Yang Guang looked into the other person's eyes, a sharp light flashed past, and he suddenly chuckled: "I'm sorry to trouble you, Taoist Priest, to come and tell me. Yang is very grateful. I don't know how to call Taoist Priest?"
"Jiang He, a poor Taoist from the Wuliang Sword Sect, is the third elder of the Wuliang Sword Sect." Jiang He said proudly.
"It turns out that the Taoist priest is Taoist priest Jiang He. Yang learned from Taoist priest Wang that Taoist priest Jiang is an outstanding talent of the Wuliang Sword Sect. He is both civilized and martial arts, and is good at playing, playing, chess, calligraphy and painting. He is really a role model for righteous monks. I wonder if he can stay.
This calligraphy treasure can be passed down to the world by Yang, and from now on, the descendants of the Yang family will worship it day and night." Yang Guang said with a smile on his face and cupped his hands.
Jiang He laughed loudly after hearing this. In fact, there are many younger generations in the Wuliang Sword Sect who are more advanced than him. Usually, many people praise each other, but it was different today. He felt very proud when he was praised in front of a beautiful woman.
face.
"Since the emperor is so sincere, it seems that I would feel sorry if I didn't leave something behind." Jiang He felt very happy and said to Yang Guang: "The Emperor of the Sui Dynasty still hasn't served him with pen and ink."
"Put on the pen, ink, paper and inkstone." Yang Guang smiled at the corner of his mouth and asked the person to put on the pen, ink, paper and inkstone.
Jiang He took it, waved his hand, and saw a poem appear on the white paper. Then he threw the brush aside, a sword light rolled up, and it disappeared without a trace in an instant.
"Your Majesty, this is too arrogant and abominable." Cheng Yaojin shouted loudly. The other generals also had angry expressions on their faces. It was true that this Jiang He was so abominable and did not put himself and others in his eyes at all.
"The East China Sea is misty..."
"Ding! You read a poem from Wuliangjianzong Jiang He's "Misty Waves in the East China Sea" and gained ten years of mana."
A mechanical sound sounded in Yang Guang's ears, making Yang Guang look stunned. He didn't expect that the other party had already entered the golden elixir realm, giving him ten years of inner strength. Compared with Fahai, there was a huge difference.
, not even magical powers.
"The Zhuxian Sword Qi is the fundamental magical power of the Wuliang Sword Sect, so it cannot obtain some of the magical powers of the Wuliang Sword Sect."
"Jiang He's cultivation is all made of pills, so he can only obtain the power of self-cultivation."
A mechanical voice came from the sea of consciousness. Yang Guang suddenly realized that no wonder he didn't have any magical powers, let alone hundreds of years of mana. All of this was because Jiang He's cultivation was due to taking drugs.
, it is not practiced by oneself at all.
"You are an incompetent person, just the second generation immortal of a playboy. You are treated as a pawn by me, and you are still so proud. Sooner or later, you will die in the hands of Buddhism." Yang Guang suddenly lost interest and threw aside the East China Sea mist in his hand.
"Your Majesty, these guys have only practiced a few more years than us. Sooner or later, we will surpass each other." After hearing this, Cheng Yaojin and others suddenly became much less angry.
What the emperor said makes sense. So what if these people are so powerful? Aren't they just pawns in the emperor's hands, fighting for the Sui Dynasty?
What they didn't know was that Jiang He's twenty-eight words brought ten years of mana to Yang Guang and saved Yang Guang ten years of time. This deal was a great deal.
"Okay, when the battle between Wuliang Sword Sect and Buddhism begins, we will attack Tongguan and enter the pass. At that time, even if Buddhism wins, we can only accept this fact." Yang Guang's calculations were loud.
If you rely on these people, you might as well do it yourself.
At this time, a burst of exclamation came from outside, and the sound was filled with confusion.
"What happened?" Xu Xingzhi's expression changed, but Yang Guang led everyone out of the tent.
Above the head, I saw a large ship approaching slowly. On top of the large ship, Buddha's light lingered, golden lotuses descended from the sky, Buddha's music lingered, and sandalwood hit the ground. After being frightened, the soldiers on the ground quickly
They prostrated themselves on the ground, with pious expressions on their faces. They knelt on the ground, put their weapons on the ground, and chanted the mantra of "Amitabha" in their mouths.
Everyone's expressions suddenly turned ugly. The war hadn't started yet! The soldiers under his command had entered Buddhism. Can this battle continue? Everyone looked at Yang Guang, waiting for Yang Guang's instructions.
Yang Guang's face was calm, but his fists were clenched tightly. He was thinking whether he should expose his cultivation and give these people the most powerful blow.
"What a grand display."
At this moment, a sword light rose into the sky, circled in the void, and headed towards the French ship in the sky.
"Amitabha, easy son, why is this necessary?" Nanhai Shenni's calm voice sounded, and the fly whisk fell from the sky, blocking the sword light. The sword light flickered back, and several white rays of light were faintly visible falling down.
After one blow, Nanhai Shenni still suffered a loss.
Even the Buddhist sound in the air disappeared without a trace, and the big ship slowly headed west and fell into Tongguan.
"Your Majesty." Cheng Yaojin looked at the large ship in the sky with a look of greed on his face. If he could get such a large ship, it would be much easier to march and fight, and at least it would be much easier to transport food and grass.
The light in Yang Guang's eyes flashed, wondering what the future war would be like. Yang Guang believed that the cave magic weapon was the best, and the aircraft in front of him would play a great role in the future for a long time.
"When Tongguan is captured, it would be the best thing if we can capture the big ship." Yang Guang ordered in a low voice.
"Your Majesty, don't worry. If I, old Cheng, have a chance, I will never let this treasure go." Cheng Yaojin said proudly.
"The Buddhist masters are here, and I believe the masters from the Wuliang Sword Sect will also come. Your Majesty, the battle will begin in these few days." Xu Xingzhi's face showed excitement.
"That's right." Yang Guang nodded. He was about to return to camp when he suddenly heard the sound of Buddha lingering in the air. The Buddha's light shone in the void, changing the color of the entire sky. Yang Guang looked over and saw the Buddha's light coming from the southeast and northwest.
They may be auspicious clouds, lotus flowers, rare birds and animals, etc. The sky is filled with Buddha light, which clearly indicates the arrival of a large group of people.
"Quickly, order the army to move the formation. I didn't expect that there are so many Buddhist masters in China." Yang Guang did not dare to neglect, and quickly ordered his people to beat the war drums, and ordered the army to move the formation. The Buddha's light will shine everywhere, even if you don't pay attention.
, many soldiers will be converted and leave.
The sound of war drums sounded, and in the military camp, countless soldiers began to take up positions. They heard an evil wolf appear in the void. The evil wolf looked at the moon, swallowing the essence of heaven and earth, and the evil spirit rose into the sky, blocking the Buddha's light all over the sky.
"Hey! Such a strong evil spirit." On a golden lotus, a kind-faced monk looked at the military formation at his feet, with a look of surprise on his face. He didn't expect that the military formation of the Sui Dynasty was so powerful, blocking the sound of the Buddha.
