After a few hours, the mountain behind the Fulong Monastery once again ignited the blazing Buddha fire, at the same time, the monks bowed their heads and recited the "Mantra of Death" devoutly...

The fire of the holy Buddha burns brightly, consuming the sins of this life, and the devotional Sanskrit sound reaches to the heavens, guiding the confused soul to bliss...

After a long time, the golden Buddha fire slowly receded, turned into a golden fire, hanging tightly in the air, Wunian Zen Master gently raised his hand, the fire flashed like a psychic, and then, across the air, forbidden to fall into the hands of Wunian Zen Master...

Zen Master Wunian stared at the fire in his hand in a complicated manner, carefully picked it up, and then walked towards the burning ashes in front of him. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Zen Master Wunian slowly got down, carefully searched among the ashes, and after a while, he finally found a milky white bead - it was the relics conceived by Zen Master Wuding, and Zen Master Wunian hurriedly picked up the relics, carefully blew away the ashes on the relics, and collected them closely.

"Senior Brother Wuxiang, the old man is determined to break through the last shackles in retreat, and for the next period of time, the affairs of the Zen Monastery will be taken care of by you. Zen Master Wunian said in a deep voice.

"It's... Wuxiang understands!" Wuxiang Zen Master replied softly.

“... Senior Brother Wuxiang, follow the old man to the meditation room, and the rest of the people, take care of this place, and then retire and rest!"

When the words fell, Zen Master Wunian handed a look to Zen Master Wuxiang, and left the back mountain directly, Seeing this, Zen Master Wuxiang hurriedly stepped to keep up with the footsteps of Zen Master Wunian...

The monks watched the two elders leave, and then, according to the instructions of the Zen Master Wunian, they divided their labor and began to work...

On the other side, Zen Master Wunian and Zen Master Wuxiang came to the meditation room together, and as soon as they stepped into the door of the meditation room, Zen Master Wunian explained: "Senior Brother Wuxiang, Lao Wei has informed the Lord of the Extreme Dao about the revival of Moluo, and asked him to organize fellow martial artists in the north to join forces to fight against the enemy. ”

"Abbot, is this Lord of the Extreme Path really credible?" asked the Wuxiang Zen Master.

"Rest assured, Senior Brother Wuxiang, although this Lord of the Extreme Dao is arrogant, he also knows that the situation is urgent, and he will never do anything out of the ordinary. Zen Master Wunian said in a deep voice.

"It's... In that case, then I'll try my best!" The Wuxiang Zen Master thought for a moment, then nodded.

"Senior Brother Wuxiang, with your words, the old man can retreat with peace of mind, Zen Academy, I'll leave it to you!"

"The abbot is serious, Wuxiang will definitely do his best to take care of Fulong Zen Temple!"

“... Stand down, and the old man will have to prepare the resources for the retreat. Zen Master Wunian said lightly.

"Wuxiang retires!" Seeing that Zen Master Wunian issued an order to evict guests, Zen Master Wuxiang hurriedly retired and withdrew from the meditation room...

"Amitabha, Buddha, please bless your disciple to break through as soon as possible and execute that apostate with your own hands!" In the meditation room, Zen Master Wunian bowed deeply to the Buddha statue and whispered.

"Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful, may you bless the abbot to break through smoothly and lead the monks to the Great Buddha Gate!"

Just as everyone in the north is busy preparing for a rainy day, a huge storm is about to descend on the fertile Central Plains...

The vast land of the Central Plains, the Tang Dynasty, the imperial capital Sheng'an, the Marquis of Huben's mansion, the Marquis of Huben Qin Zheng sat upright in the study, carefully reading the secret letter in his hand...

"Ahem, cough, cough..."There was a faint coughing sound outside the door, Qin Zheng hurriedly put down the letter in his hand, got up and opened the door...

"Ahem, Ah Zheng, you're still so impatient, you opened the door before I could knock. The sick young man outside the study quipped.

"Xiaolin, you..." Seeing the young man like this, Qin Zheng said hurriedly.

"Stop, stop, I know what you're going to say, let me in. The sick young man laughed.

"Alas... Come into the house quickly!" Qin Zheng said helplessly.

"Haha..."The sick young man smiled lightly and stepped into the study.

"Xiaolin, didn't I tell you, if there is anything to tell my subordinates to inform me, I will go to you. Why don't you always listen!If you have three longs and two shorts, how can I give an explanation to my little sister!" Qin Zheng said earnestly.

"Tell me what you are talking about, how could a little typhoid fever kill me, but I want to assist you in completing the great cause, and watch you unify the heavens with my own eyes... Ahem, ahem..."The sick young man couldn't help but cough again when he was excited.

"Look at you, it's okay to be like this!" Qin Zheng spat in disgust, and hurriedly stepped forward to pat the sick young man on the back.

"Whew...," the sick young man took a long breath, and then smiled, "Momentarily excited, momentarily excited, I'm not so fragile." ”

"You, it's better to take care of your body first, and then come to assist me in completing the great cause, I'm not in a hurry at this time!" Qin Zheng withdrew his palm and said softly.

"Ah Zheng, we grew up together since childhood, your ambitions, I am very clear, you ask yourself, are you really in a hurry?" The sick young man put away his frivolous expression and asked Qin Zheng with a serious face.

"I..."

"Ah Zheng, now that the Tang Dynasty is strong and crumbling, we are just waiting to take its place and take the first step in hegemony!" said the sick young man urgently.

"Xiaolin, it's not that I don't want to replace him, but that person is sitting in the palace, I don't dare to gamble with the lives of the soldiers!" Qin Zheng clenched his hands into fists and said bitterly.

"Hehe, Ah Zheng, you don't have to worry about this, the Tianjiao King's limit is about to die, even if you transfer troops, we will win this battle!" said the sick young man confidently.

"Xiaolin, tell me, did you use the 'Xuanxuan Astrology' again!" Qin Zheng didn't ask the good news from the sick young man's mouth, but instead scolded the sick young man sharply.

"Don't worry about these details, the important thing is that the time we have been waiting for has finally come!" said the sick young man with joy.

"Fart!" Qin Zheng couldn't help but shout.

"Why are you so angry, your ambition is about to set sail, you should be happy!" the sick young man laughed.

"Say, how much longevity have you lost?" Qin Zheng glared at the sick young man angrily and asked sharply.

“... Not much, just a few months. The sick young man said with a smile.

"Tell the truth!" Qin Zheng obviously didn't believe the young man's nonsense, and continued to ask.

"Uh... Hehe, I really can't bury you, let me tell you honestly, I lost one year and six months of life!" the sick young man touched his nose and smiled.

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