The fine white snowflakes began to dense, reflecting the fire in the barracks, and the snowflakes were tossed and fluttered with the howling cold wind, and when they looked up at the sky, heavy dark clouds covered the sky, as if the day was about to fall, drowning everyone.

Yifeng lowered his head and looked at the nearly 2,000 Buddhist monks who had already put on their robes, and they were standing in the early snow of the year with their bags on their backs.

Yifeng looked at their silent faces, hesitated for a moment, and could see that he was speaking in as calm a tone as possible, and said, "Fellow Buddhist and Taoist brothers, you ······ Did the injured go to the baggage camp to see the injuries? ”

The original two thousand monks stood at the front, and one of them knelt down with a puff when he heard Yifeng's words, and he raised his face full of tears, and cried: "Buddha, can't you really open the net?" I really want to do something for Buddhism! ”

Another Buddhist monk also said: "Buddha, the big war is about to start, and the Wind Roar Army is the time to use people, even if I die, I am willing to die on the battlefield!" This troubled world is the end of the Buddha and the monks, Buddha, don't push us to the end! ”

There was a sobbing and choking sound behind the two of them, crying and begging for mercy, and some of them choked up and couldn't speak, let go of their throats and cried happily.

Yifeng looked at them calmly, shook his head slowly but firmly, and said: "Fellow Daoists, there is no punishment for the Wind Roar Army, that is because we know where the precepts of the Buddhist monks are, where the morality of the Buddhist monks is, and I have also reiterated the bottom line of the Wind Roar Army many times, which is insurmountable. ”

He helped the Buddhist monk who was kneeling on the ground up, grabbed his shoulder, and said to him seriously: "Senior brother, if you are willing to continue to practice the Buddha Tao and practice the Dharma, you will renew the incense for the Buddha Path, and the faith and fire of the Buddha will still exist in your hearts. Yes, this is a troubled time, but it is not the end of the Buddhist monks, and I believe that soon hope will come soon.

"If you want to, you can continue to practice Buddhism wherever you want, the people of Gunzhou will no longer trust us, and it will be safer for you to go there. Just now, General Shu asked you to receive more than a dozen truckloads of supplies and tents, so ······ Go ahead. ”

Then a wind let go of his hand and drooped down.

The Buddhist monk's face was silently filled with tears, and he wanted to speak, but he stopped with a wind, closed his eyes and shook his head, then opened his eyes and looked at them, and said loudly: "Fellow Daoists, I, Yifeng, thank you again for the birth and death of the Wind Roaring Army, thank you for your efforts for the survival and destruction of the Buddha's way, thank you, I am willing to cherish the future, and see you again!" ”

All the Buddhist monks turned their bodies one after another, carrying their backpacks and walking into the distance, in the howling cold wind, against the background of the fluttering and tumbling snowflakes, their backs were particularly gloomy and lonely.

Soon, their figures disappeared in the light of the fire, disappearing from view.

Yifeng slowly turned around and looked at Venerable Sada who was being supported by two Mahayana Buddhist monks next to him, he lowered his head and said nothing. Yifeng looked at Shuli and Xuanluan, who had been waiting by his side, and did not speak.

But he faced the barracks, poured spiritual power into his chest, and gushed out the stirring sound from his throat, piercing through the dense wind and snow, and the deep and powerful voice echoed over the barracks: "The big battle is about to start, if you want to leave the Wind Howler Army, please leave tonight." You can go to the baggage camp to get supplies, catch up with the colleagues who left just now, and go together. I will see you off here until dawn! ”

Then, he said to Shuli: "Fourth Senior Brother, please prepare three fast horses, rest with that scout monk in the military tent, and come to me at dawn." ”

Shuli nodded and said, "I'll arrange it, and I'll be here to accompany you." ”

Yifeng slowly shook his head and said, "You go to the military tent, maybe someone will look for you." I'm fine, don't worry. ”

He said to the two Mahayana Buddhist monks, "Two seniors, let's enter the barracks with General Shu, Master Sada and I are here together, and it will be fine." ”

The two of them looked at each other, nodded, and let go of Master Sada's arm, who suddenly collapsed on the ground.

Xuanluan slowly approached Yifeng's side, took his arm, and said, "Brother Yifeng, let me accompany you here." ”

Yifeng reached out and gently brushed away the snowflakes above Xuanluan's head, and nodded slightly.

The three of them turned around and went to the barracks, and at this moment, Master Sada raised his head sharply and roared at Yifeng: "Buddha, why do you still put me to death because I respect you so much!?" ”

The three of Shuli immediately turned their heads and looked at Master Sada with wide-eyed eyes and red eyes, Shuli's hand quietly clenched the green snake sword at his waist.

Yifeng slowly sat down, sat cross-legged opposite Master Sada, met his angry eyes, looked at him seriously, and said in a calm tone: "Senior Brother Sada, I will let Xuanluan personally send your soul back to hell, and let her intercede for you in front of the Jizo King Bodhisattva, so that you will not suffer from the pain of hell." ”

Tears suddenly welled up in Master Sada's eyes as he stared at Yifeng, he covered his face with his hands, lowered his head, and let out a "whining" sob.

Yifeng turned his head to Shuli and said, "Fourth Senior Brother, you guys go in." ”

Xuanluan stepped forward, stretched out his arms, and with a bang, two flames, one black and one red, rushed into the ground, forming a raging ring of fire, and the black and red flames surrounded Yifeng and Master Sada, she jumped and jumped into the circle of fire.

Seeing all this, Shuli nodded slowly, quietly released the green snake sword with his palm, turned around and walked into the barracks with the two Buddhist monks.

Master Sada's weeping did not stop, and the whining cry was mixed with the cold wind, adding a little chill to the cold wind.

Ichifeng sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and remembered the time when he meditated at Castle Peak Temple when he was a child.

Master, Uncle Ancestor, do you say I did the right thing?

Xuanluan leaned her back against Yifeng, hugged her knees, raised her face, and occasionally flashed a glimmer of golden light in her bright eyes, she looked at the snowflakes in the sky, remembering the last snowy night.

At that time, she was the same, after hearing the whispers of Xiu Gu and Liu Yi, she didn't know what they were going to do, and she was very worried and stayed outside Yifeng's room all night.

On that night, she was afraid that Xiugu would hurt Brother Yifeng, and from Xiugu's soul, she sensed something bad that she couldn't stop and couldn't stop from happening, which was something she couldn't see through Xiugu's soul and couldn't see clearly, which also evaded her pursuit of her talent as a hell bird, which made her very uneasy.

At that time, she was very resistant to Xiu Gu and Yi Feng's contact, for fear that she would hurt Yi Feng in her absence, until Xiu Gu left and Yi Feng almost went mad, she understood, which made her hatred for Xiu Gu reach its peak.

Later, as Ben Qian and Yifeng became more and more intimate, she seemed to understand the relationship between Xiugu and Liu Yi, and her hatred for Xiugu began to dissolve.

And now, at this time, she leaned her head sideways against Yifeng's back, listening to his powerful heart beating powerfully, but she inexplicably remembered Aunt Xiu and remembered the old days.

Why is that?

Xuanluan looked at the snowflakes flying in the dark sky, and he was puzzled.

It seems that it was because at that time, no matter how much trouble Brother Yifeng encountered and how much disaster he encountered, there was always a joy and joy in his heart that came from the divine soul and even the Dao heart.

Since Aunt Xiu left Brother Yifeng, even Sister Benqian's meticulous care and warmth of love don't seem to make Brother Yifeng truly happy.

Is the relationship between people really so irreplaceable?

This night, although Brother Yifeng was still so firm and strong, she could deeply perceive from Brother Yifeng's soul that this was the saddest time in her heart except for Xiugu after she left him.

Maybe at this moment, only she can make him happy.

However, she also misses Sister Benqian······