The heavens set sail from the courtyard

Wang Gang brought Ning Que and Jun Mo and used his Unlimited Power to arrive at the Buddhist Kingdom.

At this time, the Buddhist Kingdom was experiencing civil unrest, and hundreds of thousands of serfs, led by Xiahou, fought against the Buddhist soldiers of the Buddhist Kingdom.

Padmasambhava proclaimed himself Mahavairocana, founded Theravada Buddhism, instigated serfs to revolt, and overthrew the Hanging Temple headed by the chief lecturer.

Xiahou was an experienced warrior. He integrated more than 300,000 Zhenbei troops into the serfs. In an instant, he raised a million-strong army and set off a storm of uprising in the areas ruled by Buddhism.

Wang Gang, Ning Que and Jun Mo stood on the hill, looking at the melee of millions of people below, and for a moment they didn't know who to help.

"This Liansheng Sanshier is quite capable. He was able to establish a new religion in the area ruled by the Hanging Temple in a short period of time and incite the serfs to rebel." Wang Gang chuckled.

"Before Liansheng Saner was trapped, he had a great influence in the Buddhist sect. Now with Xiahou's help, he is even more powerful." Jun Mo sighed:
"It's just that the serfs suffered and became the victims of the game between the two sides."

Ning Que asked Wang Gang: "Second brother, Xiahou has been hiding among the millions of troops. How can we kill him?"

Wang Gang snorted coldly: "Killing Xiahou is not difficult. The most important thing for us this time is to take back the 300,000 Zhenbei troops in his hands.

The Zhenbei Army belongs to the Tang army, how could they be brought by Xiahou to attack the Buddhist Kingdom? "

Jun Mo said: "The Zhenbei Army only recognizes Xiahou and does not recognize the imperial edict of the Tang King. How can we take back the military power?"

Wang Gang smiled and said, “I have already asked Ye Su and Ye Hongyu to take Xiong Chumo back to Xiling, and then put pressure on Xiahou in the name of Xiling Temple.”

Ning Que said disdainfully: "Xiong Chumo has become a human pig, will Xiahou listen to him?"

Wang Gang asked Ye Hongyu to spare Xiong Chumo's life in order to take control of the Xiling Temple.

He had already planned to have the goddess ask Xiong Chumo to pass the position of the headmaster to Ye Su in the name of Haotian, and Ye Hongyu to inherit the position of the high priest of judgment.

In this way, most of the power of the Xiling Divine Kingdom is controlled by the Ye Su brothers and sisters.

With Xiling's influence on the countries in the Western Regions, Ye Su could easily order the Dahe Kingdom to send troops to put pressure on Xiahou, or even join forces with the Buddhist soldiers of the Hanging Temple to attack Xiahou's army from the front and back.

As for Xiong Chumo after his abdication, he was no longer of any use and was naturally at the mercy of Ye Hongyu. She had long wanted to use the Judgment Department's punishment on Xiong Chumo several times.

In order to ensure that Xiong Chumo could stay alive, Ye Hongyu also practiced the Xiling magic. Whenever Xiong Chumo was about to die, Ye Hongyu would use the magic to pull him back from the brink of death.

Now Xiong Chumo no longer begs for mercy, he only wants to die!
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Xiahou was commanding an army of millions. During this period, he did not dare to leave the barracks, for fear that he would be hunted down by the academy as soon as he went out.

Padmasambhava was not in the military camp. After he founded Theravada Buddhism, he went to Mount Washan alone to find Master Naqishan.

Master Qishan, a great Buddhist, was the elder of Lanke Temple and the illegitimate son of the former chief lecturer at the Hanging Temple.

He is the person with the highest seniority in the Hanging Temple, and even in the entire world of cultivation. Except for this special place called the academy, most people in the world have to behave as disciples in front of him.

The most talked-about thing about Master Qishan was that in order to save the victims of the disaster in Southern Jin, he jumped into the river to stop the flood for a day and a night despite being seriously ill. All his spiritual skills were wasted, and he lived in seclusion in Washanlu from then on.

It has been a month since Liansheng 32 went to Mount Wa, and there has been no news at all. He only asked Xiahou to gather the serfs and try to delay the Buddhist soldiers of the Hanging Temple.

The serfs' fighting capacity was not high, and during this period Xiahou had been using the Tang State Zhenbei Army to resist the Buddhist soldiers, resulting in heavy casualties.

Xiahou also heard that the Hanging Temple had already invited the chief lecturer, who would soon arrive at the battlefield, and then the rebel army would be destroyed.

Listening to his men running over to report the losses of the Zhenbei Army, Xiahou's heart was bleeding. He wanted to retreat several times, but when he thought of Liansheng Sanshier's methods, he backed down again and again.

When Wang Gang appeared with Ning Que, Xiahou was not panicked, but felt relieved.

"Mr. Wang, you are finally here." Xiahou sat in the main seat in the tent, with the demeanor of a great general.

"Xiahou, kneel down and accept the decree." Wang Gang took out Li Zhongyi's imperial decree and said. Xiahou did not kneel down after seeing the imperial decree, but just asked Wang Gang a question.

"Is my little sister okay?"

Wang Gang said coldly: "You openly betrayed the Tang Dynasty, but the King of Tang was very perceptive and did not vent his anger on the Queen."

Xiahou said with a sense of relief: "That's good, that's good."

As he spoke, Xiahou threw out a token and said, "Don't read the imperial edict. This is the tiger token of the Zhenbei Army. Take them back to the Tang Kingdom!"

Wang Gang narrowed his eyes and said, "It seems that you have already prepared for the worst. Why did you go with Liansheng Sanshier in the first place?"

Xiahou smiled bitterly and said, "He is my mentor after all. If it weren't for him, my sister and I would have starved to death in the wilderness."

Ning Que said disdainfully: "I didn't expect that General Xiahou, who has killed countless people, is also a sentimental person."

Xiahou looked at Ning Que and said, "Mr. Thirteen, I, Xiahou, have killed countless people in my life and have committed serious sins, but I am definitely not a heartless person."

Ning Que held the hilt of the knife, filled with murderous intent, and said: "Xiahou, today is the day you die."

Xiahou chuckled and said, "Mr. Thirteen, it's not easy for you to kill me. It would be better if you could replace me with Mr. Wang."

Wang Gang shook his head and said, "Xiahou, your opponent today is Ning Que. I will not disturb your duel."

With a wave of his right hand, Xiahou and Ning Que disappeared at the same time and arrived at a mountain twenty miles away from the military camp.

Ning Que drew his sword and started to strike. The Haoran Sword was wielded as a sword, and the Haoran sword energy was still used to strike out.

boom.

Xiahou did not dodge or evade, allowing Ning Que to chop him. The armor on his body emitted a bright yellow light, and Ning Que could not cut through it.

"The Ming Guang armor I'm wearing is invulnerable to swords and spears, and is immune to water and fire. It is a first-class treasure in the world. You should have chopped off your head just now." Xiahou punched Ning Que in the abdomen and knocked him away.

"Before I, Xiahou, die, I can drag a disciple of the master down with me. This is a worthy death."

Ning Que stood up with difficulty, took out Yuan Thirteen Arrows, raised his hand and shot, this time the target was Xiahou's head.

Xiahou waved his right hand and used his arm guard to block Yuan Shisan's arrow and Ning Que's attack.

"It was Mr. Wang's biggest mistake to ask you to kill me alone."

Xiahou sneered, took a big step, and instantly closed the distance between him and Ning Que, and smashed Ning Que's machete hard with his iron fist.

when!
Ning Que's broadsword broke and he was pushed back several hundred meters again.

"I am Xiahou, with my surname Xia and my given name Hou. I have fought in more than a thousand battles in my life and have never been defeated. Even if I were to die today, I would not surrender.

Mr. Thirteen, with your current strength, you can't kill me!"

Ning Que stood up again, his whole body emitting a mighty sword energy, and the endless vitality between heaven and earth flowed into his body.

"It turns out that Mr. Thirteen has also been possessed by a demon." Xiahou couldn't help but laugh when he saw Haoran's aura: "Interesting!"

Ning Que gritted his teeth and said, "Xiahou, no matter what the cost today, I will kill you."

A beam of light descended from the sky and merged into Ning Que's body. His original cultivation level in the Fate Knowing Realm was infinitely elevated, gradually surpassing the Five Realms.

"Apocalypse!" Xiahou was shocked: "How can you use Apocalypse! Borrow the power of Haotian!" (End of this chapter)