"Zhong Langjun, there is still a sequel to the matter."

While drinking, Qingfeng Li told what he had seen and heard, including the information revealed by ghosts.

The ancient path of Yin soldiers has existed since ancient times, and every time it is opened, it means a world-shattering battle.

To this day, there are still legends about the mysterious ghost town that Yin soldiers took advantage of.

If the ghost is right, the opponent's target is the capital of Li and Tang Dynasty, Chang'an City will definitely usher in a bloody storm.

Even the land of Guanzhong will suffer unprecedented disasters.

"That's okay!"

Zhong Sheng raised his eyebrows. That was his hometown, the place where his grandmother, sister-in-law and her family lived peacefully. How could they allow the Skinner to wreak havoc?

Whoever dares to hurt his relatives will be cut into pieces by Zhong Sheng.

"Taoist, tell me the place and I will kill them all."

"The heaven and the earth are benevolence, and all things are treated as stupid dogs."

All the Taoist schools in the world are gathered in Chang'an City.

Zhong Sheng was a little disappointed, and he also saw some bland special effects!

After hearing this, Zhong Sheng raised the ancient sword and carefully wiped the dirt on the sword body. A cold light suddenly appeared and hit me in the face.

Zhong Langjun closed his eyes and sat cross-legged in front of the cigarette.

With a bad plan, he was beaten here and there, but still a remnant force drove straight in and killed him in Chang'an.

"Princess Luo, wait a moment, you can cast a spell to communicate."

"You got it."

Speaking of that, the seven of them could almost imagine that the Yin Bing Ancient Road opened up a very tragic road of flesh and blood.

What does it mean?

Qingfeng Li shook his head, "Don't be impulsive, there is a big stake here."

After all, it is conceivable how difficult it is to open an ancient Yinbing Road from Luoyang to Chang'an.

Zhong Langjun shook his head as he spoke and sighed.

This Taoist junior told me in a subtle way that the time has come and I must not interfere.

"Speaking softly, one is content with the world, but secretly one is full of greed, anger, and ignorance, and the stench is unbearable."

Zhong Langjun had a headache. Zhong Sheng and I tried our best to stop him!

Let the matter be trivial, expose the secret evil deeds of the Buddha, and take a step back to implicate the entire Buddhist sect. This is the perfect opportunity to attack the opponent.

Who is heaven and earth, and who is a stupid dog?

Zhang Shaomao opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes showing the despair of death, "Zhang Shaomao, I'm sorry."

"Taoist Li, what the monk said is bad, there is a banquet in heaven that will come and go."

Bad, what about heat treatment in Buddhism, and this tit-for-tat Taoism?

Li Qingfeng let out a long sigh, "No wonder Buddhists behave so abnormally!"

The clear rules and precepts and the small affairs of the sect come to mind one by one.

Since he is being taken seriously, the worst thing to do is to act like a licking dog and let the pagoda show off its muscles.

"I've left, he can go home on his own."

Li Qingfeng is not exaggerating. Princess Jialuo's goal is Chang'an, and she is led by elite Skinners.

I turned to the wine gourd guarded by the ape and said, "Drink all the wine, ouch!"

Zhong Sheng laughed and patted me on the shoulder, "I knew I had misjudged him."

I stood up, holding the ancient sword in one hand and pulling the donkey's bridle with the other.

Those who can open the ancient path of Yin soldiers are all beings with great abilities.

"If we fight over and over again, those who die will be innocent people."

"Without you to lead the way, how can I find Jia Li Qingfeng?"

"Wait a minute, what is he talking about to himself?"

That's it?

Although the girl holding the mirror died, the Maitreya messenger who was with her disappeared without a trace.

Zhang Shaomao clapped his fingers and said, "Having said that, life and death are unknown, which will inevitably leave regrets, so..."

Jia Li Qingfeng's surprise attack on Chang'an was a secret, and most people knew about it.

"Don't wait, it's probably his bad wine."

Zhong Langjun lowered his head and listened, his palms on his knees trembling slightly.

As soon as the eyes open and close, the light disappears, and they fall into white darkness again for seven weeks.

At a critical moment, Monk Min was recalled again, and various signs showed that there was something strange in Buddhism.

Only if it doesn't really happen and disturbs the lower levels of Chang'an can the established reality be created.

However, no matter which side wants to intervene.

The result of the communication was very successful.

A large army, ranging from more than a thousand to several thousand people, spreads out and looks to the end.

During the Li and Tang dynasties, there was no longer a tendency to put Taoism over Buddhism.

"Zhong Langjun, you and I alone are not powerful enough."

In the white darkness, a helpless gaze appeared, looking towards the direction where the seven people were leaving, with no emotion at all.

There are two branches of Buddhism, light and dark. The secret legend is that the pagoda added fuel to the flames and pushed for that action, but the monks from the clear legend wanted to interfere.

"They are in charge of that matter, but you are in charge; gods and Buddhas save the people, you save them."

It turned out that the ape got a little angry after hearing this, threw a lump of soil, and hit Mr. Zhong on the forehead.

Taoism and Buddhism are two sides of the same coin. Buddhism was involved in what happened, so Taoism is not interested.

After much deliberation, I still need to find someone from my master’s school.

Jia Li Qingfeng rushed to attack Chang'an. After what happened, it can only be called an "attempt".

Zhong Langjun took out an incense stick from his arms and drew eight lines with red paint on it.

"Hoo!"

A little incense lit up, and smoke curled up, hovering in the sight of the seven people, rising and falling, and reaching into the sky above their heads.

After a while, footsteps sounded, and a skinny little hand picked up the thunderbolt.

Zhong Langjun stood up and said, "You love silence most in your life, but it's almost impossible to find silence in places where Princess Luo is not around."

"It was given by your descendant, Lei Jiezi, and I told you to use it easily unless absolutely necessary."

Since it is destined to be a no-brainer ending, why waste the opportunity?

Such a rudimentary lineup does not have enough confidence to protect the capital and thwart the secret conspiracy of the pagoda.

The first scene is frozen in the barren countryside, under the face of a thin farmer holding an old cow.

Don't think that a mere religion dares to threaten the orthodox dynasty like this. It is simply cowardly.

In fact, from the Southern and Northern Dynasties to the present, the power of Buddhism has never subverted the foundation of a country.

The thunderbolt disappeared without a trace, leaving only an empty blue cloth spread on the ground. The identity of Buddhism was removed from the surface, and it was not possible to send out signals in the dark, so it was safe to act alienated from Buddhism.

"Dynasty hegemony, sectarian struggle, after all, it is not the same struggle."

"The little family got together once, and we parted ways here. I hope one day we will see each other again in the world of mortals."

In an instant, countless thoughts raced through the Taoist's mind, and his emotions hit his heart like a storm.

Well, yes, I am taking care of it, but I have to wait for the opportunity. I want to enter the game too early.

"Black Maitreya."

Before the First World War in Luoyang, the Tang State had conquered all the Central Plains areas in Henan and Hebei, and its dominance had been established.

Both parties are so confident. Buddhism thinks that it can clear up the relationship. The matter concerns itself. Taoism has no confidence that it can implicate the entire Buddhism.

Before the seven people drove the carriage away, a clean blue cloth was spread out on the messy ground, with a lightning striker placed underneath.

The two little protagonists in this world, Buddhists and Taoists, each have their own concerns.

"Go together, go together!"

As for whether Li Qingfeng's invasion of Guanzhong via the densely populated Guanzhong Plain will result in a lot of killings, no one cares.
Chapter completed!