An evolutionary game starting from Suolongjing.

Chapter 250 The Unexpected Visitor and the Tool Monk
At the previous moment, the fan monks still firmly believed that the other party would retreat. It doesn’t matter even if they don’t hand over the gold and silver treasures. Their understanding of the Song Dynasty in the south, compensation is almost certain.

It's just that they, who were supposed to be ignorant of everything, can only pick up leftovers leaked from the fingers of big shots.
God?

What about the gods!
The land of the Central Plains has always attached importance to rules, coupled with the fact that the previous emperors took turns to sit, and the chaotic situation that came to my house this year almost frightened the monarchs and ministers of the Song Dynasty.Starting from the sudden death of Song Taizu, he began to suppress dissidents, gather power, and prepare to shake the imperial power.

Drinking wine to release military power is a program in which Song Taizu, who died suddenly, wanted to relieve the general's power.

But now, in the territory of Song Dynasty, the raging mountain cutting and temple destruction is another move of the new Song emperor in order to centralize power-while cleaning up the monsters and monsters, and at the same time killing those who don't like the Song Dynasty. Solve it together, and then distribute these vacated sites to monks and Taoists, and to gods and land.

Of course, the gods and earth who have been famous for a long time may not care about the recognition from Song Dynasty, but what about the reward?Add a few more precious words to the long name of the gods, let those Taoist monks praise them higher, and manually promote them, I don't believe they are not tempted.
As for the consumption of national luck, who cares?
From the point of view of means, it is very shrewd to fight a group and pull a group. Most of the wise monarchs of all dynasties have done similar things, but some are more gentle than the Song emperor, and some are more violent.

Behavior is not wrong.

The mistake is that Kyushu has not yet been unified. Except that the east is adjacent to the sea and has no neighbors, there are tigers and wolves in the three directions of the Song Dynasty in the south, west, and north, ready to pounce on them at any time.

And the reason why they stand still is that except for those who are not strong enough, most of the rest are waiting-waiting for Da Song to bleed more ruthlessly, and waiting for it to become weaker.

The prey when it is about to die is the easiest and most delicious.

Of course, those who can be cast as scouts are basically low-level fan monks. Even if they are wise enough, their vision is not enough to judge so many things.These are just the answers I heard from the elders and abbots in the temple when they talked.

However, according to the judgment of these wise men, the gods of the Great Song Dynasty are almost too busy to take care of themselves, so why do they have time to find trouble for others? The key is that they didn't realize how this monk died from the beginning to the end.

"crazy!"

"It must be crazy!"

This damn god feels that he has no hope of survival, and he is looking for death!
It doesn't matter if you want to die yourself, but they are still young, and they haven't experienced the world of mortals, and haven't enjoyed the girl of Song Dynasty who is said to be like water, so how can they die here so easily.

The next moment, Fan Seng, who came back to his senses from the horrifying scene of his companion being beheaded, took out a red copper and gilt bell from his arms while shouting, and shook it vigorously.

And with the shaking of the metal projectile in the gilt copper bell, a crisp impact sound was emitted from the copper bell, and in the blink of an eye, the sound was transmitted for tens of miles.

At the same time, on the vast grassland in the distance, there suddenly appeared one after another small human-shaped black spots. The scout teams hiding in various places began to gather here.

In addition to more monks dressed in the same clothes as a few foreign monks, there is also a small group of cavalry from the Liao Kingdom, and many of them have faces from the Central Plains.

Zhang Ke even sensed some aura that belonged to the land. Unlike those things that occupy the magpie's nest, the aura on them is very pure.

At the same time, a few foreign monks who were lucky enough to survive were reciting the Diamond Sutra. As they recited the scriptures, some mottled gold spots appeared on their bodies, and a thick and solemn aura emanated from them. exude from the body.

Although their main method of practice is not the Diamond Sutra, but dead horses are treated as live horse medicine, and reinforcements are gathering, and it is the worst loss to die now.

Several foreign monks looked nervously at Zhang Ke above their heads.

Dou Da's sweat oozed from his forehead and he didn't dare to wipe it off, so he retreated cautiously.

And it was also at this time that a breeze suddenly blew across the grassland, gently blowing over the body, bringing a long-lost cool feeling, and finally there was a solution to the hot sweat on the neck.

But after they took a few steps back, they found that under the breeze, the sweat on their necks not only showed no signs of drying up, but instead flowed more and more vigorously. The hot sweat flowed into the clothes along the skin, quickly soaking the entire monk robe .

It wasn't until this moment that the fan monks realized that something was wrong and subconsciously wanted to lower their heads to check.

But with just such a movement of bowing their heads, their heads were directly separated from their shoulders, and they hit the ground with a "Boom!"

The heads that hit the ground with their heads upside down couldn't figure out when exactly their heads disappeared, but without the supply of their bodies, the question of only relying on their brains would never be answered!
And the hot blood that had been suppressed by the head for a long time, after losing the treasure, directly gushed up several meters into the sky, forming a series of blood arrows, which was spectacular!

After several fan monks turned into artificial fountains, the scouts who were gathering were a little turbulent for a while, and soon changed direction.Although they were still gathering, the rush was gone, and the location of the gathering had changed several miles backwards.

It was almost at the limit of Zhang Ke's range of activities.

In this regard, Zhang Ke frowned, and instead of running away, he was still preparing to gather. If it was an enemy, there was nothing to say!
It's just a momentary emotional change.

The gentle breeze beside him became violent, and the withered and yellow pasture was instantly bent by the strong wind, and the weeds were clinging to the ground.But those elves in the wind who were hiding in the wind revealed their figures at this time.

Like a pair of transparent horizontal switch knives, they were quickly pushed over from a height of one meter above the ground. First, there were the monks walking on two legs and the faces of the Central Plains, and then the scout cavalry on horseback.

They, who were not cut in half by the horses in the first place, also followed in the opponent's footsteps after the horses under them fell.Moreover, when the horses were beheaded earlier, their legs were also severed from the ankles, so there was no chance of escape.

Only a few lucky ones, under the forewarning of a kind of blessing heart, subconsciously squatted down and escaped the fatal catastrophe.
"Amitabha, I have met fellow Taoists!"

For those individuals who squatted down and fled for their lives, Zhang Ke did not cut the weeds and roots, but raised his head and looked at the same height as himself. Here, one is holding a tin staff and wearing 108 large rosary beads. Although he looks quite young and handsome, but The young monk who gave people a sense of the depth of the Dharma appeared out of nowhere.

And behind the monk is a door that is slowly closing. From the crack of the door that is not completely closed, you can see a world of glittering gold.

Noticing Zhang Ke's gaze, the corners of the young monk's mouth curled up slightly, and his footsteps moved a bit, revealing the door behind him.

If it wasn't for his inability to prevent the closing of the gate of Lingshan, he wouldn't even mind pushing against the gate to let the other party take a second look.

Only when you see a higher depth, you will understand your own insignificance, and only when you see the true Buddha, can you be devout.

"The little monk is dishonest!"

Noticing the opponent's small movements, Zhang Ke immediately moved his eyes away.

Just by looking at the glittering golden light and the way the Dharma is almost overflowing, you can tell that the one behind the door is probably the headquarters of the Buddhist sect, but I don’t know which level it is, but Zhang Ke will not be curious. If he is kidnapped, who will he cry to? go?
And just after Zhang Ke looked away, the door, which was only opened for one person to pass through the gap, closed completely with a slamming sound.

Afterwards, the pure gold portal gradually disappeared into the depths of the space as if placed in a wave of water.

Seeing this, a slight trace of regret flashed in the eyes of the young monk.

Just a little bit!
Even if it's just a glance, the existence behind the door can draw a line of cause and effect through this glance.Everything is difficult at the beginning, but with destiny, many things become less difficult. You must know that my Buddha is best at persuading people to do good!
It's a pity that such a good opportunity to insert was not seized, and without the help of Lingshan, it is too difficult to manipulate with Fahai as an alternative Arhat.But once you miss this opportunity, and wait for the next time, you don't know if you can find such a god-sent opportunity.

You must know that the world affiliated to Kyushu is like the stars in the galaxy, endless, and it is too difficult to find a person who is too small to be small among the thousands of stars. The interference of unexpected factors, one mistake, either suddenly there are two more mountains next to Lingshan, or the mountain is blocked by heavy fog.
This time, he barely chased after Zhang Tianshi's little disciple and grandson.

But this thing is not fooled!
He didn't even take a curious look at the secret realm of Lingshan, and it was too difficult for a quasi-arhat to force a place with a title by himself while waiting for the gate to close.

But no matter how difficult it is, he can only grit his teeth and endure it, trying to complete the decrees of the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas.Otherwise, if he failed to complete the task, he would have no way to return to Lingshan.

After all, this world has already developed to the Great Song Dynasty.

There is not much time left before his catastrophe, and he doesn't want to continue to entangle with that white snake. The other party has become a fairy, and their story has been compiled into the legend of the white snake, and he is still wandering on the threshold of Arhat.

Reincarnating again and again, perfecting one's own constriction for the other party time and time again, just thinking about it gives the monk a headache.
Temporarily abandoning the troubles in his heart, the smile on the young Fahai's face became a little more friendly: "Why do you have to be so cautious, fellow Taoist, I need people to cross the Buddha's way, and if you don't want me, Buddha will not force you to do so." Yus!"

"It's a pity that I didn't get to appreciate it, my Buddhist Lingshan Secret Realm, fellow daoist!"

Fa Hai had a look of regret on his face, and at the same time he couldn't stop observing Zhang Ke's expression.

And his words were not private. The moment the word "Lingshan" appeared, ripples were set off on the ground below. Immediately afterwards, figures emerged from the ground under his feet.

Among them, some are kind-looking rich old men with rickets and crutches;

Dozens of figures appeared above the ground, and looked up at the sky with those Liao scouts who had escaped, especially the space behind Fa Hai.

But they were destined to be disappointed.

It only took three to five seconds for the door to appear, as if it was just to send Fa Hai here, and at the same time, try it out again, and then decisively withdraw after seeing nothing.

After observing for a while, there was no trace of Lingshan, and the expressions on their faces were extremely complicated.

This kind of opportunity is already in front of my face, but I can still miss it, and I want to die.

Afterwards, the look in Zhang Ke's eyes when he turned his head became a little strange.

It sounds like, what they can't get, but this one doesn't seem to like it at all?They want to see, who is this reckless man?
However, the next moment, the expression on his face became stiff, and the very short old man, who was already stooped, wanted to lie down on the ground and get back into the ground again.

How could they be so unlucky, just when they showed a little idea of ​​changing the hall, they happened to meet their boss present.The several mountain gods looked at each other, then saluted respectfully, and said, "I have seen the God!"

Zhang Ke bowed his head: "It's okay, don't worry, I will give you time to make it up slowly!"

Hearing this, almost none of these mountain god lands rolled their eyes. They looked at each other and winked for a long time, then gritted their teeth and said, "I have no choice but to wait. As a land of the Liao Kingdom, if you don't believe in my Buddha, you can't believe me." If it doesn’t belong to the shaman, it’s the Yin temple of the evil god, and it’s going to be destroyed and used as material for the shamans!”

The national policy of the Liao Kingdom is not to be evaluated, but the words are not mixed with too much water, and they are all true.

The Liao Kingdom was originally Khitan, another nation that rose from the grasslands. While they believed in their own primitive beliefs, but also because of their integration with the Central Plains culture, the entire Liao Kingdom had a good impression of Buddhism. The status of Buddhism in the Liao Kingdom was similar to their own. primitive beliefs are equivalent.

But, it's true, so what?
Isn't the power of your mountain god land allotted from the heaven and the underworld?Even if it is because Daliao does not agree with the Empress Dowager, and the Heavenly Court's control over the Liao Kingdom is weak, it can't be justified, right?
Holding the authority of the heavenly court, enjoying the salary from the heavenly court, pondering whether to practice Buddhism or join the shaman system, one person works two jobs, the benefits are all for you, right?
Where in the world is there such a good thing?

"That's it?"

Zhang Ke looked at the land of the mountain god below, and his expression gradually became cold: "I gave you the time to compile it, but this is the end? The big event of betraying the heaven, I just want to dismiss it in a few words. Are you too naive, or do you think I'm being fooled? "

"That's all, it won't save your lives!"

(End of this chapter)