Chapter 123: dagger

The Buddha in Gulan City moved, and the whole body was moved one by one. Next to the South Li River, Lime also woke up from the healing and got up and left.
At the same time, in the northern Mongolian army, where there is also a broken report of the Mijie Mountain in front of the listening moon table, the atmosphere of the entire camp was dull.
"Military division, will your majesty be in danger," the worrisome expression said with some concern.
"No" Fan Lingyue shook her head, Mingyue would not only be in danger, but also be blessed by misfortune, and be returned to him again.
As everyone knows today, Mingyue is in the hands of Ning Chen, and the abbot of Du'e Temple is the same. In the current situation, Northern Mongolia, Yongye Gods, and the Buddha Kingdom, everyone hopes that the other party can contribute more and share the battlefield pressure.
Whether Mingyue returns to Northern Mongolia will undoubtedly have a great influence on Northern Mongolia. The Abbot of Du'e Temple knows this better than anyone else, and will only try his best to save and return to Mingyue, not take the opportunity to threaten.
None of them has the strength to independently fight against Daxia. At this time, no one will be stupid enough to destroy the alliance relationship with each other.
In this world, there are not many wise people, but there are not many fools. With such a simple truth, if the abbot of Du'e Temple can't understand it anymore, he, the human Buddha, will be called in vain.
Mijie Mountain, Ning Chen had been sitting for a whole day in front of the Great Buddha, looking at three things taken from the Chamber of Secrets, a volume of exercises, a bottle of Buddha Tiandan, and a golden dagger.
"Lai Ren" Ning Chen said.
"Before" an imprisoned general approached, respectfully saluting.
"Go and bring those four monks"
"Yes" the generals of the imprisoned army ordered their orders and quickly walked towards the hall.
It didn't take long for the four soldiers to the four monks to the Buddha and stood aside, waiting for the next order.
Ning Chen got up and said nothing. Ning Chen pointed with his right hand, and Shuang Hua lightly fell, pointing to one of the monks.
"Uh"
Tan Tan was broken, and a painful long hum rang in the mouth of Buddha, and blood dripped from his mouth.
Seeing this situation, the four imprisoned soldiers were suddenly shocked and could not tell. Although the functions of the four were abolished, the physical strength was still the same as before, how could it be so easily injured.
"Sure enough"
Ning Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, the Vajra's indestructible body exercises recorded how to repair 360 positive points around the body, but he didn't mention the Tanzhong point in the middle of the chest.
There is no perfect method in the world. No matter how strong the golden light is, there is still no place to repair it. A hole in the sandalwood is the biggest flaw.
No wonder all the Buddhist monks he has seen have always put one hand on their chests, which turned out to be the reason.
However, in addition to this matter, there is one thing that he cares about, that is, the golden short sword he took from the Chamber of Secrets.
Since the Abbot of Du'e Temple placed it in such an important place, it must have its unusual place.
Moreover, he clearly felt that there was an inexplicable force in this sword, but was forcibly suppressed by another force.
This repressive force is undoubtedly the authentic Buddhism of Buddhism, which is very powerful, at least the fluctuations of the innate level.
"What is this?" Ning Chen, holding a golden short sword, walked to another Buddhist door and asked.
"Amitabha" Buddha door Vajra folded his hands and chanted the Buddha's number, but he refused to reveal a word.
"Reluctant to say yes," Ning Chen sneered, and he liked his hard mouth, "Come here, break his Tanzhong hole, and then dig a hole to bury him, remember, don't bury it over your chest.
"Yes" a forbidden army soldier stepped forward and carried him away.
"How about you?" Ning Chen walked to the next Buddhism and asked quietly.
"This is the holy object of the Buddha door", the Buddha door king did not blindly stiff mouth, responded aloud.
"What is it for?" Ning Chen continued to ask.
"It's just a token, there is no special effect," Buddhism replied.
"Do you think I'm stupid?" Ning Chen glanced at the monk in front of him and said suddenly.
The Buddha's King Kong was stunned and did not react for a while.
"Take it away, just like the one just now," Ning Chen ordered.
"Yes" another soldier came and carried him away.
Ning Chen walked to the last Buddha, and said indifferently, "You are the only one left. My patience is limited. I will only give you a chance. The question just now, just say it."
"This sword is called the Blood Sword. It was not a Buddhist object, but a magic weapon. At the beginning of the Buddhist door, it was obtained from the first abbot of the monastery. It was suppressed by the Dharma for 300 years under the Temple of Du'e. One of the sacred soldiers "
The words fell, and the last Buddhist monk sighed heavily, silently saying a Buddhist number.
"Only so much?" Ning Chen asked.
"There are only so many" Buddhism King Kong nodded.
"Can this seal be unlocked?" Ning Chen asked casually.
"Can't" Buddhism Vajra eyes flashed a little undetectable confusion, denied.
"Take away" Ning Chen said coldly.
The soldier next to "Yes" stepped forward and took the last Buddhist monk away.
With this little information, Ning Chen thought for a while and said, "Come here"
A "forbidden" soldier came and respectfully said.
"Take people to the main hall and the back hall to continue searching, especially the secret room, and see if I can find out anything suspicious again," Ning Chen Shen Sheng explained.
"Once obeyed" the soldier held a fist, and left immediately.
After talking, Ning Chen carried the golden short sword and came to the place where the three monks were buried and waited quietly.
The mountain is a stone mountain. It is not easy to find a place with soil. However, the construction of a temple is always inseparable from the soil. How can there be so many large and small temples on the mountain without soil?
The three were buried about a hundred feet away from the Big Buddha. The Tanzhong Point in the middle of the chest had been broken open, and under the pressure of the earth, they continued to spray blood outward.
"The wound is too big, pay attention next time," Ning Chen glanced at the three soldiers next to him and said.
"Yes" the three soldiers answered.
Ning Chen stepped forward and looked at the three monks, calmly saying, "How do you feel, is it okay? The human body has only more than 4,000 milliliters of blood. If you lose more than one third, you will fall into a coma. Death, of course, you ca n’t understand it, so let me tell you, you will feel emptiness, auditory hallucinations, fantasy, then, you will not be far away from death at that time, but you used to be a warrior. Ordinary people can support so much, how can they survive for half an hour? "
The three of "Amitabha" immediately closed their eyes as soon as they heard the Buddha number.
"Nice" Ning Chen smiled coldly, not at all anxious, death is not terrible, what is terrible is the process of waiting for death, as long as these three people are not true Buddhas, he does not believe that no one is shaken.
"Hou, is this useful?" A soldier asked softly.
"You will know it later" Ning Chen replied calmly. The greatest fear is unknown, and this fear will be magnified indefinitely in the process of waiting for death. The three will be able to feel clearly When one's life is lost from the body little by little, the fear of death brought by that sense of emptiness cannot be tolerated by all. At that time, it is the time to test their Buddha's heart.
A quarter of an hour later, the land in front of the three Buddhist gates had been completely stained with blood, and even turned into a red piece. The three people's faces began to pale, and the blood color gradually receded.
Ning Chen inserted the golden dagger in front of the three people and stood patiently waiting.
He didn't believe it. The three monks were really not afraid of death. Instead, they might still believe it, but these bald donkeys are absolutely impossible.
The reason is very simple. They have no faith. The monks on Yajie Mountain know more than anyone else whether their Buddha exists or not. Even the miracles of the Buddha gates are created by them artificially. Such beliefs are all forged people. Why? May be really not afraid of death.
Two quarters of an hour later, the three of them began to tremble, their lips were white, and a slight amount of virtual sweat appeared on the forehead, and it was still increasing.
Almost, Ning Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, and the real test now began.
Three quarters of an hour later, the three of them were still struggling, but the closed faces of their eyes had unconsciously begun to show a hint of fear.
At this moment, the soldiers who went to search the secret room came back and were about to speak, but they were stopped by Ning Chen's eyes.
"How did you search, did you find anything," Ning Chen asked.
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"Okay, Benhou is gone now, these three people are useless. If you don't want to say it, just bury them after the blood drains," Ning Chen said coldly.
The three soldiers standing aside "Yes" respectfully ordered their orders.
After the command, Ning Chen pulled up the golden short sword stained with blood and mud on the ground, and immediately turned away.
"The poor monk said!" At this moment, someone finally could not bear the torture of this fear of death, opened his eyes, and opened his mouth tremblingly.
"Oh? It seems that someone still knows the current affairs." Ning Chen stopped and said a cold smile across his mouth, saying, "Save him out, and the other two are buried."
The "compliance" three soldiers responded.
"The poor monk also said" At this time, another person opened his eyes and said in fear.
The rest of "you" were angry, so they would yell.
However, this swearing never spoke out, Ning Chen's figure flashed, and came to him in an instant, and then slammed into the soil with his head and body.
"Buried him and brought the remaining two of them over," Ning Chen said coldly, and then turned and walked towards the apse.
The two Buddhist temples were dug out, and after a while, they were taken to the harem in a dizzy face.
"Speak, what is the origin of this dagger, and how to unlock the seal?" Ning Chen glanced at them and said.
A guilty face flashed on the face of a Buddhist monk, and the tone was low, "The origin of the sword is recorded on a stone slab under the secret room, and the way to lift the seal is also on it."
"Where is the specific location of the slate" Ning Chen asked again.
"The poor monk can take Hou Ye to find it," another Buddhist monk said quickly.
"Lead the way" Ning Chen said lightly.
The two did not dare to resist, and honestly walked towards the secret room.