Chapter Fifty-Eight: The Rebellion and the Divorce

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The monk shouted, abandoned the Zen staff in his hand, and retreated. But I saw a soldier rubbing his body in, but in his hand was a long knife, and he slashed at the head mercilessly.

The monk roared, his hands turned bronze, and he grabbed the long knife alive, and was about to use his strength to snatch the long knife away. A spear was like a serpent's stab, its armor was broken, and the head of the spear had already penetrated three inches into the flesh and into the lower abdomen.

The monk was in pain, screaming and snatching the long knife away. Three spears stabbed again, and immediately blood flowed. If it weren't for the sturdiness of this armor, which would have negated most of the power, I'm afraid that this monk would have been dead and couldn't die anymore.

"Whoosh......" kept shooting the crossbow arrow almost in front of the monk's head. Such a close distance made a look of despair flash in the monk's eyes, and in a short distance of less than a zhang, it can be said that as soon as the crossbow arrow went out, it had already shot into the monk's face, and he didn't even have the slightest effort to dodge.

The monk had already been carried up by the huge power of the bow and crossbow, flew out two or three steps away, and was nailed to the bluestone slab on the mountain road.

"Mom......" Seeing that even this strong monk with such high martial arts and invincible opponents who defeated all of them died so easily in the hands of these small soldiers.

All the warrior monks were demoralized and fled backwards screaming. However, another rain of arrows flew and crucified them to the ground one by one from behind. In the end, less than half of the people who fled back to the temple were wearing armor.

In the entire Longquan Temple, there was already a panic. Originally, the so-called monks who were calm and relaxed were completely panicked. Some just close their eyes and recite the scriptures, waiting for death. Some of them are walking around like ants on a hot pan, but they don't have the slightest solution.

At this time, Qin Hui wisely closed his mouth and shrank his body back as much as possible. Try not to provoke anyone's attention. He knew that at this time, facing these chaotic monks was the most dangerous time for him!

The remnants of the warrior monks retreated in defeat, and there were cries and curses everywhere. Make this pure place like a vegetable market.

Someone shouted: "The Song army is too powerful! They are too numerous, and their bows and crossbows are too powerful......

Monk Facheng's scalp was numb, and the biggest reliance in the temple was gone. Originally, he thought that the warrior monks who had spent so much effort in the temple could withstand thousands of troops.

Especially the strong monk just now, the force is even more outstanding. Not only in Longquan Temple, but also in Yanyun is extremely famous, known as the gun and stick unparalleled, and Zhou Dong of the Great Song Dynasty is called the world's two heroes.

Countless people boasted that this monk was put in the army, and he was a fierce general with ten thousand enemies, just like the legendary Guan Yu Zhang Fei.

However, I didn't expect it. This monk only killed one Song army, and died in the hands of a few small soldiers, and the nest was to the extreme.

The warrior monks are not really an army, and their tactics are completely different. In the real army, there is nothing to do with you alone. Let you have great skills, and you don't have the slightest chance to play it.

He ran into the dark room in a panic, came to the idol of the locust god, and prayed in a low voice. However, there was no response, Fa Cheng suddenly became even more frightened, and when he opened his mouth and eyes, he saw that the divine light on the Arhat statue was completely lost. The locust god didn't know where to go!

Fa Cheng only felt a tightness in his chest and dizziness. Not long ago, the locust god was still swearing to himself that he would deal with Wen Fei with them in Longquan Temple.

However, I didn't expect that there was really something going on. This guy is already running faster than a rabbit. Let Fa Cheng be depressed and want to vomit blood.

He staggered a few steps, his eyes blackened. I finally stood still. Anger rose from his heart, and he hugged the idol and shook it, and with a click, the idol was pushed down and fell to the ground. into several pieces.

"It's over, it's all over. The great foundation of Longquan Temple for hundreds of years is about to be destroyed in my hands!" Fa Cheng Fa Cheng became an owl-like crying and laughing voice, and he collapsed to the ground softly.

After a while, he suddenly stood up: "Tunnel, yes, there is a secret passage in the temple." Stay in the green mountains without worrying about running out of firewood!"

He hurried out, but barely a mouthful of old blood spurted out. The treasury of the temple was opened, and many monks reported strings of copper coins and cloth from it and fled in all directions.

Even the secret passages in his meditation room have been opened, the calligraphy and paintings of celebrities hanging on the walls, and valuable things have been looted, many monks have fled from here, and there are many copper coins and various belongings scattered on the ground.

"Poof......" Monk Facheng finally couldn't help it, and a mouthful of blood finally spurted out: "How did they know that this secret passage exit was here?

What Fa Cheng naturally didn't know was that things were already terrible. His apprentice, the most beloved bastard, ransacked the most valuable things, opened the secret passage and fled for his life, and even forgot to close the door of the secret passage in a panic......

The shouts of killing were endless, and it was obvious that the army of the Great Song Dynasty had surrounded and killed outside Longquan Temple. Fa Cheng's whole person completely collapsed to the ground, and the betrayal of the illegitimate son gave him the biggest mental blow.

But at this time, I saw a sound in the secret passage. A human head was thrown out bloodily, Fa Cheng looked at the human head, and suddenly made the sound of crying and laughing like a night owl, this was none other than the head of his illegitimate son Xianru.

It seems that the son who betrayed him was not able to escape after all. There was a sound in the secret room, and one by one the brightly armored Great Song soldiers came out............

"The most powerful Tezkapolipoca is here!" said the leader of the tribe who led the way, cautiously.

Great Celestial Master Wen nodded to the leader of the small tribe, only to see that his face was full of panic. Even the samurai who had followed him to the place were the same.

On the banks of this small river, there is a small tribe of zĂ i. Further on, it is already beyond the farthest place of residence of these tribes, and it can be said that it is already the border of this "country".

And now, even if a team of hundreds of people came, it did not alarm the people of this tribe in the slightest. To be exact, they can no longer be alarmed. The dead can no longer be alarmed.

Although the tents of this tribe and the semi-permanent wooden hut are still there, you can even see the cinchona grove carved out of the adjoining area.

But the people of this tribe had already died in the attack of the Mist Clan a few days ago, and even left only two alive.

It was a pair of lonely men and women who couldn't sleep at night, sneaking into the woods to do **. As a result, they were the only ones who witnessed what happened and escaped from life.

Dozens of people in the entire tribe let out hoarse screams one after another after such a night fog-like thing shrouded them, and when the fog cleared, all of them turned black and died cleanly.

Wen Fei strode towards this ghostly place, seeing what clues he could find.

The samurai behind them trembled, and if it was any other enemy, they would not hesitate to rush forward, but when they encountered such an inexplicable thing, all they had left was fear.

Wen Da Heavenly Master didn't pay attention to these guys, he already felt that the yin qi in this place was extremely heavy. It seems to have a ghostly atmosphere, and in the words of this place, there is a natural spirit floating.

"How can there be so much? Is there anything strange about that fog?" Wen Fei said secretly.

The ghost aura here is unexpectedly strong, but it didn't let Master Wen see the existence of half of the ghost, and he vaguely felt that something was wrong in his heart.

At this moment, a scream that changed tone suddenly sounded. It was someone who was overly panicked and let out a scream that pinched his neck like killing a chicken.

In just a moment, he had come to the place where the sound came from.

I saw that the samurai brought in were all in a panic. Out of the cinchona woods, something shakily covered in mud came out.

"These are dead people, all dead people...... We buried them in it......" When the leader of the small tribe saw Wen Da Tianshi, he ran over as quickly as he grabbed a life-saving straw, grabbed Wen Da Tianshi's clothes and shouted.

No big, no small, no knowledge of dignity or inferiority! Master Wen frowned, and understood more and more why Liu Bang had to wait until after Shusun Tong established the etiquette to know the dignity of being the emperor!

Looking at his dirty sleeves that were caught, Master Wen couldn't help but complain. As for these things in front of him, they didn't put them in his eyes at all!

As soon as Wen Fei waved his sleeves, a strong wind blew out. Not only did he shut up this guy, but he also blew the guys who had just crawled out of the dirt straight away.

Everyone was dumbfounded, although they knew that the Great Heavenly Master Wen was powerful, and even the Sun God and the Night God were not opponents, but these guys had no idea what kind of powerful method this great thing was.

Seeing such a scene now, it is simply not something that can be described as dumbfounded.

"Who?" "Who?" heard a voice coming from the cinchona woods, and his body shook and he had already entered the forest.

On the top of the branch of a large tree, I saw a creature covered in bruises.

"Imana Darotu?" Wen Fei was taken aback, this thing is pretending to be like this here, is it trying to plot against himself?

Besides, Celestial Master Wen didn't need to get close at all to know that this guy was extremely injured, and the blood all over his body was about to drain his strength.