Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 259 258. Heretics
After the side hall of Xianfeng Temple, there is a mountain road with no buildings. After passing this road, you can officially enter the Buddhist complex of Xianfeng Temple.

After the four of them walked out of the side hall, the black hat raccoon jumped onto the roof consciously.

He still needs to go one step ahead to investigate the situation and rule out the stationed ninjas.

But before he left, Lan En explained to him that something was wrong and they met immediately.

The ninjas in the front hall were cleaned up, but all professional ninjas would be alerted by this phenomenon.

Three warriors with low mobility were marching on the regular road.

Old Robert was like an empty armor, lifeless, moving forward dully.

Lan En's face was calm, but the supernatural senses of the witcher were always in operation.

Now his entire field of vision is in an unusually bright and highly saturated state.

As for Yixin Wei, who was walking at the end, although he was a skinny old man wearing a tengu face, his leisurely posture looked no different from an outing.

But the fingertips that tapped on the handle of the knife at his waist maintained a high degree of sensitivity.

If he wanted to, then the next time he tapped with his fingertips, an exaggerated airflow blade drawing technique would directly burst out from that golden steel swimming dragon knife.

Things didn't go as Lan En expected. When they walked out of the side hall, they were immediately surrounded by vigilant monks and ninjas.

On the contrary, the surrounding area was eerily quiet.

"Just relax, Lane."

Wei Ming Yixin, who has been fighting for a long time, is actually more experienced than the young witcher expert in this situation.

The old man smiled like an old cat about to rush into a rat's nest and kill it.

"The terrain is not spacious enough now, and the enemy's numerical advantage is not easy to use. They will meet us further back and on a larger terrain."

Lan En unobtrusively turned off his high-powered witcher senses.

"So, we have to fight with them at the place chosen by the enemy? Traps, positions... are all determined by the enemy?"

"Otherwise?" The old man smiled indifferently. "Isn't that how 'siege warfare' is fought? If you want to win the final victory, you have to run over the enemy's traps and countermeasures one by one?"

"I'm afraid it won't be so, it's just not elegant enough." Lan En also twisted his neck indifferently.

"But now we are in Dongying Weiming, you are a local expert, you have the final say."

The three of them had reached a wooden corridor on a cliff.

Going forward, there is a large open space, and then there is the Xianfeng Temple complex.

The footsteps on the wooden floor were steady and steady, and the sunlight slanted on the three of them one by one from the grille of the wooden corridor.

In the environment, there is not even the sound of birds singing, and the signal that the black hat raccoon should report safety once every 10 minutes is gone.

Lan En looked at the end of the wooden corridor, the dividing line between shadow and sunlight, and his left hand had already grasped the edge of the scabbard at his waist.

Wei Ming's smiling face under Yixin's mask grew bigger and bigger.

And old Robert's posture changed from a slow walk to a trot.

Going out from the exit of the wooden corridor, there is no twists and turns.

The three of them continued to walk towards the building complex in the large open terrain without any twists and turns.

However, when the three of them walked to the very center of the land.
More than 50 flying props, projected towards the three of them overwhelmingly with the sound of howling wind!

Old Robert roared, "You devils!"

After that, he opened his arms wide and let his armor face the projectiles hard.

The armor casting technology in Europe in this world is far superior to that in Japan. Except for the impact force, these projectiles can't hurt the old Robert in the armor at all.

A dazzling knife light suddenly flashed out from Wei Ming Yixin's scabbard.

This knife light drew a flexible arc in the air, and several sparks hit the arc, and then all the projectiles coming towards the tengu-faced old man were bounced away.

Even if you are only wearing commoner clothes or coir raincoats, no matter how sharp the flying knives miss, it will not hurt you.

Lan En's actions are more similar to the combination of the two.

The knife in his hand fended off these long-range weapons lightly.And the other hand took advantage of the situation and grabbed it amidst the howling wind in the air.

After the wind of projectiles subsided, the witcher looked at the weapon he had caught.

It was a Buddhist Buddha wheel the size of half a palm.

It was supposed to be a solemn, enlightened symbol used in Buddhist rituals and decorations.But in the hands of the monks of Xianfeng Temple today, the compassionate Buddha wheel has become a long-range hidden weapon.

Now, even the materialistic Lan En couldn't help but curse in a low voice with no expression on his face.

"This is really... an evil heretic!"

Throwing the Buddha wheel from his hand, Wei Ming Yixin laughed lowly.

"That's right, 'evil demons and heretics'. These monks have already violated the highest precepts in Buddhism. So even if we kill them all, the Bodhisattva will not blame them."

The precepts of Buddhism are nothing more than "killing, stealing, prostitution, and lying."That is: killing, stealing, adultery, lying.

And higher than these four precepts, even higher than all evil deeds in the context of Buddhism, it can be called the biggest and worst karma, since falling into heresy!

From believers to unbelievers.

From a believer in Buddhism to a believer in others.

In the current Xianfeng Temple, the monks believe in doing good deeds and cultivating the afterlife compared to the Buddha.There is no doubt that they believe in the practical 'immortality'!
On the surrounding buildings, rocks, and branches of this open space, tens of hundreds of people stood up.

Just like Kurokata Tanuki's explanation, among them are the Ranba crowd, the monk of Xianfeng Temple, and the man in the bamboo hat holding a double-headed naginata.

It seemed that because of Lan En and Wei Ming's single-minded evaluation, these people who were still dressed as monks finally became angry, and they couldn't even maintain their dead expressions.

A monk with a turban and a curtain, and what seemed to be a few bamboo dragonflies tied around his waist shouted loudly.

"People in the world of mortals, dare to talk nonsense about outsiders?! You broke into my Xianfeng Temple today. I think you are the evil heretics who are going to destroy the Buddhist practice!"

"Kill them!"

The light body leaps up from a high place and falls again.

The man's shadow even covered the sun for a moment, covering the bodies of the three of them in darkness.

But there is no doubt that all three of them said that this is what they came for!
"Demon! Die!"

Old Robert's half-arched body made it hard to believe that a body wearing full plate armor could keep the center of gravity so low.

At this time, he is more like a beast in terms of bone and muscle structure!
The giant sword whizzed, and rushed towards a tree as thick as a human's thigh without even waiting for the figure to fall!
The giant steel sword almost didn't use chopping, but directly smashed the tree!

The Luanbo people who were standing on the tree swayed and fell down.

Wei Mingyixin's gold and steel traveling dragon knife was put back into its sheath at some point, at this time he lowered his body and assumed a posture of Iai.

The demon hunter took out a bottle of [Thunder], which can increase the explosive power of muscles, from the alchemy pouch on his back, and poured it down with his head raised.

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