Da Bong fights more people

"You do what you want, how can the lower officials control the thoughts of the national teacher." Xu Qi'an followed the good advice.

Luo Yuheng gave a satisfied "hmm", thought for a while, and said calmly:

"Within three months, I will be promoted to the first-rank intermediate class."

Her face is plain white and cold, with a little red cinnabar between her eyebrows, her hair is slightly loose in a bun, and she is wearing a feather robe. She looks like a fairy or a beautiful woman, very attractive.

Xu Qi'an understood her hint, and said in a deep voice:

"The lower officials must do their best to help the national division break through."

Holy Son, I understand your suffering. No matter how you manage your time, it is not enough...Xu Qi'an picked her up horizontally and walked towards the big bed.

He finally understood the difficulty of the Son.

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Leizhou, Panshan County!

After a long journey, the first group of Mahayana Buddhists finally arrived at their destination.

Zhu Lai was among the first group of Mahayana Buddhists to arrive.

The leader is the young monk Jingsi.

What kind of place will the Central Plains court arrange for us?

This is the most worrying question of every Mahayana Buddhist along the way.

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PS: The typo is corrected first and then corrected.

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Chapter 97 Extraordinary Gu Beast (Thanks to the "Magic Speed" boss for the golden alliance)

Although the Western Regions and Buddhism have been allies who have watched and helped each other for the past 500 years, there is no shortage of open and secret struggles between them.

Especially when it comes to the treatment of Confucian scholars, Buddhism actively promotes and spreads hatred.

But all Buddhist believers count as one, and they basically hate the scholars in the Central Plains.

This beam was formed when Yunlu Academy promoted the extermination of Buddha.

As we all know, the imperial court of the Central Plains was ruled by scholars, and all the nobles and nobles in the dynasty were full of scholars.

Therefore, Mahayana Buddhists are unavoidably anxious.

Having said that, the climate in the Central Plains is indeed different, the air is more humid, and there seems to be a sweet smell in the breath.

The sun was shining brightly, but it wasn't too harsh. This group of believers from the Western Regions had already taken off their heatstroke and sunscreen caps and robes one after another on the way.

In addition, what you can see along the way is green mountains and green waters, the weeds on the roadside are pleasing to the eye, and the wild flowers on the roadside are fragrant. ” and “Delicate”.

The scenery of the Western Regions is more rough and vast. .

"Brother Zhulai, if we used to live in the Central Plains, we wouldn't need to beg. There are fruits that can be picked everywhere on the mountain."

A young man pointed to the wild fruit hanging heavily on the treetop not far away, and said.

Zhu Lai clasped his hands together:

"Amitabha, life is everywhere here."

After a pause, he looked around and said to the Mahayana believers around him:

"Xu Yinluo speaks a lot in the Central Plains, but he is the supreme Buddha in the three thousand worlds and the founder of Mahayana Buddhism, so he will definitely not treat us badly.

"Everyone, don't worry."

After several months of Buddhist baptism, he has shed the slickness and sneakiness of a beggar in the market, and sincerely converted to Mahayana Buddhism.

Just at this time, the horseshoes on the official road in front of him were rattling, dust was rising, and a group of cavalry in light armor came galloping.

The Mahayana Buddhists instinctively became vigilant, their expressions tense.

Jing Si pressed his hand, and after briefly comforting the believers, he took the initiative to meet him.

"law!"

The cavalry stopped in front of him, and the leading officer said in a deep voice:

"The master is pure thinking?"

Jing Si nodded, clasped his hands together:

"It's the poor monk, but this is Panshan County?"

The leading officer laughed and said:

"According to the order of Leizhou Chief Envoy, we are here to welcome Master Jingsi and all Mahayana Buddhists."

As he spoke, he stretched his neck on horseback, making a gesture of looking far away.

The dense flow of people along the official road, has been to the end of sight.

The young officer immediately made a judgment in his heart. This team of Mahayana Buddhists has more than [-] people.

Hearing that they were here to greet him, the Mahayana Buddhists behind Jingsi felt a little relieved.

Monk Jingsi said:

"Please, sir, lead the way."

The young officer nodded, turned his horse's head, and walked slowly in front of the team, taking charge of leading the way.

Continue along the official road, on the way, on both sides of the official road are divided and orderly fields, with golden waves of wheat rising and falling.

The farmers harvested the crops with sickles in their hands, and they worked in the sun, sweating profusely, but the vigorous vitality and the joy of harvest made the Mahayana Buddhists along the way yearn for it.

It is said that the land in the Central Plains is rich and fertile, and it is true.

They have some confidence in their own future, in the future of Mahayana Buddhism.

After all, it is normal for people to leave their hometowns, far away from their birthplace, come to a strange environment, and face an unknown future.

Half an hour later, a slightly dilapidated city wall appeared in sight, and Jing Si asked: