Chapter 295 Fear of power but not virtue

"What a meditation monastery!"

Standing on top of the tall bell tower, every move in the meditation monastery fell into Su Zimo's eyes.

When martial arts cultivation reached such a level as him, his five senses were enhanced to the point of incomparable, even the grass and trees in the distance, and even the thin texture on the leaves, was also exquisite.

In his observation, the method of chanting the scriptures by the monks in the monastery is to recite the scriptures in one breath, so the chanting of the scriptures is like breathing, and they are divided into two groups, one group is finished, and the other group continues uninterruptedly, so it can be like flowing water.

If the length of the chanting sound is used as a measure of the time of spitting, the monks here have a very deep foundation of internal skills, and the number of people in each group should be in the hundreds.

More than 200 monks with strong martial arts, plus a monk who has practiced closed-mouth meditation for decades, and the four protectors of the Vajra, combined with the advantages of the terrain, if you fight and go, the combat power of the entire meditation meditation monastery is indeed not something that ordinary people can deal with.

What's more, behind it, there is such a behemoth as Buddhism.

Any force that wants to move a single hair of its hair must consider the outcome of fighting with Buddhism.

"It's a pity that I met my ......"

Thinking like this in his heart, Su Zimo did not slack off in the slightest, but stared at the wind and grass in the Zen courtyard.

"Ding! Bite! Bite! ”

The sound of three crisp chimes came from the main hall where the evening class was held, and the chanting suddenly stopped.

The whole Zen monastery is silent, only the sound of insects chirping, gradually filling the space of the mountain and the temple.

One after another, the monks clasped their palms together and walked out of the main hall behind the bronze hall.

I saw that the monk who was like a long snake formation, not only did not disperse, but also walked straight towards the white stone square under the leadership of a blue-robed monk with a terrifying body shape who was different from other monks in gray robes.

Two hundred and thirty-two monks, neatly arranged in more than ten rows between Manjushri and the bell tower, facing the Bodhisattva shrine.

Although there were a large number of people, they did not hear the slightest sound, and even the sound of breathing was lacking.

In addition to the tall and burly monk in the blue monk's robe at the lead, there were also three monks in blue monk's robes like him, with different appearances and four corners with him.

It is easy to guess that they are the four protectors of the Pure Mind Monastery.

"Boom!"

The door of the bronze hall opened automatically without wind, revealing the dark space inside.

"Amitabha!"

With this neat sound of the Buddha's name, a tall and handsome monk leisurely stepped out of the bronze hall and stood on the top of the white stone steps of the hall.

His figure is slender and dashing, his nose is straight, he looks very big, and the curved curve of his upper lip and slightly upturned lower lip give off a certain indescribable charm, embedded in his slender face is both very beautiful and leisurely.

The lower collar is broad, and the beautiful face has a kind of transcendent and secular divine light, and the demeanor is neither weak nor domineering, but teaches people to look comfortable and natural.

The most memorable thing at first sight is his pair of deep and unfathomable eyes, which can make anyone born with an unfathomable depth and a heart that dare not be underestimated.

Empty.

Almost instantly, such a name appeared in Su Zimo's mind.

"Do it!"

In a trance, a burst of shouting sounded.

In the next second, countless forbidden soldiers broke into the door, and the clothes and armor on their bodies reflected a palpitating cold light under the moonlight!

"What people!"

All the monks changed color.

Who would have thought that the Meditation Meditation Temple, which has always been transcendent, would dare to break into the world's disapproval, and it still looks murderous.

"On the orders of His Majesty, surround the Meditation Temple!"

The person who spoke was naturally Yu Wenhua with a grim face, the latter nodded slightly, looked at the wolf, looked around at the monks in the field, and sneered: "You are hiding heavy treasures, intending to rebel, and you can be arrested if you know each other, and you can avoid death!" ”

"Bold, who are you to dare to falsely proclaim the Holy Decree."

An angry roar came, and it was none other than the unresent of one of the four Dharma Protectors.

In the face of this critical moment, he is also a little anxious, knowing that once he admits the identity of the other party, he will inevitably be unable to escape, and it is better to die and not admit it.

It's a pity......

"Do you dare to ignore my will?"

An unhurried voice came out, like a whisper, with a bit of leisure, but full of indescribable deterrence, which made everyone on the field subconsciously turn their heads.

Under the moonlight, a figure fell like a fairy by virtue of the wind.

"See Your Majesty, long live my emperor!"

Yu Wenhua, the leader and the first to take the lead, the forbidden soldiers on the field also saluted.

Seeing this scene, the faces of the monks, especially the four protectors Vajra, became even more ugly.

"Your Majesty, is this going to be an enemy of my Buddhism?"

At this moment, I also feel that the situation is becoming more and more difficult to control, and in a hurry, I said such a sentence.

"With you, too?"

Hearing this, the smile on Su Zimo's face became clearer and brighter, his eyes flashed with a hint of brilliance, and he said quietly: "Not to mention that you and other private treasures of the jade seal of the country, the picture is very big, even today, I will burn this meditation meditation monastery, what can you do?" ”

In the end, he didn't bother to pay attention to the empty people, and waved his hand.

"Yu culture and, hands-on!"

"Yes!"

"Amitabha, Your Majesty and slow ......"

In the midst of the crisis, after being silent, he stepped forward quickly, folded his hands, and silently performed a Buddhist salute, saying: "We are willing to hand over the Heshi Bi, and please ask Your Majesty to open the net." ”

In the voice, it is also full of helplessness.

Now, as a meditation monastery, it is empty, and I can recognize the situation more clearly than the others present.

Buddhism is used to being arrogant, and has always been in an attitude of indifference to the imperial power, but he doesn't want to, His Majesty the Sui Emperor in front of him has already moved to kill Buddhism, so he will have today's actions......

If you can't avoid this calamity, the day when Buddhism will be destroyed is not far away.

"It's late."

The faint words sounded, as if confirming what the hollow was thinking.

"Shoot the arrows."

Suddenly, countless arrows flew into the locusts, and the field was full of "snort" sounds.

And these monks, naturally, will not sit still, many people roared angrily, and a burst of golden true qi erupted from their bodies, attacking the forbidden army.

There are also four Dharma Protectors, King Kong, who quickly came to the empty body and guarded each other.

After the first batch of arrows, many monks were inevitably hung with colors, and there were many corpses lying on the ground, and then they did not wait for these monks to react, and a group of well-trained crossbowmen replaced the previous group.

"Snort, sneer."

In this case, the potential of the individual is exploding.

It was also for Su Zimo to see the combat power of these monks and their determination.

"Protect the Zen Master!"

"Quick, fast, retreat quickly, stay in the green mountains, don't be afraid of no firewood!"

"Yang Guang, you faint king, indiscriminately killing innocents, in this quiet place of Buddhism, do this kind of killing, the Buddha will not let you go!"

Hearing the roar that erupted from the death of Dao, Su Zimo was dumbfounded, and turned his head to look at Shi Zhixuan on the side, who also looked unmoved, but the light flashing in his eyes revealed what he was thinking.

"Pei Qing, you say, am I a faint king?"

"Your Majesty went to Goguryeo, opened up the territory, and promoted sweet potatoes, benefiting the country and the people, and even implementing the imperial examination system, so that the poor scholars had the opportunity to show their strengths, and they were a generation of Ming Jun," Pei Ju said.

These words are indeed his sincere intentions.

Not to mention anything else, the imperial examination system alone, after the development of the past ten years, is now also the beginning of the results, many people of insight have seen what huge power is behind it.

This power, if it grows stronger, is enough to make all gate valve families tremble!

"Yes, although I think that I can't be compared with the Three Emperors and Five Emperors, Qin Emperor and Han Wu, at least I am not a faint monarch." Su Zimo smiled lightly, with a hint of playfulness in his eyes, and said quietly.

"It's just, why are there still people who keep shouting 'faint king'?"

"This ......"

didn't wait for Shi Zhixuan to speak, but saw Su Zimo and said to himself: "Since ancient times, the people have been afraid of power but not virtue, that's it. ”

"Your Majesty, are you planning to ......?"

Asking the string song and knowing the meaning of elegance, being able to follow Su Zimo's side for such a long time, Shi Zhixuan already knew that His Majesty the Emperor was definitely not the kind of monarch who only knew benevolence.

"Naturally, it is necessary to counter violence with violence, and stop killing with killing!"

"Boom-"

With such words, even Shi Zhixuan, who was born in the Demon Sect, felt a chill in his heart.

With the end of the conversation between the two, the monks who were meditating on the meditation monastery on the field also died one after another, and even the four protectors of the Dharma Vajra, under the continuous rain of arrows like a tide, also died of exhaustion.

Only the seriously injured were left, and they fled into the bronze hall in a panic.

"Pei Qing."

Looking at the forbidden army, under the leadership of Yu Wenhua, inspecting the corpses on the square, and from time to time making up for the critical places, Su Zimo also smiled lightly: "The thief's head is empty, and now he is in the bronze hall, I don't know Aiqing, are you willing to take off this person's head for me?" ”

"Nature."

Now, Shi Zhixuan also understood why His Majesty asked him to come with him, and almost without thinking, he stepped into the bronze hall.

After a stick of incense.

"Your Majesty, I am glad that I have not been dishonored."

But he saw that Shi Zhixuan's face was pale, and although there were no scars on his body, it was also a huge consumption of true qi. And in his hands, on one side is an empty head, and on the other side, there is a small box.

"Good work."

Taking the box with his hand, Su Zimo nodded slightly, and took it out without hesitation.

It is a pure white and flawless, shining jade seal. The seal is carved with five dragon cross-button patterns, the craftsmanship is ingenious, but there is a corner missing, make up the gold, on the jade seal, there are two lines of seals.

It is the eight words of "ordered by the sky, both longevity and eternal prosperity".

emmmm…… The protagonist is starting to attack Buddhism, is he happy, is he not surprised?

(End of chapter)