Chapter 287 Buddhist and Taoist masters besiege Chang'an City! Just as the two were spreading rumors, suddenly, several tyrannical auras erupted from outside!
"Amitabha!"
"Infinite Heavenly Venerate!"
Two powerful voices sounded.
Several sounds broke through the air, and six strong voices rushed in from the entrance of the valley. Each one flew hundreds of meters in the air and fell slowly like catkins.
Among the six figures, three of them were wearing dark blue Taoist robes. Each one held a delicate whisk in his hand. The handle of the whisk was purple, and the silk threads in front were crystal white. The sun shone on it, and each tiny silk thread shone with this ling. The cold light.
The remaining three were dressed in yellow monk robes, with muscles all over their bodies bulging like tree roots. Each of them held a golden iron rod as thick as a wrist.
These six people all carry a mysterious aura. It is obvious that these six people are half-step warriors in the celestial realm! "Observing the Xuanguang of Heaven and Earth (Mingxin Temple is quiet and bright, observing the precepts of killing is difficult...) I have seen three senior brothers!"
"Baiyun Temple Qinghe, Qingjiang, Qinghu (Hanshan Temple Dingxin, Dingyi, Dingzao) have met all the senior fellow apprentices!"
After the two sides exchanged greetings, the six people from Dayu looked at the more than two thousand people in front of them and nodded slightly.
Not bad!
Several experts from Dayu secretly praised the situation in the North. They all knew that it was not easy for the Taoist temples and temples to accumulate such power without being allowed to participate in the internal affairs of the North.
"All of you, brothers and sisters, have worked hard and achieved great results. When I return home, I will definitely report to the Taoist leader and ask for credit for you!" Qinghe said with a smile.
"Amitabha, all the brothers and sisters are spreading Buddhism in the north and saving all sentient beings. This is indeed an act of immeasurable merit and virtue!" Hanshan Temple on the side said with concentration and clasped his hands in a salute.
"Thank you, brother!"
"Amitabha!"
A group of Taoist and Buddhist disciples spoke again.
"Okay, without further ado, let's destroy Xia Kingdom first!" Qinghe waved his hand.
"Amitabha, what Taoist Master Qinghe said is true. Emperor Xia was deceived by demons and poisoned the common people. Our Buddha is merciful. We Buddhist disciples should turn into angry-eyed Vajra and save souls from suffering!" Monk Dingxin saluted again. He spoke with a compassionate face.
"Stop talking about that useless thing. It's a small country in a small country. It's just a few geniuses. It's just a second-rate force that can be destroyed easily. It will take a long time to wipe out a small second-rate force. You and I each take action, then Emperor Xia’s head can be taken by one’s own ability!”
"I am a Taoist disciple, follow me!"
Qinghe glanced at him with disgust, then waved his hand and said.
After the words fell, without waiting for a calm reply, the whole person jumped up and took the lead to go out of the valley, followed by Qingjiang and Qinghu around him.
There was no change in the faces of the three people, and they were relaxed and contented for a while, as if they were not going to attack the imperial city of a country and intercept and kill the emperor in the midst of thousands of troops, but were going for an outing.
As soon as the three of them moved, four Taoist masters led by Xuan Guang immediately followed them. Immediately afterwards, all the Taoist disciples in the valley used Qinggong to catch up. In an instant, the valley seemed empty.
"Amitabha, monks and nuns, kill the evil demons!" Monk Dingxin closed his eyes slightly. The moment he opened them, a tyrannical aura suddenly erupted. The compassion on his face instantly dissipated, replaced by endless murderous intent! "Amitabha!"
Thousands of monks and nuns chanted the Buddha's name in unison and immediately rushed out of the valley.
The two teams rushed out of the valley without any cover-up and headed towards Chang'an City not far away!
In the eyes of everyone, Daxia is just a small local political power, fighting in small ways, a frog in the well. The reason why it can dominate the north is just because there are emperor Yu's orders in the north, and there are no heroes. It's just a small place. The people are just making a small fuss.
Now that the two masters have come out, and there is strong support from Dayu, the little Xia Kingdom has no resistance at all. Many people even feel that dispatching so many masters to deal with Xia Kingdom is a bit too fussy! As for the ants that can be destroyed easily, it is natural to just crush them directly, and there is no need for any strategy.
Then the situation in front of them appeared. Two teams of warriors rushed out of the valley and rushed towards the two gates of Chang'an City without hesitation.
The valley where everyone was hiding was in the southeast corner of Chang'an City. Each of the two families chose a city wall. Nearly a thousand warriors from the Taoist sect attacked the south gate, and nearly a thousand warriors from the Buddhist sect attacked the east gate! Among the teams on both sides, the one with the lowest cultivation level was also an innate warrior. When everyone was using Qinggong with all their strength, they were marching very fast. In a short time, nearly half of the distance of ten miles had been covered!
"After Pindao breaks through the door, all the disciples will follow me and kill directly into the palace. Don't worry about the rest!"
On the way forward, Qinghe gave instructions to the people behind him, and they immediately responded.
As time went by, Chang'an City in front of him got closer and closer. Qinghe, the leader, frowned. What's going on?
I saw the gate of Chang'an City wide open in front of me, and the gate was still guarded by soldiers. The soldiers did not look sideways and guarded the gate calmly, completely ignoring the people who came to kill them.
No, there is an ambush!
But in this northern land, it doesn't matter if there is an ambush. In the face of absolute power, any ambush is doesn't matter if the city gate is wide open, but the remaining poor Taoists still want to break through it.
After the thought fell, Qinghe's eyes became sharp again, and a tyrannical momentum burst out from his body. Qinghe stepped lightly, and his whole body instantly rose from the ground, leaping nearly ten feet, becoming taller than the city wall. .
Looking at the dense army standing on the city wall, as well as a civil official and a military general at the front, Qinghe showed a trace of disdain on his face.
He waved the whisk in his hand, and in an instant, the three thousand silver threads on the whisk burst out with a cold light, and each silver thread seemed to turn into a sharp sword.
Dense and dense sword energy swept out and swept towards the city wall. No matter how many soldiers you had, they would all be nothing in the face of absolute strength! Sweeping out with one blow, Qinghe stepped in the void and jumped towards the city wall. He wanted to kill these soldiers alone! Zhang Juzheng looked at the Taoist priest in front of him, with a cold light flashing in his eyes. Looking at the dense sword energy in front of him as fine as ox hair, Zhang Juzheng raised his hand and shook it. The next moment, a rich white light lit up from Zhang Juzheng's hand.
Immediately afterwards, endless white light gathered together, and a heavy pressure appeared in the void. In an instant, the void seemed to turn into a quagmire, and countless sword energy as thin as ox hair solidified in the void.
boom! As Zhang Juzheng tightened his grip, all the sword energy in the air exploded instantly and completely dissipated into the void.
"Confucian gentleman!"
When Qinghe saw the scene in front of him, his eyes widened instantly. How is it possible? Where did the heavenly being from the North come from?
The next moment, Qinghe saw the Confucian gentleman focusing on him. Qinghe's face suddenly changed, he stopped moving forward, and fell downwards!
"Two junior brothers, form an formation!"
(End of this chapter)