Chapter 201

The right Dharma protector put his hands on his hips and looked up at the sky with a sneer: "don't go, bald donkeys. I can scold you for not taking a heavy sample for three days and three nights!"

A Bodhisattva sneered, "Xue bi'e, you only have one mouth left!"

"Ignore them."

The old Tathagata on Xumi mountain said, "if you scold them, I'm afraid you can scold them for half a year. In the past, you've been fighting for hundreds of years, scolding for hundreds of years, so don't be in a hurry for a while. Stop this fight first."

The monks all over the mountain didn't stop, and the virtual shadow of Xumi mountain floated to the battlefield.

The national master of Yankang is still fighting with the poor master and other people, trying to get rid of these strong people before the virtual shadow of Xumishan comes. At this time, the voice of the old Tathagata came and said leisurely, "national masters, all Taoist friends, can you make it convenient?"

Yankang master's sword Qi dissipated, avoiding the pursuit of the poor master and the man with a bronze mask, and smiled, "Tathagata, please speak."

"Shanzai, all Taoist friends, please stop." The old Tathagata murmured.

The poor master and others were still waiting to act. After hearing the speech, they hesitated and stopped respectively.

Tian Zhenjun coughed up blood and was hurt by the sword Qi of the master of the state of Yankang. He screamed, "old Tathagata, are you going to join hands with us to get rid of this Liao?"

The old Tathagata shook his head.

Li Sanren's face slightly changed and sneered, "is it possible that the great Leiyin temple has also become a lackey of Yankang like the demon sect?"

The old Tathagata shook his head again.

The poor master said faintly, "brother Tao, don't be coy anymore. If you have something to say, just say it."

The old Tathagata laughed and said, "I'll make a good relationship with you and end this case. All of you are people of practice. If you continue to fight, I don't know how many heroes will be lost and how many inheritance will be broken. Today, why don't you turn fighting into friendship, be kind, and end each other's cause and effect?"

Master Yankang's eyes flashed and he was silent.

The old Tathagata looked at him and said with a smile, "the national master is a good man. He once came to my great Leiyin temple. I talked to the national master about Buddhism and Mahayana, and formed a good relationship. I wonder if the national master can return this good relationship to the old monk?"

The master of Yankang said solemnly, "when I was young, I traveled all over the world and came to the great Leiyin temple. The Tathagata had no sect views and instructed me to practice. I was half a disciple of the great Leiyin temple, and I should return to this good fate. However, how do I know whether it was to let the tiger go back to the mountain? These people are the leaders of the bandits in the world, how can they give up? In the future, if they rebel again, they will lose their lives. The Tathagata is compassionate, and should know my worries."

The old Tathagata laughed and said, "what does the national master think of the old monk who made them convert to the great Leiyin temple and no longer meddle in secular affairs?"

National master Yankang was noncommittal.

The old Tathagata smiled, looked at the poor master and others, and said with a smile, "you were all heroes in those days. You were magnificent and powerful all your life. Now are you willing to give up fighting and convert to Buddhism?"

Tian Zhenjun sneered, "old Tathagata, it's not easy for us to kill this Liao with your big Leiyin temple? Do you think your big Leiyin temple can be preserved if you miss this opportunity? If the master of Yankang kills us, he will surely kill the Buddha! Why not hurt the killer now and take out your demon subduing hand?"

The old Tathagata laughed and said, "no matter how the national master treats my Buddhism, there will always be people who believe in and worship Buddhism in this world. No matter whether there are gods and Buddhas in this world, their faith will not be destroyed because the national master destroys my Buddhism, nor will they be proud because the national master promotes my Buddhism. If you are willing to put down your gratitude and resentment, go with me. If you are not willing, the old monk can only say no chance and leave."

Suddenly, figures fell sharply from the air and fell behind the national division of Yankang, but there were hundreds of generals of Yankang wearing armor and covered with blood, one by one.

The Duke of Wei shouted, "what's the matter, the Tathagata is also coming to join the fun? Is it autumn? National master, let's be the old monk and the bald man all over the mountains..."

Master Yankang raised his hand, stopped him from saying, and whispered, "it's not appropriate to lose both. It's a good thing for the old Tathagata to come and make peace."

The Duke of Wei wondered, puzzled, and said, "it is for the sake of fighting the autumn wind that they take advantage of the fact that these rebel leaders are included in his Da Leiyin temple, so as to strengthen the strength of his Da Leiyin temple. These rebel leaders are all extremely powerful people. If you let them go, you will have endless trouble after you let the tiger go back to the mountain! National teacher, think twice!"

Master Yankang smiled and said, "the old Tathagata said that after they converted to Buddhism, they would no longer interfere with worldly affairs. I believe in the old Tathagata."

"Do you really believe him?"

The Duke of Wei stared: "there is no hair on his head, and he can't handle affairs firmly..."

He waited to say more. The master of Yankang raised his hand and calmly said, "the old Tathagata, the leader of Buddhism, came to resolve gratitude and resentment, ended a dispute, and returned the world to peace. This is a great kindness. Moreover, I was injured."

On Xumi mountain, Bodhisattvas and Arhats turned their heads when they heard the words.

The old Buddha sang a Buddha's name, alerted all Bodhisattvas arhat, and said with a smile, "the national master is willing to resolve gratitude and resentment, poor master, what about you?"

The poor master and others looked at each other and nodded silently.

If they don't agree to convert to Buddhism, the old Tathagata will die and leave with many strong people in the great Leiyin temple. They will inevitably die in the hands of the national master Yankang.

The old Tathagata brought almost all the strong ones in the great Leiyin temple this time, which showed that the potential was inevitable. If they agreed to convert to the great Leiyin temple, the master of Yankang would not dare to investigate.

The old Tathagata laughed and said, "all senior brothers and sisters put down their gratitude and resentment, cause and effect, and converted to Buddhism. Everything is empty, and they will inevitably get the Tao. National masters..."

Master Yankang raised his hand to the bronze masked man and said, "Tathagata, he must stay."

The bronze masked man was awe inspiring, the old Tathagata frowned slightly, and a Bodhisattva, arhat, and the venerable chanted the Buddha's name together on the virtual shadow of Sumi mountain.

Master Yankang smiled and said, "he must stay."

Although his voice was light, there was an unquestionable meaning of bargaining in his tone.

The old Buddha sighed, "this good man, you have no chance with my Buddhism. Poor master, brothers and sisters, please climb the mountain."

The poor master and others hesitated for a moment, looked at the man with a bronze mask, suddenly gritted his teeth, got up and fell on Xumi mountain, and said to the man with a bronze mask in unison, "old... Sorry!"

"You don't have to say much, I understand."

The bronze masked man laughed and said, "national master, what are you going to do with me?"

The master of Yankang said expressionless, "I will capture you and escort you to the capital to face the saint in the capital."

"Escort me to Beijing to see the emperor?"

The bronze masked man's tone was a little strange, and he said with a low smile, "then it depends on whether your sword is fast enough..."

He slowly raised his palm and suddenly slapped it heavily on the bronze mask. The bronze mask was torn apart, and the face under the mask was also photographed to pieces!

"National master, the rivers and mountains of Lingjia will be destroyed in your hands sooner or later..."

His head cracked, and he was soon out of breath, but his body stood there steadily and never collapsed.

Wei Guogong and others screamed and hurried forward, but Yan Kang stood there motionless. He didn't stop the bronze masked man from committing suicide, and he didn't even mean to do it.

On the mountain in the distance, Qin Mu saw this picture and his eyes jumped.

Yan Kang said that sentence to force the bronze masked man to commit suicide. No matter who the face under this mask is, he must be a high-level official of the royal family, a person of great status and vital importance to the emperor.

If he is captured by teachers and students of Yankang state and escorted to the capital to face the saint, it will not only be an embarrassing problem for the emperor's face, but even make the monarchs and ministers centrifugal.

Whether the emperor killed him or not was a problem.

When his true face is exposed, the emperor's prestige will be seriously damaged, and even the government and the public will secretly discuss one after another, guessing whether he intended to rebel or was inspired by the emperor.

At that time, the prestige of the national division of Yankang surpassed that of the emperor, making more ministers of culture and military aspire to the national division, and the emperor would also be wary of the national division. If the emperor fights with the national master, the country will be in danger, and so will the Lingjia.

As a high-ranking member of the royal family, he must commit suicide, not fall into the passive of the Lingjia, and not let the Lingjia lose face.

Therefore, he must destroy his face, so that people can no longer know his true identity.

The national master Yankang did not stop him, but also hoped that he would commit suicide, and did not want to escort him to the capital to meet the saint. Even if he didn't destroy his face, Yan Kang would help him destroy his face.

Yan Kang did not want to cut the face of the emperor, nor did he want to cut the face of the Lingjia, which was the best outcome.

If the master of Yankang really escorted the bronze masked man to the capital, it showed that he really wanted to rebel and seize the throne. From now on, the master of Yankang had no intention of the throne. He just wanted to use Yankang to show his ambition, and he wanted to achieve three immortality.

He wants to be a saint.

On Xumi mountain, the Tathagata saluted the national master Yankang and said, "national master, this matter is over, and the old monk leaves."

"Tathagata, walk slowly." The master of Yankang returned the gift.

The virtual shadow of Xumi mountain drifted to the West. The poor master, Tian Zhenjun and others looked back, but they saw the order of the grand master Yankang, who ordered people to cut off the head of the bronze masked man and bury it on the spot. The headless body was put in the coffin and ready to be transported to the capital.

Li Sanren sighed, "brother Tathagata, if it weren't for you this time..."

The old Tathagata shook his head: "needless to say, the national master has been dissatisfied with my big Leiyin temple. Let's go and return to the mountain. I guess my evil disciple has taken the opportunity to return to the big Leiyin temple and take his arm. If he returns in time, he can still meet him."

The monks on the mountain were awe inspiring.

The virtual shadow of Xumi mountain floated to the top of the mountain where Qin Mu and others were located, and cold laughter came from below: "thief bald!"

Bodhisattva arhat on the mountain shouted one after another, "evil way is evil!"

The old Tathagata shook his head, stopped at Sumi mountain, looked down, and suddenly said, "elder martial brother."

Many hall leaders and Dharma guardians on the mountain were awed. The hall leader of sword hall gently shook his head at Qin Mu. Qin Mu waved his hand and said, "elder martial brother."

The old Tathagata showed surprise, nodded and led the crowd away.

"Master, why do you salute the old bald donkey?"

Xue bi'e, the right Dharma protector, complained, "now that you have exposed your true identity, if you are seen by the old thief bald, something will happen!"

"As the holy leader, since he is in the same generation, he can't refuse to return the ceremony."

Qin Mu said with a smile, "I'm a saint, and I can't hide it all the time. Besides, I can't let you lose face, let the saint lose face."

Everyone said, "we'd rather not have this face!"

————Well, it's still the third watch today. This is the first watch. It's the second watch at 6 p.m.