Alien King

Chapter 135 Vajra Dharani

Three huge statues of Bodhisattvas came into view, but different from other Buddhist Bodhisattvas, these three Bodhisattvas had a pair of huge wings on their backs.

Chu Yue said: "My lord, among the gods believed by the Incas, these three gods are the most famous, namely the god Molodo, the god Sakyara and the god Basara. It is said that the three mighty people are angels, It once landed in the Inca Empire and brought the gospel to the people of the Inca Empire.”

Looking at the huge wings of the three bodhisattvas, Chu Hong nodded, lowered his voice a bit, and said, "Angel clan? A tyrannical nation that roamed the top of the sacred mountain thousands of years ago, but under the strong suppression of the ancestor emperor, The smoke cleared."

Chu Yue smiled and said, "Master, it's just a legend, don't take it so seriously. Let's draw lots."

Chu Hong turned his head, and there were three monks sitting in a side corner of the main hall.The monk in the middle is about [-] years old, with a slightly chubby face, kind eyebrows and kind eyes, which makes people feel good.

The two monks on the left and right were almost exactly the same as the black-faced monk that Chu Hong and the others had just entered. Brassy.

At this moment, Chu Hong walked up to the fat-faced monk and nodded slightly.

The fat-faced monk smiled slightly, picked up the stick in front of him, and asked, "What does the benefactor want to solve?"

Chu Hong thought about it for a while, and said: "The nest is safe, and the backyard is calm."

The fat-faced monk started to shake the stick, and he shook it very slowly, and it took almost a few breaths for the stick to make a "crash" sound.

After shaking for the tenth time, a bamboo stick fell out of the wooden tube.

The fat-faced monk picked up the bamboo stick, squinted his eyes, and said slowly: "This benefactor, the hexagram resembles Kanli, and there is more than one tiger in the nest. Although the backyard is calm, there is an undercurrent. "

Chu Hong was slightly taken aback, thinking that the hexagram was somewhat realistic.In Chu Hong's mind, the so-called nest is an allusion to the dynasty, and it is also called the court.

The meaning of "safety in the nest" is to ask whether the imperial court is stable.Now the fat-faced monk's interpretation of hexagrams says that there is more than one tiger in the nest, which is exactly what he is talking about Lin Chengzhou and Qin Ruhua.

With a slight smile, Chu Hong said again: "Dare to ask Master, how to solve it?"

The chubby monk raised his head, looked at Chu Hong, and said, "The benefactor has already obtained the hidden dragon. Although there are two fierce tigers coveting by the side, he will not achieve his ambition after all."

The smile on Chu Hong's face became wider, and he thought to himself that this Qianlong was naturally Ye Tian.With him, Lin Chengzhou and Qin Ruhua's goals will finally be difficult to achieve.

He was happy in his heart, and just about to say thank you, Chu Hong saw the fat-faced monk staring at him closely. The fat-faced monk's face, which was originally immaculate, changed slightly at this time.

Surprised, Chu Hong asked: "Master? But what's wrong?"

Frowning tightly, the fat-faced monk said, "Sponsor, your eyes have black lines and the bottom of your lips are purple. According to my years of experience in physiognomy, you may be in great danger today."

Hearing what the fat-faced monk said, Chu Hong was slightly taken aback.

Could it be that the micro-service private tour, deliberately did not bring Si Wei, will something really go wrong?

Chu Yue also frowned, and asked, "Master, can you calculate the time and place when my master is in danger?"

The fat-faced monk slowly closed his eyes, and after a long pause, he slowly said four words: "This time, this place."

Chu Hong didn't understand the meaning of the fat-faced monk's words for a while, he was startled for a while, and then heard a few screams from outside the hall.

At the same time, the fat-faced monk's closed eyes suddenly opened, and a ray of light shone out from them, with an obscene and cold expression on his face, completely gone from the benevolent look just now.

With a sound of "Bo", as the fat-faced monk opened his mouth, dozens of Buddhist beads shot out from the fat-faced monk's mouth, pointing directly at Chu Hong and the others.

As the emperor of the Tiangong Empire, Chu Hong usually manages a lot of affairs, approves chapters, reads and plays. Although he has almost no time to practice magic and martial arts, he has been taught by court mages since he was a child. stand up.Chu Hong stretched out his arms, hugging Chu Yue and Chu Yu beside him from left to right, and flew backwards with his whole body.At the same time, the vest on Chu Hong's body fell off automatically, instantly turning into a curtain wall.

The sound of "Aggression" sounded, and dozens of Buddhist beads hit the vest, knocking the entire vest into chaos.

After flying upside down for a few feet, Chu Hong hugged Chu Yue and Chu Yu with both hands, and landed on the ground.

Looking at the fat-faced monk coldly, after a long while, Chu Hong asked: "Master has set up an ambush here, I don't know how long."

"It's only an hour." Looking at the rags on the ground, the fat-faced monk continued, "I didn't expect that the vest on the emperor's body was Xuanyue armor. It's a pity for my 33 rosary beads."

At this moment, Zhao Zhentian who was outside the gate had already rushed into the yard, but the one standing in front of him was the black-faced thin monk who led Chu Hong into the main hall before.

Zhao Zhentian knew something was wrong when he heard the continuous screams from the guards all around.This temple is a bureau that has been set up long ago, and I don't know how long I have been waiting for the emperor.

At this moment, with the steel knife in hand, Zhao Zhentian turned his wrist, and the blade slashed at the black-faced monk.

Feeling the stern sword intent, the black-faced monk flipped his hands, and two vajra rings appeared on his wrists.The vajra ring glowed with golden light, and it was not ordinary at first glance.

Zhao Zhentian's heart sank, and he said in a low voice, "Are you Vajras of the Inca Empire?"

The black-faced monk on the opposite side did not speak, and remained silent, which just confirmed Zhao Zhentian's judgment.

Vajra is a warrior group with a very high status in the Inca Empire. The warriors who can get this title are at the lowest level of intermediate saint fighters.That is to say, the black-faced monk in front of him is at least as strong as an intermediate Saint Seiya, and may be even higher.

With a sound of "Dang", Zhao Zhentian's steel knife collided with the black-faced monk's diamond ring, the metal collided, and sparks splashed.Both of them felt the domineering and pressure coming from the opponent's weapon, and the weapon was released at the touch of a touch, and each of them took a few steps back.

Zhao Zhentian was very anxious, and the gate of the temple behind him was obviously sealed.The few guard brothers on the periphery have obviously been murdered.The enemy situation in this temple is unknown, and it is not known how many masters are hidden.And more importantly, the emperor and the two princesses were still in the opposite hall, life and death unknown.

Thinking of this, Zhao Zhentian gritted his teeth, let out a loud shout, and pierced his whole body's force value on his right arm, and the surface of the steel knife instantly emitted a strong wave of force.With a flash of his figure, Zhao Zhentian rushed towards the black-faced monk.

The black-faced monk calmed down, and the pair of vajra circles on his arms danced loudly, and the two fought back and forth.

At this time, in the hall, Chu Hong pulled Chu Yue and Chu Yu, and they were still confronting Monk Fat Yuan.

Chu Hong asked lightly: "Why?"

Hearing Chu Hong's question, the chubby-faced monk exhaled slowly, looked at Zhao Zhentian and Vajra Dharani who were fighting together outside, and said, "How long has the war between the Inca Empire and the Tiangong Empire been going on. "

Chu Hong frowned, and said: "Inca and Tiangong ceased war 60 years ago, and the two countries also signed a peace agreement, so there is still war."

The fat-faced monk smiled slightly: "What are the conditions for the truce? What is the content of the peace agreement?"

Chu Hong froze for a moment, thought about it briefly, and said: "The condition of the truce is that the Inca Empire cede the land south of Mount Sima to the Tiangong Empire. The content of the peace agreement is that the army of the Inca Empire will not be able to Then enter within fifty miles south of Mount Sima."

The fat-faced monk smiled coldly: "It's really a loss of power and humiliation to the country, what a shame."

Finally understanding the fat-faced monk's intention to set up an ambush to kill him, Chu Hong looked at the mottled wall in the hall, and said slowly: "I think, your temple has been open for exactly 60 years."

The fat-faced monk squinted his eyes: "You, an emperor in a peaceful and prosperous age, can't feel the taste of bearing humiliation and bearing the burden."

After speaking, the fat-faced monk changed his expression, and the two Vajras who had been silent by his side suddenly opened their eyes, and slapped their palms on the blue bricks on the ground. On the right, they attacked Chu Yue and Chu Yu respectively.

A sharp look flashed between Chu Hong's brows, and he let go of the two sisters with both arms, poured force into the palm, and with his arms flat, he slapped the two pressing Vajras in midair.

The two vajras were hindered by this, turned over in the air, and landed on the ground again, but the distance from Chu Hong was less than ten meters.

Chu Hong's eyes were serious and his brows were tightly knit. Although it was only two palms, he was only at the level of a high-level holy warrior. Facing two Vajras of the intermediate level of a holy warrior, he knew what the result would be without even thinking about it.

At this moment, the powerful palm force of Vajra Dharata made Chu Hong's whole body churn with qi and blood.Trying to suppress the blood in his whole body, Chu Hong managed to stand still.

Looking outside at Zhao Zhentian, who was still fighting with the black-faced monk, Chu Hong smiled wryly. His own strength was no match for these vajras, and Chu Yue and Chu Yu were girls who were powerless. Now the only thing he can count on is Zhao Zhentian in the yard.

Chu Hong took the two sisters and began to look for opportunities to retreat into the yard.

Perhaps because he saw Chu Hong's motive, at this moment, a copper bowl suddenly appeared in the fat-faced monk's hand.

The fat-faced monk tightly embraced the copper bowl with both hands, and inside the copper bowl were dozens of Buddhist beads, like spinning dice, spinning rapidly in the copper bowl, making a series of "ding ding ding" sounds.

At this moment, the black-faced monk who was fighting Zhao Zhentian in the yard, heard the ding ding sound from the room, immediately stopped his offensive and retreated quickly.

Zhao Zhentian didn't understand why, and thought that the opponent's force was exhausted and he refused to fight.He had the emperor and the two princesses in the room in his heart, and when he saw the other party retreating, he immediately turned around and ran towards the main hall with all his strength.

(End of this chapter)