White Horse Temple.

This century-old temple was built in the Han Ming Emperor soon after he ascended the throne, in order to commemorate the first emperor Guangwu Emperor Liu Xiu and the rebuilding of the Han Dynasty's 'founding' heroes, the emperor ordered to send people to the 'West Heaven' to invite two Indian monks, and with the white horse to carry a large number of Buddhist scriptures and Buddha statues, so named 'White Horse Temple', enshrined as a royal temple. Nearly 200 years later, almost every emperor would go to the White Horse Temple to offer incense after ascending the throne, not only for the former emperor's excess, but also to pray for the peace of the country and the people during his reign.

The current abbot, Tanma Jialuo, is a high-ranking monk who is said to be more than 100 years old. At this moment, he led the monks of the temple and went out of the temple for several miles to welcome the emperor.

The monks lined up in two rows to greet them, and the old abbot and some old monks of very high rank stood at the top of the procession, and in the welcome bell and the chanting of the Buddha's horn, they were respectful, pious and loyal, and greeted the new emperor with the highest standard of Buddhism.

The old abbot was in good spirits, his eyes were bright, his snow-white beard was half waist-long, and even his eyebrows were white and long, drooping to his cheeks. The old monks behind him seemed to be at least eighty or ninety years old.

The old abbot and others have been waiting here reverently for nearly half an hour, even if this is a newly enthroned emperor, even if this emperor is only more than ten years old and is still a child, even if this emperor is like a puppet, being played by Xiangguo Dong Zhuo between the metacarpal bones, and has almost no rights; even if almost no one in the Manchu Dynasty takes this new emperor seriously. But the old abbot and others still greeted the emperor with the most devout Buddha heart.

The Emperor was finally welcomed into the White Horse Temple. He is indeed a child, he is so thin and slender, he is so pale, but his gaze is still resolute, maybe he has a fiery heart, or maybe he is shocked and infected by this powerful Buddhist aura.

The emperor accompanied by the abbot and others, went straight into the Daxiong Treasure Palace, the old emperor has not been buried, although the presiding officers of the domestic famous temple headed by Tan Ma Jia Luo have been unified into the palace for the Daxing Emperor to chant the scriptures, but this time the emperor drove to the White Horse Temple, it is a great honor. Therefore, the monks of the temple tried their best to recite the Buddha's name in the sky.

Like the old abbot, none of the monks were contemptuous because the emperor was too shabby, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he was a second-rate minister in this position. The last time Dong Xiangguo came to pray for the seriously ill old emperor, the Daxiong Hall was crowded with ministers, in order to make room, many monks who chanted scriptures were 'squeezed' out of the hall, not to mention the escort of the Imperial Forest Army, there was no place to stand on the main road of the White Horse Temple, and the team was discharged out of the temple gate dozens of zhang away.

The new emperor was completely shocked by this Buddhist aura, he knelt on his knees on the futon wrapped in yellow brocade, his whole body trembled with excitement, he tried to straighten his body, but he still couldn't keep shaking.

At this moment, he felt a force rushing into his body, and it turned out to be the old abbot gently holding his left arm. He looked at the old abbot gratefully, as if he had much to say. The old abbot shook his head slightly, signaling that now was not the time or occasion for him to speak, and that everything would be said when it was over. He felt that this visit was an opportunity for him and the Han Empire to change his fate, and the anxious thought in his heart became more and more firm.

Not to mention the young emperor, with this kind of aura, the last time Dong Xiangguo prayed for the old emperor, in front of the monks and ministers, crying tears like rain, sobbing and expressing his willingness to use his life to renew the life of the old emperor.

Even a person who is a great traitor and a wicked person will change his mind in the face of such a powerful Buddha's aura! But sometimes this is not the case, and when the chanting reaches its climax, a group of assassins break into this solemn and solemn Mahavira Treasure Hall.

There were more than a dozen people in this group, all of them wearing black night clothes, black scarves and masks, holding long swords, and they would be stabbed when they broke into the main hall.

How did they get in? What did the guards do, and where did the monks go?

Xiao Taozi, the only eunuch beside the emperor, shouted in a sharp voice, "There are assassins, hurry up and escort them." ”

Under the shock, the royal forest army and the warrior monks outside the treasure hall 'rushed' to the hall at the same time, and the inside and above of the treasure hall vied to 'surge' outward, and the two 'intersected' at the palace gate, and became a pot of porridge.

The leader of the assassins ordered half of his men to block the temple door, and the other half to assassinate indiscriminately, and in a short time, several innocent monks were killed on the spot when the blood of the treasure hall was splashed.

The strange thing is that although there are many people in the hall, the emperor can be recognized at a glance, but whenever there is a good opportunity to stab, it is generally fleeting, why don't these people pounce on the emperor directly, but waste time on innocent monks.

What's even more strange is that while these people are stabbing with their swords, their mouths are not idle, and they shout "kill the dog emperor" when they stab their swords, and their voices are extremely high, and they are afraid that others will not hear them, and they are all in the Jizhou dialect, for fear that others will not know where they come from.

Rao was like this, and the young emperor was also so frightened that his face was bloodless and panicked. Xiao Taozi is also gone.

The old abbot was shocked, and he ordered several old monks in the hall who knew martial arts to block the front first, forming a human wall to separate the emperor from the masked man. Protect yourself by the emperor's side and comfort him not to be frightened.

Although these masked people are abnormal everywhere, their martial arts are indeed first-class masters, and what is even more terrifying is that their long swords are fed with poison, and the people in the hall are all bare-handed, as long as the long sword pierces the skin, whether it is vital to the human body or not, they almost see blood and seal their throats, and they are lifeless.

The Imperial Forest Army outside the hall rushed for a while, and seeing that the assassins were so powerful, most of them shouted loudly, and few dared to pretend to be brave enough to rush in. On the contrary, it was the warrior monks who guarded the temple, and rushed in to fight with the black-clothed people who were in the way.

Half a pillar of incense, both sides were killed and wounded. But seven or eight men in black had already rushed to the emperor. The old monks also folded most of them.

A man in black soared into the air, his sword stabbing at the Emperor diagonally. The old abbot was lucky, his right hand skyrocketed, and his backhand slashed at the chest of the man in black. This palm wave of qi was like a mountain and a sea, shaking the man in black far away, and even the person fell to the ground with his sword, and coincidentally, his long sword hit his right arm at the moment it bounced to the ground. After all, he is a compassionate monk, the old abbot's palm only used five successful forces, and he couldn't take the life of the man in black, but the man in black was terrified, because he knew that his sword was poisonous, and in order to save his life, in a hurry, he picked up the long sword and cut off his right arm without hesitation. I just wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, but suddenly it happened: Although the old wound has been cut off, the new wound is not the same as the blood that seals the throat?

The old abbot clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, 'I don't kill Beren, but Beren dies because of me.'" 'The old man actually killed people in front of the Buddha, sin, sin. ”

The leader of the man in black praised: "Wonderful, the master is a good 'Great Mercy Hand', and it is really powerful. While speaking, a sword stabbed an old monk in the chest, and even the person with the sword, pushed to the old abbot, withdrew his sword, and the old monk turned over and fell into the arms of the old abbot.

The old abbot replied: "What kind of mercy do you talk about since you have already harmed people's lives?" What is the difference between the 'Great Mercy Hand' and the long sword in the hands of the benefactor? ”

"Master, you are a high-ranking monk, and the younger generation admires you very much. Since he is a member of the Buddhist family, the four major ones are empty, so why bother to go to this earthly matter? Please let the master step aside for the time being, and wait for the younger generation to eliminate the harm for the world and kill this dog emperor, and the younger generation will definitely apologize in front of the Buddha, I don't know what the master wants?"

"Amitabha, whether it is an emperor or a beggar, the life of an ant is still precious, how can he take his life at will? ”

"Toast and don't eat and drink, don't blame the younger generation for offending. The long sword pulled a sword flower and stabbed the old abbot in the left rib. This sword is mainly tempting, and it is only three or four percent powerful, and the old abbot can easily dodge it.

The two fought for a few rounds, and by this time less than a third of the black-clothed men who broke in were left, and only two old monks in the hall were left to support them.

The old abbot recited the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, you can retreat behind the old man for the time being, so that you can take care of the emperor." The horse walked steadily, the air flow went up, pushed to the palm, the palms were wide open, and a wave of air was launched. The hall is like a storm, everywhere it goes, it is overwhelming, wanton and raging, and everyone resists with merit, otherwise it will almost blow down. And the door of the main hall was also driven by this air wave, and it closed with a bang, completely isolating the inside and outside of the hall.

"Amitabha, the Buddha is merciful, and today's disciples have to learn from the Buddha's former path of defense and subjugation. "The hands swim left and right, the true qi is condensed between the palms, and a 'King Kong Protector' covers all the people around him. Then, unfold the twenty-six 'Demon Suppression Fist' and fight five black-clothed people alone.

This kind of fighting method is very expensive for the old abbot, in addition to fighting five with one, but also to protect the emperor and others with true qi, and it must suffer for a long time. The five men in black only attacked but could not defend, constantly changing directions, attacking at the same time from five angles, they were all recruited dead soldiers, there was no need to defend at all, as long as any sword stabbed the opponent's skin, it was enough to kill them.

The old abbot is different, if he has concerns, he will be distracted, his true qi will be consumed too quickly, and gradually beads of sweat the size of beans will roll down his forehead. He didn't expect the other party's martial arts to be so extraordinary, and he must have been trained in team combat. Gradually, his pace was a little messy, and he was obviously at a disadvantage, but he couldn't retreat, he had to fight to the death, because the relationship between the White Horse Temple and the royal family had long been tied together.

The dangerous moment finally came: the cunning assassin leader left the old abbot and pounced on the emperor, the old abbot pulled back to the rescue, and happened to be hit by the enemy's plan to attack the west, and sure enough, the leader's sword stabbed at the emperor is false, and the reflexive stabbing of the old abbot is true, and the old abbot at this time is almost at the end of the crossbow, the movement is slow, and it is not easy to hide again, seeing that the old abbot is about to be martyred.

Between the lightning and flint, there was a "clang" sound, and a long sword flew out of thin air, hitting the sword that stabbed at the old abbot, the two swords collided, the fire splashed, and the leader of the man in black only felt that the tiger's mouth was numb, and the long sword in his hand almost fell to the ground. Naturally, the direction in which the stab went was also off.

A voice said, "Master, even if you have compassion, you will not be able to overcome the wicked. You can't defend the demons with such a light attack and heavy defense. "I don't know when, there are three more people in the hall, and they are Cao Cao's brothers. It was Cao Cao who said this, and the flying sword was also thrown by Cao Cao with all his might.