A burst of rapid footsteps spread, and then a group of people walked in quickly, causing the entire temple to scatter.

"Master, please come over!" The leading Turkic man said respectfully.

The monk walked staggeringly in front, and the guards made way and followed the monk.

Looking at the familiar temple, Faming sighed softly, his body melting into the soil like water waves, and disappeared.

"I've seen the king!" He lifted the curtain of the big tent and looked at Shibi Khan with a pale face. The mage saluted respectfully, his face full of calmness.

"Master, the golden body is lost, and the guardian is deeply trapped in the imperial prison. How did you tell me? How did you guarantee it to me?" Shibi Khan pushed away the guards around him, and no matter where he got the strength, he suddenly stood up and staggered to the old monk.

"Amitabha, there are endless changes in cause and effect in the world. The old monk's fate cannot be cultivated, which has missed the Khan's great cause. All cause and effect, karma, the monk is willing to bear it with all his strength!" The old monk lowered his eyebrows and said nothing.

"Take it with one force? Why do you have to hold it with one force?" Khan suddenly slapped the old monk's bare head, leaving five bright red marks.

The old monk looked kind and looked politely, but he didn't see any anger. He just shouted the Buddha's name and his breath was cut off.

"Dead?" Khan was stunned.

There was silence in the big tent.

"That wants you to die! That wants you to die! Can you solve the problem if you die?" Shibi Khan was furious and suddenly stepped forward and pulled the old monk's clothes, pulled him hard, and threw him to the ground, constantly kicking him around.

After kicking for a while, the old monk was covered in flesh and blood, and he was still worried: "Go and refine it for me, I want to crush it and raise it ashes."

The old monk died, he died very decisively and simply!

The Buddha promised him the Arhat fruit position, and only a fool would refuse such a good thing.

"Master!" The little monk Faming stood in the distance, looking at the tent with tears in his eyes, staring at the rainbow light rising into the sky, wrapping away the old monk's soul relics, and tears flowed endlessly.

"King, there is no need to be angry with a monk at the moment. We still need to discuss how to save the servant bone. Retrieving the golden body is the right way!" a little khan spoke.

"What do you think?" Shibi Khan looked at the little Khan.

The leader of the small tribe said: "Or we send troops to Luoyang, and Yu Juluo is dying now. If he can use a thunder attack, Zhuojun may not be able to stop us. At that time, the troops will be at the city, and we will not be afraid that the Sui Dynasty will not surrender."

Shibi Khan rolled his eyes when he heard this: "You are the one who is the one who is stationed in the Sui Dynasty to watch the fun? Once you enter the hinterland, the Liaodong army cut off the retreat, and you and I will die without a place to die."

The young leader smiled bitterly when he heard this, and then hurriedly said, "If the force does not work, then we can only admit defeat and surrender. As long as the king shows his sincerity, he secretly bribed the civil and military officials of the court, and the major families. The Great Sui Dynasty will also release the generals for the so-called superior state of the Celestial Kingdom. As for the golden body, the Great Sui Dynasty is in chaos. If we can bribe the court officials, it will be better to regain the golden body. If it doesn't work... This is also an excuse for us to go south in the future. Anyway, the only one who can control the golden body is the king. The golden body will sooner or later return to the master's hands. Why should we be anxious?"

After hearing this, Khan Qimin was shocked, his face looked better, and nodded: "Not bad! I will submit the letter of the country to the Central Plains to see the emperor."

Great Sui

Luoyang

In the prison

Zhang Bairen sat on the chair of the Grand Master and quietly looked at the servant Gu Mo He.

The servant's bones were worn on the pipa and hung them staggeringly on the wall, and were in a state of dizziness.

Zhang Bairen held a teacup in his hand and drank the tea slowly. Xiaolong held a basin of cold water and walked over, pouring it on the servant Gu Mohe without mercy.

"Crazy~"

The chain vibrated, and then the servant Gu Mo He stared at everyone with his eyes tightly. After looking at the surrounding environment for a while, he turned his eyes on Zhang Bairen:

"The Grand Governor is a good method, I admire you! I admire you!"

"Oh! I had no grudges and grudges with you, why did you stop me from becoming enlightened?" Zhang Bairen drank tea.

"The Grand Governor is pretending to be confused when he understands it. You are a Han Chinese, I am a Turkic. If you are stronger, my Turkic living space will be reduced by a little. For the sake of me, Turkic, how can I tolerate you to continue to live? Continuous breakthroughs?" The servant Gu Mo He's eyes were full of unwillingness: "If you want to blame me, I can only blame me for being unlucky. I actually met that old monster and knew the magic tricks of controlling the golden body, otherwise you would not want to practice the six-character mantra."

"You are a strong man from the north. The Turks have repeatedly invaded the border and harmed the Han people. How do you think I should mess with you?" Zhang Bairen looked at the servant Mo He, his eyes full of emotion: "What a pity! What a pity! You have arrived at the Tao, and you are just around the corner, but who knew that you would go astray."

"Hmph, you can't kill me! Shibi Khan will definitely work. You will release me if you take me in at that time!" The eyes of Pu Gumo were full of pride and fearless.

"Really? I really think you still have a chance to go out?" Zhang Bairen looked at the raging charcoal fire beside him and picked up a small knife with a flashing cold light: "The Khan from the north to Luoyang, including submitting the national certificate, it will take at least three days. How many times do you think you will die in these three days?"

"You dare! If you kill me, Khan will definitely avenge me! A million Turkic soldiers will slaughter all the Middle Earth..." The servant Mo He looked arrogant.

"Millions of soldiers? How many people are you in total in Eastern Turks!" The knife in Zhang Bairen's hand slashed across the face of servant Gu Gu Mo He: "If you lose your golden body and lose your Supreme Dao Power, there is no need for me, the Great Sui Dynasty, the Wei Shi and the Khitan will join forces to swallow the Eastern Turks to the point where they are broken. Although the Khitan's Supreme Dao warrior is not taken seriously by me, no one can resist this person's attack!"

"You...what do you want? I'm afraid I'm just thinking about talking nonsense!" The servant Mo He was suppressed by Zhang Bairen and could not argue. His eyes stared at Zhang Bairen, with murderous intent in his eyes flowing, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Submit me! Be the Lord! Give me a glimmer of hope!" Zhang Bairen's eyes were full of disdain.

"This is impossible! Even if I die, I will never recognize my master! Even if I am not afraid to humiliate me today, you are just a dog under the feet of the emperor. You are worthy of calling me to recognize my master?" The servant Mo He's eyes were full of mockery, and he mercilessly mocked.

Zhang Bairen's face suddenly became gloomy: "You don't know what's wrong! Your life is just a matter of thought in the governor. It's a pity that your cultivation is. If you fail to sink into the sand, it's a pity. Don't you listen to your advice and not toast or eat a punishment."

"Bah!" The servant Gu Mo He spurted out blood: "It's up to you? It's worthy!"
Chapter completed!