Foshan suffered a disaster, and the ever-destroying light that had been destroyed for thousands of years completely dissipated with the collapse of the Buddha. This was the darkest day in the Buddha's kingdom. Thousands of Buddhists looked at the direction of the holy mountain and knelt down and cried bitterly.

When demons appear in the world, Buddha cannot do it. Could it be that the Pure Land of Buddha will also fall into a terrifying darkness?

Why haven’t their Buddha come back yet?

The Buddhists who offered sacrifices to the false Buddha had already lost their hearts and could not withstand the slightest blow. During this night when the Buddha was destroyed, they fell into despair and panic.

On the mountain, beside the collapsed stone statue, three hundred imperial guards sat on the ground to regulate their breathing. The blood-stained faces were as firm as ever. Even though the future was bumpy, even if they were alive and died, they still never gave up. They trusted their marquis and the queen in the distance as always.

In Tianyu Hall, Changsun sat on the side seat next to the dragon chaise. He had been sleeping for several days. Under the phoenix crown, his beautiful eyes were now covered with bloodshot, but he still persisted.

The folds on the table have been piled up in piles, especially the battle reports from the southwest of Daxia, which are sent every half a day.

She cruelly sent him to that battlefield. How could she not feel guilty or worry? She was not a stern heart. However, compared to the thousands of ordinary people in the southwest of Daxia, her personal emotions were so small that she could only sacrifice him and sacrifice the person she trusted the most.

More than half a month later, he did a good job. The bald donkeys in the Buddha Kingdom did not move forward any more, and Daxia also got a brief breath.

These days, the Beimeng army in front of Beichui City stopped. Since the disciples of the Buddha Kingdom were defeated, Fan Lingyue has restrained his edge. The negotiations between the two dynasties are still ongoing, and it seems that there is no opportunity to ease.

It seems that everything is moving in a favorable direction in Daxia.

Now, the most important thing is to select a new emperor to stabilize the situation in Daxia as soon as possible.

Half an hour later, a letter was sent from the Tianyu Hall and flew quickly towards the direction of the Buddha Kingdom.

Mijie Mountain, Du'er Temple, the most mysterious and sacred place in the Buddha's Kingdom. Today, those who mistreat Buddha step in and destroy the foundation of the Buddhist school.

Ning Chen led Xiao Mingyue into the hall, and saw that the Buddha was solemn and the golden body was dazzling.

The Buddhist temple is so big that it is hard to imagine, and it is really hard to believe how such a huge Buddhist temple was built on Mijie Mountain. This would be almost impossible for later generations.

In the hall, there are relics from the powerful Buddhists of all generations who have sat in the transformation, which are golden and look very extraordinary.

Ning Chen stepped forward, looked at the thirteen relics, reached out to look at them for a long time, but did not find anything strange. He couldn't help but frown and waved his hand and put them away.

"What's the use of this stone?" Mingyue asked in confusion.

"I don't know, don't care about it, take it away first." Ning Chen shook his head and replied.

It is said that Buddhist practices are different from ordinary warriors. After practicing to the realm of transformation, the golden body will never die. Even after sitting and transforming, you can inject a body of exercise into the relics.

However, this is just a legend, he doesn't know whether it is true or false.

These monks were hard before they died and could not even cut them. The stones formed after they died were also extremely hard, and they were not sure what they were used for.

The two of them tumbling in the hall for a long time, but they didn't find anything they could take away. Xiao Mingyue took away a small wooden hammer in front of the Buddha. When Ning Chen saw that the wooden hammer had been taken away, he simply put the wooden fish up as well.

After turning over the front hall, the two went to the back hall again. This was the place where the Buddhist disciples rested. After briefly turning over, they found some elixirs and put them away.

The last place they went to was the residence of the abbot of Du'er Temple. However, before they even stepped in, they were blocked by a powerful force and could not get close to half a step.

"I can't get in, what should I do?" Mingyue stretched out her little hand and touched the invisible obstacle in front of her, and said unhappily.

Ning Chen also reached out to feel it, and immediately felt a little depressed. The intensity of the ban could be at least broken by innateness.

Although he is already in the middle of the ninth grade, he is still a little far from his innate nature. It is estimated that it will be difficult to break this ban in a while.

"Mingyue, you back down, I'll try it"

Ning Chen asked Xiao Mingyue to retreat, then pulled out the ink sword, ready to smash it with brute force.

Mingyue walked back obediently for more than ten meters and said crisply, "Okay, you can start."

Ning Chen prepared for a while, then slashed with a sword.

The next moment, there was a loud bang, and the golden light was trembling, and the earth shook. The soldiers on Mijie Mountain were shocked by the sudden sound, and looked at the back of Du'er Temple, what were their marquis doing?

The restriction shook, and then quickly calmed down, without any trouble.

Ning Chen shook his arm that was numb. It was a bit difficult to deal with this thing so resistant to smashing.

It’s not that he has no way to break the air. The sand sword given to him by his senior must have been smashed open the turtle shell. However, this is a gift to the old bald donkey, how can it be wasted here?

"Can you open it?" Xiao Mingyue shouted and asked.

"No problem, you can wait a little longer"

Ning Chen strengthened himself, and Xiao Mingyue was still watching from the side, so she couldn't be embarrassed.

Isn’t it just a breaking of the ban? He can’t beat the innate one, but he can’t even open the ban set by the innate one?

A moment later, there were loud bangs on the Mijie Mountain. Many soldiers in the imperial guards, who were not seriously injured became curious and unconsciously glanced at the imperial guards leader who was still healing.

"If you want to go, go." The leader of the imperial guard did not open his eyes and spoke calmly.

With the agreement, everyone stood up immediately and ran towards the sound.

Soon, a large number of soldiers stood in front of the old monk's residence in the back hall, watching their marquis there unscrupulously and slashing a faint golden light in front of him.

Mingyue pinched a piece of air-dried beef from a soldier and put it into her mouth, chewing it boredly, when will it be chopped?

The soldiers around were curious and surrounded Xiao Mingyue and waited together. They were not unfamiliar with the little emperor of Northern Meng beside them, and they had no disgust. After all, no matter how many wars in the two dynasties were blamed, no matter how hard the matter of the Northern Meng royal court was, Daxia would not have been fought so hard.

In front of the old monk's residence, the loud sound continued. Everyone was tired of watching it. They sat aside with Xiao Mingyue, waiting bored while eating the dry food they carried with them.

"How long will it take?" After a while, Mingyue was a little sleepy, but was so loud that she couldn't sleep because of the loud noise. So she shouted impatiently and urged.

"It's almost!"

Ning Chen turned his head and replied. When he saw a bunch of people sitting behind him, he was shocked. Why did these guys come?

"Hou, do you need help?" A soldier asked with courage, but his body had no intention of moving at all.

"Yes, Marquis, don't be polite if you need help." Seeing someone taking the lead, the rest of the soldiers also cheered.

Ning Chen looked at these guys with contempt and knew that he was so good at speaking.

"You sit and watch it, I will definitely make it happen." Ning Chen felt majestic and frustrated. Even these guys dared to laugh at him. Today, he would even smash the turtle shell to regain his face.

The rumbling sound came again, and Ning Chen made great determination. No matter what, he could no longer be embarrassed in front of his subordinates. He smashed his swords and swords more violently.

Two hours later, it was almost dawn, and an imperial guard soldier ran over and shouted, "Hou, letter from the palace."

Ning Chen glanced at the ban whose light was already very dim, took the letter, turned around and walked to Xiao Mingyue to sit down, and looked carefully.

The soldiers also calmed down, not knowing what news the empress from the palace sent.

"It will take about ten days for the reinforcements to arrive. The Empress asked us to hold on." Ning Chen glanced at the first half of the letter and looked up to tell everyone.

This letter was written the day before yesterday. It took more than a day to deliver it here. Calculate the days, and they really have to wait about ten days.

The soldiers had no joy or depression. Ten days were a bit long for them, but they just kept going.

In the second half of the letter, Changsun focused on the situation in the imperial city and Beimeng.

The situation in the imperial city has not changed much. The two princes have reached a fever pitch. The three princes have argued for more than once or twice, and they have never reached a unified opinion.

What he cared about the most was the excessive calm of the Northern Mongolian army. Although the negotiations between the two dynasties were still in progress, he did not believe in this thing at all. In this world, he was the one who knew Fan Lingyue the best. He knew very well that it was absolutely impossible for Northern Mongolia to retreat.

The situation that is gradually eased is undoubtedly an illusion. Fan Lingyue seems to be subtly conveying an attitude to everyone in Daxia.

There is a possibility of negotiation between the two dynasties!

He is far away in the Buddha's Kingdom and is not sure what Fan Lingyue is thinking, but this illusion is definitely a big hidden danger to Daxia.

"Come, go and get the pen and ink." Thinking of this, Ning Chen spoke.

"Yes" the soldiers waiting beside him saluted respectfully, and then turned around and walked towards the hall.

There is no shortage of study objects in the hall, and in a short while, the pen and ink were taken over.

Ning Chen took the pen and wrote down his suggestion immediately. The letter repeatedly emphasized that Changsun should be careful about dealing with the matter of the imperial city, especially for Fan Lingyue, and never believe in any illusion of peace.

At the end of the letter, he briefly explained the events that happened, so that Changsun should not worry, that he could hold on.

"Send the letter back to the palace immediately." Ning Chen handed the letter to the imperial guards beside him and said seriously.

"As for the order" the soldiers took the order and immediately left quickly.

After such a struggle, everyone lost the mood to make fun of suffering. Ning Chen was also unwilling to delay any further. He walked to the forbidden area and his body was at its peak. The snowflakes were storming in the sky, and the ink sword trembled and frost quickly condensed.

The sword light that fell down slashed heavily on the restriction. The already dim golden light finally couldn't bear the powerful force anymore and shattered with a bang.
Chapter completed!