Hearing Master Abbot's angry shout, Elder Lifa laughed angrily and looked at Master Liran and the others with a sneer.

Master Ran and Yuchuni looked embarrassed, and the abbot didn't know that they had personally participated in the war at Mingwang Temple.

Master Abbot never seemed to have thought of rebelling against the imperial court, and let the Fa lead the monks and soldiers to rescue the Mingwang Temple, which was just a decision of the Council of Elders, and he never thought of fighting against the government.

But alas, now that they have been caught up in this storm, they can't help themselves.

After a while, Master Ran said: "Senior brother, for the sake of today's plan, I'm afraid we can't let the imperial court cut us down and eradicate the roots." Although we are Buddhist monks, Emperor Wu is doing the anti-heaven act of erasing the Buddha's way. We, we have to defend and resist!"

When the abbot master heard this, the anger on his face decreased slightly, but he still said: "Even so, the imperial court still leaves us room to survive. ”

He said helplessly: "Although there are only 5,000 people left in Nanzong Temple, it has preserved the seeds of Buddhism and survived this difficult time, and there may not be no time for revival." ”

Yuchuni spoke, "Senior Brother Abbot, you are thinking too simply. The wall fell down and everyone pushed it, seeing that Buddhism and Taoism were overthrown, Confucianism and Taoism would never stand idly by.

She sneered: "As for Emperor Wu, his mind is even more difficult to guess. If we don't do it ourselves, I'm afraid we won't have a chance to survive again. ”

At this moment, behind everyone, there was a sudden sound of neatness and fragmentation on the opposite side of the Du'e Bridge, and in the midst of surprise, everyone looked over there and couldn't help but gasp again.

I saw ten Taoist priests dressed in blue-gray Taoist robes, leading thousands of Taoist soldiers, towards Nanzong Temple.

At the same time, there was also a group of white-robed scholars, young and old, leading the silver-armored warriors who were several times larger than the Taoist soldiers to march in unison and block them together with the Taoist soldiers.

The people of Nanzong Temple looked at it coldly, and there were at least five or six thousand silver-armored soldiers.

Taoist priests and Taoist soldiers are embroidered with a black and white Taiji diagram on their chests, a golden dragon meanders through the Taiji diagram, and the golden dragon head wears out of the Taiji diagram and roars outward, which is the sect badge of the Taiqing Sect!

Yifeng fixed his eyes and saw that Han Ling Heavenly Master was also among the ten Taoist priests, and he was not standing at the forefront, his body was still in the middle.

And standing at the end, the youngest Taoist priest was Wei Xuan, who was shining with the seven-star sword in Xuanming Square!

The Dao soldiers they brought over, Yifeng and the others also saw it for the first time, but they felt that these Dao soldiers were very extraordinary.

Each Taoist soldier was dressed in gray cloth armor, and he carried a huge cyan gourd behind him, which was the same color as the cyan fireworks gourd of Zhang Qi, who had emerged in Xuanming Square before, but he didn't know what was in their gourd.

However, thousands of Taoist soldiers and thousands of gourds stood behind the Taoist priests of Taiqingmen, and under a trace of secrecy, they looked strangely powerful.

When Ichifeng listened to the lectures of Senior Brother Ben Chang and Master Zhi Ran before, they mentioned that although Taiqing Sect also advocates pure cultivation in general with Buddhism, their Taoism is mysterious and abnormal, and many cultivation methods have been derived from it, such as alchemy and enlightenment, or swordsmanship practice, or deep study of the Dharma Circle, and so on.

These are quite ordinary, but there are still some Daomen who have found another way, using the magic weapon gourd to raise wind, thunder, water and fire, raising weird sword qi, as well as star magic powers, secret magic powers, sacrificial magic powers, and many other methods, and even rumored to be able to sprinkle beans into soldiers, forming a huge formation, and then matching the military formation magic array, the power is amazing.

Although the Daomen seem to be low-key, they have been rooted in the Dawu Kingdom together with Buddhism for thousands of years, and their history is longer than that of Dawu Buddhism, and their strength should not be underestimated.

However, when Shuli saw the group of white-robed scholars and the thousands of silver-armored warriors behind him, his heart sank completely:

The leader is his father, the patriarch Shu Yu, the second person in the authority of the book family.

Behind him were several other elders and the most top-notch sons of the younger generation, many of whom were his juniors.

Behind them is the army of calligraphers who do not return to the mountain and inhabit the phoenix city!

Shuli's face tightened, his eyes flashed, and when he saw Shushan's figure, his eyes flashed with melancholy.

His last eyes suddenly fixed on one person, and that person was Zheng Wenqi, a powerful genius disciple of the Holy Academy who was in the limelight at the Junzhou Dao Conference!

Of course, Yifeng also saw it, but he was very surprised, he was only stumbled and recovered from half of his injuries after this period of time buffer to escape from Zhan Yanzhang's pursuit, plus an adventure.

But today, when I saw Wei Xuan and Zheng Wenqi, two opponents who were also seriously injured, they were like nothing, and the strong heritage of Taiqing Gate and the Holy Academy made people have to pay attention to them.

But now he didn't have time to think about it, he didn't know what kind of medicine was being sold in the gourd when these people suddenly appeared here.

The faces of Master Abbot and Master Zhiran and others changed several times before they could stabilize their minds.

Master Abbot gritted his teeth, his face was gray, but he walked firmly towards the Due Bridge.

Elder Lifa immediately made a look, and asked the disciples of the Faxiang Academy to secretly go to the back mountain of Lingyun Mountain, and then greeted Master Abbot and the others.

Since the bridge was no longer bustling with pilgrims, it seemed very wide.

The people of Nanzong Temple walked up to the bridge, stopped in the middle of the bridge, and the nine heavenly masters and Wei Xuan on the opposite side of the bridge, led hundreds of gourd soldiers, Shuyu and a group of Shu family members, led hundreds of silver-armored soldiers, and walked to the middle of the bridge.

The rest of the Dao soldiers and silver-armored warriors were all lined up behind them, winding into the distance of the avenue behind them. The tiled roofs and roofs on both sides of the bridge are also full of Taoist soldiers and soldiers.

Yifeng and the others looked around, the red wooden stoppers on the cyan gourds of the Dao soldiers, and the dark spears in the hands of the silver-armored warriors, were black and red, like a thunderous rainstorm, restless and restless.

The thousands of swarthy spears, their sharp white blades, shone against the black body.

There is a strange soldier in Qifeng City who is all equipped with the "Cloud Tip Spear" that can imprint a powerful magic circle, and Shuli has never seen it, and it is only today that he has seen their true face of Lingshan.

On the Du'e Bridge, there are only about 30 figures in the Nanzong Temple on the left, and under the backdrop of the large number of Confucianism and Taoism on the right, it is even more lonely and small.

The autumn wind blows up the fallen leaves in the bridge, and they are as desolate as the flying leaves.

At this time, the monks on Lingyun Mountain also heard the news, and some elders hurriedly ran down the mountain with them, the same blue-gray simple monk robes, in addition to the monks who stayed in the temple, the monks who went down the mountain were only two or three thousand.

Seeing the monks coming down the mountain, they didn't wait for the Taiqingmen Heavenly Master and Shuyu to make any moves, only to hear thousands of Taoist soldiers and thousands of silver-armored soldiers shouting in unison, and the sound was like a monstrous tide, blasting towards the people of Nanzong Temple standing at the head of the bridge.

Immediately, all the cloth armor soldiers turned over and took off the cyan gourd behind their backs, and the red wooden plugs were aimed in the direction of Nanzong Temple, covering the red wooden plugs with one hand, ready to go.

And all the silver-armored soldiers held guns in both hands, and their dark spears were aimed at Nanzong Temple, accompanied by neat and majestic cheers, showing great might.

The faces of the abbot master and the others were ugly, and Yifeng and the others also looked solemn, looking at the overwhelming deterrence on the opposite side, they were still able to stabilize their mentality.

But the dozen or so disciples who came down behind him were all Amitabha Buddha on weekdays, where had they ever seen such a huge battle?

Thousands of people roared in unison, and a few of them were frightened, their faces were pale, their feet were weak, they were unsteady on their feet, and they sat on the ground.

After being silent for a long time, the abbot master took a step, folded his hands, and said in an astringent voice: "Amitabha, the senior brothers of Confucianism and Taoism came to our temple in person, and they have not been far away, and I ask for forgiveness." It's just that I don't know what the people want to do with such pomp and circumstance?"

Shu Yu on the other side didn't have the potential to answer, just stared at Shuli on the other side of the bridge.

The one led by the nine Heavenly Masters next to him took a step, his face was resolute, his beard was white, and he was quite breezy and bonely.

The look in his eyes flashed, he looked at the abbot master, and said, "Enlightenment, the contempt is the Taiqingmen Heavenly Master, Zu Yan, I don't know if you have heard of it?"

The abbot master's heart was awe-inspiring, and he said: "The name of the ancestor of the Taiqing Sect, Yantianshi, is like thunder, Your Excellency is the current head of the Taiqing Sect, the first day master under the head of the Taiqing Sect, how dare the old monk say that he has not heard of it." ”

Zu Yan nodded and said: "There is no need to say more polite words, this time, we are not the people of the court, so we will not make things difficult for everyone, but just bring a message to the Buddhist and Taoist people first." ”

Master Abbot folded his hands together and said, "The old monk listens. ”

Zu Yan paused for a moment and said, "The day before yesterday, Emperor Wu of the Great Martial Kingdom personally issued the Fifth Golden Dragon Decree: In order to restore the prosperity of the population of the Great Martial Kingdom, order all female monks to return to the laity! Furthermore, order all Buddhist monks under the age of fifty to return to the laity! If there is anyone who does not comply, it will not matter if you are killed!"

There was still a thunderclap in everyone's ears!