The vixens who came with the Black Fox King looked at each other, not knowing what to do.
The Black Fox King waved, "Come to see the Buddha..."
Xia Ji said: "Call Your Highness."
He did not want to limit himself completely to the path of Buddha.
"Everyone come to see His Highness."
The group of enchanting little foxes suddenly ran over, knelt on the ground, and shouted softly in unison: "I have met Your Highness."
The vixens of the evil faction shouted while looking at the prince with curious eyes. They didn't understand why their black fox king suddenly surrendered.
Now that the matter has come to this, the Black Fox King naturally no longer conceals the current situation, and takes the initiative: "Your Highness, I have something to tell you."
Xia Ji pointed it out directly: "Did you attract the Bright Monk?"
The Black Fox King was stunned for a moment and said calmly: "I didn't want to see the demon clan go down the wrong path, so I led these monks here with Chishan Jun. I just thought that when the bright monk came, I could take the opportunity to lead the demon clan here." They left together with the clan, but now... they have lost some control.
First of all, more bright monks came than expected.
In addition, the good and the evil got the news that Leiyin Temple had a great opportunity, so many people in the world also followed the bright monks to find it. "
The Black Fox King paused, glanced at the prince in front of him, and said softly: "Actually... this has something to do with His Highness."
Xia Jiqi asked: "Why does it have to do with me?"
The Black Fox King said: "His Royal Highness established his authority in the isolated city of the imperial capital. The martial arts he used were all Buddhist magical powers, and the magical weapons he used were Buddhist magical weapons. To put it simply, most of the magical weapons and techniques were inherited from Leiyin Temple.
His Highness is seventeen years old, and has never even been on the top three rankings among humans, earth, and heaven. Now he has stepped into the legend and earned the reputation of a legend. His Highness defeated the Frost Giants, defeated an army of 30,000 men with one man, and returned the favor. Having slaughtered five thousand people, this kind of strength is indeed fully qualified to become a legend.
There is no list of legends, so I don’t know the difference between top and bottom, and no one dares to make a list to distinguish between top and bottom.
But every legend has several things that are spread throughout the world, and the origins of every legend are mostly innocent.
But a legend like His Highness, whose source of strength is a mystery, has aroused the curiosity of many people.
Some time ago, news suddenly came out in the world, saying that His Highness' power comes from opportunities deep in Mount Sumeru. This information immediately attracted many people in the world. In addition, this time Chishan Jun and I deliberately revealed the information to the Guangming Monk. They all came over in a swarm.
There are also sects that intend to go to Leiyin Temple to directly investigate. However, the monks of Leiyin Temple have a golden Arhat formation, which makes those sects dare not break in. However, there are still some sects stationed outside Leiyin Temple, fighting with The monks in the temple confront each other.
Although the Arhat Formation is powerful, it cannot be used frequently. It is used as a deterrent. Therefore, small-scale frictions are still constant. "
Xia Ji digested some information.
He knew in his heart that this was probably the work of a certain prince or princess.
It is estimated that it is probably the Eighth Princess Xia Qingxuan.
I didn't notice it when I was a child, but now I see that this royal girl has a very powerful mouth.
Staring at herself every day, running around just to cause trouble for herself, she can be regarded as a model worker. No matter what she wants to do, she will come out to destroy it.
This is a royal girl who specializes in blackmailing herself.
Sooner or later, he would catch her one day, and then...
He was silent, thinking about how to lure this imperial sister out.
The Black Fox King suddenly bowed down and said sincerely: "Your Highness, please give me the title again."
Xia Ji said: "Kill."
The Black Fox King was stunned for a moment. This was her original nickname.
"Now is my name given to you."
"yes."
It's still the same name, but Black Fox King has a feeling of "official certification".
Xia Jidao: "What's the situation now?"
The Black Fox King continued: "The tiger and fox tribes are confronting the Guangming Monk. Originally, there was no problem in the confrontation, but Lord Chishan took away many tiger demons, which made the confrontation there very difficult.
On the other side, most of the good and evil people in the human world are helping the Guangming Monk, while a small number of people have bypassed the main battlefield and are already heading towards the Fox Clan. They think they will arrive nearby soon.
Although good and evil are not mutually exclusive, both parties are seeking opportunities, so they do not take action until they see the opportunity. "
Xia Ji asked: "Can you persuade Chishan Jun to go back to support?"
The Black Fox King shook his head: "His hatred of humans is far greater than mine, so unless Wang Shanjun agrees to dissolve the alliance with humans, he will not support it, but since it is His Highness's request, I will go and persuade him."
Bright Monk…
Good and evil factions...
Chishanjun…
Xia Ji thought for a moment and said, "Let your little foxes investigate and report back."
"Yes... Shasheng understands."
The Black Fox King left with a group of foxes. They were enemies when they came, but they were converts to Xia Ji when they left.
Xiaoluo was stunned, "Then... Your Highness, I'm leaving too."
Xia Ji smiled and nodded.
The foxes left, and he walked into the cave again, his expression calming down. In addition to reading scriptures these days, he also asked the foxes to send some lamps, cassocks and the like. Since all living beings are suppressed under "ten", then The importance of magical instruments is self-evident.
Therefore, his daily life is full of boring things, that is, reading, carving rosary beads, and trying to use "burning lanterns" and "Maitreya" to make corresponding magical instruments.
The deep red Buddha Zen of the Three Generations is enough for him to make fifty rosary beads at one time. If he does it again before going to bed, as long as he grits his teeth and endures the heavy feeling of fatigue, he can still make fifty rosary beads before going to bed.
He worked hard day and night just to get more trump cards.
In more than ten days, he made 1,080 rosary beads, directly reaching the number of 1,008 dharma realms, and used the previous lava wood as the bead head. This did not make his hard work in vain, he could feel it. The power contained in it has changed qualitatively.
He split the original rosary beads into numbers like one hundred and eight and fourteen to play the basic role of Buddha's hand and restraint.
Since he was in turmoil at this time, Xia Ji began to use "Maitreya Zen" to make cassock ritual objects. According to some ancient records in the ancient books of Leiyin Temple, Maitreya ritual objects can hold objects, so the value of this magical object If the function is really as he imagined, it will be much more convenient in the future.
The tree wants to be still but the wind doesn't stop,
time is limited,
You have to hurry up and get the things you need ready.
Thinking about it, he grabbed the dark gold cassock, said "Maitreya Zen" silently, and pressed it down with his palms.
…
Take a rest and enter dusk.
The glow in the mountains completely disappeared, and the steaming mist swallowed up the heaven and earth, leaving only a hazy place. In this hazy fog, both the light monks, the good and the evil, and the demon clan temporarily stopped fighting.
The Killing Black Fox King went to find Chishan Lord.
The little foxes are quietly hiding in the mountains and forests, monitoring every move of the invading humans. This is the land of the demon clan, and this is their home field.
Soon, a fox lying in the downwind of many roads faintly heard the sound of people in the distance.
In the mist.
"Is there fog in the mountains again? Be careful, we may be approaching the hinterland of the demon clan."
"This place was originally a mountain of ancient Buddhas. There are many temples. Find a place to stay quickly. Otherwise, if you are discovered by the demon clan in this wilderness, you will be passive."
The team moved in the mist, and the little fox restrained his breath and moved back accordingly.
Half an hour later.
The team finally found an ancient temple and settled down.
There were quite a few people, more than 30 people, mostly boys and girls, uniformly dressed and from the same sect.
Someone in the team found a low-lying place to raise a bonfire. Immediately, a group of people assigned the task of patrolling and keeping watch. They gathered around the bonfire to keep warm. At the same time, they began to take out dry food to eat, and some took out the remaining food from hunting on the mountain road. The meat begins to grill.
The fire was bright but not ostentatious. The light could not even leave the temple. Unless you were very close to the temple, you would not notice it.
A young man with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes was roasting a bunch of rabbit meat. While he was roasting, he turned his head and looked at a beautiful girl in the corner who seemed to be out of touch.
This senior sister’s name is Yan Ling. She is a bit mysterious, but has great strength. Four years ago, she was assigned to infiltrate the Demon Cult forces, and she was active around the imperial capital as the Demon Cult’s “witch”. After that, she even created miraculous achievements, providing He obtained favorable information, so that Zhengdao was able to cooperate with the imperial prince to kill Zhang Xuehe, the demon lord of the generation, which was a great contribution. However, something seemed to happen after that, and the senior sister became depressed, and then The sect felt that she was no longer suitable to be an undercover agent, so they arranged for her to return.
This young knight also quietly inquired, but the conclusion he got was... The senior sister seemed to have been drugged by a powerful person and then fell asleep.
…
Late at night, looking down from above.
I saw a lot of bonfires on Mount Xumi, but in just over ten days, it turned out to be an attack by many forces.
Regardless of geography, battle, or other perspectives, the Seventh Prince sitting on the Bixiao Peak is truly sitting on the Diaoyutai.
There are wars everywhere, but he has not yet come to an end.
Xia Ji felt a little tired and rubbed his brows, but the Maitreya cassock magic weapon was successfully made. This cassock almost sucked all his energy away, but the result was really satisfying to him.
The magic weapon of this dark gold cassock has three functions:
First, the clothes can be changed as you wish.
Second, it is invulnerable to fire and water.
Third, accommodate storage.
He felt it and found that it could store about one cubic meter, but that was enough.
Then, he waved his cassock, rosary beads, and the lantern made by "Randeng Zen" and disappeared.
With another wave of his cassock, the bookshelves were suddenly empty.
Obviously, as long as this cassock sweeps over an ownerless object, it can be absorbed according to the thoughts of the owner of the cassock, and there is absolutely no possibility of accidental inhalation.
After doing all this, Xia Ji waved his cassock and draped it over himself. When he thought again, the cassock suddenly turned into a dark gold cloak that fit his body shape.
He walked to the high cliff shrouded in night mist, overlooking the stars and lights in the distance. In the past ten days, he had gained a lot. It was truly the inheritance of the ancient Leiyin Temple. Maybe it was time to go down the mountain.