The protagonist robbed my fiancée, and I stole his house.

Chapter 137 A very important thing!
  The Forbidden Army grinned widely, and kept laughing, showing no regrets at all.

Obviously, beauty is worthless in front of military exploits!
  The old nun died without any warning.

Not only did the nuns at Jing'an Temple fail to react, but the Imperial Army was also confused.

Then, everyone exploded at the same time!

The nuns were crying and lamenting, pointing at the imperial guards and yelling at them, feeling inexplicably sad and angry.

On the Forbidden Army side, everyone looked away from their comrades who had just made their first move. Their swords were unsheathed and sharpened.

Hui Yan was completely stunned.

He didn't expect that the Imperial Guards wouldn't say anything about the situation and would just kill him.

When he reacted, the old nun's blood ran cold.

"That, that is Master Hui Jue."

Hui Yan twitched the corner of his mouth and explained to Zuo Xiaoluo: "General, Master Hui Jue is very profound in Buddhism and has a great influence in the Buddhist sect."

"I see it!" Zuo Xiaoluo nodded.

The location of Jing'an Temple is very good, located on the pass of Mount Xumi.

When Buddhist pilgrims go up the mountain to worship the Buddha, the first place they pass by is Jing'an Temple.

Jing'an Temple is the most popular temple besides Xiaoleiyin Temple.

Master Hui Jue is able to defend such a good place, so he must have certain strength.

Zuo Xiaoluo glanced around Jing'an Temple and nodded slightly.

Jing'an Temple is rich and powerful, and the pavilions and palaces look ordinary on the outside, but there is something else going on inside.

Zuo Xiaoluo even saw a famous tree that grew even better than in the Prince's Mansion.

Although Zuo Xiaoluo didn't know what kind of tree it was, she knew that Zhao Yi took care of his tree like a treasure.

Since Zhao Yi likes it, Zuo Xiaoluo will definitely take it back and give it to him.

Zuo Xiaoluo warned: "Be gentle and don't break things."

Huiyan was a little surprised when she heard Zuo Xiaoluo's words.

He had seen Zuo Xiaoluo's murderous look before and thought that she really planned to kill the Buddha Sect.

Now it seems that she is ready to show mercy.

Hui Yan immediately breathed a sigh of relief and thought to himself: "This general is not as difficult to get along with as he seems!"

Huiyan was not too surprised.

Zuo Xiaoluo is not only the general of Zhenbei, but also a woman.

Jing'an Temple is full of nuns.

Unless there is a deep hatred, most people will not get into trouble with a group of nuns.

It's just a pity that Master Huijue is too good.

Hui Yan looked at Master Hui Jue’s bald head on the ground beside her.

Master Hui Jue is worthy of being a great monk at the eighth level of the Saint Realm.

After an ordinary person's head is chopped off, the blood in the skull cavity cannot flow out, and the skin will turn an ugly purple color.

Master Hui Jue is so different.

After her head was chopped off, the blood did not immediately lose its activity. The blood in the skull cavity flowed out from the broken gap in the jaw.

Master Hui Jue’s bald head is still shiny.

Except his eyes were wide open, as if he was still staring at death, which looked a little scary.

The skin is also slightly pale.

Master Hui Jue’s facial expressions were lifelike, as if she were still alive.

"What a pity." Hui Yan shook his head inwardly.

When Master Hui Jue was too young, she was the most beautiful female nun on Mount Sumeru. The abbots of many Buddhist temples had a close friendship with her when they were young.

If Master Hui Jue could be subdued, it would be a great help for Hui Yan to control the Buddhist sect.

But it's too late to say anything now.

Huiyan was thinking in her heart when she suddenly heard shouts of death coming from around her.

He was stunned for a moment, then looked up suddenly.

Then I saw a group of wolf-like imperial guards rushing into Jing'an Temple and slaughtering the female nuns in the temple like mowing grass.

These people are extremely skilled, their techniques are crisp and neat, and they can even perfectly control the extent of blood splatter when killing people.

"General, what are you doing?" Hui Yan looked shocked.

Wasn't it okay a second ago?

Why did he start killing people the next second?

So capricious?
  Huiyan only knew that most of the people in the Zhao royal family were crazy. He had never heard of it, so it was abnormal to choose a general?

Zuo Xiaoluo turned her head and asked doubtfully: "What's wrong?"

While the two were talking, all the nuns in Jing'an Temple had been killed.

The Imperial Guards all went crazy for military exploits.

Whether it was a young nun who had just turned eighteen or an old nun with wrinkles on her face, they all fell in a pool of blood, leaving no one alive.

Hui Yan: "No, it's okay."

Everyone is dead.

At this time, it makes no sense to talk about saving people under the knife.

On the contrary, it will anger those forbidden troops!
  There are only so many nuns in Jing'an Temple, but there are thousands of forbidden troops under Zuo Xiaoluo.

There are too many monks and too little porridge.

Many of the Imperial Guards had not squeezed through the door just now.

They were already red-eyed when they saw their companions performing meritorious service.

If Huiyan dared to tell Zuo Xiaoluo to be merciful, someone would probably shoot her in the back!

Zuo Xiaoluo glanced at Hui Yan strangely, feeling that the monk was going crazy while chanting sutras, and was babbling like a lunatic.

Huiyan didn't know that Zuo Xiaoluo thought he was crazy, otherwise he would have been furious.

Seeing Zuo Xiaoluo's strange eyes, he quickly said: "General, let me take you to the next house. The next house is Jingang Temple. Huilun, the abbot of Jingang Temple, is at the ninth level of the Holy King Realm, and the cultivation method is "The Sutra of the Fudo Myoyo", nicknamed 'The Wrathful King', he is ranked among the top monks in the entire Buddhist sect!"

"How does it compare to you?" Zuo Xiaoluo asked.

Hearing this, Hui Yan said proudly: "Although Hui Lun's cultivation is not weak, it is still slightly inferior to that of the young monk!"

Hearing this, Zuo Xiaoluo nodded and said casually: "He can't even beat you? That's not a big problem!"

Hui Yan: "..."

What does this mean?
  What do you mean if you can't beat him, it won't be a big problem?
  Is he weak?

Huiyan is the second-ranked monk in Xiaoleiyin Temple.

Second only to the dead Hui An!

Why did he become a minor character in Zuo Xiaoluo's eyes?

"General, I think you should be cautious."

Huiyan hesitated for a moment, but was still ready to give Zuo Xiaoluo some advice. After all, the Buddha Sect is one of the largest top forces in the world of immortality, and its influence cannot be underestimated.

If Zuo Xiaoluo really kills all the monks in Mount Xumi, then all the monks in the world will be offended.

Once those monks instigated believers to initiate a riot, even if they could not shake the rule of the Zhao family in Daxia, they would still trigger civil unrest.

Huiyan was worried and said earnestly: "After all, Mount Xumi is a holy land of Buddhism. If we really kill all the monks,"

Just as Huiyan finished speaking, he saw numerous forbidden troops breaking down the gate of the Vajra Temple.

The next second, a tall figure with an angry face flew up from the temple, and the violent curses like broken trumpets resounded throughout Mount Sumeru.

"Who dares to intrude on the pure land of Buddhism? Lord Buddha will kill the demon immediately!"

In the middle of the scolding, Hui Lungang suddenly screamed, reached out to touch his back, and then pulled out a foot-long silver needle filled with blue and poisonous poison.

Huilun turned around sharply, swept his eyes across the crowd, and quickly locked onto a Forbidden Soldier who was smiling and looking as proud as a fox who had stolen a chicken. He was laughing and running out with his head shrinking obscenely.

Huilun was furious, raised his huge palm as big as a cattail leaf fan, and slapped the forbidden soldier on the back of the heart with a fierce palm.

"Thief, you dare to attack your Buddha, you will die!"

When the imperial guard heard Huilun's words, he knew that he had been exposed and stopped. Instead of showing fear on his face, he looked at Huilun with a playful smile.

When Hui Lun saw this, a trace of suspicion flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't help but hesitate in raising his hand.

He looked to the side and saw that the other Forbidden Soldiers around him had the same expression. They all looked strange, as if they were waiting for a good show.

Huilun became more and more confused, and his huge palms involuntarily slowed down.

He glared at the forbidden soldier and said angrily: "Thief, what did you do to Lord Buddha?"

When Hui Lun spoke, the true energy was rapidly circulating in the body, trying to find abnormalities.

But the strange thing is that he searched dozens of times but found nothing.

The silver needle was indeed poisonous, but Huilun was a great monk at the ninth level of the Holy King Realm, and he practiced the Buddhist Ming King Kung Fu, so his defense was at its peak.

As soon as the silver needle entered the body, it was locked by the muscles. The poison immersed in the body was directly resolved by the powerful true energy before it had time to spread!

The more he found nothing, the more uneasy Huilun felt.

The name of the Great Xia Forbidden Army can stop children from crying in the world of immortality.

They can't do useless work!
  The guy stabbed him with a needle, and he still had the same expression, there must be a conspiracy behind it!
  "Bitch thief, what on earth have you done!"

Huilun's nickname is the "Wrathful King". He has a bad temper and violent personality. He is like a powder keg, ready to explode at a moment's notice!
  At this time, being plotted by the Forbidden Army, the uneasiness in his heart turned into boundless anger. He roared angrily and almost wanted to kill people.

"Dog thief, die for me!"

In anger, Huilun seemed to have lost his mind, his eyes were red, like a puffer fish, and the cassock on his body swelled up, exuding a terrifying power like a stormy wave!

"It's now!"

The Imperial Guard who was targeted by Hui Lun suddenly shouted.

Outside the crowd, more than a dozen eight-oxen crossbows were launched at the same time, and the huge dragon tendon bow strings buzzed and made a terrifying explosion.

"Broken Yuan Cone?"

Although Huilun was furious, he did not lose his mind.

When he heard the buzzing sound of the bowstring, a warning sign suddenly arose in his heart, and he quickly looked in the direction of the Eight Ox Crossbow.

When he saw the extremely fast and huge arrows shooting out like meteors, Hui Lun's pupils suddenly trembled and his face looked horrified.

"Damn it, why do you have this thing?"

He said with hatred and urgency: "Take that thing back quickly, Buddha has surrendered!"

It's too late, it's too soon,
  As soon as Hui Lun finished speaking, a dozen arrows from the Eight Ox Crossbow had already arrived in front of him.

boom! boom! boom!
  Hui Lun didn't even have time to react, and was directly hit by the arrow.

The Yuan-Breaking Cone is made from dragon horns and keel bones, and is designed to break the monks' true Yuan!
  The sharp arrow hit Hui Lun and easily tore Hui Lun's cassock. Then came the body-protecting true essence, then the copper skin and iron bones that he had been tempered by the true essence for hundreds of years, and then the Qi inside. Haidantian finally flew out from the other side of the body.

There was less than a breath of time between when the Eight Bull Crossbow was launched and when Hui Lun fell to the ground like a torn rag doll.

Within one breath, the ninth level Saint King fell.

This is the combat power of the Great Xia Forbidden Army!

"Amitabha!"

Huiyan took a deep breath, recited the Buddha's name, and watched the imperial army rush into the Vajra Temple to massacre without saying a word.

Originally, the reason for his dissent was that he was worried that the Buddha would encourage pilgrims to endanger the rule of the Xia Dynasty.

Now that they discovered that the Great Xia Forbidden Army actually had the combat power to instantly kill the ninth level Saint King, they immediately stopped worrying about those monks causing riots.

Huiyan even vaguely expected the monks in the temples outside to take action.

In this way, he can completely cleanse the entire Buddhist sect.

By then, the Buddha Sect would be completely under his control!

Thinking of this, Hui Yan's enthusiasm suddenly increased.

Looking at the Vajra Temple that had turned into a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, Huiyan just recited Amitabha, not even bothering to recite the Rebirth Mantra, and couldn't wait to lead the way.

"General, the next one is Amitabha Temple. The abbot, Master Miyuan, is very senior in the Buddhist sect. Even a poor monk has to give him some respect when he meets him."

"This family belongs to Wei Tuo Temple. Wei Tuo Temple enshrines King Wei Tuo. The monks in the temple are the most aggressive and aggressive. They are notoriously thorny in the Buddhist sect."

"General, you'd better not go in this house. This temple enshrines the Buddha of Joy. The monks in the temple like to give away their children the most. It's very filthy inside. Don't get your eyes dirty."

"The last family is Fahua Temple, and the abbot of the temple is Master Sanzong. Master Sanzhen proves the Tao by killing, burying the sky, the earth, and the common people. Countless monks have died in his hands. Master Sanzun is the same as Huilun , are both monks in the ninth-level Saint King realm, but he is much smarter than Huilun, and is not as suspicious as Huilun and can be easily deceived."

Huiyan led the way and told Zuo Xiaoluo about the customs and customs of various temples in Mount Xumi.

If it weren't for the strong and pungent smell of blood surrounding them, Zuo Xiaoluo and his group would have seemed more like they were here to play than to kill!

Fight to the end and arrive in front of the Huafa Temple.

Huiyan introduced Zuo Xiaoluo about the situation of the Three Burial Masters. He looked at the closed temple door with eyes full of vigilance and uneasiness.

"Are you afraid of him?" Zuo Xiaoluo was keenly aware of Hui Yan's abnormality.

Hui Yan's face stiffened.

Although he didn't want to admit it, he still nodded.

He explained: "I have fought against Master Three Burials several times, and I lost every time."

Huiyan said this, as if he wanted to prove that it was not that he was weak, but that Master Three Burials was too strong, and he said directly: "Not only me, no one in the entire Sumeru Mountain is the opponent of Master Three Burials, even the Arhat of Xiaoleiyin Temple" The leader of Hui'an in the Tang Dynasty was also his defeated general!"

After Hui Yan finished speaking, he said with a solemn expression: "It is no exaggeration to say that Master Three Burials can definitely be regarded as the number one master in the world of immortality. Even the members of the Sword Sect who have always been proud do not dare to be presumptuous in Master Three Burials!"

Hearing this, Zuo Xiaoluo took out the kitchen knife from somewhere, and for the first time, she showed an interested look on her face.

"interesting!"

Seeing that Zuo Xiaoluo still wanted to take action after she had said so much, Huiyan became a little anxious.

"General, if this poor monk understands correctly, you should only have the cultivation level of the eighth-level holy king, right? The Third Burial Mage has the cultivation level of the ninth-level holy king. There is a big difference between you and him. It’s like a chasm that can’t be fought! Moreover, Master Sanzong is not a brainless fool like Hui Lun, and any conspiracy and tricks are of no use in the face of absolute strength!”

"Can't the eighth level beat the ninth level?" Zuo Xiaoluo thought thoughtfully.

"If that's the case, then I'll go up to the ninth level!"

She closed her eyes, swung the kitchen knife casually, not knowing what was cut, and then opened her eyes with a smile.

"Okay, I'm at level nine now too!"

ps: Brothers, one of the options the doctor gave me is total gastric resection! Are there any people around you who have had a total gastrectomy? How is their quality of life? If you know anything, please let me know, it's very important to me!

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