Lingyuan is a disciple of Buddhism, and he has been worshipping Buddhism for decades, and his qualifications are very old. Although his cultivation is not high because of his talent, he mixed well on Lingshan because of his long sleeves and good dancing, and he was not sent outside Lingshan to worry about miscellaneous things like other senior brothers, but stayed in Lingshan as a deacon.

There are also a lot of Buddhist disciples like Lingyuan on Lingshan, most of them are related to some important people in the door, and they usually play prestige in the deacon hall and deal with some miscellaneous matters, and they don't think of him if they really have something important. But who would have thought that the wind and clouds changed color overnight, Buddhism became the target of everyone, and the disciples who had a little ability on Lingshan were all sent out, either to resist the enemy's army, or to defend one place and stabilize the place, and the base camp of Lingshan became unprecedentedly empty.

Although there are 300 gods of the truth, but the Lingshan covers a very large area, countless temples and palaces, Tibetan scripture pavilions, relics pagodas, Bodhi Temple, merit pools, Duhua pagodas, spirit animal gardens and other important places need to have a certain number of people to guard, and there are more places at the second level. Three hundred Revelation Gods seem to be a lot, but they are distributed on the huge Spirit Mountain, and it is just a drop in the bucket.

Fortunately, Lingzhou is the rear of Buddhism for hundreds of years, and the people up and down Lingshan are not worried about someone coming to attack, but the enemy can't help but feel a little empty in his heart at present, and he can't even lift his mind when he usually practices martial arts and chants.

Manjushri Bodhisattva is the only Bodhisattva on the Lingshan now, compared to the happy Buddha who 'hides the head and shrinks the tail', the people of the Lingshan trust Manjushri himself more. Manjushri himself was also well-informed, and knew that it would be easy for people to be idle, so he arranged all kinds of different affairs, patrolling the mountains, guarding, and sentry. Even Ling Yuan didn't let go of the old fritters like Ling Yuan, who were waiting for death, and led a team of new disciples who had just entered the door to patrol the mountains.

However, the sect is a sect in the end, and it is impossible to compare with a professional and violent institution like Yunlong Palace, although the cultivation of the disciples who are sentry outside is good, but in the face of the spies of Yunlong Palace, they died unconsciously, and they didn't even make a bubble. Manjushri Bodhisattva himself was just to prevent the disciples on the spiritual mountain from thinking too much, and he didn't expect that someone would dare to brush the tiger's whiskers lightly, or a hidden dragon with teeth and claws.

Ling Yuan was walking with a group of disciples, looking a little dazed. Lingshan is familiar to him, even if he closes his eyes, there will be no problems, and his whole mind is now focused on the news that his cousin gave him not long ago.

The situation on the front line is not very good, and it can even be said that it is very bad, but most of the unfavorable news can be concealed by the high-level of Buddhism. If Lingyuan didn't have a cousin with advanced cultivation, it is estimated that most of the disciples on Lingshan would be the same, thinking that the demon army of Buddhism would be invincible and subdue demons.

Ten days ago, the army of the Yunlong Palace suddenly exerted its strength, and launched dozens of fierce attacks day and night, beating the Buddhist Alliance Army that had reached the extreme, and there was no power to fight back, and even the base camp of the rear hoarding grain and grass Ice Jade City also fell into the hands of the enemy, a large amount of grain and grass, pills and magic weapons were too late to destroy, and they fell into the hands of the Yunlong Palace side, and the morale of the Yunlong Palace army was greatly boosted, and the momentum was like a rainbow. On the other hand, the army is defeated, and the vassal forces have almost run out, and most of them should be thinking about whether to be neutral or turn against each other.

Lingyuan grew up in Lingshan since he was a child, and he knows the strength of Lingshan. In his heart, Lingshan Buddhism is a spiritual symbol that will never be defeated. And now the spiritual symbol has collapsed, making Lingyuan chaotic for a while, and every day has been muddy for the past few days.

The Buddhist disciples behind Ling Yuan looked at each other and pursed their lips, and they were already surprised by Ling Yuan's state. At first, there were still people who asked a few words with concern, but what ended up was a storm of scolding, and since then, no one dares to speak.

Just when the group of people didn't belong to each other, Lingyuan suddenly felt a palpitation in his heart. He jerked his head up, and before he could speak, he saw countless sharp arrows shooting in front of him, almost filling the entire sky.

"There are enemies ......"

Ling Yuan had just had time to shout the word 'yes', and the next moment a sharp arrow had broken through his throat, making him no longer able to make any sound, and could only stare at the front with round eyes, countless military boots imprinted into his eyes that were about to close.

Mingyu walked forward expressionlessly, stepping over Lingyuan's corpse without stopping, his eyes kept looking ahead, without wavering. This was already the seventh patrol team they had eliminated along the way, and without exception, they fell under the arrows of the Wudang Flying Army, without alarming anyone.

Several ace armies of Yunlong Palace have their own uniqueness, and the Dingjun cavalry is incomparable and invincible. And the witch guard is infinitely powerful, attacking like a tiger and defending like a rock. As for the Wudang Flying Army, it lies in its crazy aggressiveness, especially in the first half of the hour, even the Dingjun Cavalry is not as sharp as the Wudang Flying Army, even the Wu Wei is not sure that it will be able to hold it. In addition, what attracts people's attention from the Wudang Flying Army is their army of arrows, which was born from the crossbow arrows of the Qin army that once shocked Qin Yun the most, and there are bows and crossbows, and they are overwhelming, like a storm, which makes people look at it and despair.

"General, the Zhike Pavilion has been conquered, and one of the guards and fifty disciples of the Buddha Sect have been completely wiped out, and none of them have slipped through the net." Yang Bing came to Mingyu in a hurry and said loudly.

"Keep going." Mingyu's footsteps did not stop, and his voice was calm.

"No."

Yang Bing responded and ran forward. The enemy is in front of him, if it weren't for the military rank and military discipline, he didn't want to go to the front line at all, he just wanted to drink the enemy's blood with the spear in his hand.

It's really hearty!

As excited and crazy as Yang Bing, there were also the people who fled from Lingshan together at the beginning, and now they are all generals of the Wudang Flying Army, each rushing to the front line, killing anyone they meet. It was under their leadership that the Wudang Flying Army moved very quickly, and even the Dingjun cavalry led by Qin Yun could not keep up with the speed of their advance.

The movement caused by the march of the army is very large, even if the three-way army reduces the movement as much as possible, but Lingshan is the base camp of Buddhism, and it didn't take long for it to be discovered by the Buddhist disciples on Lingshan.

For a while, the entire Lingshan Mountain was suddenly like a beehive that had been stabbed, densely packed into a mess, and there was a bang.

。 Writing Chinese Network M.