The vast grassland, thousands of miles to chase and kill!

The Mongol Buddhism is the most powerful sect in the central region. Although it has been divided into the Huangyi Sect and the Buddhist Sect since ancient times, each has three tribulations and many masters. Later, when the two factions of demons and Taoism joined forces, they only drove Buddhism back to Mengzhou, and did not dare to really go into the depths of the grassland. However, today, Hong Wu pursued and killed the Great Elder of the Yellow Cloth Sect in a high-profile manner, and he wanted the world to know about it.

Isn't it strange to do that?

"If this lama is bent on escaping, even if he can catch up, he may not be able to kill him. It's too difficult to want a primordial god period to be wiped out. Hong Wu did this, did he have other plans?" Sikong Satin Qi followed the whole 30,000 miles, and found that Hong Wu's behavior was very different from when he was in Shenwu, and he suddenly had a trace of doubt.

When the ghost next to him heard this, he smiled strangely: "A woman's mind is really terrifying. You're right, it's very difficult to completely destroy the Yuan Shen Period. Even if the monk in the city is destroyed, as long as the Yuan Shen wants to escape, let alone Hongwu alone, even if I add you, I may not be helpless. This lama is much wiser, as long as he escapes back to the mountain gate, the next person to run is probably Hongwu. ”

"Hmph, if you have something to say, you don't have to hide it. Sikong Satin glared at the ghost old man, his expression slightly angry. The ghost naturally didn't know, turned his head and said: "He has many enemies in the Shenwu family, and all parties are extremely powerful. With the current strength, killing all sects to take revenge is undoubtedly to send them to death. Do you think you have a chance of winning against a super sect on your own?"

"Naturally, no. ”

"After this battle...... "The old ghost of the ghost paused, looking directly to the north. Sikong satin followed his gaze, and two rays of light, one gold and one red, escaped into the clouds, and he didn't know where to go.

At the same time, Su Yan, who had been silent, spoke.

"After this battle, he will definitely bring the divine power of the Great Elder of the Buddha Sect to establish the Sect. First, both Haojing Palace and Xuanming Sect need the mountain gate to be based on the central boundary. Second, he could use this name to spread the word to the world and to recruit disciples. With the battle of Buddhism as the foundation, the opening of the mountain and the establishment of the faction naturally came into being. He once said that Taoism, demons and Buddhism have always had a grudge. This battle can not only establish a great reputation, but also may win the favor of various major factions. He should have thought it through in doing so. ”

"The head of the Su Palace has been in charge of teaching for many years, and he has seen it thoroughly. The ghost nodded and did not continue. Hearing this, Sikong Sain naturally wouldn't ask any more. It was Su Yan, who suddenly lowered his voice after a pause.

"Sikong Satin, you have no door and no faction, you don't need to get involved. Su Yan turned his head and looked at Sikong Sain with great meaning. The woman was stunned when she heard this, but quickly calmed down. Looking up at the sky, the black and white clouds bring the sky and the earth closer. The sky is boundless, but it is overwhelming.

Sikong Satin Qi retracted his gaze, looked at the unchanged grassland under his feet, and muttered: "In this world, where is there a quiet place to go." Since I met him, I knew I could never go back......"

The sound faded away, and the wind faded away. Su Yan knew Sikong Satanqi's intentions, and sighed slightly, and he wouldn't say anything more.

At this time, hundreds of miles away in the clouds, two forces were colliding wildly. Hongwu repeatedly used the magic power of Xuanzong's great mudra and the sword path of returning to the ruins. Lama Zongzhen fought back with the seal of Buddhism, and the two exchanged hundreds of moves in an instant, regardless of victory or defeat.

"Hmph, just with the donor's magical powers, he can't help the poor monk. The garden will die at the hands of people like you, which is too light. Lama Zongzhen had the light of the Buddha on his head, and his tone was cold. Although Hong Wu chased closely, the magic power he used was far less powerful than he imagined. Less than 2,000 miles ahead, there is the Heavenly Burial Valley where the Canaan Temple is located. From above, you can even see a rolling river appear on the horizon in the distance. This is a rare sight in the grassland, and the temple of the Huangyi Sect is located in the middle of the river.

"Zong Zhen, do you think that you will be able to sit back and relax when you go to the Yellow Cloth Sect? Now that the garden has been destroyed, the deity is not afraid of a few more lives in his hands. You can make the 14th Lama bother to come out to fight. I want to see how capable you are of Mengzhou Buddhism!"

After chasing here, Hongwu naturally already knew the location of the Canaan Temple. And Zong Zhen must have sent a rescue signal. However, Hong Wu's plan was to come to Canaan Temple to make a big fuss, so how could he leave easily? Although Lama Zongzhen was highly cultivated, he could not guess Hong Wu's thoughts. He stopped talking and quickly rushed out of the clouds. Just two thousand miles, for the Yuan Shen Period, it is just the blink of an eye.

"This Zangkong is really cunning, and he knows that he can't fight with me...... But it's not time to reveal your identity, so let's spare your life first. ”

Hongwu followed Zong Zhen all the way to the river, but did not continue to attack. If he wanted to hide his identity now, he couldn't use the power of the Giant Heavenly Peer, the Mirage Immortal, and the Vertical and Horizontal Killing Dao. In this case, the combat power is very limited. The old ghost is right, the monk will die, it is completely self-inflicted. If it weren't for the light of the Peacock King's mighty law as a cover, Hong Wu would not have used the immortal demon rebellion.

The great river at the foot of the river flows from southwest to north, and finally empties into the icy North Sea. This is the famous Goye River in Mengzhou, and folklore has it that it is the place where the Buddha surrendered to the ancient demons. Hong Wu and Zong Zhen chased and fled for more than half an hour one after the other, and a huge canyon finally appeared in front of them. The river runs through the gorge and is lined with steep cliffs that create thousands of waves. The legendary Canaan Temple is built on top of these steep cliffs.

Flying here, Lama Zongzhen finally stopped. In the distance, Hongwu saw dozens of big day golden wheels galloping forward, and the Buddha light was full of rivers, and the momentum was huge. Hong Wu sneered and stopped in mid-air. At the same time, a majestic bell rang in the Heavenly Burial Valley, intermittently, but pervasively.

The light in the distance is getting closer and closer, and the leader is an old lama with white beard and white hair, his face is full of wrinkles, and the Buddhist clothes on his body seem to have been worn for 10,000 years, and they are shabby. Rao is like this, Hong Wu can still feel a deep and terrifying power from this person. It is a Buddha-nature like an eternal rock, which penetrates the heavens and the earth!

"Zong Zhen, where did this person come from, and he dared to chase him to Canaan Temple?" The old lama flew to the front and looked at Hongwu lightly, as if he could see through Hongwu's changes at a glance. The rest of the lamas clasped their hands together and stood quietly behind them. Hong Wu took a rough look, most of them were real human realm cultivators, and they were nothing.

However, when Zong Zhen saw the old lama asking, he hurriedly lowered his head and looked pious.