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Chapter 51 Buddha said: I shall go to hell
Outside Beiyue Pavilion.

"Open the crossbow!"

As a general of the forbidden army shouted orders, a hole suddenly opened in the dense army formation, revealing a group of forbidden troops.

Those were three hundred soldiers wielding hundreds of heavy crossbows from ground-level institutions. At this moment, all the crossbows were in place, and the crossbows were pointing at the ghost monk Xuandu in the sky above.

"put!"

As the general waved his arms and shouted again, a hundred thick long crossbows surrounded by golden lights shot out instantly, shooting towards the ghost monk at an astonishing speed.

The heavy crossbows of prefecture-level organs are sharp weapons for killing and cutting, but because of the high cost, the entire imperial army is only equipped with [-] of them.

In the face of the volley of a hundred heavy crossbows, the ninth-rank powerhouse can only dodge, and they may not be able to dodge.

However, the ghost monk didn't know whether he lost his mind and didn't know how to dodge, or he didn't bother to dodge, so he didn't even move.

Seeing that the crossbow was approaching and was about to shoot it into a hornet's nest, the black mist behind the ghost monk suddenly enveloped him.

When the crossbow shot into the black mist, it seemed to be trapped in a quagmire, and the speed suddenly became slower than that of a turtle, and the golden light lingering on the crossbow cone became extremely dim like a candle in the wind.

"Om mani padme hum!"

Following a strange incantation, a piece of golden light suddenly shot out from the black mist, and shattered a hundred crossbow bolts.

The mysterious golden light and the strange black mist appeared on one person at the same time, and it was so powerful, it was really strange. It was no wonder that Xuandu had the title of Ghost Monk.

"All living beings are suffering, and the Buddha is reborn. Amitabha!"

The figure of the ghost monk reappeared again, his words seemed to have a Zen meaning, but his eyes were full of murderous intent, and his face was even more ferocious like a ghost.

At the same time as the words fell, the ghost monk's clasped palms suddenly turned around and slapped fiercely towards Beiyue Pavilion.

Seeing the bigger and bigger golden palm prints, Bai Wudang's face changed, and in a hurry, he used the talent of psychic psychic again to drive the trees around Beiyue Pavilion to quickly surround Beiyue Pavilion, as if covered with a layer of emerald green and Strong wooden barrier.

When the golden palm print, which had expanded to a radius of more than ten feet, collided with the top layer of the wooden barrier, a loud bang suddenly sounded, and then saw leaves falling and dust filling the air, and more than a hundred people from the nearby Forbidden Army were also violently Violently kicked off.

As for the Beiyue Pavilion, although it was protected by the barrier as a whole, there was no big defect, but an irregular hole with a radius of one zhang was blasted out on the top floor, and Bai Wudang disappeared, obviously he was driven into the attic.

"The Buddha said: If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?"

The ghost monk whispered a word with a dull expression, and then stepped in from the hole.

……

Jinhong Temple viewing site.

"Abbot! This is definitely a conspiracy planned by the emperor! Including the uncle's movements, they are all managed by the imperial hawks!"

"That's right! Otherwise it doesn't make sense at all!"

"But what does the imperial court want to do? Do they want to get rid of me, Jinhong Temple?"

"Joke! My Jinhong Temple has stood for 800 years, so they can destroy it if they want?"

When all the senior officials of Jinhong Temple were discussing uncomfortably, they suddenly felt that the ground began to tremble slightly, and there was a faint rumbling sound approaching. This movement even overwhelmed the momentum of the imperial guards besieging and killing members of the Shangfa sect in the distance.

"what happened?!"

"Report! Abbot! It's the imperial court's cavalry guards! They are coming here!"

Hearing the words "Tiqi Guards", Xuankong and the others changed their expressions instantly.

As the first heavy cavalry of the Great Zhou, no one would be unaware of its horror.

If the Tiqi Guards were to attack them in this flat place, it would definitely be a disaster for them!
Because they have neither geographical advantages nor defensive and blocking equipment, it is impossible to stop them.

"The evil court! God damn dog emperor! The poor monk fought with them!"

Huitong, the head of Arhat Academy, gritted his teeth and cursed angrily, and the others were also full of anger and righteous indignation.

However, Abbot Xuankong was stunned for a while, and finally let out a long sigh, his face seemed to have aged a lot in an instant.

"Amitabha."

"Let the disciples give up resistance, this is a well-arranged death situation, put down your weapons or have a chance to survive."

"Abbot, what are you talking about?"

Huitong glared angrily, trembling with anger.

"My Jinhong Temple is a sacred place of Buddhism and the leader of the Buddhism of the Great Zhou Dynasty. How can we surrender to the despicable emperor?!"

"So what about death? Even if we die today, the atrocities of the tyrant and the court will spread throughout the world! At that time, Huixin can also call on the heroes of the world to attack the tyrant and overthrow the tyranny!"

After the words fell, Huitong turned around and left.

"Brothers, please follow me to meet the enemy!"

After the other four heads looked at each other, three of them finally left, and only Huiming, the head of the Bodhidharma Academy, stayed behind after hesitating for a while.

"Abbot..."

"Oh, let them go. My Buddha is merciful..."

Xuankong closed his eyes and proclaimed the Buddha's name, with a painful and helpless expression on his face.

After tonight, Shang Fazong will be expelled, Jinhong Temple's vitality will be greatly damaged, and the imperial court will take advantage of the reason and become famous.

Under such circumstances, it is almost impossible to stir up the situation in the world and fight against the imperial court.

However, Huitong and the others were already dazzled by anger, and they didn't want to think about it.

……

In the lake in front of Beiyue Pavilion, figures slowly poked their heads out of the water, and then cautiously touched the lakeside, while hiding under the cover of weeds.

"Boss, do we still need to go? That's a ghost monk. He personally assassinated the emperor, so he shouldn't miss it, right?"

The black shadow known as the leader also hesitated, and after hesitating for a while, he gritted his teeth.

"Let's take a look before we talk."

"Huh? What does it taste like?"

As a pungent smell rushed into his nostrils, a man in black frowned.

When he turned his head and saw the bleeding necks of the two companions behind him, his eyes widened instantly, and at the same time, a chill came directly from the soles of his feet to his mind.

There are obviously no outsiders around, how could their people die?

Just when he was about to scream out, he suddenly caught a glimpse of his own shadow, something seemed wrong.

And this was also his last sliver of consciousness, because a sharp meniscus dagger silently wiped off his throat, and his death was no different from that of his companion.

In fact, such encounters do not only happen here.

When the leader of the men in black realized something was wrong, most of the hundred or so people he had brought were killed, and only twenty or so were left alive.

Looking at the corpses that didn't even make a movement before the tragic death, all the living people were all dead.

"Damn! Who is it?! Have the guts to get out!"

The leader of the man in black roared angrily with a knife in his hand, sweat dripped from his forehead to the tip of his nose, and then dripped from the tip of his nose to his mouth, but he didn't dare to be distracted in the slightest.

"C-boss, could it be, is it Nightmare?"

A man in black asked tremblingly, and the arm holding the weapon couldn't help shaking.

They are not afraid of death, but this strange way of death makes them fear instinctively.

"Impossible! Nightmare demons don't have the habit of wiping their necks. If they were really rank nine nightmare demons, they wouldn't leave us with scars."

"Fraudster! I see you! Come out!"

The leader of the man in black pretended to be calm, but the response he received was that the throats of eight of his subordinates were wiped off.

But it was this shot that made him finally catch a trace.

It was a figure, rising from the shadow of his subordinates, and then quickly blending into the shadow.

After all, he is a master of the late eighth stage, and his spirit is quite keen.

However, despite the discovery, he was not happy at all.

Because this kind of existence was so weird, he didn't know how to find it out.

What's more, the opponent has at least eight people.

"Ahhh! Die!"

In the extremely depressing atmosphere of terror, finally a man in black couldn't bear it, shouting and slashing wildly with his weapon.

The leader of the man in black was about to yell and stop, when he suddenly felt a chill in his throat, and at the same time, he quickly slashed back with his knife.

However, his knife only cut the air, but his throat was cut without any accident...

At the same time, scenes like this are quietly being staged elsewhere.

For example, the newly dug secret passage under the Beiyue Pavilion, such as a residential building with a high wall two miles away from the Beiyue Pavilion, and so on.

This is the second time that Huangquan Pavilion has made a large-scale attack, and the weirdness of its means is really shocking.

Beiyue Pavilion.

Looking at the ghost monk who was frozen in place and motionless, and then at Zhou Xin who put his sword back into its sheath and was extremely calm, the somewhat embarrassed Bai Wudang and Leng Yun were full of horror, and it was difficult to recover for a long time.

Just now they just felt the entire attic suddenly go dark, and at the same time they caught a glimpse of a flash of purple sword light, and after that, the menacing ghost monk Xuandu, who was approaching like a demon, was knocked down.

Although the ghost monk seemed to be still alive, he had obviously been severely injured, and his consciousness had already fallen into a coma.

And all of this was because of His Majesty's knife?

The two were shocked and confused, because in their impression, His Majesty seemed to be only at the fourth or fifth rank, why did he suddenly become so terrifying?
Is this also the benefit of His Majesty's "connection with the Daoist"?

"Hand him over to Master Yanjia to see if he can integrate the Qilin soul. If he can, then he will be the commander of the Qilin Guard in the future. If he fails, just kill him."

Zhou Xin ordered in a low voice, as if he just dealt with a little sparrow casually.

The fact is the same, he is now at the mid-ninth stage of cultivation, and the heaven-level kung fu combined with the heaven-human level of the heaven-level martial arts have made his true strength reach an unfathomable level.

At least, the ghost monk who has been immersed in the realm of consummation for two or thirty years can't last ten breaths in front of him.

As for why he was able to take down the ghost monk with one move, it was because the ghost monk was in a state of loss of control, and he was using a saber technique that was specifically aimed at the sea of ​​consciousness, so the ghost monk would only get hit all at once when he was unprepared.

Right now, the ghost monk has become a vegetable-like existence.

And there is something in the Qilin Body Secret Essentials that specifically targets this kind of "leaker" in the soul, which can make the opponent a kind of existence like a puppet, which is equivalent to endowing it with a consciousness that can be manipulated.

That thing is called the unicorn soul.

"only!"

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　Thank you (Star B Sea) for your reward~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)