Ichikaze sat in front of the lone lamp, thinking back to what had happened today.

Last night's night of wind and snow plunged the entire Wind Roar Army camp into a different kind of silence, silent, and it seemed that even everyone's breathing had stopped.

It wasn't until Shuli led the scout monk out of the barracks with three horses, and Ichifeng sat and waited outside the barracks all night, and from the wind and snow to the end of the wind and snow, he was very pleased to see anyone else out of the place.

This decision to completely dissect himself in front of the monks finally had some good results, and he sincerely hoped that the Wind Roar Army would remember what he said last night, understand his good intentions, and adhere to the Buddha's morality, no matter when.

He lifted the limp Master Sada and put him on his horse, galloping all the way with the scout monks to the nearest tribe, Xuanluan flying above his gloomy head, the gray sky thick and gloomy.

When they arrived, the tribe of thousands of people panicked, and thousands of powerful bows and arrows were aimed at them at the orders of the high priest and the tribal chief.

Yifeng asked the high priest to come out to speak, and the high priest walked out reluctantly with a panicked face, and Yifeng told him that he was the chief general of the Wind Roar Army, and also the legendary Great Devil Evil Monk Yifeng, and last night the troops of the Wind Roar Army killed a tribe by mistake due to a misunderstanding, and he brought the culprit today, and asked all the tribesmen in the two states of Angon to ask for guilt.

When the high priest conveyed Yifeng's words to the thousands of people of the tribe, they looked at each other with different expressions, not knowing what the black-robed monk on the other side was trying to do.

Yifeng jumped off his horse and left the paralyzed Master Sada still on the snow, and Master Sada struggled to his knees, glanced at Yifeng again with extremely complicated eyes, and then lowered his head silently.

So before the tribesmen could react, Yifeng pulled out the knife in the scout monk's waist and slashed at Master Sada's neck, and his head fell off in an instant.

Yifeng closed his eyes, retracted his blade, and threw red blood on the snow-white earth, his body was in a different place, and the blood flowed sideways, which was extremely shocking.

Then he opened his eyes, looked at the high priest, and asked him to tell all the tribal people that the Wind Roar Army and all the Buddhist and Taoist monks were just fighting to prevent the imperial court from being wiped out, and this war had nothing to do with all the innocent tribal people, and they would never let this happen a second time, hoping that they could calm down and not listen to the instigation of the Dawu Legion.

The high priest looked embarrassed at this time, and Yifeng raised his knife and pointed it at him, but the high priest was still reluctant, because he knew that he was an official appointed by the imperial court to manage and liaise with the tribe, and he guessed that it was Tao Zhuo's conspiracy when he got the news last night.

At this moment, a tall and mighty old man came out of the tribe, his eyes were blazing and he stared at Yifeng, and said in a very cold tone: "I know, you go, we have our own ideas." ”

Yifeng handed the knife back to the scouts, and at that moment, a golden light appeared from the head of Master Sada, and a golden shadow came out of his skull, and in the blink of an eye, it became the appearance of Master Sada.

Where had those tribal people seen such a strange scene, and they were immediately frightened, causing a commotion, and as soon as the wind raised their hands, two black and red flames instantly wrapped Master Sada's soul.

At the same time, a huge black shadow swooped down in the sky, and before they could react, they saw the black shadow grab the ball of fire, flutter its two extremely wide wings, and fly away to the west, and disappeared in an instant.

Yifeng looked at the people who were still apprehensive, lowered his head, folded his hands, and after reciting the mantra, he raised his hand again, and two flames shrouded the corpse of Master Sada, and soon burned it to ashes, leaving a human-shaped black shadow on the snow-white grass, and at this time the blood had been frozen into soldiers, still blooming bright red like flowers.

Yifeng took one last look at them, then turned and mounted his war horse, and left without looking back, leaving only the stunned tribesmen.

He knew that this was all he could do, as for whether the tribesmen believed it, whether they could listen to his admonitions after believing, these were all things that he couldn't control, he wasn't the Buddha after all, even if it was the Buddha, he couldn't control everything, and even the disputes in the Buddha world he needed to be forced to remain neutral, what else could he say?

Xuanluan flew west to the Temple of the Two Realms.

Hell and the Reincarnation Dojo are both composed of the boundless Dharma Body of the Jizo King Bodhisattva, and they are also the unique divine domains formed by him like opening the heavens, and they are all realms that are difficult to break through easily, just like the heavenly immortal Buddha divine realm.

The power of reincarnation, the power of hell karma, and the power of extreme cold and heat of red lotus karmic fire are the unique power of laws in this realm, so it is not so easy to go to hell.

Even if Xuanluan was a heaven and earth god born from karmic fire, and was reborn in the mortal world in the fire, he could not easily break through the barrier of the realm of hell.

However, with Xuanluan's unrestrained speed, I believe that she will be able to come back soon, but I don't know if the Jizo King Bodhisattva can open up to Master Sada and let him suffer less in hell.

This is the end of Master Sada's matter, maybe it is not for the Wind Roar Army, or for the tribal people of Gunzhou, its influence has not stopped, but now Yifeng can't take care of so much.

Shingo quickly returned from Arzhai, where the monks of the Northern Sect Temple were stationed, and the place where the Wind Roar Army was stationed was only a hundred miles away from them, as long as they didn't encounter something like Master Sada, even if they quietly lurked over and only delivered news, the speed was still very fast.

The abbot of Beizong Temple, Juekong, had already agreed to Yifeng's battle plan, and at noon tomorrow, they would launch an attack on Taozhuo's Shence Legion and the Tribal Cavalry Legion.

In addition, according to the news transmitted by scouts and secret agents, it may take two days for those more than 30 angry tribal youths around to rush to the vicinity of Arzhai, which creates the best opportunity for Yifeng's tactical decision-making, as long as Taozhuo and the tribal cavalry corps are defeated, and the forces of Beizong Temple and the Wind Roar Army converge, those tribal youths who hurried over to take revenge will have no chance to fight.

In addition, the spy reported that because of the incident of Master Sada, the tribal cavalry legion was particularly angry, and Nusanha and half of the tribal cavalry asked Tao Zhuo to fight, asking them to stand up to the Wind Roar army and to avenge their tribal brothers and sisters, and Tao Zhuo agreed.

Therefore, in tomorrow's battle, it is likely that as long as Yifeng comes forward, the 50,000 tribal cavalry will chase after Yifeng to the death, so the tactics and strategies of the Wind Howling Army against them can be perfectly implemented.

Shuli also told him during the day that the small hill where the pits and traps could be dug and set traps had been found, and it was forty miles northeast of the camp of the Windroar Army, and that he had sent people to dig the pits, spread weeds, and sprinkle snow overnight, and to make pit traps, and he had gone to see them himself, and marked two hidden routes at the edge of hundreds of pits, and that as long as a wind attracted the tribal cavalry legions, they would be well along.

This day and night, after so many complicated and tricky things, Yifeng was really relaxed at this time.

He looked at the dim lone lamp, and many faces appeared on the yellow halo of the lone lamp: Little Sister Xiugu, Ben Qian, Senior Brother Fire Monkey, and Sister Fluttershy······

He suddenly felt a kind of loneliness, a loneliness that had never been felt before all the great wars, at that time, they were all around him, but now, there was only a lonely lamp in front of him.

He looked at these trance-like faces and muttered: Senior brother and sister, soon, soon we will be able to meet, I will definitely bring you back, and we will be together forever, believe me, I can do it······