One night, late at night.

A team was marching, a disciplined, uniform army, with tens of thousands of people stepping on the earth like the footsteps of a man.

This steely army trampled across the earth and the steppe, and during this time, there was no chaotic sound.

Not a single person spoke, not a single person turned their heads, not even a single person ...... Breathe.

Their pace is terrifyingly precise.

The rhythm of each person, the height of each raised foot, is exactly the same, and the score is exactly the same.

The person in front stepped on the ground, leaving a footprint, and when he left, the person behind stepped on this footprint exactly without the slightest sign of deviation.

What's even more terrifying is that the speed of this army marching is simply incredible.

Everyone was advancing wildly at a speed of 100 meters, even faster than the horses, but there was no confusion, and everyone kept exactly the distance between them.

And on a hill about a kilometer away from this army, a white-clothed monk folded his hands and pronounced a Buddha name.

"Amitabha!"

Behind the white-clothed monk, there stood a military general wearing pitch-black armor, and the military general asked, "Master, can you see the origin of this army?" ”

The white-clothed monk said slowly: "Not human, neither ghost, nor demon, neither god, nor saint, nor immortal. ”

The corners of the general's mouth twitched a few times, and he said, "Master, can you explain it clearly." ”

The white-clothed monk shook his head and said, "Donor, this army is not a creature of the six realms of reincarnation, and the poor monk doesn't know very well, but according to the poor monk's investigation, this army is very likely to be...... Puppet! ”

"Puppet?" The military general was taken aback, and suddenly thought of something, "Mo family trick!" ”

In his eyes, the puppet was probably only played by the Mo family in the pre-Qin period.

"What the master means is that the madman who created this army is a descendant of the Mo family."

The white-clothed monk said: "This, the poor monk doesn't know very well, but the possibility is not small. ”

The general's eyes suddenly revealed a greedy gaze, but he still had some doubts in his heart, "Master, this technique is so domineering, why was the original Mo family suppressed by Confucianism and Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty." ”

At the beginning, Dong Zhongshu proposed to depose the hundred schools of thought and respect Confucianism, and Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty agreed.

Since then, hundreds of schools of thought have gradually come to an end.

Among them, the Mohists, which Confucianism called "the manifestation of the world", were suppressed and finally defeated.

To this day, people at that time can only find the records of the Mo family in books, which is indeed incredible.

Since the Mo family's tricks are so domineering, the generals are very suspicious of what method Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty used to unite with Confucianism to suppress the Mo family, and really wiped out the hundreds of schools, including the Mo family.

The white-clothed monk said slowly: "This point is probably only clear to the ancestors, maybe the Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty at that time was too terrifying, or maybe the Mo family did not create so many puppets at the beginning. ”

The general nodded slightly, he leaned towards the second point.

Although the original Mo family was powerful, it was absolutely impossible to have so many puppets.

He even suspected that after the Mo family was suppressed, it turned from light to darkness, and was unwilling to fail, so it was inherited in secret, and even kept making puppets, after so many years of development, there was such a huge puppet army.

It is only for this reason that we can explain why such a large number of invincible and invincible armies have emerged in the world in just a few days.

The general, who thought that he had figured out the cause and effect, could no longer suppress the greed in his heart, and said, "Can the master help me do something." ”

The white-clothed monk said with a smile: "The donor had grace and Jinshan Temple back then, and the poor monk came this time to repay the debt. ”

"Help me capture the people who control these puppets." The military general said categorically: "As long as the master helps me make a move, my friendship with Jinshan Temple will be written off, how about it?" ”

The white-clothed monk nodded slowly, "Yes." ”

"Thank you, Master."

"Don't be polite." The white-clothed monk was a little on tiptoe, and his body was in the air, like a willow leaf, fluttering in the wind, speeding away into the distance.

After seeing the white-clothed monk leave, the military general stayed for a while and turned his head to leave.

On the other hand, the white-clothed monk galloped all the way towards Jiannan Road, but it didn't take long for him to see a group of soldiers on horseback who were hurrying on their way.

In the center of this group of soldiers was a small Taoist priest wearing a purple Taoist robe, wearing a veil, and riding a three-headed bird.

When the white-clothed monk saw the little Taoist, a trace of strange color appeared in his eyes, and he just wanted to avoid this team, but he was discovered by the little Taoist.

The little Taoist priest shook his hand casually, and a series of charms flew out of his cuffs, turning into a crane and grabbing the white-clothed monk.

The white-clothed monk proclaimed the Buddha's name, the Buddha light around his body turned, and his right hand slapped out lightly, and in an instant, a huge arm made of golden light poked out of the void and slapped towards the crane, and the palm of his hand rotated with the word *.

The crane let out a long roar, turned around gracefully, avoided the Buddha's palm, and grabbed the white-clothed monk.

The white-clothed monk was not in a hurry, pinched the flowers and smiled, the Buddha light around him was magnificent, and he easily blocked the attack of the crane, and the golden Buddha palm in the void turned, slapping at the crane again.

In an instant, the palm wind roared, the air exploded, and the endless light seemed to drown the crane.

It's just a few breaths, and the Buddha Paw and the Crane have already fought several times.

The little Taoist priest laughed, raised his hand, and the crane hissed, turned into a bunch of charms, and flew back to his cuffs.

Seeing this, the white-clothed monk also dispersed the golden Buddha palm in the air.

A group of soldiers below couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when they saw the two stop fighting. As the saying goes, when immortals fight, mortals suffer, and they don't want to die in this place in a daze.

The little Taoist priest put away the charm and said loudly: "I thought it was who, it turned out to be an outstanding descendant of Jinshan Temple, Master Yixiu, you don't eat fasting and chanting Buddha in Jinshan Temple, what are you doing here?" ”

The white-clothed monk said: "It turned out to be a real disciple of Taiyin, I don't know if my brother is blocking my way, what is my intention?" ”

The little Taoist priest rode on his strange mount and asked, "Master Yixiu, why don't you answer my question head-on?" Oh, I see, you're embarrassed to say, right? ”

"A few years ago, a mysterious monk entered Jinshan Temple, and the master of Jinshan Temple to discuss Buddhism, as a result, the masters of Jinshan Temple were speechless, many masters in this debate went crazy, some people shook their minds, took off their robes and returned to the world, Jinshan Temple in this debate, was shaken fundamentally."

"If someone hadn't rescued me, Jinshan Temple would have been removed from the list a long time ago."

The white-clothed monk's face was calm, but his eyes changed again and again, gradually becoming gloomy.