Abandoned daughter by a genius doctor: Sheng Chong Jiu Huangfei

Chapter 474
General Yuan waved his hand, the smile on his face was still there: "As soon as His Majesty left, you came back, isn't it just a coincidence?"

He has a bold personality, without any scruples in his speech, stroked his beard and said without hesitation: "Your Highness came down in a hurry, and went back after rewarding the army. It seems that he is thinking about his wife."

General Yuan is the general guarding the border, and he can tell at a glance that the nations are coming menacingly. It must have been planned for a long time. The so-called "elimination of evildoers" is just a pretense to start a war.

Compared with the civil servants sitting high in the court, these military generals who are closest to the front line are clear-eyed, and they will only annoy Zhu Yunyi for his shamelessness, but will not attack Feng Yunchu because of it.

Hearing what General Yuan said, Feng Yunqing was relieved.

Zhu Yunyi used Feng Yunchu as an excuse to send troops to attack, and the ministers who stick to the rules in the DPRK could justifiably put all the blame on Feng Yunchu, trying to sacrifice a weak woman in exchange for peace. Xuechen guarded, not knowing what those courtiers who lied to him might take the opportunity to do something to Feng Yunchu.

Xuanyuan Yelan shook Feng Yunchu's hand, and said in relief: "Don't worry, Hua Xuechen is not a reckless person, he knows what's in his heart, he will think carefully, and nothing will happen."

Feng Yunqing nodded: "I know."

It's just chaos if you care.

General Yuan looked at the other two people sitting in the tent, and said politely: "Are these two capable people that the prince invited to help?"

Bei Chenhong's status was special, so it was inconvenient to publicize it. Xuanyuan Yelan only said that they were friends. General Yuan saw that they were unwilling to say anything, so he was considerate and thoughtful and didn't ask too much.

It's just that the two guards who were standing by the side had strange expressions on their faces. They looked Bei Chenhong and Jiang Wuyan several times back and forth with their eyes, and their faces were full of suspicion.

The two exchanged glances and shook their heads tacitly.

Feng Yunqing looked at Bei Chenhong, and said, "Zhu Yunyi's greatest support is Zhi Chan. As long as you can restrain him, we still have a chance of winning."

Bei Chenhong responded with a quick nod, and said vigorously, "I've heard of the name of Master Zhichan a long time ago, but it's a pity that I haven't had the chance to meet him. This time I finally have the opportunity to ask for advice in person."

People in the Middle Three Realms have a stronger pursuit of power, even Bei Chenhong, who is the emperor of Chen Kingdom, is no exception.

Under Feng Yunqing's signal, the news of their return to the border quickly reached Zhichan's ears, and Zhichan, who hadn't reappeared since they left, finally showed up before the battle.

Xuanyuan Yelan confronted the armies of various countries with one man and one horse, and with a wave of his sleeves, a post flew towards Zhichan.

Zhichan, who was dressed in a monk's robe, had a peaceful face, and the Buddhist beads were lightly thrown out. If it weren't for the hideous scar on his face, people would really think that this is a true Buddha who can save all sentient beings.

He stretched out his hand to catch the flying post, opened it for a glance, and showed a faint smile: "The poor monk sees that the benefactor has a plan in his mind, and he must have made a plan. He thinks that he can defeat the poor monk in one fell swoop."

When he spoke, he was very gentle, his voice was deep and low, his eyebrows were lowered, his sorrow and joy were indifferent, and every sentence he said casually gave people the illusion that he was chanting sutras devoutly.

Xuanyuan Yelan was unmoved, but said provocatively: "There are too many people on the battlefield, so you can't enjoy the fight, why don't you and I decide to fight to the death, and it depends on who wins."

Zhi Chan seemed to think of something, and said thoughtfully: "I heard that you hired a helper, is it to deal with the poor monk?"

Xuanyuan Yelan raised his eyebrows, but did not deny it: "What? Are you scared?"

Zhi Chan recited the Buddha's name, stood in front of his body with one hand, and nodded slightly: "Someone volunteers to contribute to the path of the poor monk, and the poor monk can't get what he wants, why should he be afraid of it?"

Xuanyuan Yelan sneered, and said sarcastically, "He really is a crazy monk."

With Zhichan's ability, it is impossible to let Zhu Yunyi send him. Presumably, Zhu Yunyi promised him the benefits of killing life and proving the Tao, so he could invite this great Buddha.

Zhi Chan lowered his brows and eyes, like a Buddha in the hall looking down on all living beings and ants, and said indifferently: "There are three thousand roads, bustling with people, and you can cultivate longevity and prove cause and effect with mortal bodies. There is no difference between you and poor monks. It’s walking against the sky, with different ways, so each side is going to go.”

Xuanyuan Yelan retorted: "Take other people's way of longevity, and cultivate your own righteous fruit, what kind of way is this?"

Zhichan raised his eyes, his silent eyes were like two dry wells, and he could only see the boundless desolation and lifelessness.

He clasped his hands together and smiled without saying a word.

Xuanyuan Yelan also felt that there was no reason to talk to such a crazy monk, he was just here to post a battle, there was no need to spend too much time talking with a monk who was already crazy, and immediately whipped him back home.

The border is barren, with only boundless yellow sand. To the southwest, there is a hill that is bare and no grass grows. Because it is too remote, even caravans rarely pass through here.

At noon this day, the scorching sun shone on the endless sand, and the scorching light distorted the air.

There was a monk wearing a snow-white monk's robe, trekking towards the hill alone, with a straight posture, as if a devout believer came step by step for a pilgrimage.

Because there was no cover, Zhichan saw Bei Chenhong standing under the hill at a glance.

There was a broad sword in front of Bei Chenhong, standing impartially in the soft sand, just like him.

The golden Buddha's light surrounded Zhichan's body, and he walked over step by step, and the next step was a lotus.

With a flash of his figure, he came in front of Bei Chenhong in the blink of an eye, and the lotus flower made of sand grains spread all over the ground in an instant.

Bei Chenhong grasped the hilt of the sword, and with a shock of strength, he blew away all the Sha Lian.

Neither of them spoke, they moved almost at the same time.

Zhichan casually picked out flowers from the sand, and poured his spiritual power into attacking Bei Chenhong.

Bei Chenhong was not polite either, holding his sword to split Zhichan's tricks, the powerful force suppressed the spiritual power contained in Sha Lian, and the wind dissipated in the heaven and earth.

Bei Chenhong came to Zhichan very quickly, and slashed at him with a sword.

Zhi Chan didn't dodge or evade, but built a barrier with Buddha's light to resist Bei Chenhong's blow.

As soon as they fought, Zhi Chan's face changed, and he said in shock: "You are from the Three Realms!"

Bei Chenhong didn't care how Zhichan saw it, the broad sword in his hand was like a rainbow, pressing Zhichan away step by step,

The Buddha's light on Zhichan's body was disturbed by the broad sword, and he also avoided Bei Chenhong's attack left and right.

Seeing this, Bei Chenhong slowed down his attack instead, and dealt with Zhi Chan back and forth, neither eager to defeat the opponent, nor strong in murderous intent, it was more like a discussion, rather than a life-and-death battle.

Zhi Chan and Bei Chenhong circled around for a long time, and couldn't help asking: "What exactly do you want to do?"

Bei Chenhong estimated the time, and said lightly, "It's almost there."

(End of this chapter)