Chapter 280

"Buddha said, the world does not respect me and respect my clay sculpture."

"The poor monk said, I will reshape the golden body for my Buddha!"

With that, Gu Zheng smiled and looked in the direction of Baote mull's party.

The smile on his face was like that grandma wolf saw little red riding hood and Ximen senior officials saw the young woman of the pan family.

The clay Buddha statue standing behind them, whose knees had just been cut off by the angry Bao Bao Temur, moved when the original army trembled in the heart and was strongly supported by the outside body!

The face of the Buddha still maintained the rigid expression in the clay sculpture, and slowly walked down from the high platform.

As he passed Paul Temur, he looked thoughtfully at the machete in his hand.

At this glance, general Bao Bao's knife slipped out of his hand and fell to the ground.

The Buddha statue, which was several meters tall, was still falling dust when it slowly came to Gu Zheng's body.

But after it stood still, Gu Zheng fondled its golden body with his hands, and the material of its original Buddha statue changed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Laughing and forgetting the little green ball in the book, he asked happily, "does the host replace the inferior clay Buddha statue with the statue of Dharma made of pure copper?"

Gu Zheng replied without hesitation: "yes."

Therefore, the process of this transformation has been accelerated. The position of the joint point between Gu Zheng and the Buddha once again emits a dazzling light.

After the light flickered for ten seconds, the rest of the people saw the wonders in the fading hall.

I saw a golden statue of the Buddha who had remodeled the golden body appeared in front of everyone. The statue seemed very satisfied with the current body and slowly stepped onto the original platform.

But when it was ready to stand on the stage, return to its origin and become an unspeakable statue, it seemed that it suddenly remembered something and sat down muttering, forming the appearance of a sitting Buddha.

"The LORD said it was too troublesome to clean the standing Buddha statue. I'd better sit down and save a gap between my legs, which is not conducive to the cleaning of later people."

Gu Zheng did a complete play. He respectfully saluted the Bodhisattva and returned: "the Lord of the world has flown away from this small temple."

"You don't have to think about the ideas of other secular people."

Unfortunately, Gu Zheng's explanation is a little late. The little green ball posing as Buddha has returned to its origin and can't speak.

There was only one sitting Buddha, which was quite different from that just now, and smiled.

In the hall, it's quiet.

The monks behind Gu Zheng put down their weapons one by one, but they were crying and singing the Buddhist scriptures.

"The Buddha appeared!"

"The Buddha is here to save us!"

"Welcome the Bodhisattva to rebuild the golden body and enjoy the Millennium incense of Huangjue temple! I hope the Buddha will drive all those disrespectful people out of Huangjue temple and never take a step!"

Unlike those pious monks, it was the original soldiers with weapons.

Some of them were a little pious. As early as the gate fell, they ran down the mountain without looking back.

These warriors belonging to different sub tribes sometimes don't need to listen to the command of the general who leads them as long as they find their leader aristocracy.

Now, there are not many people who gathered outside the hall.

And Paul mull, who is especially self-supporting, still wants to start at Gu Zheng.

But this time, he was no longer arrested for research, but thought that if there was such a great power that could call the wind and rain in the Dayuan Dynasty, would he be able to protect his original Dynasty for another hundred years.

For the long-term interests of their original people, we should find a way to catch them.

Bao Bao Temur's idea basically has no hiding place in front of Gu Zheng.

When the big cake faced general was going to pick up the machete that had fallen to the ground, a pair of monk shoes appeared in front of the tip of his bent nose.

The pair of sandalwood smelling shoes stepped on the tough machete, slipped back, and rolled towards the back of the hall.

In the rear, a younger martial brother who had cooperated with Gu Zheng thousands of times picked up the machete in time.

Different from what general Bao Bao thought was kept by the monk temporarily, the younger martial brother directly handed it to Gu Zheng after he got the machete.

"Elder martial brother, please order!"

"All younger martial brothers, listen to the order!"

Gu Zheng's sound sounded, and the pious younger martial brothers who knelt on the ground to worship the Buddha immediately got up, copied their weapons and formed a strange formation behind Gu Zheng.

If the soldiers of the Daming garrison in the sixth world are in this scene at this time, all of them can recognize that this is the anti enemy knife array they have trained countless times.

When dealing with infantry troops, the lethality is extremely great.

In particular, it can be called a big killing weapon against the arms with strong individual ability.

Although Gu Zheng's usual firearm is missing in this world, the weapon that is only used to mend the knife is not very important to him now.

But the soldiers of the original army don't know.

After seeing Gu Zheng's formation, it was the brave man who took up his weapon and showed his loyalty in front of his own general.

"General, go quickly! These evil monks have their own little ones to help you resist."

"If the general is afraid of being blamed by the Buddha, let the little ones help the general solve his problems!"

"Yes! What if the Buddha comes? This is still the world of our original dynasty!"

"Kill, brothers!"

Then, of the only dozen soldiers left in the hall, several rushed out.

When these soldiers rushed into the array, Gu Zheng said the last order.

"Drive out all these sinners who disrespect the Buddha and kill them with their hands."

"If you resist, follow the example of the demon subdued arhat and send them to the boundless hell to redeem his sins in this life."

"Amitabha."

As soon as I heard this, the soldiers who rushed up with weapons in front of me quit.

"The monk is so insidious that if we want to kill him, we just say kill him. They even say that we have to kill him for our own reasons!"

"I can't stand it!"

Don't stop me. Kill the head monk with a knife. He is not only the most threatening person, but also the cheapest mouth.

However, as the blades of these people approached, they were different from the monks they imagined. On the contrary, they heard the sound of flesh cracking on their respective bodies.

I saw that the first blades were all cut on the two round shields in charge of defense standing in front of Gu Zheng.

Then came the two spears coming through the gap of the shield.

They are made of iron Spears on the front end of the most common monk staff.

When you are not able to resist the enemy on weekdays, it is a stick to dismantle. In an emergency, pressing the tip is the sharpest and unparalleled weapon.

Three or two people were pierced by these spears. The remaining one was lucky. He didn't have so much momentum when running. He flashed past these spears.

He looked at the fallen Tongze in front of him. What remained in his mind was not anger, but a little joy that could not be external humanity.

These fools have fallen. Is it your own to kill the monk in front of you?

Unfortunately, his happiness lasted only two seconds. The knife in his hand that cut Gu Zheng's bald head was stopped by another bright sharp knife.

The two swordsmen and axes hiding behind the shield hand, one of them blocked, and one of them stabbed him with a knife.

'poof'

Although he was not pierced by a spear, he was cut by a sharp blade.

And it was this crisp confrontation that also opened the killing road of Gu Zheng's knife array.

After three or two kittens fell down in front of him, Gu Zheng, who came down in the Shura arena, took up the rhythm of counterattack.

"Younger martial brothers, follow me and drive all these enemies out of Huangjue temple!"

"Return Buddha a clean sky!"

"Order!"

It was just like a tiger descending from the mountain and a dragon entering the sea. Those monks who have always been kind to others suddenly became Shura from hell.

Unexpectedly, he went straight in the direction of Bao Bao Temur. If there was resistance and obstruction, he would be shot to death.

With such fearless momentum and such extraordinary combat power, the original troops in the hall could not resist and retreated one after another.

But when they quit, deep despair poured out of their hearts.

If there was a big empty field outside the temple, it was a disaster area with heavy casualties for the original army.

Because the space here is small and the density of personnel combat power is high.

When the gate closest to the temple fell straight down, the soldiers stationed outside the hall were the most seriously injured.

These people are the strongest elites recruited by Paul Paul Moore. Now they are dead and wounded, and there is sadness everywhere.

Several soldiers who seemed to be in perfect shape did not look at the several Shangguan nobles who escaped from Cang Huang in the hall. All their minds were placed under the cornerstone column of the flawless gate, where there were their brothers buried and suppressed in the ground.

"Brother! Brother!"

"Big brother!"

These people had already thrown away their weapons. While kowtowing their heads in the direction of the main hall of Huangjue temple, they began to dig this hard stone like foundation land with meat palms.