The system has to be used even if it is pulled

Yang Yanhe was overwhelmed. As the chief minister of the cabinet, he had to pay attention to the emperor's illness, control the government, and discuss the war with the Yanhuang Empire in the south.

Soon, news came that Zhu Houzhao would die soon. Although arrangements had been made in advance for Zhu Houcong, who had already fled to the capital, to take over, this could not cover up the fact that the Ming Dynasty was gradually collapsing.

Because the reunified Mongolia had assembled a large army to prepare for invasion. Moreover, the Tibetan region was ready to make a move. Under the call of the other three Dharma Kings except Likong Dharma King, countless Tibetans took up arms, and the Ming Dynasty completely lost control of Tibet. Under the leadership of the three Dharma Kings, they gathered under the Potala Palace.

Zhao Yuanlang can’t control the north, but it’s impossible for Tibet to cause trouble!

Zhao Yuanlang stood on the mottled city wall, looking at the Buddhist temple halfway up the mountain in the distance. Niutou glanced at Dharma King Likong and his disciples and grandchildren: "I hope you know what you are doing. You'd better know the consequences of lying to me."

"Your Majesty! I dare not! We are waiting for your Majesty to win the battle." Dharma King Likong lowered his head deeply.

Zhao Yuanlang paused on the top of the wall for a moment and carefully looked at the surrounding landscape: several snow-capped peaks guarded a Buddhist temple, which was integrated with the mountains, as if it grew in the mountains. The many high towers complemented each other, and the snow-capped mountains and blue sky behind them gave people a peaceful and quiet atmosphere.

Zhao Yuanlang jumped over the low and rough city wall and rushed towards the Buddhist temple.

It was so quiet, with only the howling north wind blowing the snow past - there was no one here, as if it had been abandoned. There was no way this Buddhist temple was empty, what was going on! Although one force can break all laws, it is always better to be cautious and take precautions.

The only sound in his ears was the sound of the wind... Wait! The sound of a bowstring? Zhao Yuanlang quickly did a series of backflips, and saw countless arrows piercing the spot where Zhao Yuanlang had just stood.

Zhao Yuanlang narrowed his eyes, and countless monk soldiers surged up like a tide, and they quickly surrounded Zhao Yuanlang in a fan shape. Countless weapons were pointed at Zhao Yuanlang, but strangely, despite their large numbers, the monk soldiers still found it difficult to hide their fear of the man in the dark imperial robe in front of them.

"Wonderful, wonderful. I didn't expect to encounter a welcome ceremony as soon as I arrived!" Zhao Yuanlang clapped his hands.

Just when Zhao Yuanlang clapped his hands, the monks who were besieging him retreated several steps in fear. After all, this man was famous and a god from heaven, so it was impossible not to be afraid and terrified.

As a skinny old man holding a golden cymbal walked out, the monk soldiers seemed to regain their courage.

"This old monk pays homage to His Majesty the Emperor!" Although the old monk looked thin, his eyes sparkled with brilliance, showing no sign of respect at all.

"King Jincymbal? Only you? I'm very disappointed!" Zhao Yuanlang sighed and shook his head.

"Your Majesty, what do you mean by this? Although I know that Your Majesty is a deity descended from heaven, my Tantric Buddhism also has great magical powers and great merits. It will be difficult for Your Majesty to break my Tantric Buddhism!"

"In that case, let's show our true colors!"

Zhao Yuanlang was very disappointed because he asked Dharma King Likong to pass on the message, hoping to attract the three Dharma Kings to come together to save him from having to travel more, but only one of them came. Forget it, it seems that I can't avoid the hard work!

Zhao Yuanlang went all out, and while the monks were standing there in a daze, he used a few consecutive palms, beating countless monks and making their flesh and blood fly everywhere. The originally magnificent and glorious Buddhist temple suddenly collapsed and the walls were damaged.

Although King Jincymbal knew that Zhao Yuanlang was a god descended from heaven, he did not expect the legend to be true. When he saw the huge golem dozens of meters tall in front of him, the golden cymbal in his hand fell to the ground.

A cup of tea may be a short time, but in Zhao Yuanlang's eyes it is a long time, enough for him to destroy the entire Buddhist temple to pieces.

Zhao Yuanlang walked up the steps step by step, and the demon shadow behind him slowly followed him. King Jincymbal was trembling all over, and tears began to flow from his eyes, which had been shining with brilliance.

"I won't accept this! He's actually a real god! I won't accept this! Poof!"

Zhao Yuanlang waved his hand, and the huge golem behind him grabbed the Golden Cymbals Dharma King on the ground in his hand. Gradually, he exerted force, and the Golden Cymbals Dharma King's struggle weakened, and blood flowed from his mouth.

The golem behind Zhao Yuanlang let go and threw King Jincymbals to the ground. King Jincymbals, with multiple fractures all over his body, struggled on the ground.

"Where are the other two? Where is your army?"

At this time, Jin Cymbals struggled and waved the cymbals in their hands to attack Zhao Yuanlang. The cymbals flew up and down at an extremely fast speed, but they were useless in front of Zhao Yuanlang.

Zhao Yuanlang grabbed the golden cymbal, and with force, he crushed the entire cymbal into an iron lump and threw it on the ground.

King Jincymbal's pupils trembled, but he had not given up yet. He tried to find another weapon, but Zhao Yuanlang stepped on his arm roughly and broke it.

"answer me!"

“Ahem! I didn’t expect this, I didn’t expect this, we were all wrong! Amitabha!”

King Jincymbal refused to surrender and even broke all his meridians.

"good very good!"

As soon as Dharma King Likong rushed in with his disciples, they saw broken walls and ruins. Dharma King Jincymbal, who was at odds with them, was punched into the ground by the shadow of the demon behind the emperor. The entire ground seemed to be split into pieces as if a meteor had fallen.

It's over, Jinzhang, you have backbone and a fearless spirit! But you died and went to see the Buddha, and I am still alive. You are a puddle of mud, and I will be passed down for generations! Likong Fawang carefully stood behind Zhao Yuanlang, looking at the meat paste that could not even be found in the big pit.

"Hmph! Useless! There is only Jinbi! The others didn't come. I give you three days to find the other two! And their army!" Zhao Yuanlang turned around and slapped King Likong away with a palm.

The disciples of Dharma King Likong were silent as a mouse, and carefully helped Dharma King Likong who had fallen into the pile of rocks.

"Ahem! As you command, Your Majesty!" King Likong then rolled his eyes and fainted.

......

The Jokhang Temple is magnificent and seems to be emitting a sacred light in the sunset.

"Senior Brother!" An old monk staggered to a middle-aged monk with muscular body and dark golden light flowing on his body.

"Look, there's a red cloud rising into the sky over there. I think Junior Brother Jinzhang might have met with misfortune."

"Brother! What do you mean?"

The middle-aged monk did not say much, but turned around, chanted a Buddhist name, found a place to sit down quietly and recite the Buddhist scriptures.

The old monk clenched his fists with a little sadness, wanting to say something.

"Great Compassion! Don't be sad. Jinbo just met the Buddha one step ahead of us! It's a pity that Living Buddha Gendun Gyatso is unwilling to join us in the uprising. This is our Tibetan people's chance. But I believe we will succeed."

"Yes, brother. Then I will go down to inspect and deploy the troops!" The Great Compassionate Dharma King turned around and was about to leave.

"Daci! Be careful, I don't want you to walk in front of me."

Daci's originally thin figure suddenly paused, and he nodded slowly.

.......

Three days later, Daci received news in the Potala Palace that a rider was slowly entering the Lhasa area.

The Great Compassionate Dharma King nodded slowly and began to issue orders one after another, and the entire Lhasa area was on alert.

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