Dali, the humanities gather, the nature is beautiful, the scenery is colorful, the mountains are like a screen, the Erhai Lake is like a mirror, the butterfly spring is deep and mysterious, the four wonders of wind, flowers, snow and moon are densely covered, making people linger and forget to return.

In the city of Dali, from south to north, a street runs through it, prosperous and noisy, singing and dancing, the wind and rain are smooth, the country and the people are safe, and a scene of peace and tranquility.

"Click!"

However, just today, the iron cavalry trampled, like thunder, the avenue shook, one after another cavalry galloped on the avenue, passing by in an instant, the robes were stained with blood, the expression panicked, and went straight to the palace.

"Hey! A piece of blood is spilled, can it be said that the front line has been defeated again? Or has the Longshou Pass been breached?"

"The Dragon Head Pass has been breached? The Dragon Head Pass is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and it is supplemented by a strong god refining person, so it shouldn't be so fast. ”

"How could it not? Then how to explain the blood spilled? At a glance, even if the Dragon Head Pass is not broken, it is almost over. ”

"Tut-tut, what did you say the lord of the country was not doing well, he had to provoke Mingjiao, now it's okay, he was knocked on the door. ”

"That's right, as soon as the Dragon Head Pass is broken, the Mingjiao army will be in the city....."

The people of Dali discussed in a low voice, although they didn't know what was happening on the front line, they were not stupid, and they could see one or two from these galloping cavalry.

Dali Palace.

Gao Xiang, the prime minister of Dali, got the news that the dragon head pass had been broken and the god refining powerhouse had fallen, and immediately rushed to the palace to discuss the matter with Duan Xingzhi, the contemporary lord of Dali.

Duan Xingzhi, the lord of the country, looked worried: "Prime Minister, how could it be? How could the Longshou Pass be broken so quickly? Even if the Mongolian soldiers were in full swing back then, it would not be so easy." ”

Prime Minister Gao Xiang frowned, pondered for a moment, and said: "It should be the master of the Ming Sect who made a move, and the battle of the high monks of Tianlong Temple was opened, and the soldiers guarding the pass greatly reduced their fighting spirit, and even scattered and fled, and collapsed without a fight, so that the Longshou Pass could be broken in such a short period of time." ”

Although he is only guessing, he is not far from ten.

"The Tiankai High Monk died in battle, he is not only my uncle, but also the son and son of the Southern Monk, and now he has fallen?!" Duan Xingzhi muttered to himself, still unwilling to believe it.

Tiankai high monk, the former Dali Tiankai Emperor Duan Zhixiang, abdicated as a monk, is the son of Emperor Duan Zhixing, and is also the uncle of the contemporary lord Duan Xingzhi, and is one of the only strong people in the Duan clan.

"Your Majesty's condolences. Prime Minister Gao Xiang was relieved and said: "The Tiankai Divine Monk died in battle, and he didn't even have time to escape, he must be the top powerhouse of the Ming Sect, and it is very likely that the head of the Ming Sect is there in person." ”

"The minister has two strategies, Your Majesty may have a try. First, when you ask the monks of Tianlong Temple to help, or invite the five unique southern monks of the world to help, if you can defeat, it is good, if you can't, you can also delay time. ”

"Second, please send an envoy to the Song court as soon as possible, contact him, and let the Song Emperor mediate so that the Ming Sect will stop the war. Otherwise, the demise of Dali may not be far away. ”

The head of the country, Duan Xingzhi, was shocked, and immediately came to his senses, but he hesitated a little, "Tianlong Temple is okay, but who should Song Ting send?"

Prime Minister Gao Xiang immediately straightened up, and said with a righteous and awe-inspiring fist: "If Your Majesty does not dislike it, the minister is willing to go to the Song Court!"

Duan Xingzhi was slightly happy in his heart, but he still hesitated: "But Dali's government affairs still depend on ......"

Gao Xiang said: "The minister can let the deputy stand, and he must go back quickly." Moreover, if the minister does not go to the Song court in person, he is afraid that the Song Emperor will think that Dali is rude. ”

Since this is the case, I asked the prime minister to go to the Song court and let the Song Emperor come forward to mediate. Duan Xingzhi said: "Come on, no, I will go to Tianlong Temple in person!"

......

Within a few days, Li Lin led Lan Yu and other Mingjiao generals and more than 12,000 soldiers to the city.

On the city of Dali, Duan Xingzhi, the lord of the country who has already received the news, invited the monks of Tianlong Temple to help, eight monks, standing at the head of the city, the treasure is solemn, the expression is calm, only the eight bald heads like red lanterns are particularly conspicuous.

"Dare to ask which general of the Ming Sect below is attacking my Dali, acting so recklessly, aren't you afraid of Song Ting's anger?"

Duan Xingzhi shouted loudly, he knew that Mingjiao had sent people to the Song court to ask for a reward, but he was sternly rejected by the Song Emperor and the Minister of Civil and Military Affairs, and even made an appointment with Dali to attack Mingjiao and recover Sichuan and Shu.

It is a pity that there are many masters of the Ming Sect, and the famous generals are like clouds, and only a Chang Yuchun in the land of Xiangfan blocked Meng Hui's army; then, the Mongolian Meng Ge led his troops to attack Xiangyang, so that the Song court had to withdraw his troops and call on the warriors of the world to defend the city of Xiangyang.

On the Mongolian side, Xu Da, the general of Mingjiao, was a peerless famous general, with only more than 30,000 people, he firmly guarded the checkpoint, making it difficult for Kublai Khan's hundreds of thousands of troops to move an inch.

In Dali, General Lan Yu was even more invincible, first defeated tens of thousands of troops in Dali, then crossed the Dadu River, crossed the Jinsha River, and defeated the army of tens of thousands of tribal chieftains on the bank, sweeping everything.

Not only did the Mingjiao army not decline, but the bigger and stronger, and now it is breaking through the dragon head pass, and the troops are under the city of Dali.

The people were panicked, the civil and military were shocked, and Dali was shaken!

Duan Xingzhi vainly tried to use the Song Court as a threat to force the Ming Sect to retreat, but he miscalculated.

Li Lin glanced at Duan Xingzhi on the city wall lightly, and said tastelessly: "Lan Yu, attack the city directly, try the Dali soldiers!"

"No!" Lan Yu clenched his fists and drew his sword, "All the troops listen to the order and attack the city!"

The drums rumble, if the thunder is shaking, the footsteps are trampling, like a flood is surging, the earth is shaking, the fallen leaves are flying, the mountains and forests are stumbling, the birds are startled, a solemn breath is permeating, and the city of Dali is trembling.

A branch of the Ming Sect army was ironclad and steel-speared, and with the order, it attacked the city.

"Order, release the arrows!" Duan Xingzhi shouted angrily when he saw that Mingjiao was ignoring him.

Suddenly, hundreds of Mingjiao masters hidden in the army flew into the sky, like geese, like divine eagles, like climbing to the sky, straight to the city wall, sword energy, sword mang, palm wind, fist momentum...... They all blasted over.

Hundreds of soldiers defending the city let out a cry of grief and died tragically in an instant; soon, the Mingjiao army attacked the city wall, fought naked, and the blood was gushing, and the corpses were all over the field, which was very cruel.

Duan Xingzhi was a little flustered, the Dali army seemed to be elite, but the actual combat was not as good as Mingjiao, and after only more than half an hour, it was at a disadvantage.

Duan Xingzhi looked at the eight monks helplessly, and said sincerely: "Monks, I still need your help. ”

"Amitabha, Your Majesty can rest assured, they are both children of the Duan family, and they are within their own affairs. ”

An old monk opened his mouth and stepped forward, his momentum rising, and the center of his eyebrows seemed to be open and not open, and seemed to be closed but not closed, but a piece of gray light rushed out, and there was a faint appearance of an ancient tree.

At the same time, the other seven monks were also like this, in the center of their eyebrows, or green light shrouded out, or gray light rushed out, but there was an ancient tree looming in the void.

"Eight half-step refining god monks!" Li Lin narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "The foundation of Tianlong Temple should not be underestimated.

Eight half-step refining god powerhouses, even if the masters of the Ming Sect want to block them, they will suffer heavy losses; Li Lin did not hesitate, stepped forward, and a purple gold light burst out, illuminating the void, brilliant and incomparable, stabbing everyone unable to open their eyes.

The old monk looked at Li Lin, this was a strong man who had never reached the god of refining, but it gave him a feeling of fear, he didn't hesitate, "Senior brothers, cloth four withered and four glorious arrays!"

As soon as the words fell, the ancient tree law rotated, the two were combined, the blue light and the gray light reflected each other, intertwined together, as if they were integrated, and seemed to be separated from each other, divided into four directions, east and west, north and south, surrounded by Li Lin.

"There is impermanence, the two trees are withered, the north and the south, the west and the east, the surface is false and the surface is empty!"

"There is joy and no happiness, there is me without me, there is purity and there is no purity, there is withering and there is tolerance!"

"It is not dry and not glorious, it is not false and not empty, and it is also dry and glorious!"

East, west, north and south, several inexplicable Buddha voices fell, between the four directions, the twin trees rose to the sky, the blue light and the gray mangs were entangled, turning into one side, the green ones prospered, and the gray ones withered, symbolizing the prosperity and withering of heaven and earth.

"The Great Seal of Withering Glory!"

A voice resounded, and the eight monks put their hands on their chests, forming a seal, and in an instant, the blue light shot out, and the gray light soared into the sky, and a huge Dharma seal condensed in the sky, to be suppressed.