The book continues last time, and says that Chu Xunyu and Mu Yuan's troops are divided into two groups. Chu Xunyu found out that Wangchen was now in a coma and was lying at the residence of Kunlun disciples in the back mountain. So he put on his clothes and left with a long sword. Mu Yuan took Cunfu to find an antidote. Cunfu was familiar with the affairs of the church and could lead the way. At this time, Da Zuoji really had a murderous intention in his heart. When he thought of his long-cherished wish, he was over today, and he was dancing happily.

When he was in a row, Miao Buyan handed over to the Kunlun people and died on the way to escort. At that time, even if Dao Yuxin knew about it, it would not be easy to put the responsibility on her. Moreover, once Miao Buyan died, the whole world would be the only one who knew the secret of Golden City. Using this as a reliance and calling on the masses to attack him, what fear was Dao Yuxin? This was really a stroke of magic, which made Miao Buyan and his friends use their tricks to make the bamboo baskets empty.

However, there was one thing Chu Xunyu and the others wrong, that is, the Dazuoji thought for a long time, and finally decided to hand over the antidote. Because Wangchen could not die, if he had a few shortcomings, it would shock the government and the people, the court had long held back the idea of ​​using swords and guns to the southern Xinjiang. Didn’t this take the initiative to deliver food to the tiger’s mouth? So Wangchen had to live, so he prepared the antidote without any fraud. In the evening, along with Miao Buyan, he handed over to the Han people.

After learning the medicine from the Soul Burning Cup, it still needs to be conditioned for a while. Wangchen lay on the stretcher of Kunlun disciples, his whole body was charred and red. He felt a fire almost spurted out from his body. He was burned from the inside and there was no good skin on his body. He couldn't help but shouted out heart-wrenchingly. The hearing made people's scalp numb. After not getting through three hours, he closed his eyes and fainted. Then he was awakened by the burning pain, and fainted from the pain. This cycle continued. Wangchen finally realized the power of such a method. If he hadn't known that he did it on purpose, he would have really wanted to make up for himself, so as not to suffer such torture.

Chen Shuyao handed over Miao Buyan and the antidote in the evening and was about to leave immediately. After all, holding someone else's leader in his hand is not a joke. He must leave the southern border and head north. So he beat the disciples in advance and told the three heroes of Shushan to send someone to help him. Da Zuoji did not stop him. He knew that they were going to leave immediately and sent them away. Even Chen Shuyao felt something was wrong when he walked out of the Baizhong Sect. He was also an old man and thought to himself that there must be a fraud, so he tried to take the Dazhai route along the way and find more places with Han cultivators to prevent accidents.

Chen Shuyao's team left in a hurry not long after Chu Xunyu and Mu Yuan arrived. Mu Yuan took Cunfu with Cunfu, but he thought the journey was going smoothly, but he didn't expect that Da Zuoji had long regarded Cunfu as a thorn in his eyes and had already arranged it. He said Cunfu had arbitrary behavior, and he immediately took it down as soon as he appeared. Good guy, as soon as he arrived at the gate, Mu Yuan instinctively grabbed Cunfu, and after years of experiencing Chu Xunyu, he finally practiced it. Instinct was not right, and he saw many gatekeepers whispering to Cun from afar.

Fu and himself pointed at him, so he ran away without saying a word. Although Cunfu was bold, he had not walked through the world. He was pulled away before he understood what was going on. When he recovered, he had already seen many sects chasing him with swords and fire. He was shocked. Seeing that there were as many as 20 or 30 people chasing him behind, Mu Yuan didn't talk much and took off directly. After he approached, he raised his hand and whispered a magic trick, turning into a glaring Vajra. In fact, everyone familiar knew that Mu Yuan was in Kunlun.

The valley of Death was used, and its posture was extremely terrifying, but its power was not very great. Those church members were too young, and only saw a glaring Vajra Buddha shone brightly, and his spirit soared into the sky was shocked. They had never seen this, but they knew that only Zen disciples of Chinese Buddhism valued the use of techniques; the local Theravada Buddhist disciples "Biku" all practiced physically, and the true body of the flesh that could be comparable to martial artists was authentic; while the living Buddhas of Tibetan Buddhism focused on using "utensils" and classified

, These people have never left southern Xinjiang since childhood, how could they know that the world is complicated? Muyuan's Great Buddha appeared and received miraculous effects before he even started fighting. It turned out that southern Xinjiang has always respected Buddhism. Seeing such a tall Buddha statue shining in the air, they couldn't help but kneel down to worship, muttering words, thinking that those who have great powers of Buddhism and Taoism are here to lead the Buddha to the world. Even if they are weak in their legs, they will kneel down. Muyuan grabbed him and raised him up and scolded in a low voice, "Have you taken the wrong medicine?"

Looking down at his feet, there were more and more lights in Shanchan City. It seemed that many people had the "auspicious sign" of the Buddha coming to the world on the top of their magic tricks. Mu Yuan quickly put away the technique. This trick was okay to deceive these young people who had been closed since childhood. If they were to the master of the village, the master of the village, they would have to slap themselves to death. Mu Yuan was best at talking about the mountains, so he hung up the pendant of Chu Xunyu so that people would not see their cultivation. Then he looked serious and serious and let everyone get up and talked: "I am... Naiwa Bajie Yibiku, the junior brother of the Venerable Gayeda. He doesn't like to interfere in mundane affairs. However, he has an old age with Cunfu. When he learned that Cunfu was in trouble, he came forward and hoped that everyone would do something for his friends. Let me wait for me to come in. When I see the Dazuoji, I will talk to you."

The Great Master Gayeda is the master of Yumanzhai who was originally Chu Xunyu and the other two who were counting on helping them pull out corpses and bury them. This master has a very high status in southern Xinjiang. Mu Yuan really didn't expect anyone to fool people if he left his name for a while, so he took it out as a guise. Not to mention that it really works, those teachings were immediately clear. They all looked solemn, raised their hands high, and knelt in the air. Mu Yuan knew some rules about this. At this time, they should dip the Bharat leaves in water and sprinkle them out, because the Buddha had ascended to the Pure Land under the Bharat trees. Most people in southern Xinjiang liked to sprinkle water, thinking that water could drive away evil spirits, so whenever they saw a Buddhist master, they would kneel down to worship. The Buddhist master dipped the Bharat leaves in water and stroked them in the palm of the people. The people believed that this could be shared in Buddhism.

The auspiciousness and good fortune are similar to the consecration concept of Chinese Buddhism, and they are all methods of seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune. But where can Muyuan find a Brahma tree? He has never seen such a tree in his life, because this tree is only available in southern Xinjiang. He grabbed his head helplessly. Suddenly, he saw everyone kneeling on the ground with a solemn expression and lowering his head. He immediately made up his mind. He stretched out his hand and pulled the belt off his trouser belt, took out the water bag and wet it behind his back. He recited the Great Prajna Sutra in Sanskrit, slowly flew past everyone, lifted the wet belt high, and stroked the tip across his palm, which was considered a ritual. Fortunately, this scripture is Sanskrit, and outsiders sounded similar. Otherwise, think about it, the Theravada Buddhism is Hinayana, and Muyuan recited a Zen Mahayana scripture to deceive people, and he had to kill people.

Everyone shouted in unison for thanking the master for his gift. Anyway, Mu Yuan couldn't understand the dialect, so he lowered his head and was busy tying his belt. Jiao Xing slapped the water droplets in his palm on his face, and then stood up respectfully. Looking at Mu Yuan, he was so proud that he was the master. His pants were wet. He had to sweat so much. Mu Yuan coughed and asked everyone if he could go down to join the church. Everyone respectfully asked the master to go and ask for blessings for Cunfu. When the two flew down, Cunfu did not forget to ask: "Are you really the junior brother of Grand Master Gayada?"

"I am his second uncle!" Mu Yuan said angrily, "Not so much attention is given to telling lies."

"Then how can you lie?" Cunfu shouted with concern, "The Buddhist monks cannot lie, this is breaking the precepts."

Mu Yuan looked back at him blankly and said a little embarrassedly: "If you break it, just break it. I can't calculate the three abacuses I broke along the way. I'll get used to it when I break it."

Cunfu didn't know what to say. Buddhist disciples have a very high status in southern Xinjiang and have never seen Mu Yuan like him before. They couldn't help but look down on him in their hearts.

The flowers bloomed at both ends, each with one branch. When he looked at Chu Xunyu, he was not so lucky. Didn’t he go after Chen Shuyao? Good guy, when he went there, they all left, and they didn’t know which way he took, so Chu Xunyu had to ask around with the map Miao Buyan gave her. He calculated that the nearest one was going north and went directly into Shu. He must have passed Chuxiong Village. It was a large Yi village. It was the right direction to go. As for which road it was up to depends on his luck. Isn’t this unlucky? I really regret not coming here with Cunfu. At least there is someone who understands the local dialect and can ask for the way.
Chapter completed!