Rebirth of the Alone Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 700 Bewitched (seeking a monthly ticket)

"Right now, how many forces are neutral and standing on the side of the imperial court?"

"The four top sects in Leizhou, two stand on the side of Shaolin, one is neutral and hides from the world, and the other is attached to the imperial court!"

Du Zhi paused for a while, and then said: "For the first-class schools, the four houses that fell into the hands of the imperial court have basically surrendered, and those who do not surrender will no longer have the possibility of existence.

The forces in Leizhou Jianghu are scattered, and strictly speaking, only about two-fifths are left on the side of Shaolin. "

Hearing this, Fang Xiu had a preliminary understanding in his heart.

Each of the top sects has peerless powerhouses in command, although they are not as good as the Zhenzhou sect, they should not be underestimated.

Even if it is the imperial court, it will not easily offend a top sect.

Now that a top sect has turned to the imperial court, it must have a lot of plans in its heart, and it is very likely that it is coveting Shaolin's status.

Only the status of the Zhenzhou sect can make these top sects fight to the death.

As for what Du Zhi said, there was nothing strange about it.

Except for top schools, even first-class schools are not worth mentioning in front of Shenwu.

Shenwu is now fighting against Leizhou. If the top sects in the power area are unwilling to surrender, they may not persecute them too much, but those first- and second-rate forces are not so easy to avoid.

If they are unwilling to surrender, Shenwu will not give them a chance to be neutral.

Surrender or perish, there is only one choice.

Fang Xiu can be sure that within the sphere of influence of the four imperial courts, the forces in the rivers and lakes who are unwilling to surrender have either withdrawn or been destroyed, and the rest are bowing their heads.

At the end, Fang Xiu said: "Master Du, follow me to Wuchan Mountain!"

"The Holy Son is going to Wuchan Mountain?"

Du Zhi frowned instinctively, and asked in doubt.

Fang Xiu said: "Since you are in Leizhou, if you don't go to Wuchan Mountain to post a greeting card, others will only think that I don't know how to teach."

"As ordered!"

Hearing this, Du Zhi replied in a deep voice.

Since Fang Xiu has made a decision, it is not something he can change.

……

Enlighten Zen Mountain!
As the holy place of Buddhism, the gentle Buddha light is enveloping and cleansing people's hearts.

No matter how vicious a person is, as long as they set foot on this Enlightenment Mountain, they will calm the mania in their hearts.

It's just that these days, in the dense Buddha light on Wuchan Mountain, there is also a vague sense of chilling.

Five thousand Shaolin disciples went down the mountain, but most of them were buried in the hands of the imperial court.

Such a loss also made this Buddhist holy land angry.

The seed called hatred was planted in the hearts of many Shaolin monks.

Because some of those Shaolin disciples who died in battle were their teachers or brothers who were like brothers.

Now that all of them have fallen, it is not easy to erase.

Since the war broke out, Wuchan Mountain no longer accepts pilgrims to offer incense and worship, and prevents all idlers from setting foot in it.

In a dark dungeon.

Several thick iron chains imprisoned a burly figure in it. The iron chains passed through the man's lute bone, locked the arms of the tiger's mouth, and there were iron chains and iron chains under his feet.

The thick iron chain at the mouth of the bowl has a dark luster flowing, spreading a faint chill.

Not far in front of this person, a middle-aged monk was wearing a brown cassock, sitting cross-legged on the ground, chanting scriptures silently.

"Ha ha!"

A deep laugh came, adding a bit of weirdness to the dark dungeon.

Pharmacist Tathagata raised his arm, causing the iron chain to clang, and said coldly, "What's the use of reciting scriptures here, it's better to go out and save those bald donkeys when you have this time.

But it's a bit miserable to say, three or four thousand Shaolin bald donkeys were slaughtered, there should be many people you know well! "

The monk still closed his eyes and chanted sutras, turning a deaf ear to the words of Medicine Master Tathagata.

Pharmacist Tathagata said to himself: "Master's relatives and friends died, but I can't do anything. I can only hide in this dark dungeon and chant sutras. How sad!"

"Closing your eyes now, is the picture you see the scriptures you recited thousands of times, or your former teachers and disciples?"

Medicine Master Tathagata's words poured into the monk's mind like magic sounds filling his ears.

The monk stood still and kept chanting scriptures.

The only difference is that the chanting of scriptures became louder and louder, gradually filling the entire dungeon.

Seeing this, Medicine Master Tathagata couldn't help but sneered and said: "It's not enough to read the scriptures aloud, but you should be very clear about whether it's the deity or you that's trapped in the Demon Suppressing Tower.

You chant scriptures here every day, have you ever been visited by someone.

What have you got after being here for so long.

If you don't release the deity, the deity can give you everything you want, including the power to revenge. "

The sound of chanting stopped.

The monk opened his eyes, and his bright eyes were especially noticeable in the dark dungeon. He put his hands together and said, "Buddha, you don't need to waste your words. If you don't get rid of the demonic nature in your heart, you won't be able to get out of this town in a day." Magic Tower.

The poor monk recites scriptures day and night, only hoping to help you overcome the demon nature in your heart, so that the world will have one less big demon and one more sage, so as to benefit the common people.

As for the others, it doesn't mean much to the poor monk. "

"Benefit the common people? Hahaha!"

Medicine Master Tathagata seemed to hear some joke, and the sound of laughter was endless.

After a long time, the laughter gradually stopped, Medicine Master Tathagata stared at the monk coldly, and said sarcastically: "You are also worthy of talking about benefiting the common people, but you can't even protect the people around you, so what qualifications do you have to benefit the common people.

Buddhists all talk about great love and disregard small love, but they also know that all great love is heaped up by small love.

You are just using the excuse of benefiting the common people to escape the reality you want to face.

But no matter how you try to escape, you cannot avoid the fact that the people around you died, and you cannot avoid the fact that you are powerless and can only hide in the dungeon of the Demon Town Tower, unable to do anything but watch them being killed. "

"Amitabha!"

The monk proclaimed the Buddha's name loudly, and then recited the scriptures again.

Seeing this, Pharmacist Tathagata stopped talking, but his eyes were a bit cold.

He has been trapped in this demon tower for a long time.

During this period of time, except for the occasional people from Shaolin came down to ask and test, and wanted to get the inheritance of martial arts from him, no one else came.

Pharmacist Tathagata understands that Shaolin people intend to trap him until he dies.

He was always trying to find a way to get out of the Demon Suppressing Tower, but the Demon Suppressing Tower itself was blessed with the power of Buddhist monks of all ages, making it indestructible.

What's more, the glazed golden body he cultivated with the Immortal Physique has still been suppressed and worn down by Shi Changkong's Formless Myriad Tribulation Finger, and his vast and abyss-like power can't be displayed at all.

Therefore, it is impossible to break the seal of the Demon Town Tower with him alone.

Otherwise, even if the Demon Suppressing Tower is indestructible, it will definitely not be able to stop him.

Not to mention the mere iron chains on his body, there is no possibility of blocking him.

(End of this chapter)