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Remnants of the sunset.

The sultry breath was not swept away, and the mountain gate of Dingzen Temple was closed. Pilgrims and believers descend the mountain, leaving the monks of each monastery alone to stay on the mountain. However, none of the four people in Dingchan Temple explained why they did not let the monks of each temple leave, which made the monks gathered in the Daxiong Treasure Hall confused.

"Stinky boy, before the old man agreed, you rushed the ducks to the shelves, this meal of silver money received, if it weren't for the old man's quick response, it would almost be a mess of porridge!"

Seeing Ma Xiuyuan standing outside a monk's room in the back mountain, Shen Qingming pointed and scolded. He was almost squeezed to death by the crowd of fanatical pilgrims today.

Ma Xiuyuan said with a serious face: "It's up the mountain." ”

Shen Qingming shook off the ledger and asked with some confusion: "What went up the mountain?"

Matthew Yuan closed his eyes, sighed, and said, "My father...... Today, all the temples of Guangling were robbed. When he said this, Ma Xiuyuan's heart was a little calm, as if this was in line with Ma Gao's nature.

There was the sound of birds returning to their nests in the forest on one side, and the sao bao chicken seemed to feel the dullness in Ma Xiuyuan's heart today, and went back to his chicken coop early to sleep.

The closed door behind him opened, Qiu Hao walked out with his hands covered in blood, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said slowly: "Go in." They're fine for now. ”

Shen Qingming didn't know if he was too busy today, or if he was too surprised to hear Ma Xiuyuan's words, he felt that his ears were buzzing constantly, and he muttered alone with a pale face: "How is it possible...... How dare he......"

The smell of herbs mixed with blood in the room. The three old monks closed their eyes and were healing their wounds with Buddha power. The old man in the Pavilion was slightly injured and leaned against the wall.

The monk hurriedly came, staying in Hengyuan and Hengkong to stabilize the monks of each temple in the Daxiong Treasure Hall, "The mountain gate is closed, and there is a wonderful mountain guarding it, there should be no problems." Xiuyuan, this ...... What the hell is going on?"

"Don't stand, sit down, everybody. Ma Xiuyuan saw the wooden box held by the old man in the pavilion, shook his head and sighed: "There is one thing, maybe you don't know, the Buddha relics in Hanhai are actually a killing game. ”

Shen Qingming had experienced the nightmare of Ma Gao's destruction of the imperial gate, and now he was even more frightened, and asked, "The bureau laid out by the King of Guangling?"

Ma Xiuyuan shook his head and said, "A very powerful, very secret force, enough to destroy the power of all of us. "When the Buddha Kingdom was in his hands, he was almost found by the black hand.

Hearing Ma Xiuyuan's description, everyone's faces were extremely pale. Monk Laitou is even more in a mood of ups and downs. Dingzen Temple has just flourished, didn't you expect to go through such a big ordeal?

"But don't worry, that force is not aimed at our small world of the Emblem Domain, it is just a coincidence. But this coincidence was used by people with a heart to set up a game within a game. The elders of the Buddhist sect in Guangling have destroyed more than ten people, and of course there are many Jianghu sects in charge. ”

The old man who guarded the pavilion said slowly: "He is right. Just two days ago, many temples in Guangling closed their mountain gates. The abbots of the two temples in Xiangguo passed away, and they had no time to estimate the other Buddhist temples. Until the early hours of this morning, the secular disciples of Xiangguo Temple were mixed with spies, and the inside and outside should be combined, and the mountain gate was opened.

We thought it was a thief who cut the path, and it was up to the temple supervisor and the monks in the temple to deal with it. However, it was not until later that he realized that the situation was not good, and he found out that it was the camp headquarters of King Guangling.

The masters of the palace, green ants, Sang Xuzi, the two elders of ancient chess, etc., besieged the senior monks in the temple. The three old monks of the German brand were just out of the formation of Bai Xiaosheng three days ago, and they were caught off guard by the other party, and I waited for the four of them to escape from Xiangguo Temple.

The old man thought that the fall of other Buddhist temple masters must have been taken advantage of in this way. ”

After he finished talking about the situation, he coughed his throat, stared at the window with solemn eyes, and said, "I, Qi Daosan, have never suffered such a big loss. The prince's subordinates are really full of masters, such a storm, the old man really doesn't know what he is going to do. ”

Shen Qingming's face turned pale and said: "When the imperial gate was still there, the old man heard that Wang Yezhi was not in Guangling, but in Tianman.

The prince is a horse bandit background, it is said that when he was young in Xiling, he often fought with the barbarians, for that rich and fertile land was once occupied, and then the king of the barbarians expelled it, only to shrink the power in Xiling, and finally his advisers offered advice, to collect the barbarians, first set Guangling.

After that, Guangling was destroyed. The old man guessed that in the future, the iron hooves of King Guangling would definitely sweep the heavens. ”

The leper monk frowned and said slowly: "If the Buddhism sect wants not to interfere in the world, what does it mean that King Guangling wants to destroy the Buddhist inheritance like this?"

The corners of Shen Qingming's mouth twitched coldly, and he said, "At the beginning, I asked Xiao Moushi under the prince's account, and he said a cruel word. Whoever has money in Guangling will fight whoever is necessary. At that time, there was no doubt that the richest was the Imperial Family. As for today, Guangling's Buddhism is becoming more and more prosperous, and every year incense and silver money, disciples are recruited, and talents are abundant. Naturally, it has become a thorn in the side of the prince. ”

Matthew has only been in this small world for four years, so it is naturally impossible to know everything about what kind of person his father is. In the past, in the palace, I always thought that my father was just a worldly prince who guarded Guangling, but now it seems that I don't know such a simple thing.

"How do we do that?"

This question is more like asking Matthew Yuan directly.

Ma Xiuyuan sighed and said: "It is estimated that it is now the moment of life and death in Dingchan Temple, not only Dingchan Temple, but even the Buddhist inheritance of Guangling, I am afraid that it will be destroyed in one fell swoop." ”

"Should...... Probably not. There are so many followers of Buddhism and Taoism, so they won't just perish, right?"

Ma Xiuyuan had already seen through all the layouts of Ma Gao in a trance, and said with a somewhat ugly face: "Once all the Buddhism sects are destroyed, it will be a serious blow to the faith for believers. What do you think of the emergence of a Protestant religion at this time?"

"How is that possible! Where can we find a religion that can compete with Buddhism?"

The wooden box in Qi Daosan's hand trembled, and he said slowly: "If you call the vengeful ancient Buddha, it is indeed very possible. ”

Monk Lai Tou exclaimed, "If they do this, aren't they afraid of the Holy Lord's condemnation?"

"I know my father's character, and now I can be sure that the Holy Lord does not know what happened in Guangling. "So the first thing we need to do is to spread the news, at least so that the Buddhist monasteries that haven't suffered yet know about it.

Qi Daosan narrowed his eyes and nodded, "Leave this to me." It is estimated that in Guangling, there are only hanging temples and several Lingnan temples that have not suffered this catastrophe. ”

"Well, then this will be handed over to Qi Lao. Ma Xiuyuan said, "As for the people who stay in the temple, the little monk will advise them to stay in the Dingzen Temple and wait and see what happens." The people who can pass on the edict of Buddhism in Guangling seem to have no one else except the deceased Master Deqing. ”

Shen Qingming said slowly: "The barbarians are wild, there are no Buddhist monks, although the king of the barbarians can give an edict, he may not believe what we say." King Furukawa was friendly with King Guangling again, and the old man was worried that this matter might affect Furukawa, and it was difficult to find foreign help. ”

At the moment, the chess move is becoming clearer and clearer. Ma Xiuyuan naturally understood why Buddhism was facing such a big crisis. There is no Buddha in Mount Meru, whether it is the Demon Sect or the mysterious ancient Buddha force, they all want to steal this large piece of fruit, maybe in the whole game of chess, there are countless Guangling, facing today's choice......

Destroy or live.

A huge catastrophe of Buddhist temples slowly kicked off.