"Wang Xuan is now in charge of Jusha Army. I'm afraid it won't be easy to solve this problem." King Wen Shemi shook his head.

He was very aware of Jusha's difficulties. When Jusha had just formed an army, Buddhism sent people to snipe it several times.

It's a pity that... the success failed. It's relatively easy to form an army in Jusha. It's not worth it to use the Grandmaster to fight the opponent.

So Buddhism simply followed Jusha and set up a similar unit, the Bronze Men.

Mu Chengwei was originally the best candidate to be the leader of the Tongren, but unfortunately...

"It is a foregone conclusion that Wang Xuan is in charge of Jusha, but today, he wrote a memorial to that person, which detailed the deep sea area in the northern part of Yuanxi, and there is a huge vein of purple snow stone." Black cassock said calmly.

"If my estimate is good, it won't be long before that person will have the idea of ​​heading to Yuanxi."

"What do you mean?" Secret King Wen She asked in confusion.

He had been in seclusion in the snow mountain for a long time and didn't understand what the abbot meant.

"Intercept the Sand Gathering Army and don't let that one get too many Purple Snow Stones. Once the Sand Gathering Army goes overseas, the constant flow of real beasts and Purple Snow Stones will be enough to allow its military strength to expand rapidly." Black cassock turned and looked at

Continuous snow-capped mountains in the distance.

The endless white is like the purest white paper, without any trace of staining.

"So, we have to be prepared with both hands."

"I understand..." Wen She said with a clear face.

The attempt to capture Wang Xuan failed, and as a result, a veteran Buddhist master, Wushi, was lost.

If Emperor Dingyuan later wants to send troops out of Yuanxi to conquer the Zixue Stone Mine, then the Buddhist sect will also have to intervene. Even if it cannot stop it, it will still get the same benefits.

After all, the Bronze Man Project also requires a large amount of purple snow stone.

However, he was very curious as to how powerful this Wang Xuan was, that he could single-handedly force the abbot who had been practicing seclusion for many years to show up in person?

"As for Wang Xuan." The voice in black cassock paused, "Daozi, the dignified leader of the Taoist sect, sneaked into Da Yue and lay dormant in disguise. Since he cannot be captured, let's destroy him completely..."

As long as his identity is exposed, Emperor Dingyuan's trust in him is destroyed, and then he attacks and kills him personally while he is weak.

The genius of a generation is nothing more than a withered skeleton.

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Wei He looked at the moon with his hands behind his hands.

The stars twinkled in the night sky and the full moon hung high.

The faint clouds are like silk threads, floating slowly one by one. However, they cannot block the shining starlight.

The actual combat training of the Jusha Army will begin soon.

But he's still waiting.

Waiting for some news from the royal capital.

At this time, the Jusha troops who had just undergone training had returned to their respective military camp residences to rest.

There was no one around at this time. He was relaxing alone in the nearby stone forest.

Because of the brutality and tyranny he showed, all the soldiers in the Jusha Army obviously had no respect for him, and were more just afraid of him.

When he waved away his personal guards, no one dared to stay by his side.

But it doesn't matter.

Fear is also a form of attention.

"If you want to turn everything around and swim against the current, the only one you can rely on is yourself."

Wei He stretched out his hand and gently placed it on a stone pillar, letting a black beetle crawl along the stone pillar and onto his finger.

"Since the master of Buddhism is here, why hide your head and show your tail? How about coming out to see him?"

His voice was clear and spread in all directions.

The sound lines automatically echoed and dispersed along the gaps in the stone forest.

After waiting for a while, a long sigh came from the darkness deep in the stone forest.

An old monk with pale skin and no hair slowly walked out of the darkness.

"It is rumored that General Wang Xuan is extremely talented and has extraordinary strength. He made a sneak attack in the arena and killed my Buddhist master. The poor monk refused to accept it and came here to ask for advice."

Wei He grinned.

"You monk, you are so dishonest. You will do it if you want to, but you still have to find so many high-sounding excuses."

"This place is where the Jusha Army Formation is located, so the poor monk came here just to meet the general face to face."

The old monk's eyes were clear in black and white, and his pupils were erected, like some kind of reptile.

"Meet each other?" Wei He was wary. These Buddhists actually started to make plans?

Aren't they always violent?

"Since General Wang can attack and kill my Buddhist master at a level other than that of a master, he should have expected the consequences today." The old monk applauded softly.

Behind Wei He, another person slowly walked out. He was a burly monk four meters tall with bronze skin.

"You still haven't given up?" Wei He was surprised.

Two masters took action... Did Buddhism take him too seriously?

Moreover, now that he is in charge of Jusha, even if the military formation is not activated, he can gather the soldiers into formation in a very short time.

Therefore, I am afraid that these two monks came here just for testing. And they did it privately.

Let’s test how powerful he can be now that he’s in charge of Jusha.

But that’s fine too.

Wei He raised his hand, and the black cloak behind him rotated with the airflow, slowly pulling back.

The three of them were silent for a while.

puff!

Wei He held it in his hand, and the air surged and exploded, like a bomb.

His figure flashed, leaving only a gray shadow on the spot.

It's more than ten meters away in an instant.

King Wen She Mi raised his arms, his muscles expanded rapidly, his arms bulged, and he stepped forward to meet him.

Bang!!!

A shadow suddenly hit his hand, and a layer of white air exploded between the two of them.

A layer of strong wind radiated outwards from the feet of the two people and exploded.

In this exchange of blows, Wei He was slightly weaker, took a few steps back, his figure flickered like a ghost, and rushed towards another four-meter-tall bronze monk.

He quickly circled the bronze monk and dodged, then turned around and hit him with an elbow in the middle of his waistcoat.

The huge force made the bronze monk stagger.

Under normal conditions, Wei He today has a full strength of 700,000 kilograms, which is not far behind the grandmaster's normal strength of one million.

Although it's not as good as a head-on confrontation, it won't be a crushing instant kill.

Like before, he could only rely on strong defense to survive, but it was different now.

"The heart of Brahma is with me!" King Wen She Mi heard a long groan, and the skin of his body quickly turned red.

"Become a Buddha immediately!"

He pushed forward with both palms at the same time.

With a tear, his feet were crawling like a giant python. In the blink of an eye, red scales appeared all over his body, and his body expanded rapidly to five meters.

"Dharmakaya, three-headed viper!"

The heads of two bloody giant pythons shot out from the flesh and blood on his back.

Just at the moment when the palm was released, the Dharmakaya was fully revealed, so fast that Wei He didn't even have time to react.

At the same time, the bronze monk roared, picked up a stone pillar with both hands, broke the stone pillar with a dull click, and then smashed it forward.

A huge force of more than one million kilograms, accompanied by the mass of the stone pillar, crashed into Wei He at a high speed of twice the speed of sound.

There are giant palms in front and stone pillars in the back.

Both are attacks that weigh more than one million kilograms at the master level. Even after the frontal explosion of the body of the Secret King Wenshen, the power has climbed to more than 1.8 million kilograms.

The huge shadows in front and behind instantly enveloped Wei He, making him unable to dodge.

Adding up the force before and after, the force was nearly three million kilograms. Even if it was lost due to the angle, it was far beyond the limit that Wei He could handle at this time.

Before Wei He took charge of Jusha, he would have avoided this attack no matter what.
To be continued...