The three armies shouted, and the sound shook the sky.

Where have the monks of the White Horse Temple seen such a big scene, the brave warrior monks in the past flinched, and even those senior monks of the Hui generation were stunned and stared at Li Daoxuan in panic.

The Modao Army, the Demon Killer Guard, the Xuanjia Army, and the bad guys who were guarding Luoyang all rushed here, they were all the most elite soldiers in the Tang Dynasty, and even the Luoyang Assassin had no power to mobilize......

One sentence of seeing the national teacher has made Li Daoxuan's identity clear.

At this moment, no one doubts that Li Daoxuan is pretending, and he can break the Vajra Arhat Demon Suppression Array with a snap of his fingers, and at the same time transfer the most elite soldiers of the Tang Dynasty to make the bad guys kneel collectively, except for today, there is only the national teacher Li Daoxuan.

Li Daoxuan didn't look at the monks, he walked to Changle's side, stretched out his hand and patted lightly, untying her body.

"Master!"

Changle threw himself into his arms with a crying voice, like a frightened rabbit.

Li Daoxuan picked her up, stroked her long black and silky hair, and saw the strand of long hair that was cut off on the ground, and secretly said that it was good that he came in time, otherwise if Changle was shaved head, His Majesty would probably have to fight with him.

"White ...... Huitong, a monk of the White Horse Temple, has seen the national teacher...... I've seen Princess Changle! ”

Huitong's face was covered with sweat, and he took the initiative to kneel and kowtow, his head knocked heavily on the ground, and his voice was very loud.

His eyes were full of regret, why did Li Daoxuan come to Luoyang?

Why did you provoke him?

Today, the most prosperous, the most prosperous, the most murderous, no one is around Li Daoxuan, just the Yang God who died in his hands, one hand can be counted, this is almost an incredible thing in today's era when the Yang God is dominant.

When Li Daoxuan was still a Yin God, he was able to defeat the Yang God and shock the world, and now that he has been promoted to the Yang God Realm, how amazing should his combat power be?

It is no wonder that the Vajra Arhat Demon Suppression Array, which could resist the Yang God for a moment, collapsed in an instant when facing Li Daoxuan, as if it were devastated.

The other monks also hurriedly knelt down, including the first seat of the Demon Suppression Courtyard who was seriously injured, and also knelt down with their bodies bold, in addition to remorse, more fear.

Maybe just now, he was just a little bit away from death.

Li Daoxuan walked out of the hall with Changle in his arms, and did not look at the monks who knelt on the ground and kowtowed, but looked at the kneeling soldiers, and said lightly: "From my doppelganger to the present, just one moment ago, your speed is considered to be fast, and it seems that you have not relaxed your armament over the years." ”

Changle still had a good impression of these soldiers who came to save her, and she shouted: "Master has praised you, get up quickly!" ”

Only then did the soldiers get up, lined up neatly, stood according to their swords, and their faces were solemn, and anyone who saw it would praise them, what a mighty division.

Huitong and the other monks also wanted to get up, but Li Daoxuan's voice sounded faintly in their ears.

"Did you get you up?"

Huitong and the others could only continue to kneel.

"National teacher, as the saying goes, those who don't know are not guilty, we don't know that this little benefactor is the eldest princess, and I have inadvertently offended you, and I hope you will look at the White Horse Temple for the sake of guarding Luoyang for decades, and also for the sake of my senior brother Hui Chan's face, you can be magnanimous, forgiving and forgiving!"

Huitong is worthy of being the first seat of the Bodhi Academy, and his words are well-founded, while showing weakness, he also pointed out the merits of the White Horse Temple in protecting Luoyang, as well as the abbot of Huichan, the late Yang God.

I hope to make Li Daoxuan jealous.

Of course, the most important reason is that he doesn't want Li Daoxuan to find out about the Buddha's mother, although it is humiliating to kneel down and beg for mercy, but more is better than less, and when the Buddha comes to the world, everything will not be a problem!

"Forgiving and forgiving? Hehe, Hui Chan, why don't you see him? ”

Li Daoxuan asked suddenly.

"My senior brother's cultivation has improved, and now he is in retreat, and I hope that the national teacher will not blame him for the sin of neglect."

Huitong's words implied a warning, his senior brother was already a great monk in the late stage of the Yang God, and the next step was to cross the thunder tribulation and obtain the Arhat fruit position.

With such a powerful Buddhist statue, who is not afraid of three points?

Li Daoxuan didn't buy his account, and said lightly: "The first seat of Huitong, I remember just now, you said, no one in this world can do anything about the White Horse Temple." ”

He glanced at Huitong, who was tense all over, and his tone seemed to be mocking and serious.

"What if, I want to try?"

As soon as the words fell, the Mo Dao Army clenched the Mo Dao in his hand, the Demon Killer Guard pulled the bowstring again, the Xuanjia Army turned over and got on the horse, the battle flag fluttered, and the bad people held down the saber at their waists, ready to fight at any time.

The spirit of the soldiers rose into the sky, and as long as an order was given, these iron-blooded soldiers dared to wash the White Horse Temple with blood!

As if sensing the strong murderous aura, the birds within a radius of a hundred zhang could not enter, the insects and snakes retreated, and the iron-like silence was like an avalanche about to erupt, waiting for a volcano to erupt.

Seeing this scene, Huitong's face instantly turned pale, and he knew that maybe the life and death of the White Horse Temple was at this moment.

Senior Brother is not here, just these people can't stop the blades of the elite soldiers of the Tang Dynasty, even he, a monk in the late stage of the Yin God, does not dare to confront these soldiers of a hundred battles.

What's more, there are seven bad people and one unfathomable Li Daoxuan.

It's useless to escape, now that the White Horse Temple has been surrounded by water, all it takes is a rain of arrows, a charge, and a fire, and the White Horse Temple that he is proud of will become a ruin!

"National teacher, my White Horse Temple has been guarding Luoyang for decades, in order to kill demons and eliminate demons, countless disciples have been killed and injured, even if there is no merit, there is hard work, do you really want to force the White Horse Temple to a desperate situation?"

Huitong looked up at Li Daoxuan, his voice was sad and indignant, as if he was extremely aggrieved.

Li Daoxuan looked directly into his gaze, and his voice was sonorous and powerful.

"Your White Horse Temple is due to Luoyang, but the court is not without rewards, Your Majesty himself is reluctant to change a dragon robe, but every year he allocates gold, silver, jewelry and silk satin to reward you with the White Horse Temple, and other kinds of preferential treatment are countless, the world's Buddhism, only the White Horse Temple and Shaolin have such grace."

"But what about you?"

Li Daoxuan looked coldly at this group of monks in brocade clothes, their robes were all woven from the most expensive silk, inlaid with gold edges, and the rosewood Buddha beads on their hands could be worth ten years of income for a family of four!

The newly bought big Buddha has more than 20 catties of inlaid gold leaf alone!

"Sanqing only needs clay sculptures, but the Buddha wants gold plating. Over the years, your White Horse Temple has not paid taxes to the imperial court, arbitrarily annexed land, and your disciples have been arrogant and domineering. ”

"In order to make money, they even opened a lot of shops, selling merit coupons and consecration weapons, all of them are so rich that they are full of oil, and seventy percent of the beggars in Luoyang City have lost their land because of you, and their families are ruined!"

Li Daoxuan is not alarmist when he says this, in fact, over the years, there have been Luoyang officials who have played the impeachment of the White Horse Temple, but they have all been suppressed by the imperial court.

Because there is a Hui Chan in the late stage of the Yang God in the White Horse Temple!

Later, Li Daoxuan came to Luoyang, and also used his free time to do investigations, and found that the White Horse Temple's unscrupulous accumulation of wealth was even more excessive than those twists and turns!

They buy the fertile land in the hands of the people at a low price, and if someone is unwilling to sell it, they say that they do not respect the Buddha and the Buddha, and there will be bad retribution, and the people will often give in under the pressure.

What's more, they opened a wide range of shops to sell merit coupons and consecration instruments.

The so-called merit vouchers are made of the cheapest hemp paper, which has no effect, but they preach that they can eliminate sins after buying them, and attain bliss after death, and the more they buy, the greater the merit.

It's okay to kill people and set fires, buy a few merit coupons and make it back.

As for those light-opening magic weapons, they are rune papers and utensils that have no mana, and they have no resistance to demons and monsters, but they are blown to the sky and sold at sky-high prices.

"Amitabha, there are thousands of mistakes, they are all the fault of the old man, if the national teacher wants to punish me, punish me, don't implicate me in the White Horse Temple!"

Smartcom clasped his hands together.

Li Daoxuan looked at him and said lightly: "It's a little righteous." ”

"Jiang Lian."

Out of the seven bad men came a thin, sharp-eyed man, who looked to be in his thirties and forties, with a sinuous scar on his face.

"The subordinates are here!"

Jiang Lian hugged his fists and saluted, he was the head of these bad people, a lieutenant and a military officer, and he was full of awe for Li Daoxuan.

"Tell me, what is the crime of imprisoning my Tang princess and cutting off her hair?"

"Qi Yu National Teacher, capital crime, beheading!"

Li Daoxuan glanced at him and said, "Then what are you waiting for?" ”

"No!"

Jiang Lian's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he immediately pressed the knife forward and walked towards Huitong.

Huitong's eyes were uncertain, his hands were clenched tightly, Li Daoxuan really dared to kill himself? Doesn't he care about Senior Brother Hui Chan?

"On the orders of the national teacher, kill the demon monk Huitong on the spot!"

Boom!

Jiang Lian suddenly pulled out the saber on his waist, this is a special magic weapon made by Qin Tianjian, containing a trace of dragon energy, after instilling mana, it will bloom with a pale golden light, sharpening iron like clay, extremely sharp.

Without any hesitation, he slashed directly at Huitong's neck.

Clang!!!

The spark flickered, and the half-truncated knife spun and flew out, piercing deep into the beams.

Jiang Lian looked at the broken knife in his hand, and then at Huitong's neck that only left a white mark, and couldn't help but gasp.

He was a cultivator in the early stage of the Yin God, and he actually cut the neck of Zhihuitong?

"Hehe, I have long heard that in addition to the abbot of Huizen in the White Horse Temple, your Huitong's cultivation is the highest, and when I saw it today, it was indeed the case."

Li Daoxuan shook his head and smiled, but his eyes became colder and colder.

He stretched out a finger, and the void drew a talisman, and the golden pure yang qi intertwined a mysterious and elegant Taoist talisman, emitting Dao light.

Dragon Tiger Mountain, Talisman!

"Go."

When the words fell, the talisman fell on Huitong's body, and it went directly through the robe and clothes, burning on Huitong's back like a soldering iron, and there were many green smokes.

Huitong was so painful that his muscles burst out, and he just wanted to resist, but he found that the mana in his body receded like a tide, and the three major dantians in the upper, middle and lower were all dead silent, and his body couldn't move.

With Li Daoxuan's realm, the fixed talisman drawn can not only fix the physical body, but also fix the mana and supernatural powers, so that a high-ranking Yin God late-stage monk fell into the clouds in an instant, and became an old man with no power to restrain the chicken.

"Slash again."

"No!"

Jiang Lian's eyes flashed fiercely, and he slashed at Huitong with the half-cut knife in his hand.

"Stop !!"

An angry shout sounded, like thunder, and the lion and tiger roared, shattering the windows around them, and even the war horses of the Xuanjia Army let out a neigh, as if they were frightened.

Jiang Lian only felt a shock to his spirit, and he felt a sense of being top-heavy and spinning, and the knife in his hand fell unconsciously.

A slender hand gently grasped the broken knife, and a warm voice sounded.

"Changle, close your eyes."

After Changle closed his eyes tightly, a snowy knife light flashed, like clear autumn water, and like winter frost, cut through the iron, as fast as thunder.

"Stop!!"

A brilliant Buddha light fell from the sky, shattering the ground with a bang, holding the Nine Dragons Buddha Fire Beads, with a lion nose and wide eyes, like King Kong, and his eyes were bloodshot, as if burning with infinite anger.

It is the abbot of the White Horse Temple, Hui Chan!

The wind was howling, and even the heavily armored Xuanjia army couldn't help but take a few steps back, but Li Daoxuan stood like a pine on a lonely mountain, standing proudly and tall, only his hair and Taoist robes were hunting and fluttering in the wind.

The wind stops.

Li Daoxuan casually threw down the broken knife in his hand, and the bright knife was not stained with blood.

When!

The knife fell to the ground with a crisp sound, and at the same time, the kneeling body of Huitong trembled slightly, and the look in his eyes gradually dimmed, and finally turned into a hollow.

A faint red line appeared on his neck, and blood oozed out drop by drop.

"Abbot Hui Chan, don't worry, the knife of the poor road is very fast, and he doesn't even feel the pain."

Li Daoxuan put Changle down, let her run to the side of the bad guy, and then said lightly to Hui Chan.

"Li - Dao - Xuan !!"

Hui Chan gritted his teeth and shouted out the name, watching his junior brother's eyes slowly turn blood-red, and hatred gushed out like a volcano.

The junior brother died, and he didn't even leave the Yin God, because Li Daoxuan's immobilization talisman also gave the soul of the junior brother to die in the body, and he couldn't get out of the body to retain a glimmer of life.

"Hehe, don't thank me, although you, the junior brother, imprisoned the princess of the Tang Dynasty, forced my disciple to switch to Buddhism, and dared to disobey the beheading punishment of the imperial court with demon law, which can be described as heinous and cannot be redeemed for death, but I am still merciful and did not let him experience too much pain before he died."

Hearing this, Hui Chan's lungs were about to explode, and he clenched his fists tightly, his bones clicking.

"Abbot, the first seat of Huitong died so miserably, you must avenge him!"

"Abbot, you are finally here, this Li Daoxuan is too unreasonable, he bullied others, and even killed the first one!"

"Woo woo, abbot, he also said that he would destroy our White Horse Temple......"

Seeing Hui Chan appear, these panicked monks finally found their backbone and cried out one by one.

Hui Chan closed his eyes, and his voice boiled with murderous energy.

"Senior brother, senior brother hereby swears that he will kill this person to sacrifice your soul!"

He opened his eyes and stared at Li Daoxuan with a knife-like gaze.

"Huangkou child, you are rampant, this is not Longhu Mountain, nor Chang'an City, but the White Horse Temple!"

After a pause, he said word by word: "It's also the place where your bones are buried!" ”

"White Horse Temple ......"

In the face of his powerful momentum, Li Daoxuan seemed calm and unhurried.

"The whole world is not the king's land, the shore of the land is not the king's minister, the White Horse Temple, since today, it has been requisitioned by the imperial court, the abbot of Huichan, next time you come in, but you have to collect money."

"Look for death!!"

Hui Chan pinched the Buddha seal in his hand, and the Nine Dragons Buddha Fire Beads flew out, hatching nine mighty and domineering fire dragons, causing the surrounding temperature to rise rapidly.

Roar!

The sound of the dragon's groan shook all directions, leaving countless people stunned.

Nine hundred-foot-long fire dragons surrounded Li Daoxuan, and raging flames erupted from his mouth.

"Master, be careful!"

"National teacher be careful!"

The bad people and Changle subconsciously shouted.

Li Daoxuan smiled faintly, and with a wave of his sleeves, the dragon yin sword box fell to the ground, and then automatically became larger and opened, although the sword was not released, but an infinite amount of sword qi gushed out from the box, like an invisible barrier that rushed straight to Xiao Han, blocking the raging flames.

"Hui Chan, do you really think that there is no way for me to take your broken beads that night?"

(End of chapter)