Hongling looked troubled.
evidence? Does the "flower-picking monk" who turned into ashes count?
Obviously, it doesn't count. If she pointed to a pile of unrecognizable ashes, it would be hard to convince people unless she said they were exactly the same as Master Yihong.
Moreover, there are too many things involved in this case. It is also impossible to tell the story to the generals in public.
Seeing this, Zhike Monk's eyes lit up and he said:
"So there is no evidence? General, you heard me. Yunlin Temple is the land leased to me by the Great Zhou Dynasty for Buddhism in the Southern Tang Dynasty. However, Chief Ye has no evidence, but he keeps citing the laws of the Great Zhou Dynasty one case at a time. , forced his way into the monastery, and even injured our guardian.
Where in the world can such truth exist? Or is this just an excuse and the purpose is to target my Buddhism? Southern Tang? Destroy relations between the two countries? "
Tsk... You are so skillful in putting your hat on, but I didn't realize that you are still a talent... Ji Ping'an glanced at Zhi Ke Seng.
After hearing these words, Dadong Shenjiang's face became even more ugly and he said:
"Eminent monks, please calm down. Ye Hongling alone cannot represent the imperial court, and I, the Great Zhou Dynasty, have no intention of destroying peace."
After saying that, he turned around and stood on the ground with a "ding" sound from the big black gun in his hand. He ignored Ji Ping'an and Yu Yu, stared at the female warrior, and yelled:
"Ye Hongling! Do you know what you are doing? As an official of the imperial court, what is your intention of deliberately provoking friction? I will write a memorial about today's matter and submit it to the God Emperor. Why don't you retreat quickly!"
Ye Hongling's face turned cold when she heard this:
"What about me, I don't need to worry about the military government. The general should leave quickly. Otherwise, I will also write a book and talk about the 'military government's interference in local law enforcement'."
Yu Yu said in a friendly tone:
"Yes, that's right. Those who know better know that you are a soldier, but those who don't know better think you are the prefect of Yuhang."
General Daidong laughed angrily and did not answer. Instead, he stepped in front of the three of them, holding a big gun and pulling half of the tiger charm from his waist with one hand.
Wisps of green flames surged out from the tiger talisman, wrapping around the body and weapons.
Vaguely, an illusory wellhead mark appeared under his feet, representing the state of sitting in a well.
A majestic and majestic aura, much stronger than the red feathers at night, filled the air and suppressed the entire audience!
The god general raised his spear and used the tip of the spear to draw a line from left to right on the ground in front of him. Green flames flowed along the tip of the spear, forming a "line of fire" on the ground.
Immediately, he looked down at the female warrior with an arrogant expression and said:
"My general will take care of this matter today. Or you can draw your sword and slash at me to see which one is sharper, your Ye Hongling's demon-slaying knife or my tiger talisman and big spear." !”
Ye Hongling held the handle of the knife, feeling the suppressive force from the tiger talisman, without saying a word.
He looked at Yu Yu again and said indifferently:
"Saint of the State Church. Do you really think that with this status, you can do whatever you want? Childish! You have to remember that you have not taken over the position for a day. The title of this saint is just a good reputation. In the eyes of this god general , is just a disciple of the Taoist sect, and more than one of them has died in infancy. Don’t delay yourself for some irrelevant things. If something goes wrong in your practice, the title of this saintly girl may not be the same in the future. It’s still yours.”
Yu Yu's face turned red and he clenched his small fists. He wanted to take action but only saw the green flames forming a majestic tiger behind the general.
Under this pressure, she was so majestic that she could not move even against the five monks!
Dadong Shenjiang moved his gaze to Ji Ping'an's face again, with sarcasm and vague hostility in his eyes:
"Ji Sichen has a good reputation. He is a genius in the city of God. Now it seems that he cannot live up to his reputation. I really thought he had accomplished several things, made several contributions, and was appreciated by the supervisor. Can you ignore the laws of the Zhou Dynasty? If you provoke Southern Tang Buddhism like this and cause a catastrophe, how many heads do you have to handle it? Childish! Ridiculous!
You have no idea what you are doing! Why, do you dislike this general's harsh words? Then you can go back to the prison and complain, hehe, what a kid is doing. If you don't like this general and you have the ability to fight back on your own, I'll put my words here and you can come over as fast as you can. I won't count on you attacking officials, killing or wounding them, and I won't cause you any trouble. how? Do you dare? "
Ji Ping'an narrowed his eyes.
The scolding of General Dadong made the group of monks feel refreshed and smiled one after another.
Obviously, the various forces in the Zhou Dynasty were not monolithic, but were full of contradictions.
And this Great Eastern Divine General obviously had some old grudges with the three people in front of him... to be precise, he had some old grudges with Ji Sichen and was seeking revenge.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see this.
In this matter, taking a Buddhist stance is a kind of "political correctness" for Dadong Shenjiang, as long as there is no evidence that there is a problem with the Zen Temple.
No matter how Ye Hongling writes a letter, Yu Yu files a complaint against the Taoist sect, or Ji Ping'an appeals to the prison, it will all be of no use.
The common people in the distance, although they were not quite sure about the situation, started to point and point.
The setting sun was setting, and for a while, Ji Ping'an and the other three were in a dilemma, facing the divine general holding the tiger talisman, a group of monks, and more than a hundred cavalry at the foot of the mountain.
Ye Hongling didn't have any confidence at all, and couldn't help but sigh dejectedly, thinking of quitting, knowing that it would be difficult for this matter to come to fruition.
Yu Yu was so angry that he wanted to speak, but was suppressed and unable to move.
"Let's go." The female warrior said.
"Go down the mountain." The guardian Tutuo looked indifferent and pretended to drive him away.
"It's time for those people to leave." Someone in the crowd in the distance commented.
In the midst of the noise, a young man wearing a green shirt and always calm spoke softly:
"You said you asked me to let my horse come over."
General Dadong Shen was startled, feeling suddenly uneasy in his heart.
In the sunset.
Ji Ping'an smiled slightly, and a thin Taoist sutra appeared in his hand. He tapped the golden lotus mark on it with his fingers, pointed forward like a sword:
"Please show up, Master."
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