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Li Luo's coma prevented the virtuous emperors from speaking to the Suzaku Emperor. Finally, Jiang Zhuojun took the lead and Jing Mo sent a team of light cavalry to escort Li Luo and more than a hundred Suzaku guards to Yanhui City overnight.
The wind and snow stopped for a while before dawn, but after the sky brightened, heavy snow began to flutter in the sky again, blown by the wind.
The allied forces of the five nations broke camp in the heavy snow and headed towards the end of the wilderness.
A few goshawks circled above the army for a while, then flew away.
One day later in the Yongsheng Temple, Gui Ning carefully glanced at Mo Wen who was sitting still, then looked at the monks of the Yongsheng Temple standing below. Gui Ning clenched his fists, and his nails pinched his palms so hard that they hurt.
Mo Wen didn't even look at Gui Ning, and asked, "Your Majesty is nervous?"
Gui Ning couldn't even laugh at this moment, and he mumbled, "I have never been on the battlefield."
"Your Majesty is a precious person, how can I let Your Majesty personally go to the battlefield of the two armies?" Mo Wen said with a smile: "During the war, Your Majesty can just sit in the temple."
Returning home..., isn't that the same as waiting for death?
"Master," a senior monk in the crowd asked, "Do we really want to fight? Should we send someone to talk to the emperors?"
Mo Wendao said, "Jing Mo killed his father and slaughtered his brother to ascend the throne, Su Zhao rebelled and gained the country through rebellion, Zuo Zuo killed the emperor and forced his sister to death, and used the emperor to control the princes, while Gui Ning rebelled and gained the world. If these people were emperors, where would justice be?"
The eminent monk was choked by what Mo Wen said.
"The world is in ruins, and people's hearts are no longer the same," Mo Wen said calmly, "Seeing the world in chaos, if we give in now, where is our mercy? How can we bear it?"
Gui Ning wanted to vomit. This was too much nonsense! After hearing what Mo Wen said, they were all bastards. Was this guy trying to eliminate demons for the sake of Taoism? !
"There are still two days left," Mo Wen glanced at the people standing below him and whispered, "You can decide for yourself whether to stay or go."
"Master," a senior monk standing in the front row looked at Mo Wen and wanted to speak.
Mo Wen waved his hand at the monk and said, "No need to say more. I have made up my mind. You can all leave now."
After Mo Wen finished speaking, he stood up and went to the back hall without looking back.
Seeing Mo Wen's attitude, the monks had no choice but to retreat.
Guining sat on the chair, his legs were weak and he couldn't stand up.
Two attendant monks came forward, took a look at Guining, and one of them held one of Guining's arms and helped Guining stand up.
"The abbot is staying in the temple?" Gui Ning asked Mo Wen's two confidants.
The attendant monk who was holding Gui Ning's left hand said, "If the abbot is not in the temple, where else can he go?"
Gui Ning said: "As long as the green mountains remain, there is nothing to fear..."
Mo Wen's voice came from the back hall: "Send His Majesty back."
Gui Ning didn't dare to say anything. It would be best if Mo Wen died in the Eternal Life Temple, but could he be let go?
Mo Wen told the people in the temple that it would take two days, but the wind and snow were so heavy that the coalition forces of the five nations did not reach the wilderness under Mount Everest until six days later.
Jing Mo and several others rode their horses and stood outside the military camp, looking at the allied camp opposite from afar.
Young Master Gu said, "Except for Xuanwu's army, the Eternal Life Temple still has 400,000 soldiers and horses."
Jing Mo said: "Look at the camp, Xuanwu's army is in the rear."
Zuo You said, "Mo Wen, are you still on guard against Gui Ning?"
Young Master Gu said, "There's nothing wrong with being in the back. Wouldn't it be more deadly to be stabbed in the back?"
"Fu Boyuan's people will come to see me tonight," Jing Mo whispered, "I want to line up and start the battle tomorrow. What do you think?"
Su Zhao wiped the snow off his face and said, "Do you want to fight in the wind and snow?"
"We are afraid of the wind and snow, and the people over there should be afraid too," Jing Mo raised his hand to catch a few snowflakes and said, "Let's make a quick decision. If it's too late, I'm afraid Mo Wen will have some bad intentions again."
"Your Majesty," a general of Zhuri came running from the camp on horseback. When he arrived in front of Jing Mo, he dismounted and said respectfully, "The Imperial Master is here."
"Let's go back and take a look," Jing Mo called to the people around him.
In the tent, Yu Xiaoxiao stared at the five old monks brought by Wuhuan National Master and Fenglin Junior Master. How come the monks over there haven't finished fighting yet, and they're bringing more monks over here? !
"Linglong, Linglong!" Xianzong called Yu Xiaoxiao several times.
Gu Xinglang pulled Yu Xiaoxiao's hand.
Yu Xiaoxiao restored her eyes to normal size, looked at Xianzong and said, "What's the matter?"
Xianzong said: "This is a senior monk from the Dixiu Temple, you must not be rude!"
"What?" Yu Xiaoxiao asked.
Xianzong's mouth twitched. Oh, by the way, his daughter didn't even know about the Eternal Life Temple before, so how could he expect his daughter to know about the Dixiu Temple?
Master Wuhuan was still wearing the silver mask on his face as he explained to Yu Xiaoxiao, "If it weren't for the high monks from the Dixiu Temple who traveled across the ocean to teach the sutras, we wouldn't know about the Buddha here."
Yu Xiaoxiao could understand what this meant. This meant that the ancestor of Buddhism had been found!
The high monk of the Dixiu Temple standing in the front, with his two white tails hanging down to his chin, chanted a Buddhist name, and said to Xianzong, Jiang Zhuojun and others in the tent: "After I, Master Jishi, saw the letter from His Majesty Jingmo, I ordered us to come here. If what is written in the letter is true, then Yongsheng Temple is definitely not a Buddhist place."
Another senior monk from the Dixiu Temple said, "This is not just the opinion of our Dixiu Temple, but the opinion of all the temples."
"Many temples," Yu Xiaoxiao asked, "Does this mean many temples?"
"Yes," the monk replied to Yu Xiaoxiao.
Xianzong heaved a sigh of relief at this time. With the Dixiu Temple representing Buddhism, at least most of those believers who were blinded by greed would not follow Mo Wen to the end.
The instructor then said, "How are you going to verify the authenticity of Jing Mo's letter?"
A senior monk said: "Naturally, seeing is believing."
"That's no problem," the instructor stood up and said, "I'll take you to the back hill of the Eternal Life Temple to have a look."
Before Xianzong and others could react, they felt a gust of wind blowing through the tent, and the instructor and five senior monks from the Dixiu Temple disappeared.
"He," Xianzong shouted to Yu Xiaoxiao, "He's taking people with him now?"
Yu Xiaoxiao shrugged and said, "Just go and take a look, they will be back soon."
Everyone in the tent... isn't this movement too fast?
Jing Mo and others walked into the tent at this time.
"Where are the masters of Dixiu Temple?" Jing Mo looked around the people in the tent, and didn't see any monks, so he asked National Master Wuhuan.
"I went with my master to see Mo Wen's sins," Yu Xiao said.
Jing Mo's mouth twitched and he said, "Already gone?"
"It's okay," Yu Xiaoxiao said without caring, "They will be back soon."
Xianzong then asked Jingmo: "The Dixiu Temple is a long way from here. When did you write the letter?"
"Four years ago," Jing Mo brushed off his snow-stained clothes.
"Four years ago?" Yu Xiaoxiao was shocked and said, "Jing Mo, you were not the emperor four years ago!"
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