The birch patchwork mask is inlaid with countless gold threads.

The gold threads converge on the surface of the mask, forming countless intricate lines.

The lines are woven together and folded into a messy yarn.

The masked man has long waist-length hair on his head and is dressed in green scale armor.

On the scales, a blue and white cloak hangs diagonally.

The man's body is very tall.

The man's hands are very thin and thin.

The man walked into the hall silently, silently walked behind Bojin, and then stopped.

The man stood behind Bojin, who stared at a pair of wonderful eyes and turned around.

She looked curiously at the person behind her, a puzzled look on her face.

She frowned slightly, tilting her head slightly.

"Bodjin. ”

"Mira. ”

Buddha raised his head slightly and looked straight ahead.

He put away the smile on his face, and his solemn huge Buddha face showed a solemn look.

"Meet your little brother. ”

"This is a closed disciple of the teacher. ”

Hearing this, both Mile and Bojin turned their heads, glanced at the Buddha in confusion, and then turned their heads to look at the masked man.

The eyes of the 3,000 Buddhas, the 800 Arhats, the 100 Buddhas, and the 70 Bodhisattvas all wandered between the Buddha and the masked man.

The Spirit Mountain is very large, but it is not too big for the powerful cultivators of the Void Ming Realm.

Every river and stream, every peak, every forest, most of the Buddhas in Tianyin Temple in the Lingshan Mountain Range are very familiar.

And under the eyes of all Buddhist monks. Hiding a person, such an ability, the entire Lingshan can only be done by a Buddha.

But, why?

Why, to hide?

The pupils in Bojin's eyes moved slightly, and he secretly gritted his teeth.

She moved lightly, flashed to the side of the masked man, stretched out her right hand and grabbed the birch mask covered with gold thread on the man's face.

The next moment, Bojin really felt his fingers. The surface of the mask has been touched.

In the next moment, the man wearing the mask was already standing in front of Bojin and standing beside Mira.

How?!

What the!?

In the hall of Tianyin Temple, all the Buddhists, including Mile and Bojin, all widened their eyes.

Mile is a disciple of the Buddha, and Bojin is also a disciple of the Buddha.

They are well aware of their respective strengths, and they are also well aware of the gap with the masked man.

They were amazed by it, and they were terrified by it.

Buddha. There is no fear that cares about everyone.

His tone was no different from usual.

"Zhang Daoling and Feng Shaoqing are both high disciples of Xuanming, and they are also the best among the cultivators of the Central Plains. ”

"The Daomen sent the two of them out of the mountain. It's really a bloody investment. ”

"I'm Buddhist, how can I not help but make a difference. ”

The Buddha raised his right hand and spread his palm towards the sky.

A red light floated from the palm of the Buddha's right hand. Fell in front of Mira.

At this time, Mira's eyes widened, and she was turning her head to stare at the masked man beside her.

He hadn't reacted yet.

The Buddha waited for a moment. Suddenly I became a little impatient.

He opened his mouth and said in a heavy tone, "Mira." ”

Mile.

Mile turned his head and looked at the Buddha.

"What, what?"

Buddha snorted coldly and closed his eyes.

The red light in front of Mile quickly dissipated.

A sword, not a sword, a sword, not a sword, hung in the air in front of Mira.

The side of the blade is narrow, slightly curved, but the tip is as sharp as a sword.

The blade has a pitch-black surface and is about three meters long.

Connected to the blade, the handle about a foot long has no ears, and the whole body is brownish red and covered with truncated ends like bamboo knots.

The material of the whole weapon is like gold and jade.

It's not gold or jade.

Looking at the weapon hanging in front of him, Miraku's eyes were already wide, and they almost burst out of their sockets.

He swallowed the saliva in his mouth and trembled.

"This, this is. ”

Mi Leqiang suppressed the consternation in his heart and said loudly: "Dragon bone?"

"This is, Demon Dragon Bones?"

Hearing this, the Buddha moved very lightly and shook his head.

The expression on his face was still very strict.

The tone of his voice was still very calm.

"The shell is just a foreign object. ”

"Skins are just dead things. ”

Only the ancient demon soul can forge the strongest divine weapon.

Mile raised her trembling right hand and grasped the hilt of the maroon sword.

He picked up the sword-like weapon that hung in front of him, forged by the tendons and bones of the demon dragon.

His gaze, sweeping over the long handle and curved blade, rested on the tip of the sword.

He raised his head again and looked at the Buddha.

He looked shocked, a look of confusion on his face.

"This is, for me?"

Hearing this, the Buddha closed his eyes slightly and nodded slightly.

"The dragon soul in this weapon is violent and powerful, and has a bloodthirsty demonic nature. ”

"Therefore, it takes a person with full Buddha nature to suppress it. ”

"Mile, you have been a Buddha for many years, and you are a hundred years old boy, full of masculine power. ”

"It's just right to hand over this weapon to you. ”

Hearing this, Mile was stunned for a moment, and suddenly smiled bitterly.

He smiled bitterly and held the curved blade like a knife with both hands, and bowed to the Buddha sitting in the golden lotus.

"Mile, thank you, Master. ”

Hearing this, the Buddha's face remained unchanged, and he said again: "You and Bojin." ”

"Plus your little junior brother. ”

"You three, go down the mountain now. ”

Buddha language, stopped.

Bojin and Mile both bowed to the Buddha.

The masked man, on the other hand, stood motionless in the temple like a lifeless puppet.

The Western Wilderness, on the banks of the Long River adjacent to Middle-earth.

Countless white snows as big as goose feathers fell from the sky to the ground.

On the winding avenues leading to the border, countless people drove sturdy horses and carts full of boulders to the planned construction site.

Yougen has already decided to build a city by the river, according to the topography.

A city that is easy to defend and difficult to attack.

Conscription and conscription, exploitation of the people?

Yougen didn't do that, he was going to work for relief.

Because, he has taken the Western Wilderness as his own.

He stressed that many people came to serve in the service, and that what was given to the people who served was food, enough food for countless displaced people to survive the long rainy season.

In the process of unifying the Western Wilderness, there have been many major battles, and the number of dead has reached millions.

The death of millions of able-bodied people means that tens of millions of the elderly, the weak, women and children are likely to starve in the wild during the subsequent rainy season.

The idleness of a large amount of cultivated land leads to the contraction of available arable land, which will reduce the grain output in the coming year.

In addition, too many dead people have also bred many cannibalistic demons, leading to restlessness everywhere.

Yougen therefore asked five people, Shi Nao, Chi You, Bayu, Fu Lei and Hawkbeak, to lead an army of 50,000 to quell the chaos everywhere.

However, the cultivation of the five people has not reached the hole, and if they encounter a newly formed monster, they are not afraid.

But if they encounter a strong demon, the five of them can only join forces to form a formation to fight the enemy, and if they can't resist the enemy, they can only evacuate the surrounding people.

Among Yougen's current subordinates, there are still some cultivators from the counties who have surrendered and have not yet entered the Dao.

Whenever he heard that Shi Nao and the others encountered goblins that they couldn't beat, Yougen would select ten cultivators from the counties and go to quell the chaos.

If ten county cultivators are not enough, then twenty.

If it is not enough, send a hundred.

Just half a month ago, the chaos in various places finally calmed down. (To be continued......)

PS: Hmm.

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