It's almost evening now.
The sky was dark.
People in the capital are busy closing up and going home.
Suddenly hearing the roar of a Buddhist lion, they all looked around in panic, and saw the glaring Vajra Dharma in the night sky in the west!
That face is half Buddha and devil, with golden eyes like torches!
That fierce look directly struck the heart, making people tremble with fear!
"What kind of immortal family is this? It sounds like it's the enemy of Lord Tianji Pavilion? It looks very difficult to deal with!"
"It seems to be a monk from the Western Regions. I heard a few days ago that the worshiper killed a monster monk...probably because of this!"
"This guy's evil spirit is revealed. He is also a monster monk at first glance. If you worship him, you will definitely win!"
"The Buddhist sect is too arrogant. It simply doesn't take our Dajing seriously. Why won't Her Majesty the Empress come out and take care of it this time?"
"..."
The long streets and alleys were filled with voices of discussion.
Faced with the provocation of the Buddhist Chi Guoguo, the common people in the capital frowned and were filled with indignation!
...
Gu Mansion!
In the backyard, the dying flower picker was almost frightened by this loud roar!
Gu Lan's eyes were sharp, focusing on the Vajra Dharma. He slowly folded up his confession and put it in his arms, deciding to put this small matter aside for the time being.
Let’s deal with the bald head of the cosplayer Lu Zhishen outside the city first.
"Xiaoqi!"
Gu Lan called out, and Little Phoenix understood.
Over the courtyard.
In the loud cry, the phoenix spread its wings of fire that were several feet wide. Gu Lan jumped on her back with his hands behind his back, soared up, and headed straight towards the western city gate!
When the flower picker saw this scene, his eyes popped out!
Of course he had heard that the Tianji Pavilion was enshrined in the capital!
I just didn't expect that today would be so unlucky... The first task was to pick flowers at the home of the worshipper! !
No wonder there is such a terrifying formation!
No wonder the whole family is so perverted!
After thinking about this, the flower picker didn't even take a breath. He rolled his eyes and kicked his legs immediately...
...
Outside the house!
Mu Yuyan narrowed her eyes and saw this scene, her pretty face was covered with frost, and her jade hands in her long sleeves suddenly clenched tightly.
How dare you call my husband to challenge... I think after today, your Western Region Buddhism will no longer need to exist in the land of Dajing!
The Western Region is strong and has provoked several times!
Even when he first ascended the throne, Buddha openly proposed to enter Dajing to establish religion and annex local beliefs.
She endured all this!
But this time she directly screamed at Gu Lan... Mu Yuyan considered herself an emotional creature, unable to escape her seven emotions and six desires, and she had finally reached the limit of explosion!
Just in time.
Liu Yexi, dressed in green, returned home. She had already finished interrogating the traitors taken away from the Da Ming Wu Temple. Unfortunately, the people behind the scenes held back and did not ask anything.
She just wanted to report it.
Just listen to Mu Yuyan say something from between her teeth:
"Xiao Xi! Tonight, I will draft an edict to exterminate Buddhism and give the Buddhist sects in the Western Region three days. If all the believers are not evacuated from the Central Plains of Dajing... they will be killed without mercy!"
Liu Yexi was shocked!
But seeing the Dharma in the West, one can also understand why the empress is so angry...
Dragons have reverse scales and will die if they touch them. The young master is obviously His Majesty's reverse scale.
"yes!"
Liu Yexi cupped her hands and responded respectfully.
After the two entered the house, they immediately left quietly from the backyard.
Liu Yexi returned to the palace non-stop to draft an edict. The edict to destroy Buddhism was a major matter for the dynasty, so it had to be written in detail. He laid out the crimes of the Western Regions one by one. This not only made him famous, but also blocked the public opinion in the world.
Mu Yuyan followed her husband's footsteps and came to the west gate tower of the capital, looking quietly at the distance with her beautiful eyes.
Anger returns to anger.
But she is not worried about this provocation from Buddhism.
Because judging from the aura of the Vajra Dharma, the person who came was just an immortal-level body-refining Arhat in Buddhism, and did not have the mind-attacking skills of the Zhichan demon monk.
My husband can suppress it with one hand!
...
On the colorful wings of the phoenix.
Gu Lan frowned slightly, he also had the same doubt in his heart... This guy only had immortal level strength, why did he dare to shout about him like this?
Three days!
On his way from the Western Region, he should have been able to find out information about his cultivation.
"You didn't overestimate your capabilities, and something went wrong... Could it be that there was a back-up plan?"
Be careful and you won’t make a big mistake!
Gu Lan stood with his hands behind his hands, staring quietly at the monk under the Vajra Dharma form, waiting for his next move.
"Are you the one who killed Junior Brother Sa?"
Monk Zhikong's eyes were shining with golden light, and he was angry...with anger, he shouted and asked.
"yes."
Gu Lan responded calmly.
"Then take a punch from Sajia first!"
Monk Zhikong was three feet tall. At this moment, the Dharma above his head was changing. The Demon-Conquering King Kong seemed to be angry, and he clenched his fist and hit Gu Lan.
Gu Lan didn't make any move.
Gu Xiaoqi sprayed out a few phoenix divine fires and eliminated the punch.
The strength of both sides is high and the judgment is made!
"You can't even defeat my Xiaoqi, go back!"
Gu Lan said this.
But I was confused again... It felt like the monk didn't use all his strength in that punch just now?
Otherwise, Xiao Qi Wang's strength, even with the blood of divine beasts, would definitely not be able to compete with his late Immortal Stage Body Refining Arhat.
"If you kill my junior brother, the Sa family will be beaten to death!"
Monk Zhikong roared in a low voice.
The soles of his feet stamped on the ground, and he jumped up high. The main body and the Demon-Suppressing King Kong punched at the same time, and fiercely hit Gu Lan again!
"Moths fly to the flame!"
Gu Lan raised his slender white palm, and the seemingly huge Vajra Dharma was immediately suppressed by the force of heaven and earth. The monk flew backwards and hit the mountain wall to the west of the capital like a meteorite!
Many people in the capital saw this scene.
A sense of pride arises spontaneously!
Sure enough, our number one master in Dajing is still awesome!
So what about the great disciple of the Buddha in the Western Regions? He can't be killed with just one move? !
They looked at Gu Lan's otherworldly back under the moonlight at night.
In awe!
At this time.
The aura of Monk Zhikong became much weaker, but I don't know if it was an illusion, but the eyes in his eyes were brighter, and there were still a few tears shining faintly!
Gu Lan was stunned!
Did you cry after being beaten?
No, this monk looks so big. How can he have the same temperament as Luan Xiaoyao, the unruly princess?
Zhikong revived the Vajra Dharma and made a comeback: "Come again! I heard that your sword is very strong. The Sa family also wants to see it, but do you dare to show it?"
This monk came to provoke but never showed his full strength. Why? He doesn't seem to want to live or die with me... Gu Lan frowned slightly, and his indifferent voice echoed in the wilderness:
"If I draw my sword, you will die."
Those who heard these words were shocked!
"Sir, please use your sword. Buddhism in the Western Region is too arrogant. It's time to show them some color!"
"Having killed the two demonic monks under the Buddha's throne, the legend enshrined in the history books will be added to the sage's name, and he will be remembered for eternity!"
"Yes! It's all up to you, my lord, to protect Dajing's face. Our Queen, the Empress, doesn't care about anything. It's really useless!"
Mu Yuyan: "..."
She glanced at the guy in the crowd who was so excited that he scolded her, and planned to ask Xiao Xi to catch him and educate him tomorrow...
However, our eyes return to the battlefield!
Monk Zhikong ran towards Gu Lan again, but this time he still didn't use all his strength and charged at Gu Lan with a fearless look!
After three or five times.
Gu Lan no longer hesitated.
Ten sapphire-colored sword gangs condensed behind him, and each one was enough to kill the monk. With a slight thought in his mind, the sword gangs streaked towards Monk Zhikong like a meteor from the sky!
However!
To everyone's surprise!
This time, Monk Zhikong did not resist. When he saw Gu Lan draw his sword, he put away the Dharma Apostle and turned around to escape into the mountains and forests.
Everyone was stunned!
"What's this, running away if you can't beat him?"
"The worshiper is chasing after me, but unfortunately our eyesight is limited and we can't see the wonderful scene of the monster monk being killed over there!"
"There is no need to look any further! Once the dust has settled, I believe that after becoming the leader in the Western Region, no one from the major forces will dare to challenge our number one man in Dajing!"
"..."
The people came with a nervous mood, but now left full of comfort and contentment.
They knew that King Dajing was able to live and work in peace and contentment because of the protection of the god Gu Lan!
Therefore, during every New Year and festival, they would place an immortal tablet for this god in their homes. Their reverence was even much higher than that of the previous emperors of Dajing!
but.
Mu Yuyan could see the scenes that they couldn't see.
When Monk Zhikong turned around and ran away "weirdly", she seemed to see the monk's intention... He wanted to lead Gu Lang to a place where no one could see him.
Is there a conspiracy to ambush?
No, even if the Buddha comes in person, I'm afraid he won't be able to ambush Xianggong... So what exactly is he going to do?
Mu Yuyan frowned slightly, but her beautiful eyes were clear and scorching, and she didn't dare to slack off.
However!
The next moment, she looked startled!
Because I saw Monk Zhikong over there making an incredible move!
The sapphire-colored flying sword was about to catch up, but Zhikong's tall figure did not run away. He suddenly stopped and his huge body suddenly knelt down!
He is not begging for mercy.
He covered his head with thick, rough hands.
He didn't care at all about the jade sword flying behind him!
The monk grinned wildly, but his eyes turned red instantly!
"Xiaoqi!"
Seeing this, Gu Lan made Phoenix stop, and the sapphire-colored sword tip was hanging an inch away from the monk's neck!
The empress can see the clues from the sidelines.
Gu Lan could naturally feel that this monk was inducing his killing move, leading him to a no-man's land when everyone thought he had killed him...
"what are you up to?"
Gu Lan asked in a serious voice.
Although he maintains his own strength, he is still vigilant. This is the self-cultivation of the moderate group.
Monk Zhikong didn't seem to hear his words. There was great sadness on his rough face, and tears were flowing freely. He looked up to the sky and cried loudly!
Seeing this scene, Gu Lan was slightly startled, and just watched quietly without being anxious.
He could feel that this monk was showing his true feelings... But what could have happened that could make him show weakness to the enemy regardless of his image? !
Because I can't beat myself, I can't avenge my junior brother?
a long time.
Gu Lan saw that Zhikong had stopped crying, although the sadness in his expression could not be concealed.
He landed from Phoenix's back and came to the kneeling monk.
"What do you want to do if you want to see me alone?"
Zhikong raised his head and looked at Gu Lan, his tearful eyes were blood red, and he spoke slowly: "Donor... Donor, can you let this poor monk know what you used to kill my junior brother?"
"I didn't kill your junior brother."
Gu Lan explained: "He died by severing his heart...but if you want to see it, I can satisfy it."
Gu Lan does not need to cover up those who are about to die.
In Zhikong's dull eyes, he saw Gu Lan's exquisite and clear Buddha's heart, the immortal heart that gathered the wisdom roots of Buddhism!
"As expected!"
Monk Zhikong’s pupils shrank, with a sad look on his face!
His expression was struggling, and then a hint of realization appeared!
Gu Lan shook his head and sighed: "You look exactly the same now as you did when your junior brother died."
Zhikong was stunned for a moment, then murmured: "It seems that junior brother also understood when he died that everything from preaching Buddhism to asking for the devil's coffin... was all a scam by the Buddha!"
"The poor monk should have thought of it earlier... If the poor monk had thought of it earlier, I am afraid that the junior brother would not have fallen into such a deep trap. There is something wrong with the technique he is practicing. The poor monk has already had a premonition. It is all the blame of the poor monk... It’s the poor monk’s fault!”
Monk Zhikong's eyes were red, and he was beating his head desperately at this moment!
The regret is beyond words!
Buddha scam? Something is wrong with Monk Zhichan’s technique... Gu Lan frowned!
The troubles faced by Buddhism in the Western Regions are not as simple as imagined.
"Donor, can you...save this poor monk's life?"
Zhi Kong spoke up at this moment.
However, there was no pleading in his tone, but a sense of determination!
"Give me a reason not to kill you."
Gu Lan said lightly.
"Donor... would you like to hear a story?"
"Your master?"
"yes."
"Appreciate further details."
...
Time passed by, and half a while passed.
During this period.
Mu Yuyan didn't know what they were talking about, but she felt very strange watching the great disciple of the Buddha kneeling down and talking to her husband-in-law with a face full of grief...
Gu Lan quietly listened to Zhikong's story.
He took a deep breath and asked in a solemn voice: "In other words, the Buddha in the Great Thunder Sound Temple in the Western Region...is no longer your master?"
"The poor monk's feelings are not wrong!"
Zhikong sighed: "He clearly knows the strength of the donor, but secretly encourages us to come to find you, because he is afraid that the two of us are the closest to the master, and are too familiar with the master, and sooner or later we will recognize him... So I want to use the hands of the benefactor to kill our fellow apprentices!"
"What about your real master?"
Gu Lan looked indifferent on the surface, but felt sad inside.
Why do you feel that this scene is similar to that of the Blazing Sun Saint King four thousand years ago... Wait until the Holy Lord wakes up and ask if there were any monsters that came to the mainland back then.
Zhikong looked sad: "Maybe he has been killed... When I was young, my master said that there is only one Buddha's heart in the world. If that heart is replaced or gives birth to another person, the only possibility is that he has already died. die."
"I don't have to kill you."
Gu Lan wiped his hand and retracted the sword.
This monk was very smart. After he suspected that the Buddha was no longer the Master, he even thought of getting angry in public, continuing to pretend, and then coming to Dajing to have a private interview with him!
Some of them are coarse and some are fine, or they can be used one at a time.
"Then what are you going to do next?"
Gu Lan asked again: "There are three thousand Bodhisattvas and eight hundred Arhats under the Buddha's throne. Even if you have faked your death and are in the dark, how can you subvert him?"
"Compared to believing in you, I'm afraid your fellow disciples are more willing to believe in the Buddha on the golden throne, right? And you already know the secret of the Buddha. I'm afraid that he will not kill people with a borrowed knife, but will do it directly!"
Hear the words.
Zhikong felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart!
"To be honest with the donor... the poor monk is actually not that thorough. The younger brother is dead and the master is also killed. The poor monk just wants to confirm the truth and return to the Great Leiyin Temple to fight with the fake Buddha... Even if he dies, there is no need. regret!"
He clasped his hands together and looked defeated!
The master's sect was occupied by doves, and his junior brother and master were slaughtered. Knowing the cruel truth but unable to save himself, one can imagine the despair in his heart!
The bronze-skinned monk was wearing a cassock and sitting on his knees in the dirt. At this moment, he seemed helpless and homeless...
