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Chapter 837 No.13 Transmission (12)

Locate outside the royal city.

In the darkness covering the barren hills and low hills, there is a long dragon of flames, meandering through the chaotic mountains.

The blazing fire finally stopped under a lonely mountain.

The flames reflected a group of soldiers dressed in various Tubo armors and leather helmets, with scarlet flags stuck behind them. Many Tubo local standard armors, Zanpu King's personal guard armors, and ordinary soldiers' leather armors were assembled in this army. In the team, the only thing that can be used to distinguish the identity of each soldier is the red flag on their backs.

"Master, why stop here?"

In the army, several big men with helmets and armour, drove the strong horses under them, and walked out slowly.

Surrounded the armored old man at the front of the army.

The firelight reflected the old man's gray beard and hair.

He is in his twilight years, but he is in good spirits, and there are still endless fires burning in his eyes.

Hearing the questions from several generals and disciples, the old man in armor - Qu Li Guanghai Zang looked at the top of the lonely mountain in the darkness from a distance, with a smile on his old face: "This is my teacher now - the biography of your teacher's teacher. law time.

He made an appointment with me to meet on the 'Mount Gexi' outside the city of Luoxie and teach me the Dharma.

This is Gexishan.

You wait for me here, I will go up the mountain. "

The generals and disciples nodded when they heard the words.

Scatter in the team, restrain the soldiers, and let the soldiers under them rest in place.

Qu Li Guanghaizang got off the strong horse, hung the whip on the saddle, and walked towards Gexi Mountain, climbing the mountain path in the darkness, and gradually reached the top of the mountain.

He walked all the way from the bottom of the mountain, but he didn't see the iron pot prepared by the respected master in advance, he didn't see the fire on the top of the mountain, and he didn't see any other brothers. Around Gexi Mountain, it seemed that he and his soldiers were the only ones around. Team.

The armored old man's heart sank slightly.

When Venerable Master taught the Dharma last time, there were only five disciples left.

Shouldn't it be... that I'm the only one left...

Quli Guanghaizang climbed to the top of Bald Mountain.

There were no trees on the top of Gexi Mountain, and there were rocks all around. On the dark mountaintop, there was no figure of Master.

That ominous premonition also became more and more intense in Qu Li Guang Haizang's heart.

In the previous [-] lectures, the revered master would have waited early on the "mountain" for everyone's arrival and cooked a pot of broth for everyone, but this time, Qu Li Guanghaizang had already waited on the top of the mountain After half an hour, there was still no sign of the revered master.

What happened?
Standing on the side of the mountain, the old man in armor saw a group of cavalry rushing out of the night with red flags on their backs, and that cavalry team quickly approached his troops.

His expression didn't change.

It is known that the cavalry team carrying the red flag is his scout who scattered around to scout for news.

Some generals greeted the troops and communicated with the cavalry.

Not long after, the general led the cavalry back to the army.

Qu Liguang Haizang's troops gradually heard bursts of noise.

There were bursts of exclamations and cheers.

what happened?
A thought just flashed through Qu Li Guanghaizang's mind—at this moment, he suddenly felt that the breath of "Dahua Yuan" was getting stronger and stronger among the hidden treasures floating around—the red tide surged in the sky, and the red tide was churning, Suddenly, he jumped over the top of Gexi Mountain where Quli Guanghaizang was located.

The rich Dahua original breath dissipated from the red tide.

The red tide also dissipated silently in the night.

——Qu Li Guanghaizang saw a human head appear at the position where the red tide dissipated.

He stared at the human head, opened his mouth suddenly, and let out a miserable cry: "Master, Master——"

He rushed over in a hurry, and picked up the pale head on the ground with its eyes tightly closed.

——That was the head of his teacher, 'Yuan Mo'.

"How could this be? Master, how could this be?" Qu Li Guanghaizang held the head in his hands. He couldn't believe his eyes, but the iron-like facts were right in front of him. His teacher, Yuan Mo, lost everything. The head of the breath of life was held in his hands!

……

Qu Li Guanghaizang tore off the hem of his robe, and wrapped his head carefully.

He walked down the mountain with an infinitely sad face.

But all the soldiers under his command were full of joy on their faces.

Such a warm atmosphere lingered in the army.

As a result, several generals did not notice the sadness on Qu Li Guanghaizang's face.

Everyone greeted the teacher who came down the mountain with his head on his back, and cheered repeatedly: "Teacher!"

"teacher!"

"The news came from the scouts that King Zanpu has been killed in Lakda!

People from all over the country revolted one after another, and the heirs of King Zanpu who were scattered all over the place were all conquered! "

"The leader of the secret Buddhist sect, 'Master Jinglian', who was severely injured in Lakda, has led the mother of the Buddha to move to Xijiacuo, and a hundred disciples, to go to various places in secret Tibet to find 'termas' and heal Your own injuries!"

"We were worried that we would not be able to push down these two mountains—unexpectedly, these two mountains were pushed down first!"

"Teacher, our career finally has hope!"

The disciples gathered around Quli Guanghaizang, talking in a hurry.

Qu Li Guanghai Zang silently listened to the reports of his disciples.

He raised his face and scanned the smug faces of his disciples.

His lips moved, and he asked his disciples softly: "Who killed King Zanpu?
Who severely injured the supreme leader of Buddhism? "

The disciples looked at each other for a moment.

They all replied: "No one knows the person's first and last name."

"Some people say that the man killed King Zanpu first on the Lakda Plain, and Master Jinglian came to reinforce him. He then fought with Master Jinglian and severely injured Master Jinglian. Red!"

"Countless gods gathered on Lakda Plain.

The sky and the earth are full of their mournful cries. "

"It was a man with bloodshot eyes."

"I heard that he also has a body of thousands of feet and twelve arms of the God of God's retinue."

"There are also white bones and skeletons accompanying him."

"..."

"I know, I know." Qu Li Guanghaizang nodded, with a smile on his face, "This is a good thing after all. King Zanpu's lineage is destroyed, and Master Jinglian is severely injured and has no time to care about him. A good thing after all.

It's almost dawn.

Let's bury the pot and make a meal here.

Congratulations on this good deed. "

"Yes!"

The generals responded one after another.

Qu Li Guanghaizang carried Yuanmo's head on his back and walked to a secluded place.

He hugged the head, tears rolled silently from his eyes.

……

"Is it this mountain? Why didn't I see other brothers and sisters?"

"That's the mountain.

The No. 13 Dharma transmission that Master said, "Under the Hill" is here. "

In the darkness, there was a slight dialogue sound.

A group of people in simple but thick clothes gathered at the foot of a low hill.

Wujin Jiangqu was talking with her husband.

She looked up at the silent hill in the darkness, then turned to her husband Dorji and said, "I'll go up and have a look."

"I'll go with you." Duoji took the baby in Wujin Jiangqu's arms, and said to the people behind him, "Ujin and I will go up the mountain to have a look, and I'll tell you what happens later!
The No. 13 lectures of the respected master are here.

He won't stop coming! "

"Okay! Brother Dorji, then be careful!"

"We are waiting at the foot of the mountain!"

"We brought our self-raised cattle and sheep, hoping to share them with Yuanmo..."

Dorje nodded, followed Wujin Jiangqu, whose expression became anxious, and hurried up the mountain with her.

There was no one on the mountain.

Wujin Jiangqu's expression was inexplicable.

"Wujin, what's wrong with you?" Duoji looked at the uneasy look on Wujin Jiangqu's face, and felt uneasy, "Did we go the wrong way?

Under the hill, isn't it here? "

His wife Wujin Jiangqu shook her head and said in a low voice: "I don't know either.

It's just that I have a bad feeling.

It seems like something bad, something serious has happened..."

Dorje became even more nervous when he heard this.

Ever since his wife was granted the seal of the 'Dahua Benyuan' spell, her intuition has always been accurate.

Since she said so now, it showed that something terrible must have happened.

What will happen?
Is 'under that hill' no longer a safe place?
While the husband and wife were thinking about it, a gust of scarlet wind came from the sky.

Low wailing sounds circulated in the red wind.

Phantoms of beasts hovered in the red wind.

The form of 'Yuanmo Fuxing Shadow' meanders in the red wind, silently watching Wujin Jiangqu and Dorje for a while——Wujin Jiangqu reaches out to 'Yuanmo Fuxing Shadow', but her arm pierces After passing the other party's illusory figure, tears suddenly flowed from her eyes: "Ah Fu, Ah Fu—have you already died?

My teacher, what happened to him? "

"Woo..." Long Ni Laifu's phantom wept in a low voice.

The red wind dissipated.

The phantoms of the gang also dissipated.

The position where the gust of wind stayed, only left a broken body.

When Wujin Jiangqu and Duoji saw the mutilated bodies, they all burst into tears.

When the people down the mountain heard the mournful wailing on the mountain, they immediately felt abnormal. The young and strong people drew out their knives and walked up the hill together—an even louder wailing sound spread throughout the mountains!
While weeping, they pieced together the mutilated corpses into a headless tall body.

Wujin Jiangqu held up a woman's head covered with faint yellow scales. The woman's head did not match the tall body on the ground at all!

She recognized the headless body on the ground.

All Yuanmo's disciples recognize Yuanmo's figure.

……

Kalachakra Calendar, Year of the Fire Ox, July.

King Zanpu was beheaded by the 'Yuan Mo'.

The heirs of the kings who divided the lands were all cut off by the rebel army.

The lineage of King Zanpu was destroyed.

Master Jinglian, the master of Dabaishan Wang Temple, was seriously injured by Yuan Mo.

In order to search for the fragments of the "five virtues" scattered throughout the secret treasures, Master Jinglian led more than a hundred disciples, and the mother of the Buddha moved to Xijiacuo to accompany her around, searching for treasures in various places in the secret treasures.

It is rumored that although Master Jinglian killed Yuan Mo, he was seriously injured by Yuan Mo's desperate counterattack. His mind was sometimes sober and sometimes chaotic, and he was unable to preside over the Secret Binding Buddhism. group'.

There are differences among the four divisions, and the mutual strife within the Secret Binding Buddhism is intensifying.

The Tubo Dynasty fell apart.

The rebel army rose up, and the rioters plundered the land.

The flames of war that were originally aimed at nobles and lords quickly spread to innocent civilians.

The leaders who overthrew the tyranny made peace with the nobles, lords, and upper-level monks, and controlled the authority of the entire Secret Tibet.

The red tide was wiped out.

The monks took control of the power, and in order to prevent the righteous people from rising again, a harsher rule came to the hidden land.

(End of this chapter)