Wang Gang brought Ning Que and Jun Mo to the Buddhist Kingdom with Shi Zhan Wu Jie.
At this time, civil strife was occurring in the Buddhist Kingdom. Hundreds of thousands of serfs, led by Xia Hou, fought against the Buddhist soldiers of the Buddhist Kingdom.
Liansheng thirty-two proclaimed himself the Great Sun Venerable, founded Hinayana Buddhism, incited serfs to revolt, and overthrew the Xuankong Temple headed by the first lecturer.
After a long battle, Xiahou integrated more than 300,000 northern troops into the serfs, and instantly raised an army of one million, setting off an uprising storm in the territory ruled by Buddhism.
Wang Gang, Ning Que and Jun Mo stood on the hill, looking at the melee of millions of people below. They didn't know who to help for a moment.
"This Liansheng Thirty-Two has some skills. He was able to establish a new religion in the land ruled by Xuankong Temple in a short period of time and incite the serfs to rebel." Wang Gang said with a chuckle.
"Before Liansheng Thirty-Two was trapped, his influence in the Buddhist sect was not small. Now that Xiahou is helping him, he is even more powerful." Jun Mo sighed:
"It's just that those serfs suffered and became victims of the game between the two sides."
Ning Que asked Wang Gang: "Second brother, Xiahou has been hiding among millions of troops, how can we kill him?"
Wang Gang snorted coldly: "It's not difficult to kill Xiahou. The most important thing for us this time is to take back the 300,000 troops to suppress the north in his hands.
The Zhenbei Army belongs to the Tang Dynasty army, how could it be brought by Xiahou to attack the Buddha Kingdom?"
Jun Mo said: "The Zhenbei Army only recognizes the Marquis of Xia and does not recognize the imperial edict of the King of Tang. How can we take back our 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 pig, will Xiahou listen to him?"
Wang Gang asked Ye Hongyu to keep Xiong Chumo alive just to control the Xiling Temple.
He had already planned to ask the goddess to ask Xiong Chumo to pass the position of headmaster to Ye Su in the name of Haotian, and Ye Hongyu would inherit the position of the Great Priest of Judgment.
In this way, most of the power of the Xiling Divine Kingdom is in the hands of the Ye Su brothers and sisters.
With Xiling's influence on the countries in the Western Regions, Ye Su could order the River Kingdom to send troops to put pressure on Xiahou, and even attack Xiahou's army with the Buddhist soldiers from Xuankong Temple.
As for Xiong Chumo after his abdication, he had no use value and was naturally left to Ye Hongyu's disposal. She had long wanted to use the punishment of the Adjudication Division on Xiong Chumo several times.
In order to ensure that Xiong Chumo can stay alive, Ye Hongyu also masters Xiling magic. Whenever Xiong Chumo is about to die, Ye Hongyu uses magic to bring him back from the line of death.
Now Xiong Chumo has stopped begging for mercy, he just wants to die!
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Xiahou was surrounded by millions of troops. During this period, he did not dare to leave the military camp for fear that he would be chased by the academy as soon as he went out.
Liansheng Thirty-Two was not in the military camp. After he established Theravada Buddhism, he went to Washan alone to find Master Naqishan.
Master Qishan, a great Buddhist sect, the elder of Lanke Temple, and the illegitimate son of the former Xuankong Temple’s first preacher.
He is the most senior person in Xuankong Temple, and even in the whole world of cultivation. Except for a special place like the academy, most people in the world must act as disciples in front of him.
The most talked about thing about Master Qishan is that in order to save the victims of the Southern Jin Dynasty, even though he was seriously ill, he still jumped into the river to stop the flood for a day and a night. His cultivation was completely ruined, and he lived in seclusion in Washan Lu.
It had been a month since Liansheng Thirty-Two went to Washan, and there was no news at all. He only asked Xiahou to summon the serfs and try his best to drag away the Buddhist soldiers from Xuankong Temple.
The fighting ability of the serfs was not high. During this period, Xiahou had been using the Tang Dynasty Zhenbei Army to resist the Buddhist soldiers, and the battle suffered great losses.
Xiahou also heard that the Xuankong Temple had invited the chief sermon speaker and would come to the battlefield soon, and the rebel army would be destroyed by then.
Xiahou's heart bleeds as he heard his subordinates coming over one after another to report the losses of the Zhenbei Army. He wanted to retreat several times, but remembering Liansheng Thirty-Two's methods, he retreated again and again.
When Wang Gang showed up with Ning Que, instead of panicking, Xiahou felt relieved.
"Mr. Wang Da, you are finally here." Xia Hou was sitting in the tent, looking like a general.
"Xiahou, kneel down and receive the decree." Wang Gang took out Li Zhongyi's imperial decree and said.
Xiahou did not kneel down when he saw the imperial edict, but just asked Wang Gang.
"Is my little sister okay?"
Wang Gang said coldly: "You openly betrayed the Tang Dynasty, but the king of Tang understood everything clearly and did not vent his anger on the queen."
Xia Hou felt relieved and said: "That's good, that's good."
While talking, Xiahou threw out a command talisman and said: "Don't read the imperial edict. This is the tiger talisman of the Zhenbei Army. Take them back to the Tang Dynasty!"
Wang Gang squinted his eyes and said, "It seems that you have already prepared for the worst. Why did you go with Liansheng Thirty-two in the first place?"
Xia Hou smiled bitterly and said: "He is my mentor after all. If it hadn't been for him, my little sister and I would have starved to death in the wilderness."
Ning Que said disdainfully: "I didn't expect that General Xiahou, who killed countless people, was also an emotional person."
Xiahou looked at Ning Que and said, "Mr. Thirteen, I, Xiahou, have killed countless people in my life. I have committed many sins, but I am by no means a heartless person."
Ning Que held the handle of the knife in his hand, filled with murderous intent, and said: "Xiahou, today is the day you die."
Xia Hou chuckled and said: "Mr. Thirteen, it's not easy for you to kill me. If it were Mr. Wang Da, it would be about the same."
Wang Gang shook his head and said: "Xiahou, your opponent today is Ning Que. I will not interrupt your duel."
With a wave of his right hand, Xiahou and Ning Que disappeared at the same time and arrived at the mountain twenty miles away from the military camp.
Ning Que drew his sword and cut, and Haoran's sword was used with his sword, but what he slashed with was still the energy of Haoran's sword.
Bang.
Xiahou did not dodge or evade, and allowed Ning Que to hit him. The armor on his body emitted a yellow mysterious light, but Ning Que was unable to hit him.
"The bright light armor I am wearing is invulnerable to swords and guns, water and fire. It is a first-class treasure in the world. You should have beheaded just now." Xiahou punched Ning Que in the abdomen, knocking him away.
"Before my death, I, Marquis Xia, was able to recruit one of my master's direct disciples to support me, so I would be considered a worthy death."
Ning Que stood up with difficulty, took out the 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, blocking Ning Que's attack.
"Mr. Wang Da asked you to come alone to kill me, which was his biggest mistake."
Xiahou laughed evilly, took a big step, and instantly closed the distance with Ning Que. His iron fist hit Ning Que's sword hard.
when!
Ning Que's sword broke and he was knocked back several hundred meters again.
"I, the Marquis of Xia, whose surname is Xia Minghou, have fought more than a thousand battles in my life, and I have been invincible in every battle. Even if I were to die today, I would not surrender without mercy.
Mr. Thirteen, with your current strength, you still can’t kill me!”
Ning Que stood up again, his whole body exuding awe-inspiring sword energy, and a steady stream of vitality from heaven and earth merged into his body.
"It turns out that Mr. Thirteen is also possessed by a demon." Xia Hou saw Haoran's anger and couldn't help but smile: "Interesting!"
Ning Que gritted his teeth and said, "Xiahou, no matter what the price is, I will kill you today."
A beam of light descended from the sky and merged into Ning Que's body. His original cultivation level in the realm of knowing destiny increased infinitely, gradually surpassing the five realms.
"Apocalypse!" Xiahou exclaimed: "How can you use Apocalypse! Borrow Haotian's power!"
