Journey to the West I am the Demon Lord of Hundred Eyes

Chapter 278 Jinyun Mountain was robbed, Buddhism finally ended

Wu Ming, who was sitting in the Hall of the True King, suddenly felt a strong and strange aura. He was very close to him, and the divine eyes between his brows suddenly opened.

"It seems that with Tubo's recovery, some unknown existences have quietly emerged."

So is Tuber's recovery to cover up these existences?
Wu Ming didn't dare to think about it for a while.

Immediately after standing up, a door appeared on the single horn on his forehead, and he directly left the ghost country without going through the door.

Jinyun Mountain, Hot Spring Temple.

All the officers and soldiers surrounded the mountain gate, and a group of monks were standing in front of the gate with sticks in their hands.

The strength of Hot Spring Temple is far worse than that of Jinyun Temple, and it is a latecomer, otherwise it should be called Hot Spring Mountain.

The monks in the temple did not receive any news from Chang'an, but they were blocked.

The abbot and elders of the Hot Spring Temple are gathering together with sad faces.

"Hold on for now, the senior brothers of Jinyun Temple should send someone to resolve this matter."

The abbot of Wenquan Temple said that they were just younger brothers of Jinyun Temple, and it is impossible for the government to come to them now and refuse to save them.

But Zhang Bin and the officers and soldiers outside the door didn't have this patience, so they wanted to break in directly, and the monks who guarded the courtyard immediately fought with the officers and soldiers.

The military officer in charge immediately waved his hands when he saw this, and a group of archers stepped forward, and the officers and soldiers retreated. Arrows rained down in an instant. Although those monks had learned some magical powers, they were not indestructible. They all fell to the ground with arrows.

"Amitabha."

The abbot and several eminent monks couldn't bear it immediately, they didn't want their disciples to die, a faint Buddha's light shot out from the temple with the sound of the Buddha's name, and the arrows shot by the archers all fell to the ground powerlessly in mid-air.

"I also hope that all benefactors will be merciful and don't commit murder in the pure land of Buddhism."

The abbot of Wenquan Temple walked out of the mountain gate wearing cassock and holding a Zen stick, surrounded by a group of elders and eminent monks.

"Then please cooperate with all the eminent monks. Your Majesty has an order. The monk Dao'an of the Hot Spring Temple is rebellious. He should have copied and beheaded all over the temple. However, the emperor's benevolence is unwilling to kill. He only demolishes the Buddhist temple, burns the Buddhist statues and classics, and the monks return to the vulgar. The abbot will not Block it?"

The military officer said to the abbot of the hot spring temple with a smile.

"Abbot, let's fight, there are only a few hundred mortals in the area, and it won't take long for them to be driven down the mountain if they use their supernatural powers."

An elder beside him said, but the abbot asked rhetorically, "I can expel one time, but what about the second time and the third time? Hundreds of people are not to be feared, but what about thousands of people?"

The elder was speechless for a while.

As the abbot said, they may not be afraid of officers and soldiers if they have profound morals, but what about their disciples?Besides, isn't such behavior an enemy of the imperial court? Will the world still believe in Buddhism?Even if there is a change of dynasty, which king would let Buddhism preach as long as there are such evil deeds?

"Please, general, don't hurt the monks in the temple."

The military officer smiled and said: "As long as there is no crime, it will not be difficult for him. Come and move out all the property in the temple. Oh, and the golden paint on the Buddha statue will also be scraped."

"Yes."

A group of officers and soldiers rushed into the temple like wolves and tigers, and they were most willing to do this kind of work.

Zhang Bin was relieved to see that the hot spring temple was so easy and casual. It is good for these monks to know each other, otherwise death and injury will inevitably occur in the fight.

Then he led five hundred officers and soldiers straight to the Jinyun Temple on the top of the mountain.

When he came to the temple, Zhang Bin suddenly realized that something was wrong. The huge temple knew that the imperial soldiers were going up the mountain, but there was no movement at all. This is really unreasonable.

As a soldier, the school lieutenant on the side also said cautiously: "Master Daoist, is there an ambush?"

Zhang Bin looked at the closed temple gate, which faintly looked like a huge mouth full of fangs.

Immediately, he drew out his Dharma sword, pinched the silver seal formula, and all the officers and soldiers broke open the gate and broke into the temple, but it was empty, not to mention a monk, even a monk's hair was not there.

"Oh? Could it be that these bald donkeys ran away early?"

The school lieutenant officer said from the side.

Zhang Bin did not say a word, broke into a few Zen rooms, and saw quilts, clothes, etc., and a lot of Buddhist scriptures. There was no sign of fleeing in a hurry in the whole temple. Disappeared.

"Master Dao, this saves us trouble."

Zhang Bin frowned, and tightened his sword in his hand: "General Xu, don't you think it's too quiet, your soldiers are not so knowledgeable."

Only then did the general realize that something was wrong. It was common for his subordinates to break some pots and pans, but now nothing happened.

"alert."

Dozens of soldiers beside him immediately drew out their long knives, and looked around like eagles and wolves.

A layer of gray mist suddenly spread from all directions.

"Everyone close to me."

Using both hands and feet, Zhang Bin immediately drew a magic circle on the spot to cover everyone in it.

snort~
The magic circle lasted only for a moment before it was broken. Zhang Bin was greatly shocked. He was too good to be his opponent!
Even if he wanted to fly away, it was a pity that the magic power surrounded by the fog seemed to be malfunctioning, the yin and yang and five elements were all disordered, and Taoism was difficult to be effective.

"Master, what shall we do?"

There were only a few people left beside the captain, and the rest disappeared under the mist.

Zhang Bin saw sweat on his forehead, and when he was at a loss what to do, a dark portal appeared.

A creature with a single horn on its head and divine eyes walked out of the door.

Zhang Bin was overjoyed and said, "I pay homage to Master."

Several other officers and soldiers also rushed forward to ask the immortal for help.

Wu Ming ignored it, but looked at the faint mist around him, as if he was afraid that he would not dare to approach.

"I never thought it would be a big guy."

If Wu Ming is not mistaken, the mist is formed by this monster, and if it spreads, it will be even more massive.

He raised his hand to put Zhang Bin and the others away with the pottery technique, otherwise he might not care about them in a fight, he couldn't see through the strength of this monster.

First, he made a call for the wind and rain, and the billowing wind blew from the mountain, whistling and rolling up countless vegetation and tiles, but it couldn't disperse the gray fog.

Then I tried sky thunder and real fire, but neither could damage it.

The mist billowed, as if mocking Wu Ming for being overwhelmed.

The officers, soldiers and monks in the mountains couldn't help but raise their heads. The top of the mountain was sometimes windy and sometimes thundering. This is what happened.
Now Wu Ming is not sure what the origin of this monster is, and he doesn't show his real body and doesn't run away. Could it be that he has eaten too much and can't run away?

Based on his observation, the demon seemed to be not very intelligent, and then he took out a jade bottle, and Wu Ming was going to take him back to the ghost country.

The monster seemed to feel the crisis, and the gray mist immediately dissipated into the mountains after digesting.

Seeing the opportunity, Wu Ming would let it go, and several golden light flying swords shot out from his eyes and slashed towards the fog. He reached out to grab a few clouds of gray fog and gathered them with the jade bottle.

This is the first time I have encountered such monsters, and I can take some back to study them carefully, but the rest of the gray mist has long since dissipated in the mountains and disappeared.

Wu Ming released Zhang Bin and the others, reminding them that the demon had already left, and most of the monks in Jinyun Temple had been eaten by it, so he returned to Youdu Ghost Country.

"Thank you, master."

Zhang Bin rejoiced that he came to pay respects to his master and his old man first on this trip, and then he ordered people to mobilize people from the mountainside to go up the mountain to search Jinyun Temple again.

Then two flames shot up into the sky, and the 200-year-old temple disappeared in smoke.

(End of this chapter)