The spring rain is as precious as oil, it originally fell from the sky to nourish all things, but I never thought that it would become a murderous weapon at this time.

Under the collision of the sword light of the high guards and Wu Nian and the raindrops, the jingling sound of the local sound, if it was not life-threatening, was much more pleasant than the simple sound of rain. The three of them naturally had no time to listen anymore, and the high guard said to Wu Nian, "Take Xuanyi away, I'll come to the back of the palace." ”

"The number of people I want to kill is not enough, you take him to ......" Since Wu Nian has broken the vows, since he wants to kill, this time it is naturally not a matter of the number of words, but a question of where to run.

"Okay, I'll take him north. "The high guard naturally knows the temper of Wu Nian, and it is extremely difficult to persuade what he decides, and this is not the time for debate at all. The failure of this expedition made it impossible to lead the enemy to the princess or to Tai'an Town, the north was much more desolate, and it was easy to hide when the time came.

Wu Nian's sword light expanded suddenly, and the high guard quickly retreated with Xuan Yi in his hand, and then disappeared from the night as soon as his figure spread.

Wu Nian didn't look back, he knew that the two people behind him had left, and the sword light in front of him was no longer protecting himself as before, but with the help of his strength, the raindrops that flew from him hit the left and right camps in pieces. The younger brother didn't see his prickly pear blossom back then, and it's a pity that he didn't see himself prickly raindrops today.

The raindrops that changed direction instantly turned into countless rain arrows, which pierced through the barracks made of felt cloth, and the Golden Horde soldiers who heard the movement and were about to get up were unfortunately hit by these raindrops that broke through the felt cloth and entered, and screamed one after another.

Although it was extremely difficult, a satisfied smile appeared on Wu Nian's face, such a wave of kills, the number of words to break the ring was always about to be achieved.

However, as soon as his smile bloomed, he almost froze, because he found that the raindrops that were originally just in front of him were attacking him in a straight line, and now the raindrops on the left and right, and even the raindrops above his head and behind him, had turned into sharp arrows.

Could it be that once you break the vows, you really want to be pierced by ten thousand swords? I have broken the vows several times before, and I have never encountered such a big calamity.

Although Wu Nian is not afraid of death, he will not be restrained, and his cultivation has turned into a dazzling sword light, which was originally just a piece in front of him, but now it is blooming, like a cage covered by sword light, protecting the raindrops in all directions.

But such a defensive position naturally can't last, and when the aura is consumed, it is naturally the time of fate.

Like a thunderbolt, a sword light struck from the night, and then turned into countless sword lights, flying in the direction of the camp.

"Senior brother, let's go. It was the eager voice of the high guard.

Feeling the momentum of the raindrops from all directions, Wu Nian took advantage of this opportunity to retreat quickly and disappear into the night.

Wu Nian rarely escaped the raindrop cage just now, turned over and came to the side of the high guard, but seeing that the other party had no time to speak, a mouthful of blood spurted out of "wow".

The sword just now, but it took all the strength of the high guards to withstand the raindrop attack from the camp.

The situation was serious, and he didn't think much about it, so he was about to flee with the high guards, and the Xuanyi on the side also followed.

The raindrops behind him hit again, and Wu Nian once again slashed with sword light, constantly blocking, and constantly retreating. The lives of the three were in jeopardy, and Wu Nian even thought about sending the two away desperately.

Maybe it's because it shouldn't be killed, the rain that didn't stop before gradually stopped, and what's even more strange is that as the escape distance lengthens, the other party's killing intent seems to gradually dissipate. In any case, the three of them were not afraid to go to the camp again stupidly, but supported each other and fled to the north. This senior brother who was born in the Yiyang Sect of Zhongnan Mountain never thought that he would make a big mistake in the Golden Horde barracks.

......

Durhan, who was originally resting in the camp of the Chinese army, never thought that there would be three uninvited guests who came in the rain, and it seems that the battle on the bridge did not teach the other party a lesson. These people regarded themselves as cultivators, and ordinary sergeants were helpless against them.

A slight sneer appeared at the corner of Darhan's mouth, and two monks in robes walked out beside him, although they were old, their eyes were full of essence, and they waved at Darhan, "King, these two people are the number of the Yiyang Sect, let me go to the meeting." ”

"Then there's Master Law. ”

Darhan didn't care about the battle of sword light and raindrops outside the barracks, he believed that with the help of Tantra's Hui Ke and Master Hui Yuan, there would be no problem in defeating them.

The battle situation was just as he expected, under the attack of Hui Ke and the others, the high guards tried their best to help Wu Nian escape from the predicament. Seeing that these two masters of Tantra were intending to go out of the camp to pursue, Durhan shook his hand slightly, "The two masters are still focusing on the Chinese military tent. ”

When Hui Ke and the two heard this, they put together and said, "Listen to the king's orders." ”

However, after this toss, Durhan did not want to continue to stay here, and the big thing was not accomplished, and the delay of a moment would be a little more accidental. He then gave the order and the whole army continued northward.

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Qingliang Peak, Silver Buddha Temple. The night was still thick, and before dawn, a group of monks came to the Daxiong Treasure Hall one after another, holding the scriptures, and began to recite. The morning classes at the Silver Buddha Temple are no different from those of other temples.

Perhaps a little different is that during the morning class, the abbot does not recite the scriptures, but chats with Fa Yin over Zen tea.

"Senior brother, this time you returned from Juetai Temple, although you didn't say anything to me, but with your heart, there must be something important to do. "Master Wuhui, the abbot of the Silver Buddha Temple, has white eyebrows and a peaceful face.

"Senior brother, I do have something to do when I return to this Silver Buddha Temple, but Senior Brother is a real outsider, so I don't want you to be implicated in these causes and effects, so I didn't tell you. "The Silver Buddha Temple and the Juetai Temple are the two ancestral gardens of Zen Buddhism, and the monks in the temple have often moved around over the years, so the relationship is naturally closer than that of other temples. Although Fa Yin became a monk in Juetai Temple, he was quite close to Master Wuhui of the Silver Buddha Temple. Fa Yin respects Wu Hui with compassion and profound Buddhism, but Wu Hui sees that Fa Yin Buddha has a deep affinity and is gifted and intelligent, so he is naturally the best inheritor of the mantle of Zen Buddhism.

It is precisely because of this expectation and importance that Wuhui hopes that Fa Yin will not be involved in too many mundane things. Cutting off the cause and effect, how to cultivate the positive effect. "If there is really something important and you need someone from the temple to contribute, tell the senior brother directly, and I will naturally give my full support. ”

"Senior brother mentioned this, I have something to discuss with senior brother?" Fa Yin certainly understood Wuhui's painstaking intentions.

"What's the matter?" Wuhui knew that this junior brother had always been very decisive in doing things, and it was rare to discuss with others, so it must be a big deal to take the initiative to discuss it this time.

"The Great Competition of the Four Sects and Three Sects is not far away, can the candidates who participate in it be determined by then?" Although Fa Yin was not too concerned about the affairs in the temple, he was also concerned about such a major matter.

"Although we practice the Dharma of detachment, how can we be completely detached when the temple is based on the earthly world. This is more than natural to participate, and there are some candidates, but they are not too satisfied. Wuhui thought of Dabi the year after tomorrow, and he was not completely sure in his heart.

"Naturally, all sects and religions will not be polite, and the candidates sent must all be strong and domineering figures. The battle for the upper realm, presumably the candidates have not changed much, and the battle for the middle realm must also be the backbone of the religion, the key is the battle for the lower realm, and there will always be some good newcomers every ten years. It's a pity that in the past ten years of my Zen Buddhism, my luck in this area has been poor. Fa Yin seems to have considered the matter of Dabi in advance.

"The battle of the upper realm, it's all these old guys, the battle of the middle realm, I want you to go, as for the lower realm, I have been observing in this temple for a long time, and I really don't have anything that satisfies me too much, I don't know how about the Tai Temple?"

"If this matter can be resolved properly, I am willing to fight for Zen Buddhism. As for the candidates in the lower realm, I have one person, I don't know what the senior brother wants?"

"Who?" Wu Hui was surprised to see such a solemn recommendation from his junior brother.