The palace rebelled, the harem was chaotic, and relatives seized power.

These three categories can be called the three elements of historical literature.

But it's a pity that Chen Xiaoyu is not an online writer who writes history, he is a senior fantasy veteran who writes middle school and blood.

After Silence was determined to go to Beicheng, Silence and Silence agreed directly without asking the reason.

Chen Xiaoyu became an outsider all of a sudden, even if he was so angry that he had a toothache because he took out that ingot of treasure silver casually, he had to cover his face and embark on the road to Beicheng, the royal capital of Huaiyang, with them.

In the carriage, the atmosphere was oppressive, and it became extremely silent from the moment Silence's brow furrowed, as if the palace he spoke of had reached the worst.

The Praetorian Guards were slaughtered, the emperor was killed, the country changed hands, and the dynasty changed its name.

As for what name will Huaiyang Prefecture change? There are so many Buddhist temples, it might as well be called the Southern Dynasty.

It is in response to the sentence "480 temples of the Southern Dynasty".

Thinking of this, the corners of Chen Xiaoyu's mouth rose, and he admired his strong ability to name for no reason.

He rubbed his hands together and looked at the silence.

The silent monk in a gray-robed monk's robe still had his eyes closed, but his frowning brows were like a flowing Sichuan character lying on his forehead, and the original calm was like two people.

Chen Xiaoyu tightened his gaze, and looked at the two masters of the Silent Dust and the Silent Sect sitting opposite him.

The two didn't frown, they didn't even close their eyes.

Silent Chen and Chen Xiaoyu were the most familiar, he saw that Chen Xiaoyu had been covering his side face, took out a pill from the ring, and with a flick of his index finger, he shot the pill firmly onto Chen Xiaoyu's robe, and nodded slightly.

Chen Xiaoyu understands in seconds.

This is an "ibuprofen extended-release capsule".

effect, pain relief.

But Chen Xiaoyu's toothache was because he was distressed, and the treasure silver that was taken out casually by Silence was not a toothache in the real sense.

He picked up the elixir and checked it. Nodding his head in gratitude, he put the elixir into the spatial ring.

Silent Chen didn't understand Chen Xiaoyu's operation, blinked, and was about to speak.

Suddenly, the carriage jolted, then stopped.

The moment the carriage stopped, Chen Xiaoyu just avoided Silent Dust's gaze, turned sideways and asked, "What happened?" ”

……

"Huh?"

Without waiting for the coachman's response, Chen Xiaoyu instantly realized that something was wrong, he seemed to smell a trace of blood, the smell was extremely pungent, just outside the car curtain.

Boom!

Suddenly, there was the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground outside the carriage.

At the same time, there is also the slow coming of Zen words.

"I am compassionate."

The sitting silence pushed open the curtain with a palm, and the whole person jumped out and landed on the front of the carriage.

In the middle of nowhere, five middle-aged monks, also dressed in gray-robed robes, blocked the road.

With his hands clasped in front of him, the monk in the middle said humbly: "The little monk has seen the Master of Silence. ”

Silence glanced at the coachman behind him who was killed by the sword, closed his eyes and waited for a moment, and responded: "The five masters should be the monks of Juntian Temple, the monks are merciful, why do you want to kill an innocent person to commit the killing precept?" ”

The gray-shirted monk's robe is the clothing worn by the monks who practice spiritual energy in the Huaiyang Buddhist Temple, in order to distinguish them from the ordinary monks in the Buddhist temple.

Silence looked at the five unfamiliar faces who cultivated aura, and heard his name come out of the mouth of one of them, and naturally thought of the Juntian Temple in the royal capital.

After all, if there is really any change in the palace, the only person who wants to block his way at this time is the one who has no legal name in Juntian Temple.

"Since Master Silence knows that we are monks of Juntian Temple, then I must also know that Juntian Temple belongs to the Huaiyang royal family."

The one standing in the middle of the five monks said the words "Huaiyang Royal Family" very seriously, and there was obvious strength in his eyes.

He took a step forward with his eyes fixed on Silence and smiled, as if he was already wondering how Silence would respond to him.

However, after weighing it again and again, he turned around and did not answer the gray-shirted monk's words, and said to the three people in the carriage: "Cycle of cause and effect, two junior brothers, since we have harmed this coachman's benefactor, this matter will be put to an end to this. ”

"Senior brother!"

Silent Dust and Silence leaned forward slightly.

They saw in their silent eyes a strange light that revealed murderous intent.

It seems that the last time I saw this strange light was ten years ago.

Silent Chen glanced at the young man sitting on the side, knowing that these people were coming for Chen Xiaoyu, who had aura imaging evidence on his body, and immediately instructed Chen Xiaoyu to stay in the carriage and get out of the carriage with Silence.

Looking at the intentional 3V5 formation of the silent annihilation group, Chen Xiaoyu frowned, moved his body, and enlarged the visible field of vision.

"Three masters, teach these five stinky monks a good lesson!" He was talking badly, and suddenly reacted to the fact that the silence and the others were also monks, and quickly covered his mouth.

Outside the carriage, smoke billowed from the horse.

Silence turned around and said indifferently: "The Buddha said to kill one person and save a hundred people, and today the poor monk is willing to prove the Tao by example!" Amitabha! ”

The aura surrounding the body was wrapped in the golden Sanskrit seal, and the silence couldn't help but say that the toes touched the ground, and through the dust and sand raised, the whole person flew out like an arrow off the string, and flew out in the blink of an eye, approaching the one in the middle of the five Juntian Temple monks.

True Qi Realm Double?

The monk of Juntian Temple in the middle frowned and hurriedly retreated.

Obviously, he didn't expect that the cultivation realm of annihilation had broken through the shackles of the first level of the True Qi Realm and reached the point of the second realm.

He was at the peak of the fusion realm, but he didn't have the ability to take a full blow that was two realms higher than his own alone.

"Position, formation!"

Retreating between the four monks, the gray-robed monk shouted urgently.

Suddenly, the dust and smoke billowing on the ground seemed to slow down, and fine sand and dust could be clearly seen.

Then the wind rose strongly, and five golden circles of light rose on the ground, and the circles of light were arrayed, and the phaseless spirit shield that penetrated the sky and earth wrapped around the five monks of Juntian Temple, blocking the silence from the outside.

The wind, blowing silently, the monk's robe hunting.

Shaken by the external force of the spirit shield, he jumped up, stopped in the air in front of the carriage, and without saying a word, gathered the Sanskrit Dharma seal again and smashed it into the spirit shield.

Rumble!

There was a deafening loud bang.

Silence turned over and fell, his hands folded, and his eyes stared intently at the unique Buddha Gate and the golden aura emitted from the billowing smoke and dust.

Chen Xiaoyu, who concluded that there is a law of smoke and no injury, held on to the wall of the carriage, for fear that a monk would suddenly rush out of the smoke and dust and slap him to death.

"Hehehehe, I didn't expect that the Master of Silence had broken through to the True Qi Dual Realm, it was our negligence!"

There was silence for a moment, and suddenly there was a golden light in the smoke and dust, and the voice of the monk of the Juntian Temple came from it with a sarcastic meaning.

The spirit shield is intact.

The gray-shirted monk of Juntian Temple had contempt on his face, and said disdainfully: "In this case, it's time to fight back!" ”

In an instant, the golden light aura derived from the spirit shield gathered and formed, and a colossal statue stood in front of the spirit shield, looking down on the small people on the ground.

Chen Xiaoyu was stunned, "The real body? ”

"It's the Great Thousand Arhat Array!"

Silence's left hand, hidden in his sleeve, trembled slightly.