Shaolin Bajue

Chapter 904 King Conferring Conference (22)

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva said: "Master, I don't want blood to flow into rivers. Whether it can be turned into jade is actually all in the Persian holy religion."

Gendun Zhuba nodded, and said: "Blesser Yun understands this, so it can be seen that he has a lot of wisdom. In this way, after the poor monk goes down the mountain, he must silently recite the Buddhist scriptures ten times and pray for everyone in the field." The two little lamas went down the mountain.

As soon as he left, the atmosphere on the field suddenly changed. There was a sense of tension. Many people used their skills secretly, and once the battle started, they would go all out.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, in fact, is Fang Jianming. Of course, he doesn't want to see the scene of fighting. If it can be resolved peacefully, he will try his best to fight for it. As for himself and the Persian Holy Cult, it doesn't seem to be very important.

He glanced at the Holy Envoy of Light, and said, "Do you know who owns this piece of land?"

The Holy Envoy of Guangming said: "In the teachings of this religion, all lands are gods."

Fang Jianming said: "This Bodhisattva doesn't understand what you mean by God. It is nothingness, so there is no need to talk about it. In the past few years, the land of the Western Regions has been considered peaceful. After the rare teachings, everyone has become self-conscious. Wei, is this also the teaching of your religion?"

The Holy Envoy of Light said: "Before the light comes, darkness is inevitable. Without the baptism of the holy fire, how do you know who is clean? Who is dirty?"

Fang Jianming snorted coldly, and said: "You should save these truths and tell your god. This Bodhisattva came here for three things. The first one is for friends. Friends are no longer here, and this Bodhisattva will not pursue it for the time being. The second thing is for the desert city. Your methods are so cruel. This Bodhisattva has hurt several masters in your teaching. I will definitely help her with all my strength. City Lord Feng, come out."

After hearing this, Feng Feiyan walked out slowly.Looking at these Persians, her heart was already filled with hatred and anger, but after all, she was the lord of a city, and she knew that even if all these people were killed, Desert City would never come back again, so she leveled herself In a cold voice, he said in a cold voice: "Your Persian Holy Cult has killed countless people in my desert city. No matter how you pay back this bloody debt, you will still not be able to pay it off. Even now, it is impossible for me to kill all of you murderers one by one. Light pays for life. I only have one request, if you can build a grave for every tragic death in the desert city so that they can rest in peace, I will forget the past."

After hearing this, many people felt that this request was too cheap for the holy religion of Persia. Then, the envoy of light just smiled lightly and said, "Let's talk about this later, Yun Guibin, what about the third thing?"

Fang Jianming saw that he had no sincerity at all, and was furious in his heart. Guessing that the third thing he said was useless, he smiled coldly and said: "The third thing this Bodhisattva wants to say is that I hope that your teaching will withdraw from the Western Regions. Where to go back and forth."

After hearing this, the Holy Envoy of Light was stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing, as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world.

"What are you laughing at? This Bodhisattva is not joking with you!"

"Yun Guibin, although your martial arts are high, you are too overconfident. Yes, it is indeed a bit of a hassle to deal with you, but it is not impossible. As for the mob behind you, they are simply vulnerable."

"Then the matter is hopeless?"

"The sect is at its peak. There is only expansion, and there is no retreat. This third thing is even more unreasonable than the second thing."

After Fang Jianming heard this, his voice sank, and he said, "It doesn't make sense? So, you don't even want to do such a small second thing?"

The envoy of Guangming said: "It's not that I don't want to do it, but it's not necessary at all. The city of the desert disobeyed the order and killed the envoy of the sect without permission, so he was punished by God. Only blood can cleanse the soul of those who disobey the order. soul."

Liu Changyuan suddenly came out of the crowd, pressed the hilt of his sword, and said coldly: "Your Persian Holy Cult is cruel and disregarding other people's feelings. What kind of holy religion is it? After I heard that the desert city was destroyed, I was very angry. All these years, Under the management of City Lord Feng, the Great Desert City is well-organized and strives to be good. How can such a good place be tolerated by these people, how can other people in the Western Regions escape the evil hands of these people? Is it a manly act to make compromises?"

These words seemed to ignite a thread of fire. Immediately, hundreds of people rushed up, all kinds of weapons in their hands, shouting to fight the Persian Holy Cult to the death.

Fang Jianming sighed, pulled out his sword, and a terrifying force emanated from him.After seeing the three masked women, they also drew their swords and stood behind Fang Jianming.The four swords shone brightly, and the sword energy shot straight into the sky.

Seeing that the two sides fought each other, in a short while, dozens of people fell on the ground. Fang Jianming was about to ask three masked women to go behind to deal with Bachman, when he heard a deafening long howl, and then a loud voice The voice spread far away: "The leader of the Orthodox Church, Dugu Jiutian, has come to pay a visit to the Pope of the Holy Church."

When this person spoke, he was still five miles away, but after he finished speaking, he almost reached the foot of the mountain, his lightness skill was so high, it was extremely frightening.One of the three masked women shook her body, and said pleasantly: "The leader is here, let's see if the Persian Holy Cult dares to be so rampant."

In the blink of an eye, a man in black and a black hood "flashed" up the mountain.It is not too much to say that he is "Shan", his feet did not move at all, but in the blink of an eye, the person appeared five or six zhang away, and as soon as he appeared, he dodged again and landed several zhang away.

At the foot of the mountain, there were layers of guards, and more than 300 Persian congregants were deployed, including sixty first-rate masters, thirty super-first-rate masters, ten seventh- and eighth-level Persian masters, and five ninth-level protectors. No one could stop him, let him easily go up to the mountainside.

Bachman was holding his hands on his chest, blocking the way down the mountain, and he would kill anyone who dared to go down the mountain.When Dugu Jiutian's words came, he was stunned for a moment, and when he turned his head, the man in black clothes and veil had already "flashed" ten feet away.He smiled coldly and slapped the man from afar.

After hearing a "boom", instead of being shocked back, the man in black clothes and black mask accelerated his speed and came closer in the blink of an eye.

Bachman's cultivation is so deep that he can feel even an ant crawling within a hundred feet, but this man in black and black mask is a "dead person" to him, and he can't feel it at all. There is anger in people.

"Excuse me, are you the leader of Dugu?" Following the words, Bachman secretly used his skills, and his right palm burst into light, and he tentatively slapped the person who came.

(End of this chapter)