Zhao Feng crossed the Holy Buddha City and headed directly towards the Buddha Capital, during the journey of more than ten days, he encountered countless fierce beasts unique to the desert, which also seemed to Zhao Feng, whether it was the Apocalypse Seed or the Academy Book and the Buddha Lotus Seed had been effectively tempered and more powerful, and the reason why Zhao Feng did not enter the Holy Buddha City was that there was nothing in the city that Zhao Feng wanted to get, and the Holy Buddha City knew that it was established by one or more Holy Buddhas, but the real origin was established by ordinary Buddha people, and the most important of them was that the Holy Buddha City was the only city without a temple.

When Zhao Feng stood at the gate of the Buddha capital after more than ten days of travel, he also had to marvel that it was really a miracle that a city like the Buddha Capital could be built in the Western Desert.

In the Western Desert, the city is generally built of sand and soil, and only a small amount of stone is used in it, but the Buddha is different, whether it is the city wall or the palace, it is made of expensive marble, majestic and magnificent, and most importantly, Zhao Feng feels a certain formation and Buddha power in the Buddha capital.

Zhao Feng looked at the majestic city without any hesitation and stepped into the Buddha Capital, and at the same time, when Zhao Feng entered the Buddha Capital, a person trapped in the deepest part of the palace stared.

"Finally here, haha, finally here, Buddha, the person you are waiting for is finally here," the man laughed uncontrollably in the dark, shaking the entire stone house, and dust splashed down.

In the backyard of the Buddha Palace, countless beautiful maids stood around a pavilion in the garden, and at this time, in addition to the current queen mother of the Buddha Kingdom, there was a monk.

The Queen Mother looked at the monk in front of her, sighed slightly, did not say anything, waved her hand, and let all the maids in the garden withdraw.

And the monk turned the Buddhist beads in his hand and did not speak, as if he was waiting for the Queen Mother to speak.

"I didn't expect you to come to see me," the Queen Mother said.

After hearing this, the monk paused briefly for a moment in the bead that was spinning in his hand, and then continued to rotate and said, "You are my mother."

After hearing the monk's words, the queen mother's expression instantly froze, and then two lines of tears fell silently, and unconsciously stretched out her hand to touch the monk's face, but the monk saw the queen mother's hand stretched out and took a few steps back, and the queen mother was stunned and found that she was out of shape, and then sat down calmly.

"Should I call you Qinghong or Li Ji," the Queen Mother said in thought, but there was countless sadness in her voice.

"Qinghong," the monk replied.

The Queen Mother nodded and continued, "The reason for coming back this time"

"Dalin Temple, King Feng of the Great Song Dynasty, and the Bureau of the Buddha" Qinghong simply said three words.

The Queen Mother didn't speak, in fact, she already knew the purpose of Qinghong's return this time, and she also knew the purpose of Dalin Temple, or the purpose of the forbidden land in the back mountain.

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At the same time the Imperial Palace Emperor's Study

The Buddha Emperor looked at Aoba standing in the main hall with a face that couldn't tell whether it was anger or surprise, but it was just so bland, and Aoba just closed his eyes and was silent, and the countless two-leaf lotus flowers around him bloomed and then withered.

"You can think about it," Aoba said with a sigh after a long time.

The Buddha Emperor didn't speak, but that determined expression gave Aoba an answer.

"That's good, Dalin Temple will not participate in this battle between the emperor and queen, but you can't destroy Dalin Temple's plan, this is the bottom line," Aoba said.

The Buddha Emperor nodded, then turned to look at the portrait of the Buddha hanging behind him, Aoba did not speak, shook his head, and exited the main hall, while a military general in armor and a civil servant in official uniform entered the main hall.

"Your Majesty, when you are ready," said the man.

The Buddha Emperor said, "Don't worry, wait until he is born, and start acting"

Wen Chen and the military generals nodded after hearing this, and they didn't know who he was in the mouth of the Buddha Emperor, but they were the emperor's descendants, and they knew the importance of this plan.

In the imperial garden, only the Queen Mother and a few maids remained, and there was a woman in armor, and the woman in armor looked at the Queen Mother and did not speak.

The Queen Mother looked at the sky, then looked at the woman and said, "King Feng of the Great Song Dynasty has entered the Buddha Capital, and he is also about to be born, we don't care about the plan of this Dalin Temple, the emperor's side will definitely seize our power in this plan."

"Queen Mother, or kill the emperor now," the woman said without any taboos.

The Queen Mother shook her head and said, "Now Dalin Temple does not interfere in the dispute between the emperor and the queen, but because of my negligence, the emperor is now able to fight with us, let everyone prepare for this is the last battle between the emperor and the queen, whoever wins, can control the entire Buddha country."

"Yes," the woman nodded, and exited the Imperial Garden.

And in a forbidden place in the deepest part of the palace, even the emperor and the queen mother could not set foot in a courtyard, Qinghong and Qingye stood in the courtyard and looked at the house.

The house was pitch black, and I saw only a figure tied up with a note of paper, and I couldn't see my face clearly.

"Let him step into the realm of knowing his fate through my Dharma," said the figure in the room.

"You know the Buddha's game, and you know that the Buddha spent a full nine hundred years waiting for this moment," Aoba began.

The figure in the house suddenly raised its head and looked at Qingye with great hideousness, and if Zhao Feng saw that face, he would be extremely shocked, because that face was the same as Zhao Feng's touch.

"In three days, your shackles will be opened, and then he will be in the Imperial Temple," Aoba said before turning to leave, while Qinghong sat cross-legged and closed her eyes and recited the words of the Buddha.

In the house, he looked at the leaving Qingye and the sitting Qinghong, and then looked at the sky and suddenly laughed, and the laughter was extremely desolate and sad, as if countless years had passed.

At the same time, countless officials from the six ministries in the Buddha capital began to act, and most of the departments that controlled the forces of the Buddha capital and the imperial palace also began to act.

The most important thing is that those forces in the darkness are also acting, and an impending storm is brewing in the Buddha capital unconsciously.

At this time, Zhao Feng was still walking on the streets of the Buddha Capital, looking at the countless people from all over the world.

Suddenly, there was thunder in the sky, and then when a drop of rain fell to the ground, countless rains fell into the earth, and countless pedestrians on the streets, some of them hurriedly hid in the eaves, and some of them were full of them, and they hurried home or inns.

Zhao Feng let the rain wet his white shirt and walked on the street, and all the pedestrians on the road pointed and whispered to see what Zhao Feng said.

Zhao Feng walked forward in the rain, felt the rain of the Western Desert with his heart, and the Buddha lotus seeds in his body rotated unconsciously, and then absorbed the aura of heaven and earth, only to see that slowly, the innate realm of Buddhism that had stayed for a long time, and then this moment in the rain entered the Tongxuan, and then climbed all the way into the realm of knowing fate, and finally reached the realm of innate knowing fate.

"I feel it, that familiar breath, that breath that has made me longing for countless nights in the Western Desert," Zhao Feng was not happy because the Buddhist breath in his body had reached the innate destiny, but muttered something to himself.

And Aoba, who walks in the palace, also walks in the rain, but the rain does not stick to him, and he is also saying something in his mouth.

"The Buddha is in a good situation, but I don't know if this is the end of you or him," said Lin Zimel, the mountain behind the academy, looking at the west.

And the rhubarb around him is just like a human being, and it is also looking at the West.