"Amitabha, Your Majesty, these disciples are just following orders. They may not have the intention to rebel. It seems inappropriate to capture all of them!" The man on the top of the golden roof looked at the disciples below with a compassionate expression.
"Swear an oath to be loyal to the Sui Dynasty and to me. Otherwise, both body and soul will be destroyed." Yang Guang thought for a moment and said loudly.
When the man on the Golden Summit saw this, his face was stunned, and he stopped talking immediately. Instead, he stood above the clouds honestly, with a look of anger in his eyes. He wanted to transform all these people into Emei,
Unfortunately, this little thought was not hidden from Yang Guang.
"Monk Jinding, you are so brave. Who is Your Majesty? How could you let your conspiracy succeed?" Lin Feifeng's face showed a hint of sarcasm.
The master of Jinding looked at the disciples of Qinghua Palace below and swore allegiance to Yang Guang. He felt even more awkward in his heart. He glanced at Lin Feifeng with an angry look. This stupid guy, do I lack disciples in Emei? After all, this is the Manjushri Bodhisattva Dojo.
, after Buddhism moves eastward, a large number of disciples will join, who will care about these second-hand goods.
The key is that the Emperor of the Sui Dynasty did things insidiously and viciously. Now he and Buddhism and Taoism coexist peacefully, but as time goes by, a large number of monks will appear under his command. Will it still be the same as now? I am afraid it will become the second
A Ying Zheng.
It's just that these words are hard to say.
"Your Majesty, Zhao Pu has great magical powers. Although he is injured now, he will recover soon. Why not kill him now?" Lin Feifeng looked at Zhao Pu with murderous intent flashing in her eyes. She wished she could kill Zhao Pu now.
A big thing on my mind.
"Don't worry, Headmaster Lin. Zhao Pu, I still have some uses. I can't kill you now." Yang Guang smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry, Headmaster Lin, the Five Guards Prison isolates the world. Once you enter it, you won't be able to absorb even the slightest bit of spiritual energy.
If you want to rebel, you must be prepared for a fate worse than death."
"Amitabha." Upon hearing this, the man on the Golden Summit flashed a hint of horror in his eyes. This was different from what he imagined. When did the Sui Dynasty become so powerful that even monks in the Taiyi realm could be banned? Could this be
The power of a dynasty?
"Since you are loyal to me, you must also join the Five Guards, become my worshipers in the Great Sui Dynasty, enjoy the luck of the Great Sui Dynasty, and serve the Great Sui Dynasty. I believe it will not be worse than this Qinghua Palace." Yang Guang looked at it.
The monks below may be reluctant, but Yang Guang doesn't care.
Among monks, the most solemn oath is the oath made to heaven, which is almost never changed.
"I will see you, Your Majesty." These monks seemed to have been appointed, and they all prostrated themselves on the ground.
"You two can arrange for people to obtain secret books, elixirs, and magic weapons." Yang Guang nodded with satisfaction. With these people, he will have the capital to fight against the immortals in the future. Next, it is time to divide the spoils.
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"Everyone in the Wuliang Sword Sect, let's seize the fruits of victory that belong to you!" Lin Feifeng waved her hand. The Qinghua Palace has been here for more than a thousand years and has been inherited from the Taiyi Sect of Chanjiao. There are no secrets of practice and panacea in it.
How much? The loss this time was relatively small. In comparison, we made a lot of money.
The person on the Golden Summit on one side was not polite and ordered his disciples to rush into it and snatch the secret book.
"Your Majesty the Emperor, if there is another sect that is so presumptuous in the future, you can write a book to Pindao, and Pindao will personally come with his disciples to help your majesty, punish disobedients, and kill traitors." Lin Feifeng said with a smile.
After hearing this, the Jinding Master's eyes flashed and he looked at Lin Feifeng. This woman is really stupid. Didn't she see Yang Guang's ambition?
Although Yang Guang is not as domineering as Ying Zheng, this kind of silent method of moisturizing things is actually more terrifying and more insidious than Ying Zheng. Look, now even first-class holy places like Qinghua Palace are attacked by Yang Guang
Although the reason is legitimate, no one knows what it will be like in the future. What is hateful is that in the world of cultivation, not many people understand this. Lin Feifeng, a fool, still wants to help Yang Guang and wipe out these disobedient people.
The sect is even more stupid to the extreme.
"Amitabha, everyone in Emei is willing to do it." The man on the Golden Summit was also smiling. As long as his own strength develops, why do he need to worry about Yang Guang's machinations?
"That's very good. Thank you both very much." Yang Guang was immediately overjoyed.
Everyone is greedy, this is true for people, and even more so for monks. The greed of monks is even stronger than that of mortals. What mortals only covet is fame and fortune, but what monks covet is immortality, but the power to overturn the world.
, they are more greedy than ordinary people.
As long as the things given are appropriate, the monk will also work hard for himself. He has just felt that the people on the Golden Summit are wary of him, but what can he do? If you don't agree to such a good thing, someone will naturally agree. The Infinite Sword Sect agreed.
Yes, Emeishan will also agree. Is it possible to see the strength of his opponent skyrocketing?
There was a roar in the distance, but the sword energy and the Buddha's light were seen reflecting each other. It was obvious that the two families were fighting over the uneven distribution of the spoils.
"Stop." Lin Feifeng shouted softly, and the powerful aura was suppressed. In the void, a long river, vast and mighty, steamed with five qi, and in the cave sky, green lotuses blossomed.
"Amitabha." The person on the golden roof shouted the Buddha's name, and the golden light shrouded the sky, breaking through the void. The green lotus in the void disappeared instantly, and only the golden lotus fell from the void, and the gas of sandalwood enveloped the cave sky.
The two families who had just joined forces suddenly fell out.
It was unexpected and reasonable. The Jiejiao disciples and the Buddhist sect really had nothing to say.
The three of them have vast supernatural powers and their spiritual consciousness is all over the cave. They instantly understood why the two sides were quarreling. It was just that the spoils were unevenly divided in the classics.
"Amitabha, fellow Taoist Lin, and the poor monk think it's better to use spiritual elixirs and spiritual treasures to make up for it, how about that?" The man on the golden roof smiled. The elixirs and spiritual treasures are things outside the body, and only the secret scriptures of practice are his own.
"Old bald donkey, do you think I am a fool?" Lin Feifeng was obviously not a simple person, and sneered: "Whoever gets it first belongs to him. This is a rule. What, do you want to break the agreement?"
Master Jinding smiled bitterly in his heart. He was indeed not a simple person. No wonder after the decline of Jiejiao, the power of Wuliang Sword Sect did not drop much. It was still the top sect in Nanzhan Continent, and the woman in front of him had contributed a lot.
Yang Guang, on the other hand, smiled as he watched the two people arguing. If these two people coexist peacefully, it would be Sui Sui who would be the unlucky one.
"Spiritual veins rise." Yang Guang waved his right hand, and he heard the sound of dragons roaring in the cave. The ground rolled, and spiritual veins appeared one after another, one was the upper clear spiritual vein, and the rest were all first-grade spiritual veins, first-grade spiritual veins.
There are a total of eighty-one pulses. After all, it is a first-grade sect that has such a foundation.
Master Jinding kept shouting the Buddha's name with great reluctance.
