At this time, I heard the monk Pufeng say slowly: "The cultivators of my generation are pure and pure, and they don't care about the world, so they have magical powers, and they can't mess with the red dust." □The Southern Dynasty now relies on the leadership of Taoist scholars, and the two states of Zhuoyi are all guarded by Taoist officials, although this matter is a big move, but if it is really as the poor monk said, it is a major event that cannot be prevented. The fourth prince thought about it, after going south this time, what was out of the ordinary?"

When this sentence was spoken, Zong Han, a major general with a particularly sensitive sense of war, immediately remembered the Jurchen horses that had been annihilated by the entire army on the banks of the Qidu River for no reason, as well as a large number of people who had fled without a trace.

But there is no real evidence, if you want a general like him who has fought an old war to listen to a monk's nonsense, it is better not to talk about it. Therefore, Zong Han just shook his head and said: "The Jurchen man only knows that iron is hard and blood is hot, but he doesn't know what these gods and ghosts are doing."

Monk Pufeng didn't care, took off the yellow-skinned gourd from his shoulder, pulled out the wooden stopper and poured out a dragon pill, so he said to Zong Han with a heavy skill: "The fourth prince can't believe the empty words of the poor monk, the poor monk has a pill here that helps people increase their strength, the fourth prince can pick a confidant to eat, and see how the effect is." If this pill has a spiritual effect, how about the poor monk and the fourth prince plan carefully?"

Zong Han ignored the Pufeng monk, just glanced at Zong Wang beside him, and saw that this "Bodhisattva Prince" was already a little moved, and said secretly in his heart: "Measuring this little pill is nothing." ”

He nodded, then waved at one of the guards beside him.

Monk Pufeng just handed the Dragon Pill in his hand to the guard, and then folded his hands together, lowered his eyebrows and made a school of Buddhism that does not disturb the Zen heart.

Even Zong Han, who had always been observant, didn't notice the little bit of ridicule in the corner of the eyes of this monk who claimed to be the national teacher of the Liao State.

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It was late at night, there was no good food, good wine and fruit, and good refreshments in the Jurchen camp, and the fasting for the Liao national teacher was also prepared by Zongwang, the Bodhisattva prince, with the Jurchen nobles of the Eastern Route Army.

Naturally, the fasting offering of the "Bodhisattva Prince" is not so cheap to eat, and the Pufeng monk first spoke for this group of Jurchen nobles about the change of Mulian to save his mother, and then talked about the incredible merits of the "Bright Pure Land", and what kind of bright and wonderful happiness there are in various subtle realms.

In front of the monks of the Eastern Route Army, these Jurchen nobles and relatives listened to how solemn the Pure Land of Light was for a while, and how many enjoyments there were in the world. I also heard the monk Pufeng talk about what kind of horror the dark demon black prison is, and how many tortures that people can't think of, gritted his teeth again, and vowed to concoct the Song people in Zhuoyi Erzhou like this.

After making such a fuss in the middle of the night, these Jurchen nobles left the table one by one, leaving only the monk Pufeng alone to drink the bean porridge that had been cold in the morning.

In the empty cowhide tent, the sound of the Pufeng monk sucking bean porridge sounded from time to time, but this low voice could not be heard in the cowhide tent. At this moment, a strange dim red light appeared on the ground, and a purple-red bald head appeared in the red light.

It is difficult to tell whether the octopus-like head has the skull of a vertebrate or not, and the tentacles with suction cups and the mouthparts unique to brachiopods have an inexplicable sense of weirdness.

And under this octopus-like head, it is a complete human form, and even wrapped in a wide robe, with complex otherworldly spells embroidered with gold and silver threads on the collar and cuffs, looking much bigger than the Pufeng monk, the national teacher of the Liao Kingdom.

The Pufeng monk nodded at the octopus's head: "The poor monk still lacks a main medicine in the next furnace of the Dragon Pill, does your lord have the order for you to bring it?"

The octopus head was noncommittal to the words of the general wind monk, but just looked at the general wind monk with a predator's gaze, and then threw a small crystal bottle at him.

In the crystal bottle, there are countless plankton that are much smaller than the tip of a needle swimming slowly, and if you zoom in on these plankton, they look like ugly tadpoles with purple red.

Handing the crystal bottle to the Pufeng monk, the octopus head didn't want to have any in-depth communication with the other party, so he nodded slightly with an indifferent exotic etiquette, and then disappeared into the dim red light.

Monk Pufeng looked at the other party's disappearing figure, and frowned thoughtfully: "Coming and going in such a hurry, not even mocking the poor monks, it is obvious that the movements of these extraterritorial demons are also speeding up." I just don't know, where is the layout of these extraterritorial demons?"

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Northern Liao Yanjing, recommended Fushan Dahao Temple.

This once lonely royal temple is particularly lively these days.

Not only did the Han officials of the Northern Liao led by Li Chuwen come here in an endless stream, but even the ruler of the Northern Liao, the Tianxi Emperor Yeluchun and his empress Xiao Puxiannu, who were sick and dying, also came here to make incense and do Buddhist things in the name of praying for the fortune of the Great Liao.

Master Miaoliu, the current abbot of Dahao Tiansi, has also become one of the few people who can calm people's hearts in Yanjing City by virtue of his great compassion and compassion in opening the mountain gate to relieve the displaced people.

It's just that even if Dahaotian Temple is a royal temple, the food stock is limited after all, and it didn't take long to sit and eat empty, even Li Chuwen and Empress Xiao Puxian, who are the head of the Han official team, came to ask the abbot and senior monk of Dahaotian Temple, whether the food in the temple is enough to eat, do you want to allocate some from the officials?

However, soon, the problem of grain storage in Dahao Tian Temple was solved by this Miaoliu master, and the displaced people who came to Dahao Tian Temple to beg no longer had porridge and rice supply, but instead replaced each person with a grain of Bigu Dan, it is said that after eating this Bigu Dan, he learned the art of Bigu in the Taoist Gate, and naturally did not need to eat fireworks and food again.

There is such a good thing, not only the hungry and frightened homeless people gathered outside the mountain gate of Dahaotian Temple, and begged Master Miaoliu to give them a pill of Bigu Dan, so that they can be relieved of hunger and thirst.

What is the number of Da Liao, as long as you are not a fool, you can see it. Those who are not ready to die with the Yelu family naturally have to be prepared for the opportunity to survive in the troubled times, and this kind of elixir that does not have to eat and drink if you take the next pill is obtained by anyone, no matter whether it is high or low!