my fairy man simulator

Chapter 23 Tinder
"Kill, kill!"

"Rush! Warriors, rush for me!"

……

At the foot of Baozhu Mountain, there were bursts of earth-shattering rushing sounds.

In front of the countless armies, Ayan, the lord of the barbarian kingdom, stood alone on a boulder several feet high, looking down like a god.

In his right hand he held a Fangtian painted halberd that was more than ten feet long, and he could tell at a glance that it weighed at least several hundred kilograms. In his left hand, he held high a blood-red banner with the word "man" embroidered in gold, as if piercing the sky. swaying in his hand.

"Rush! Let me rush! Great barbarian warriors, success or failure depends on one move. As long as we flatten Baozhu Temple today and capture Zhu Hong alive, we will be able to march northward in the future and occupy this fertile and vast land of Yan Kingdom. The people of Yan have been the lowly slaves of our Daman nation for generations, and have been loyal to our Daman!"

On the boulder, Ah Yanda laughed wildly, as if he saw the scene of them occupying the entire Yan Kingdom.

Since King Yan passed away more than ten years ago and the world was in turmoil, the power of the Kingdom of Yan has long been weakened after more than ten years of civil war. Except for Zhu Hong, the king of Ming who is in charge of the northwest and part of the south, there is almost no one in the entire Kingdom of Yan. Shot characters.

As long as he kills Zhu Hong today and sends his troops northward in the future, he will be invincible and conquer the Central Plains in no time!From then on, the barbarians were able to take root in the fertile and vast Central Plains, and they no longer had to go back to the poor land of the southern barbarians to suffer.

"Go! Kill!"

Hearing Ah Yan's words of encouragement, the countless densely packed barbarian army also went crazy, all of them red-eyed, charging like ants fearlessly, no matter how rough the road is, under the feet of these barbarians, they seem to be walking on flat ground. Usually, they will be stepped over quickly, and then continue to move towards the Baozhu Temple on the mountain.

……

At this time, in Baozhu Temple, in the Daxiong Palace, after the sound of the nine bells, all the monks in the temple immediately gathered here.

At this moment, there are not only the new disciples of the Kongzi generation, the uncles of the Jingzi generation, the elders of the Yuanzi generation, etc., even the senior elders of the current generation who have retired from the previous generation have come, all of them are here. Listen to Abbot Yuanyin's arrangement and prepare to discuss the retreat.

"Master Abbot! Ladies and gentlemen! Elders! Something is wrong."

While everyone was making arrangements in an orderly manner, outside the hall, a young monk in yellow monk clothes hurried over and said:

"Master Abbot, it's not good! The barbarians at the foot of the mountain have all gathered, and they are now launching a charge, quickly approaching the mountain gate of Baozhu Temple. It is estimated that in half an hour, they will attack the mountain gate!"

"what!"

In the Daxiong Palace, Abbot Yuan Huai's face changed suddenly when he heard the words, and he said with a look of shock and anger:

"What are you talking about? How could these barbarians be so fast? Didn't you just say that they are tens of miles away from the mountain, and it is estimated that they will take two full hours to reach my Baozhu Temple? Why is it that less than an hour has passed, and they Already at the foot of the mountain?"

Moreover, my Baozhu Mountain is nearly a thousand meters high. Although it is not as steep as Xiyue Huashan, except for the road up the mountain, the rest of the road is not easy to walk. Even ordinary Yijin warriors have to spend more than half an hour. Shan Lai, how could they achieve success in just half an hour?Jing Yan, are you wrong! "

The abbot Yuanyin yelled at Jing Yan with disbelief on his face.

"Master Abbot, this disciple is right. I, I don't know why those barbarians are so fast, but that's the truth!
These barbarians don't know what reincarnation is, and the speed is extremely fast.It seems to be stepping on a hot wheel under the feet, and the mountains and the land are like walking on the flat ground. Along the way, when encountering obstacles such as ravines and boulders, they just ignore them and step over them with ease. It is as nimble as an ape! "

Hearing the abbot's words, the reporting monk Jingyan also explained anxiously.

"What! This, this is the Baozhu Temple that Heaven will kill me!"

As soon as Jingyan finished speaking, the abbot Yuanyin let out a miserable cry, and closed his eyes in pain. His eyes were filled with tears, and he couldn't help but look at the head of the Baozhu Temple with white eyebrows and a face like chicken skin. Abbot Benzhen cried:
"Master, do you think Yuanyin did something wrong? Should I not have let King Ming come in? Did I not care about him and let him fend for himself? Otherwise, I wouldn't be here today." The disaster that caused me to become a sinner in the thousand-year history of Baozhu Temple!"

The abbot Yuanyin opened his mouth to speak, his burly body seemed to be bent a lot all of a sudden, it was obvious that his heart was extremely sad.

"Hehe! Idiot, I ask you, in the Buddhist scriptures, what is the purpose of becoming a monk?"

Benzhen smiled slightly when he heard the words, as kind as a Buddha, and instead of answering directly, he opened his mouth to ask.

"Uncle Hui, it is said in the Buddhist scriptures: Monks should be compassionate."

Yuanyin replied.

"Yes! You also know that monks should be compassionate. So when I drink water, I have to recite the mantra of rebirth every day to save mayflies in the water. I need to be careful when sweeping the floor every day, for fear of hurting the lives of ants. This is called compassion for sentient beings.

But now King Ming is not only one of the sentient beings, but also bears the lives of tens of thousands of people in the country of Yan, because only he in this world can hope to resist the attack of the barbarian lord Ah Yan, and only he can protect the tens of thousands of people in the country of Yan. of the people.

So saving him alone means saving tens of thousands of people in the Yan Kingdom, so what does it matter if my Baozhu Temple is destroyed?
Before the Buddha became enlightened, he could cut meat to feed eagles, and he could sacrifice his life to feed tigers.Although we monks are not as great as the Buddha, but for the sake of all living beings in the world, what's the harm in laying down a life?
Yuanyin, go and inform the generals of King Ming, tell them to leave as soon as possible, and at the same time call the monks who are over 15 years old in the temple to prepare for the battle, so as to buy time for them!As for the disciples under the age of 15, they should be led by Jing Ming and Jing Yuan, and go down the trail from the back mountain. In this way, it can be regarded as keeping a trace of fire for our Baozhu Temple. "

Benzhen sighed, and then his old body shook, a powerful internal energy erupted, although not as strong as before, but with an extremely firm will.

"Yes! I would like to follow Master's decree, and Yuanyin will arrange it."

Yuanyin heard the words with tears in his eyes, and then continued the arrangement.

"Oh, let me lead?"

But in the corner, seeing the benevolent eyes of the old Benzhen staring over, Gu Han was stunned for a moment, feeling a little surprised.

Since he couldn't break through the blood quenching more than ten years ago, he gradually became a transparent person in the temple.

Even if he came back in January now, not many people recognize his face. He didn't expect Benzhen to still remember him, and let him take on such an important task as escorting the last trace of fire in Baozhu Temple, which really surprised him.

(End of this chapter)