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Chapter 150 Lost

The Blood-clothed Head Tuo was running wildly in the desert.

Since learning that the Grassland Golden Horde was conspiring to assassinate the Grand Marshal Long Chun, the Blood-Clothed Head Tuo, who was practicing in Xiaoxitian, had to interrupt his practice of killing Bodhi, leave the pass in advance, and come back to the Central Plains to warn.

At this time, the Central Plains dynasty was in decline and was attacked and invaded by the Grassland Golden Horde for years. It was obvious that the mountains and seas were broken and the country was destroyed. Fortunately, the commander Long Chun was born out of nowhere. With his extraordinary military genius, he led the Long Family Army to defeat the thirteen invasions of the Golden Horde, which greatly boosted the morale of the people in the Central Plains and severely attacked the arrogance of the Grassland Golden Horde.

Now General Longchun has led his army to confront the Jin Horde for eight years. During these eight years, both sides have suffered injuries and swept across the entire world without any resistance. However, the Great Xia Dynasty in the Central Plains has suffered unprecedented resistance and has been rejected before Xiayang Pass for fourteen years.

Over the past fourteen years, under the influence of the great Khan Amur, the royal tribes in the Golden Horde have dreamed of breaking Xiayang Pass, breaking into the Central Plains, and robbing the beauties and wealth of the Central Plains.

After such a long confrontation, in order to pray for the national master of Jinding Holy Mountain, the Great Khan Amuer specially crawled from the golden tent step by step, pilgrimage all the way, kneeled down and crawled on his body. He spent a year walking 800 miles, walked barefoot to the Jinding Holy Mountain and asked the national master Khuluoba to take action against the commander of Xia State Long Chun.

The Golden Pin Holy Mountain was shaken, and the national teacher Huluoba was moved by Amur's piousness. He immediately floated away from the mountain and advanced towards Xiayang Pass of the Central Plains.

Khuluoba is one of the two giants in the Western Regions, as famous as the God of War Tengger.

Because Tengri has never left the seclusion for more than ten years of comprehending the Thunder Spear Seal, Amur had no choice but to ask Khuluoba to take action.

If the war god Tengri comes out of seclusion, there is no need to ask Khuraba, the saint national master of the grassland.

The people of the grassland have extremely pious beliefs. Huluoba is a god-like figure in the hearts of many grassland people. This time he went down the mountain, he immediately alarmed countless grassland people. The golden bell on the Golden Pin Holy Mountain was ringing for three days and three nights. The people within a radius of 800 miles knew that the national teacher had finally walked down the Great Snow Mountain that he had never walked down for 30 years.

Blood-clothed Toutuo is the top master in the Central Plains Buddhism. Recently, he went to the Bodhi Garden of the Little Western Heaven in the Western Regions to explore the traces of Buddhist predecessors to see if he could find some true scriptures and Dharma words for reference. He practiced the practice method of one proof and one proof, and emphasized sudden enlightenment and becoming a Buddha.

Perhaps the opportunity has come. At some point, you can get enlightenment from a few words, which may make you cheerful and enter another world that you have never entered.

But it was because he was in Xiaoxitian that he received the news that the national teacher Khuluoba went down the mountain to assist the Khanate in the Khanate to kill the commander Long Chun.

After hearing this news, the Blood-Clothed Head Tuo was comprehending the Bodhi of Killing and Bodhi that he was comprehending was not complete, so he walked out of the Little West Heaven and hurried towards the Central Plains.

At that time, there were monks from other countries in the Bodhi Garden of Xiaoxitian. There were also many monks in the golden tent of the grassland. The sudden departure of the Blood-Clothed Head Tuo immediately attracted the attention of some people. Just the day after he left, he was surrounded and intercepted by tribes from the grassland.

There are many level masters in the Golden Horde, especially the equestrian shooting method, which is invincible. Originally, with the ability of the Blood-Clothed Head Tuo, if he wants to leave the grassland, it will be difficult for many people to trap him. His martial arts cultivation has reached his level. If he is determined to escape, no matter how many people are, he will not be able to stop him.

But now, something impossible happened!

Since he walked out of the Bodhi Garden in Xiaoxitian, every time he walked, he would encounter a wave of attacks from masters of grassland. It seemed that every step he walked was predicted in advance and it was difficult to hide a single trace of it.

After several fights, the Blood-Clothed Head Tuo finally understood one thing: since he left Xiao Xitian, the battle between him and Khuluoba has begun!

Khuluaba has carefully practiced the secret spiritual method, and it is said that he has reached the point of exploring the six paths of reincarnation from heaven and earth. After Xueyi Toutuo walked out of the Bodhi Garden, his mind was locked by Khuluaba, who was thousands of miles away, with his spiritual secret method. Therefore, his every move cannot escape Khuluaba's "eyes".

This method of spiritual remote sensing is also very good at Blood-Clothed Head itself. Masters compete with each other and are traction. Even if they are thousands of miles away, they are still as if they are close to each other. This feeling has also been encountered when Blood-Clothed Head and Tuo competes with masters of the same level. Although it is amazing, it is not surprising.

However, in the thousands of miles of grassland, Khuluoba could use the method of spiritual remote sensing to notify the grassland masters from all over the way to ambush themselves. Such a spiritual secret technique has already revealed the knowledge of the Bloody Cy-Tou Tuo.

There is spiritual resonance between masters because they have reached an extremely profound level of spiritual cultivation. When the martial arts masters have opened their potential to the extreme, they must enter the supreme spiritual path in order to make breakthroughs. Therefore, it is reasonable for masters to fight and entangle each other's spiritual enchantment.

However, Khuluoba actually had spiritual sensing with the masters of the grassland that were thousands of miles apart, so that the masters of the entire grassland could ambush themselves at the most exhausted opportunity along the way. This kind of spiritual secret technique is really terrifying.

Along the way, the Blood-Clothed Head Tuo has experienced more than a dozen killings, and both physical and mental health are almost at their limit.

The Blood-Clothed Head Tuo had a feeling that he was like a swimming fish in an invisible big net. Now this big net is tightening step by step. In his spiritual world, the existence of the indelible spiritual mark is becoming more and more obvious, which indicates that the owner of the spiritual mark is getting closer and closer to him.

However, it is getting closer and closer to the border of the Central Plains. Blood-Clothed Head Tuo is confident that he can enter Xiayang Pass within two hours. When he returns to the Central Plains, he only needs some meditation. Blood-Clothed Head Tuo's martial arts cultivation will definitely make it a little progress, and it will not be too late to fight with Huluoba at that time.

Under the cold moon, the body of the Blood-Clothed Head Tuo, who was passing through the grassland like lightning, suddenly stopped.

He looked forward: "Hulaba!"

On a small hill covered with green grass not far in front of him, a bald monk in red stood silently with his hands behind his back, with his blood-clothed head tutu on his face.

The monk on the hillside was wearing a red robe, with a slender figure, and his legs stood on the ground, as if he had the power to support the heaven and earth. Unlike the rough men on ordinary grasslands, the monk had a clean and smooth face and soft lines on his face, which turned out to be a rare handsome person.

His eyes were like two small bottomless lakes, as if his eyes would ripple from the corners of his eyes like lake water at any time, sprinkling out the warmth of the spring March.

Compared with this person, the sloppy Blood-Clothed Tou is a member of the grassland outside the frontier, and this monk is a well-educated scholar in the Central Plains.

Judging from the position of the Blood-Clothed Head Tuo at this time, a full moon in the sky was hanging behind the person's head, just like the Buddha's light behind the Buddha's head on the grotto mural.

When the blood-clothed head Tuo was still, a sigh from the monk standing on the top of the slope came: "Brother Li, I moved the power of the entire grassland, but you almost stepped into the Central Plains. The Central Plains Buddhists' killing Bodhi skills have indeed had a unique way. Killing animals to save lives, killing Bodhi fruits. After killing so many people, you are actually in harmony and without any disturbances. This mental method originated from the Demon Sect, and it is also combined with Buddhism. The combination of Buddha and demons is very amazing!"

His voice was soft and pleasant. Standing on the top of the slope was at least three miles away from the Xueyi Toutuo, but the voices and vision of both sides were completely unaffected.

Blood-clothed Toutuo's body shook, and a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes.

Before he became a monk, he was the son of a wealthy family named Li. However, after suffering some tragic events, he became a monk and finally practiced Buddhism and martial arts, and became the current Blood-Clothed Head Taku.

However, this was something that happened more than a hundred years ago, and even the Blood-Clothed Head Taku himself had forgotten it. Unexpectedly, the "young" monk in front of him knew it clearly, which shows how terrifying the information collected by the Golden Horde in the Central Plains.

The monk in red reminded him that even though the Zen mind of the blood-clothed head Tuo was forever, his thoughts could not help but float into the tragic changes of the family a hundred years ago. In an instant, all the experiences over the past hundred years appeared in his mind, and there was nothing missing. It seemed that he had experienced a hundred years again, making everything in the past appear "before his eyes".

When this thought emerges, the Blood-clothed Head Tuo knows that it is wrong. He knows that the monk in red on the opposite side is using words to dismantle his spiritual spirit and guides his thoughts with spiritual secret techniques.

But even though he knew it was inappropriate, he couldn't resist it. How stable was his mood for a hundred years? But this time, his thoughts could not be controlled, and his memory could not be seen, and even the memory of his experiences at the womb was in his mind.

The Blood-Clothed Head Tuo knew that when his memory returned to the most primitive thoughtlessness, it would usher in a shocking blow from Khuluoba on the opposite side.

With his mind so disintegrating, the Blood-Clothed Head Tuo was not sure whether he could catch the opponent's attack.

Just as he tried his best to calm his thoughts, a sudden sound of horse sound came, and a great man who carried a gun on his horse appeared without warning between the Blood-Clothed Head Tuo and the monk on the slope, blocking Huluoba's gaze at the Blood-Clothed Head Tuo.

At this time, Huluoba had been tightly locking the spiritual mark of the Blood-Clothed Head Tuo suddenly became a little loose.

The blood-clothed head Tuo's eyes instantly returned to clear light. With a long roar, his body turned into a red line and disappeared quickly at the scene.

Standing on the top of the slope, Huluoba looked at the man who appeared at the scene with a confused look on his face. He was angry at all in his life: "Who are you?"

He said this sentence and had used the six ways of sinking in the secret spiritual strategy. Those who suffer from this technique will have their minds sinking without knowing where they are, without thinking or thinking, and will be slaughtered by others.

The man sitting on the horse carrying a gun was angry with Huluoba, his body shook violently, his eyes, ears, mouth and nose were instantly bleeding, and suddenly turned into a white light, disappearing in front of Huluoba.

Only one iron gun fell on the spot.

Huluoba's eyes quickly became bright, and he stood on the top of the slope, looked at the sky and the ground, then walked to the place where the man had just disappeared, picked up the iron spear, closed his eyes and sensed it gently.

Then his body trembled and he fell down.
Chapter completed!
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