The first cause of all realms

Chapter 689 Summer of 29!
woohoo~
At this moment, the night was over, and the sky was filled with white light, but the moment he opened his mouth, everyone in front of and behind the Dao Palace felt their hearts go dark.

In a trance, I only felt a big black sun falling in the city, trying to pull the whole city into an endless abyss.

In the sea-like darkness, there seemed to be a bird with a human face and a bird body, and a giant bird with dark red and hairless wings stood in it.

Wearing a pointed crown on one head, long hair shawl, wearing a wreath and heavenly robe, and wearing rings and bracelets, the strange figure of Buddha stands on the giant bird.

While the Ruoyouuowu Sanskrit sound was spreading, in front of the Taoist Palace several miles away, there were people who couldn't help but want to worship.

If you see gods and Buddhas.

"scold!"

Seeing this, the old man let out a thunderous roar, and the sound waves exploded like thunder, only then did he dispel the mind-sinking alien power in the Sanskrit sound.

"I heard that Zhang Xuanba, in order to protect future generations, spent a lot of rare and rare iron to refine his general 'Han Shan' into a Taoist soldier..."

There is light in the darkness, and Fanru's eyes are like a mirror, reflecting the old man with loose hair in front of the Taoist palace. After a little thought, he recognized his identity,
Slight admiration:
"Who would have expected that 400 years later, Zhang Yuanzhu's shadow is still protecting his descendants..."

Taoist? !
Hearing this, even the old officials who wanted to reprimand him for calling Taizu's name could not help but feel shocked, and their eyes turned horrified when they looked at the old man with disheveled hair.

"General Han Shan?!"

Except for the expressionless Emperor Qianheng, Princess Longyuan and a group of important ministers couldn't help being surprised.

The name of Cold Mountain is also well-known in Daming.

Since ancient times, the struggle between the Central Plains and foreign races has never stopped. There have been great defeats in which the emperor of the Central Plains was looted, and naturally there were also great victories in which the horse stepped on a foreign race.

In the last Ming Dynasty, only Han Shan had ever conquered the capital of a foreign race, captured its king, and destroyed its country!

The old man's expression was indifferent, and he didn't seem to be touched in any way, or maybe he didn't have complete spiritual wisdom at all, but with his light reprimand, his aura also rose from him.

hum!
In an instant, the void seemed to become scorching hot, and the strong sound of iron and blood killing was clanging.

"Hanshan?"

In the northwest corner of the Taoist Palace, Wang Muzhi had already escaped from the prison at some point, and stopped in front of his teacher.

His clothes fluttered in the wind, he looked at the old man with disheveled hair, and he knew in his heart that the one who has been watching him these days is Han Shan.

I just didn't expect it to be a 'dao soldier'.

"Refining the most loyal generals under his command into Dharma protectors with incomplete spiritual wisdom, the old Zhang family's ruthlessness is really inherited from the ancestors..."

His thoughts turned, but he didn't care much, his eyes moved, and he looked at the old monk standing in the darkness, who seemed to be unable to see through his eyes:

"The master's eyes are like torches, and Wang admires him."

Fanruyi, the head of the Buddha, the highest practitioner of Buddhism, is also the longest-surviving martial saint in the world. More than 100 years ago, he was already a famous person in the world.

Unlike the old demon of Black Mountain, he has been practicing in Tianlun Temple for more than a hundred years. Even in the battle of Liuji Mountain, he never stepped out of the mountain gate.

I'm afraid it's just...

"Fan Ruyi, if you dare to enter the customs without authorization, aren't you afraid of triggering a war between the two countries?"

An accompanying veteran reprimanded him.

"War between the two countries?"

Ignoring the old minister's intentions, Fanru raised his eyebrows and glanced at Wang Muzhi in a little surprise:

"God on duty, splitting light and turning shadows? I haven't been out of the mountain gate for a long time, but I don't know that there is another person in my way in the world. Very good, very good. You can go by yourself, I will not make things difficult for you..."

"This is not a good place, Wang wants to leave..."

Glancing at his teacher, Wang Muzhi shook his head slightly.

Going, of course it is not easy to go.

But if he wanted to save the foolish king, it was absolutely impossible.

Fortunately, Xu Wenji's face was as deep as water, but he didn't ask for it, he just said in a deep voice, "Why did the old monk come here?"

"This old man is here, for him!"

Fanru raised his hand and pointed at Emperor Qianheng surrounded by the crowd.

"Um?!"

Xu Wenji's heart skipped a beat:
"ceremony?"

The rest of the people looked different, and most of them also had this idea in their hearts.

Fan Ruyi is the head of Dali Buddha with a high status. If he really wanted to fight against Da Ming, such a person would never come to lead the battle alone.

"almost."

Surrounded by the gloomy black light, Fan Ruyi nodded slightly, not even concealing his intention of coming:
"I have been waiting for this day for many years. Compared with His Majesty the Emperor of Ming Dynasty, I won't let me return without success..."

This……

Outside the Dao Palace, the atmosphere changed again.

There is something wrong with the eyes of all the veterans, if so...

"On the eve of Taizu's death, General Hanshan was invited to come to the palace. No one knows how the two discussed it, but Taizu did not force..."

Emperor Qianheng's face darkened, and he looked at the ministers, but unexpectedly, he first explained the origin of Hanshan.

After all, I didn't care whether other people believed it or not, so I bowed slightly to the famous old man named Han Shan:
"General, this beast is the head of a Buddha of a foreign race, and I need you to do it..."

Boom!

Before the person finished speaking, he heard a roar, and the darkness in front of him was instantly replaced by flames, and the figure shrouded in iron-blooded evil spirit,
Like a meteor, it crashed into the dark abyss above the long street several miles away.

"Fan Ruyi..."

A faint white light flashed across Emperor Qianheng's cuffs, his face was as heavy as iron, and he glanced at Xu Wenji, but then moved away and looked away.

Boom!

In the darkness, the light exploded.

And accompanied by a loud noise, the densely packed streets and alleys had long been filled, and the walking corpses who were fascinated by the mantra and lost themselves also silently launched a charge.

"kill!"

Without any words, Jin Yiwei, Liu Fanmen, and military masters who had already swarmed over had already greeted him.

The war broke out.

"People are the enemy of the country!"

Fifth Jie approached with a sigh, and exchanged a glance with his senior brother without any trace, but as soon as he raised his hand, he met Xu Wenji's cold gaze.

"teacher……"

Fifth Jie let go of his hand embarrassingly, but also sighed:
"Fan Ruyi is not an idler, except for Prince Zhao, there is almost no one in the world who can stop him. Even if the senior brother breaks through that threshold, he is still invincible.

Moreover, the Shuiyun Pass has been broken for many days, maybe the aliens have already entered the pass..."

Wang Muzhi lightly rolled up his cuffs, didn't say a word, just looked at him.

Looking at the iron-blooded fire that was burning fiercely on the long street and was quickly suppressed, Xu Wenji was silent for a moment, and said:
"If you can't do it, save the people, not the king..."

……

……

Qianheng, in the summer of the 29th year, Zhang Xuanba, Zhao Wang of the Western Mansion, died in the snow field outside the Great Wall.

In the same month, at Dali Eternal Tianlun Temple, the head of the Buddha Brahma Ruyi conquered Shuiyun Pass and subdued Lin Qitian, one of the three masters of Longyuan.

King Youhan of the Golden Tent Court 'Laidu' led the three bannermen under his command to enter Yunzhou.

On that day, [-] old soldiers came from the south to fight fiercely against Fan Ruyi outside Longyuan City.

Emperor Qianheng fled.

(End of this chapter)