western regions

It's cold!

Howling wind and snow raged through the sky.

Magnificent temples loom in the wind and snow.

The sound of chanting resounded from the top of the mountain.

In the Buddha hall, Master Yuan Jia slowly turned the Buddha beads in his hand and recited the scriptures.

It's just that his brow furrows slightly from time to time, and obviously, his heart is not at peace.

After a moment, Yuan Jia slowly opened his eyes, with a hint of worry between his eyebrows.

Shizun has been gone for so long, but there has been no news, which makes him feel faintly uneasy.

At the beginning, the Yuan Court competed for the world, and Tantra contributed a lot, and many masters died in the battle.

If this were not the case, Tantra would not have been able to gain the full support of the Yuan Court.

Everything in this world can't escape the word profit after all.

Later, the world cut down the Yuan, and Tantra was also targeted by Shaolin and various factions in the rivers and lakes, so that a large number of masters were damaged and their vitality was greatly damaged.

He was the youngest disciple of Jerovan and the only one who survived.

Working with the White Lotus Sect, he has always been resistant in his heart, after all, the White Lotus Sect is notoriously unreliable.

However, this is the master's decision, and he can't go against it.

Now that the news has not come for a long time, he is becoming more and more uneasy.

In fact, he couldn't tell where this uneasiness came from.

Suddenly, Yuan Jia's expression moved slightly, and he subconsciously turned his head to look outside the hall.

At this time, the giant bell above the temple suddenly rang.

The bell has not been rung for a long time, and only the truly strong can cause it to ring.

Hearing this bell, all the monks in the temple stopped chanting.

Yuanjia's face was solemn, and he got up and walked out of the temple.

His eyes were instantly attracted by the figure of the mountain climber at the bottom of the mountain.

Behind him, many tantric monks soon arrived.

"Guru?"

There was a tantric monk behind him who wanted to ask out loud, but Master Yuanjia raised his hand to interrupt him and shook his head slightly.

Those who come are not good!

As the figure in the wind and snow gradually approached, Yuan plus the teacher and boy Kong Meng shrank and said in astonishment: "Wu Anhou?!" ”

Although he lives in the Western Regions, he still knows the world-famous Wu'an Hou.

Now about Lin Mang's portrait, each force has long been a share, and I am afraid that there will be a disciple who does not open his eyes to provoke him.

The moment he saw Lin Mang, Master Yuan Jia's heart set off a stormy wave, and his complexion changed again and again.

Wu Anhou is alive, so ......

A terrible thought was born in his mind, and his face couldn't help but feel a touch of sadness.

Shizun went to the capital, but now that Wu'an has come to the Western Regions, the result is about to come out.

But how is that possible?

Didn't Wu Anhou die overseas?

Hearing what Yuan Jia said, the faces of the tantric disciples around him changed slightly, and their expressions were panicked.

A tantric disciple was shocked and inexplicable: "Isn't Wu Anhou dead?" ”

The news of Wu Anhou's death overseas spread to the Western Regions a few months ago.

Lin Mang's face was expressionless, and he slowly climbed the stairs, and with every step he took out, a crisp explosion would burst out around his body, and the power of heaven and earth around him was stirred, becoming extremely violent.

The surrounding heaven and earth were affected and transformed into a unique realm aura.

The majestic momentum is getting thicker and heavier.

Step down,

The wind and snow all around stopped and then dispersed.

The clouds that covered the sky also dissipated in an instant.

In a single thought, it caused a change in the sky.

In the void behind Lin Mang, an ocean-like sea of blood slowly appeared.

As a land true immortal, the power it exudes can inadvertently attract the surrounding heaven and earth.

Even if you don't deliberately exud power, just the breath that leaks inadvertently is enough to take people's hearts.

If it weren't for this, it wouldn't be known as a "land true immortal".

Under the pressure of this breath, a group of tantric disciples and monks couldn't help but retreat again and again, with a look of horror on their faces.

Among the people present, Yuan Jia was the only one who did not retreat.

Yuan Jia sighed softly, with emotion and helplessness.

There was once a Wudang Zhang Sanfeng, but I didn't expect that now there is another Wu'an Hou.

Although he is a Buddhist, there is also a trace of jealousy in his heart at this moment.

At the beginning, he was also a genius, and he was even more valued by Tantra, but after stepping into the realm of heaven and man for decades, this last step has not been taken for a long time.

At first there were ambitions, but after decades, even he himself gave up.

Tongtian Realm seems to have become a luxury.

In fact, Yuan Jia also had his own ambitions at the beginning, and he didn't want to rely on the secret realm, but wanted to rely on himself to get out of that step.

But it turned out that he overestimated himself.

Master Yuan Jia's face was solemn, his hands were folded, he bowed slightly, and said softly: "Yuan Jia has seen Wu Anhou. ”

"I don't know if Wu'an Hou came to my tantric sect, what advice do you have?"

Lin Mang said: "Kill!" ”

"Destroy the door!"

Ping Tang's words resounded throughout the temple in an instant, making the hearts of the already frightened Tantric disciples even more frightened.

Master Yuanjia's face changed slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "Wu Anhou, my tantric disciple has never stepped into the Central Plains ......."

Lin Mang glanced at him and said coldly, "Do you think Ben Hou is here to listen to your explanation?" ”

Yuan plus the teacher's words were stagnant.

Looking at Master Yuan Jia and the monks behind him who looked panicked, Lin Mang's expression was indifferent, and he said coldly: "Originally, the Tantric Sect lived far away in the Western Regions, as long as you don't set foot in the Central Plains, Ben Hou doesn't bother to pay attention to it. ”

"But there are some self-righteous fools, trying to meddle in the affairs of the court, and come to provoke Benhou, today the Tantra was destroyed, if you want to complain, blame that fool!"

"If you do something wrong, you have to bear the consequences."

Hearing this, a group of tantric disciples looked at each other, and many of them were confused.

Provoking Wu Anhou?

When did this happen?

No matter how arrogant they are, they won't be stupid enough to provoke a land true immortal.

Only Yuan Jia heard the meaning of these words.

He knew who Lin Mang was talking about.

The appearance of Jerovan, as well as the plot between Tantra and the White Lotus Sect, only a few people knew about it.

Yuan Jia suddenly felt sad from his heart.

Yuan Jia smiled hard, there was a hint of sadness in his tone, and said softly: "Wu Anhou, these ordinary disciples of my Tantric Sect don't know, they don't know anything. ”

"You are a powerhouse in the Tongtian Realm, please let these ordinary disciples go."

In the face of a living land true immortal, no matter how many means there are, it will be useless.

Lin Mang walked over and said calmly: "Is it because Ben Hou said it clearly enough?" ”

As he spoke, he raised his palm.

The sleeves of the robe fluttered.

The terrifying true element was urged in the palm of his hand, and the power of heaven and earth roared in.

The majestic coercion enveloped a radius of dozens of miles in an instant.

The Void trembles!

Master Yuanjia's face changed greatly, and he was angry in his heart, and said loudly: "Wu'an Hou, don't you have to destroy my sect today?" ”

Lin Mang didn't answer, and his figure rose in the air.

The pure yang true fire gathered in the palm of the hand, and a huge flame palm print condensed between heaven and earth.

The dragon roars to the sky!

The fire dragon swirled out of the palm print.

All the Tantric disciples looked frightened, their bodies were cold, and a layer of cold sweat broke out behind their backs.

Master Yuan Jia roared angrily, and a Yuan Shen Dharma appeared behind him, and roared and said, "Everyone, run away!" ”

This loud shout seemed to pull everyone's hearts back.

For a while, all the tantric monks fled around in a panic, and they all used their own means.

Master Yuan Jia urged the Yuan Shen Law behind him, burning his whole body of qi and blood, and even used secret methods to restore his strength to the peak.

The next moment, the palmprints of the sky fell from the sky, and the majesty was immense.

Rubble!

Temples collapsed and shattered under the palm prints, stirring up smoke and dust that soared into the sky.

"Peng!"

Before the flame palm print was approaching, Yuan Jia's Yuan Shen Law had already collapsed.

The flames melted the snow that covered the mountains, sending out countless white mist.

The entire mountain top is shrouded in a vast white mist, like a fairyland.

But by this time, the entire mountain top was already shrouded in a sea of fire.

Snow-capped mountains melt.

The flame spawned by the pure and yang true element ignites when touched.

Yuan Jia snorted, spitting blood from his mouth, and the bones in his body exploded.

There was despair in his eyes.

The gap is too big.

At this moment, the Buddha light rippled from the Buddha statue in a Buddha hall.

An eager voice came from the Buddha statue:

"Wait!"

The words fell, and at the same time, there was a force that attracted all the Buddha statues in the surrounding Buddha halls.

A hazy Buddha figure looms from the Buddha statue.

A hint of surprise flashed in Lin Mang's eyes.

I didn't expect this place to be close to the secret realm, but I don't know where the entrance to this secret realm is.

Now he also understands that these people in the secret realm, if they want to appear or project power, they need a certain medium, or near the entrance of the secret realm.

This method seems to be mysterious, but it is actually an application of the power of the primordial gods.

Compared to the physical body out of the secret realm, it is a little simpler to project the power of the primordial gods.

The light of the Buddha rises.

In the clouds, a Buddha shadow is reflected.

"Wu Anhou, please stop, we can talk."

The grand sound of the Buddha spread everywhere, with a hint of eagerness.

Lin Mang's face was expressionless.

The flame dragon swelled in an instant, swept past the top of the mountain, and the terrifying palm prints fell together.

"Boom!"

The mountains shook!

The overwhelming air waves mixed with countless snowflakes soared from the ground, and then swept away like mountains and seas in all directions.

The scorching heat seemed to burn everything.

The group of tantric monks who were running paused, and the expressions on their faces froze.

The moment the flames slammed through, the flesh and blood of the whole body disappeared, leaving behind a white skeleton.

Their bodies froze halfway, and they still maintained the posture of running away before their deaths.

Suddenly, only the huge Buddha statue remained in the field.

"Lin Mang!!"

There was a roar of anger from the Buddha statue, and the Buddha's light was turbulent.

At this time, Lin Mangtang smiled and said, "Now we can talk." ”

"You have angered the Buddha Sect, do you still want to make a feud with my Tantra?"

Lin Mang's eyes narrowed slightly, and he chuckled: "Feud? ”

"You can't help but look down on yourself too much."

"Even if you are given the opportunity to come out, what can you do?"

The law of the secret realm has both advantages and disadvantages.

Once you get out of the secret realm, it will take a certain amount of time to regain your strength.

Even so, its strength will eventually be weaker than in the secret realm.

"Humph!"

A cold snort came from the Buddha statue, and it seemed that a figure stared at Lin Mang in the air, and said coldly: "Lin Mang, you will regret your choice today!" ”

"I'll wait until you come out."

Lin Mang slapped his palm and directly smashed the Buddha statue.

The shadow of the Buddha reflected in the sky also shattered and shattered.

Lin Mang stepped out, and his figure disappeared into the white wind and snow.

……

It has been three months since the turmoil in the capital.

The rebellion in Banshu ended once and for all.

This famous battle in history lasted only more than two months and ended with Yang Wanlong's self-determination.

Qi Jiguang's army was like a bamboo, recapturing the captured city all the way.

Killing across the country has not stopped since the beginning of this month.

On the rivers and lakes, there is already a bloody storm!

The whole river and lake were filled with panic.

Jinyiwei ran all over the place, and one by one the Jianghu sects were wiped out.

The rudder of the White Lotus Sect was exterminated and fled to the Mongolian steppe.

Many people fled overnight and fled from the Ming Dynasty.

But only a few people can really escape.

At this moment, everyone understood the ruthlessness of Wu Anhou, the "killing god".

It was also at this moment that the imperial court once again realized that the horse stepped on the rivers and lakes.

Unlike the chaos of the outside world, the capital is peaceful.

Because the real turmoil ended two months ago.

Moreover, for the people, these things have nothing to do with them.

At most, they gathered in the vegetable market and took a look at which official had been beheaded again.

Nearly half of the officials of the imperial court were implicated in this turmoil, and among the officials of the six ministries, there were several squires.

There are 24 guards in the palace, and there are several commanders who have been raided and exterminated.

Along with the entire relatives, they were thoroughly cleansed.

Among them, the highest status is undoubtedly Zhai Yingting, a scholar of the Cabinet University, and Zhu Ying, a puppet of the Chengguo Mansion.

One is the leader of the Tianxia people, the leader of the Zhejiang Party, and the other is when he is the prince of the country, if nothing else, he will be the prince of the country in the future.

Even the imperial historians who used to criticize and write were extremely silent this time.

They dared to criticize the emperor in the court, because it was their responsibility, and they were convinced that the emperor would not do anything to them.

Obviously, Marquis Wu Anhou was not the emperor.

Carloads of corpses were transported to mass graves outside the city.

……

Wu'an Houfu,

In the courtyard, Lin Mang sat on a stone bench with his eyes slightly closed.

At this moment, the clouds on the horizon were turbulent.

A figure descended, and it was Lin Mang's primordial spirit.

Transcendent into the sainthood, wandering the world, his Yuan Shen has just left Beijing for a walk outside the capital.

The original spirit returned to his body, and Lin Mangmeng opened his eyes.

An invisible wave of air swept in!

The robe is shocking!

Lin Mang muttered, "It seems that we have to find a meta-mystical technique." ”

Nowadays, there are actually not a lot of meta-mystical methods recorded by the imperial court, but most of them are too low to be suitable for him.

Even if these meta-mystical methods were cultivated, the growth of his strength would be extremely limited.

Although he stepped into the Three Realms of Tongtian and achieved the transcendence of the Yuan Shen, he would not give up cultivating the Yuan Shen.

Lin Mang glanced at the courtyard and said calmly, "Come in." ”

Hearing this, Yan Jue, Tang Qi and others, who were waiting outside the hospital, walked in.

The crowd saluted respectfully.

Lin Mang waved his hand and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

Yan Jue said respectfully: "Master Hou, General Li has returned from North Korea, and the cabinet has drafted a reward, please take a look." ”

As he spoke, he handed a copy of the fold to Lin Mang.

Lin Mang opened it and glanced at it roughly, and said calmly: "That's it." ”

"But let's increase the pension of the fallen soldiers by another forty percent, and Jinyiwei will be responsible for this matter."

It was never peaceful in the army.

There has always been such a thing as Shangguan being greedy for a pension.

There is a lot of property obtained from Dongying, and the Ming treasury is now extraordinarily full.

Yan Jue respectfully responded.

At this time, Tang Qi arched his hand and said: "Master Hou, this year is the first year of His Majesty's accession to the throne, according to the usual practice, the envoys of various countries have sent their ministers to Beijing, and some people want to ask to see you." ”

"Nope!" Lin Mang said bluntly: "When the time comes, just let them enter the palace directly." ”

"By the way, for the rewards of various countries, just find some braille and paint to deal with."

In order to show the image of the Celestial Empire, every time a foreign envoy is now, he returns the courtesy.

In his opinion, this is pure foolishness.

With this money, it is better to expand armaments, and a big fist is the last word.

"Master Hou, this is a letter from Wudang."

Chai Zhi said, handing over a letter in his hand respectfully.

"Wudang's letter?"

Lin Mang was slightly surprised, took the letter in his hand, opened it and glanced at it.

The letter was not very much, just a few simple words.

"If you have time, come to Wudang!"

The final payment was written by Zhang Sanfeng himself.

Lin Mang's brows furrowed slightly, it stands to reason that if something really happened, Zhang Sanfeng should come to the capital, but now he has sent a message to Jinyiwei.