An evil prophecy from the abbot of Huangjue Temple: the wolf wants to eat the sheep.

For a time, Yang Hong, who was a highly respected minister, was filled with haze, like a lump in his throat and he couldn't feel happy.

He didn't believe in fortune-telling, but he thought of all the miracles of saints.

I saw with my own eyes that Bai Zhongqi, from a commoner in Huaiyou, aspired to the supreme position in the world.

Xiao Ming Wang, who is better than Xuantian's ascending dragon path,

Chen Hongji, the master of southern waterways,

And Zhang Jiushi, the leading brother of the Northern Green Forest Road.

Now I have to believe it!

What if there is no favor from God?

How can a saint fly like a dragon?

From the cowherd boy, to the young novice monk, to the broken beggar,

A soldier in the rebel army, a hero in one party, and the leader of the dynasty!

Conquer this great country and live in the Central Plains of Sheji?!

"Little bald donkey, God's will has been difficult to ask since ancient times.

Tell me, what exactly is ‘heaven’?

Immortal Buddha from ancient times? Giant from ancient times? Or maybe from outside the world?"

Yang Hong felt something in his heart.

Even if you are promoted to Grandmaster, you are like a small fish in the waves of a big river, and you will inevitably be swept up and down by the general trend.

"The Duke of Guo is a master, and he is only one step away from the great innate being.

Heaven and man have already become one, and I have understood the mysteries. The answers are within my heart, so why bother embarrassing the poor monk again?"

Xuan Ming smiled bitterly.

For Buddhist disciples, it is better not to know about many Dharma realms that have not yet been achieved.

Otherwise, a Zen mind will be destroyed, concentration will be wasted, and the gain will outweigh the loss.

"The little bald donkey is so courageous. If I hadn't met Yang Xiu, I probably wouldn't have taken the old monk's evil prophecy to heart.

It's a pity that when we met at the foot of the mountain and saw that wolf-like look, I suddenly felt a strange feeling that it was destined to be there."

Yang Hong's eyes opened and closed, like lightning rolling, blazing white and bright.

"I spent half my life in the army, fighting my way through the dead, becoming a soldier, a general, and a commander, and finally I was awarded the title of Duke.

But just because of such an evil prophecy, God willed me to die at the hands of a wolf cub? Isn't it ridiculous!"

Monk Xuanming remained silent.

He can only open up the world of interior scenes.

The word "God's Will" is too heavy for it to be picked up.

Besides, what kind of person is Liang Guogong?

A great military strategist who once slaughtered six cities and almost killed hundreds of barbarian royal families!

If it weren't for the saint's peerless grace, it would have obscured Yang Hong's talent.

The current evaluation should be at a higher level.

Speaking of which, I was able to ride a chariot with Liang Guo because of my love.

Otherwise, if you come as the head of the Xuankong Temple, you may not be qualified to ask the other party to take a second look.

Therefore, Xuanming just lowered his head and recited sutras without saying a word.

"To tell you the truth, I had a strong murderous intention at that time and wished I could slap that little brat to death.

No matter what destiny decides, no matter what luck prevails.

As long as I kill this wolf Gu with a snap of my fingers, let’s see how he eats the sheep?”

Yang Hong's burly body is wrapped in a thick fur coat.

The head is covered with white hair and tied with a golden crown, like an evil tiger lying on a big hill, giving people an extremely strong and fierce aura.

"Why didn't the Duke do it?"

Xuan Ming asked.

"I finally held back. I remembered that when I returned to Tianjing, I went to Qintian Prison to ask Meng Xuanji why a wolf eats a sheep.

He only understood the word "greed" and didn't want to say more.

Those who are proficient in calculations and understand changes must cover up their words.

Because if you speak too clearly and clearly, you will reveal the secrets of heaven, and you will easily suffer disasters and punishments, and your life will be short and you will die young."

Greed, wolf, food, poplar.

Xuan Ming said this silently, and his heart suddenly became awe-inspiring.

It is indeed an evil prophecy.

Eat means to eat and wipe clean.

The Liang Kingdom has a great cause and great power.

What kind of evil attack can eat it up?

"Since God wants me to die at the hands of Lang Gu, then I might as well fight with him!"

Yang Hong spoke every word with an unruly expression.

The green and black evil spirit between the eyebrows looks like vertical eyes, which is extremely frightening.

Above the jade chariot, a round of setting sun shines on people and things, as if stained with blood.

The violent Qi energy that belongs only to the master reaches straight into the sky!

Boom!

It seems like a series of muffled thunder and explosions!

Large dark clouds gathered, and the mountains were like mountains.

Falling slowly, as if it is crushing the earth.

The three hundred elite riders who were clearing the way ahead, the black dragon horses under their crotches were restless, looking up to the sky and neighing.

The eight Dacheng men who carried the chariot were sweating like rain and panting like thunder.

This is the tyranny of the Grandmaster!

The body is in harmony with the heaven and the earth, forming its own exterior scene.

A single thought can make June snow fall and winter thunder tremble.

"If the Duke of the country wants to compete with the sky, he is really brave.

If you can really open the golden lock, it may be impossible to continue the martial arts and break through the great innate talent!"

Xuan Ming's mind was clear and he reacted immediately.

The military master is the fourth peak of Qi and blood martial arts.

It is different from the three religions. It follows a fierce path of forging ahead and refining the heart.

Whenever great talent comes out of nowhere.

In the end, we must try to attack the "Soldier Lord", "Military God", and "Human Massacre".

Similar to the Taoist Enlightenment and Enlightenment.

In his early years, Liang Guogong had astonishing talent and excellent martial arts, and was almost an imperial grandmaster.

It is expected to achieve "human massacre".

As a result, he had a battle with Xuantian Shenglong Dao protector Li Buhui, and was struck by the Three Yin Demon-Slaying Sword.

Damage to the foundation and eliminate further opportunities for growth.

In the end, he only got the position of "Soldier Leader".

It’s a big pity.

The abbot of Huangjue Temple made evil predictions about greedy wolves and sheep.

But when it comes to luck, one must wax and wane.

If Duke Liang turns around and bites that "greedy wolf" back.

It is equivalent to defeating a dead situation, surviving from a desperate situation, and it is very possible to become a great innate.

"So I adopted Yang Xiu as my adopted son, taught him martial arts, and cultivated him carefully.

He nurtured his domineering spirit and ferocious nature...but it was a pity that he was killed by the mud-legged people from Liaodong before it took shape."

Yang Hong felt a little regretful, before meeting Yang Xiu from Lang Gu.

He originally thought that Zong Pingnan was the greedy wolf whose luck defeated him.
To be continued...