Helian Wuwei kicked him and glared at him, saying, "Those armchair strategists of yours don't count for shit."
Hsu Fengnian dodged the soft kick and turned his back to the crowd, as if he was being looked down upon by an elder in front of an outsider. He was somewhat embarrassed. Zhong Shentong found it amusing to see Helian Wuwei and the others staring at him with wide eyes and thick necks. He acted as a peacemaker and said a few polite words about how it was a good thing to be young and ambitious. Then, the two mainstays of the Beimang army left the crowd and walked along the shore. What they were talking about was naturally the next step after cutting off the river and cutting off the flow of the river. Both of them seemed like straightforward old foxes, so it was inevitable that they would scheme against each other. Generally speaking, the elite army of Hexi, Kung Bijun, was responsible for cutting off the river and expelling those Jianghu idlers who dared to approach Emperor Qin's mausoleum. The Zhong family had promised to bring Kung Bijun a large amount of high-quality iron ore at an extremely low price. The old man had a pure heart and few desires, and his reputation was second to none among Beimang's eight feudal officials. Zhong Shentong also did not believe that Helian Wuwei would covet the treasures in the mausoleum and have the intention to kill him. If it was Murong Baoding, whose martial prowess was above Zhong Liang's, Zhong Shentong would never dare to ask a tiger for its skin.
They had a secret conversation, and the conversation was very pleasant.
Zhong Shentong looked back. Zhong Tan and the father and daughter of the Lu Family did not fit in with Helian's younger generation. It was reasonable. Zhong Shentong frowned as he walked slowly. His younger brother said that he wanted to go to the Princess's Tomb. He asked him why, but he did not answer. He had long been accustomed to his younger brother's absurd and unrestrained behavior. However, this time entering the tomb was of great importance, and there was no room for the slightest mistake. Zhong Shentong knew a little about the relationship between Zhong Liang and the little girl in the Princess's Tomb, but he did not know the bottom of it. Zhong Shentong also did not want to get to the bottom of it. He only hoped that this time entering the tomb with the group of wandering ghosts in the Princess's Tomb would not cause any unnecessary problems. As the guardian of the Princess's Tomb, this time it was no different from embezzlement. Zhong Shentong's heart completely did not trust them.
Zhong Shentong and Helian Wuwei suddenly gathered their Qi, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
In a trance, a white rainbow came across the river, tracing the source and rushing upstream.
Wherever the white rainbow passed, it split the waves, and the water rose sharply by ten feet, fiercely slapping the banks.
The white rainbow rushed forward into the distance, and more than a dozen fluttering clothes like butterflies descended from the sky, as if to block the white rainbow's path.
Those colorful clothes were like flying fairies in the murals, and their sleeves were several feet long. Moreover, each sleeve was connected with a wisp of cloud and mist, becoming more and more agile, like celestial beings descending to the mortal world.
Zhong Tan opened his eyes wide. He naturally recognized those floating women who pretended to be mysterious. They were exactly the same as his uncle Zhong Liang's description. They were the unique colorful clothes of the Princess's Tomb, and they were good at the Flying Dance with Two Sleeves. It was said that with mutual help, the power of one sleeve could block the Gods and Buddhas.
A low Buddhist chant entered their ears.
Hsu Fengnian recognized that it was the Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva Heart Mantra.
The rainbow-like white robe finally paused, hovering several feet above the river, and stretched out his arm to form a seal.
It was a monk wearing a white kasaya, facing the eighteen colorful clothes with thirty-six sleeves. At the end of the last word, the Yellow River under his feet began to change.
The name of the Buddhist mantra arrived in an instant!
The surface of the river behind the white-robed monk suddenly split, and half of the water flowed away, leaving nothing behind. The newcomer stopped abruptly, and suddenly rose several dozen feet, like a yellow dragon leaping into the water, drawing an arc in the air. Following the monk's one-armed seal, after covering the sky, it naturally covered the earth, and pounced on the eighteen beautiful colorful clothes that were drawing the clouds from the sky.
The yellow dragon went first, followed by the white robe.
The beautiful colorful clothes were scattered in the blink of an eye, along with the clouds in the sky. Some of the eighteen women fell into the river, some fell onto the shore, and some were even knocked several dozen feet away by the yellow dragon. They were in an extremely sorry state, and no longer had the slightest bit of celestial aura.
The white-robed monk ignored those women who were like mantises trying to stop a chariot, and continued along the river.
The water of the Yellow River came from the sky.
The Beimang Orthodoxy's Dao De Sect was in the sky.
If the white-robed monk wanted to go to the Dao De Sect that was overseen by the Qilin Spiritual Master, the easiest route would be to walk along the river.
Zhong Shentong said with a gloomy expression, "White-robed monk Li Xiaoxin!"
Helian Wuwei sighed in admiration, "As expected of the Invincible Vajra that once made the number one person of Beimang helpless."
Zhong Tan turned his head to the maid Liu Daogu and joked, "Your Princess' Tomb's Soaring Sleeves are too weak. With just this weight, you want to challenge the Great Idea Luo Yang?"
The maid dismissed it with a smile, and pointed a finger into the distance.
The eighteen colorful clothes failed to stop him, and a tall figure appeared out of nowhere. They were too far away, and it was impossible to tell if he was a man or a woman. When this person spread out his arms, it was an extremely grotesque appearance of four arms.
When this freak raised his arms, the eighteen defeated colorful clothes were pulled into the air like puppets on strings.
Zhong Tan said in surprise, "It's your Little Idea? Then my uncle's taste is too heavy. "
Liu Daogu shook her head and said, "It's a living dead object that has been enshrined in my Princess' Tomb for three hundred years. I advise you not to go near and see it with your own eyes, or else you won't be able to sleep. In addition to having four arms, she was born with two faces, one of which is Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's compassionate face, and the other is joyful face. "
Zhong Tan clicked his tongue and said, "Scary, scary."
When the white-robed monk on the river saw this filthy object, he was finally angry.
He shouted, "My Buddha Tathagata! You evil creature, why don't you rush to the void by yourself?! "
He raised his palm, and the clouds in the sky drooped down. Countless golden lights shone through the gaps between the clouds, and the Buddha's light was boundless.
Then, the white-robed monk's hands formed three mudras in an instant, which were respectively Cleansing Sin, Cleansing Sin, and Destroying Sin.
In the blink of an eye, the rainbow disappeared into the distance, leaving only a sentence, "When I return from the Dao De Sect, I'll send you into reincarnation!"
The otherworldly object curled up into a ball, and then stretched out as before. However, the eighteen colorful clothes puppets were all destroyed.
After the otherworldly object stood up straight, it stiffly twisted its neck.
Then, it went straight to Hsu Fengnian.
Hsu Fengnian was dumbfounded. Did I provoke you?
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