After waking up again, Wang Junlin found that there was no place in his body that did not hurt, his head was even more painful, and the true yuan in the meridians was surging in his body like a stream of fire, he wanted to scream wildly, but he couldn't scream.

Chang Kuzi muttered to himself and fell into Wang Junlin's ears: "The essence and true qi that I have condensed all my life will form a Dao seed in your body, and the day this Dao seed grows will be the day I take back the Dao seed and become enlightened." ”

Wang Junlin was about to pass out at this time, gritted his teeth and endured the pain, guarding a little wisdom in his heart, with a burst of shouting, suddenly opened his mouth, his tongue flipped, and a thin needle suddenly shot out of his mouth.

"You ......" Chang Kuzi's face changed greatly, and then in a look of fear and disbelief, his whole body began to twitch with his hands and feet, and after four or five breaths, his head automatically drooped, and finally his hands and feet and skulls fell together, and his eyes rolled, and he died tragically on the spot.

Wang Junlin watched the thin needle pierce into the throat of the long withered son, smiled proudly, and suddenly felt a chill permeate his whole body from head to toe, and then he found that his mouth and nose were blocked, his breathing was completely gone, and he was completely unconscious.

Obviously knowing that Chang Kuzi was uneasy and kind, Wang Junlin still practiced the exercises on that scroll, first, that nameless exercise could indeed improve his strength. The second is that Wang Junlin has also prepared several countermeasures, and the poison needle hidden under his tongue is just one of them. It's just that he was in a trance in this small dark room before, and when Chang Kuzi appeared, he didn't react for a while, and before he had time to use any means, he fell into the way of Chang Kuzi, and just now he finally had a chance, and he didn't hesitate to make a move.

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Neither Wu San nor Yu Bao thought that the place where Wang Junlin was imprisoned was next to the residence of King Bodo. Therefore, when Wu San desperately led people to kill here, he was faced with King Hata and his hundred guards.

These hundred guards are actually the team of King Podo's defense cavalry, and they are themselves carefully selected warriors from the Western Turks, and under the daily "edification" of King Bodo, they are the most fanatical believers of Nestorianism, no matter what happens outside, even if the Khan or their wives and children are killed in front of them, they will not leave King Podo half a step. Not to mention that the strength of King Hatata himself is far beyond that of ordinary generals, even Wu San can't pass a few moves in the hands of King Hata.

Therefore, with the help of the riot of the Buddhists, Wu San's carefully planned rescue operation finally failed, and after paying half of the heavy losses and not seeing the slightest hope, Wu San ordered to retreat with the help of darkness, and part of the Turkic cavalry was busy fighting fires everywhere, and part of it was busy suppressing or slaughtering the rebellious Buddhists and everyone related to them, but they didn't care about besieging them with all their might, so when they rushed out of the city lord's mansion and hid in the underground secret passage prepared in advance, there were still one hundred and forty-five people, In addition, Yu Bao and his party fled back more than 70 people, and there were 215 people left of 600 people, which can be described as a heavy loss.

But they didn't die in vain, at least they restrained and attracted King Boto, and let the long withered son take advantage of the loophole and enter the small dark house where the king's landing was.

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The city of Gaochang was blazing at this time, which was different from the fire that was burned in the Shifa Temple during the day, this time. The whole city was turned into a huge fireground.

The burning city of Gaochang illuminates the battlefield of the battle like the white sun.

I couldn't hear the drums of war, I didn't hear the horns, and everyone was fighting to their heart's content.

The Turkic settlements in Gaochang were the first to be attacked, and the women and children were almost completely killed and wounded, leaving only the Turkic men who held out to the last and the Turkic cavalry who came to their aid to fight the enemy with red eyes to avenge their wives and children.

The horses are neighing, the warriors are roaring, the bowstrings are ringing, and the feathered arrows are flying.

The Turkic knights on their horses kept falling off their horses, the mad Buddhists were constantly trampled to the pulp by the Turkic cavalry, all life was as cheap as mustard, and their deaths were the most meaningless in the world since ancient times.

Dominated by the Tibetans, the warriors composed of Buddhists of various ethnic groups fought to the death, but the Turkic cavalry army was like a fierce beast charging wherever it went, swallowing up the enemy there.

Yu Bao had already retreated with his men, and there were less than 500 true Buddhists who could fight, and each of them was thinking about how to rush into the Turkic cavalry formation and die with the enemy, and kill a few more heretics before he died, so as to avenge Master Shi Dao'an. But the vast majority of people did not have a chance to die, they were entangled by countless Turks, and then cut into meat sauce by others.

They are a group of people who have lost themselves, and they can't even get carried away, so they can't be like Yu Bao and his party, who can clearly realize when the situation is wrong, and then retreat decisively. Therefore, they were finally dragged to death by the defense line formed by the Turkic civilians, and then fell into the siege of the Turkic cavalry, and they were already doomed to live for less than half an hour.

The merit of the motley army that is believed in and their Buddha domination is that they have a strong fighting spirit at the beginning, and if the war goes well, they can even do things that are impossible to do on ordinary days, and they can be called the bravest and most fearless fighters.

However, once the war reached a stalemate, the death of their companions one by one, their desire to cherish life would sooner or later overcome their admiration for the Buddha and their loyalty to their faith.

The motley army of these Buddhists is no longer as desperate as it was at the beginning, and some people have begun to have a frightened look on their faces, and all of them are already in sight.

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The situation in Gaochang gradually calmed down, and the Turkic cavalry killed all those who participated in the rebellion, and directly carried out exterminating massacres of ethnic groups that participated in the rebellion, such as the Tibetans.

In this rebellion, the Turks lost more than 1,000 cavalry, more than 4,000 women and children in the city, but also killed more than 20,000 foreigners. The number of people in Gaochang City decreased by as much as half at once, which meant that the tax revenue of the Western Turkic royal court here was less than half, and the news spread that for a long time, merchants and people of other ethnic groups did not dare to come to trade or open shops, which caused great losses to the Western Turkic royal court in the long run.

It took nearly a month for His Holiness to use so many manpower, material resources, and energy to set up a game to hide from the sky, just to kill Shi Dao'an and destroy the Buddha Temple, and not to let the tribes in Gaochang City rebound. Who wants the plan to be successful, but the plan itself is leaked, and the result is that the success is lost.

Knowing this, it would have been better to directly use the army to kill Shi Dao'an, burn the temple, and kill all the Buddhists in the city, in which case, the losses of the Turks would have been far less than this riot. And what angered King Hata the most was that this incident would greatly damage his prestige in the Western Regions, which was really an unprecedented blow to King Hata who wanted to turn all the people of the Western Regions into Nestorian followers.

After the anger, when he returned to his calm, King Bodo thought of Wang Junlin, and thought: "Finally, there is still Wang Junlin, as long as this kid's will is destroyed, he truly becomes a follower of Nestorian Christianity, and worships him as a teacher, and he will always be able to develop more believers among the Han people in the Great Sui in the future." And the population of 40 or 50 million in the Great Sui, it is nothing to lose this prestige in the Western Regions. ”

Thinking like this, King Bodo asked the little black room to be opened and come to check on the situation of the king's landing in person.

The iron door of the small black house was opened from the outside, and then the two Turks who opened the iron door couldn't help but let out an exclamation after seeing the situation in the small black room.

King Porto outside the door came with an ugly face, and after seeing the situation in the small black room, his pupils shrank, and he exclaimed: "It turned out to be you, a thief and Taoist, this ...... It was the legendary poison that led the machine, and the name of this kid was really worthy of his name. ”

As he spoke, he casually threw the long withered son outside, touched it on Wang Junlin's body, and then his face changed greatly, and he lost his voice: "This...... The two of them died together, their faces were obviously ruddy, how could they seem to have died thoroughly, and their whole bodies were already cold and stiff. ”

King Bodo looked up and saw the cave above the head of the little black house, his face was so gloomy that he could drip water, a slap flashed, and the Turk who was in charge of guarding the little black house next to him flew out, smashed against the wall, spat blood in his mouth, and his whole body convulsed twice, and he died directly.

"What a pity! Such a good seedling...... Someone, give me this Taoist priest to pieces. The king will be ...... Find a place to bury it! King Portopha, with a long sigh, commanded.

Unbeknownst to King Porto, King Polin did not die, but entered into an extremely mysterious state, a state similar to the legendary suspended animation.

Under a hillside outside Gaochang City, Wang Junlin casually covered his body with two sheepskins, and then was thrown into the pit, and the two Turks covered him with a shovel without saying a word, and after a while, a thick layer of soil fell on his body.

I don't know how long it took, Wang Junlin suddenly woke up, and instinctively inhaled hard with his mouth and nose, but there was no air underground, so he almost suffocated again. Suddenly opened his eyes, it was pitch black, the breathing caused by the lack of oxygen began to be rapid, and at the moment when he was almost suffocated to death, the powerful and incomprehensible true qi exploded in his body, and the next moment, his body contracted like a spring, and when he stretched again, the whole person had rushed upwards quickly, and with a 'peng' sound, the sky was splashed with mud and broken sheepskin.

When Wang Junlin rushed more than two feet above the ground, he fell back to the ground and fell into a stumbling position.

Such a terrifying scene, if anyone witnesses it, they will definitely think that they are defrauding the corpse and will be scared half to death.

Luckily, it was a deserted place, and there was no living creature except for a yellow sheep that ran away in fright after witnessing the whole scene.

Wang Junlin's eyes swept around with light and darkness, the essence of his left eye flickered like a bright star, and his right eye was as dark as a deep pool, and after three or four breaths, it gradually returned to normal, but a pair of eyes were much brighter than before.