"Lin Ji, you obviously underestimated my determination to take down Duguxia. Gu Tang stood at the back of the entire legion, standing in a straight line with more than a dozen gray-clothed monks.

"Since the monks are not accustomed to the life of the manor, they should not like the bloody battlefield, and it is better to move to the barracks to rest for a while after the war. Gu Tang saluted to the Dharma Heart, and then motioned to the entourage behind him to take the people of the Bodhi Temple towards the camp.

But no matter how he signaled, the Dharma heart remained motionless.

Gu Tang's grim face lifted slightly, but after a while, he returned to normal, waved his hand and signaled his entourage to retreat, and then ignored the people of Bodhi Temple.

The two armies are now facing each other.

It's just that the armor of the two armies is indeed the same, and if you look closely, you will find that the side that relies on the Dugu Gorge guard has a blood-red ribbon tied at the shoulder, which is the only difference from the enemy army on the opposite side.

In terms of the performance before the war, the two armies behaved completely differently.

One side was visibly puzzled, not knowing the purpose of the battle, while the other side was full of anger, like a panting wolf, looking at their opponents with hateful eyes, letting out a low roar of tears, and at the same time overcoming the desire to rush out and slaughter their opponents with their will.

This is a feeling of being betrayed and eager for revenge, which is exactly what Chen Chong wants.

Chen Chonggao sat on his horse, his face was as cold as ice, and the adjutant general opposite was roaring loudly in front of his soldiers, seemingly to boost morale and encourage everyone to fight bravely.

His hands trembled slightly, because after all, he was facing a military general who was ranked eighth on the general list, even if he relied on the favorable terrain, he was still very nervous.

"General, must this battle be fought?" Fa Xin finally spoke.

Gu Tang chuckled, then nodded with satisfaction.

"Of course. Could it be that the master has a way to surrender without a fight?"

"As long as you can lose a few lives, you can give it a try. "Dharma heart chief pronounced a Buddha name.

"I'm afraid that's what the general wants. Faxin's tone remained the same.

And Gu Tang's true purpose of being exposed by others is still unchanged.

"Hey, what the master said is wrong, I am a Han soldier, and I also hope that there will be less fearless sacrifices. ”

Fa Xin was silent: "Capture the thief and capture the king first." ”

"The enemy will ride on a white horse. ”

"You can give it a try. ”

Dugu Gorge is in front of the reckless green mountains.

The green hills are preceded by the plains.

A small part of this flat and fertile field was requisitioned by the military department, and in addition to meadows, there are many fields that have been cultivated for many years.

Thousands of acres of fertile land, trampled by thousands of troops and horses of the army, a piece of mud, but these are really not worth mentioning for the victory or defeat of this war.

The leaves of the early autumn grain were obviously not covered with rhubarb, but the master was still leaning limply in the wind, looking like a criminal waiting to be hanged.

In front of the right side of Qingxia, there is a relatively flat rice field, which has not been trampled by the iron horse, and the rice in the field is dense, a piece of emerald green, occasionally with a hint of gold, which looks very beautiful.

The Dharma Heart is at the end of this rice field.

He walked through the rice fields and walked towards Dugu Gorge.

The wind rose with his steps, and the rice leaves were blown and rolled in all directions, and then bounced up, like a verdant ocean, and then the sea of rice gradually parted, making way for him.

Daohai had to let the Fa Xin hold a shining staff in his hand.

In the field before the green mountain, all eyes were on the rice field, at the wooden sword.

There was silence in the heavens and the earth, except for the war horses neighing lightly and kicking their hooves lightly with some uneasiness.

Chen Chong saw the man who came out of the sea of rice, but he didn't move or speak, because he knew that this was not his enemy.

The cavalry on both sides, who were always in a state of readiness to attack, dismounted, because they knew that this battle would not allow their mortals to interfere, and it was a war that only belonged to the strong.

Fa Xin came to Dugu Gorge and saluted Chen Chong, "General, I'll invite you to sit on the opposite side."

"Oh, I can't ask for it, but you know, we hate it when I'm walking around with my troops. Chen Chong still held on to his momentum under the strong pressure of the Fa Xin and did not let himself fall.

"Oh, the poor monk understood. Dharma Xin pronounced a Dharma name to the camp behind Chen Chong: "Amitabha." ”

"The younger generation of Bodhi Temple, please give advice to Mr. Xing. ”

The dense army parted from the middle after a slight footstep sounded. Then came out at the end of the army the old man who thought he was in good spirits.

The old man was dressed in cotton clothes, with a pair of flat shoes on his feet, dressed like a rural villager, if it weren't for the respect that all the soldiers looked at him, he would really think that the villager who didn't open his eyes had strayed into the whirlpool of war.

He stopped in the middle of his walk, looked at the young monk standing in front of the camp, and then at the tens of thousands of troops behind him, and shook his head a little unconcernedly.

Finally, his gaze fell on the radiant staff in Fa Xin's hand, frowning slightly, ready to say something.

The old criminal's voice sounded, still so serious, so serious, without any meaning and emotion.

"There are really a lot of treasures in Bodhi Temple, and it is rare to see a magic weapon in a hundred years. ”

"The old criminals have praised it falsely, since you can no longer cultivate to win in the realm, you have no choice but to take these side ways. Fa Xin's tone was respectful.

"This is the side door, but the decision of the Bodhi Temple surprised me, the Buddha talks about my Buddha's compassion, but you are helping to abuse, I don't know what the Buddha will think if he knows about this. Xing Lao casually picked up a straw of dead grass on the road that was flattened by the soldiers of Duguxia. Then he continued slowly and leisurely towards the open space left between the two armies.

In the enemy camp, Gu Tang looked at Dugu Gorge in silence, his fingers lightly tapping on the saddle.

"Ask you something. Elder Xing seemed to have lost interest in the staff, and instead paid attention to the white monk's robe of the Dharma Heart.

"Senior, please speak. In front of Dugu Gorge, there was silence except for the conversation between the two, and even the arrogant and unruly fierce horse seemed to be arrogant and quiet at this moment, and even moved its hooves carefully.

"According to the rules of your Bodhi Temple, the second-generation disciples wear white robes, but why are the other people who come with you really wearing gray robes? ”

"It seems that Elder Xing is quite interested in the rules of my Bodhi Temple. If you have time, why not go to the ancestral Buddha Mountain to have a look. ”

"You don't seem to understand what I mean. Xing Lao's back behind him suddenly drooped, and the curvy grass instantly straightened.

An indescribable wave surged up in an instant, setting off a surging wave in front of Dugu Gorge, and dispersed into the distance, and the cavalry of the two armies were disrupted by this wave for a while, and they took a few steps back.

"What do you mean?" Fa Xin's calm expression suddenly became solemn, and Xing Lao, who missed this hand, was warning himself that Xing Lao, who was at the peak of Zhiwei, had no chance of winning against him.

"I mean you can call your eighteen helpers to go along. Xing Lao laughed loudly, full of pride, and the hearty laughter rolled into the sky and lasted for a long time.

Fa Xin stood in the rice field, silent for a long time, reached out to pick an ear, gently kneaded it, looked at the soil under his feet, and said, "I still want to try what the old timers who were once in the top ten of the martial arts list have what they are capable of." ”

Xing Lao said: "Today's young people are really frivolous, how can this be good. ”

"Whether it's frivolous or not, you will know only after you have tried it. ”

One stood in front of Dugu Gorge, and the other stood in the middle of the rice field, each silent.

The hundreds of thousands of people watching the battle on the field looked nervously in the direction of Dugu Gorge, not knowing how this battle would start, when they would make a move, and who would strike first.

At that moment, I don't know when, Fa Xin made a move.

The first disciple of Bodhi Temple made a move on the former martial arts master, which was different from everyone's imagination, there was no sky and earth cracking, no mountains and rocks rolling, and there was no terrifying power, but it seemed extremely plain.

The staff flew out of the rice field and headed towards the old man, calm and silent, the weeds in front of the staff parting with the momentum, like a lake gradually dividing, and a willow branch in the lake rose and fell.

Countless eyes stared at the staff, some surprised, some puzzled, and even some disappointed.

Including Gu Tang.