The Buddha in Gulan City moved, pulling a hair and moving his whole body. Beside the South Li River, Lime also woke up from his wounds and got up and left.
At the same time, among the Northern Mongolian army, there was also a battle report that Mijie Mountain was broken in front of the desk of Lingyue, and the atmosphere of the entire camp became dull.
"Master, will your Majesty be in danger?" Qing Wuyou said with a worried look.
"No." Fan Lingyue shook her head, Mingyue would not only be in no danger, but would also be sent back in a blessing in disguise.
Now the world knows that Mingyue is in the hands of Ning Chen, and the same is true for the abbot of Du'e Temple. In the current situation, Beimeng, Yongye Divine Sect, and Buddha Kingdom, everyone hopes that the other party can do more to share the battlefield. pressure.
Whether Mingyue returns to Northern Mongolia will undoubtedly have a great impact on Northern Mongolia. The abbot of Du'e Temple knows this better than anyone else, and will only try his best to rescue and return Mingyue, rather than taking the opportunity to threaten.
Among them, none of them has the strength to independently compete against Daxia. At this time, no one will be stupid enough to destroy the alliance relationship with each other.
In this world, there are not many smart people, but not many fools. If the abbot of Du'e Temple doesn't understand this simple truth, he will be called a human Buddha in vain.
Mijie Mountain, in front of the broken Buddha, Ning Chen has been sitting for a whole day, looking at the three things taken out from the secret room, a roll of exercises, a bottle of Buddha Tiandan, and a golden short sword.
"Someone," Ning Chen said.
"In" a soldier of the forbidden army stepped forward and saluted respectfully.
"Go and bring those four monks here"
"Yes." The generals of the forbidden army took the order, and immediately walked towards the main hall.
Not long after, four soldiers and four monks came to the front of the Buddha, stood aside, and waited for the next order.
Ning Chen got up, didn't say anything, and pointed with his right hand, Shuang Hua lightly pointed at one of the monks.
"Uh"
The sandalwood was broken, and a long painful hum sounded from the mouth of Buddha's King Kong, and blood dripped from his mouth.
Seeing this situation, the four Imperial Guards were so shocked that they couldn't tell. Although the four people's skills were abolished, their physical strength was still the same as before. How could they be injured so easily.
"Sure enough"
Ning Chen's eyes narrowed slightly. In the exercise of the Vajra Indestructible Body, it was recorded how to repair the three hundred and sixty acupoints in the whole body, but only the Tanzhong acupoint in the middle of the chest was not mentioned.
There is no perfect cultivation method in the world. No matter how strong the golden light is, there are still places that cannot be repaired. A hole in the sandalwood is the biggest flaw.
No wonder all Buddhist monks he met always put one hand on his chest. It turned out to be this reason.
However, in addition to this matter, there is one more thing that he is very concerned about, which is the golden short sword he took out from the secret room.
Since the abbot of Du'e Temple put it in such an important place, there must be something unusual about it.
Moreover, he clearly felt that there was an indescribable force in this sword, but it was forcibly suppressed by another force.
The power of this suppression is undoubtedly the authentic Buddhist power of Buddhism.
"What is this?" Ning Chen took the golden dagger, walked in front of another Buddhist King Kong, and asked.
"Amitabha" Buddhist King Kong folded his hands together and recited the Buddha's name, but he refused to reveal a single sentence.
"You don't want to say yes." Ning Chen sneered, he liked to be stubborn, "Come here, break open his Tanzhong cave, and then dig a hole to bury him, remember, don't bury him through the chest"
"Yes" A soldier of the forbidden army stepped forward and took him away.
"What about you?" Ning Chen walked over to the next Buddhist King Kong and asked calmly.
"This is the sacred artifact of Buddhism," the Buddhist King Kong replied without being stubborn.
"What is it for?" Ning Chen continued to ask.
"It's just a token, it doesn't have any special effect," Fomen King Kong replied.
"Do you think I'm stupid?" Ning Chen lightly glanced at the monk in front of him and said suddenly.
Buddha's King Kong was stunned, but did not respond for a while.
"Take it away, same as the one just now," Ning Chen ordered.
"Yes." Another soldier came and took him away.
Ning Chen walked to the last Buddhist King Kong and said indifferently, "You are the only one left, my patience is limited, I will only give you one chance, it's the question just now, let's talk about it"
"This sword is called the Blood Veined Sword. It is not a Buddhist thing, but a magic weapon. At the beginning of Buddhism, it was obtained by the first abbot of this temple. It was suppressed under the Du'e Temple for three hundred years with Buddhism, and finally sealed the demon and became a Buddhist. a holy soldier"
When the words fell, the last Buddhist Vajra sighed and silently recited a Buddha's name.
"There's only so much?" Ning Chen asked.
"There's only so much." Buddhist King Kong nodded.
"Can this seal be unlocked?" Ning Chen asked casually.
"No." A faint panic flashed in the eyes of Buddha's King Kong, and he denied it.
"Take it away," Ning Chen said coldly.
"Yes" The soldier on the side stepped forward and took away the last Buddhist King Kong.
After getting this little information, Ning Chen thought about it and said, "Come here"
"Here" a soldier from the forbidden army ran over and said respectfully.
"Take someone to the main hall and the apse to continue searching, especially the secret room, and see if you can find anything suspicious," Ning Chen explained in a deep voice.
"According to the order." The soldiers clasped their fists in a salute and left immediately.
After finishing speaking, Ning Chen carried the golden short sword, came to the place where the three monks were buried, and waited quietly.
Mountains are rocky mountains. It is not easy to find a place with soil. However, the construction of temples is always inseparable from soil. There are so many large and small temples on the mountain, how can there be no soil.
The three were buried about a hundred feet away from the Buddha, and the Tanzhong acupoint in the middle of their chests had been broken open, and under the pressure of the earth, blood continued to spew out.
"The wound is too big, pay attention next time" Ning Chen glanced at the three soldiers next to him and said.
"Yes," the three soldiers replied. Ning Chen stepped forward, looked at the three monks, and said calmly, "How is it, do you feel okay? There are only about 4,000 milliliters of blood in a person's body. If more than one third of the blood is lost, he will fall into a coma, and if more than half, he will fall into a coma. Death, of course, you can't understand it either. Let me tell you this. After a while, you will feel empty, hallucinations, and fantasies. At that time, you will not be far from death. The average person can endure a lot, how can they endure half of it
time"
"Amitabha!" The three of them chanted the Buddha's name, and immediately closed their eyes in unison.
"Good." Ning Chen smiled coldly, not in a hurry at all, death is not scary, what is scary is the process of waiting for death, as long as these three are not real Buddhas, he will not believe that no one will be shaken.
"Hou, is this useful?" a soldier asked in a low voice. "You'll find out later." Ning Chen replied calmly, the biggest fear of human beings is the unknown, and this fear will be infinitely magnified in the process of waiting for death. It won't take long for the three of them to feel clearly. to my life little by little
Lost from the body, the fear of death brought by that sense of emptiness is not something that everyone can endure. At that time, it is time to test their Buddha heart.
A quarter of an hour later, the ground in front of the three Buddhist Vajra had been completely dyed red with blood, forming a blush.
Ning Chen placed the golden short sword in front of the three of them, and patiently stood by and waited.
He didn't believe it. These three monks were really not afraid of death. If they were other people, he might still believe it, but these bald donkeys were absolutely impossible. The reason is very simple. They have no faith. These monks on Mijie Mountain know better than anyone whether their Buddha exists or not. Even the miracles of Buddhism are created by them. This kind of person who even believes is fake, why? probably true
Not afraid of death.
Two quarters of an hour later, the three of them had begun to tremble, their lips were white, and on their foreheads, wisps of fine sweat appeared, and it was still increasing.
Almost there, Ning Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, the real test begins now.
Three quarters of an hour later, the three of them were still holding on, but their faces with their eyes closed unconsciously began to show a touch of fear.
At this moment, the soldier who went to search the secret room came back and was about to speak, but was stopped by Ning Chen winking.
"How was the search, did you find anything?" Ning Chen asked.
The generals understood it, and changed his tone, "Your Majesty, I have found some clues. Brothers, I want to invite Hou to take a look."
"Okay, Ben Hou will go now, these three people are useless, if they don't want to talk, forget it, they'll be buried after the blood dries up," Ning Chen ordered coldly.
"Yes." The three soldiers standing by the side respectfully accepted the order.
After giving the order, Ning Chen pulled up the golden dagger that was stained with blood and mud on the ground, and immediately turned to leave.
"The poor monk said!" At this moment, someone finally couldn't bear the torment of the fear of death, opened his eyes, and opened his mouth tremblingly.
"Oh? It seems that there are still people who are aware of current affairs." Ning Chen stopped, with a cold smile on the corner of his mouth, and said, "Rescue him and bury the other two."
"Yes," the three soldiers responded.
"The poor monk also said." At this time, another person opened his eyes and said in fear.
"You" the remaining one showed anger, and was about to curse.
However, the scolding could never be uttered, Ning Chen's figure flashed, he came to the front in an instant, and then slammed his head and body into the ground with a slam.
"Bury him, and bring the other two over here," Ning Chen said with a cold expression, then turned around and walked towards the apse.
The two Buddhist Vajra were dug out, and after a while, they were brought to the apse in a daze.
"Tell me, what is the origin of this dagger, and how to unlock the seal?" Ning Chen glanced at the two and said.
A guilt flashed across the face of a Buddhist King Kong, and said in a low voice, "The origin of the sword is recorded on a stone slab under the secret room, and the method to lift the seal is also above."
"Where is the exact location of the slate?" Ning Chen asked again.
"Poor monks can bring Hou Ye to find them," another Buddhist King Kong hurriedly said.
"Lead the way," Ning Chen said lightly. The two did not dare to resist, and walked towards the secret room honestly.