The only one who can save the Tang Dynasty is the Tang people themselves.

For example, like Yang Erxi, such as General Xu Chi, who commanded the Zhenbei Army and fought hard for three nights against the Golden Horde, such as the people in Hebei County who braved the cold to transport grain and grass to the front line.

But in order to fall on the verge of a storm, courage and strong will alone are not enough, because this world-wide war against the Tang Dynasty, although it is within the scope of the human world, is about to surpass the level of the human world.

In the past years, the cultivators who rarely paid attention to the affairs of the world all responded to the edict of the temple and joined the war, and even the hidden Hanging Temple sent its own monks.

The western part of the Tang Dynasty, on the plateau under the Green Ridge.

Seven masters are walking towards the Tang Army Marshal Camp.

The first seat of the Venerable Hall of the Hanging Temple has been cultivated to the supreme realm of becoming a Buddha in the flesh, and ordinary weapons in the world cannot hurt him at all, and the martial arts powerhouses in the Tang Army cannot stop him.

In the face of such a worldly master, in addition to courage and will, really strong strength is needed.

In the past, the Tang Dynasty military had martial arts peak powerhouses like Xu Shi and Xiahou, but now only Xu Chi is left, and General Shu Cheng in the handsome camp has strategy and wisdom, but he is not known for his force.

So who can stop the footsteps of the seven?

A scholar in an old cotton jacket came out of the scene at some point.

He was covered in dust, but he looked clean, both physically and mentally.

He still had a wooden scoop tied around his waist, but he couldn't see the old book.

At this time, there was chaos in the field, but when this scholar appeared, it was like a spring breeze blowing warmly and warmly through everyone's hearts, and the noisy military camp suddenly became extremely calm.

Few of the officers and soldiers of the Tang Army knew who this scholar was, but they didn't know why, when they saw his figure, the soldiers felt extremely peaceful and full of trust.

Sure enough, Seven stopped.

Who can make him stop?

Naturally, it's a seowon.

Datang's truly powerful power. It's a college.

Although the scholar's expression was gentle and he didn't seem to have any strength, as long as he stood in front of the Tang Army's marshal camp, Qi Mei didn't dare to take another step, this was the real strength.

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"Before the Buddha attained Nirvana, he left behind countless magic weapons and countless wisdom, and all he wanted was to prevent the underworld from invading the world. Intended to suppress the daughter of Hades. Nowadays, people in the world don't understand, but the Hanging Temple must understand, why?"

The senior brother looked at the seven masters and asked, his expression was very sincere, he was simply and seriously asking.

Master Seven was silent for a long time, and then whispered a Buddha name. said: "The Buddha is nirvana, the master ascends to the sky, and the light of the king does not move to the world, and the will of heaven is difficult to violate, which is a clear proof." ”

The senior brother was a little surprised and a little regretful, and sighed and said: "I see, I didn't expect the teacher's departure to have such an impact on the Buddhist sect." Presumably he didn't expect it. ”

Master Seven said, "This is also a clear proof. ”

The senior brother looked at an ant in front of the straw sandals that was stuck with thick blood and kept struggling, and after thinking about it, he raised his head, looked at him and said calmly, "My academy wants to try." ”

Master Seven said succinctly: "Admire, please." ”

The elder brother said, "You are not my opponent. ”

This sentence, if it comes out of the mouth of the second senior brother, no matter how ruthless it is, it will be regarded by the other party as an expression of pride, and if it comes out of Ning Que's mouth, it will definitely be deliberately calm. But you must let the other party hear your own sarcasm and contempt. Thus rage and rage.

But when he uttered these seven words slowly, it was truly calm. It is just a simple statement of facts, so that the person who hears it cannot give birth to any unpleasant feelings at all.

"The realm of a poor monk is naturally inferior to Mr. Big. Master Qimei looked at the senior brother and said in a harmonious voice: "But no matter how high Mr. Big's realm is, it is very difficult to stop me. ”

The answer of this Hanging Temple monk was also very calm, and he was very confident, the Boundless Realm was an extremely terrifying nirvana for any ordinary physical-body cultivator in the world, but for him who had already cultivated to the realm of becoming a Buddha in the flesh, it was not an impossible means to deal with.

The senior brother was thoughtful and said, "I don't know how to fight, this is indeed a problem. ”

Master Qimei said: "Mr. Great has passed the five realms, transcendent and unworldly, or going to the south, or going to the east, or going to the north, can solve the crisis of the Tang Kingdom, but you came to the west and met us Buddhist disciples, from this point of view, this is probably the result of the unpredictable will of heaven and the will of heaven." ”

The senior brother said with a serious expression: "Although I don't know how to fight, and the master has cultivated to the realm of becoming a Buddha in the flesh, as long as I fight more times, I think there will always be some effect." ”

Master Qimei was silent for a moment, looked at the Tang Army Shuai Camp behind the Senior Brother and said, "Mr. Big's words are reasonable, but before you kill me, I can kill everyone in the Shuai Camp." ”

After saying this, he took a step forward with a resolute expression!

At this time, he was only seventeen paces away from the Tang Army's marshal camp.

The senior brother stood in front of the last step, looked at Qimei's resolute cheeks, his expression gradually became lonely, and asked, "The Buddha said that compassion is cherished, and the master really wants to force me to kill someone?"

Master Seven didn't answer his words and took another step forward.

The padded jacket on the senior brother's body trembled slightly, and the position of the wooden scoop tied on the belt changed slightly.

In the far west of the battlefield, in the Yuelun ** camp under the green mountains, a general fell to the ground and died.

There was an exclamation, and people gathered around.

I saw that the general could not see any scars on his body, and his expression was calm, as if he was asleep.

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Knowing that the other party had already made a move, Master Qimei raised his left eyebrow slightly.

He took another step forward.

The elder brother watched him quietly, and the wind stirred the ends of his hair.

In the Yuelun ** battalion, an ordinary soldier fell to the ground and died.

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Kill one person in one step.

Seven steps forward.

One person died in the Moon Wheel ** camp.

Those people died quickly, so there was no pain, no scars were visible on their bodies, and there was no bleeding.

No one saw that the back of the heads of the dead were flattened, as if they had been hit by a blunt object.

The elder brother stood still and did not move.

Only his slightly trembling padded jacket and the cracks that gradually appeared in the wooden scoop showed that he had done something.

The elder brother did not deliberately choose the deceased.

There are generals, there are ordinary soldiers.

In his view, all people are equal. So in the face of death, why choose?

But it's clear that not everyone sees it that way.

Seven are still moving forward.

At this time, he was still nine steps away from the Tang Army's marshal camp.

This also means that the Moon Wheel Country will have to pay the price of nine more lives.

The expression on Senior Brother's face gradually became solemn.

The penultimate step.

The head coach of the Moon Wheel Country died.

The penultimate step.

The Hanging Temple Precept Hall succeeded to the death of the first seat.

The footsteps of the Seven Masters grew heavier and heavier.

The amount of time it takes to take each step is increasing.

Before he could take the sixth step, the senior brother suddenly said something.

"The Emperor of the Moon Wheel Kingdom is dead. ”

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This is the first time since the battle that the senior brother has not yet taken a step in the seven. and killed people in the realm of no distance. What does this mean? It means that even though there are only six steps left, there will be no more than six deaths.

There could be sixty.

Six hundred.

Six thousand.

And even more.

No matter how benevolent you are, as long as you kill more people, you will eventually not be afraid to kill.

The feet of the seven masters can no longer fall.

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At this moment, a pair of feet landed on the ground.

On those feet were very ordinary green cloth shoes.

But when it appears. The sole of the shoe trampled the ant that had been struggling in thick blood for a long time.

The owner of the green cloth shoes is a Taoist wearing a blue Taoist robe.

There was silence.

The senior brother bowed to the Taoist in Tsing Yi and said, "It's too late for the Lord to come. ”

The Taoist in Tsing Yi is Chen, the master of Zhishou Guanguan. After the Master left the world, he and the Hanging Temple gave the first lecture, which was the supreme existence in the world.

If he had appeared earlier, Senior Brother would naturally not have been able to kill so many people.

The senior brother didn't want to kill, so he was late.

The Taoist in Tsing Yi looked at him and said indifferently: "Because I want to see how many students the master taught with the way of benevolence and forgiveness can kill, I came out late." ”

Senior Brother understood what he meant.

Daomen didn't care about the life or death of the Emperor of the Moon Wheel Country. I don't care how many people in the Buddha Sect will die today, even if the Buddha Sect and the Moon Wheel Kingdom are destroyed together, the people of Tsing Yi Dao will not care.

The senior brother sighed and said, "It turns out that they all want me to kill someone. ”

Then he looked at the Seven Masters and said with pity, "Do you still feel that the will of heaven cannot be violated?"

The Seven Masters were silent.

The elder brother looked at the wooden scoop tied around his waist and looked at the cracks that appeared on it.

"Jun Mo is right, fighting is a hard thing to hit the enemy's vulnerable places, you must do your best, you must not be merciful, you are the Lord...... That's what it does. ”

He looked up. Looking at the Taoist in Tsing Yi. He smiled and said, "Then I finally learned to fight." ”

The Taoist in Tsing Yi raised his eyebrows slightly, and his clothes fluttered slightly.

There was a loud thunderous sound in the room!

The wooden scoop on the elder brother's waist has gone.

Behind the Seven Masters. Numerous pieces of wood were scattered about.

The wooden scoop shattered, and the head of the seven masters seemed to have been crushed by a mountain, and Yan zhòng was deformed, even if he became a Buddha in the flesh, it was now just a crumbling clay fountain Buddha statue.

The Seven Masters sat on the ground, seriously injured and unable to get up again.

Blood slowly seeped out of the elder brother's padded jacket, staining his shoulders red.

Just at that moment, he used the first blow after he really learned to fight on the body of the Seven Masters of Qimei, and at that moment, he was almost seriously injured by the Tsing Yi Daoist.

The Taoist in Tsing Yi looked at him quietly and said, "Your realm is not as good as mine, but I didn't expect that on the road without distance, you walked more smoothly than me." ”

The senior brother said: "The Lord has gone too fast over the years, so naturally he is not very stable. ”

The Taoist in Tsing Yi suddenly asked: "It is rumored that you entered the cave and knew your fate, so when did you cross the Five Realms?"

The elder brother replied, "This time it will take a little longer, it will take three days. ”

The Taoist in Tsing Yi was silent for a long time, and shook his head with a smile.

His smile was free.

Although his hands are behind his back, he holds the world in his arms.

The elder brother was silent and left.

The Taoist in Tsing Yi then left.

The first battle in the world began.