As the biggest dish leader in Beicang, and the only one in Beicang who has guessed the true purpose of this crazy team that has gone straight to three thousand miles, it is difficult for Ye Lu Zhi to understand the thoughts of the Qin people, and it is also difficult to understand the nonsensical ideas of the top leaders of Great Qin about Li Yundao, but in the face of the failure of the light and dark lines, it is obvious that this is not the best time for him to continue to think, how to face the anger of Yelu Xiuge and the entire Beicang temple is the real problem he has to face now, he would rather bear the infamy of incompetence than be prepared to play his own inference, because it sounds ridiculous, except for causing greater chaos and endless quarrels, there is no benefit, which has nothing to do with whether he dares to take responsibility, but with the current situation in Beicang.

In the hundreds of years of plundering of the Central Plains and the century-long confrontation with the Great Qin, first the helpless Beitou of the remnants of the Five Kingdoms, then the tough attitude of the Great Qin and the decisive courage of the cavalry, as well as the cutting and counter-cutting tactics that relied on the city in the local war, Beicang was unconsciously influenced by the culture of the Central Plains, and in recent years, the great nobles began to build cities on the prairie one after another, The interests of his own clan are far higher than the interests of the country, the people's hearts are not ancient, Yeluzhi does not want to be this scapegoat, he is a grassland orphan, he has been running on this grassy land since he was a child, he is a pure grassland man from the bottom, so he loves this grassland more than some people, for this grassland, he can sacrifice himself, but as one of the best hunters on the grassland, he will not let himself die senselessly, he has more things to do, such as finding and killing the fat tiger, such as the imminent spy combing before the battle of Qin Cang。 Doing useful things with a useful body is the truth of his Jerud knowledge.

The doubts about this sudden and unreasonable hand obviously did not just make Beicang confused, the entire Great Qin world is the same, but compared to Beicang, who was smashed and bloodied, as the people of Daqin who felt that they had taken a big advantage, they happily repeated this heart-wrenching local war.

Above the court, although Meng Feihong used the previous Beicang invasion of Yunzhou and Ma Yi as an excuse to try his best to round this field, how can he compare the combat power of the 800 cavalry of a small force harassing the army with a quarter of the cavalry of the entire northern territory of 15,000 cavalry? Such a huge gap, and such a large-scale raid plan, only relying on a military department Shangshu obviously can't bear this pot, the reason why the impeachment of Meng Feihong is still flying to the emperor's desk like snowflakes, how can it not force the person behind the scenes to stand up, except for the prince's family, almost one-sided accountability and Ma Qian, Gao Lan's attitude of not agreeing to or stopping makes the Great Qin Temple look different and treacherous.

At the foot of the Langda Mountain, the autumn grass is abundant, and he enters Qin alone, and the tongue battle group won the latest Buddhism and Taoism debate, and the unrivaled "water carrying monk" opened half of his clothes, the sleeves of the robe were half pulled, one leg was half bent to the ground, and the other leg was half bent and erected, and the whole person was lazy and barefoot and half lying on the side of a small river under the mountain, opposite him, the posture was almost the same, but because of the huge abdomen that affected the beauty of the fat man, it was the fat man Li Yundao who had just escaped from the tiger's mouth.

"Great monk, have you really decided?"

"Hehe, there is a true Taoist in front and you Li Fat in the back, the world can't be monopolized by Daqin!" "The monk who carried the water comfortably rubbed the white toe of his left foot with his right fingers, although after the achievement of the saint of the three sects, the undefeated monk of King Kong was accustomed to traveling the world barefoot, but the soles of his feet were still as warm as jade.

"Beicang has finally produced a saint, can he let you go?" Li Yundao sneered with one hand on his soft and swollen abdomen.

"People are the Buddhas of the world, and Buddhas are the people of the world, where is not the place to do good, where is not the place to live, where is the difference between the north and the south?"

"Tsk, no wonder it is said that when the Buddha opens his mouth, his tongue blooms with golden lotus, great monk, and the truth of feelings is on your side? Isn't it just going south to spread the Fa, as for saying it so majestic?" Li Yundao leaned his other forearm from the back of his head and propped up his huge head.

"Is Master Li trying to stop me?"

"Snort, my idle eggs hurt to care whether you live or die on the mountain and down the mountain!

"Master Li Shi, do you know why the group is turning, only because the rope has not been broken?"

"Stop, Lao Li can't listen to this, you participate in your Zen, I'll go my way, and the avenue will go to one side of the sky. ”

"Master Li, sure enough, Huijue, that's right, isn't it Zen to go on one side of the avenue to the sky!"

"Okay, okay, you teach the saint to pat the fart of me, a lost dog, interesting?"

"The golden scales are not things in the pool, and they will turn into dragons when they encounter wind and clouds. Why should Master Li be humble?"

"Yo, this sycophant still allows you to shoot rhythms and tricks? Great monk, what do you have to say! Lao Li has always been honest in trading, every minute counts, wearing a high hat, and playing sloppy is useless. Li Yundao casually dragged a thatch between his mouth, and looked up at the sky and white clouds.

"This goes to Daqin, but it is just a small stay, after this short trip of thousands of miles to the south, the poor monk also has a trip to the west, in order to strengthen Qin's luck, this is a deal, Daqin will make a steady profit, but before this, the way of heaven is unpredictable, the poor monk will scatter his cultivation, and leave a good fortune for millions of living beings in Beicang. After that, the poor monk can't be counted, and it can't be counted, so the deal with the donor can't be counted, but the poor monk has a thing here that is related to Ling Lang and is used as compensation. In exchange for Li Shizhu's unpredictable future, he can leave a good thought for the grassland. The monk took out something from his arms and put it in front of him, regardless of whether Li Yundao was willing to accept it or not, he stood up and took a side of his mouth: cloth shoes crossed the mountains and rivers, and traveled barefoot to the west. Look up and bend down to Bodhi, and walk down the lotus platform to feel free.

The white-clothed monk went up the mountain barefoot, and the mountain flowers were blooming behind his feet.

In August of the ninth year of Yuan Ding, the golden light of the mountain suddenly flourished, the mountain of the land, the golden temple, the bell and drum of the Burning King Temple, the three Beicang Buddha Gate holy land more than 10,000 monks sat down together, a golden body Buddha appeared in the mind, and the monks said a diamond scripture, there is a golden treasure lotus flower in the mouth, floating and in the air, the light is bright, its light is like ten thousand days of illumination, there are decades of asceticism in the deep mountains without fruit once enlightened Zen, there are people in the temple who pack up the package and want to return to the layman, put down the bag, restart the Zen heart, two hours later, the fragrance of the Buddha permeates the entire grassland land, there are sick people suddenly sink into the drought, there is a drought where the sky rains down, there is a reluctant old man to die peacefully, there is a difficult birth baby croaking and falling to the groundOn the grassland, millions of Buddhist believers knelt in the direction of Mount Landa with their palms folded.

On this day, the white-clothed monk went up the mountain and went down the mountain, a body of Buddhism Donkey Kong disappeared, made a great wish, traveled thousands of miles south with the body of a mortal, in order to spread the Dharma, walked barefoot on the grassland, on the way jackals, tigers and leopards can not get close, the white-clothed monk went west alone, along the way the beast bowed his head, the fierce horse bandits lined up to escort, the monk who carried the water all answered one by one with a smile, and the palms were saluted, and there was no difference.

September 11, the white-clothed monk entered Chang'an alone, the Great Qin Emperor welcomed to the city gate outside ten miles, asked the white-clothed monk to sit on the royal chariot together, into the city, the white-clothed monk asked His Majesty the Emperor to walk with Chang'an Street, where the ten thousand empty alleys, the emperor personally gave a White Horse Temple, and the monk who carried the water to preach for three days, the people of Chang'an, whether rich or poor, listened to the wonderful news. On September 15th, the monk who carried the water only picked a brocade robe, resigned as the abbot of the White Horse Temple and rewarded countless people, got up and traveled thousands of miles to the west, praying for good fortune in the Great Qin, and went to the West to worship the Mahayana scriptures to cross the people.

Outside the west gate of Chang'an, Pei Xiaohuan looked sad than the little monk Yifan, a pair of watery eyes were red from crying, and the white-clothed monk shouted with a smile: "Idiot!" hung a white jade Bodhi in his hand around her neck. Turning his head to look at himself, the little monk who sighed with a sigh.

"Yifan, it's not easy for Chang'an to refine his heart, so he doesn't have the idea of accompanying his master to the west at all?"

"Master, all the way west to the world of flowers, don't take a fork in the road! If you can't find the Buddha, don't lose yourself. ”

"Yo, I've grown a lot, and I'm going to be sharp. ”

"It's all out of quarrels with Xiaohuan, how can there be any edge. The little monk lowered his head and whispered.

"Quarreling is also Zen, isn't the master just quarreling to make a reputation!"

"Quarreling is also Zen, and fighting is also Zen? Then should I learn to fight? I heard that the master was invincible in King Kong back then, and the reason why Landa Mountain was among the three holy lands was because the master fought it!"

"You, you, if you can quarrel and win, why do you still fight? In Chang'an these days, don't you know if the gentleman does not move?"

"Master, the laws are impermanent, winning is losing, losing is winning, how can there be such a disciple!"

"Amitabha, the laws are impermanent, the laws are unphased, there is no discrimination, there is no victory or defeat, Yifan, you are really stronger than the master. In this way, the master is relieved. gone, take care of the White Horse Temple for the master, long snacks, the Taoist priests in the world are not all Zhang Baoxi. Also, in the future, you will be the only one to quarrel in every fight, but don't fall into the name of Master. After speaking, the monk walked west.

When the white-clothed monk left the grassland, Yelu Xiuge, whose patience was exhausted, finally faced up to the fact that he must first settle down with Murong Duo, and made up his mind not to fight with Murong Duo anymore, and mobilized military horses to fight with Murong Duo in Gu Licheng, nearly 200,000 wolves rode under Gu Licheng to strangle each other, and the blood flowed like a river, under the continuous increase of Yelu Xiuge's troops, day and night attacks, when the battle was carried out on the fourth day, Murong Duo had to retreat from the city and defend 90,000 horsemen, leaving only more than 40,000 people. But compared to Murong Duo's poor defense of the city, the 100,000 wolf cavalry attacking the city was also not good at attacking the city, and the two sides launched a tug-of-war.

The protracted civil strife in Cang, was broken on the eleventh day of the siege of Gu Licheng, Xiao Mian, a new general in Beicang, led 5,000 cavalry and 15,000 foot soldiers to help, Xiao Mian was twenty-six years old, his ancestors were the old men of the former Qi Dynasty, he liked to read military books and war strategies since he was a child, and he practiced martial arts, joined the army at the age of sixteen, and at the time of the second Qincang War, he showed the potential of famous generals, and became famous in one fell swoop with the light cavalry tactics of the phoenix spreading his wings and the phoenix spreading his wings。

From the ancient books in the clan, to the Qin-Cang border to draw a topographic map, on the Golden Horde, offering the "Book of Pingnan" sprinkled with 49,000 words, Yelu Xiuge was amazed, but at that time, Cangqi was in full swing, and did not pay much attention to the siege of the city in the book, encircled the point to send reinforcements, and avoided the heavy and light and other Qin people are good at playing, and sneered at this kind of learning Qin people's style of war.

And this time, Xiao Mian taught the entire Beicang a lesson, 15,000 foot soldiers brought not only new troops, but also ladders, building cars, city breakers, stone cannons and other large siege equipment.

On the second day, Xiao Mian personally supervised the army, two 10,000 troops, changing troops without changing generals, twenty-eight stone artillery long arms were broken nine, from the time to the time, Murong Duo saw that the situation was not good, the handsome army stood out from the north gate, and wanted to go into exile in the northern plains for a glimmer of life, and was intercepted by Yelu Huge, who had been ambushed in advance, and surrounded on all sides, and the brave and incomparable Murong Duo rushed left and right in the encirclement, and beheaded countless generals, but in the face of the four times the strength of the Cangguo Communist Lord, he could only get a dead body. So far, the civil strife that has lasted for more than a year has subsided, although in this peaceful turmoil, the battle losses of the Northern Cangwolf cavalry have reached an astonishing 90,000, but Yelu Xiuge finally left only one voice on the grassland, not to mention, Xiao Mian also gave him a special surprise, the twenty-six-year-old young general only took two days, conquered dozens of fierce generals in the Golden Horde, and also pointed out a new way for them。