The Royal Court of Youzhang received the Buddhist order and sent reinforcements as quickly as possible - being able to go to the legendary Buddhist country is a great honor and an opportunity not to be missed for the prairie barbarians who devoutly believe in Buddhism.

, what do the wind and snow and the long journey mean? Just regard it as the test of the Buddha.

The monk soldiers leading the way had extremely serious expressions. Unlike the nobles who left the royal court happily, they were more sober. The Hanging Temple, which had always been aloof, actually asked for help from the secular world. This only shows that the situation in the Buddhist country has become very serious.

Difficulties have reached a time of real danger.

The bottom of the wasteland sinkhole is as gloomy and gloomy as it has been for countless years, but now there are many bonfires in the wilderness. The fires spread yellow and warm light, illuminating the underworld-like world a lot, and also provide a better way for those lost in the night.

The poor people there pointed the way, attracting more and more companions.

Jun Mo stood in front of a meadow far away from the fire, looking at the towering giant peak hundreds of miles away, with no expression on his face. Compared with back then, he was much thinner and his handsome cheeks were much darker.

, the empty sleeves swayed in the wind, and the slightly green stubble was as hard as a sword.

In the first three years and the last three years, he lived here for a long time and fought for a long time. He fought for more than a lifetime. These eight words are not enough to describe everything he has experienced.

But no one knows how tired he is, because no one has ever seen any negative emotions such as fatigue or frustration in his calm face.

Prajna Giant Peak is still as majestic and dangerous as ever. Among the dense woods, those yellow temples are still as solemn and solemn as in the past years. The bells ring every morning and dusk as far away as ever. The Hanging Temple is still high above, as if nothing has changed.

The angry flames burned from the edge of the underground wilderness to the foot of the peak. The angry rebels fought here countless times and were beaten back, as if they could never succeed. But in fact, many things have changed, and they can never go back.

Back then, for example, the Main Hall that was destroyed by Sangsang was never rebuilt. The Buddha chessboard that she threw into the underground lava river was destined to never see the light of day again.

Many people have died, and more and more people are dying, whether they are the monks of the Xuankong Temple, the nobles in the tribe and the armed forces loyal to them, or the angry serf rebels armed with wooden sticks and bone clubs, they are all dying - those

The sound of the bells are all death knells, how far away can they be?

Jun Mo looked at Prajna Peak, the dangerous cliffs between the peaks, and the body left behind by the Buddha. He was silent and looked determined. He didn't know when he would be able to lead people to the top of Prajna Peak and kill those yellow

The temple burned to ashes. But he thought, if he continued to persevere, maybe one day would come.

The empty sleeves were blown everywhere by the wind, occasionally lifted up and then twisted in one place. Jun Mo looked sideways and was about to untie it, but an arrow shot out of the fog in front of him. He blocked it with his backhand and an iron sword.

Frowning slightly, a former slave girl stepped forward to untie him.

This uprising has been going on for many years, and wildfires have burned across the entire wilderness. Jun Mo knows that in the end, the Xuankong Temple will no longer care about the mystery of the Buddhist kingdom and the lofty faith, and will seek help from secular forces, or the moon.

Lun or the right tent royal court.

The situation he faces will become very difficult, and he may even never be able to lead those slaves out of the underground to find their true home.

But, so what? He has done it and continues to do it.

A scholar...may not be victorious, but he must be heroic.

He lowered his head tiredly, not wanting anyone around him to see.

He is the second senior brother of the academy. He has been away from the Central Plains for many years, fighting silently in the unknown underground, and has gradually been forgotten by the world. He used to be the most polite and polite, but now he wears tattered monk clothes and walks on tattered leather.

Boots, how can they still have the style of those days?

But how can anyone who is qualified to know what he is doing dare to despise him? Even if his arm is cut off by Liu Bai, there is no possibility of breaking through the five realms. Even if he is far away from the Central Plains, every move he makes can still affect

It affects the entire human world, all the way to the edge of the continent.

——Xuankong Temple is now burned by the wildfires of the rebels. How can it still participate in the war of the world? How can Yuelun Kingdom and Youzhang Royal Court pose a threat to the Tang Kingdom? Daomen and Buddha Sect can no longer be as they were before.

Join forces to deal with the academy - the situation in the human world has undergone many changes silently, and Jun Mo is the only one who caused these changes.

He only had one left hand and an iron sword, and he was able to fend off one-third of the enemies for the Tang State. Thinking about it this way, what he did was really amazing, and it was amazing for the underground humans who had been enslaved by the Buddha for countless years.

, it was also very impressive to the Tang Dynasty.

It's hard to find words to describe what Jun Mo has done over the years, to describe his achievements and great achievements. If you don't care about the meaning of the words, the word "magnificent" is more suitable.

Jun Mo is not lovable, he is unsmiling and serious, and he likes to use sticks to educate his fellow students in the academy. He doesn't even know how to show that he likes him, so he is not like his senior brother or Chen Pipi, who is loved by thousands of people.

Jun Mo likes to reason with his enemies, but in fact those reasons make no sense, so those enemies will feel a headache every time they think of him.

But Junmo is very grand.

Jun Mo has blue sea and sky in his eyes, and a broad chest in his arms. He doesn't bother to know how high the sky is and how thick the earth is, so he still has a broad sea and sky.

Because of the grandeur, Jun Mo did not think that he was fighting alone. This was probably where people like Long Qing could never match him.

He has subordinates and followers, ranging from dozens to hundreds to thousands, and now they are all over the mountains and plains. He insists that those people are companions and fellow travelers.

The thousands of soldiers behind Jun Mo who were silently stationed in the camp were the first to follow him and are now the core force of the rebels. In these years of fighting, the slaves who once only knew how to grow highland barley and herd sheep have gradually become stronger and only hold the power of

The hand that has passed the farm tools is so stable now holding the weapon.

Their will is extremely strong, and they can remain calm no matter what emergencies they encounter on the battlefield, and they will not despair or even think of surrendering because of a momentary failure.

They are all very similar to Jun Mo, or in other words, their mental temperaments are very similar to Jun Mo's. They both have a broad chest and noble feelings.

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In this battle in the cold winter, tens of thousands of rebels led by Jun Mo successfully broke through the defense lines of the noble armed forces and came to the foot of Prajna Peak, just like they had often done in the past years - not a single rebel was able to do so.

And rejoice, because past history has already proven that

It is difficult for them to persist here for too long. It is too close to the thousands of temples in Prajna Peak. The monks in the Xuankong Temple can provide timely support. Facing the surprise attack by the powerful Buddhists, the rebels have until now

There is no better way to deal with it. After all, Jun Mo is only one person.

But they still sacrificed many people and broke through here forcefully, even if they may have to withdraw tomorrow, because this is Jun Mo's request. Does he want to continue to prove the tenacity of the rebels to Xuankong Temple, or does he want to improve morale through victory?

Are some depressed rebels getting inspired again?

Only Jun Mo himself knows the reason, and even he cannot confirm whether his thoughts are correct and whether they can be echoed thousands of miles away.

At the bottom of Prajna Peak, behind tens of thousands of armor-clad nobles, there are thousands of monks and soldiers of Xuankong Temple with fluttering cassocks, there are strong Arhats from the Discipline Academy, and above the stone steps of the mountain path, there is a truly strong man with a determined expression:

The Seven Thoughts of Buddhist Walking.

"You can't go up the mountain and attack forcefully. What's the point of increasing casualties? God has the virtue of good life. I, the Buddha, are merciful, so please retreat."

Qin Nian's voice was like a bell, floating in the dark underground wilderness. Tens of thousands of rebels listened to his words and had different reactions.

Jun Mo looked at him expressionlessly and said, "I have climbed this mountain before."

He held the iron sword upside down in his left hand and looked at the scar on Qi Nian's face. These words were exposing the other person's scars and talking about the other person's sadness.

At that time, Sangsang and Ning Que were trapped on the Buddha's chessboard. In order to save his junior brother from trouble, Jun Mo broke into the mountain with a single sword and broke through several lines of defense. Finally, he reached the cliff and met the head of the Xuankong Temple.

There is a story that begins with a chessboard.

During that process, he and Qi Nian really had a head-to-head fight, and he naturally won. Qi Nian paid the price with several teeth and serious injuries.

"Even if you can go up the mountain, so what?"

Qi Nian spoke calmly, without any feeling of being humiliated, "My master is sitting on the cliff, what can you do?"

Yes, even if you break into Prajna Peak, so what? Jun Mo has entered the mountain before, but he couldn't stay. That is not victory, it is meaningless.

"I don't care, I just don't like to hear you bald donkeys say that I am a merciful Buddha and God has the virtue of good life. That is hateful and makes me angry."

Jun Mo said: "So after I go up the mountain, I will spit in your master's face and see how he will react. Should he wait for the mountain wind to dry up or pick up a tin stick and fight with me? It's just that he walks too slowly.

It’s really hard to kill me, so you just watch.”

"To satisfy your prestige and let so many people die... I think this is not in line with the academy's interests, let alone the Master's teachings."

Qi Nian looked at the serf rebels behind him wearing tattered animal skin clothes, with pity on his face, and said, "Why can't we negotiate peace?"

If Ning Que were present, he would definitely smile mockingly, and then raise his middle finger to Qin Nian, but Jun Mo did not smile or raise his middle finger, because he is a person who pays great attention to etiquette, and because he does not know what raising the middle finger means.

What do you mean, he just looked at Qi Nian quietly, like he was looking at an idiot.

Qi Nian raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "What exactly do you want to do?"

Jun Mo didn't tell him what he wanted to do, but directly sat down on the cold meadow, took out a few small stones, and threw them out.

Those small stones rolled around and finally stopped.

People looked at this scene and thought, this is divination? Are those small stones really as useful as tortoise shells and ox bones? So what are the omens now?

Jun Mo is not doing divination.

After losing his arm, his black hair turned gray in a few nights, and then he cut it off. He began to study Buddhist scriptures, and his realm gradually deepened. He was called a guru in this wilderness, but this did not mean that he really

He believed in Buddhism and became a monk - he still adheres to the philosophy of the academy, does not talk about strange powers and chaos, does not look beyond the body, does not think about life and death, and does not place his destiny on hexagrams.

He is calculating, using the many pieces of information he senses as numbers, and constantly calculating. This process is very complicated and requires strong arithmetic skills, but as we all know, there is no doubt about his ability in this area.

Small stones were scattered among the withered yellow weeds. Jun Mo looked at the grass and stones silently, thinking about many things. Ye Su's death proved that the master did not care about the prospects of the Taoist sect, proved that he did not care about the foundation of Haotian's faith, and proved that he

I don’t care that Haotian is getting weaker, why is that?

His eyes left the grass and stones, fell on the gray sky, and then thought of a possibility. There is her there. There is her here, here is in the human world, closest to the human world, if faith weakens, naturally it is here

She becomes weaker first. Of course, first of all, it is necessary to prove that there are indeed two hers.

Jun Mo couldn't prove it and could only roughly simulate it through the behavior of the viewer, because that could best explain why the viewer did what he did.

Didn’t Sangsang return to the Kingdom of God? Is she still in the human world?

Jun Mo's brows furrowed. He couldn't accept it, no matter whether the viewer wanted to kill Sangsang as a member of the Kingdom of God, or he wanted to kill Sangsang on his own.

Or maybe it’s because the opponent must not be allowed to do what he wants to do most. But it’s also possible that it’s just because she is in the human world... is Sangsang?

Jun Mo thought that Ning Que should have also figured it out, or if he knew about this possibility, he would definitely leave Chang'an City to look for her traces.

He had no doubt about this, because he knew Ning Que and Sang Sang very well, and he knew that to Ning Que, Sang Sang was more important than anything else, even the whole world.

What will Ning Que do before leaving Chang'an City? If the Yuan Thirteen Arrows leave Chang'an City, they will lose the power of killing people thousands of miles away. He will definitely want to try. Where will the iron arrows shoot? It won't be the Xiling Temple.

The protection of Taoshan Qingguang Formation cannot be entered by senior brother, nor can iron arrows. It cannot be the Golden Tent Palace, let alone Yan Kingdom or Donghuang, it can only be here.

Yes, Ning Que was aiming at the Xuankong Temple at this time.

Jun Mo thinks so - Ning Que left Chang'an and wanted him to go back early. Although he is not narcissistic, he calmly knows how powerful he is.

In other words, this option is the most cost-effective.
To be continued...