Chapter 1199 Or Buddha

He Jin chased and killed all the people sent to ambush him by the ten permanent servants, but the palace was originally the eunuch's lair, and people kept coming to rescue them, but he killed them casually. If a master appeared, he would condense his fist Bombed and killed on the spot, and no one was invincible for a while.

He was not in a hurry to kill Jian Shuo and the others, but also wanted to lure out all the followers of this guy, but he didn't expect Shi Changshi and the others to spot a spot and run over.

He Jin is also relying on his magical skills, but it depends on where Jian Shuo and the others run to!

The palace was already in chaos at this time, He Jin with a smirk, chased Shi Changshi and the others like a cat playing with a mouse and fled, and saw a side hall in the distance, it seemed that the place where these eunuchs were going was exactly It is this side hall.

He Jin was a little puzzled, they didn't go to his sister to make decisions, they didn't go to gather party members, and they didn't escape from other palace gates, but they ran towards a side hall, it was really strange, maybe there was some kind of ambush.

He tightened his sword around his waist and strode after him.

Shi Changshi and others had just arrived in front of the Buddha Hall, and when they heard the sound of knocking wooden fish coming from inside, they all heaved a sigh of relief and shouted: "Master, help me, Master Futu, help me!"

The sound of knocking on the wooden fish stopped abruptly with the cry for help. As soon as the palace door opened, a young monk who looked only thirteen or fourteen years old poked his head out and said to the officials: "My master said, When chaos is common, it is inconvenient for us monks to intervene!"

He Jin's footsteps were like drums, and he stomped on the ground with a loud bang, and he walked to the door of the Buddhist hall. Jian Shuo said cruelly: "Little monk, tell your master, we brothers and others have agreed to that matter." , we agree to everything he said!"

The little monk muttered a few words: "If you say no, then you can't do it!"

Jian Shuo said in a loud voice: "Tell your master, if you don't save us, then you will announce the matter of taking the blood of the emperor to the public and spread it to the world, let's see how your Buddhist sect handles itself!"

He Jin, who had almost walked to the Buddhist hall, was also taken aback when he heard Jian Shuo's shout, "Take the blood of the king?"

A soft sigh came from the Buddhist hall, and then the door of the hall opened wide, and a middle-aged monk came out slowly: "Taking the blood of the emperor is what Nie Moteng did, and it has nothing to do with Buddhism!"

Jian Shuo couldn't care less about saving his life:

"Junshang was healed by Liu Yizhen's 'pricking the collaterals', and his health has recovered. Then Nie Moteng wanted to take the blood of Your Majesty from the golden basin, saying that he was praying for His Majesty, but he vomited blood and died within three days. , if it is said that it has nothing to do with the time of taking the blood, who would believe it!"

"Nie Moteng is your Buddhist venerable,

If you said today that he has nothing to do with your Buddhism, who would believe it! "

Meridian pricking is the bloodletting therapy in medical art. Silver needles are used to puncture acupuncture points to release blood. It is said that Hua Tuo later used the method of pricking collaterals to treat Cao Cao's headache.

He Jin had already walked in, listened to Jian Shuo's words, pointed at the ten permanent attendants and two monks and shouted, "Well, it turned out that you all conspired to murder the emperor, and today the general wants to clear the emperor's side!"

After talking about the first time the long sword was unsheathed, this time the fist was directly attached to the sword, and the colorful tiger was cut out with one sword, like a sword rushing out from the tip of the sword.

If the fierce tiger formed by the punching intent before was domineering and fierce, then the fierce tiger that appeared attached to the sword at this time would have a chilling killing intent all over its body.

All ten attendants screamed: "Master Futu, help me..."

The middle-aged monk sighed again, and said to the young monk beside him, "Disciple, subdue demons!"

The little monk let out a 'hmm', rushed forward in a flash, leaped onto the back of the tiger and hammered it down with both hands, the colorful tiger prostrated itself on the ground, unable to stand up under his pressure, struggled twice, with an imposing manner When it dissipates, it dissipates into the invisible.

When the tiger appeared just now, the ground it passed was like a knife cutting, even the Han palace was covered with thick green bricks, and the tiger passed by, splitting it into two, making it a mess.

But this little monk didn't have any supernatural powers, and with just a pair of fleshy palms, he was able to subdue this fierce tiger that was stronger than Jiangang. This ability was simply against heaven.

Seeing this, the ten permanent attendants were overjoyed: "Little master is amazing, he has subdued demons, and he Jin, the devil, will soon be subdued!"

The little monk looked at his master, saw the master nodded slightly, and walked towards He Jin, but he didn't know what to do, but He Jin seemed to be under tremendous pressure.

But at this moment, He Jin condensed his fist intent, determined his heart, and went straight to the fight, pointing his long sword: "Come on, let me kill you rebellious officials and thieves!"

The little monk shook his head: "The world is so ignorant, you don't know your true heart, so I am a traitor in your eyes, but I don't know that you are a devil in a troubled world in my eyes!"

When he folded his palms together, a golden swastika flashed out from his hands and flew straight towards He Jinfei.

He Jin slashed out two fierce tiger fists, but as soon as he touched the swastika spell, he was easily shattered.

At this time, He Jin also knew that he was not an opponent, and when he wanted to escape, his whole body suddenly became stiff, unable to move, he could only face death helplessly.

At this moment, there was a fluctuation in the void, and a wooden boat was swayed out of the void three feet high. There were two Taoist priests standing on the wooden boat. A young Taoist priest in linen with a bamboo stick at the bow waved his hand and released a blue sword. Light, cut straight towards the swastika curse.

With the blue light and the golden light, there was a violent booming sound out of nowhere, the ten servants and the others walked in, almost vomited blood from the shock, and hurriedly ran behind Master Buddha.

The people who came were Cui Zhenren and Zuo Ci who escaped into the void with the 'Splitting Space Shuttle', and Zuo Ci released the flying sword!

With a buzzing sound, the blue sword light was bounced back to Zuo Ci's side, revealing his figure, and suddenly it was a flying sword emitting blue light. Although the flying sword was taken back by him, it was still trembling endlessly.

Zuo Ci let out a look of shock: "What a pure Buddha power, who are you, little monk?"

The young monk did not answer, looking at his master, the middle-aged monk waved to him: "Back with the oath!"

Cui Zhenren on the wooden boat saluted He Jin: "General, don't worry, the leader sent me and fellow Taoist Zuo Ci to protect you, don't worry!"

Seeing some powerful people coming, the ten permanent attendants were even more terrified and said loudly: "Master Futu, we will accept all the things you said about establishing Buddhism as the state religion. As long as you don't die today, I will go to the queen to ask for it tomorrow. Order, kill them quickly!"

When he said this, both Zuo Ci and Cui Zhenren could hear clearly, and their expressions changed immediately. The leader of his own family was planning to make Taoism a state religion. I didn't expect that Buddhism also planned the same way. Have a good life, I am afraid that I will be driven out to death!

A cold light flashed in Zuo Ci's eyes, and he pointed at the sword formula, intending to kill the ten permanent attendants and the others before the two monks could react.

But Master Futu said, "Goodness, goodness!" All of a sudden, flowers fell from the sky, golden lotuses sprang up from the ground, and countless visions appeared, and the flying sword disintegrated in the air, turning into a pile of iron filings, Zuo Ci A mouthful of old blood spewed out and fell on the boat.

Immediately after that day, flowers blew towards the two people on the wooden boat and He Jin behind them like a wind and snow. Each flower was like a magic weapon, carrying compassion and destruction at the same time.

A blue mask suddenly rose above the wooden boat, but it was the split air shuttle that automatically protected the master.

"Let's go, general, hurry up and get on the boat!" Cui Zhenren lifted He Jin onto the boat, and pushed the wooden boat to escape into the void, but something that surprised him happened. Shuo seemed to have cut off contact with him and remained motionless.

Seeing that the blue light was getting dimmer, Cui Zhenren gritted his teeth and took out a town gate spirit treasure, which turned out to be a purple-black bell. .

With a slight shake, there was a crisp sound of ding ding, and the sound waves swayed. The ten permanent attendants and even the little monk "Hongshi" covered their ears and rolled all over the floor.

Futu's expression remained unchanged, he only shook his finger at the bell, and with a 'click' sound, the bell made a hole, and it actually cracked.

The magic weapon collapsed, and Cui Zhenren suffered a backlash, a mouthful of blood spewed out, and his body shook. Fortunately, He Jin supported him behind him, otherwise he would also fall on the boat.

The entire 'Cracking Space Shuttle' kept vibrating, and the blue light curtain gradually dissipated, and it seemed that the three people on board were about to be placed under the flowers gathered by the Buddha's power all over the sky.

At this moment, a black shadow swept across the sky, and the flying flowers all over the sky were wiped out in an instant, and then a huge iron rod, several times thicker than the water tank, fell from the sky and hit the ground directly Buddha monk.

On the top of the iron rod, Xin Han's white clothes fluttered, and he stepped on the rod with one foot, with a proud smile on his face: "Sakyamuni, for the sake of this earthly incense, he even used a trace of soul to reincarnate, but so what, see me Let your Buddhist plans come to naught today!"