"No thunder."

Zhao Yun took a deep breath and then closed his eyes.

When I was guarding the big Buddha in the courtyard, the sound of chanting came from the temple. Not one person was chanting sutras, but many people were chanting Buddhist scriptures. What was chanted was the Great Compassion Mantra. It was solemn and majestic. Even the entire temple was illuminated by the light of the Buddha. Even the big Buddha who was guarding the courtyard.

The light bloomed, as if it were alive, and the Buddha's eyes opened in an instant, clear and translucent, peaceful and solemn, and seemed to be compassionate to all living beings.

Uh...!

Many of the spectators from all directions groaned.

The Great Compassion Mantra is very evil.

There are so many people chanting, but without a strong foundation, it is impossible to hold on.

Even they were like this, but you can imagine how much pressure Zhao Yun was under when he was targeted. His martial soul trembled greatly, his mind was pounding, blood dripped from the corners of his mouth, and his face gradually lost its rosiness.

A strong dragon will not overwhelm a local snake.

Today, it seems that it is not his home court.

The foundation of Tianfo Temple is beyond imagination. I don’t know how much mental power is supplied in the secret, and I don’t know how many people are chanting the mantra. If it were anyone else, I am afraid it would be saved in a moment or two.

Withdrew.

Zhao Yun retreated and withdrew from that world.

"Aren't we going to fight now?"

"I can't even get through the door, so I'm going to make a fool of myself."

"This time, the Holy Son of Tianzong is destined to fail."

"If the Tianzong and the royal family come to help in the battle, ten Tianfo temples will not be enough to destroy Daxia."

"Now Daxia is afraid that it will not be able to send troops to the East China Sea."

There were a lot of discussions in secret, some were sighing and some were tutting. It was really rare to see the Holy Son of Tianzong defeated! Think about the ruins of the demon soil, the Dead Sea in the south, the border in the north, and the border in the southeast. There was no time when it wasn't a massacre, here it comes.

They couldn't even enter the East China Sea.

Although Zhao Yun retreated, he did not leave.

Outside the Tianfo Temple, he moved a small bench to sit there, and took out the wine bottle. The night was quite nice today. He was drinking while admiring the scenery. He only occasionally glanced sideways at the Tianfo Temple and was not allowed to enter.

Just don't come in! If you don't believe me, you won't open the door for the rest of your life.

He transformed into several clones.

The clone took the order and went straight to the other side after leaving the island. There is also an intelligence network of the Demon Family in the East China Sea. What they were looking for was the intelligence network. Is Niu Hong still outside? He had to be brought to a safe place. The efficiency of the Demon Family's work was also limited.

It was indeed high, so I picked up the fat little black guy that night.

Through his clone, Zhao Yun peeked at Niu Hong more than once.

The fat little black man didn't recognize him. In his memory, the lively and shameless Niu Hong had truly become a walking corpse, completely transformed inside and out, as if his mind had been wiped out.

The more this happened, the more angry Zhao Yun became.

If Tianfo Temple is not destroyed, his surname will not be Zhao.

He sat there for three days.

For three days, the gate of Tianfo Temple was closed tightly.

For three days, the Buddha guarding the courtyard never left.

For three days, not a single monk came out.

"I'll count with my fingers."

"It's okay to pretend like this."

Many old guys were stroking their beards secretly, looking serious and thoughtful.

This statement won the hearts of the people, because the Holy Son of Heaven was just pissing himself, and all the Buddhas who were blocked by one person did not dare to go out.

"When I recover, I will kill him."

In the temple, the old monk sat in front of the Buddha statue, gnashing his teeth.

This time, he was confident. This was the territory of Tianfo Temple. All the Buddhas swarmed up. They didn't believe that Ji Hen couldn't be taken down. If he offended the Buddha with those same words, he would have to pay the price.

I don’t know when the Great Compassion Curse stopped.

Zhao Yun was still sitting there, enjoying the moonlight leisurely.

Most of the people in the dark were dozing off. Occasionally they woke up and looked in that direction. It was not easy to come all the way to watch a show! After waiting for three days, there was no exciting show. All the Buddhas were huddled together.

If you don't dare to come out of the temple, it will be difficult for the two parties to create such sparks!

"Donor, get out of here!"

In the dead of night, words came from the temple.

"Hand him over and I'll leave." Zhao Yun was still leisurely, holding the lotus lantern and lighting up the lotus fire. He shone it back and forth, but it wasn't all clear. If he shone it, he could illuminate a path.

There was no sound again in the temple.

Zhao Yun, on the other hand, took a subtle glance at one side. He must be too handsome. There seemed to be a lot of people coming to this island tonight. He had smelled a lot of obscure auras. Some were hiding in the mountains and forests, or hiding in the darkness.

I don't know how many people were watching him secretly.

In his opinion, there must be killers from all over the world.

Perhaps, there are still many Rashomon assassins.

Although the master of Rashomon is here with him, the mission of Rashomon must be carried out correctly. In addition to these, there should be strong men from various forces in the East China Sea. For example, the talents of Xiaoni Kingdom are definitely not here.

It is true that he is just enjoying the fun, but it is true that he wants to kill him.

"Boss, he's gone crazy."

While he was watching, he suddenly heard a yelp coming from his clone.

Zhao Yun frowned and hurriedly looked at the clone. It was the fat little black man who was going crazy. He was like a madman, carrying a knife and slashing wildly, roaring with a lot of pain.

"How could this be?"

Zhao Yun put away the lotus lantern and stood up immediately.

Maybe he left in a hurry, and he didn't seem to notice that there was something strange in the Lord of the Rings. What strange thing was it?... It was a lotus lantern, hanging beside the immortal corpse, and it actually ignited the lotus fire on its own.

It only lasted a moment, but it did burn. At that moment, the immortal corpse even trembled.

"Leaving?"

Many people woke up and there was no trace of Ji Hen.

Not only did he leave, Zhao Yun had already escaped from this sea area.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

In the darkness, there were strong winds, and many people followed him. As he expected, it was a mixed bag, including killers from various countries, Rashomon assassins, and powerful men from various forces in the East China Sea...

This is only part of it.

There are more. On the way, whether they have arrived or not, they are roughly divided into two groups. One is assassination, which is a task assigned by the superiors; the other is! It is best to capture them alive.

, the holy son of Tianzong is a talented person, and he is full of treasures.

Walking to a sea area, everyone stopped.

It's not that I stopped chasing him, it's that Ji Hen was nowhere to be found.

"Chase me?"

Zhao Yun flew away like a fish, quietly escaping.

When he appeared again, it was an ancient island city. There was an intelligence network of the Demon Family in the city, and it was a quiet garden. When he arrived, a young man in black with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks was already waiting for him.

The fat little black guy is here too and has returned to normal.

This guy is very pious. He is sitting under an old tree, knocking wooden fish rhythmically, muttering something in his mouth, and I don’t know which Buddhist scripture he is reciting. At first glance, he looks pretty decent.

"Why are you so crazy?" Zhao Yun asked subconsciously.

"It must be because of Buddhism." The young man in black replied.

Zhao Yun didn't ask any more questions, but stepped forward and squatted under the old tree, and then narrowed his eyes slightly. The little black fat man's expression was calm, with no emotional changes, but a hint of confusion hidden in his eyes.

"The curse of oblivion?"

Zhao Yun murmured that he should have found out the problem.

The Buddhist Forgetting Mantra can erase memories, but it also has drawbacks. If the memory is revived and is in opposition to the Forgetting Mantra, your mind will be confused. This is most likely the case when you were previously crazy.

"Let's get some sleep first."

Zhao Yun flicked his hands and sent Niu Bang into sleep.

He sacrificed the origin and poured it into Niu Hong's body, hoping to eliminate the Buddha's light in Niu Hong's body and awaken the memory Niu Hong should have, but his origin wandered around and disappeared inexplicably.

To be more precise, it was sucked.
To be continued...