"What! The prince was taken away by Zhou Bai?!! General Sun Luo got up suddenly, walked to the Wucheng guard general Xiang Wu, lifted it up, and said angrily, "You four thousand Xuanjia elite soldiers, just let people kidnap the prince under your nose! What about your monk battalion? Our army spent so many resources to raise this group of waste?!"

Fang Shuo, who was wearing a long robe on the right seat, was about to stand up on the spot when he heard this, but was pulled by Yakumo, who was also wearing a long robe next to him.

Xiang Wu was ashamed, opened his mouth but had nothing to say, his eyes were full of tears, there was an order in the army, and he was not allowed to bow his head in the face of his comrades, but at this moment he not only lowered his head, but also knelt on his knees.

"Xiang Wu has the trust of the general, and he can't do anything about watching the son being taken captive. Xiang Wu whimpered, "Xiang Wu has a negative general." He drew his sword and slashed it at his throat, but the generals next to him showed grief but no one stopped him.

If he survives, it will be the greatest punishment for him.

"Nonsense!" A huge momentum instantly suppressed the audience, the sword blade was only a fraction away from his throat, but Xiang Wu's whole body seemed to be stuck in a viscous swamp and could no longer move.

Xia Hou stepped down from the main seat, and the people in the audience hurriedly got up and stood up.

"One by one, they talk to themselves, and they don't take me seriously at all. Xiahou kicked away Xiang Wu, who was kneeling on the ground, stared at him and said, "Xiang Er, your life was given by Lao Tzu! Back then, when you were deep in the hinterland of foreign races, Lao Tzu led 800 recruits to pull you out of the pile of dead. Do you want to die?

"General!" Xiang Wu had mixed feelings in his heart, the tears in his eyes could no longer be stopped, and he trembled his lips and couldn't speak.

Xiahou snorted coldly, turned back to his seat, and said in a deep voice, "What happened to Jie'er, I expected it." ”

Except for Yakumo on the right, everyone else looked surprised.

"Jie'er has followed me in and out of Xuanjia since I was a child, and in recent years, I have won even battles, and you can't help but relax a little, and even Jie'er has learned from your uncles and uncles to be arrogant and arrogant. ”

"Jiusheng will have a big defeat, who of you doesn't know this? Taught him how to calculate Lao Tzu, taught him how to seize the gains of others, why don't you teach him this truth?!"

The more Xiahou spoke, the angrier he became, and with a bang, the glass cup on the table was shattered. "Who is it that discovered Zhou Baike's camouflage signal? stand up!"

Fang Shuo's expression froze, and then he walked out of his seat.

"You have done a great job in this, but you also have a great fault. Since today, I have been thinking about it behind closed doors at home, and I can't go out until I find a more secure encryption method!"

Fang Shuo gave up.

"Xiang Er!" Xia Hou looked at Xiang Wu, "Remove all official titles, go to the Military Affairs Department to receive fifty military sticks, and then go to Qingyang Pass to fight Lao Tzu for foreign races!"

Xiang Wu's eyes were red, and he clenched his fists.

The officials on both sides all looked at Xiang Wu with complicated expressions, Qingyang Pass was the first line of defense against foreign races, and it was also a place where foreign races often attacked. It is collectively referred to by the two parties as 'Meat Grinder'.

Xiahou said calmly, "Zhou Bai is just showing me his attitude, he doesn't want to enter the General's Mansion, and when he arrives in Youzhou City, he will be released back to Jie'er." It just so happened that it also made Jerje suffer a little more, so as not to become a stubborn person in the future. ”

The people in the seat put their hearts at ease, thinking about it, how dare Bai hurt the son of the world this week (but it has already been injured). Only Yakumo's eyes on the right flashed a hint of unease, and he vaguely felt that things might not be so simple.

Today's Zhou Bai and Zhou Bai analyzed in the investigation seem to be like two people.

Yakumo couldn't help but shake his head, the information he had obtained was too little, and the lack of major information left him with no clue but to guess.

Simply now the general trend is in me, those who have won for a long time are overwhelmed by the momentum, and the overall situation is invincible.

Although the so-called winning more with less has been famous for thousands of years, the war between the ages is endless, and the real success is only these threes, threes, twos.

....

"Amitabha. Mr. Zhou, this is Xiahou Shizi, right?" Bai Yun looked at Xiahou Jie kindly and said gently.

Xia Houjie looked at the white-bearded and white-haired old monk in front of him in surprise, turned to Zhou Bai and said suspiciously, "Buddhism, didn't you send a message to my father? Why did you come to Buddhism?"

The corners of Zhou Bai's mouth hooked up a strange smile, and Xiahou Jie, who looked directly, was creepy, "I never said that I would summon General Xiahou, but now that the fate of the prince and I is over, you... Free. ”

The red rainbow sword light flashed, and the ropes on Xia Houjie's body were broken, but he didn't feel a little excited, because there was another big hand grabbing his shoulder. "Amitabha, thank you sir, the poor monk has retired...."

"Ahh

Although Bai Yun's cultivation is unfathomable, he does not have the temperament that makes him fearful on Zhou Bai, so he has the courage to scold.

Bai Yun walked in the air, without a trace of annoyance, just smiled and said, "The son of the world is violent by nature and rebellious, if it is not a good thing for the people to inherit the great unification, why don't you go to Baiyun Temple with me to meditate and cultivate your nature for a few months? ”

Xiahou Jie's pupils shrank suddenly, although he was not very old, he had followed Xiahou through countless information and information over the years. Where is this to guide charity, obviously I want to let myself fall into Buddhism and become the future protector of Buddhism in Northern Xinjiang.

If you wash your soul with Sanskrit sound and plant Buddha nature, you will be a puppet of Buddhism, and there will be no day of liberation.

Xia Houjie was shocked, "You dare to do this, my father will never spare you!"

Baiyun is compassionate and compassionate, and the compassion in his eyes makes Xiahou Jie feel disgusted, "I don't go to hell, who goes to hell, if I use the death of my Baiyun Temple in exchange for a merciful Lord of the Buddha, the poor monk will not hesitate!"

Regardless of Xia Houjie's struggle, Bai Yun's wide and warm palm gently covered the top of his head, Xia Houjie watched his hair turn to ash inch by inch, and after a while, the cold wind blowing over his head made him suddenly sober.

"You!!"

"Poor monk Baiyun, the name of the son of the world will be Shifang from now on. Baiyun smiled at the corner of his mouth, "Ten directions, Baiyun Temple has arrived." ”

Xia Houjie looked down, and under the clouds was a temple hidden in the mountains, as if returning to the basics and like a divine object, without the slightest Buddha light and incense.

Xiahou Jie's heart moved, looked to the side, and couldn't help but exclaim, "Youzhou City!"

How could there be a Buddhist temple near Youzhou City! Why did the Xuanjia Intelligence Department never report it! Or did they never find out? Xiahou Jie had a lot of thoughts in his heart.

As if seeing the thoughts in Xiahou Jie's heart, Bai Yun smiled and said, "The Zen Temple has great power to cast spells, hidden between reality and nothingness, although the Xuanjia is extraordinary, it is only a mortal means." ”

Xia Houjie's heart sank, it would be good if Bai Yun didn't explain, but now the more Bai Yun explains, the more it proves that Buddhism has won.

The index finger quietly flicked the ebony wrench on the thumb, and a slight fluctuation of spiritual power came out of it.

Bai Yun looked at Xiahou Jie with a smile, "This place is a Buddhist place, and any spiritual power fluctuations cannot be transmitted." ”