With Ling Zongxian's words, the ten commanders also felt that they were thinking too much, if Ling Zongxian really had this ability, I am afraid that he would not be abolished.

One world, if you want to put in 100,000 people, at least the cultivation of the fifth grade, Ling Zongxian definitely does not have such strength, if it is Emperor Yin...... It's still possible.

After making eye contact, the Commander made a gesture to the 100,000 people below, and almost at the same time, all the guards let go of their minds and unloaded any defenses.

Turning his head lightly to look at the ten commanders, the expression on Ling Zongxian's face became extremely subtle, as if he was questioning them.

Taking a deep breath, the ten Commanders closed their eyes, and then directly let go of their minds.

At the moment when they closed their eyes, an aura infinitely close to the fourth grade exploded throughout the valley, this aura was incomparably evil, but with a Zen sense of seeing through the red dust.

The two diametrically opposed auras did not repel each other, but accompanied each other, as if they were a whole, which made the 100,000 guards feel surprised and stunned.

The ten commanders opened their eyes in unison, and the surrounding area was barren, covered with yellow sand, and they seemed to be in a desert.

100,000 people stood in the desert, looking around blankly, but vaguely saw a monk dressed in black and white.

The monk's expression was very strange, as if he was excited, and as if he was suppressing some emotion in his heart, giving them endless pressure.

"It's better for this group of people to sacrifice to me, with 100,000 of them, I can tear the five perfections of the Zen master by hand."

Mo Chan spoke, staring at the stunned guards standing in the desert with a pair of eyes, but the voice floated out of this space and appeared directly in the depths of Ling Zongxian's mind in the outside world.

"After all, they are my guards, they can't sacrifice to you......" Ling Zongxian directly refused, and then said with a smile: "When Kyoto City enters the atrium, I can sacrifice half of the city to you......

"A word is a ......"

After responding to Emperor Yin's words, Mo Chan was silent again, suppressing the breath in his body, and the whole person fell into a deep sleep.

"Ji Zongyun, Ji Zongyun...... What will you choose?"

Yin Huang looked in the direction of Yancheng, and the smile on his face gradually became open, without restraining at all.

……

Yancheng, Sword Sect!

In just one day, Ji Zongyun received the news of Kyoto City, looking at the jade slip in his hand, he said with a solemn face:

"Two days later, the Buddha Gate arrived in Kyoto City with the old madman?"

King Ming sat in the hall of the sect master, drinking tea with an indifferent face, looking like he had nothing to do with himself, and said lightly: "It doesn't matter whether the old madman goes to Kyoto City or not, the important thing is whether you want to participate in the Buddhism sect or not."

"Don't you think it's strange about Buddhism?" Ji Zongyun's eyes fell on King Ming's body, he felt that all this came too abruptly, "The Buddha Sect will not come sooner or later, but at this juncture."

"You also sensed the breath some time ago, the arrival of the Buddha Gate...... Isn't that how it should be?" King Ming had a light smile on his face, as if all this was under his control, and it seemed so natural and undisturbed.

With a deep sigh, Ji Zongyun stared sideways at King Ming, and pondered, "Since you have such a deep layout, do you think I should go to Kyoto City this time?"

"Since I've fallen out with Emperor Yin, what does Kyoto City have to do with me? Why should I go to Kyoto City? Is this an invitation to the urn?"

Ji Zongyun was blunt, he looked at King Ming's leisurely and complacent appearance, and he was angry, and reproached: "You have to say something, to go or not to go?"

He really didn't understand King Ming's character, how could he have no sense of urgency at all at the moment of this great enemy?

"You think you've fallen out with Kyoto Castle?" King Ming took a sip of tea, clubbed his chin with one hand, and looked at Ji Zongyun with an interesting look.

Ji Zongyun stared at King Ming speechlessly, and wondered, "Isn't this obvious? Do you think I haven't broken with Emperor Yin yet?"

"Heh...... King Ming snorted and shook his head, "If it really breaks up

You won't be so hesitant."

"If I let you go to Kyoto City this time, and then kill the prince...... Do you dare?"

When King Ming said this, the expression on his face became extremely serious, as if to prove that he was not joking.

Hearing this, Ji Zongyun was directly silent.

Let him go to Kyoto this time, and then assassinate the crown prince...... He really can't do this kind of thing, it's not that he is soft-hearted, but he feels that he hasn't reached this point yet.

"That's it, since there is no break, why don't you go to Kyoto City to discuss it?" King Ming raised the corners of his mouth, and the smile on his face became brighter.

After listening to these words, Ji Zongyun bowed his head slightly and said, "If the Buddhists want to make trouble in Kyoto, maybe ...... I really should go."

"Maybe I can take a look at Emperor Yin and ask him to discuss the affairs of Yancheng in person, if it can be resolved peacefully, it will be a worthwhile trip."

King Ming didn't answer, as if he acquiesced in Ji Zongyun's approach, in fact, no one knew what he was thinking.

"So I'm going to Kyoto Castle now?" Ji Zongyun tentatively probed slightly, always watching the expression on King Ming's face, but after observing it, he was disappointed to find that the expression on King Ming's face had not changed at all.

Everything seemed so natural, as if everything was hidden in the bottom of my heart, and there were only a few expressions on my face, whether it was indifference, or a light smile, or a majestic ......

When he thought so, he suddenly saw King Ming sigh, and when he raised his head, he found that King Ming hesitated and said, "If it is...... If you can, help me ask Lin Changfeng about his attitude towards Buddhism......

Looking at King Ming suspiciously, Ji Zongyun nodded in confusion, and agreed to come down, although he didn't know what King Ming meant, but there was a reason for this, this is the horror of a chess player.

Standing up slightly, King Ming stretched his waist and said with a light smile: "In that case, you can leave now."

Nodding his head and glancing deeply at King Ming, Ji Zongyun sighed and said, "I will persuade Emperor Yin well."

The surrounding space shook, and the space around Ji Zongyun was distorted, and then he disappeared directly in front of his eyes tomorrow night.

Watching Ji Zongyun leave, the corners of King Ming's mouth rose, and he smiled lightly: "Yancheng...... It's over."

Walking out of the Sect Master's Hall, King Ming stood on the highest peak of the Sword Sect and overlooked the entire Yan City, with a trace of reluctance flashing in his eyes.