It was surprisingly quiet ahead, and two hundred steps away was the Sect Master's dormitory. Prince Zag smiled and said, "Tenzin Xiao'er, I think you have any other means this time?"

But Huo Jun suddenly waved his hand: "Lord Wang...... There's something wrong here. ”

"What's wrong?"

"It was so quiet. The inner city shouldn't be so quiet. Where are all the forbidden troops?"

The prince said: "I think I was afraid of us, so we ran for our lives, right?"

Huo Jun said sharply: "Lord Wang, don't imagine the enemy too simply! Despising the enemy will kill you!"

At this moment, the torches around him suddenly lit up, and an old voice said, "Yes, it will indeed kill yourself." But you know too late. ”

I saw thousands of crossbowmen, densely spread on the corner tower, forming a circle of encirclement. In front of the door of the dormitory, there were twelve old men with white hair, and they were the twelve elders.

One of the leaders said: "Zag, I didn't expect you to be so dissatisfied with us, you were arrested today, is there anything else to say?"

Prince Zag, who was born as a military general, was not afraid of death, and said loudly: "You have made the herdsmen complain, and their curse echoes in the sacred snow-capped mountains every day. I am fighting with you for the future of the White Tiger, and it is the will of God that this matter cannot be achieved.

It's just that after me, there will be people who will continue to rise up against you!"

The Great Elder said, "Zag, your gaze is as short as a rabbit. The ruling of the twelve elders is the foundation of the White Tiger Fan's survival. This principle cannot be shaken by anyone, and if there are twelve of us, it will be the real disaster of the White Tiger. ”

The prince sneered: "Don't pick up nice things. You're just doing it for your own benefit!"

"Aren't you? You befriended the Han people and learned a lot of intrigues, don't you just want to satisfy your selfish desires? Do you think we don't understand those things of the Han people, this is called coercing the Son of Heaven to order the princes, you just want to be Cao Cao!"

The prince snorted with a grim face, and ignored him.

At this time, Huo Jun suddenly said in a low voice: "Lord Wang, it's not right! With Wei Chen's judgment, they wouldn't be so quick to take precautions. These forbidden troops had been ambushed in the corner tower in advance, apparently prepared.

We...... We have been betrayed!"

Zag scolded: "What kind of despicable bastard dares to betray us?"

At this time, a female voice came from in front of the dormitory: "Bearded, don't speak so ugly." ”

The twelve elders flashed to both sides in unison, and the woman walked out slowly.

She was dressed in white, and all her troubles had already disappeared. The waves in those eyes were like autumn water, and like stormy waves.

Li Yan exclaimed in a low voice: "Mud Bodhisattva!"

Prince Zag and Huo Jun were stunned and said, "Mud Bodhisattva, why are you here?"

"Amitabha!" she smiled: "I haven't seen you for many years, but the prince is still healthy?"

The muscles on Zag's face twitched involuntarily: "You betrayed us!"

"The king's wording is not accurate. The so-called sale has to have a price. But if I tell the twelve adults about you, and you don't want anything, how can I betray you?"

The prince gritted his teeth and said, "I shouldn't have believed you in the first place!"

"You shouldn't have illusions!" the mud bodhisattva looked particularly elegant and tranquil in the moonlight. It was as if all around him was covered with a layer of holy brilliance.

"Prince Zag, you have 30,000 elite soldiers in your hands, but because you don't want to see the blood of your clansmen, you let them graze Nanshan, this is the greatest insult to the samurai!

A samurai should be like an arrow, a sword, born happily and died vigorously. But you have turned them into ants. You don't deserve to rule them!

You believe a down-and-out Han scholar, whose rhetoric is in harmony with your stupidity, and you don't know that you have fallen into my hub. At your level, if you really hand over the power of the imperial court to you, can you grasp the fate of the sacred White Tiger Fan?"

The prince shuddered angrily, and asked, "What about you, can you?" or rather, which of these twelve rotten old men is up to the task?"

The mud bodhisattva chanted the Buddha's name: "We are not worthy, only the Buddha can." ”

The prince snorted: "That's a good point, but where is the Buddha?"

"The Buddha has not yet come. But he will come eventually, and my mission is to welcome him. Look!"

She opened her hands and pointed to a big red star in the sky: "That star is the Buddha, and when he returns to the world, he will show the true path for the white tiger! ”

The twelve elders suddenly said in unison: "Warriors, let go of the arrows, it's time for us to send the prince on his way!"

"No!" the mud bodhisattva suddenly interrupted, "Wait, the hour has not yet come." ”

The Great Elder was stunned and said, "What are you waiting for, is there anything else?"

"There's one piece of music that hasn't been played, and it's the overture to the coming of the true God!"

The Great Elder said sharply, "Mud Bodhisattva, what kind of mystery are you doing?"

Before the words fell, a red glow suddenly flashed in the night sky, and then the sky cracked, and the corner tower was blown up, and the severed limbs fell like raindrops.

The mud bodhisattva put his index finger to his lips: "Shhh

There was another sharp whistling in the air, and explosions rang out one after another.

The mud bodhisattva waved his hands and said, "This is the flute and the dong flute, and they are starting to sound together." ”

The Twelve Elders' faces turned pale, and they shouted, "What is this? You planted explosives on the palace wall?"

"Not explosives. Look at the outside world, old men. This is a weapon made by a Western red-haired ghost called the Hongyi Cannon. What martial arts masters, what famous generals in a hundred battles, are as fragile as pieces of paper in front of it.

Be quiet, don't interrupt me, and listen to this performance. ”

Suddenly there was a loud shout of killing on the palace wall, and countless white-clothed monks and soldiers emerged from the corner tower, all of them carved a swastika on their foreheads, representing their determination to dedicate themselves to the faith.

The Forbidden Crossbowmen fought with them, and a fight began.

"Ah, the kite and the yaoqin, you have finally sounded. The song is about to reach its climax!"

The elder shouted, "You are crazy, the cannonball does not have long eyes, will you not be killed?"

"I'm not afraid. The mud bodhisattva opened his arms: "If this is my fate, I will accept it in peace." If it is a Buddha, let me revive the White Tiger and regain our glory, he will not let me be destroyed tonight, let's take a look......"

At the same time, she said to Prince Zag and the Twelve Elders, "Which side of the Mandate of Heaven is?"

"Maniac...... Crazy!" the Twelve Elders shouted and fled for their lives. But the shells did not recognize them, and a steady stream of shells poured from the sky.

The place of the Buddha's sayings, the Palace of Blessings, has become a purgatory on earth.

In order to survive, the forbidden army fought with the crazy monks. Wails and roars came and went.

The mud bodhisattva stood in the center of the chaotic storm, like a brilliant conductor, commanding all this with no emotion.

Her eyes suddenly filled with tears: "I heard, this majestic sound of heaven, this music composed with blood and fire. Ma Cuoren, my love! I have avenged you, this is a requiem for you, and it is also a hymn to the new era, play it, play it!"

That night, the flames of war burned the sky of Yacheng red.