In a spacious thatched hut in the suburbs of Nara, because the superior vassal Aora Ryoharu, who had to temporarily be appointed to serve as a commander of the vassal soldiers, was still depressed that he had no chance to get the ceremony before he got into bed and fell asleep.

In order to relieve the depression in his heart, he had four times with the warm bed "Xiao surname" which made the pretty boy panting and sweating profusely, and finally broke into cracks and bleeding... Only then did Lord Suoliang caress the beautiful boy's forehead pity and turn over and fall asleep with satisfaction.

In his dream, he sat in a magnificent temple hall, enjoying all kinds of rare and indescribable fruits, while savoring the fragrant and exquisite tea. He first listened to the whispers of the great monks and masters, and watched all kinds of wonderful, holy and elegant Buddhist sacrifices and music, and finally received the blessing of His Majesty the Buddha...

As a result, when the fire outside the house woke up this Lord Xiangliang from his sleep, it was too late...

"...Where is this? What's wrong with this? What's the noise? Could it be that my vassal army has mutiny?!"

Just as Xiang Liangliangqing was still in shock, there was a sudden clang around her, and the wooden door was knocked open from outside. A foot covered in blood hurriedly ran in... Well, to be precise, it should have fallen in...

"...Not good, Lord Suoliang, the enemy's cavalry suddenly attacked! Our army had too few people and was not prepared, and it collapsed in an instant. The wooden fence and the trench had been broken through. The enemy was coming here... Let's go quickly, Lord Suoliang! It would be too late any time!"

The light voice of this guy was already in a clear crying voice, and his face was covered in blood, as if he had just been fished out of the blood pool.

"...what?! The enemy actually attacked at night?! How could it be so fast!!!"

Aoray Ryoharu jumped up in panic, grabbed the sword in a hurry, and began to wear armor.

However, before he could put on his armor, a series of rapid footsteps sounded around the thatched hut. Immediately afterwards, accompanied by a sound of arrows breaking through the air, a series of louder screams also came into Lord Suoliang's ears very clearly.

Aoraya Ryokuri quickly lay down on the window and looked out. A middle-aged warrior was suddenly seen falling down in front of the window more than one foot away. At least thirty arrows were densely inserted into his body. The blood sprayed even flew through the window and splashed onto the tip of his nose.

A little further away, under the reflection of the fire, there were more than a dozen cavalrymen carrying crossbows and holding scimitars, slowly walking towards the hut...

"...Sir Xiangliang, please leave quickly! I will definitely stop you from behind!"

The man who broke in to report the news was urging several wounds wrapped in a blanket, while waving his bamboo gun and urging him repeatedly.

"...Oh, thank you so much, it's a pity that it's too late! You can't leave!"

Aoray Ryoharu looked at the person with gratitude, but sighed and shook his head with a sad expression - he knew very well that without any mounts to ride, he could not escape the pursuit of more than a dozen cavalrymen.

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"...Well, there has been a fire on the foothills in the north... Acklinn, this little boy, is doing pretty well...Ahem..."

In the outskirts of Nara, in some place where there are only ruins and weeds and trees, another thin figure wrapped in a black robe was standing on the top of the only ancient stone tower in the temple. While squinting his eyes and looking at the movements in the distance, he twisted his beard casually and muttered with a smile.

This stone tower is more than ten feet high and is located on a hill. Standing on the top of the tower, you can really enjoy the entire Nara Basin.

However, these Buddhist temple stone pagodas are usually monuments, with extremely exquisite reliefs on the surface, but they are all solid structures inside. There is no room for people to enter, and there is no stairs for climbing on the outside. Ordinary people have no way to go. Moreover, the top floor of the stone pagoda is not flat, but it is a not very regular conical shape. Not only does it difficult for people to gain a foothold on it, but cats are afraid that they will fall down!

However, at this moment, the man in black robe was indeed standing on the conical spire, and like a crane, he stepped on the top of the tower with only one foot, curled up his other leg for rest... It was even more stable than standing on the flat ground without moving in the strong night wind.

He fought repeatedly, fought repeatedly, fought repeatedly, and fought repeatedly, and went through countless hardships and hardships without being discouraged, which made almost all gods and demons feel headaches. His vitality is tenacious and old terrorist leader who is as tenacious as a cockroach. His infamous degenerate voter and bad old man, His Excellency Samust.

For thousands of years, no matter where he went to the world of Torrell, terrifying disasters and deaths would follow.

At this moment, Samust was standing on the land of the famous Buddhist city of Nara...

"...Well, this is... a chaotic divine power explosion? Haha, the guy from Guangyan Sect seems to have done a better job..."

A large area of ​​dazzling golden light suddenly exploded above the city of Nara in the distance without any warning, and under the reflection of the golden roofs of countless temples, it seemed particularly brilliant and brilliant... But no one would think this was a good omen - because with the dissipation and extinction of this golden light, the Buddhist spiritual light that had been lingering around the temples also became without a trace, leaving the entire city in terrible darkness.

Then, clusters of bright red flames began to rush into the dark city, illuminating the night sky in an instant... and accompanied by the firelight, there were faint explosions, shouts of killing, and all kinds of hysterical screams.

This tragic picture on the eve of destruction, like the best strong drug, violently impacted the nerves of Sammaster, the old terrorist, making him breathe excitedly, swell his nose, and even felt the familiar smell of gunpowder, blood and burnt...

"...Ahem... Very good. Now both sides have started to do things... Then, it's my turn now!"

Accompanied by Samust's words, a ball of light shining like stars immediately wrapped him up, leaving him missing in an instant.

The abandoned temple once again became deserted and deserted. Only the cool night wind was still blowing across the top of the tower. If the ignorant saw it by chance, they would probably think that the man in black robe who had just stood on this place with one leg was actually just an illusion...

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Nara Castle, Todaji Square

Although His Majesty Buddha's arrival was still at dusk, after everything was settled, time had delayed until nightfall.

After a long, profound and vague preaching, as well as a series of difficult-to-mouth answers that make people hear clouds and mountains, the sharp contradiction between Hiei Mountain and Nara, the two major Buddhist holy places, was finally finally resolved by the Buddha.

Overall, His Majesty Sakyamuni, the Buddha, resolved this contradiction quite well, and at least there would be no major problems in a short period of time.

——After rising up to overthrow the pseudo-dynasty in Kyoto and deposed the current Emperor Hiraki, the second prince of Hiraki, Prince Hiraki, inherited the position of Emperor; at the same time, he established Prince Rairi, the young prince of Nara, as the crown prince, and prepared to become the next generation of Emperor.

This plan to decide the throne of brothers and brothers is barely a happy situation.

The second prince, Prince Hiraki, was given the throne. As for the monk Ankoji Temple who was trying hard to support him ascend the throne, he could justify the title of "Emperor Master" and truly become a monk in the world. Hieiyama, who was born before the new emperor, could also use this to overwhelm Nara.

Although the monks on Nara's side suffered a temporary loss, they were already at a disadvantage in military strength, so it was natural to bow their knees and surrender to their fellow disciples in Hieiyama. What's more, the little prince Prince Lailiang still got the position of prince after all, and the throne of Guru Aoren who gave birth to him could also become the queen mother. In addition, Prince Biliang, who was about to ascend the throne, was already in his thirties, but he had no descendants of his own. When he collapsed on the throne, Prince Lailiang took the throne, and now all the concessions and losses on Nara's side can be regained.

Of course, if the second prince, Prince Hiraki, had a wide range of concubines after ascending the throne and becoming emperor, worked hard to cultivate his own son, and gave birth to a healthy life. Then, around the issue of heir to the throne, there would probably be another terrible bloody storm among the Buddhists of Hieiyama and Nara... However, that would be at least a few years later.

At least at this time, the Buddha's ruling was unanimously agreed and cheered by all monks. Even the old and weak emperor of Fengrenyuan walked out tremblingly under the help of others and personally kowtowed to His Majesty the Buddha to thank him.

Seeing such a friendly and harmonious scene, Admiral Perry, who was sitting on the side hall, couldn't help but breathe a long sigh.

Although he did not play any role in this crisis, at least the problem was solved smoothly, right?

Even His Majesty Buddha, who was floating in the air, seemed to have such thoughts.

After listening to the statements of both parties and making the final ruling, His Majesty Sakyamuni, the Buddha, first scolded the temple abbots who were leading the trouble, and warned them to unite and achieve great achievements together. Then he made a series of promises in a gentle tone, claiming that after defeating the pseudo-government that tried to suppress the Buddhist sect, he would be given extremely generous rewards to all those who had outstanding military achievements.

After the coercion and temptation, His Majesty Buddha said a few more words, "Pity my world, there are so many worries! I pity my world, there are so many worries!" He was about to return home. Unexpectedly, a young monk stepped out of the queue, held a box, and bowed to the Buddha.

"...Amitabha Buddha, I am from a small temple in the countryside of the Western Kingdom. I am ignorant and closed, and I have not communicated with my fellow men for a long time. I am so grateful that I am so excited that I can see the holy face of my Buddha and listen to my Buddhist teachings. Therefore, I wrote a special verse and made it into a Buddhist instrument and stored it in this box so that I can dedicate it to my Buddha's Majesty for a view, and ask my Buddha to give it to you..."

...

The monks, nuns and believers standing around were all heard inexplicably, and began to whisper and whisper.

"...This guy is... the master of the Guangyan Sect? Those perverted leaders who like to play with corpses? What exactly does he want to do?"

"...What else do you think you can do? Of course, you are flattering our beloved Buddha!"

"...I don't do this if I want to flatter you! No matter how you look at it, it makes people feel too numb and too disgusting... Hey? The Buddha seemed to be in a good mood today, so he actually asked him to present the verses..."

"...There's no way, this is called a bitch who has his own tricks..."

...

Amid the eyes of everyone who was filled with confusion, contempt, envy or indifferent, the leader of the Guangyan Sect smiled and held up the box, slowly walked under the Buddha's golden body, and once again kneeled down and bowed respectfully. Then, he stood up and opened the box, took out a book of bright yellow satin wrapped in the surface and shining with holy and spirit, and presented it with both hands.

His Majesty, who received the gift, dropped a beam of light in the air, pulled the volume up, and then shook off the bright yellow satin wrapped outside, revealing the dark book inside, and slowly opening it...

At this moment, a sudden change occurred!

——The Guangyan Sect Master suddenly waved his hand and pushed away others, jumped into the open space, and then took out a crystal ball the size of a fist from his arms, threw it on the ground, smashed it to pieces, and then disappeared in front of everyone.

But the golden body of the Buddha in the air immediately let out a shrill wail and began to tremble uncontrollably!

"...Oh! Damn it! Whose evil beast is instructed by you?... This thing is... "Xirui Jing"? Ah~~"

In the extremely frightened eyes of everyone in the square, His Majesty Buddha first pressed his head in pain and uttered the last few words with difficulty, and then a long whine broke out!

In an instant, a strong shock wave swept through the entire square, and almost all the tens of thousands of believers and monks gathered here, as well as all the pavilions, towers, temples, steles and towers around them were crushed to pieces...

Then, when the survivors crawled out of the rubble, the Buddhist spiritual lights lingering in the temples of the entire city have been extinguished together; all kinds of powerful weapons carried around them have become ordinary ordinary things; even the various Buddhist magical skills they have worked hard to practice have been inexplicably lost...

——His Majesty Sakyamuni, the Buddha, who is known as the supreme Buddha, actually suffered unprecedented heavy damage under the plot of a mere book of "Xirui Sutra", and fell to sleep!

ps: The new job training has begun, and it is far away from the old work location. Time is very tight, so it is so tiring to move.

It is sad that I can’t even memorize the periodic table of elements, so I have to read the book carefully next.

But I really didn't expect that after writing an alchemist for two years, Lao Wang would really wear a white coat to be an alchemist.
Chapter completed!