Asking The Immortal Dao

When

breakthrough Second Layer, where water flows, a canal is formed, obviously went well, Qin Sang was proud that he was a cultivation genius, but now he can’t help but start to doubt himself.

Even if you are not a genius, you can accept the posture of a middleman. You can't be a fool, right?

He doesn't know whether this situation is normal, but he hasn't made any progress for so long, and his patience has been a little worn away, and it is inevitable that he is a little anxious.

Without the guidance of the Master, Qin Sang can only figure out for himself that the breakthrough Second Layer was so smooth, but now he is stuck by the bottleneck. Is there any other reason besides the cultivation technique itself?

For example, a medicated bath.

After the Blood Cloth House stabilized, Qin Sang once found an opportunity to return to Three Witches City, but did not see Daoist Priest Ji Xin and Mingyue. It is said that shortly after the Taoist temple caught fire, they Give the Taoist temple to the victims, go south by boat, and leave Great Sui.

Calculating the time, it was the days when King Eastern Yang and Zhenshui King rebelled.

Can't find Daoist Priest Ji Xin, Qin Sang can only find another way. He also collected several medicine recipes like Cultivating Body Strengthening Essence in the Blood Cloth House, but the effect is not as good as medicated bath.

The courtyard door was knocked suddenly.

The water monkey whispered outside: "Hall Master, General Zhou is here."

Qin Sang looked happy and hurriedly got up to arrange his clothes, loudly said: "Hurry up, please !"

Not long after, the water monkey led a middle-aged man in armor and pushed the door in. The man walked in front of Qin Sang, leaned over and bowed, "Finally, Zhou Mingguang will see Mr. Qin!"

On the surface, Qin Sang is the chief staff member of Eastern Yang County and has no official positions. People outside the Blood Cloth House call Qin Sang as Mr.

Qin Sang stretched out his hand to support Zhou Mingguang and took a look at him, said with a smile: "General Zhou, we are old acquaintances, so why bother. This time I trouble General Zhou to detour to Hunwu County. , Qin Sang has always been worried, for fear that he might have missed the admiral’s military affairs."

Zhou Mingguang is a close friend of General Mu. He broke with Ning County two months ago. Qin Sang met him. .

General Mu did not damage He Ning County and made great contributions, and the county owner recommended him to promote the right admiral of the brave camp. Zhou Mingguang as the tide rises, the boat floats, became a guerrilla general and unified Crossbow barracks.

Qin Sang was also promoted to the Master of Blood Cloth House Hall, but the paper has not yet arrived.

The only thing that made Qin Sang upset was that Wang Liu, a kid who mistreated the military, not only was not punished, but he picked up a big deal when attacking the state city of Jiang Prefecture, and now he is also the right admiral of the Xuanwei camp. .

"The general will not dare!"

Zhou Mingguang has seen the hell-like scene in the mansion of Da Zhuang, and respected Qin Sang, "Mr. Qin, the admiral asked me to ask you Okay. The adults wanted to come to see Mr. Qin in person. Unexpectedly, the military situation was urgent, so he had to lead his troops to Beiping Prefecture, but the admiral’s crossbow barracks brought the generals over, combined with five hundred god-armed crossbows, and obeyed Mr. Qin. Dispatch!"

"Okay!"

Qin Sang clapped his palms and was overjoyed. He shared his exploits with General Mu for the most part, and stayed in Hunwu County for so long. These are these crossbowmen.

His purpose is naturally Xuanji Temple in Hunwu County!

After learning that Xuanji Temple has Immortal Cultivator heritage from the people of Yuanjue, Qin Sang was thinking about how to get things done.

His Lightweight Art is inferior to the peak expert of Jianghu, and he cannot sneak into Xuanji Temple silently. Although the Master Yuanjue is dead, Xuanji Temple has Innate experts and countless first-rate experts.

Of course he can use Yama’s ability to kill people quietly, but Xuanji Temple has the name of Holy Land, known to everyone known to everyone in Great Sui. Once the news of Xuanji Temple's monks disappeared, There must be a stir in the entire Great Sui country.

There is Immortal Master staring at the Great Sui country.

Thinking about it, it is safest to rely on the power of the world. In the face of five hundred god-arm crossbows, the abbot of Xuanji Temple dare not impudent unless he wants Xuanji Temple extinguish sect.

Hearing that Qin Sang’s target was actually Xuanji Temple, Zhou Mingguang said with embarrassment: "Mr. Qin, I will hear that there is an Innate expert in Xuanji Temple, trifling five hundred crossbowmen, I’m afraid... …"

"General Zhou, don’t worry!"

Qin Sang believes, "If the Innate expert dares to kill people, I will deal with it. The only thing to worry about is Xuanji Temple. The monk is rebellious and still has a heart toward the pseudo-emperor and disobeys Wang Hua, so it is necessary for General Zhou to lead his troops to frighten him. If they know each other and confess their crimes and receive punishment, the prince does not want to kill to the last one... Take the general back to reward the generals, and leave tomorrow morning so as not to delay the march. After the event is completed, Qin Sang will be very grateful."

"Final will follow!"

……

In the early morning of the second day, Qin Sang led the Blood Cloth House and Zhou Guangming joined forces. After dinner, they marched quickly and stationed troops in front of Xuanji Temple before noon.

An ancient Tibetan temple in the deep mountains.

The mountain wind rustles the jungle.

The road up the mountain is paved with half-step-wide blue stones. From the foot of the mountain to the gate of the temple, five rides can go in parallel.

Xuanji Temple.

In the three vigorous characters, the simple and heavy breath assaults the senses.

In front of the mountain gate, two stone lions eye shows the ominous light, staring at the path.

Falling leaves are flying on the high steps, and no monk can be seen. The two zhang high gates are closed tightly, and there is absolute silence inside.

The autumn wind is bleak.

In front of the temple gate, there is a large flat ground. Wearing the armor of an ordinary soldier, Qin Sang looks up at the martial arts Holy Land, looking over the high outer wall, and seeing the cornice inside.

He can hear nervous breathing in Xuanji Temple.

Zhou Guangming, who took the lead, waved back, and then a series of footsteps sounded, more than a thousand soldiers scattered the order, five hundred god-armed crossbows were wound together, and the arrow pointed at Zhumen.

Zhou Mingguang looked towards Qin Sang, Qin Sang has a slight jaw.

"Change the rocket!"

Zhou Mingguang was loudly roared and tone barely fell. Suddenly someone in Xuanji Temple recited a thick Buddha name.

"Wait!"

Next, there was a rush of footsteps in Xuanji Temple, Zhumen pushed open, and an old monk with a ruddy face and white eyebrows came out first.

Behind him, a group of monks filed out, looking angry, holding sticks and pointed finger towards the soldiers in front.

I saw the robes on the old monk, Qin Sang secretly thought this should be the abbot Yuanzhen of Xuanji Temple, the Junior Brother of Master Yuanjue, and one of the most respected people in Great Sui martial arts.

"Amitabha."

Abbot Yuanzhen's eyes were sad, his eyes swept away, he stared at Zhou Mingguang, and asked: "this poor monk is Yuanzhen, dare to ask the general's name "

Zhou Mingguang said solemnly: "Someone is Zhou Mingguang, who is not talented in trifling, and is a general under the prince's command." "General Zhou, Xuanji Temple is a monk. He has always been compassionate, and he has always been with the ancient Buddha of the blue lamp, and he does not touch the world. I don’t know what happened. Is it worth the general's fight and attracting troops?"

"Ancient Buddha with a Blue Lantern?"

Zhou Mingguang's face was mocking, laughed heartily, "The monks and soldiers in Duling County who helped the imperial emperor defend the city have massacred countless sons and sons of my Eastern Yang County. Could it be someone else? dísciple?"

Abbot Yuanzhen's expression remained unchanged, and he retorted: "General Zhou did not know that those monks and soldiers only learned arts in Xuanji Temple, and they had no relationship with Xuanji Temple after they descended. , This poor monk has already been explained to Shizi face to face, and the general will know when he asks."