When the Xuankong Temple underwent earth-shaking changes, the world, which had been stable for many years, was not at peace either. Two major events happened one after another.
First, the battle between the Xiling Temple and the Protestants began.
Protestantism swept through all countries at an extremely fast speed, growing like a snowball, and with the support of Jiange, its power became stronger day by day.
But behind the Xiling Temple stands Zhishou Temple, one of the four unknowable places. Moreover, the temple itself is the most powerful force in the world, and can even interfere with the selection of a country's monarch. In several battles, although Xiling Temple was initially weakened by the power of the Protestant religion, it later mobilized the Pantheon cavalry and used a large number of red-clothed priests to contain the sword pavilion, which dealt a very powerful blow to the Protestant religion.
However, anyone with a discerning eye knows that as long as Ye Su does not die, the Protestant religion will never be destroyed.
But Ye Su is a great monk who stands at the top of the Five Realms. He even has half of his feet above the Five Realms now. It is not easy to kill him.
Immediately afterwards, another major event that shocked Tantanxia happened.
——The desolate man went south.
Countless years ago, the Desolate People occupied the back of the continent, spanning the north and south, and were known as the strongest country.
Thousands of years ago, the Daoist Guangming High Priest went to the wilderness to preach, hoping to spread the divine glory of Haotian to the land of the desert people.
But no one thought that the Great Priest of Light, who had superb teachings and profound virtues, and had already stepped into the five realms, would suddenly lead his thoughts into a different path while preaching to the desert people, and create a completely different path from the right path. He practiced Dharma and worshiped the evil god Pluto, who was completely opposite to Haotian.
The Taoist sect naturally did not allow their existence, so a thousand-year-old war between the devil and the Tao started.
The Huangren who believed in the Demon Sect were also enemies of the whole world and were despised by the world. They were eventually driven to the wilderness of the Far North by the Tang Dynasty.
As the millennium is approaching, the extreme cold is heading south. Faced with the increasingly harsh environment, the desert people living in the far northern wilderness have no choice but to start heading south.
When they go south, they must compete for the soil for survival and development, and for a bite of food. The first ones to bear the brunt are the Golden Horde and the northern countries.
In the eyes of the world, the desolate people have survived in the bitter cold of the far north for many years, and their numbers have plummeted, which is not a cause for concern.
The overall strength of the Golden Horde Royal Court may not be as good as that of the Southern Jin Dynasty, but this group of nomads is good at fighting, and their combat power is almost inferior to the heavy armored cavalry of the Tang Dynasty. There are even more masters in the Royal Court.
Logically speaking, the duel between the Huang Man and the Golden Tent Royal Court is like an egg hitting a stone, and they should be hammered.
Facts have proved that this is indeed the case.
It's just that the object holding the hammer has changed.
The desolate people marched southward with overwhelming force. The Imperial Court of the Golden Tent collapsed at the first touch, causing countless casualties. Now they have reached the territory of the Yan Kingdom.
The reason for this is not only because this is the deserted man's last stand. If they cannot win, they will have no choice but to die and their entire family will perish.
Also, because the Huang people live in the far north, they are already physically strong, and they seem to have practiced some kind of demon sect technique recently, which has greatly improved their combat power. Even the worst Huang people can display their peak strength at the beginning. level, that’s why it can be so smooth.
Compared with the Protestant religion, which has been beaten to a semi-crippling state, there is no doubt that the Demon Sect is the old enemy of the Xiling Temple, and the two sides have been fighting for thousands of years.
So the temple issued an edict, calling on the followers of Haotian Dao and all countries in the world to aid the Yan Kingdom and resist the invasion of the barbarians.
Of course, the Xiling Temple has never relaxed at all in the pursuit of the Protestants.
It is said that someone has come out from the Taoist temple deep in Taoshan to completely destroy the Protestant religion and kill the former Taoist sect.
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The bottom of the sinkhole.
In a courtyard, Yu Liancheng was holding a piece of silk in his hand and looking at it carefully.
This piece of silk records the current turbulent situation, including several battles between the Protestant Church and the Xiling Temple, as well as several large-scale battles between the Huangren and the Golden Horde Royal Court and the Yan Kingdom.
"Both of these guys didn't disappoint me."
Yu Liancheng nodded with a smile. In the past, he passed on his unique skills to Ye Su and Tang in Washan, and now both of them are making huge waves in the world.
No one who can be called a walk in an unknown place is mediocre.
Thinking of this, Yu Liancheng raised his head and looked at the Buddhist walking Qinian who sent this silk.
"How is your practice of 'Thirty-two Phases' going?"
"Report to me, Buddha, except for the image of Tathagata, almost everything has been accomplished."
Qi Nian's expression was extremely respectful.
In his eyes, Yulian City is the sacred Buddha walking in the world, and he is willing to die for him at any time.
"Very good. From now on, you will be the head of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Academy. Go down and manage those guys who don't obey orders."
In the Tiankeng underground, there are many serfs who have been completely tamed by Buddhism, especially middle-aged and elderly people. From birth to old age and death, they are not affected by the Xuankong Temple all the time. They are the most fanatical believers of Buddhism, even more fanatical than the monks of the Xuankong Temple. . They believed firmly. If you suffer in this life, you can enter the sacred mountain and enjoy boundless joy in the next life.
Facing this group of serfs, we should not only kill them, but also be prepared for rebellion at any time.
So Yulian City planned to fight fire with poison, and let Qinian, a Buddhist monk, manage them and teach them Buddhist concepts. They only needed a little guidance to make them think that the Xuankong Temple on the mountain was a Buddhist heresy and not a true Buddhism. Then they would ignore it. All launched the most violent attack on the Xuankong Temple.
"yes."
Qi Nian retreated.
And after Qi Nian retreated, another graceful figure who was not stained by dust walked into the room. His voice was cold but as pleasant as a silver bell: "Qi Nian is a Buddhist practitioner. Do you really trust him?"
"I don't trust him, I just trust my 'Jingshen Dao'. It's not too easy for me to completely distort the spiritual beliefs of a person walking around the world. Of course, it's not too difficult either." Yu Liancheng's tone was dull. , then looked up at Lu Chenjia, who was as cold as ice and snow, with flowers and trees piled with snow, and raised the corner of his mouth: "But dealing with your kind of cave profound realm is much simpler, it only requires a thought. Let you stand in front of me It’s easy to learn how to crawl like a puppy.”
"You...you dare..."
Lu Chenjia's pretty face turned pale and she couldn't help but step back. If a person's spirit is distorted, flattering his enemies and ruthlessly attacking his companions, then it will be even worse than death.
The methods of the man in front of me were really terrifying.
"come over."
Yu Liancheng smiled and waved to Lu Chenjia.
Lu Chenjia snorted coldly and did not move.
"Come here." Yu Liancheng still smiled.
Lu Chenjia still stood still, gently smoothing Ruyun's hair with her delicate hands, and lowered her head slightly to hide the slight turmoil and panic in her heart.
"If you don't come over here, I'm going to spank you." Yu Liancheng said with a hint of eagerness in his tone.
Lu Chenjiabei bit her lips lightly. She knew that this guy could say it and do it. So he moved lightly and walked to Yulian City.
Yu Liancheng stood up and raised Lu Chenjia's pointed lower jaw. A small cherry mouth was smart and red, with two rows of thin teeth like braided shells. He evoked a playful smile: "Don't worry, I won't twist it." Your spirit, because that is very boring. But I really wonder whether you want revenge. Until now, you have never really seduced me. Or, in other words, you don’t dare at all because you are afraid that you will also fall into it. Among them, I’m sorry for Long Qing and I’m sorry for Qu Ni Madi.”
"You are overthinking." Lu Chenjia looked at Yuliancheng expressionlessly, like snow lotus on an iceberg: "I'm just not sure yet."
"Even if you are not sure, you should try it first. At least you should know how far behind you are."
Yu Liancheng smelled the fragrant fragrance of the girl, looked at Lu Chen Jia's petal-like lips, and moved closer.
But Lu Chenjia did not dodge, his face was as cold as frost, and his eyes looked at Yulian City, which was close to Chi Chi, without any ups and downs.
She slowly raised her slender hand, wanting to take advantage of this opportunity to avenge Long Qing and Aunt Qu Ni, but when her hand landed on Yu Liancheng's chest, she found that it was soft and without much strength.
After a long time, the lips parted.
Lu Chenjia gasped slightly, glared at Yu Liancheng, turned around and left: "Boqu, wait, one day, I will definitely kill you."
It seemed calm, but unfortunately, a touch of red on her crystal earlobes revealed her true feelings.
"I'll wait for you. I'll give you a chance to kill me." Yu Liancheng said with a smile on his face and a joking smile in his eyes: "Remember, it's only once."
"By the way, call Xiao Heizi over here again."
Lu Chenjia left without looking back.
After a while, Xiao Heizizhuoer came over.
In the past two months, Zhuoer led the serfs to conquer everywhere. His sword skills improved rapidly, and his whole temperament became more ruthless and fierce than before.
"Meet Mr. Yu." Zhuoer said respectfully.
Yu Liancheng sat down and said calmly: "Your sword skills have been perfected, and you can go back and take revenge."
Zhuoer suddenly raised his head, his eyes flashed with light. The hatred of the entire village being destroyed was unforgettable. How could he forget it? !
And since Mr. Yu asked him to go back for revenge, he thought that he already had the ability to take revenge, and he would never let him go back to die.
"Do you know who your enemy is?" Yu Liancheng said.
"Xiahou." Zhuoer gritted his teeth and said.
"Yes, Xiahou is your enemy, but Xiahou is just a puppet on the strings of the real culprit." Yu Liancheng said: "And the guy who controls Xiahou and has been hiding behind the scenes is an old man named Wei Guangming."
"Wei Guangming?" Zhuoer frowned slightly, obviously he had never heard of this name.
"This person is the Great Priest of Xiling from the Xiling Temple. This matter also involves a secret incident from more than ten years ago..."
Yu Liancheng sighed, and recounted what happened more than ten years ago, when Wei Guangming saw darkness shrouding Chang'an, and then ordered Xiahou to massacre the general's mansion and the border villa.
After hearing this, Zhuoer looked shocked.
He originally thought that the tragedy at the General's Mansion was related to a court battle, while the tragedy at the border was caused by Xia Hou killing a good man and taking credit, but he did not expect that such a secret matter would be involved.
"Wei, Guang, Ming!" His fists were clenched tightly, and his joints were crackling.
He did not believe that the so-called "son of Hades" came to the world. He only knew that his parents, relatives, and friends... all died in the border massacre.
From then on, he was homeless, filled with hatred all day long, and never had a peaceful night's sleep again. All the pain he suffered came from that guy named Wei Guangming.
"With your current strength, if you risk your life in a fight, it is very likely that you can defeat Xiahou. But Wei Guangming is now able to achieve enlightenment and has a level of cultivation that is rare in this world. You are no match for him."
"Then what sir means is..."
"Open your hands."
Zhuoer opened his hand, and suddenly a cicada chirped. A black cicada flew out from nowhere, landed on his hand, and then turned into a black page.
More and more black cicadas appear, turning into book pages.
After a moment, Zhuoer had a black book in his hand. On the title page of the book are the characters "Twenty-Three", which vaguely reveals a strange atmosphere.
"Go, take this book and go find Wei Guangming. He is in Chang'an, in the old pen studio in Chang'an." Yu Liancheng waved his hand.
"Yes." Zhuoer left, taking the black book named "Twenty-Three" to find his true enemy.
"It's time for me to prepare for the next step." Yu Liancheng held his right cheek with his hand, a thoughtful look between his brows. It will take some time to liberate the millions of serfs in the sinkhole. But currently, as the desolate people move south and the battle between the Xiling Temple and the desolate people begins, he has more important things to do, so the matters here will be put on hold for the time being.
in short.
He's going away for a while.
The army of herdsmen has been formed, and there is no need to worry about the so-called nobles.
As for the practitioners of Xuankong Temple, they also have military formations to deal with them. The only thing that makes him a little worried is the first lecture hall, which is above the five realms.
Beings above the Five Realms, even if they are trapped in thousands of troops, can easily break out of the siege and destroy everything. That is a real dimensionality reduction blow.
"The first lecture."
Yu Liancheng raised his head and looked far away in the direction of the so-called sacred mountain. He seemed to see an old monk wearing a bamboo hat and holding a tin staff, which was integrated with the earth.
"Forget it, before leaving, let's suppress this old monk first."
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Since the underground serf rebellion was out of control, the mountain road that must be passed up the mountain has been guarded by monks. Looking around, it is a bright and dazzling bald head, shining in the sun. There are estimated to be two to three hundred, and they are all practitioners who are at least in the realm of perception, and there are even several great practitioners in the realm of knowing fate.
The tens of millions of years of Buddhism are unimaginable to the outside world, second only to Zhi Shou Guan.
A monk is sitting on the mountain path. This monk's eyebrows are as tall as a ruler, and his deep eyes contain pure luster. His eyebrows are slightly frosted, and his forehead has deep wrinkles. His appearance is solemn, making it impossible for anyone to guess his true age. .
This monk was defended by capable monks, and his status was obviously of great importance.
In fact, this is indeed the case. He is the first Baoshu Master in the Discipline Academy of Xuankong Temple, and one of the highest-ranking people in the entire Xuankong Temple.
Suddenly, Master Baoshu opened his eyes with a brilliant light.
A handsome man wearing a black cassock came from a distance.
He clasped his hands together like a virtuous monk, smiled slightly and said: "Old monk, a good dog does not block the road. Get out of here quickly, Lord Buddha, I will send you down to reunite your whole family."
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