He Jin chased and killed all the way, and killed all the people sent by the ten permanent servants to ambush him, but the palace was the eunuch's lair, and there were constantly people to save him, but they were all killed by him. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

He didn't rush to kill Jian Shuo and the others, but he also wanted to lure out all the henchmen of this goods, but he didn't expect the ten permanent servants and others to run over when they spotted a place.

He Jin also relied on the initial success of his divine achievements, but it depends on where Jian Shuo and them run!

The palace was already in chaos at this time, He Jin with a cruel smile, like a cat and a mouse, chased the ten permanent servants and others and fled, and saw a side hall from a distance, it seemed that the place where this group of eunuchs went was this side hall.

He Jin had some doubts in his heart, they didn't go to find their sister to be the master, they didn't gather party members, and they didn't escape from other palace gates, they actually ran towards a side hall, it was really strange, could it be that there was something ambush that couldn't be done.

He tightened the sword at his waist and strode after him.

As soon as the ten permanent attendants and others arrived at the door of the Buddha hall, they heard the sound of knocking on the wooden fish from inside, and they all breathed a sigh of relief, and shouted one after another: "Master help, Master Futu help!" ”

As soon as the door of the hall opened, a little monk who looked only thirteen or fourteen years old poked his head out and said to the eunuchs: "My master said that when the rebellion in the palace is mundane, it is inconvenient for us monks to interfere!" ”

He Jin's footsteps were like drums, and he stepped on the ground with a bang, and when he saw it, he walked to the door of the Buddha Hall, and he was ruthless: "The little monk told your master that our brothers and others should do that thing, and we agreed to what he said!" ”

The little monk muttered two sentences: "If you say no, you can't do it!" ”

Jian Shuo said loudly: "Tell your master, if you don't save me, you will announce the matter of taking the blood of the king to the public, spread it to the world, and see how your Buddhism behaves with yourself!" ”

He Jin, who was already about to walk to the Buddha Hall, was stunned for a moment when he heard Jian Shuo's shout, take the blood of the king?

There was a soft sigh from the Buddha hall, and then the door of the hall opened, and a middle-aged monk walked out slowly: "Taking the blood of the king is what Nie Moteng did, and it has nothing to do with Buddhism!" ”

Jian Shuo can't care so much about saving his life:

"Jun Shang was treated by Liu Yi's needle' puncture', and his body has been very good, then Nie Morteng wants to take the blood of Jun Shang in the golden basin, saying that it is to pray for Jun Shang, but within three days Jun Shang vomited blood and died, if it has nothing to do with the time of taking blood, who can believe it!"

"Nie Moteng is your Venerable Buddha, you said today that he has nothing to do with your Buddhism, who can believe it!"

Thorn is the medicine in the bloodletting therapy, with silver needles to puncture acupoints, release blood, it is said that later Hua Tuo is to use the method of thorn to Cao Cao to treat headache.

He Jin had already walked in, listened to all Jian Shuo's words, pointed to the ten permanent servants and the two monks and shouted: "Okay, it turned out that you colluded to murder the king, and today the general will clear the king's side!" ”

After saying that, the first time the long sword was unsheathed, this time the fist intent was directly attached to the sword, and the colorful tiger was slashed out with a sword, like a sword gang rushing out of the tip of the sword.

If the tiger formed by the previous fist intent was domineering and fierce, then the tiger that appeared on the sword at this time was full of cold and piercing killing intent.

The ten permanent attendants all screamed: "Master Futu save your life......"

The middle-aged monk sighed again and said to the little monk beside him: "Disciple, subdue demons and subdue demons!" ”

The little monk 'um', his figure flashed and rushed up, suddenly jumped on the tiger's back and hammered down with both hands, and the colorful tiger fell to the ground, and he was so pressed that he couldn't get up, struggled twice, and the momentum dissipated, and then dissipated into nothingness.

When the tiger appeared, the place it passed was like a knife cut, that is, the heavy green bricks on the ground of the Han Palace were also passed by the tiger, divided into two, and a mess.

But this little monk didn't have any magical powers, and with just a pair of fleshy palms, he surrendered this fierce tiger that was more powerful than Jian Gang, which was simply against the sky.

Seeing this, the ten permanent servants were overjoyed: "The little master is powerful, subduing demons and subduing demons, and he is about to descend He Jin, the devil!" ”

The little monk looked at his master, and when he saw that his master nodded slightly, he walked towards He Jin.

However, at this time, He Jin condensed his fist intent, his heart was resolute, and he went out directly, and pointed his long sword: "Come on, let me kill you rebels and thieves!" ”

The little monk shook his head: "The world is so ignorant, you don't know your heart, so in your eyes I am a chaotic minister and thief, I really don't know that you are a demon in a chaotic world in my eyes!" ”

As soon as he closed his palms, a golden swastika flashed out of his hand, flying straight towards He Jin.

He Jin slashed out two fierce tiger fist intent in a row, but as long as he touched this swastika spell, he was easily shattered.

At this time, He Jin also knew that he was not an opponent, and he wanted to escape, but his whole body suddenly stiffened, and he couldn't move for half a minute, so he could only meet death with his eyes open.

At this moment, the void fluctuated, and a wooden boat swung out of thin air in the three-foot-high void, and there were two Taoist priests standing on the wooden boat, and a young Taoist priest in sackcloth and bamboo at the bow of the boat, with a wave of his hand, he released a cyan sword light, and slashed straight towards the swastika spell.

As soon as the blue light and the golden light were piled up, there was a violent surge out of thin air, and the ten permanent servants and the others were almost shocked to vomit blood, and they hurriedly ran behind the master of Futu.

The person who came was Cui Zhenren and Zuo Ci who escaped into the void with the 'Sky Splitting Shuttle', and the flying sword was put by Zuo Ci!

With a buzz, the cyan sword light was bounced back to Zuo Ci's side, revealing his figure, and suddenly it was a flying sword that emitted cyan light, and although this flying sword was withdrawn by him at this time, it was still trembling.

Zuo Ci leaked a trace of surprise: "What a pure Buddha power, who are you, little monk?" ”

The little monk really didn't answer, he looked at his master, and the middle-aged monk beckoned to him: "Swear to come back!" ”

On the wooden boat, Cui Zhenren gave a salute to He Jin: "Don't worry, general, the sect leader sent me and Zuo Ci Daoyou to protect you, don't worry!" ”

Seeing some powerful people, the ten permanent servants were even more frightened and said loudly: "Master Futu, what you said about establishing Buddhism as the state religion, we should all do it, as long as you don't die today, tomorrow I will go to the queen to ask for an order, and kill them quickly!" ”

As soon as he said this, Zuo Ci and Cui Zhenren could hear it clearly, and their faces suddenly changed, their own sect leader was trying to make Daomen the state religion, but he didn't expect Buddhism to plan the same, if these people were allowed to succeed, then where would Daomen have a good life in the future, I am afraid that they will be driven out and killed!

A cold light flashed in Zuo Ci's eyes, and he pointed at his sword, intending to kill the Ten Standing Servants and the others when the two monks didn't react.

But the Master of Futu opened his mouth and said, "Good, good! Suddenly, the sky was falling, the ground was surging with golden lotus, countless visions were born, and the flying sword disintegrated in the air, turning into a pile of iron filings, and Zuo Ci fell on the boat with a mouthful of old blood spurting out.

Immediately after that, the flowers blew like a snowstorm towards the two people on the wooden boat and He Jin behind them, and each flower was like a magic weapon, with compassion and destruction at the same time.

A blue light mask suddenly rose from the wooden boat, but it was the automatic protector of the Sky Splitting Shuttle.

"Let's go, the general get on board quickly!" Cui Zhenren lifted He Jin onto the boat, urging the wooden boat to escape into the void, but something surprised him happened, no matter how he urged, the Split Sky Shuttle seemed to have cut off contact with him, and he didn't move.

Seeing that the blue light was getting dimmer and dimmer, Cui Zhenren gritted his teeth and took out a Zhenmen spirit treasure, which turned out to be a purple-black bell, which was a treasure refined by his ancestor by imitating the innate spirit treasure Soul Falling Bell, called the Soul Bell.

With a slight shake, there was a tinkling sound, and the sound waves swung out, and the ten permanent attendants, and even the little monk 'Hongoan' covered their ears and rolled on the ground.

Fu Tu's face remained unchanged, he only shook his finger at the bell, and with a 'click', the bell made a hole in it, and it actually cracked.

The magic weapon collapsed, Cui Zhenren was counterattacked, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his body shook, fortunately He Jin behind him supported him, otherwise he would have fallen on the boat.

The entire 'Sky Splitting Shuttle' continued to vibrate, and the blue light curtain gradually dissipated, seeing that the three people on the boat were about to gather under the flowers that were all over the sky.

At this moment, a black shadow swept across the sky, and the flying flowers in the sky were swept away in an instant, and then a huge iron rod several times thicker than the water tank fell straight down from the sky and smashed directly into the Futu monk on the ground.

At the top of the iron rod, Xin Han's white clothes were flying, one foot was on the stick, and a proud smile appeared on his face: "Shakya, for the sake of this incense in the world, I actually used a trace of the reincarnation of the primordial god, but what can I do, see that I will make your Buddhist plan come to naught today!" ”