Comprehensive website: From the Classic of Mountains and Seas to ancient times

Chapter 164 Buddhism is robbing people

The ghost country's reaction was very slow, probably because it had been king and hegemon for too long and had lost the vigilance it should have.

After Mu Yi successfully used Asura warriors to fish three waves and killed thousands of ghost soldiers, the ghost country seemed to react.

Just when Mu Yi repeated his trick for the fourth time, the ghost soldiers following the Asura warriors were finally no longer a small group of troops, but a large army.

Based on what the Asura warriors could see, a large army poured out from the city gate.

Amidst the overflowing sinister aura, arrays holding iron shields and spears came out of the city gate to form a formation and gathered outside the city wall.

Under the reflection of the desolate land and the dim sky, the black ghost soldiers formed a wave-like array, ready to crush the troublesome enemies with the will to kill.

The death knell on the city wall was tolling violently, and giant beasts gathered together, quietly crawling on one side, and followed the army on the expedition.

Along with the chanting of scriptures, relics were suspended in the air, and a fierce but revealing Buddha's nature gradually solidified. Relying on the relics, the Yaksha God was sending his blessings.

They are completely different from the ghosts who dominate the mountains. Even from Mu Yi's perspective, this army of ghost soldiers is among the elite.

Mu Yi took the three thousand Yin soldiers who had changed their uniforms and began to move in a roundabout way from the other direction. It was impossible to fight head-on.

"Why are you back?" The ghost general on the city wall tilted his head and looked at Mu Yi. He felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't explain it.

The Yin soldiers have almost no such concerns. They themselves are selected from ghosts, and there is actually no essential difference between them and these ghosts.

Mu Yi swaggered back to the city wall with three thousand Yin soldiers. This was also the reason why he did not bring the Dong Dao soldiers. After all, the Dong Dao soldiers were living people. No matter how they disguised themselves, there was a clear gap between them and the real ghost soldiers. .

The Ghost King who had just jumped off the city wall was stunned for a moment, then raised his head and looked into the Netherworld Mountains.

He is neither King Xiang nor a champion. It is too difficult to defeat an enemy dozens of times his own.

"It was actually broken?" The burly Ghost King found it difficult to perform. It was a magical technique passed down by the Yasha God. How could it be broken so easily?

The burly Ghost King, who was afraid of Mu Yi's escape, immediately called on the evil ghost cavalry under his command and galloped towards him in the direction he had just sensed.

The spiritual link was broken, Mu Yi squinted his eyes, and a black line actually appeared on his soul. The flames of burning embers instantly ignited, dispersing the spell that was most likely used for curses and positioning.

"Huo! Are you so impatient?"

The sinister aura rising from the horses and cavalry, under the blessing of the shadow above their heads, formed a long dragon with teeth and claws.

From the beginning, Mu Yi had no intention of confronting the opponent head-on. The Ghost Kingdom had been entrenched here for too long, and it had become so huge that Mu Yi could not defeat it with the strength at hand.

"Open the door!"

Afraid of being repositioned by the opponent, Mu Yi could only see their dark armor and the ghost horse equipped with the same color armor.

"Hurry up and open the door. I'm going to see the Rakshasa King. I'm delaying something important. Be careful that your soul will never be able to live in peace!"

His gaze followed the direction of the arrow, moving into the distance, and finally locked on the person who shot it, a rather burly Ghost King, whose thick armor made people feel heavy pressure.

"If you don't catch those guys, you have to turn back!" Mu Yi tried his best to imitate the speaking style of the previous ghost general.

Just when Mu Yi wanted to continue observing, an arrow was aimed at the Asura warrior's face. When Mu Yi saw Wu Guang, it was too late to react.

Soldiers who, deception also!
The ground began to tremble slightly, and a sound like muffled thunder quickly approached from a distance.

There is a saying that says, change all tactics and stealing is the way to go.

Of course, maybe, that way he could be more relaxed and directly summon two ghost emperors to beat the opponent to death with random punches.

"Ghost King Bisha thought you were dead. He led his army to avenge you!" The ghost general said nonchalantly, without any intention of opening the door.

Although the level restrictions will limit the strength of the two ghost emperors, it is more than enough to bully the Buddhist protector gods.

Mu Yi turned to Lin Xuan and explained that this was also the most suitable way of fighting for them.

After the two magical powers of the military were smashed down, combined with the previously captured equipment, Mu Yi's three thousand Yin soldiers had completely transformed into the ghost soldiers of the Ghost Kingdom.

"Got you!"

Mu Yi's words frightened Ghost General Ichijo, and he quickly ordered the door to be opened to let Mu Yi and others in.

Mu Yi squinted his eyes and looked through the eyes of the Asura warrior, ignoring the arrows that were so close at hand, even though the arrows were flashing with cold light and strange spells.

Obviously, his perception did not exceed Mu Yi's and he was unable to see through Mu Yi's disguise of magical powers.

Although the commander's method is a bit original, and it is a bit nondescript to use a Buddhist approach to imitate what the military strategist finally came up with, there is no doubt that he can exert extraordinary power.

Seeing the black knight appearing like a tide at the end of the horizon, Mu Yi showed a slight smile in his eyes.

"But I still caught you!"

——Military strategist’s magical power·Darkness becomes a warehouse

The moment the arrow penetrated his body, Mu Yi seemed to see the Ghost King's murmur.

After all, the Ghost Country has been stable for decades, and his IQ is not enough to allow him to think of so many things in the world.

——Military strategist’s magical power·Concealing the truth and crossing the sea

Even if it is not as efficient as the military formation, it can be compensated for by other methods, making it more suitable for the ecological environment of Buddhism and more suitable for Buddhism.

Perhaps Mu Yi should be more fortunate that the upper limit of what this world can support is level 20, which cannot support the emergence of legendary-level characters. Otherwise, he would not be facing an army in the conventional sense, but would have to face a statue. Legendary level ghosts and gods.

The more anxious the enemy is, the greater the room for maneuver is. Lin Xuan is also a general who has mastered various military magical powers, so it is not a problem to hang the opponent.

After glancing twice, Mu Yi immediately withdrew his gaze. Although he had covered his whole body with embers of fire, if the other party discovered the abnormality, he would be in vain.

"Lin Xuan, I'll leave the matter here to you. Just take them in circles in the mountains. The longer I hold them off, the better it is for me!"

Although I don't know what the big event Mu Yi is talking about, no one in this land dares to make fun of King Rakshasa.

"Five hundred...one thousand...one thousand and five..."

Mu Yi used the method of counting troops to estimate the current number of defenders. After confirming that the defenders were less than three thousand, Mu Yi felt relieved, at least there would be no problem in escaping.

"Follow the plan!"

Seeing the ghost generals responsible for guarding the city running down, Mu Yi gave a look to the ghost generals under his command, then directly pulled them and rushed towards the city.

"Let's go, come with me to see King Rakshasa!" The slow-minded ghost general was directly pulled away from the city wall by Mu Yi, while several ghost generals under Mu Yi relied on their own strength to start changing defenses. He scattered the ghost soldiers guarding the city and trapped them among them.

After all, they have been trained, and the ghost generals in the underworld are much stronger than these natives.

Walking on the road, the ghost general was thinking slowly. Before he could figure out why he wanted to follow Mu Yi to see the Rakshasa King, he was attacked by Mu Yi. After putting on the soul-binding shackles, he was thrown directly into the hungry ghost. Road suppression.

Looking at the soul-locking lock and soul-locking shackle in his hand, Mu Yi couldn't help but sigh in admiration. Fortunately, it was the standard equipment of the underworld, and it was full of ghost attacks.

If he wanted to take down this ghost general with force, he would still have to put in a lot of effort, but with the sneak attack using this cunning equipment, the ghost general didn't even have the strength to fight back, so he was thrown into the barrier by himself and became stronger in the barrier. The nourishment is really useful.

Mu Yi looked around, and then ran directly towards the towering pagoda forest. As the most important building in the ghost country, Mu Yi felt that he could find what he wanted here.

The pagoda forest is full of ghosts coming and going. According to the information revealed by the ghost general before, there is a huge bodhi tree deep in the pagoda forest.

The Rakshasa King usually sits cross-legged under the bodhi tree and practices meditation.

Mu Yi mingled among the ghosts and walked through the pagoda forest. It was almost similar to the bone pagoda he had seen outside before, but it was more solemn and exuded a little sacred meaning. Mu Yi could even feel a little Zen. .

"Tips from the Internet: You are being affected by the Buddha's sound and are making a will test... The test is successful and you will be immune to this effect for 1 minute."

However, the information constantly refreshing on Mu Yi's retina reminded him that this kind of Zen is not a good thing. In other words, for people who do not believe in Buddhism, coming here is like an angel falling into hell.

Mu Yi walked deeper along the bluestone road. In the very center of the pagoda forest, there was an ancient tree that was not very tall, but had branches and leaves spanning dozens of feet, a trunk with vicissitudes of life, and vines hanging down.

The bottom of the tree is covered with withered yellow leaves, layer upon layer, exuding a little Zen feeling of withering and glory.

Under the bodhi tree, the branches and leaves as thick as an umbrella cover blocked the light, and the shrouded shadow couldn't help but feel a little gloomy. It might be inconsistent in other places, but it seemed unusually harmonious in this darkness.

The Rakshasa King under the bodhi tree does not look like a demon, but more like a glaring Vajra. Just sitting there gives him a sense of oppression and self-anger.

Mu Yi quickly withdrew his gaze. He was afraid that his inspection would arouse the other person's vigilance, but the other person seemed to be immersed in practice and did not react.

Following the stream, we visited one pagoda after another. There was a relic enshrined on the top of almost every pagoda, and there was also a portrait of the Yaksha god hanging. The images were different, but they all looked majestic.

Mu Yi initially thought they were different Yaksha gods, but after careful observation, Mu Yi discovered that the different portraits only represented different incarnations of the other person. In fact, all worships and visualizations pointed to the same protector. god.

The Ghost Kingdom seems to be tight on the outside and loose on the inside. At least Mu Yi did not see a single guard in the pagoda, which gave Mu Yi a lot of ideas.

"Crack..."

As the jade on Mu Yi's body shattered, Mu Yi's expression changed drastically, which meant that Lin Xuan could no longer complete the containment.

Mu Yi exited the pagoda forest, returned to the city wall, and ordered the gate to be blocked. Although this could not stop the opponent for a long time, it had some effect.

With just one order, the trapped ghost soldiers were all pulled into the reincarnation barrier by Mu Yi before they could realize what was happening.

"Kill them!"

The scattered ghost soldiers suffered a near-fatal blow in an instant. They resisted in vain and counterattacked, but without the bonus of ghost generals and relics, they could not afford to fight against an army of three thousand Yin soldiers. water splash.

From the beginning to the end of the battle, it took less than a quarter of an hour.

After the battle, Mu Yi rushed towards the Pagoda Forest without stopping.

Although he didn't know what happened to Lin Xuan, the information about their previous appointment meant that he didn't have much time left.

Originally, he planned to take his time, but the current situation no longer left him time to do unnecessary things.

"Amitabha, everything is as expected!"

When Mu Yi rushed to the bodhi tree, King Rakshasa who was sitting cross-legged under the bodhi tree opened his eyes.

I don’t know when King Rakshasa discovered Mu Yi and secretly recalled the army of ghost soldiers.

Except for the army that was chasing Lin Xuan, all the ghost soldiers from other directions had already moved closer to this place.

The ghosts who were imagining their worship had dispersed and completely disappeared into the pagoda forest.

The Zen spirit in the pagoda forest disappeared, leaving only bursts of evil energy.

Mu Yi twitched the corner of his mouth, he suddenly attacked the Rakshasa King and turned into a Rakshasa King to catch him in the urn.

"This was originally used to deal with the underworld's evil commander, but I specifically told you to use it against you. I don't know what's so special about you..."

Mu Yi frowned. How could Buddhism know about the arrangements of the underworld in advance? Could it be that the hands of Buddhism have already penetrated into the underworld?
But the Buddhist sect has only Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva in the underworld... Listen!
Mu Yi suddenly thought that in the underworld, in addition to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, there was also a little intelligence expert - Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's mount Tingting.

But what's the point of dealing with yourself...

If it's broken, it's for yourself.

It was all about me from the beginning!

Mu Yi's heart suddenly went cold. This was because he was trying to force himself into Buddhism.

Is Buddha crazy?

After all, he now has two big mountains, the military strategist and the underworld, to snatch people away just like that?
Maybe I should be proud that I am so valued by the boss?
But he doesn’t want to be a monk!

Just when Mu Yi was thinking about whether to escape through the comprehensive network, the Rakshasa King stood up, and with a move of his hand, all the relics enshrined in the surrounding pagodas flew out, forming a circle of light behind the Rakshasa King.

A heavy pressure suddenly fell on Mu Yi, who felt like he was facing an abyss.

"Level-up monster?"

The corners of Mu Yi's eyes twitched. Pressing down is a good habit, but when you encounter an enemy who presses you harder than you do and presses him for longer than you, you will feel pain in your liver.

The guy in front of me might have become a legend long ago, but he is deliberately suppressing his own realm. Is this also part of Buddhism's calculation?

Spending so much effort just to make yourself happy and then convert yourself into Buddhism?
Okay, okay, let’s play like this, right?

After Mu Yi cleared his mind, he decided to flip the table.

If you don’t let me play, then don’t play at all.

The moment Mu Yi took out the fragment of the Gate of Hell, he suddenly thought of another possibility.

Wait...could this be what Houtu Empress expected?
(End of this chapter)