"Uh......" Duke Zilan was so choked that he couldn't speak, he smiled, and looked at Master Yuankong pleadingly. The latter grimaced, as if he didn't know what to say.

The atmosphere at the scene became a little awkward, Chen Xing didn't say a word, and the other two looked at me and I looked at you, staring at each other with big eyes, and just froze.

In the end, Chen Xing took the initiative to break the deadlock, and said angrily, "What do you want, let's talk clearly." ”

After all, he is the main person in charge of this war, and the others are just foils, and they are not responsible for the final outcome.

If this continues, I am afraid that without his help, the Marquis of Begonia will also die of excessive blood loss.

It's not that he really wants to save the other person, it's that he has to. If this was just Dongfang Xuanyuan's personal wishes, or the benevolence of Master Yuankong's thoughts, he wouldn't have to pay attention to it.

The problem of interests can be solved with interests, but it is just a question of how to divide the cake and how to divide more and less. If it really doesn't work, he will suffer a little loss and make some concessions. Dongfang Xuanyuan would not desperately defend his former enemies, and there was no need for Master Yuankong to offend him, a big celebrity of the Northern Alliance, for the sake of a single thought. Just ask, should the state religion of Silver Claw be changed to something else in the future?

But now it is not a question of interests, but of the laws of the world.

Can you still count on the rules that even the one behind him doesn't dare to break easily?

Of course, he can ignore it, but at the cost of discrediting him and being ostracized and isolated by mainstream society. The results speak for themselves, and the mercenary statehood will become a completely empty ideal.

Between killing his enemies and fulfilling his dreams, he chose the latter.

Just like the choices he made in his past life. When he was in school, he would not give up on himself and give up on his studies because of a few teachers and classmates he hated. At work, he doesn't give up his career prospect because of a few bosses he hates.

Because he firmly believes that when he crosses the obstacle and reaches the next peak, some of the original people and things will become insignificant.

The enemy who used to need to fight with all his strength may now only need one sentence to make the other party worse than death.

Instead of being trapped in a cage, it is better to break out of the cocoon, climb a little higher, and then look back. You may find that many things that you originally cared about have become insignificant.

He once watched a movie about inheritance and ideals, and he liked a passage in it.

What you see and hear is often frustrating for you

The world is so powerful

So strong that they can't have the idea of changing them

But if you have the opportunity to understand your life in advance

I know that youth is only these days

I wonder if you still care about the things that the world wants you to care about?

May you, when you are struck, remember your preciousness and resist malice

May you be confident in your preciousness when you are lost

Love what you love, do what you do

Listen to your heart, and ask no questions

In the face of dreams, the life and death of an enemy are insignificant.

"Donor, please wait for a while......" Master Yuankong bowed to Chen Xing, then walked in front of Wei Haitang and performed the Buddha salute with one hand, "Amitabha, good, good." ”

Wei Haitang struggled and nodded his head in return.

Master Yuankong looked into his eyes and said slowly, "Begonia donor, can you be willing to take refuge in my Buddha, never ask about the world, and devote yourself to penance?" ”

"Disciple, disciple is willing to ......"

Wei Haitang's eyes were half-open and half-closed, his breath was like a gossamer, and he looked like he had lost too much blood and fainted at any time.

"Would you like to enter my Bronze Man Alley and become an ascetic?" Master Yuankong asked again.

Wei Haitang showed a complicated expression, as if he was unwilling and helpless, and finally sighed, nodded and said, "The disciple is willing to ......."

"Do you know that there is no end to the sea of suffering, and there is no shore to turn back." Master Yuankong asked again.

Wei Haitang nodded resignedly.

Whether it is the Atonement Monastery of the Holy Light Church, or the Bronze Man Alley of Neo-Zen Buddhism, or the Library of the Dead of the Supreme God Cult, they are all punitive in nature, and only entering and not leaving are equivalent to life imprisonment.

"The three vows have been made, and in the future, you will be the 219th generation of disciples of Buddhism, because of the broken arm, so the name is missing, and the Dharma name is missing."

As he spoke, Master Yuankong stretched out his hand and pressed it on Wei Haitang's chest. A faint green light spilled through the fingers, and the wound gradually stopped bleeding.

To stop Wei Haitang's injury, Master Yuankong came to Chen Xing and performed the Buddha salute with one hand.

"Amitabha, good, good."

"From now on, there will be one less begonia marquis and one more ascetic in the world."

Chen Xing responded with an ancient salute, which can be regarded as a tacit acquiescence to this result.

"Donor, we owe you a favor in our new Zen sect." After saying that, Yuankong picked up the ascetic and walked into the wilderness.

They will walk all the way to Jinfen Harbor and take a boat to the birthplace of Neozen Buddhism, the "Great Temple" in the Kunlun Mountains in the middle of the Eastern Continent.

The big temple is also known as the "Kunlun Temple", and the Holy Light Holy See in the Western Continent and the Black Tower College in the Central Wilderness are called the three major religious holy places.

When he left, he couldn't help but look back at Dongfang Xuanyuan, his Adam's apple squirmed, and he stopped talking.

"The shadow of the ancient Buddha with green lights, the empty Zen heart of eternity, but the red dust, cut off the worldly ......"

"It's missing, the things of the world have nothing to do with you."

Under the persuasion of Master Yuankong, he closed his eyes and turned his head away, never looking back.

"It's over, and it's time for me to go." Dongfang Xuanyuan patted Chen Xing's shoulder, with an encouraging gaze, "Young man, enjoy your victory!" ”

After saying that, he strode away [Baidu].

"Wait......" Chen Xing stopped Dongfang Xuanyuan, then faced the other party and bowed solemnly, "Thank you Shibo for your help!" ”

Since the other party called him a virtuous nephew, he didn't mind getting closer. In some ways, he was a very simple person, and he was good to others if they were good to him.

Dongfang Xuanyuan waved his hand and said modestly, "You and I are ministers of the same court, so we should help each other and benefit each other, and work together to expand the territory for the Lord." ”

"Dongfang Shibo, do you have any other needs?" Chen Xing asked straightforwardly. He doesn't want to owe too much favor if conditions allow.

"That's it......" Dongfang Xuanyuan pondered for a while and said, "Wei Haitang's three sons, don't ......" he corrected, "The three sons who are missing, can the virtuous nephew be magnanimous and open the net?" ”

"Wei Qinghai must die, and the others are free." Chen Xing said.

This waste is cruel by nature, and it is also a scourge to women to keep, and he often plays with women, which is simply a tyrannical thing. He is like a wild wolf, instinctively hostile to the hyenas who prey on him.

"Okay, then listen to the virtuous nephew." Dongfang Xuanyuan smiled and nodded, seemingly satisfied with such a result.

Then, Dongfang Xuanyuan let out a clear roar, and the steel dragon meandered out, soaring through the clouds.

"Virtuous nephew, see you again in the future!"

Dongfang Xuanyuan jumped on the dragon's head, stood with his hands in his hands, and flew towards the luxury float boat in the sky.

After a while, looking at the small black dots that disappeared into the clouds, Chen Xing couldn't help but curse the old fox. How could a person with a flying spirit leave on foot?

It's clearly pretending to be and waiting for him to take the initiative to make a statement.

But then again, although the result is not very satisfactory, and there are many regrets, but this is the game of power, to achieve a result that everyone is not comfortable with, but can accept.

Negotiation is a process of mutual compromise.

Chen Xing exhaled a long breath, collected his mood, and shouted loudly to the subordinates behind him: "Brothers, you have entered the city!" ”

"Yay!" "Hooray!"

The joyous atmosphere spread like a contagious disease among the soldiers. They cheered, shooting into the sky or throwing their steel helmets into the air.

Chen Xing then left the logistics staff to clean up the battlefield, take care of the prisoners, and drive into the Yinying Territory with the main force.

The troops marched to the city gates, where a group of well-dressed local nobles were already waiting to welcome them.

"Congratulations to Lord Chen, you have won a great victory and entered the royal city!"

Wu Hai and Zhu Zexi knelt down on one knee and shouted in unison.

"Congratulations to Lord Chen, you have won a great victory and entered the royal city!" The rest of the nobles also followed to congratulate, but compared to Wuhai and Zhu Zexi, they all looked nervous and cramped, and they were sincerely afraid. All of them lowered their heads, and they didn't dare to take a breath of the atmosphere.

"These are the families of the gate lords who have admired the adults for a long time, are determined to abandon the darkness and turn to the light, and refuse to participate in the war." Wu Hai introduced.

Chen Xing nodded in response in acknowledgment.

The heads of the family were immediately relieved and smiled. It is foreseeable that their group of people who are on the opposite side at the critical moment are just around the corner!

"My lord, we have sent family troops to take over the defense of the city and order the closure of the city, and now we can't even fly out." Wu Hai reported.

"Well, that's good." Chen Xing nodded. This Wu Hai is smarter than he imagined, and he knows to close the city as soon as possible, lest those fat sheep who are standing in the wrong line run away with their belongings.

"The Silver Palace has been heavily guarded, waiting for your lord to take over." Zhu Zexi hurriedly said.

A hint of gloom flashed in Wu Hai's eyes, but he quickly returned to normal.

Chen Xing saw it in his eyes, thinking that this silver claw iron triangle was not as united as it appeared to be. In the face of power, humanity is unmistakable.

But he doesn't think there's anything wrong with this, the people below are vying for power, and he is better controlled, especially for a behind-the-scenes ruler who has no roots.

"My lord, the soldiers are tired from the bloody battle, please go into the city and rest." Wu Hai said.

"Your Excellency, please!" The heads of the house said in unison.

Then the main force of the expeditionary force marched into the Silver Eagle Command.

Chen Xing rode the White Wolf King and walked at the front of the team. The heads of the family gathered around and walked along the spacious Wangcheng Avenue.

On the residential buildings on either side, women stand on the edge of the window, sprinkling tiny petals outward.

The road was lined with residents, holding flowers and snacks, cheering at the soldiers of the expeditionary force.

As the deputy commander of the whole army, Xiang Caidie rode a fire-hoofed bronze bull to follow Chen Xing, and sat on a ride with Jianyuecang.

"How does it feel?" Xiang Caidie looked at the cheering crowd and asked the head maid sideways.

"I saw fear in their eyes." Seeing Yuecang, he said in a low voice.

Xiang Caidie grabbed the biscuit bag that flew over, opened it and ate it, and threw it to the soldiers behind, "Slowly you will get used to it." ”

The image of the mezzanine welcoming the invaders may seem uncanny, but for thousands of years, such a situation has not been uncommon in civil wars between kingdoms.

Because for the majority of the inhabitants, whoever is the ruler is a subject of the kingdom. As long as they are not embarrassed, it is the same for whoever is the ruler.

And this is especially true for the people of the Red Country, who advocate force. They believe that the strong are honored and the victor is king. Whoever wins, they worship. Unless it is an alien invasion, this article will be referred to.

Also, showing favor to the new ruler can be treated benevolently.

Although the mass murder of civilians by soldiers has rarely occurred through more than 300 years of efforts by the Commission on Human Survival, traditional beliefs that have been formed over thousands of years are still deeply rooted.

When the ruler was defeated, the inhabitants would take out their stockpiles and take to the streets to welcome the troops entering the city, to appease the tyrannical mood of the soldiers, and to pray that they would not go on a killing spree.

"What would he say if Tieno was here?"

Huo Tsui and Pang Li walked side by side, talking while looking at the scenery along the street.

"He'll probably say, well done!" "But he doesn't like aggression." The mood of the fire mouth is a little low.

"We are not invaders, we are the Righteous Army, we are here to rescue the people of the Silver Eagle Leader under the dark rule of the Silverclaw Family." Pang Li slapped his old partner's shoulder hard.

"Who did you learn this from, why does it sound a bit like Shen Guangming?" "No matter who you learn from, it's all nonsense on the Internet." "Haha......"