Hao Yidao stared at him for a long time, with clear eyes. He found that this young monk was so advanced that it was really hard to understand. He turned to ask: "Most of the walking monks in Mingwang Temple are at the peak of the ninth level. There are not many monks who can compete with Emperor Wu."
"More, if that demon girl is really cruel enough to call her to be born in perfection, wouldn't she still be unable to defeat her?"
The young monk was dissatisfied: "If you can't beat me, you will still fight. Besides, don't you also need to bring in reinforcements?"
Hao Yidao laughed: "That's right. I will give you a long experience to see what a real rescuer is."
Compared with the complicated method of the real young monk sending Buddha's message thousands of miles away, his method is much simpler.
After walking a few steps, he raised his eyes to the sky, casually inserted the boning knife into the ground, twisted the earth into incense, used blood as a medium, hit a part of the blade with his palm, and howled at the top of his lungs: "Immortal you!"
Come quickly!"
The young monk's face was full of embarrassment: "Is this the end?"
"It's over."
Not to mention the little monk's weird expression, even Scarface, who was meditating not far away and was about to comprehend the gift of the sword, swayed and almost went crazy.
The next day.
The morning sun rises in the east, and the giant cocoon is bathed in the light, coating the surrounding area with a golden color, far more brilliant than the yellow sand, but there is no movement inside the cocoon.
There are still a large number of innate warriors stationed within a radius of several thousand miles, all of whom are here for the birth of the divine mine.
When the robbers went west and the dust settled around the sacred mine, many people took a chance and immediately returned to the Hundred Emperors battlefield, hoping to find scattered crystal stones among the corpses everywhere!
Yesterday, the golden sun shot straight into the sky, but it attracted all these people.
When the sky turned white, the scarred face who woke up from trance was immediately startled by what he saw. The sky high in the sky and the nearby sand dunes were filled with human figures, just like the first scene when the divine mine appeared!
In fact, as early as midnight, many innate warriors had arrived.
Since they didn't know what this huge golden cocoon was, some people thought it was a natural treasure and started to test it, but they were all frightened away by the light of Hao Yidao's sword.
But the number of people gathered more and more, including some senior figures from medium-sized cities. Such a shock was far from enough... Until Hao Yidao chopped off the head of an old man from the seventh heaven; the young monk fought against a strong man from the sixth heaven.
With one punch, one of his arms was completely destroyed, so no one came forward rashly!
Many people are even more certain that the golden cocoon is not a vulgar object. Instead, they think it is a meteorite that fell from the sky!
For a moment, it was so confusing that Hao Yidao and others ignored this situation.
If this trend continues, even before Yan Meier brings her people back to seek revenge, this area will already become very lively!
At the same time, Scarface was still worried about another thing.
In this area, there are still many descendants of the Qin robbers who are looking for Liu Shuzhu's whereabouts. They were stopped by Yan Meier selfishly before, so that his hiding place was not exposed. But it stands to reason that Hao Yidao and the young monk were mixed with Liu Shuzhu at that time.
The spiritual images of the two of them should also be within the search range.
It's just that he thought about one thing wrong. Qin Mubai didn't expect that the two of them could survive at that time, so this worry was unnecessary.
the next day.
The identity of Wuhua Assassin was recognized. A brave man attacked him for the sky-high bounty, and some people took the opportunity to plot the golden cocoon. Hao Yidao teamed up with the young monk and killed more than a dozen people in a row.
There are still people who are ready to take action!
For the past few days, it can be said that he has been on tenterhooks. The more lively this place is, the more dangerous it will be for Liu Shuzhu!
If the reinforcements haven't arrived yet, but a powerful warrior from Emperor Wu passes by or comes here on a special trip, and they insist on splitting the golden cocoon to see what's inside, Hao Yidao and the young monk may not be able to stop them even if they want to.
On the fourth day, the Qin family's children gathered together.
They were ordered to search for people in this area. Although they failed to recognize the connection between Hao Yidao and Liu Shuzhu, they also caused greater trouble.
A middle-aged man from the Qin family walked forward, waved and raised a Qin family's stolen flag. Although it was a replica, the back represented the supreme majesty of the entire stolen Qin family!
"This giant golden cocoon was discovered by us first. It should belong to the thieves. The rest of the gang should retreat from this place as soon as possible!"
This kind of tone, this kind of arrogance, this kind of rogueness is common to warriors in the desert. The thieves are ultimately an alliance of bandits. No one dares to steal the treasure they are interested in.
Once the big bandit flag comes out, who can compete?
Secretly, many people were gloating: "The Five-flowered Assassin and the little monk are in trouble."
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Hao Yidao stood up and raised his knife. The flagpole was broken in the middle. The little leader of the thieves who had reached the eighth level of cultivation was cut into eight pieces with one knife!
One knife, eight yuan.
"If you don't want to get closer to your newly born old skeleton, why are you here making trouble?" Hao Yidao said calmly.
The remaining twenty-odd Qin family disciples were killed by the deboning knife and six or seven more were killed before they fled. Hao Yidao had no time to pursue them.
"This guy is crazy!"
"This boy is bound to die!"
The five-flowered assassin killed Qin Yi while chatting and laughing.
This deed will soon spread, adding to Hao Yidao's infamous reputation.
The little monk innocently scratched his bald head and said happily: "This knife makes it beautiful."
It’s just a mentality of not being itchy when there are too many lice. Anyway, it’s a feud with the thieves, one family and seven families. The thieves have a skeleton king who will never die. Doesn’t Buddhism also have a golden Arhat? Who is afraid of whom?
As the ten-day period approaches, Scarface's heart never drops.
On the eighth day, we finally met a difficult person!
A city lord from a nearby medium-sized city came over after hearing the news. He was more than nine hundred and thirty-six years old, his deadline was approaching, and he was at the peak of the Nine Heavens, the powerful Martial King!
He raised his hand to break the blade, trying to break the golden cocoon, but Hao Yidao refused to retreat. He fought with him for a whole day, and then at the last moment, he transformed into a huge sword body and chopped him under the sword!
However, his entire body also lost its fighting power.
A few days ago, he killed King Wu with his sword, and then Liu Shuzhu absorbed a lot of essence. After days of fierce fighting, he finally reached his limit. He sat cross-legged around the golden cocoon, refining crystals to heal his injuries, and called Scarface to him.
He said to him: "I am unable to fight anymore. I need to calm down and recuperate. When the situation is really bad and Emperor Wu comes in person, do you still remember the story I told you? Just hand this knife to the person who comes.
Keeping it will shock him."
Scarface took the boning knife solemnly, feeling grateful in his heart. Everything he did was for Liu Shuzhu.
"You don't have to look at me like that. I never make a living at a loss. He can save me underground, so why not protect him for ten days?" Hao Yidao's words had a profound meaning, "I don't do that either.
Without selfishness, the world is vast and who can predict the future achievements?"
It was already the ninth day. Although Hao Yidao was injured, no one dared to challenge him anymore. The sword slashed King Wu, which was enough to scare the remaining innate warriors!
However, a pillar of light rose into the sky in the distance, and a team of more than two hundred people appeared in the sky, marching in a mighty manner.
The cart was soaring in the sky, with carved beams and painted pillars, and nine divine horses driving in front. The horses were snow-white and had a single horn on their heads. They stopped in the surrounding airspace.
Behind the car, dozens of beauties in white clothes accompanied them, their skirts were fluttering, and they were as beautiful as immortals descending from heaven. Each held a gold basin, a silk ribbon, and a fruit basket in their hands. There were even two women each holding a huge barrier fan.
Show dignity and majesty.
On both sides of the gorgeous car, there are people playing piano and strings, all dressed as musicians, sitting in the air, walking with the car. There are bamboo pipes, sheng and Xiao, and a huge chime, all composing a tune.
"Oh my god, why did you move everyone here?"
This scene is really too luxurious and eye-catching, with the delicate fragrance of fairy fruits, the mesmerizing guqin, and everything has a faint precious light.
Further to the rear, hundreds of cavalry formed a formation, with a solemn and murderous air. They were led by a general riding a black Pegasus. The armor clanking all over his body made a sound. The general held a big halberd in his hand, displaying extraordinary prowess.
Wherever they passed, a group of innate warriors suddenly got out of the way. This was an army composed of powerful warriors!
A heavy armored cavalryman held a dragon flag in his hand, surrounded by golden dragons, with only one word - Song.
"The Divine Mine is here, the Skeleton King is immortal, and the Dead Immortal is carrying his corpse. There is so much excitement, but we haven't caught up with any of it?"
On a soft couch in the carriage, a young man wearing an apricot yellow dragon robe lay lazily. His tone sounded a little annoyed.
In the corner of the compartment, stood a middle-aged woman with pink cheeks and dressed dignifiedly, showing her grace. She said softly: "Your Highness, there is always such excitement. There are so many people gathered here, I'm afraid
There is a lot of excitement to be seen. I will go and ask what happened, that golden cocoon seems to be very extraordinary?"
The man waved his hand and motioned for her to ask on her own. The maid Shi Wanfu bowed and walked out. With a move of her hand, an innate warrior flew towards her with a look of shock on her face.
Hao Yidao and the young monk frowned one after another.
Among the two hundred people in the team, the general with the euphorbia, the musician who rang the bell, and the middle-aged maid who had just stepped out of the car were actually the Supreme Martial Emperor. What’s more, the hundreds of black-armored heavy men who accompanied him
Riding, everyone is a Martial King!
King Wu's guard, which consists of a hundred people, is almost unmatched by its combat power as long as it remains intact and destroyed.
The young monk frowned and said: "Wang Qi with the word "Song" means the prince of the Song Dynasty from China has arrived."
Zhongzhou has ten gates, and each of the five major regions has two gates. There are two major powers in Zhongzhou, and the Song Dynasty is one of them.
The territory of China is vast, rich in resources, and most prosperous. It has thousands of kingdoms and thousands of dynasties. The Song Dynasty has been dominant in the Dragon Court for tens of thousands of years, and its territory is boundless. It is a kingdom of superiors. Among the ten major powers, only
It can only be passed down to the world in the form of a 'country'.
Hao Yidao said: "When the Giant Buddha is born, people from the Song Dynasty will of course come to join in the fun. I heard some time ago that several old emperors from the Song Dynasty have left seclusion and are probably in the desert by now."
In this team, if the prince wants to break through the golden cocoon, the two of them will no longer be able to stop him. The realm of Zhenwu is not the same as the realm of innateness. Even if Hao Yidao is at his peak, he can kill Jiuzhongtian, but he can't defeat him.
To the Human Emperor!
"You wait, I'll go up and greet him first, lest they try to get Liu Xiaozi's idea." The young monk went up against the sky.
The middle-aged maid told the prince what happened recently: "Your Highness, there is a huge amount of energy hidden in that golden cocoon, which is invisible to people and cannot be penetrated by spiritual thoughts. Do you want me to break it open and see?"
See what’s inside?”
The prince said: "Okay."
At this time, someone outside shouted: "I am the Buddhist sect of the Western Desert, the current successor of the Daming King Temple, and my dharma name is true. Come out, Zhao, I have something to tell you."
The prince said softly 'eh'.
"presumptuous!"
General Euphorbia stepped forward on his horse and shouted angrily, but then a voice came from inside the car and shouted him back calmly: "Don't be rude."
The maid lifted up the carriage curtain, and the prince stepped out, his body covered with dragon aura and glow, and he looked calm and regal.
The prince of the Song Dynasty stood up straight, looked at the young monk opposite him silently for a long time, and said with a smile: "The Thirteenth Prince of the Song Dynasty, Zhao Ziheng, has met Master Ruzhen. It is said that Master Ruzhen is extremely talented. It is true..."
The young monk scratched the back of his head and said without allowing him to finish: "I remember meeting you people from the Song Dynasty in the temple when I was very young. At that time, there was a young man named Zhao Zi or something, and he even touched me.
The head, is it yours?"
Zhao Ziheng smiled and said: "That should be Ziyun, the brother of the Four Emperors. Back then, he set foot in the Western Desert with his father." He changed his tone and said, "Master, why don't you talk about it in the car? When we were in that huge city, Zi Heng
I wanted to meet Master Ruzhen, but unfortunately I couldn't get along well with him. The monk in the temple said that it was a pity that you have not returned from your journey in the world."
"I can't remember clearly." The young monk waved his hand, "I don't have time to get close to you. You just have to go to the temple. Then you will definitely know that I am not a fake."
He pointed to the giant golden cocoon below and said in a loud voice: "I tell you, inside this golden cocoon, there are reincarnations of Buddhist Bodhisattvas practicing inside. It's okay if you come to watch the fun, but don't try to break it open.
, otherwise I won’t be happy and Patriarch Hui Fan will come to China to cause trouble for your Song Dynasty, so I’d better make it clear first.”
Zhao Ziheng was stunned: "The reincarnation of Bodhisattva?"
The maidservant and General Euphorbia also looked at each other with wonderful expressions on their faces. They entered the Western Desert a few months ago and have been staying in the giant city. Before coming to this area, they had never heard of the reincarnation of a Bodhisattva in Buddhism.
"Master Ruzhen is saying that there is one person in this golden cocoon?"
The little monk nodded, with a look of disbelief, but he was quite rude. He turned around and flew down, sitting cross-legged not far from Hao Yidao.
This behavior made the general frown slightly.
The young monk's words were deliberately sent out in a loud voice, causing an uproar among the warriors stationed around him.
In Buddhism, when did a Bodhisattva reincarnate?
Bodhisattva...has the magical power of reincarnation?
Wouldn't it be possible for a sage to lay down a great law, leave some backup plans, and come back to the world again?
Some people were surprised by the young monk's identity, and then many people suddenly realized that they thought of the corrupt young ancestor in the Daming King Temple based on the young monk's image.
Hao Yidao closed his eyes and said: "You said so earlier, why would I bother to fight with the King Wu City Lord?"
The young monk shook his head: "That man is about to die. In order to prolong his life, it is necessary to spy on the massive amounts of essence in the golden cocoon. It is useless at all."
High in the air, Prince Zhao Ziheng of the Song Dynasty was silent for a while. He did not take the young monk's attitude to heart, and murmured: "How will the Bodhisattva be reincarnated? Is Buddhism going to flourish? This is really exciting, you have to see it."
The prince Luan Jia landed in the surrounding area, stationed hundreds of cavalry, cleared a large open space, and arbitrarily drove away the nearby warriors to see the scene when the golden cocoon broke open.
As the sky gets darker, the stars gradually rise and fall, and another day passes in the blink of an eye.
Today is the tenth day, and there is still no movement in the golden cocoon. The reinforcements that the two men threatened have not yet arrived, and they feel somewhat uneasy in their hearts.
What level of helper can Yan Yaonv call upon? Will it be the ultimate person, destruction, or perfection?