Seeing that the old monk was silent, Di Xin simply stopped talking and stepped forward, but the old monk did not give in at all.
Di Xin looked at the old monk coldly and said, "If you don't want to slaughter your ruined temple alone, just get out of the way!"
The old monk Subhuti recited a name, and suddenly he saw the lush greenery on the Emperor's Hill. In a trance, he felt that he was in the forest, and he could even hear the chirping of cicadas and birds.
Samsara Eye!
Performing illusions in front of Di Xin is simply a fool's errand.
At the moment when the Samsara Eye appeared, the lush forest suddenly became extremely dark, and the cicadas and birds stopped chirping at this moment.
After a flash of lightning, the entire forest burst into flames, and the fire grew bigger and bigger, and was finally swallowed up entirely by the flames.
The old monk Subhuti was holding his chest with an extremely ugly expression.
"The old monk saw King Shang's illusion."
Di Xin looked at the old monk coldly and said, "If your true body is here, Gu will naturally be afraid of you, but this Dharma body is too small for Gu."
In fact, Di Xin had already seen that the old monk Subhuti was just a Dharma body that could be discarded at any time.
Western religion has a magical secret technique. As long as a suitable skin body is found, the practitioner can inject it with his thoughts and become the master of this body.
And now this old monk is a Dharmakaya, so it's no wonder that Emperor Xin looks down on him.
"King Shang, this golden statue was made by the Jiejiao Immortal Piluxian. Can't King Shang still see it?"
The old monk was threatening Di Xin with the Western Sect and the Jie Jiao, but he missed one thing, that is, the purpose of Di Xin's coming here was not for Jiang Wenhuan, but for his wife and son.
"Tell me again, where is the son of the saint now?"
Seeing Di Xin being so determined, the old monk suddenly realized something and murmured, "If the old monk's guess is correct, then the child should be the son of the Human King."
Di Xin did not speak, but stared at the old monk.
"The old monk was wondering before why that child had the luck of the race, and why the golden statue was like this, so it was like that."
The old monk understood clearly, but at this moment he could not turn back.
"If King Shang can let these innocent believers go and promise to let them leave this place safely, the old monk has the final say and can tell the whereabouts of the King's son. Whether he can be found or not is not the old monk's business."
After a trial just now, the old monk Subhuti knew that he was far from a match for the Human King, and now that he had learned about such a secret, he would naturally do something.
"Okay! As long as you tell me the whereabouts of the Saint's Son, I will let these believers go."
The old monk recited the syntax chant and said, "Isn't it possible that the human king doesn't know where this place is?"
"This is Emperor Qiu, which is said to be the legacy capital of Emperor Zhuanxu!"
Although Di Xin realized something, he quickly asked, "Is Zhuan Xu hiding his secret here?"
The old monk continued to recite the Dharma name, and Emperor Xin asked again, "Where is the entrance to Zhuanxu's secret treasure?"
The old monk wanted to speak, but suddenly a white light emerged from the golden statue and poured directly into the old monk's body. The old monk was immediately melted by the white light.
The whole process took less than a breath, and even though Di Xin wanted to save him, it was too late.
Di Xin glared at the golden statue, but at the critical moment, he ruined his important task.
But the old monk was burned up by the flames, but a crystal clear relic was left on the spot, which was very warm and smooth in his hand, like a gem.
By some strange coincidence, Di Xin took the relic and looked around with the help of the reflection of sunlight. He discovered that there seemed to be light coming out from under the golden statue. When it matched the position where the saint was sitting, he knew immediately.
The location of this secret.
"It turns out to be here!"
Di Xin leaped again until he reached the side of the saint, and no believer could stop him.
When I was surprised, I found that almost all the believers were bleeding to death from their seven orifices. The death condition was actually very miserable.
At this moment, the golden statue also suddenly
collapse.
Di Xin covered it with his sleeves, and when he opened his eyes again, the saint in front of him had long disappeared.
"Damn it, I'm actually awake."
This golden statue actually awakened its consciousness under such circumstances.
Di Xin looked at the big hole in the ruins and jumped in without hesitation.
…
On the other side, His Royal Highnesses Wen Zhong, Shen Gongbao, Yin Jiao and Yin Hong heard a loud noise at the same time, and then saw the golden statue collapse.
From the sound of the collapse, a baby's cry seemed to be heard. This cry shocked the two princes at the same time.
"That's... Grand Master, this..."
Wen Zhong sighed and briefly said that Wu Shiluo and the child in her arms were none other than the son of the human king.
"younger brother?"
Yin Jiao and Yin Hong looked at each other as if they had made a difficult decision.
"Jiang Wenhuan, as long as you release these soldiers and return them to Donglu, I will forget the blame and let you be the Marquis of Gunzhou with peace of mind, but you will not be able to leave Gunzhou unless called from now on, how about that?"
This condition is already the biggest concession that Yin Hong can make, and as a condition, the first thing is to recognize Yin Hong's status in Donglu, and let him be the Marquis of Gunzhou, and from now on he will no longer be the prince of Dongbohou.
Jiang Wenhuan looked at his nephew and the generals led by Yin Hong, but they did not dare to look up at him. It was obvious that these people had sincerely joined Yin Hong.
Jiang Wenhuan sighed. Under such circumstances, all he could do was to let these soldiers go home.
"As long as they want to return to Donglu, I will not stop them."
When Jiang Wenhuan said this, all the generals immediately cried, especially the guards, who knelt in front of him, as if they were parting from life or death.
Afterwards, the soldiers came out one after another to seek refuge with the headquarters led by Yin Hong, but many loyal soldiers were unwilling to leave.
Yin Hong did not stop him, so Jiang Wenhuan left Diqiu with less than two thousand soldiers and headed for another big city in Gunzhou.
But among these people, there were 800 bald soldiers, who were very conspicuous. Shen Gongbao glanced at them with a smile, but did not want to say anything.
Wen Zhong naturally saw it, but he didn't say anything.
"Why didn't Grand Master tell His Highness Hong about this matter?"
Wen Zhong turned to look at Shen Gongbao and said, "Mr. Shen didn't say anything either?"
"Haha, Shen wants to see if Jiang Wenhuan can make a comeback with these two thousand soldiers."
"Aren't you afraid that the human king will be angry with you in the future?"
"Isn't there a grand master?"
The two looked at each other and smiled, saying nothing at the same time.
Jiang Wenhuan left this place with these two thousand elites and eight hundred Arhat Taoist soldiers.
After this incident, Jiang Wenhuan's position as the orthodox heir apparent of Dongbohou no longer existed, and the head of Donglu was replaced by Yin Hong.
People are so strange. Sympathy and tragedy are filled with this team, and they will blossom and bear fruit in this team.
The three Jie Jiao Immortals who had seen all this in their eyes showed disdain on their faces, as if they didn't look down on Jiang Wenhuan at all.
"I really don't know why Wu Yunxian values this Jiang Wenhuan so much. In my opinion, it's really bad."
"That's right, at the beginning, I thought he was tough, but I didn't expect that in front of Yin Hong, he would act so shamelessly and actually admit Yin Hong's position as the Lord of Donglu."
"Yin Hong is the orthodox disciple of Senior Sister Gui Ling. He is much better than Jiang Wenhuan."
"That's right."
The comments of the three Jie Jiao Immortals made Yin Hong smile. He naturally heard about these three naive Attendant Immortals.