Manjushri walked around outside the Mahavira Hall with a solemn expression, but there was still no response for a long time, which made him feel very anxious. Seeing that the situation outside was already dangerous, but at this time, the other party was still 'posturing', which made him want to break into the door immediately.

But the more critical it is, the more it is necessary to rely on the strength of the other party, so that Manjushri does not dare to have the slightest neglect, and can only endure the anxiety and tension in his heart and ask over and over again, and his voice is becoming more and more respectful. I don't know that the Buddha of Joy in the Mahavira Hall is also very anxious, and I don't know how many times I have scolded Manjushri, the master and nephew, and I can't wait to pull the other party in.

That is to say, Manjushri Bodhisattva is responsible for external communication, his personality is more gentle, and he is good at dancing with long sleeves, which is also the reason why Rulai let him stay in Lingshan to appease his disciples and adjust the relationship between the Buddha of Joy and the disciples of Lingshan. If it were a few other bodhisattvas, I am afraid that I would have been tempted to break into the door at this time. But at this time, success is also like this, and the long-sleeved dance of Manjushri Bodhisattva has caused the current predicament of the Buddha of Joy, and it seems that there is a tendency to extend indefinitely.

"Bodhisattva, it's not good, the enemy's army has broken through the mountain gate and is about to reach the Heavenly King Palace." A disciple hurriedly came to report.

Looking at his appearance, there were a lot of blood stains and dust on his body, and his expression was tired and a little panicked, obviously panicked, and he didn't know what to do.

"It's too fast!"

Manjushri was shocked that the enemy's attack was advancing faster than he had imagined. Originally, he thought that relying on the defensive array of the mountain gate, coupled with the fact that the disciples of Lingshan were all successful cultivators, they had cultivated to far surpass the enemy's army. Even if you can't repel the opponent, you can still hold off the enemy for a while. But now it seems that he obviously underestimated the power of the army's military array, and also overestimated the level of bearing of these Buddhist disciples.

"Let the disciples retreat to the major halls and houses, use the formation to block the enemy, and try to delay the enemy's footsteps." Manjushri said immediately.

As this disciple left in a hurry, Manjushri could no longer hold back the impulse in his heart, and shouted: "Uncle Shi, Lingshan is now in a hurry, and I hope that Uncle Shi will act quickly, and forgive the disciple for being presumptuous." ”

With that, Manjushri prepared to push open the door of the Mahavira Hall and walk inside.

But before the Bodhisattva could take action, he suddenly turned around sharply and looked to the northwest. I saw a black line quickly spread in his eyes, followed by a series of agile figures leaping forward, and the cyan magic weapon leather armor looked so dazzling.

"Wudang Flying Army! Mingyu! Manjushri stood straight, looked at the person and said word by word.

The Wudang Flying Army is a newly established trump card army in the Yunlong Palace, although its reputation is not obvious, but its leader Ming Yu and the generals of the Wudang Flying Army are all elite disciples who defected from the Buddhism Gate, how can the Buddhism not pay attention.

It can be said that Buddhism's attention to the Wudang Flying Army is far beyond everyone's imagination, and even more than the old ace army of Yunlong Palace.

"Manjushri, long time no see."

The person who came was Mingyu and his Wudang Flying Army.

When the enemy meets, they are very red-eyed!

In the three-way army, the Dingjun cavalry is certainly invincible and unstoppable. But the Wudang Flying Army is even more people blocking and killing, and the Buddha is blocking and destroying the Buddha. The ferocity of that force is simply easy for people and ghosts, and they are cowardly before fighting.

In addition, the generals of the Wudang Flying Army were originally very familiar with the Lingshan Mountain, so they did not go to the main gate, but skillfully attacked from another road with extremely weak defenses, and went straight to the heart of the Lingshan - the Daxiong Treasure Palace.

Manjushri looked at Mingyu and the others, who were completely different from the original on the spiritual mountain, and his face was expressionless on the surface, but he secretly sighed in his heart. Don't look at the people who defected at the beginning, there were only more than 100 people, but all of them were talents who were selected from a hundred, and they were not under the inner disciples carefully cultivated by Buddhism, and even exceeded. Many of them are candidates for the inner disciples and core disciples, ready to inhale the cultivation of good students in the inner door at any time.

But who would have thought that a sudden change would not only greatly damage the prestige of Buddhism, but also lose a large number of future backbone disciples. The better Mingyu and the others performed, the more uncomfortable Manjushri felt in their hearts, and the more resolute they were in their desire to eradicate each other.

It's a pity that Qin Yun secretly made a move at the beginning, and Cuiyun Mountain and some people in the West who were sympathetic to Mingyu and others, or who were afraid of Buddhism, were also secretly dragging their feet, which allowed Mingyu and others to escape smoothly, and now it has finally become a major disaster for Buddhism.

"Shoot!"

There was nothing to say when the two sides met, and as soon as Mingyu gave an order, the Wudang Fei Army, which had already surrounded Manjushri Bodhisattva, immediately shot the sharp arrow in his hand. Countless sharp arrows rained down on each other like a storm, as if to drown Manjushri.

"Royal!"

Manjushri sighed secretly, and behind him was the Mahavira Treasure Hall, which was also an important spiritual symbol of Buddhism. If it were somewhere else, he could easily dodge it, but now he can't make this choice, he can only regret the rain of arrows.

Thinking of this, Manjushri couldn't help but look at Mingyu opposite, his eyes were deep. Being able to think of all this in a short period of time and make a quick decision is a first-class mentality and courage.

"What a pity! He was supposed to be a disciple of Buddhism, dedicating everything to the growth of my Buddha. ”

Behind Manjushri a huge swastika appeared, blooming with endless golden light, forming a huge golden wall that blocked all the sharp arrows that came at him, and even many of them bounced back. If it were to be an ordinary army, I am afraid that there would be a lot of casualties in this alone, and it would even cause the morale of the army to be shaken and the army to be in chaos.

However, the Wudang Flying Army is not an ordinary army, it was built by Qin Yun according to the standards of the ace army, although it is still a fledgling, but it already has the foundation that a strong army should have. When a large number of sharp arrows were rebounded, the whole army was still calmly arranged, advancing and retreating in an orderly manner, performing its own duties, not being frightened by this posture at all, and initially showing the demeanor of a strong army.

Although Manjushri seemed to easily resist the arrow array of the Wudang Flying Army, none of the generals of the Wudang Flying Army below Mingyu were discouraged, and wave after wave of sharp arrows still sprinkled towards Manjushri Bodhisattva without stopping, without a moment's pause, trapping Manjushri Bodhisattva, the great master of the peak of the Dao Venerable, alive in a square inch, without any room for display.

The army is never afraid of those masters who charge directly into battle, because the army will fully teach you how to be a man when the time comes, and the iron will also reforge you. But if you encounter those masters who are on the edge and can't slip their hands, that's the biggest headache.

。 Writing Chinese Network M.