Chapter 433 The so -called Saint Mountain
At this time, the army had penetrated hundreds of miles in the Buddhist country. They did not encounter any resistance all the way. Everything they saw was quiet and peaceful.
Ma Ningyan ordered the army to rest, and everyone knew that she was hesitant to continue to recruit the Buddha country at this moment.
After all, 200,000 Buddhist people have been slaughtered, and they have been killed again, even if Iron Shi should melt.
This is a place of residence, the house is clean and clean.
The road surface is spacious and there is almost no dust.
"Hong Ye, changed this to the temporary blacksmith shop, what do you think?" Someone came over and asked.
This person is called Qu Zhong, also a blacksmith, but currently takes care of Jianglin's food and diet.
Jiang Lin nodded at will. He didn't care about the laid by the arms.
"Then Hong Ye rests first, I will wait for things to move."
Qu Zhong led the road and took Jiang Lin to the largest house nearby.
To say big, there are actually two.
Jiang Lin walked in and scanned the furnishings in the house.
"Hong Ye, give you a pot tea?" Qu Zhongyin asked carefully.
Jiang Lin did not reply, but walked to the dining table in the middle of the house, picked up the chopsticks and looked at it.
"It looks good." Qu Zhong praised.
"It's good." Jiang Lin nodded, and said, "And it's new, as if it has never been used before."
"Yeah." Qu Zhong responded.
Jiang Lin put down the chopsticks and asked, "How many years do you build this house?"
Qu Zhong looked up at the beam of the house, and estimated through the degree of aging, and said: "Why have you had to have seven or eight years?"
"The house in seven or eight years, but the things in the house are brand new. Even the chopsticks seem to have never used it. Do you need to eat?"
This question asked Qu Zhong.
He looked down at the tableware on the table, thinking, thinking, "Yeah, do the Buddhas do not have to eat?"
"Maybe because they just changed?" Qu Zhong said.
"You go to other houses." Jiang Lin said.
Qu Zhongying sounded and quickly came out.
After a while, he hurried back, and his face looked weird: "It's really strange. The tableware of all houses is new, and there is no gray in the stove. It seems that no one lives here. "
"But if no one lives, what do these houses, home, and what do you use?"
"Is it for others to see?"
Qu Zhong said to himself, Jiang Lin said lightly: "Perhaps, just to show others."
Qu Zhong listened and asked subconsciously, "Who to see?"
"Put it to those who feel peaceful in the Buddha country, and look at the holy place on earth." Jiang Lin said.
I don't know why, when I heard this sentence, Qu Zhong felt a little creepy.
Put it to those who feel that the Buddha country is peaceful.
That means, isn't the Buddha country be peaceful?
There is no one who lives in a house. What about people?
"Speaking of which, I saw Buddhism all the way, as if I didn't see the people."
Qu Zhong's face was a little white, although the distance of hundreds of miles, he killed 200,000 Buddhist people.
But is there only 200,000 Buddhas in such a large place?
What about the people?
"Hong Ye, this ... I will tell them here!" Qu Zhong said, turning out and out of the door.
Jiang Lin did not stop, and some things could not be proved by saying. After all, they still have to see it.
Soon, Qu Zhong found the nearby leader and told himself and Jiang Lin's discovery.
The general who listened to the letter was suspicious, but after all, it was related to Jiang Lin, and he was not easy to deny.
He shouted a few people at will and went to the nearby house to explore it.
It didn't take long for those people to come back, and the report did say that Qu Zhong said that the house was clean and tidy.
Although it is all right, there are no traces of accommodation or cooking.
Even on the ground of the house, they haven't even seen fresh footprints.
The general was stunned, and he realized that he was wrong, so he reported the matter to the handsome Xu Wanqun.
Xu Wanqun did not find someone to investigate again, but went directly to Ma Ningyan.
Knowing this found, Ma Ningyan frowned.
There are also houses in the periphery of the Buddha, but there are traces of living.
How to come in, where should be more prosperous, no one lives?
"Send scouts to investigate until they find the people." Ma Ningyan ordered.
Xu Wanqun immediately ordered a deputy general and led hundreds of reprimanded soldiers to explore himself.
In accordance with Ma Ningyan's order, when will the people find the people and when to return.
However, the deputy general had no news for a few days.
Xu Wanqun sent more scout soldiers, but they were all like the sea, and there was no message.
Even if you are stupid, you know something wrong.
The Buddhist and people encountered along the way are not resistant.
Even if the scout soldiers met, it was not dangerous to say.
No one comes back for so many days.
Either encounters unpredictable, or ... they haven't found a living people until now.
If the former is at most, it is reasonable.
The Buddha in front did not resist, and did not mean that it did not resist later.
But what if it is the latter possibility?
Ma Ningyan's eyes were gloomy, and for so many days, it was enough to run out hundreds of miles away.
Coupled with the in -depth distance, a total of thousands of miles.
What does the people who do not live a thousand miles?
She couldn't help but think of Jiang Lin before how to deal with the Buddhist country, and got an answer with a culprit.
"Kill!"
From the initial trust, to the doubt before, to this day.
A haze flashed in Ma Ningyan's eyes: "Buddhist country ..."
Intuition tells her that it may not be the same as she imagined, but some secrets are hidden.
Buddhism is adults and no children.
Even if the people go to be a Buddhist, what about the child?
Where did they go?
Ma Ningyan couldn't sit still, and got up and ordered: "Immediately pull the camp, continue to move forward, the speed is fast!"
Xu Wanqun stood aside and asked: "If you meet the Buddha again ..."
Ma Ningyan's voice was deep and full of unquestionable taste: "Kill!"
"Who blocks the road and kills, until you see the people and young children!"
"Yes!"
The army was puzzled again, and many people were puzzled.
Didn't you say that you want to rest, why are you suddenly giving out again.
The news was spread soon, and they learned that the Fangshe was weird. These sergeants who have been fighting the battlefield for many years have been subconsciously looked around.
The house is really clean to a bit weird. Even the road ahead is spacious and clean, as if no one has passed.
The people are not there, and the Buddhas do not walk?
If they don't need a residence, why should they build it?
Obviously, the houses are all new and clean.
But from the perspective of these sergeants, it gradually became more thrilling.
When the news spread throughout the army, the pace of everyone was subconsciously accelerated.
They really want to see a few ordinary people, shaking in front of them, even if they do not do anything, they can be more at ease.
The army went all the way and met some Buddhism.
They still did not resist. This time, the knife cut off is much faster than before.
Some sergeants couldn't bear it, so they grabbed the Buddha and asked loudly: "Why didn't the people and young children see the people here? Where are they?"
The Buddha only looked at him and kept recite repeated words.
"Kill me alone, usher in the fire of Red Lotus, thousands of robberies!"
"Kill me alone, usher in the fire of Red Lotus, thousands of robberies!"
"Kill me alone, usher in the fire of Honglian, and thousands of robberies!"
A spear stabbed over and wore the Buddha's head.
The tip of the spear was pulled back, and the bloody blood poured the sergeant with a full face.
He turned his head and saw a vice general with a cold face: "Don't delay time."
The sergeant gritted his teeth, grasped the long knife in his hand, and walked towards a man next to him.
Hands and knives and fell on the ground.
Hundreds of miles have gone, and the number of Buddhas in front is increasing.
They are like locusts in the disaster. Even if the knife cuts the blade, it seems that they will never be killed.
When the light was killed, more Buddhist people swarmed and blocked the road.
You can see the towering mountains, the sacred land of the Buddha, and the Mountain of Xu Mi.
But I do n’t know that millions of Buddhas are blocked in the road. Even if the sergeant is ruthless, it will kill fatigue.
There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!
Ma Ningyan raised his hand and ordered the entire army to stop and rest for a moment.
At the same time, she walked out of the camp and went all the way to see Jiang Lin.
Jiang Lin at this moment is wiping the long knife.
Ma Ningyan came over and saw that he was holding a clean cloth in his hand. There was no dust on the blade, but he wiped it very carefully.
"Grandpa Hong has already cleaned it." Ma Ningyan reminded.
Jiang Lin didn't look at her, but only continued to wipe himself, saying: "It's not clean enough."
Ma Ningyan looked at those blades that could almost reflect the face: "Isn't this clean enough?"
"Well, kill them, it is clean." Jiang Lin said.
Ma Ningyan was slightly stunned, and then he understood what he meant.
What is not clean is not a long knife, but a Buddha country.
Jiang Lin put down the rag and picked up the bow every day to wipe.
Watching him so seriously, Ma Ningyan asked: "Grandpa Hong, do you know about the Buddha country? Can you tell me what happened here?"
Jiang Lin shook his head and said, "I don't know."
"Then why did you not hesitate to destroy the Buddha?"
"I don't know, because I haven't seen what the Buddha country is like." Jiang Lin looked up at her, saying, "But what I have seen after the Buddha country is shattered, and think about it, it should not be much worse. "
"After the Buddhist country is shattered?" Ma Ningyan froze, instinctively asked, "What is it?"
Jiang Lin continued to bow his head and wiped the bow of the bow day, and his voice was low: "Eat the monster."
Ma Ningyan trembled, and she didn't ask anymore.
Jiang Lin's answer made her seem to see the purgatory on earth who couldn't eat food, and hungry.
"Will you shoot too?" Ma Ningyan asked.
"Yes." Jiang Lin nodded: "Otherwise you may not be able to beat."
The current Buddhist country may not be in the heyday, but the current dryness is not the strongest.
Regardless of the Buddha country or hard work, Jiang Lin did not have a good impression.
If you really conjecture, you will definitely shoot.
Whether it is to help Ma Ningyan clean up the evil obstacles on earth, or maintain his belief.
Ma Ningyan glanced aside, the long knife that wiped it to the almost dustless knife, and then turned to leave.
After a while, Jiang Lin heard the sound of the rumors that rumored.
"The Army List!"
"The direction of Sumi Mountain, march!"
Ma Ningyan was wearing a black armor, holding the sacred soldiers, and behind him was the heavy riding of Tiannanfu.
Although they are already handsome, they are chiefs, they are deputy generals.
But when Ma Ningyan personally led his soldiers, they would still be like the guards around her many years ago.
"War!"
The anger of the outbreak of the millions of war arrays is like a thunder.
Nearly a thousand Buddhist people in front were instantly crushed by the sound.
The blood and rain of the residual limbs rushed to the high altitude, and then fell again.
The chanting of the Buddha is unwilling to fall behind, and the sound is getting louder and louder.
Everyone can feel, and the breath of the Buddha has changed.
When they did not resist before, they were very peaceful, like a ray of green smoke, fluttering.
I can't touch it, I can't see it.
And now, this breath is deep.
I do n’t know if it ’s the reason for the bodies of the Buddhas, or the other, many people’ s noses came in a trace of blood.
"War!"
Millions of military Wu moved forward again, no one could stop.
But the pace of their progress now slows down, not unbearable, but because the obstruction of the Buddha has also increased.
Originally, I could move forward for dozens of miles a day, but now it is not even ten miles.
Ma Ningyan took five heavy rides, Qingyi Black Black War, the sword in his hand kept raised, and then quickly split.
Dozens of feet of swords are vertical and horizontal.
Under the influence of the battle array, their strength has been enhanced to surpass the martial arts realm, but it is different from the strange realm of Daowu realm.
Very strong!
The sword gas from dozens of feet to hundreds of feet, and more than a hundred feet.
Every time the knife is swinging, it seems to be able to tear the void, bring up a burst of wind, and roll the blood on the battlefield and the dust farther.
Ma Ningyan's eyes were as frosty, and there was no compassion in her heart, she just wanted to know the answer.
The five re -ride next to her are connected with her, and their movements are almost completely consistent, like integration, bringing the power of the battle formation to the extreme.
The chanting of the Buddhas echoed on the battlefield, as if purifying the land shrouded in the killing of the Dharma.
But what is really purified is not killing.
"What's the matter!"
Ma Ningyan turned his head and saw that some sergeants on the edge of the battle array melted like a burning candle.
She felt the unusual flavor of power, and when she looked at those Buddhism, the killing intention in her eyes became more and more heavy.
"It's the so -called Buddha sound!"
"Kill!" Ma Ningyan yelled, her voice echoed in the armor, with unquestionable decisions.
The sword light soared again, just like five black dragons tumbling in the air. Wherever he passed, the Buddhas were cut into pieces ruthlessly.
At least thousands of people were melted by millions of sergeants, in the field of vision of Ma Ningyan, Xu Mishan finally became clear.
Seeing the appearance of Sumi Mountain, Ma Ningyan's movement stopped.
Her face was shocked, unbelievable, and unwilling anger.
Where is a mountain?
Countless men, women, and children were spikes like tentacles in the mountains, and they were stringing one after another.
Blood flowing from the mountain to the mountains, converged into a blood river, and then poured into the bottom of the mountain to disappear.
Their expression was painful but did not struggle.
Because once there is a movement, the mountain underneaths will open their mouths and devour them completely.
What Ma Ningyan can see is only endless despair.
The corners of her eyes collapsed and blood flowed.
What kind of tragedy in the world, and there are no millions of living people, which are tragic by a mountain as food!
On the side of the battle array, Jiang Lin had a long knife and picked up the bow one by day.
Taikoo Zijinmu flickered the golden red light, Jiang Lin seemed to feel it, and his thumb was rubbing on the bow.
He looked at the towering Buddhist country of Buddhism, with golden flames in his eyes rising.
"Do you want to kill them too?"
"Then kill!"
A Xuanwu Holy Soldier arrow was pulled out of the arrow basket and was set on the bow string made of the Taikoo Thunder Eagle Beast.
(End of this chapter)