Marquis of Grand Xia

Chapter 120: funeral

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The restriction was broken, Xiao Mingyue's eyes lit up, her sleepiness disappeared, and she got up and ran over.

The surrounding imperial soldiers also became curious, and they also wanted to see what was different about the residence of this human Buddha.

As the crowd watched, Ning Chen pushed open the wooden door in front and lit the candle, and found that the furnishings in the room were much simpler than expected.

A bed, a table and chairs, nothing else.

In front of the door, the interest of the soldiers of the forbidden army was immediately dissipated by most of them. This ruined house is not as good as those of the little monks.

Ning Chen looked left and right, carefully looking for clues, he was not the clubs behind him, he wouldn't be foolish enough to think that this old bald donkey's room was really as simple as it looked.

In a shabby house with nothing, an idiot would use his strength to set a ban.

He smashed it for most of the night before smashing the tortoise shell open, so he had to gain something.

"Hou, what are you looking for?" a stick asked.

"Organ or secret door" Ning Chen answered casually while knocking on the bed.

The IQ of these guys is no longer saved, and he can't count on it. It is more reliable to do it yourself.

There is no bed, and after opening it, you can see everything, there is no hidden space, the wall is not like knocking on the wall, the sound is very solid, and there is no dull echo.

Not far away, Xiao Mingyue is also holding her own small mallet, knocking and knocking, helping to find it, unlike some mallets who only know how to stare at it with big eyes.

"Is there a roof?" After searching for a while, Mingyue raised her head and suggested.

Ning Chen and the many soldiers in the Imperial Army raised their heads subconsciously, not to mention, there might be a possibility.

"Master Hou, I'm coming." The stick who asked the question before volunteered, stomped his foot, flew up, landed on the beam, and then began to look carefully.

A group of people were waiting below, and after looking up for a long time, when their necks started to feel a little sore, the guardsmen on the beams jumped down, shook their heads with a wry smile, and found nothing.

Ning Chen was not disappointed either, after thinking about it, there was no roof, no walls, and no bed, so only the floor was left.

Mingyue obviously thought of it too, squatting down with a small body, holding a small mallet, and tapping one by one, looking very focused.

"what"

After a while, Xiao Mingyue suddenly let out a small yawn, and the small mallet in her hand kept knocking on the two floors under the table.

Ning Chen stepped forward, moved the table, knocked carefully, and heard that the sound of the two floors was obviously different from the surrounding.

Carefully lift the slate, and a staircase appears below, which looks like a dark room.

Ning Chen took a candle and immediately walked down the stairs.

The bottom of the stairs was very dark, and with the light of the candle, I could barely see the road.

The soldiers of the forbidden army also followed. A group of big men in the dark aisle, unconsciously a little nervous, followed their Hou.

No one knows where this road leads, anyway, it is very long, and a group of people walked for a quarter of an hour.

In front, there is gradually a light, very soft, milky white, neither like moonlight nor firelight.

When they got closer, everyone could see clearly that these were night pearls embedded on the wall, each one the size of a walnut, and by counting, there were as many as seventeen.

Xiao Mingyue stepped forward and looked at it eagerly. She wanted to touch it, but she couldn't reach it. The seven-year-old girl has not grown up yet and needs to grow taller.

"Behind, leave a few people behind and dig these beads away"

Ning Chen opened his mouth, in line with the principle of plucking the wild goose and not wanting it in vain, as long as it is good, he will never leave it to the enemy.

"Yes!"

The three soldiers of the Imperial Army stayed behind, drew their sabres, and began to chisel the wall.

"Give me one... No, I want two" Mingyue stretched out her finger, thought about it, and changed her mind.

"Okay" Ning Chen readily answered, he didn't use this thing at all, except for giving it away or giving it away, it doesn't matter how many pieces Xiao Mingyue wants.

Under the soft white light, the passage had come to an end, and two iron doors appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

There is no lock on the door, but it can't be pushed open. Don't think about it, there must be an organ to control it.

However, for the ninth-rank powerhouse, there is not only one way to open the door.

"all back"

Ning Chen pulled out the sword behind his waist and waved his hand.

He really didn't bother to find any other mechanism, isn't it just a broken door, just cut it open.

Everyone quickly retreated more than ten steps away, and Xiao Mingyue covered her ears. It seemed that she had already heard the sound tonight and was a little scared.

Seeing everyone retreating, Ning Chen moved the ink sword in his hand, and the sword beam swept across. Then, only a loud bang was heard, and the two iron gates were chopped in half as the earthquake shook.

No hidden weapons flew out, and no poisonous gas spread. The big iron door that fell to the ground smashed a piece of dust, revealing a corner of the final secret room.

Ning Chen kicked open the other half of the iron door blocking the way, and immediately stepped inside.

Mingyue put down her hand covering her ears, and Xiao ran followed.

In the secret room, you can see four brighter night pearls inlaid in the four corners, making the entire secret room as bright as day.

On the bookshelf below, scrolls of scriptures are neatly placed. Most of the original Buddhist scriptures that have been lost can be found here, and each scroll is well preserved.

Ning Chen and Xiao Mingyue didn't know anything about Buddhism, and they couldn't see how precious this thing was, so they automatically ignored these Buddhist scriptures.

Walking in a few steps, a stone platform appeared in front of the two of them. On the stone platform, there was a wooden niche carved from Yuehua wood. Both their eyes lit up, it was a good thing.

Ning Chen stepped forward and carefully opened the lid of the wooden alcove. A golden ancient book was lying quietly in it, but it was not a scripture, but a training method for the incorruptible body of a vajra.

Next to the scriptures, there is also a golden short sword. At the hilt of the short sword, there is a jade bottle. On the jade bottle are clearly written three words, Buddha Tiandan.

There are only two medicinal pills. There is no doubt about the preciousness. In this world, all medicinal pills with the word "Heaven" are not ordinary, such as Daxia's Xiantian Pill, Yongye Divine Sect's Shentian Pill, and he has eaten them. The Zhuantian Dan.

Three things, you don't need to ask, just take them directly. As for the scriptures, they are also removed as usual.

He can't understand it, it doesn't mean it has no value. Buddhism has survived for so long, and there must be something unusual about it. These scriptures are the best testimony.

After finding all the places to be found, Ning Chen took Xiao Mingyue back to the ground, leaving twenty or thirty people here to carry the scriptures.

After a night of tossing, the sky was about to dawn, and the soldiers in the front hall woke up one after another from pranayama, and silently went down the mountain to bury their dead brothers underground.

They are the forbidden army of Daxia, and they have already prepared for death in battle. It is the best result to be able to go to the ground after death.

Ning Chen watched silently, and said nothing. Daxia's soldiers have always been the most admired group of people in this world. If it weren't for Daxia soldiers with firm beliefs from generation to generation, Daxia's thousand-year prosperity would not have been possible. That may exist.

Xiao Mingyue has fallen asleep on his back, and the morning light is really exhausting. However, all the soldiers have not rested yet, so he must be here with him.

He is their lord, and it is a breach of duty to bring them back alive, at least he must accompany them through the last journey of this life.

More and more soldiers gathered at the foot of the mountain, and when the sun was shining, all the people gathered at the foot of the mountain.

"go well"

Looking at the dozens of rows of soldiers lying in front of him, Ning Chen said goodbye in a deep voice, and immediately sprinkled the first handful of soil.

One thousand soldiers and seven hundred died in battle. This is only the first battle. Soon, even he and the three hundred soldiers left behind may not survive.

Today, they bury the dead, and in the future, I hope someone will sprinkle this loess for them. The young or mature faces in front of them are gradually buried by the loess, and the hearts of the people also sink. For the thousand-year peace of Daxia, they have no regrets. Stand in front of this Mijie Mountain

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After burying the dead comrades in arms, the remaining 300 soldiers returned to the mountain. The powerhouses of the Buddhist country did not know when they would come back, so they had to prepare as much as possible.

All the scriptures in the secret room have been moved out, with more than 7,000 volumes. Ning Chen ordered ten soldiers to escort these scriptures back to Daxia and hand them over to the eldest grandson.

He believed that these things would be useful and could not be left here.

For this reason, the only eighth-rank powerhouse in the Imperial Army also followed along to ensure that there would be no losses.

In this world, the eighth-rank is a rare powerhouse. After all, not every place can be like a Buddhist country, and the ninth-rank and Chinese cabbage are as worthless.

The rest of the people continued to rest and heal their wounds. Except for the two Buddha Tian Dan, Ning Chen's medicinal pills were all scattered to help everyone recover as soon as possible.

It's a pity that there is no peak ninth-rank powerhouse among them. Otherwise, with the help of two Buddha Tiandans, there may be another Xiantian.

In the big summer, no one cultivates Buddha, the actual effect of these two Buddha Tian Dan is definitely not as good as the Xiantian Dan in the summer palace, but they are not comparable to ordinary medicine pills.

For the rest of the day, Ning Chen was carefully studying the Vajra Indestructible Body Cultivation Technique found in the underground secret room. The old bald donkey was too strong, he had to find the flaws in this technique as soon as possible.

In this world, there is no invincible cultivation technique, even the celestial script has its own limitations, not to mention other cultivation techniques.

From the first time he met a Buddhist disciple who cultivated a vajra body, to last night's battle, he couldn't find a good solution and could only rely on his foundation to fight recklessly. is not going to work.

A day later, in Gulan City, the news of the destruction of Mijie Mountain was finally delivered. The human Buddha who was still cultivating immediately opened his eyes, and a strong murderous intent flashed in the compassionate Buddha's eyes.

"Leave one person to wait for the water to retreat and continue northward, and the remaining three will go back with me." The residence of Du'er Temple glanced at the four people in front of him and said solemnly. "Yes!" The four Dharma protectors of the Buddha Kingdom bowed to take orders.