Chapter 700: Bewitchment (Asking for a Monthly Pass)
"At present, how many Jianghu forces are neutral and on the side of the imperial court?"
"Of the four top sects in Leizhou, two stand on the side of Shaolin, one is neutral and escaping, and the other is attached to the imperial court!"
Du Zhi paused for a moment, and then said: "On the side of the first-class sect, the four mansions that fell into the hands of the imperial court have basically surrendered, and those who do not surrender will no longer have the possibility of existing.
The forces in the rivers and lakes of Leizhou are scattered, and strictly speaking, only about two-fifths of those who stand on the side of Shaolin remain. ”
Hearing this, Fang Xiu had a preliminary understanding in his heart.
Each of the top sects has peerless powerhouses in charge, although it is not as good as the Zhenzhou sect, but it should not be underestimated.
Even if it is the side of the imperial court, it will not easily offend a top sect.
Now that a top sect has fallen to the side of the imperial court, what he wants in his heart must be not small, and it is very likely that he covets the status of Shaolin.
Only the status of the Zhenzhou sect can make these top sects fight to the death.
As for what Du Zhi said, there is nothing strange about it.
In addition to the top sects, even if they are first-class sects, they are not worth mentioning in front of Shenwu.
Shenwu is now raising swords and soldiers against Leizhou, and if the top sects in the area of influence are unwilling to surrender, they may not be persecuted too much, but those first- and second-rate forces are not so easy to avoid.
If they are not willing to surrender, Shenwu will not give them a chance to be neutral.
Surrender or perdition, you can only choose one or the other.
Fang Xiu was sure that now within the influence of the four prefectures of the imperial court, the forces in the rivers and lakes that were unwilling to surrender had either withdrawn or had already been destroyed, and the rest were all bowing their heads.
At the end, Fang Xiu said: "Master Du will go to Wuzen Mountain with this seat!"
"The Holy Son is going to Wuzen Mountain?"
Du Zhi's brows instinctively furrowed, and he asked suspiciously.
Fang Xiu said: "Since you have come to Leizhou, if you don't go to Wuchan Mountain to pay a prayer, others will only think that I don't know how to teach etiquette." ”
"Yes!"
Hearing this, Du Zhi replied in a deep voice.
Since Fang Xiu had made a decision, it was not something he could change.
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Gozen Mountain!
As the holy place of Buddhism, the gentle light of Buddha washes people's hearts.
Even if you are a fierce person, as long as you set foot on this Wuzen Mountain, you will soothe the mania in your heart.
It's just that these days, in the dense Buddha light on Wuchan Mountain, there is also a faint sense of slaughter.
Five thousand Shaolin disciples went down the mountain, but most of them were buried in the hands of the imperial court.
Such a loss also made this Buddhist saint angry.
The seeds of hatred were planted in the hearts of many Shaolin monks.
Because of those Shaolin children who died in battle, some of them were the teachers of these people, or they were brothers and sisters.
Now that all of them have fallen, it is not an easy thing to erase.
Since the outbreak of the war, Wuchan Mountain no longer accepts pilgrims to offer incense, and all idle people are prevented from stepping into it.
In a dark dungeon.
Several stout iron cables imprisoned a burly figure in it, and the iron ropes passed through the man's lute bones, and locked the tiger's arms, and there were iron ropes and iron cuffs under his feet.
The thick iron cable at the mouth of the bowl has a dark luster flowing, spreading a faint chill.
Not far in front of the man, a middle-aged monk in a brown robe sat cross-legged on the ground, silently reciting scriptures.
"Huh!"
A low laugh came, adding a little eerie color to the dark dungeon.
The medicine master raised his arm, causing the iron chain to rattle, and said coldly: "What's the use of chanting here, it's better to go out and give those bald donkeys more than enough time."
But it's a bit miserable to say, three or four thousand Shaolin bald donkeys were slaughtered, there should be a lot of people you know well!"
The monk still closed his eyes and chanted, ignoring the words of the medicine master.
The pharmacist said to himself: "The teacher's relatives and friends died, but he couldn't do anything about it, so he could only hide in this dark dungeon and chant the scriptures, how sad!"
"When you close your eyes now, what you see is the scripture you have memorized a thousand times, or your former teachers and disciples?"
The words of the medicine master Rulai were like magic sounds pouring into the monk's mind.
The monk remained immobile and kept reciting the scriptures.
The only difference was that the chanting of scriptures grew louder and louder, gradually filling the entire dungeon.
Seeing this, the medicine master couldn't help but sneer and said: "The scriptures are not just to be read out loud, whether this Demon Suppression Tower is trapping the deity, or you are trapping, you should know very well."
You chant here every day, and you have been visited by a man.
What do you get after coming here for so long.
If you release the deity, the deity can give you everything you want, including the power to take revenge. ”
The sound of chanting stopped.
The monk opened his eyes, his bright eyes were particularly eye-catching in the dark dungeon, and he put his hands together and said: "Buddha and demon, you don't have to waste your tongue anymore, if the demonic nature in your heart is not transformed for a day, you will not be able to get out of this demon tower for a day."
The poor monks chant the scriptures day and night, only hoping to help you overcome the demons in your heart, so that there will be one less great demon and one more sage in the world, so as to benefit the common people.
As for the rest, it doesn't make much sense to the poor monks. ”
"For the benefit of the common people?hahaha!"
As if he had heard some joke, the sound of laughter was endless.
After a long time, the laughter gradually stopped, and the pharmacist Rulai stared at the monk coldly, and said sarcastically: "You are also worthy of talking about benefiting the common people, you can't even protect the people around you, what qualifications do you have to benefit the common people."
Buddhism talks about great love, regardless of small love, but also knows that all great love is a small love.
You are just using the excuse of benefiting the common people to escape the reality you want to face.
But no matter how you escape, you can't avoid the fact that the people around you are dead, and you can't avoid the fact that you can't do anything but hide in the dungeon of this Demon Suppression Tower, and you can't do anything, you can only watch them be killed. ”
"Amitabha!"
The monk shouted a Buddha horn and recited the sutra again.
Seeing this, the pharmacist Rulai stopped talking, but his eyes were a little cold.
He's been trapped in this Demon Tower for quite some time.
During this time, except for the occasional Shaolin person who came down to ask and tempt and wanted to get the martial arts inheritance from him, no one else came.
The pharmacist understood that the people of Shaolin were planning to trap him and trap him until he died.
He was trying to find a way to get out of the Demon Suppression Tower all the time, but this Demon Suppression Tower itself was blessed by the power of the holy monks of the Buddhist Sect in the past dynasties, making it indestructible.
Moreover, the glazed golden body he cultivated with the Ten Thousand Tribulations Immortal Body has still been suppressed and consumed by the Phaseless Ten Thousand Tribulation Fingers of Shi Changkong, and the power of the vast abyss cannot be exerted at all.
Therefore, it is impossible to break the seal of the Demon Suppression Tower by relying on him alone.
Otherwise, even if the Demon Suppression Tower is indestructible, it will definitely not be able to stop him.
Not to mention the few chains on his body, there is no possibility of blocking him.