Xia Ao brought three other monks to move the bodies of many monks together. After a while, he used a special fire to attract the sky. Tuosang brought a group of monks to recite the Sutra of Sacrifice, and Jun Yuli greeted silently.

Then, Xia'ao brought the three monks to check the bodies of some besiegers. After a while, Xia'ao had already dragged the iron rod over: "Bokedo, except for some Lakhans, most of these besiegers are unknown."

Jun Yu looked around and saw that these people were definitely not unknown people. Last night, she knew that these people were well-trained elite cavalry, brave and good at fighting. Judging from their combat characteristics, they were completely the style of a soldier of Zhenmuthel.

It turned out that yesterday morning, Tuosan led the crowd to set off and according to the practice, he rushed to Tiema Temple to conduct a January sermon prayer event. This lecture was held in the Holy Palace and Tiema Temple in turn, and it was the turn of the lecturer at Tiema Temple this year. Because Tiema Temple was attacked shortly after, and the activities of the Lakhan Cult have been rampant recently, the monks discussed and changed the original custom of leading the guard of honor and escorting the horse team to accompany the horse team. "Bokedo" only brought seven believers to copy a secret passage. This matter was originally very confidential, but unexpectedly, in the evening, he encountered thousands of ambush soldiers in this valley.

Jun Yu was secretly frightened. After the Lakhan Cult went to the court to report "Bokedo" at the beginning of the year, he has sent such a large number of troops to chase "Bokedo". Now the Lakhan Cult does not dare to blatantly attack the Holy Palace, so he chose the Iron Horse Temple, second only to the Holy Palace, as the target of attack. Obviously, Marutil is the force behind him. Once the Lakhan Cult is successfully subverted, not only Takusan will be in danger, but most areas in the southwest and northwest will immediately become the rear of Marutil's army to march south.

Jun Yu looked at the copper bell in Tuosang's hand, and Chiba continued: "Bokedo shakes the copper bell, and the believers within a radius of dozens of miles will come to hear the news..." He looked at the corpses of many monks. This valley was very deserted and the temples were sparse. More than a hundred people who came were monks who were secretly practicing in the deep mountains nearby, but they suffered this disaster.

Chiba sighed and said, "I deserve this disaster for my religion. God is so willing, and there is nothing he can do."

Jun Yu suddenly said, "When the copper ringtone is heard, can everyone within the range hear it?"

Chiba shook her head: "Only my disciples can hear it..."

He looked at Jun Yu with some surprise and suspicion: "Maybe the Marshal..."

Jun Yu quickly shook his head: "I happened to pass by here when I inspected the terrain."

Suddenly touching Tuosanna's strange gaze, Jun Yu sighed in his heart and looked into the distance.

At this time, the sun was rising higher and higher, illuminating the long golden hairs that were still on standby in the valley, which were golden and dazzling.

Jun Yu commanded thousands of troops to fight many times, but this was the first time he commanded this group of extremely fierce sluts. After a battle, they were like brave soldiers. As long as they were commanded properly, they could attack and retreat or defend. They were completely a very powerful army.

Jun Yu couldn't help but reach out to touch the golden hair that led the leader recently. The wrinkle sticks out his tongue and looks at her with gentle eyes.

Xia Ao saw such gentle eyes with such a gentle look in Xia Ao for the first time. You should know that even the Muli Master of the Wisdom Hall could only order the two guardians to guard the silkworms before his lifetime. Only the "Bokedo" of all generations can do it.

Xia Ao was repeatedly helped by Jun Yu, and he had long admired her. Seeing that she could not only order these scribbles that were obeyed by the "Bokedo" of all dynasties, but also command these scribbles to fight like a large army. He even respected her as a god. He leaned down on the ground and bowed: "Iron Horse Temple is not far from Xining Prefecture, and begged the marshal to attend Bokedo's lecture."

Chiba had this idea for a long time and immediately said: "The Marshal has a great relationship with our sect, so I sincerely ask the Marshal to participate."

Jun Yu was about to politely decline, but suddenly saw the deep expectation flashing in Tuosang's eyes. The words of rejection came to his mouth but forced himself to swallow them and nodded involuntarily.

The Tiema Temple where the preaching conference is so lively.

Twenty miles away from the Tiema Temple, the guard of honor and guard team who had been waiting for it immediately came up. The music of the welcome and gifts sounded. Along the way, the people of the people got off their horses from afar and took off their hats and stood beside the road to greet the car.

Having arrived at the gate of Tiema Temple, thousands of monks who came from all over took off their hats, bent down, and held their sleeves and knelt down.

The sun shines without temperature over the snow-covered Tiema Temple. On the empty outer field of Tiema Temple, the lecture platform is towering.

Iron Horse Temple is the second largest temple after the Holy Palace. At this moment, the lecture hall had already gathered 20,000 to 30,000 monks and officials of all sizes led by the resident ministers.

Although they experienced two disasters in a row, the believers and the uninformed monks obviously did not suffer much. They were either joyful or pious, solemn or verbal, full of festive atmosphere.

Qin Xiaolou was already offering gifts to "Bokedo", and Bokedo was also giving him etiquette. Then, monks and lay officials of all levels stepped forward and offered New Year's greetings to Bokedo one by one. "Bokedo" also gave everyone a round of blessings.

When the sacred hands touched the top of his head, Jun Yu could only hear a violent heartbeat, not knowing whether it was his own or the master of the hands.

She closed her eyes, and her heart suddenly became solemn, and the sun gradually had a warm breath. The whole heart of praying for peace and concern and blessings contained in her hands was transmitted into the deepest part of her heart without any barrier.

On the tourist ritual platform, the dance boy had finished dancing, two monks with quick eloquence were holding a debate performance, and the debate was over. Next, "Bokedo" would lead the crowd to the lobby to gather to preach. Qin Xiaolou had no interest in the preaching meeting, and after saying hello, he had already led officials of all sizes and big and small to leave.

On the stage, Tuosang was rotating the sutras and preaching to the monks attending the temples in several major temples.

In the audience, Jun Yu sat quietly in the same posture as those monks, looking at his eyes, nose, and heart, pious and focused.

She is there.

She is at the end of the world.

Slowly, Takusang felt the strong despair and pain that had been suppressed for a long time in his heart spread like waves in an instant, almost unable to control himself, and he was about to rush out of his chest and shout loudly.

He slowly turned the warp, and no one knew how hard his hands were—

Please teach me, the Buddha who has been liberated from the countless great calamities.

Please teach me, the Buddha who has been liberated from the countless great calamities.

Please teach me, the Buddha who has been liberated from the countless great calamities.

However, the lecture room was still so quiet, and the church members below still looked at it piously. The soul who was about to shout and run away was detained back to the cell again, and there was still only the sound of his own scriptures buzzing in his ears.

After the lecture meeting, Chiba, Xia Ao and the abbot of Tiema Temple all delivered it themselves. Jun Yu bid farewell to him and rode his horse and galloped away.

The yellow sand was filled with the passage of the earth, and Jun Yu led the horse. At this time, the sunset was in the sky, and the blue sky and white clouds above herdsmen could not hide the coldness of the northwest. She sat down next to a bare and unknown dead tree. From a distance, there were songs from herders who were rushing home:

There are trees on the mountain - there are branches on the wood -

I am happy to you - you don't know -

After singing these two sentences repeatedly, the word "Xi" at the end is long, infinitely sad and infinitely entangled.

She sat quietly for a long time, stood up, and walked less than twenty miles further, and was Yushu Town. There was a camp of the Northwest Army. There, she was the commander of the Northwest Army.
Chapter completed!