The heavens begin with thieves

Chapter 162 The national war will start, the Western Regions will fight the Living Buddha
Chapter 160 The national war will start, the Western Regions will fight the Living Buddha

"Hiss, it's so cold!"

The moment the Yin God came out of his body, a bone-piercing cold wind blew over instantly, which immediately made Ye Wuqiu Yin God tremble.

Afterwards, a golden light flashed across the dragon ball in the dantian in an instant.

There is also this thin golden light wrapped around the Yin God, which seems to have no effect.

In fact, under the impact of the moonlight and the biting wind, it was as stable as Mount Tai.

"Bah..."

Wang Yuyan opened her eyes, looking at Ye Wuqiu who was in a cloudy state, her eyes suddenly showed surprise.

"Master, is this the primordial spirit?"

Ye Wuqiu nodded, feeling overwhelmed, and stood up, his muscles and bones crackling.

Stretch.

He smiled and said, "That's right, this is the primordial spirit. If you are good at cultivation, according to your talent, within ten years, you will definitely be able to touch this barrier."

Wang Yuyan nodded, but felt a strange feeling suppressed in her heart.

The moment she merged with the master, she saw some memories of the master, and also knew some secrets.

This is a secret, she naturally knows the seriousness and will not reveal it.

Ye Wuqiu also knew this, after all, he also spied on Wang Yuyan's memories from the bottom to the top, without any loss.

And most of my secrets are irrelevant, it's good that Feng Lingshu hasn't been exposed.

For the rest, it doesn't matter whether you are a fairy or not.

After all, after merging with her soul, Wang Yuyan's mentality will gradually change in the future, and she will feel dependent on herself.

This also made Ye Wuqiu feel somewhat guilty.

After all, she is his apprentice, or the fiancée of his second disciple.

Whether the two will still be married in the future is a question mark.

Of course, maybe before that time, Ye Wuqiu had already left this world.

At that time, how this world will develop is beyond his control.

"Okay, you go down first. Although I am using your breakthrough in the system as a teacher this time, it will also benefit you a lot. Go back and retreat. It won't take long to break through the late stage of Qi training."

"Pindao is about to start to retreat and stabilize. After half a month, he will go straight to the Western Regions."

"Yes, Master!"

Waiting for Wang Yuyan to retreat, Ye Wuqiu directly transferred the Dragon Ball in Dantian to Zifu.

In the Purple Mansion, the Yin God was sitting cross-legged at the moment, looking just like Ye Wuqiu.

His hands fell into the five hearts, holding the dragon ball, and then a golden light directly enveloped Yinshen.

"This dragon ball is indeed as Bai Ling said, as long as the poor Taoist breaks through the Yin God, it can be transformed into a magic weapon of the primordial spirit. It's a pity that I still don't know the so-called refining of the magic weapon."

Speaking of this, Ye Wuqiu felt helpless, forging, this inheritance is really difficult.

At the same time, he also thought, where is Bai Ling at this moment?

When we parted and ascended together with the green snake, time has passed, and now we don't know what's going on.

"The primordial spirit has been broken, and now the problem of longevity has been solved, and the golden muscles and bones have been formed, plus the wonder of the primordial spirit."

"Right now, as long as I don't die, I can live to be five hundred years old."

Although, normally, as long as one becomes a Yin God, one will only have a lifespan of three Jiazi, but who can have golden muscles and fine bones while being a Yin God?

The lifespan of a human immortal is 3000 years. If Ye Wuqiu reaches the realm of human immortals, he may be comparable to an earth immortal, with a lifespan of one yuan.

Immortality, that can only be the god of the gods.

Sitting on the futon, Ye Wuqiu began to recite the Huangting Sutra, and at the same time, Yuanshen also recited with his mouth.

Bursts of faint light continuously emanated from the body and appeared outside.

Until, this palace was slowly rendered by this rhyme.

In ancient times, after the death of a great god, his body turned into a mountain range and a blessed place in the cave.

Although Ye Wuqiu can't achieve this level, it is not difficult to slowly render his palace into a place of enlightenment right now.

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Inside Tokyo, Zhezong looked at the letter sent by Qingwei Palace, with a look of joy on his face.

"it is good!"

"Okay!"

"Haha, the national teacher has recovered some supernatural powers, and the evil spirit is doomed!"

As he spoke, Zhezong's face was ruddy, but a domineering aura slowly emerged from his brows.

Above the court hall, all civil and military officials felt a burst of heart palpitations.

"Qingwei Palace has sent a letter, and the national teacher will be able to go to the Western Regions in a few days to compete with that devil!"

"And I, Song Dynasty, also started the Battle of the Four Kingdoms at the same time!"

"Tubo, Daliao, Xixia, Dali, since the Han and Tang Dynasties, have all set up the Western Regions Protectorate, but in the hands of my Song Dynasty, it has become a place where foreign tribes found their country!"

"This is the shame of my Song Dynasty!"

"Dali, the land of Yunnan, was also the land of our Han Dynasty during the Sui and Tang Dynasties. Xixia, west of the Hexi Corridor, has an important location. Daliao, backed by grasslands, rich in animal husbandry, is our horse farm in the Song Dynasty. These countries, these land boundaries , all should be the land of my Han people!"

"Today, I have made a decision to start the national war in a few days, regain the territory of the Han people, and expand the territory of our Great Song Dynasty!"

"Your Majesty, do you have any suggestions?"

Powerful and mighty, with all the officials in the court, I feel in my heart at this moment that Zhezong's figure can't help but merge with the Qin Emperor and Hanwu back then. This domineering, imperial aura is rampant!

"Your Majesty, please wait for His Majesty's will!"

"Now I have millions of soldiers in the Great Song Dynasty, and even more heavenly soldiers from the Shenwu Army have descended. The four kingdoms can be destroyed with a snap of a finger!"

"Your Majesty can move the Shenwu Four Battalions in batches, and each lead an army to fight the four countries at the same time."

"I am willing to be the vanguard and sweep the Daliao!"

Zong Ze sounded his armor, his whole body was full of heroic spirit, this is Zong Ze showing his sharpness, in response to Ye Wuqiu's words, Zhe Zong directly promoted this person to be a third-rank Shenwei general.

He is very talented, he is very proficient in grasping the army formation, and he is good at fighting with surprise soldiers, which suits Zhao Xu's thoughts.

"My minister seconded the proposal, the four armies are going to war, and I, the Ministry of Education, can sit in the center and allocate food and grass. Now the Song Dynasty has stored food, which can supply millions of troops to fight for more than ten years!"

All the ministers looked excited. As a member of Zhezong's reformist school, he knew too well how powerful the Great Song Dynasty was now.

With 200 million elite soldiers, not to mention auxiliary soldiers, it is not a problem at all to be at war with the four countries at the same time.

This is the time to gain merit, who can give up easily?
In the future, the name will be left in the history books, and the name will last forever. Who can refuse such an honor?
Zhezong's face was extremely satisfied. Two-thirds of the court were members of his new party, and members of the old party retained some talents, and they all acted according to their own will.

"Since that's the case, who will be in charge this time?"

"The four kingdoms are fighting, and I want to make four generals in command. Do you have any suggestions? Is there anyone willing to recommend themselves?"

"I would like to recommend myself!"

"minister……"

The person in command has made great achievements. Everyone wants such military achievements. The key is that everyone has the confidence to win the four countries in one fell swoop.

Da Song's tyranny is to give them the greatest confidence!

"Zong Ze, I order you to be the Marshal of the Liao Dynasty, commanding 30 elite soldiers, with the Suzaku Battalion as the vanguard!"

"Liu Bizhi, I order you to be the marshal of Zhengxi, lead 30 elite soldiers, supplemented by the Qinglong Battalion as the vanguard! Take down Tubo!"

"Zhang Xing..."

The order after order was issued, and the war machine of Song Dynasty was activated instantly.

For a while, there was a lot of turmoil among the people, and Murong Fu also left Qingwei Palace, and joined the Dark Night Division to preside over the overall situation.

For more than a year, not only in the Song Dynasty, but also in several surrounding countries have spies from the Dark Night Division.

This time, Murong Fu is the vanguard spy and intelligence leader of all the troops.

After half a month of retreat, Ye Wuqiu walked out of Qingwei Palace.

The five ghosts carried the sedan chair and traveled directly through the void, preparing to compete with the Living Buddha in the Western Regions!
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The Western Regions are vast and sparsely populated, not to mention in modern times, even in ancient times, the population was even smaller.

Ye Wuqiu sat in the sedan chair, walking through reality all the way, there were some Gobi deserts and deserts.

Not a trace of people can be seen, it is the busy city where some people gather.

At most, it did not reach some counties in the Song Dynasty.

On the big snow mountain in the Western Regions, a temple with red bricks and painted tiles stands on the top of the mountain.

Above the temple, the smoke of sandalwood gathered into clouds, ethereal yet peaceful.

In the main hall, there was a trumpet with a skinny face and dry skin all over his body. Four dharma kings around him held prayer wheels and kept chanting the scriptures.

Suddenly, the old trumpet opened his eyes, and a bright light flashed across.

He sighed softly: "Go down, all of you, the poor monk will greet you personally when a distinguished guest comes."

"Yes, Living Buddha!"

Suddenly, there was a sudden change in the wind and cloud outside, and the condensed sandalwood smoke in the sky instantly dispersed.

"Hehe, old monk, the primordial spirit is powerful, and even in such a false and real situation as the poor Taoist, one can feel the breath of the poor Taoist."

Ye Wuqiu appeared out of nowhere, and landed on the opposite side of the old monk, a foot away from him, with a smile on his face.

The Living Buddha was as immovable as a mountain, but whispered: "Amitabha, fellow Taoists have come from a long way, why don't you try the cold tea from the snow-capped mountain of the poor monk?"

"Okay, it's better to be respectful than to follow orders. I'm afraid that the monk will meet the Buddha halfway through the tea. The foundation of Xueshan Nuoda has been lost since then."

"Fellow Daoist, I was joking. The poor monk often looks at the eagle soaring above the snowy mountain. Although he is the overlord of the sky, when he hunts the poisonous snake, he will occasionally get caught. "

"Fellow Daoist, do you know why?"

"Hehe, there are different types of eagles, just like in your Western Regions, the king of sky is called Haidongqing, and the mere poisonous snake bites back, so why not?"

"Left and right are just swallowing things in one gulp. Is this the truth that the Living Buddha said?"

"Amitabha, it seems that fellow Taoists are determined not to let the poor monk go."

With a sneer, Ye Wuqiu said with a smile: "Why is the monk also afraid of death?"

"Back then, Xiaoyaozi and Murong Longcheng were also eaten by you, a self-talking and compassionate person. You shouldn't forget the wonderful taste of the soul, right?"

Suddenly, a burst of golden light flashed all over the living Buddha, and in an instant, a golden Buddha suddenly chanted scriptures behind him and went straight into the primordial spirit.

Ye Wuqiu didn't panic at all, and when he looked again, the Buddha suddenly turned into a Buddhist temple.

Inside the Buddha Hall, the Buddha lowered his eyebrows, the Bodhisattva nodded, the Arhat sat and forgot, and the sound of chanting suddenly spread throughout the Great Snow Mountain.

But Ye Wuqiu looked at this scene with an ugly expression.

"How many human souls have you swallowed? Eight Bodhisattvas and three hundred arhats have all entered your Buddha Hall!"

That's right, in the Buddhist hall behind the monk, the bodhisattvas and arhats all have compassionate faces, but in fact they are all living Buddhas who swallow people's souls and regard themselves as Buddhas.

Use other people's souls to increase your own morality!
"The poor monk is just sending them to bliss. In this Lingshan Buddha Hall, there should be a Buddha who can share the fruit of the Tao with the poor monk."

"Hmph, stubborn!"

The dragon ball hummed in bursts, entwining the primordial spirit, and the bewitching sound of Buddhist scriptures had no effect at all.

The thunder in Ye Wuqiu's hand exploded, and in an instant, a bucket-thick thunder fell on the Buddhist hall, causing waves of ripples, and then was swallowed by the strange Buddhist hall's dharma body.

"Amitabha, fellow Taoists, please come in and talk about it!"

In an instant, the golden light of the Buddhist hall was shining, covering the entire Daxue Mountain in an instant.

At the foot of the mountain, countless pilgrims fell to the ground respectfully upon seeing this.

"God bless you!"

Ye Wuqiu was careless for a moment, and was directly pulled into this Buddhist hall.

Then the surrounding scene changed.

In Leiyin Temple, the Buddha sits on a golden lotus, and the rest of the Bodhisattvas are also bursting with golden light.

"Amitabha, all Bodhisattvas, congratulations to the addition of another Buddha to my spiritual mountain!"

"good!"

"Welcome to my Buddha's return, Amitabha!"

In an instant, golden light descended from the sky, and countless Buddha lights enveloped the entire Leiyin Temple.

A golden lotus surged from the ground, turning into surging Buddha power and entering Ye Wuqiu's body.

Can't help shouting: "Praise my Buddha, Amitabha!"

At this moment, in his primordial spirit, dragon balls were singing dragons, but he didn't regret Ye Wuqiu, whose primordial spirit was full of Buddha's light.

Nodding his head and lowering his eyebrows, his eyes are compassionate.

"My Buddha, please take your seat!"

The sound of the Buddha burst out, and the entire Little Leiyin Temple seemed to have really become the Buddha Land of the Western Heaven.

With a numb expression, Ye Wuqiu stepped onto the golden lotus beside the Buddha step by step, and the Buddha smiled.

"Hurry up, hurry up, as long as you step on the Golden Lotus, you will completely sink into my little Leiyin Temple."

However, just as Ye Wuqiu stepped in with his first foot, he was about to step in with his second foot.

Suddenly stopped.

His eyes suddenly woke up from the numbness of confusion.

"What a powerful trick to deceive the mind!"

"Ray comes!"

boom!
The situation changed, and in an instant, the magic power connected with the power of the heaven and the earth, and in an instant, countless thunderbolts struck the Buddhist temple one after another.

Under the shaking of the Buddha Hall, it disappeared in an instant.

Ye Wuqiu looked again, the living Buddha's mouth overflowed with blood.

"Good trick!"

As he spoke, his eyes burst into golden light, instantly linking the entire temple, and the power of countless incense burns once again condensed in the Buddhist hall.

The Living Buddha stood up.

"Demon, don't pay homage to my Buddha!"

The whole person fell into the Buddhist hall in an instant, and in an instant, the Arhat Bodhisattva in the Buddhist hall seemed to come alive.

Holding the magic subduing pestle, the golden bowl and other magic tools rushed towards Ye Wuqiu in an instant.

"Hmph, mere spirit, come into my hell!"

With a wave of Ye Wuqiu's hand, the sky was filled with darkness in an instant, and in an instant, the entire Daxue Mountain with a radius of a hundred miles turned into a mass of black.

There was no light in the darkness, and a ghost city suddenly appeared in the sky.

"It really is an evil devil heretic, demon way, suffer death!"

Arhat subdue the demons, and the ghost city's generous light instantly enveloped the snow mountain, while Ye Wuqiu disappeared into the blackness.

The Arhat Bodhisattva fell into the ghost city in an instant, and countless black air entangled in an instant, turning them into hells one by one.

The Living Buddha's face changed: "What kind of sorcery are you doing!"

　Try to add another chapter tonight

　　
　
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