Before the sun dawned and the heavens and the earth were still in darkness, some people had already fallen into a dream unconsciously.

This is the time when people are most likely to get sleepy.

But today is different, not only have some people kept vigil until now, but some sleeping people deliberately woke up at this time.

In the palace of Daducheng, it is rumored that there are masters who deduce the sand table to control every move of this Buddhist and Taoist dispute, and can even restore the situation on the scene through the change of sand.

Naturally, the common people outside the capital do not have such treatment, but there is also an official distribution map of Buddhism, which will be changed every three hours.

It's just a drawing, which allows people to watch the situation for free, but if you want to know more and more details, you don't have that ability.

In the court, the eyes of the officials were also tightly locked on the sand table.

Zhao Min deduced that if there was no fight on the first day, then there would be no fight for the next three days.

If the fight starts on the first day, it must be the first time when the sun rises and the battle between Buddhism and Taoism officially begins, and a fierce collision will break out.

The light of the sky is gentle and the sun is slowly rising.

The golden light split the whole world in two, and the soothing black image receded like a tide, covering the mountains and forests with a faint golden glow.

"Ah~~"

A disciple of the sect couldn't help but stretch out his hands in front of Jiaoyang in front of him, stretching his stiff body fiercely, looking forward to the senior brother who came to change his class to replace him earlier

"Whoosh......"

At this time, there was a faint sound of breaking wind in the air.

But the disciple raised his head and followed the sound, but saw that the sun was shining on his face, a golden light, but in this summer, the sun was still very dazzling, and it was impossible to see it for a while.

The moment he vaguely saw something clearly, a sword light broke through the air, and the next second pierced through the disciple's head.

However, what was strange was that the disciple who was pierced through his head by the sword was stunned for about a second, and then he actually stood there unscathed.

It wasn't until a moment later that he came back to his senses in a trance, but his gaze became a little dull for a while.

"Boom!"

He threw away the blade in his hand, untied his robe, and hung his hair with a dagger under the horrified gaze of the other Night Watch disciples.

"Senior brother, what are you doing?"

In the midst of the shock, a two-meter-tall bearded man quickly rushed over, with a thick beard and a black pockmark on his face.

His eyes were full of anger and surprise when he stared at his junior brother, and his thick hands stepped forward and grabbed his junior brother's shoulders hard, shaking desperately, trying to wake him up.

However, when the pair of wooden eyes swept over him, this man with a full face and beard suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and he only felt that his junior brother in front of him suddenly became strange to him.

Those eyes that should have been smart have no charm.

The stiff expression is more like a statue carved by a third-rate carpenter.

I saw my junior brother clasping his hands together and saying to him, "Amitabha! The donor is wrong, the poor monk has no dreams from now on, not your junior brother. ”

"Bah, what no dream, you forgot the night before yesterday, you also told me that you dreamed of your sister-in-law who was still beautiful, and she finally climbed into your bed, did you forget? Brother, wake up! ”

However, no matter how he shouted, his junior brother just raised his head and looked at the sky.

Until Dahan really couldn't wake him up, when he raised his head following his gaze, his pupils suddenly tightened, and a chill hit him, screaming: "Run!" ”

The voice has not yet been delivered.

In the sky, only a "whoosh" sound sounded in the air, and countless golden sword rays covered the entire camp in an instant like a torrential rain.

"Let's do it!"

Whether it is on the sand table in the palace or on another mountain, the disciples of the Quanzhen Sect.

can feel that Buddhism has made a move.

As the sun came out of the mountain, it carried the supreme Buddha might, like a torrent, and swept down, directly rushing towards the territory of those alliance sects.

Although it is said that these coalition sects have reached an agreement with each other, they take into account the problem of different beliefs among themselves.

Several campsites will be separated by a wide range of camps.

Under this design, which has both advantages and disadvantages, it naturally reduces the possibility of conflict, but also relatively reduces the ability to support each other.

It's like a piece of iron, but it's full of cracks that shatter at the slightest impact.

"Sect Leader, do you want us to make a move now!"

On another mountain, Zhang Zhijing and the others looked at the place shrouded in Buddha's light not far away with serious eyes.

This piece of Buddha light is like a sharp sword, plunging straight into the hinterland of the sect alliance, as if it wants this land of the alliance to be cut open with a sword.

Seeing this, some disciples couldn't help but shout.

The three-legged situation is very unfavorable for Buddhism, but it is a great convenience for the Quanzhen Sect.

The longer the delay, the better it will be for the Quanzhen Sect.

They had found a water source in the mountains, and by the end of the day, they had set up camp, collected enough wild vegetables, and hunted two large wild boars weighing 300 pounds.

One male and one female, the small ones were all released, and these two wild boars and wild vegetables together were enough for the disciples of the Quanzhen Sect to eat for a while.

Now, they naturally hope that this three-legged situation will last as long as possible.

However, regarding the suggestions of the disciples, Zhang Zhijing did not express any position,

A man stood in front of everyone and looked at the battle in front of him, silent for a while, only his long beard fluttering in the wind, but the whole person could not see joy and anger.

Seeing this, the other disciples did not dare to speak, so they could only wait patiently.

Zhang Zhijing is not the only person who is as patient as Zhang Zhijing, and at the same time, in the valley gap at Zhang Zhijing's feet, the majestic city wall quietly falls silent in the shadows.

It's like a giant beast that has been dormant, silently waiting for its prey to come to the door.

"It's a fierce fight."

Zhao Ke lay comfortably on the rocking chair, and by the height of the city tower, he saw the peaceful Buddha light and sunlight in the distance blending together, advancing forward like a tide.

And on the camp below, the heterochromatic light that flashed from time to time seemed to be resisting stubbornly.

It's been a long time since I've been able to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight so easily, Zhao Ke took out the pipe prepared by the bantam tiger in one hand, put on the tobacco with a beautiful cushion, lay on the chair, and began to enjoy it.

It seems that this big war has nothing to do with them.

"Dharma protector, is it really okay to do this??"

The little shaman who questioned Zhao Ke before, standing behind Zhao Ke's chair, carefully fanned Zhao Ke, although Zhao Ke was not hot at all, but he enjoyed the feeling of being served like this.

"What's the matter?? Are you still going to support them?? ”

When the little shaman heard this, he immediately shook his head like a rattle after glancing ahead.

However, after the little shaman was entangled for a while, he whispered to Zhao Ke: "But, yes...... The Han people have an idiom that says that if the mouth is gone, the teeth will be broken. ”

Zhao Ke originally wanted to correct the little shaman, but when the words came to his lips, he forgot what this idiom was called, so he simply rolled his eyes: "This is not called an idiom, this is called nonsense, okay, I can't beat it for a while, you go and boil some hot water, I'm ready to take a bath and sleep." ”

"Ahh

The little shaman looked at Zhao Ke dumbfounded, not understanding how could the Dharma Protector still have the heart to sleep at this time?

However, after Zhao Ke spoke, the little shaman didn't dare not listen, so he could only boil water for Zhao Ke with a bitter face.

After Zhao Ke finished speaking, he sent the little shaman away.

Holding a pipe in one hand, he smoked slowly, glowing reddish with the carbonized tobacco in the pipe.

A wisp of green smoke spread, and I saw a group of monks walking out of the forest not far from the woods.

Zhao Ke's eyes swept away, and they were all acquaintances.

In addition to the candidate Yu Heng, who gritted his teeth at himself, there was also the Sanjie monk and the two disciples behind him.

Seeing this, Zhao Ke's eyes were swirling, and he didn't seem surprised that the Sanjie monk took the initiative to come to the door.

Dafang got up from the chair and said, "Coincidentally, why did the Master of the Three Rings think of talking to me today." ”

"Amitabha, Xiaoyou is really extraordinary, so quickly a city was raised here on the ground, and the means of changing the sky and the earth, the old monk admired."

The Sanjie monk stared at the city in front of him, and his face couldn't hide his admiration.

You know, last night, the monks were all feeding mosquitoes on the opposite hill all night.

Because there was no preparation, most of the monks just brought a futon.

As a result, the cold wind slept in the open and did not mention it, the key is that at night, there is no place to sleep.

In contrast, Zhao Ke is simply living a fairy-like life.

How can this make Sanjie not envious and surprised.

However, this is also more determined, the monk of the three precepts wants to capture Zhao Ke today, send him to the Buddha Gate, and forcibly cross his mind.

More and more, he realized that he was underestimating this kid too much.

This time, most of them had no food, and the various sects suddenly joined together to form an alliance, and behind all this must be the support of Zhao Min.

The one who can blow the pillow wind to Zhao Min is the deputy Wang who stays behind.

This has made Buddhism very passive, and now Zhao Ke actually raised a city on a rotten stone overnight.

With such a method, Sanjie was surprised, but he felt a sense of crisis even more.

If this method was used by the Quanzhen Sect, Zhao Ke helped them build the city wall, and built it according to the formation left by the Chongyang Patriarch of the Quanzhen Sect, I am afraid that it would be even more difficult to break through the Quanzhen Sect in one fell swoop.

Thinking of this, I only listened to the monk of the three precepts and continued: "I came here today, specially to invite Xiaoyou to go to my Buddhism to talk about it, and it just so happened that the old monk had some confusion and wanted to ask Xiaoyou to answer one or two. ”

Zhao Ke squinted his eyes and said with a smiling expression: "I'm not feeling well today, I'm afraid I can't go with the master." ”

"That's just right, several senior monks on our side are proficient in medicine, and your Excellency is unwell, so you can just diagnose and treat them together."

The person who spoke was the Yuheng monk among the candidates, and he had already gritted his teeth at Zhao Ke, and he couldn't wait to rush over and take Zhao Ke down now.

Zhao Ke was not angry when he heard this, but smiled and said: "Oh, this can be considered, but my disease, the monk can't see it well, only the master can cure it." ”

"Mrs. Shi?? I don't know what kind of symptoms Xiaoyou has? ”

Sanjie obviously didn't hear Zhao Ke's ridicule, and asked with a serious face.

Seeing this, Zhao Ke said in a serious voice: "My disease is called ...... Golden hoop agitation. ”

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