number one leader

Chapter 214

On Chong'an Mountain, there was a lot of shouting and killing, and the flames shot up into the sky.

At this moment, in a remote corner not far from the mountain, there is a gazebo standing outside.

And there was a person on the pavilion, his face was as heavy as jujubes with spring and autumn, his eyes were like lightning flashing, a pair of eyes were looking at the Chong'an Mountain in the distance, warm wine poured into his throat, and there was a slight smile on his face .

There was an old man in a green robe standing on one side with a respectful expression.

There is a graceful woman who warms wine with bare hands, which is captivating.

There was a large number of monks, bowing their heads and kneeling on the ground, speaking humbly.

The man tapped his fingertips, and felt quite happy in his heart. He felt that tonight was a refreshing and warm day, and he was in a good mood. He said leisurely and contentedly:

"Hundreds of years have passed by in the world, but no matter how it changes, this Buddhist path has always stood firm since ancient times."

"The second-rate Taoist sect, the second-rate Buddhist sect, and the eight monasteries under the Southern Buddhist sect have dominated the world for hundreds of years. How can a new generation replace the old? Even the ten heroic walls have been replaced several times, but they are still the same. This Buddhism and Taoism It's like ten thousand tilting Mount Tai, and the rivers and lakes are full of decay." The pride in his brows can't be suppressed even if it is suppressed, and it seems to be swaying the world.

While pointing from a distance, he turned his head and looked at the woman warming the wine for him, "Look, what's the scenery like over there?"

Under the darkness of night, among the mountains and forests, a fire was soaring into the sky in the distance, and thick smoke was billowing. What a sight.

The woman then showed her face and smiled, with a charming and charming look. She stirred her hair with her jade fingers and said crisply: "Master, I don't have such heroic sentiments as you. How can you tell anything?"

Since ancient times, it is the most charming for a woman to act like a baby. This woman has her own coquettish attitude. At this moment, with her posture, the big-headed monk and the green-robed old man couldn't help but breathe a little short of breath.

"Hehe." The man smiled happily, and his eyes turned to the big-headed monk.

"What is there to report?"

The monk's head was as big as a bucket, and he was lying on the ground at this moment, and said in a buzzing voice: "I tell the leader, the monk Guangming of Tiantai Temple, and the monks came to help. We are getting desperate."

Hearing these words, a smile appeared on his face, first restrained, then gradually no longer concealed, and he laughed very freely.

"The fire is burning but the old is old, I will start it!" The man's words were full of excitement, he slapped his palm on the table, and stood up.

"What I saw was not the fire in this small Chong'an Temple, but the Tiantai Temple."

The old man in green robe moved his ears, and a few faint smiles appeared on his face like old bark of a withered tree.

"If that's the case, then just tell them to retreat."

The big-headed monk retreated silently, the mountain wind was still howling, the man's laughter persisted for a long time, but at the end of the laugh, he couldn't help but look a little lonely on his face, picked up a glass of wine, and poured it out along the wind, He muttered in his mouth: "All the eminent monks of Tiantai Temple, I will offer you a cup of thin wine here."

The loneliness on his face disappeared, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help grinning, giving him a sinister smile.

"I also wish all the eminent monks a good journey on the road to the bliss of the Western Heaven and a good rest."

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Retired, the Yingzhou sword bandits, evil monks, and Sanji sect members finally retreated.

After the great monk Guangming led the monks to come to the rescue, the situation seemed to be going back and forth.So the bandits retreated, which seemed quite reasonable, and the bandits ran towards the outside of the temple one after another. Even some of the seriously injured, driven by their survival instincts, dragged their bloody bodies and crawled desperately towards the outside of the temple. .

This is all because the two sides are so desperate to kill, it is absolutely impossible to leave any one half alive.

The knife bandits were really brave, some were so badly injured that it was difficult to move, and there were no companions to take them away with them.The group of knife bandits didn't want to surrender either, they pulled out the short blades they had never used from their waists, howling and piercing them into their stomachs.

Pulling left and right with the remaining strength, the sharp blade naturally broke the intestines and lungs, and he got that great relief in an instant.

The thieves withdrew on their own initiative, and the righteous arrest and the survivors of the disciples acted like an amnesty, so they didn't stop them.However, Great Monk Guangming led all the monks to pursue him for a while, and left dozens of people behind, but they did not pursue them endlessly.After all, they came to protect the monastery, and they were Buddhists. If nothing else, they would not want to get their hands bloody.

Soon, all the thieves who could walk hurriedly hid in the forest and evacuated under the cover of night.

In the temple, there were corpses stacked horizontally and vertically.

Such a scene is like a millstone in hell, horrible to look at.

The thieves and bandits probably killed more than 200 people, and as for the righteous arrester and Liangfeng disciples, there were a total of nearly 40 people in the team, and now there are only [-] to [-] people left.

If it wasn't for the fact that they encircled and suppressed them first, and that there were birds and mandarin ducks who defeated the bandits, I'm afraid these wouldn't be enough.

This battle was really miserable!

Among the six guests, apart from the Yongkang City Huizhu Zhan who died on the way, in this Chong'an Temple, Cheng Shengji, the owner of the Wuyi Chengge Pavilion, Zhang Chenyi, the owner of Dongyang Villa, and Qingxuan Guanzhu of the Qingdao Temple were all trapped in it.On the contrary, Chun Bohou, the leader of the Linjiang Cao Gang, seemed to be a bit cautious, after all, he was a businessman by nature, and when he saw the situation was not right, he would smear blood on his body, and found a place to lay his body there.

It was actually survived by this fat man
As for the two heads of Longlin Peak and Longxu Peak, Qi Ziyi and Niu Dehai, both died in the bandit chaos.

The same fat man, Niu Dehai and Chun Bohou, the two are on the same level.

Yuan Fang is really "iron face" at this moment, he is the one who advocated ambushing the sword bandits in Chong'an Temple, who would want to be pecked by Que'er?

At this time, the mountain wind was howling, and the bright moon was casting light. Everyone looked around at the pool of corpses and blood in the temple, and they couldn't help but shudder.

Zheng Feng found his head among a pile of corpses of sword bandits.

A knife wound penetrated from under the ribs, pierced the lungs and died.

Regardless of the stained blood, he hugged his master's corpse and wept silently.

Chu Sheng was also a wit who was excited by the tragedy in front of him, and he couldn't help thinking in his heart that coming alone was really the best decision.

This level of Asura field, if it weren't for the characters who have fought a few times in the rivers and lakes, and turned over several states, who can survive?

"Brother Zheng. I would like to express my condolences." Chu Sheng knelt down, patted him on the shoulder with a look of unbearable expression.

"When I know myself, I follow the master to practice martial arts on the peak. I have stepped through the years and years under the guidance of my master."

His words were choked up, and his eyes were full of despair, "This is Senior Brother Zhang, this is Junior Brother Li, and this is Senior Uncle Liu. All my families in Longxu Peak are here."

This is a great blow. For a young man with no relatives, these brothers and sisters, masters and uncles who have been with him for a long time are his closest relatives.

"I'm the only one. I'm the only one" he was lost, weeping and was about to hit the rock wall to kill himself, but Qi Zhoujia forcibly held him back.

"How about keeping me!"

But with Qi Ziyi's words, Qi Zhoujia would not let him die, at least he wouldn't let him die in front of his eyes, otherwise he would have no peace of mind.

But Zheng Feng wanted to die.

Chu Sheng said in a low voice: "Zifeng, stay alone, and the feng shui will take turns in the future, so I will kill all the swordsmen and get back today's hatred!"

Zheng Feng has always been a calm and calm person, but at this moment he couldn't help crying while hugging Chu Sheng.

(End of this chapter)