The Buddha Kingdom Mijie Mountain, the supreme holy mountain in the Buddha Kingdom, has welcomed the most unpopular group of guests today.

Ning Chen ordered camping and directly sealing the road. There was only one road up the Mijie Mountain. As for whether there were other secret passages, he could not know now.

Today, Mijie Mountain is the weakest time. As long as the old monk and the strong men of the Buddha's kingdom do not come back, this is not the forbidden area of ​​the Buddha's kingdom that makes people frightened.

However, it is impossible for a strong man to stay on the mountain, and it is not that easy to fight.

"Camping on the spot"

After thinking for a while, Ning Chen ordered the imperial guards to rest on the spot. They fought all the way, and Mijie Mountain must have been prepared and there was no rush.

He missed Prince Yan a little. If his senior was here, he wouldn't care about these messy things, just hit them up.

In this world, force is not omnipotent, but it is absolutely impossible to do without force.

He didn't know how many strong people were left on the mountain, he only knew that the old monk had taken out four Buddhist guardians.

The powerful people in the Buddha's kingdom are basically in the city of Gulan. Now, he is most afraid of those who are shameful.

Although this kind of person does not show up on weekdays, he is very strong and has a foundation of a sect and is extremely difficult to mess with.

The night gradually descends, and on the Mijie Mountain, the Buddha's light shines, and is able to compete with the bright moon.

The solemn and majestic Foshan, under the night, makes people feel a sense of worship. The history of Buddhism is far away. When it comes to the generation of the abbot of Du'er Temple, it reaches its peak. A congenital indigenous position of the Three Disasters is in charge. No one dares to invade easily in the world.

Ning Chen sat in front of the tent with Xiao Mingyue, quietly looking at the mountain, without talking about anything else, just looking at the scenery, Mijie Mountain is indeed a beautiful land.

The two of them watched for a long time, but neither of them spoke, and they thought about their own affairs.

Since the Northern Meng army was involved in the battle, the war has been fought for several months without realizing it. Most of the spring has passed and summer is approaching. I just don’t know how long this war will take.

A Fan Lingyue has already made Daxia feel embarrassed. Now that the group of bald donkeys from Buddhism have joined in, the situation in Daxia has become chaotic.

Ning Chen looked at Foshan in front of him, and the more he looked, the more angry he became. A group of monks did not cultivate themselves and cultivate their nature, did not eliminate evil and helped the good, and actually ran to Daxia to fight. He was really in his head.

"What are you thinking?" After a while, Mingyue asked curiously.

"I was thinking about how to get up and then blow up the mountain," Ning Chen said honestly.

"..." Mingyue was speechless. Everyone knew that this was impossible.

Mijie is so scary that it is full of hard stones everywhere, even the kind of thing called gunpowder is not very useful.

"Mingyue, have you signed any agreement with the Buddha Kingdom?" Ning Chen thought for a while and asked.

When they were in Northern Mongolia, the little monk they met must be more than just a coincidence. Northern Mongolia and Daxia generally do not believe in Buddhism. What's the use of a monk going there?

"No" Mingyue shook her head. Beimeng and Du'er Temple have always been in good condition, without any grudges or contact.

Ning Chen had no choice but to ask more questions. I am afraid that only Fan Lingyue and the abbot of Du'er Temple knew clearly. No matter how much he thought, it would be useless.

It has been almost five days, and Qingning doesn't know what's going on. Compared to Fan Lingyue, the monks in Gulan City are more likely to deal with. At least, the monks do not understand the art of war.

Of course, this is without the abbot of Due Temple.

Excessive force often makes many conspiracies and plots weak, which is why he is so worried.

Fortunately, there are no characters like Fan Lingyue in the Buddha Kingdom, otherwise there would be no need to beat them.

"Mingyue, do you want to go up and take a look?" Ning Chen looked at Foshan, squinted his eyes and asked.

"Will it not drag you down?" Mingyue felt a little embarrassed.

"It's okay, there will be no danger if we go up."

Ning Chen replied that those who are shameless will not come out easily. As long as these thousand imperial guards are still below, he and Xiao Mingyue will be safe.

Mingyue nodded, she really wanted to go up and take a look.

Everyone in the world knows that there is a mountain in the Buddha Kingdom, but there are very few who can really go up. If you are not curious, it will definitely be a lie.

"Let's go"

As soon as the words fell, Ning Chen carried the little bright moon on his back, and then turned into a stream of light and rushed towards the mountain.

Mijie Mountain is very high, more than a thousand feet high, and it goes straight into the clouds. Humans are no different from ants in front of them.

Due Temple is located at the top of many Buddhist temples, very huge. I don’t know how much sweat and blood of Buddhists have been used to build it.

He always believed that the pseudo-Buddhas in this world are vampires who eat human flesh and drink human blood. Apart from eroding the fruits of the labor of thousands of Buddhists, they do nothing and wait for the offerings of the Buddhists.

Where did their Buddha practice?

Ning Chen led Xiao Mingyue all the way to the top Due Temple, without stopping along the way, nor was he blocked.

Of course, this does not mean that no one has discovered them.

At least, Ning Chen himself felt three strong auras of no less than the ninth grade swept by, all of which were very obscure and unwilling to be noticed.

Ning Chen didn't want to pay attention to this kind of rat who was hiding his head and showing his tail. As long as they didn't come out, he pretended not to notice.

The bright moon shines brightly, with white and cold light. The way they walked up, Du'er Temple was close to him at the end.

"Dong"

The bell rang, resounding across the Mijie Mountain, as if warning uninvited guests.

On the top of the mountain, on the mountain wall in front of Due Temple, a large Buddha is a hundred feet tall. The Buddha's face is powerful without anger. The golden light hangs down, making people feel an unspeakable pressure.

The Buddha statue is extraordinary. With the blessing of the Buddha's power of the Buddhist monks throughout the ages, the Buddha's light has become a miracle in the Buddha's kingdom.

Ning Chen put down Xiao Mingyue, stopped in front of the Buddha, and carefully looked at the miracles in the eyes of the world. What was the magic?

The giant Buddha with a hundred feet of gold rays lingered around him, just like a real Buddha coming to the world, overlooking the entire world.

Buddhism always requires some means to deceive Buddhists. This hundred-foot-foot Giant Buddha is a miracle created by Buddhism.

Ning Chen stepped forward and touched the Buddha statue. He felt a vast Buddha power surge, and his power was no less than that of a innate powerful man.

However, dead objects are dead objects after all, and no matter how strong they are, they are useless.

"Daxia Zhiming Hou, a place where Buddhism is pure, is not the place where you should come. Please go back quickly." At this moment, a powerful aura in Du'er Temple warned.

"The Buddha said that all beings are equal. If you can come, why can't I come?" Ning Chen sneered and responded.

"The Buddha's fate is for you. The murder is too serious and there is no intention of repentance. Buddhism does not welcome you." The previous voice spoke again.

"Clam"

The ink sword was unsheathed and inserted into the earth. Ning Chen said lightly, "I put down the butcher's knife now. Can I become a Buddha standing on the ground? I have put down the butcher's knife, but your Buddha is now killing people in Gulan City. Who is the Buddha and who is the demon?"

"Strangering words"

The strong man in Du'er Temple was angry and suppressed by a powerful palm force to suppress the people who died of Buddha.

Ning Chen was not afraid at all. With his hands, his whole body was filled with blue light. He also met with one palm, and refused to give in at all.

With a loud bang, the earth in front of the Buddha shook, and stone slabs cracked, leaping a hundred feet away.

The power of a palm is shocking. Buddhas are strong, and those who mist the Buddhas are also strong, and they are not inferior to others at all.

The figure under the Buddha is as motionless as a mountain. He has been practicing martial arts until now, and he is no longer the boy who was bullied by others.

A mere 9th-grade late-stage person wanted to kill him, and he was a fool.

"Bright Moon, you back down, I will help this Buddha practice cultivation."

Ning Chen pulled Xiao Mingyue back ten steps, the ink sword flew up, the frost was condensed, and the snowflakes stormed, and with one sword slashed.

With a loud bang, the Buddha's body vibrated, and cracks continued to spread on the feet of the giant Buddha and then shattered.

"Random!" The strong man in Du'er Temple was furious, his figure flashed, and he came to the two of them. The Vajra's eyes angrily and slashed with his palm.

"when"

The sword tip hit the palm of Vajra, and the sound of gold and stone sounded. The powerful force shocked the two men's clothes and shook their shaking.

"It's the Vajra Indestructible Body again." Ning Chen was unhappy. This Buddhist technique is really disgusting.

If you are not afraid of being unable to fight, you are afraid of not being able to be beaten to death. The Buddhist Vajra Indestructible body is hard to be damaged by swords, and it is really boring to fight.

So far, he has not found any effective way to deal with this kind of martial arts. If he fights head-on, it will be too hard.

"No more fight, Mingyue, let's go"

Ning Chen waved the ink sword in his hand, swung the Buddha in front of him, and then led Xiao Mingyue and prepared to leave.

"Come whenever you want, leave whenever you want. Where do you think Du'er Temple is!" With an angry shout, the Buddhist Vajra stepped on her feet, and golden light rose all over her body, shining brightly in the nine heavens.

"The Buddha said that the Holy Power, the Tathagata shone with the light of the sky"

The statue of the powerful Tathagata, the words of the world are spreading, and the word "Buddha" in the sky shines with dazzling golden light. The Buddha's move to kill demons in the past appears again in the world.

The Buddha appears in the world, accompanied by the sound of the Sanskrit, constantly impacting the minds of those who blew the Buddha.

"Noisy"

The sound of the Buddhist sarcasm was harsh, and Ning Chen felt impatient. When his body moved, he instantly arrived in front of the Buddhist Vajra. The ink sword crossed the frost and slashed towards the Buddha's eyes.

With the sound of gold and stone, the Buddha's eyes tingled, the sword energy entered his body, and the qi and blood were churning, and the Buddha who passed by the world shattered, shattering.

Ning Chen flipped his palms, and the blue waves rose again, and the vast palms were all printed on the Buddha's dantian.

The Buddhist Vajra flew out with a bang, retreating for more than ten steps, a smear of blood from the corner of his mouth quietly slid down, and the golden light on his body gradually dimmed.

"What a fucking fight"

Ning Chen shook his hand, which was so numb and numb, and he felt very unhappy. This was a late-stage Buddhist powerhouse. If it were the old monk and the four Buddhist guardians, wouldn’t he be able to beat him even if he was beaten.

"Recover well, I'll come again tomorrow"

After the words came, Ning Chen stopped leaving any more, and quickly went down the mountain with the little bright moon turning into a stream of light.

When the two left, the Buddha retreated, and the internal injuries were no longer suppressed, and his mouth was vomiting bright red.

In front of the Buddha statue under the moon, gravels scattered all over the ground, and the foot of the Buddha statue was missing. The compassionate Buddha's eyes always carried compassion, looking down at the mountain, as if they were forgiveing ​​the greatest disrespect of those who traitor the Buddha.
Chapter completed!