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　　 Breaking through the second layer was a matter of course, obviously very smooth, Qin Sang was originally proud that he was a genius in cultivation, but now he can't help but start to doubt himself.

　　 Even if you are not a genius, you can accept the appearance of a middleman, but you can't be a fool, right?

　　 He doesn't know if this situation is normal, but he hasn't made any progress for so long, and his patience has also been consumed a little bit. It is inevitable that he is a little anxious.

　　Without the guidance of the master, Qin Sang could only figure out for himself, when he broke through the second layer so smoothly, but now he is stuck in a bottleneck. Is there any other reason besides the practice itself?

　　 Such as medicated bath.

After the Xueyi Building stabilized, Qin Sang once took a chance to return to the Three Witch City, but did not see the Taoist Master Jixin and Mingyue. It is said that shortly after the Taoist temple caught fire, they gave the Taoist temple to the victims and took a boat. Going south, leaving Da Sui.

　　 Calculating time, it was the days when Dongyang King and Zhenshui King rebelled.

　　 Can't find the Taoist Jixin, Qin Sang can only find another way. He has also collected several prescriptions for strengthening the roots and puiyuan in the Xueyilou, but the effect is not as good as the medicated bath.

　　The courtyard door was knocked suddenly.

　　 The water monkey whispered outside: "Hall Master, General Zhou is here."

　　 Qin Sang looked happy, got up hurriedly to organize his clothes, and said loudly, "Hurry up, please!"

　　 After a short while, the water monkey led a middle-aged man in armor and pushed in. The man walked in front of Qin Sang, leaned over and bowed, "The last general Zhou Mingguang has seen Mr. Qin!"

　　 On the bright side, Qin Sang is an assistant to the chief of Dongyang County. There is no official position. People outside the blood-clothed building call Qin Sang Mr.

Qin Sang stretched out his hand to support Zhou Mingguang, took a look at him, and said with a smile: "General Zhou, we are old acquaintances, why be courteous. This time General Zhou detoured to Hunwu County, Qin Sang has been worried and worried. I missed the major military affairs of the admiral."

　　 Zhou Mingguang is a close friend of General Mu, and Qin Sang once met him two months ago in Ning County.

　　 General Mu did not damage He Ning County. He made great contributions, and the county owner recommended him to promote the right admiral of the Xiaoyong Battalion. Zhou Mingguang became a guerrilla general and commanded the crossbow barracks.

　　 Qin Sang was also promoted to the position of Hall Master of the Bloody Cloak, but the paper has not yet arrived.

　　 The only thing that made Qin Sang upset was that Wang Liu, a kid who mistreated the military, not only was not punished, but instead picked up a big deal when attacking Jiangzhou Zhoucheng, and now he is also the right admiral of the Xuanwei Camp.

　　 "I will dare not at the end!"

Zhou Mingguang saw the hell-like scene in the mansion of Yu Dazhuang, and he respected Qin Sang, "Mr. Qin, the admiral asked me to say hello. The adults wanted to come to see Mr. Qin in person, but the military was urgent, so he had to lead his troops on the road. Beiping Prefecture, but the admiral’s crossbow barracks under the command of the admiral all brought the generals over, combined with five hundred god-arm crossbows, and obeyed Mr. Qin's dispatch!"

　　 "Good!"

　　 Qin Sang clapped his palms with joy. He allocated most of his military exploits to General Mu, and stayed in Hunwu County for so long for these crossbowmen.

　　His goal is naturally the Xuanji Temple in Hunwu County!

　　 After learning from the people of Yuanjue that Xuanji Temple had a heritage of immortal cultivators, Qin Sang was thinking about how to get things done.

　　 His light work is not as good as the top masters in the world, and he can't sneak into Xuanji Temple silently. Although Master Yuanjue is dead, Xuanji Temple still has innate masters and countless top masters.

Of course he can use the power of the King of Yama to quietly kill people, but Xuanji Temple is known as a holy place. The Sui State was up and down.

　　 There is an immortal master staring at the Great Sui Kingdom.

　　After thinking about it, it is safest to rely on the power of the world. In the face of five hundred god-arm crossbows, the abbot of Xuanji Temple did not dare to be presumptuous, unless he wanted to destroy the gate of Xuanji Temple.

　　 Hearing that Qin Sang’s target was actually Xuanji Temple, Zhou Mingguang said with embarrassment: "Mr. Qin, the last will hear that there are innate masters in Xuanji Temple, and there are five hundred crossbowmen in the area. I'm afraid..."

　　 "General Zhou, don't worry!"

Qin Sang believes, "If the innate masters dare to kill people, I will deal with them. The only thing to worry about is that the monks of Xuanji Temple are unruly and rebellious. They still want the puppet emperor and disobey the king. Therefore, it is necessary for General Zhou to lead the army. Shocking. If they know each other, plead guilty and receive punishment, the prince doesn’t want to kill them all...I’m ready to take it back to reward the soldiers, and I will leave tomorrow morning to avoid delaying the march. After the incident, Qin Sang will have to thank you very much.”

　　 "I will obey at the end!"

　　...

　　 In the early morning of the second day, Qin Sang led the Xueyilou manpower and Zhou Guangming to join forces, marching hurriedly after dinner, and stationed troops in front of Xuanji Temple Mountain before noon.

　　The ancient Tibetan temple in the deep mountains.

　　 The mountain wind rustles the dense forest.

　　The road up the mountain is paved with half-step-wide blue stones. From the foot of the mountain to the gate of the temple, it can be walked by five rides in parallel.

　　 Xuanji Temple.

　　 In the three vigorous characters, a simple and heavy aura hits his face.

　　 The two stone lions in front of the mountain gate showed fierce eyes and stared at the path.

　　 Fallen leaves are flying on the high steps, no monk can be seen, the two Zhumens several feet high are closed tightly, and there is no sound inside.

　　 The autumn wind is bleak.

　　 In front of the temple gate, there is a huge flat ground. Wearing the armor of an ordinary soldier, Qin Sang looked up at this martial arts holy site, looked over the high outer wall, and saw the cornice inside.

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　　The lead Zhou Guangming waved back, and then a series of footsteps sounded, more than a thousand soldiers scattered the order, five hundred god-armed crossbows were wound up, and the arrow pointed to Zhumen.

　　 Zhou Mingguang looked at Qin Sang, Qin Sang's jaw slightly.

　　 "Change the rocket!"

　　 Zhou Mingguang roared, and as soon as the voice fell, someone in Xuanji Temple suddenly recited a vigorous Buddhist name.

　　 "Wait!"

　　 Then, there was a rush of footsteps in the Xuanji Temple, the Zhumen opened, and an old monk with a ruddy face and white eyebrows came out first.

　　 Behind him, a group of monks filed out, with angrily expressions, holding clubs and pointing at the soldiers ahead.

　　 Seeing the robes on the old monk, Qin Sang secretly said that this should be Abbot Yuanzhen, the abbot of Xuanji Temple, the younger brother of Master Yuanjue, and one of the most respected people in the Great Sui Wulin.

　　 "Amitabha Buddha."

　　 The abbot Yuanzhen had a sad look, his eyes were swept away, he stared at Zhou Mingguang, and asked, "Poor monk Yuanzhen, dare to ask the general's name?"

　　 Zhou Mingguang said in a deep voice: "A certain is Zhou Mingguang. He is not talented, he is a general under the command of the prince."

Abbot Yuanzhen nodded, suddenly his complexion sank, and asked: "General Zhou, Xuanji Temple is a monk. He has always been compassionate, and he has always been with the ancient Buddha of the blue lantern, and he does not touch the world. I don't know what happened. Is it worth the general's fight and entice the troops to ask for it?"

　　 "Ancient Buddha with a blue lantern?"

　　 Zhou Mingguang ridiculed his face and laughed, "The monks and soldiers in Duling County who helped the imperial emperor defend the city have slaughtered countless sons and sons of my Dongyang County. Is it a disciple of another family?"

Abbot Yuanzhen’s expression remained unchanged, and he retorted: “General Zhou did not know that those monks and soldiers only learned arts in Xuanji Temple, and they had no relationship with Xuanji Temple after they descended. After that, the general will know when he asks."