Zhenwu Tianxia: Summon Yuwen Chengdu at the beginning

Chapter 130 The poor monk is not a Buddha!

In the east of Shuzhou, an unnamed valley.

Wu Hua, who was wearing a white long gown, walked along the narrow mountain road and came to the valley again.

When he walked through the foot of the mountain and saw the scenery in the valley, a look of surprise appeared on his handsome face.

When he left last time, this valley was still a wild forest, but now it has turned into a big village.

Wooden houses are neatly arranged, and patches of farmland are located on the slopes of valleys, and figures are bent over and busy in the fields.

Curls of cooking smoke drifted, accompanied by the sound of children playing.

"Master, is this the Nameless Valley you mentioned?"

Just when Wu Hua was in a daze, several old men in linen long clothes came behind him and looked at the village in the valley with joy.

Not just a few old men, there are hundreds of ragged people behind these old men.

"It should be!" Wuhua laughed.

After that, he walked towards the valley along the Qianmo trail.

"Holy monk!"

Suddenly a voice of surprise sounded.

Wu Hua followed Sheng Sheng and saw a farmer looking at him in the field.

"Amitabha!" Wu Hua whispered.

"The holy monk is back!"

"The holy monk is back!"

The farmer couldn't help but shouted loudly.

As he shouted, figures in the village in the valley rushed out one after another.

They rushed in front of Wuhua, knelt down devoutly and said, "Welcome to the holy monk!"

"All benefactors, please hurry up!" Wu Hua said a little awkwardly.

This devotion made him a little nervous.

At this moment, a familiar person approached, "The believer Liu Qingxu welcomes the holy monk."

Wuhua helped him up helplessly, and said, "Didn't I say not to call him a holy monk?"

"Saint monk saving me is equal to the sea of ​​suffering. Find the Buddhist kingdom for us. We are willing to believe in the holy monk." Liu Qingxu said devoutly.

They are all refugees in the troubled times. If Wuhua hadn't rescued them, they would have turned into dead bones in the mountains.

Wuhua not only rescued them, but also helped them find a place to live, and gave them money to buy food and clothing.

It is a gift from Wuhua that they can live in peace in this valley now.

Since Wuhua left, not only did they not forget Wuhua, but they even regarded Wuhua as their faith.

Especially Liu Qingxu, he followed the philosophy of Wuhua and accepted and rescued refugees who could not survive due to the war.

Although the number of people he rescued was not many, over a long period of time, there were hundreds of people.

Wuhua looked at the joyful and pious faces, and her Buddha's heart couldn't help throbbing.

"Perhaps the poor monk's path to becoming a Buddha is here!"

What is Buddha?
The enlightened person is the Buddha.

What is enlightenment?

Seeing the nature clearly is enlightenment.

Knowing right from wrong, seeing good and evil, is enlightenment.

"Amitabha! This place should be the Valley of Buddha Enlightenment!" Wu Hua recited softly.

When Liu Qingxu heard the words, his eyes lit up, he clasped his hands together, bowed and said: "The place where the holy monk is located is the Valley of Buddha's Enlightenment!"

Wuhua smiled.

The Valley of Buddha's Enlightenment he mentioned is the place of his own enlightenment.

But the Valley of Buddha's Awakening mentioned by Liu Qingxu is where he is.

"The poor monk wants to stay here for a few days, is it possible?"

"Please, holy monk, believers have built Buddhist temples for the holy monk." Liu Qingxu said.

Wu Hua looked at the largest wooden house in the village, and already understood that it was built for him.

Although he didn't care about these things, he didn't want to waste the kindness of these villagers.

"They are all suffering people, and you still need to take them in!" Wuhua said, pointing to the refugees behind her.

"All those who come are followers of the holy monk!"

Liu Qingxu took a step forward and chanted to the refugees: "Amitabha!"

A group of refugees looked at each other in blank dismay, and several old men came back to their senses first, bowed down and recited: "Amitabha!"

Only then did Liu Qingxu nodded in satisfaction.

Seeing this, Wuhua smiled helplessly.

He knew what Liu Qingxu meant, and he also understood why Liu Qingxu did this.

Liu Qingxu is grateful to Wuhua, and is willing to follow Wuhua's will to take in more refugees.

But he must ensure that all the refugees who enter this Valley of Fojue believe in Wuhua.

Unified thought and management, unified will can avoid many contradictions.

So Wuhua didn't stop Liu Qingxu.

Entering the village, looking at the sallow but hopeful faces, Wuhua was in a good mood.

Although the people here are living a hard life, they at least have hope.

As long as there is hope, they can live better lives in the future.

The temple Liu Qingxu built for him was not big, nor could it be called exquisite or gorgeous. It was just a very ordinary wooden house, but it was already the best wooden house in the village.

Entering the house, there is a cushion and a clay statue of Buddha.

Sitting on the cattail mat, Wu Hua always felt a little weird looking at the Buddha statue, because the Buddha statue resembled him very much.

"They should thank you, you helped them build this paradise." Wu Hua said to Liu Qingxu.

"Without the guidance of the holy monk, how could believers find this paradise." Liu Qingxu knelt in front of Wuhua and said.

"Get up, don't just kneel!" Wu Hua said.

"A believer has nothing to gain, only a heart to Buddha!"

"A poor monk is not a Buddha!"

"In the hearts of believers, the holy monk is the Buddha! Believers are willing to be ordained and always follow the holy monk."

Wuhua sighed leisurely.

He felt that Liu Qingxu's belief in Buddha was more devout than his.

"Is there any trouble here? The poor monk can help solve it."

In desperation, he could only change the subject.

Liu Qingxu was a little disappointed, but he didn't say much, he just said: "There are many wild animals in the mountains, and the people live in hardship. Although the believers have taught them martial arts, it's a pity that the kung fu practiced by the believers is too low-level to allow them to have the power to protect themselves. "

"Also ask the holy monk to bestow the exercises."

The people in the valley are ordinary people, and few of them practice martial arts.

Although Liu Qingxu had practiced martial arts, his cultivation was only at the fifth rank.

In addition, he came from an ordinary background, so he didn't have any advanced skills at all.

Wu Hua thought for a while and said, "The technique is simple, you can come and get it tomorrow."

He knows a lot of exercises, such as Shaolin martial arts, Japanese ninjutsu, alchemy, windward slash and so on.

These exercises are enough for warriors to cultivate to the ninth rank, or even the innate state.

……

In Pingman Pass.

The bright sunlight spreads through the narrow gaps in the Guancheng.

Qin Wei came to the city gate on horseback.

"Your Highness, everything is packed!" Yu Wencheng came to Qin Wei and reported.

Qin Wei nodded slightly, looked around the pass city, and frowned slightly.

Although the thick smoke has dissipated, there is still a strong smell of smoke in the city.

"Give the defense here to Liu Qing, and Liu Qing will be stationed here in the future."

"Here!" Yu Wencheng replied.

Qin Wei could not go south to Yunzhou, nor would he stay in Pingman Pass.

Next, he will go back to Shuzhou City, and Yuwen Chengdu will follow him back, but this Pingman Pass must not be ignored, so Liu Qing can only stay and garrison.

"The king won't go in, you can deal with it."

After Qin Wei finished speaking, he turned and left.

The smell of smoke is too strong, and it is a bit uncomfortable to stay in the city.

After a while, Qin Wei returned to the An Ning Army's camp.

"What about the two innate warriors?"

he asked, jumping off his horse.

Xiao Shunzi replied: "Senior Mo Yan has already guarded him in the tent on the west side."

"Go over and see you!"

Just as Qin Wei was walking towards the tent on the west side, Wang An came running again.

"Meet Your Highness!"

"Is something wrong?"

Wang An smiled and said, "Your Highness, it's a good thing. Lord Liu and Lord Ji have captured Shuzhou City."

Qin Wei was a little surprised, "So fast?"

Although the city wall of Shuzhou City is not as good as Pingman Pass, it is not easy to capture it.

Moreover, Liu Yuanrang and Ji Fei had less than [-] soldiers and horses, and they had no siege equipment in their hands.

Qin Wei originally thought that it would take them some time to take down Shuzhou City, but he didn't expect them to take it down in just over ten days.

Wang Andao: "It's not like they fought it down, it was the rebels in Shuzhou City who surrendered."

Qin Wei suddenly realized that this is also normal.

Tang Mingcheng had already become a prisoner, and the rebels in Shuzhou City had already panicked. In addition, during this period of time, the Anning Army continued to advance southward, and everyone knew that Shuzhou City would be recaptured sooner or later.

The morale of the army is broken and there is no leader. Those rebels in the city will naturally choose to surrender.

"Send a letter to Mr. Liu, saying that the king has captured Pingman Pass and will go to Shuzhou City in a few days."

"Here!"

Since then.

Qin Wei came to a tent.

Zhong Daofu and Li Zhongxian were placed on the wooden frame, and Mo Yan sat beside him with his eyes slightly closed.

Seeing Qin Wei coming in, Mo Yan quickly stood up and bowed slightly.

Zhong Daofu and Li Zhongxian also raised their heads.

At this time, they were seriously injured and very weak, but the strong vitality of the innate warriors kept them awake.

They looked at Qin Wei, at that blurred and immature face, their eyes were filled with vague panic.

As innate warriors, there are very few things in this world that can make them panic.

But the terrifying coercion and mysterious means made them feel insane.

"Senior Mo Yan, you go out first." Qin Wei said.

Mo Yan cupped his hands and walked out of the tent.

Qin Wei looked at the two prisoners, then stepped forward and put his hand on Zhong Daofu's head.

The rich innocence and artistic conception passed into his body along his hands.

Immediately, three white chess pieces condensed on the Yitian chessboard.

Two layers of artistic conception can condense three white chess pieces, and one layer of artistic conception can only condense one chess piece. As for how many chess pieces can be condensed by three layers of artistic conception, Qin Wei has not tried it yet.

"What are you doing!" Li Zhongxian looked at Qin Wei and asked in panic.

As for Zhong Daofu, he no longer has the ability to speak.

His true energy and artistic conception were drained instantly, and Zhong Daofu, who was already weak, fell into a coma directly.

"The dead don't need to know." Qin Wei withdrew his palm from Zhong Daofu's head, and extended it towards Li Zhongxian.

In fact, he can choose to raise the cultivation base of a summoned character to the innate realm, just like Yuwen Chengdu.

It's a pity that there is no suitable person around him now.

Zhuge Zhengwo is in Kyoto, Iron Hand is in Tianzhou, Di Renjie is still cleaning up the remnants of the holy religion, and Huoyun evil god is by Li Ru's side.

Now beside him is Yu Wencheng, a pawn figure.

"Let Wang An come in!" Qin Wei said.

Xiao Shunzi quickly called Wang An in.

"Come here!" Qin Wei called out.

Wang An was a little puzzled, but he walked to Qin Wei's side honestly.

Qin Wei put his other hand directly on Wang An's shoulder.

"Hold your breath and concentrate on practicing the exercises."

Then a stream of pure true energy flowed into Wang An's body.

Needless to say, Wang An was shocked.

Qin Wei didn't raise his cultivation level to innate level, but to level nine.In this way, there are six white pieces on the Yitian chessboard.

After the matter was over, Qin Wei said to Wang An again: "This matter must not be rumored."

Wang An came back to his senses, felt the strong qi in his body, and hurriedly knelt down and said: "Thank you, Your Highness, for your kindness, old servant."

"Well, get up!"

Qin Wei walked out of the tent with his hands behind his back.

Xiao Shunzi skillfully twisted the necks of Zhong Daofu and Li Zhongxian.

……

The news that Pingmanguan City was captured by the Anning Army quickly spread throughout the three states in the southwest.

Such a grand pass was captured so easily, most people's first reaction when they heard about it was to not believe it.

But when they learned that Qin Wei used smoke to attack Pingman Pass, they were both surprised and unbelievable at Qin Wei's ingenious plan.

Some things seem very simple, but it is beyond the imagination of countless people.

Smoke attack is not a powerful move, but Pingmanguan has been here for hundreds of years, and no one has ever used this move.

Inside the Moon Sea Mansion City.

Lan Yuehou sat in the tent drinking and having fun.

"Haha, interesting, interesting, the kid Prince Xin'an is really smart!"

"Master Hou, the king of Xin'an County has already conquered Pingman Pass, how long will we have to spend here?" the old man said helplessly.

They have been outside Yuehaifu City for more than two months.

However, in the past two months or so, they only fought one battle, and they stayed behind closed doors in this camp for the rest of the day.

"What are you in a hurry for? Your Majesty has given me two years, just take your time!"

Lan Yuehou raised his head and poured down a glass of wine, and said nonchalantly.

"But it's not a problem to stay here all the time. We might as well go to Nanyang City." The old man said.

Lan Yuehou stretched his waist.

"The old emperor ordered me not to return to Beijing for two years. Naturally, I want to have some fun in Yunzhou."

The old man hesitated to speak.

He knew that Lan Yuehou was trying to get angry with Li Huang, otherwise how could a small Yuehai City stop the Mingyue Army?

He didn't care about Li Huang's attitude either, he just didn't want Lan Yuehou to stay here forever.

"Alright, alright, the Marquis understands, you go tell the Nanhai division to let them come to Yuehaifu City."

"Here!" The old man responded with a wide smile.

(End of this chapter)