"This is?"
Wang Shichong stood up suddenly.
He walked to the railing in three or two steps and looked at the motionless figure floating in the air in the distance, with eyes that were both eager and frightened.
Grand masters such as Ouyang Xiyi, Wang Tong, Chao Gongcuo, etc. were all stunned and unable to move for a long time.
What ambitions, what glory and wealth, after seeing the figure standing in the void like a god, all thoughts were gone.
"Surprisingly, we are actually competing with this kind of people for the world, so what else are we fighting for?"
A rough man was immersed in drinking and eating. At this time, the wine was flowing down his cheeks and wet his clothes. He didn't pay attention to it and said in a dull voice.
After a while, the Great Confucian King General sighed: "Who dares to say that he is a devil with such an amazing talent and beauty? Who dares to say that he is the devil? This time the Buddhists and Taoists have kicked a big iron plate, and I don't know how it will end, hahaha..."
"Brother Wang, there is no need to worry about them. Every thousand years, a saint is born, and they all suppress an era.
Although Buddhism and Taoism sometimes become silent, they will never die. They have many methods. "
Ouyang Xiyi had a smile in his eyes.
But my heart is full of bitterness.
In the hall, she was immersed in her own world, playing the piano and singing to Shang Xiufang, her eyes becoming intoxicated.
Unknowingly, the sound of the piano changed and became exciting and exciting, which was incompatible with the mood of everyone in the hall.
…
In the Ziwei Palace, You Chuhong was leaning on a dragon head crutch, her figure looked a little more stooped, and she sighed and said: "The situation is over!"
Next to her, a tall woman with a delicate face and a sword carrying a sword held You Chuhong's arm, her big eyes twitching, and suddenly said: "Grandma, there is no enmity between our family and the one in the south. In fact, it's not the case either." No chance."
As soon as these words came out, the 13-year-old little emperor sitting on the dragon throne not far away suddenly turned very ugly and his body started to tremble.
If not even the Dugu family supports him.
Not to mention fighting Yang Lin, even fighting Wang Shichong would be a dead end.
Where should he go?
"Not necessarily, You Aiqing, you, haven't you noticed that the Four Holy Monks and the Master of Jingzhai have also arrived? Maybe... maybe..."
Although the little emperor is young, he is also very well-behaved on weekdays. He does whatever others say.
He is extremely intelligent and considerate, which is why the Dugu family tries their best to help him.
However, at this time, Yang Tong no longer cared about acting against his nature. He was unwilling to accept it.
The emperor's grandfather Yang Guang died in the hands of that man. He didn't even think about taking revenge. He was completely defeated and had no chance anymore.
"it's useless."
You Chuhong sighed and shook his head, "Your Majesty, if you look closely, the four holy monks still have fighting spirit.
Although Fan Qinghui is arrogant and arrogant, she is exquisite in life and good at leveraging others' strength. However, she has never been a true Buddhist who risked her life to die.
When things are impossible, she knows how to do it better than anyone else.
You Chuhong has lived for so many years and is used to seeing life and death, as well as the various choices many people make at the moment of life and death.
Throughout her life, she rarely misjudged people.
At this time, there is no mistaking the four holy monks and the Master of Jingzhai.
…
After the restaurant collapsed, not only many drinkers appeared.
One nun and four monks also appeared.
Five masters.
While everyone was running around, the five of them remained motionless.
Four old monks with fluttering white beards stand according to the directions of southeast, north, and four elephants.
One person points out his finger, another person lifts the stick, one person raises his palm and bows far away, and another person stretches his palm forward.
All the moves were only halfway done. The Infinite Demon Sealing Array was just halfway completed, and the golden light immediately rolled back.
Sawdust fell on the ground and was spread on the four monks. Each of them smiled bitterly.
"The prince's divine power is invincible. He has actually cultivated the realm of heaven and humans. He is the supreme sect. However, the old monks and others are outrageous."
Daoxin, the fourth ancestor of Zen Buddhism, was skilled in Bodhidharma's hand. He took advantage of the situation and held it close to his chest. He bowed and said, "Young monks are blind and do not recognize the true Buddha. I have offended you a lot. Please forgive me."
Shhh…
When everyone heard this, they all burst into uproar.
This is cowardly.
Then came Venerable Emperor Xin of the Huayan Sect. He shook his Zen staff and followed Heshi's salute. He said with a smile: "He Shibi chooses his own people. At this moment, the prince comes in person. It is destiny. Destiny is impermanent, and Buddha is merciful. .”
Li Shimin was unable to move at the side. When he heard this, his whole body shook wildly. He opened his mouth wide and wanted to say something, but no words came out.
Shi Feixuan held the hilt of the sword with her fingers, and the cloth wrapped around the hilt of Se Kong had water marks on it, but she finally did not draw the sword.
With a long sigh, he looked at Li Shimin with pity and slowly untied the package from behind.
Before she could present it, she heard Yang Lin chuckle and say: "But, I killed Ning Daoqi and also killed Kong. Isn't that a big demon? Also, I heard that you have never been a demon. Two sides."
Master Jiaxiang of the Sanlunzong Sect quietly retracted the one-finger meditation he had pointed out earlier without any hostility on his part: "Senior Brother Liaokong was good at practicing closed-mouth meditation in his early years, which is a violation of the precept of lying.
His tongue and tongue are unclear, his eyesight is unclear, and he regards the Buddha as a great demon. This is really wrong and it would be better if he died. "
The wisdom master of the Tiantai Sect did not smile, but just bowed respectfully and said with a straight face: "In a thousand years, a saint will be born to save all sentient beings and restore peace to the world.
At this time, there will always be great demons and troubles in the world. It is normal for Brother Ning Dao to make a mistake, but it is a pity. "
I love hearing this.
Yang Lin's eyes were indifferent, neither sad nor happy.
He had already guessed this ending.
It is easy to kill the thieves in the mountains, but it is difficult to kill the thieves in the heart.
It's easy to kill people, but it's hard to kill people.
Everyone in the world calls himself the Great Demon King, who has the power to revolutionize the world and take measures to overturn everything. Even if he has a hundred mouths, he still can't explain it clearly.
In particular, with the two sects of Bai Dao, Buddhism and Taoism fueling the flames, it is impossible to argue even if you want to.
Because people all over the world have become accustomed to identifying with masters like Bai Dao.
What they say is what it says.
Faced with this situation where everyone is talking about gold.
Besides killing to silence him, of course he had a better way.
That is, forcing the other party to change their words.
As long as these "people of insight" all agree and praise it together.
Those ignorant people will foolishly change their minds.
Saints, devils, Buddhas and gods are nothing more than fooling the world with their mouths.
He turned to look at the gentle, dignified, kind and compassionate nun, and said with a smile: "Master Fanzhai is here today, but for the sake of co-mastership of destiny, I don't know what Jingzhai thinks."
The nun smiled sweetly. She looked like she was no longer young, but she smiled as cutely and sweetly as if she were seventeen or eighteen years old. There was an indescribable sweetness in her voice: "Your Majesty, everyone is looking forward to your return. I am here just to witness the peace and harmony." The chosen master of the Clan Bidai falls into the hands of the prince, which is of course destiny.
Concubine Xuan, since the prince values you, I will serve you sincerely from now on, without any second thoughts, for the sake of all people in the world and for the future generations. "
Fan Qinghui said the last sentence more harshly.
Because she knew that although her female disciple looked docile, she was actually very hard and cold in her bones, and she served the Buddha sincerely.
If he didn't explain it clearly to her, she might draw her sword and fight with all her might.
It doesn't matter if you try your best, even if you die, it's still heroic.
However, if this person is provoked to show his demonic power and his anger reaches the level of Buddhism, then something big will happen.
Buddhism in the south was transformed, monks migrated, and faith became sparse.
But no matter what, their beliefs are still free. Generally speaking, they just need to work.
In history, there are no kings who have wielded the butcher's knife.
Before being stabbed to death, that kind of person would have a lot of heads to kill.
If the powerful patron king in front of him couldn't think about it for a moment, and carried out the strategy of destroying Buddhism in anger, he might really be able to kill all the Buddhist forces.
Just because he is the supreme master, with the body of heaven and man, no one can stop him.
"Yes, Master."
Master Fei Xuan responded in a deep voice, and for some reason, she shed two lines of tears.
She bowed and presented the untied lead box, which contained Heshibi.
In my mind, I remembered the first time we met in the south.
What the other person said.
"There is no fear of destiny, no fear of ancestors."
At that time, what did I say, "Then I'll wait for your methods."
Well, I really can't afford this method.
Look at the four great sage monks in the world and look down on their knees.
Seeing his master forcing a smile on his face, he had no choice but to give away the apprentice he had worked so hard to raise alive.
What she felt at this time was not humiliation, but sadness.
"Maybe, this is destiny."
Thinking of the immortal Taoist priest who protected her all the way to the south, Shi Feixuan could no longer control her emotions.
…
March 12th, no wind but rain.
The patron king Yang Lin appeared in Luoyang with Kong Zhiwei, who killed the great master Ning Daoqi and the abbot of Jingnian Zen Sect.
He subdued the four holy monks with one hand, forced the master of Cihang Jingzhai to sacrifice his female disciples with his own hands, and forcibly seized the wall of Heshi.
Wang Shichong of Luoyang did not send any troops and watched the whole process without daring to intervene.
On the 13th, Yang Lin took Shi Feixuan and Li Shimin, civil and military officials from Tiance Mansion, and went south to Jiangdu, attracting the attention of the whole world.
At this point, no one calls out the name of the Great Demon King anymore.
The name of Martial Saint Yang Lin is resounding throughout the world.
However, during the meeting in Luoyang, the wisdom master of the Tiantai Sect once said that in the next thousand years, whenever a saint is born, there will be great demons and chaos.
Since Yang Lin is called a saint, who is the big devil?
This public case began with military training in Jiangdu and the sword pointed at Jiangbei.
When Li Yuan, Dou Jiande, Li Mi and Wang Shichong were beaten to the point where their human brains turned into dog brains, clues gradually emerged.
The thirteen-year-old young emperor Yang Tong, who was originally imprisoned in the palace by Wang Shichong, suddenly took action for unknown reasons, captured Wang Shichong, killed the great Confucian Wang Tong and Ouyang Xiyi, and shocked Chao Gang.
He took control of an army of 300,000 people, went out of the city to fight, and killed Li Mi with his own hands in front of the battle line.
Then cover up and kill.
Kill thirteen generals and break seven formations.
At this point, Wagang was defeated.
Witnesses said that although Yang Tong looked only thirteen years old, when he struck, he was extremely powerful and his eyes were blood red.
Black mist surrounds the body, like a ghost or a god...
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