At this time, among the sergeants surrounding the Tianyuan Yansheng Temple, some people had already recognized Dorjee. After a while, a military general, holding a black spear of Xuantie in his hand, led a team of men and horses, stopped in front of Dorjee, but bowed down and said, "Master Dorjee, when you were not in Dadu, someone in the temple colluded with the demon girl of the East China Sea and harmed the saint. ”

"Hua Sanglie, this seat recognizes you, last year you also came to this temple to ask this seat for a string of longevity and 100-year-old pearls. Dorjee's eyes opened and closed, and a faint golden light shot out. Dorjee, the first guru under the throne of Phagspa, a real monk, is known to most people about his great fame.

The military general named Hua Sanglie, seeing that Dorjee was faintly angry, hurriedly bowed to the ground and justified loudly.

According to what he said, Yuan Huizong met Pan Ruoxue by the lotus pond of Tianyuan Yansheng Temple, welcomed him into the palace, and was named the lotus concubine, and was very favored. But homework, Pan Ruoxue took advantage of the time to sleep, and wanted to seize Yuanyang of Yuan Huizong, but fortunately was bumped into by Yang Guiren, cast a demon spell, and escaped. Now, there is chaos in the palace. The three princes were ordered to summon the elders of the palace and the lamas on the one hand, and go to the palace to pray for Yuan Huizong's blessings and heal, and on the other hand, they sent forbidden troops to search for Pan Ruoxue and her comrades. As for Tianyuan Yansheng Temple, because Pan Ruoxue appeared here at the beginning, it was sealed up and strictly investigated with the consent of the current master of the temple.

Yang Guiren?Wuxu suddenly thought of the witch Yang Yingrong, and immediately transmitted the voice to Dorjee.

Dorjee waved his hand, the seal on the temple door that was covered with the seal of Emperor Yuan, then fell off, the mountain gate was wide open, and many lamas behind the door saw Dorjee, they wept and wept, their hands were folded, and they called Dorjee's Dharma more than once.

Wuxu looked at the past, most of these lamas were people who had never practiced, and there were a few of them, and their cultivation was only between the three or four layers of mortal dust. I wondered in my heart, could it be that the old national teacher of the Eight Sipa brought most of the monks in the temple to Lushan? Moreover, a few days ago, the dragon clan of the East China Sea invaded the south of the Yangtze River, and many righteous monks were sent down from Lushan Mountain, so could it be that the Lamaism had never sent people back to the temple to guard it? So that today, the mountain gate has been sealed and surrounded by ordinary soldiers?

Just thinking about it, Dorjee suddenly spoke, "Even if there is a demon girl from the East China Sea who harms the saint, what evidence does the third prince have to say that this temple is colluding with him? Is it just because this person has appeared in this temple?"

Hua Sangli didn't dare to speak, but said that it was on the orders of the third prince, Baltsoda, and also got the permission of the Rese Guru.

"It's getting more and more confused. Dorjee sighed and half-tilted his head, as if looking at the sky, but his eyes were closed. Halfway through, Fang asked again, "What's the hot color?"

An elderly lama raised a wrinkled face with tears stained, "Rese heard the news from the palace, so he hurried there. Dorjee, the life and death of this religion are in sight. The old monk's old bones will be handed over to you and Master Huiming. ”

This old lama, who is aware of the void, is still a junior disciple with Pasipa in terms of seniority, but he has always been reluctant to practice, concentrate on chanting Buddha, and practice closed-mouth meditation. At this moment, he suddenly spoke, and both Dorjee and Wuxu couldn't help but be surprised.

Just as he was about to go out to inquire, he saw this old lama, sitting at the gate of the mountain, his hands slowly and ten, his tearful eyes, looking at Duoji, and then looking at Wuxu, and then a rainbow light rose all over his body.

A generation of eminent monks passed away.

"Shakyamuni Buddha Shakyamuni!" Those lamas, seeing this scene, sat down on the ground one after another, clasped their palms together and chanted sutras.

Hua Sanglie, looking at the rainbow light, was stunned, and hurriedly waved desperately at the surrounding sergeants. The sergeants immediately put away their swords and bowed to the ground.

Wu humbly has relatives, and secretly said, "I am not alone." There are always great virtues, who have a glimpse of karma, worry about the unity of the mountain gate, and sacrifice themselves for righteousness. Today's Tianyuan Yansheng Temple, it is difficult to guarantee that it is not the White Lotus Sect of the day after tomorrow. The cycle of cause and effect suffers these disciples who are dedicated to goodness and to the Buddha. ”

Dorjee, from the rainbow light that gradually faded from his mouth, took out a handful of relics, pronounced the Buddha's name, and strode into the mountain gate. All the lamas got up one after another, chanted sutras with their palms together, and walked towards the main hall of the temple with Dorjee.

Wuxu turned around and asked Hua Sanglie, who was a little distraught, "I don't know how Emperor Yuan is?" Hua Sangli was stunned for a moment before he reacted and replied, "The Holy Lord is unconscious now, and the masters are treating him." ”

Wuxu looked at the palace, sighed, and said exactly the same thing as Dorjee, "It's getting more and more confused." With that, he turned around and walked inside.

Nahua Sangli suddenly shouted, "Master Huiming, Elder Kobo. ”

Wuxu stopped, turned around slowly, and looked at the Hua Sangli in front of him, who was a general of the forbidden army, but also a Lamaist worshipper.

"The Great Lama passed away, and Hua Sangli could not escape the blame, but he had no choice but to come by the king's order. Hua Sangli wants to go with his master to worship, but I don't know," Hua Sangli said in a low voice.

Wuxu didn't care why this person could recognize himself, listened to his words, thought about it, and said, "You should order the sergeant to retreat first." Senior Brother Dorjee is here, can you surround the temple and seal the mountain gate? ”

Hua Sangli then hurriedly gave the order.

Wuxu saw it in his eyes, and couldn't help but say, "Okay, you wait here." Then, I came to the main hall and saw all the lamas sitting around Dorjee, who knelt on the long golden silk yellow cushion for pilgrims to worship my Buddha in the main hall, holding relics in his hand, looking up at the Buddha and the Bodhisattvas left and right.

Wuxu looked at Dorjee's back, and intuitively felt that Dorjee was crying. He walked behind him and said in a low voice, "Senior brother, now that Emperor Yuan is not dead, you and I must go quickly, don't let the Demon Dao Cultivator's treacherous plan succeed and control Emperor Yuan." After a pause, "Otherwise, the Tianyuan Yansheng Temple, and even the Lamaism will really have to bear the catastrophe." ”

Seeing that Dorjee was silent, Wuxu said again, "Hua Sanglie, this person seems to have his heart towards my Buddha, and he pleaded to enter the temple to worship, but Mo Ruo allowed him." Later, he asked him to take care of the temple, but in fact, he secretly supported it. ”

"This matter, Senior Brother Wuxu, just look at it. Dorjee slowly got up and turned around, and sure enough, there were tears on his face.

Wuxu couldn't bear to look at it, turned around and flew out, called Hua Sangli, and took him to the main hall.

Dorjee waited for Hua Sanglie to bow three times and bowed nine times, and was about to speak. Wuxu preemptively said, "Hua Sangli, now that the Demon Dao monk has infiltrated the palace and wants to control the Yuan Court and harm the Lamaism, what is your attitude?"

Hua Sangli was stunned for a moment, and then replied, "The last general, you must kill the demons and swear to die!"

Wu Xuan snorted coldly, "If the Yuan Court is controlled by the Demon Dao Monks, and you are ordered to block the mountain gate and arrest the monks like today, what will you do?"

Hua Sangli was stunned, and he hadn't figured out how to answer. I saw a white sword light flying out of the Wuxu monk's robe.

Wuxu sacrificed the white bone sword, and in the main hall, in front of Dorjee and the lamas, beheaded Hua Sanglie, and then said, "Senior brothers, quickly contact the people who worship the Buddha sincerely on weekdays, and come to protect the Dharma." When you meet, as Hui Ming asked, if you hesitate, the snake and mouse at both ends, if you can kill them, you will kill them on the spot, and if you can't kill them, you will report them quickly. ”

When the lamas saw that Dorjee had no objections, they proclaimed the Buddha's name, left the main hall, and went around on their own.

"Senior brother, this is a rebellion against this sect. Dorjee waited for the lamas to leave, and said quietly.

Wuxu replied, "The Lamaism has protected the Yuan family for more than a hundred years, but the Yuan court has been so chaotic. actually sent a forbidden army to block the mountain gate and besiege the temple. If this is the case today, I am afraid that he will be killed directly in the future. This is the treachery of the Yuan Court, and the heavens will die. ”

Seeing that Duoji was still hesitating, Wuxu said loudly again, "Senior brother, don't look at it, this is the third prince Balzoda's fake holy decree." Senior brother, you should see, the situation has reached such a point. Isn't the third prince a member of the Yuan family?! If Emperor Yuan is controlled by the Demon Dao monks, if he doesn't take precautions now, I'm afraid that it will be bloody and bloody at that time. Although you and I can fly away, what about the thousands of ordinary monks? When the time comes, if he colludes with the demon girl of the East China Sea and inflicts the crime of harming the saints, countless monks will fall to the ground!"

When Wuxu said this, it was as if he saw countless scenes of White Lotus soldiers dying everywhere.

"Okay, junior brother, wait a minute. After speaking, Dorjee entered the meditation. Wuxu looked at the golden light around him, and knew that Dorjee was using the Buddha's light to illuminate the ten directions of Yanfu in Dingzhong, contacting most of the people in the capital.

Yuan Huizong was plotted in the palace, which is the qi of the complete decay of the Yuan court. The third prince, Bal Tsoda, ordered the forbidden army to blockade the Tianyuan Yansheng Temple, which meant that he wanted to attack Lamaism. What do you say about colluding with the demon girl of the East China Sea, Lamaism and the Yuan Court have an alliance, and they are in the same breath, if there is a Ming Jun, when he hears this, he will definitely behead the speaker on the spot and show it to the public. Now, this trumped-up charge has been written on the Holy Decree in a grand manner! It is no wonder that the old lama, seeing the slightest knowledge, foresaw that the great calamity of Lamaism was coming.

After a moment of Dorjee's steady, a general came on a horse outside the temple, took over the men and horses, divided into eight teams, and stationed ten meters away from the Tianyuan Yansheng Temple, with swords and guns outward, like an arch guard. The lamas came out of the monastery and went in all directions, and there was no one to stop them.

On the clouds, Wuxu saw this scene and said with a smile, "Senior Brother Dorjee, this Buddha's light shines on the Ten Directions Yanfu's technique, when will it be passed on to Wuxu, just in case of emergency." Dorjee nodded, "That's nature." Senior brother, I think that Zhu Yuanzhang is also a ruthless character!"

The two of them said this, and they were already above the palace. But seeing that in the palace below, there are thousands of golden lights, and there are countless celestials, ghost kings, asuras, and flying heavens, or holding pestles and dancing swords, supporting all around, or holding flowers and fruits, flying everywhere. In the middle, there is a golden dragon, looming, which is the qi of the dragon vein that Yuan Huizong upholds.

Yuan Huizong, after all, is the emperor of the Yuan Dynasty, and since he ascended to the great treasure, he has dragon energy with him. At this moment, he was plotted by others, unconscious, and the aura of the dragon vein also dimmed a lot. At this moment, the elders of the Lamaist sect are gathering in one place, casting spells to gather the soul of Yuan Huizong. The dragon qi naturally loomed.

Wuxu and Duoji, after looking at it for a while, did not see a trace of demonic energy, wondered in their hearts, and continued to fly forward.

At this time, a middle-aged woman in palace clothes suddenly appeared and said coldly, "Who is the demon, dare to disturb the Great Heavenly Demon Dance?!"

The Great Heavenly Demon Dance, which is different from the ordinary Heavenly Demon Dance, is one of the supreme secret techniques of lamas. There must be 7749 lamaist monks, all of whom contemplate the heavenly bodhisattvas, chanting sutras and mantras in the void, and performing wonderful dharmas, which directly act on the soul of the person being cast, so that no matter where the soul lives in the six realms, they can see the gods and Buddhas of the heavens, be blessed by the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, and in one thought, eliminate the immeasurable karma and return to the previous body.

Wuxu looked at Dorjee, who shook his head, indicating that he didn't know this woman. Wuxu immediately shouted, "Who are you?" Even Senior Brother Dorjee of the Tianyuan Yansheng Temple of this sect doesn't know it!" The sky was thundering, but Wuxu used a ******** roar, and his voice almost spread throughout the capital.

Dorjee comprehended, and also folded his palms and recited, "Nan Wu Shizun Shakyamuni Buddha! The disciples of this sect listened to the order, quickly returned to their divine senses, and converged with the main seat. ”

As soon as Dorjee's words came out, Wuxu saw the golden light below shaking, and then several golden lights flew towards Dorjee.

The middle-aged woman in palace clothes sneered, "These two people are transformed by demonic monks, if you act recklessly and make the Holy Divine Soul unable to return to its place, it will be a great crime of rebellion." As he spoke, thousands of hairs flew out, shooting out a ghostly light, like a silver snake dancing wildly, suppressing all the golden lights that flew into the air.

Seeing this, Wuxu and Dorjee did not hesitate any longer, and each sacrificed out of the Dharma Realm and flew towards the woman.

Dorjee, with his left hand sealed, reciting mantras, and a prayer wheel in his right hand slowly rotated, flying out six rays of light of different colors one after another. Those six rays of brilliance immediately turned into a six-character mantra and formed a Vajra Demon Circle. It is the six-character mantra that materializes and manifests.

As soon as the woman opened her mouth and spit out, four short swords appeared in the air, which grew in the wind, and the sky suddenly darkened. The four magic swords, emitting a cold brilliance, set the Vajra Demon Circle composed of Duoji's six-character Great Ming Mantra in the middle.

"Senior brother, you go down to the rescue quickly, be careful of the forbidden formation!" Dorjee said in a deep voice, and turned the warp wheel in his hand again. Another Vajra Demon Circle flew out.

Wuxu paused, and slashed the white bone sword in his hand at the woman's waterfall-like black hair. Those black hairs, like spirit snakes, actually conjured up a woman's palm, stretched out her five fingers, and grabbed at Wuxu's white bone sword.

This is bullying the little monk's cultivation is not high. The white bone sword in Wuxu's hand did not avoid it, and at the same time shouted softly, "It is the sword that is extinguished, and the white bones cut the green silk." The white bone sword emitted an invisible and colorless aura of annihilation, hitting the black palm of the woman's black hair in the air.

I heard the woman scream angrily, "Where did the demon monk come from! He actually dared to destroy my three thousand green silks with evil skills!" I saw that his original black hair had been turned into silver threads.

The woman was so angry that she was about to fly down to settle the score. The Vajra Demon Circle in the sky, like a huge net, fell towards the top of its head.

The white-haired witch Wuxu smiled, and took this opportunity to swing the white bone sword, which turned into a slowly rotating lotus seat, holding Wuxu, and quickly flew towards the palace below.

In the palace dormitory, in the middle, on the huge dragon bed, the golden light of the Dao Dao is flying, like many fireflies. The Buddha's horn is bursting, wave after wave, echoing everywhere, but it seems extremely empty and gloomy. Because the Lamaist sect many elders, around the huge dragon bed, staggered and staggered, each with a seal, but like a clay bodhisattva.

Wuxu walked towards the dragon bed with a solemn expression. In the golden light, a man in a dragon robe, forty miles away, his eyes closed tightly, and his face was serene. That Yuan Huizong, Wu Xuan has seen it, it is such a face. But the strange thing was that those golden lights were slowly pouring into Yuan Huizong's body.

What kind of magic is this? Not only did he take away, but he also wanted to devour the divine consciousness of the elders of the Lamaist Sect! Enlightenment was horrified in his heart, but there was nothing he could do. These golden rays were obviously the divine consciousness of the elders of the Lamaist Sect, and he didn't want to hurt them by mistake.

Wuxu was at a loss, so anxious that he looked up at the sky, his aura fluctuated sharply, obviously Dorjee and the woman had not yet decided the winner, and the fight was in a hurry.

Seeing that the golden light slowly submerged into the man's body little by little, Wuxu couldn't help it and transmitted the sound to Duoji.

"The Dharma Realm deity chants!" Dorjee said.

Wuxu couldn't help but smile bitterly. The Dharma Realm of the Mandala is the supreme Dharma of Lamaism, where the Lama's teachings of all the Dharma are directed, and the Dharma Realm monks are in the Dharma Realm, chanting sutras with the Buddha-figures they usually practice, and taking all the bhikshus and bhikshunis. In this way, naturally, the divine consciousness of these Lamaist elders, who have been influenced by Buddhism for a long time, is like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, and old horses know the way, and they all come here.

But the realm of the Void Dharma has been extinguished, and there is no Buddha-figure anymore!

Wuxu pondered for a moment, then sat down on the futon, one hand erected on his chest, and the other hand struck the wooden fish manifested in the Dharma Realm. And he let the incense burner be lit, and the Dharma realm will produce incense. Subsequently, the Diamond Sutra is recited, the origin of the Dharma realm is consumed, and one futon after another is visualized. When the Dharma Realm was reduced by one-third, Wuxu was full of futons in front of him, and if you counted them carefully, there were seven seven and forty-nine in total. It was outside, in the palace dormitory, the number of Lamaist elders.

Holding back the dizziness of his divine sense, Wuxu folded his hands together again, and recited in his mouth, "There is the Dharma Realm everywhere, and the Dharma Realm is also a dojo. If there is a person who pays homage to the Buddha, he should come when he hears the Buddha's name. Amitabha!"

At this moment, Wuxu thought of the Buddhist dojo that Guanyin Bodhisattva explained to him. Lamaism has a Dharma realm, and Han Buddhism has a dojo. The Dharma Realm is the Dojo, and the Dojo is the Dharma Realm. Realizing the origin of the Dharma realm and visualizing the seven seven and forty-nine futons is to open up a dojo that can accommodate seven hundred and forty-nine fellow practitioners. Then use this ashram to absorb 7749 elders of the Lamaist sect.

I was also afraid that these 7749 elders would now have their divine consciousness damaged and trapped, and it would be difficult for the dojo practice world to ingest, so they borrowed the Amitabha Dharma Gate of the Pure Land Sect of Buddhism to help them get out of trouble. The Pure Land Sect, with a sound of Amitabha, can be reborn in the Elysian World, this method is simple and quick, and it is suitable for here.

Sure enough, after Wuxu recited Amitabha Buddha in the Dharma Realm, countless sounds of Amitabha Buddha sounded in the dormitory, and the golden light of the Dao Dao flew out of Yuan Huizong's body, flew into the Wuxu Dharma Realm, and turned into the form of various lamas and elders in the dormitory outside, sitting on the futon.

At this time, that Yuan Huizong suddenly opened his eyes, sat up, looked in the direction of the Enlightenment Void Law Realm, and said sharply, "Who is the demon monk!

That's right

Even if it is a real person, he still begs for his disciples.

The mountain gate was closed and surrounded, and he went to the palace to fight Shura.