I saw a rocket heading towards me with a strong trajectory.

Bi Longsheng poured foam on him directly!

People are in mid-air, there is no possibility of escape...

How is this good?

There is no time for Bi Longsheng to express his emotions.

Bi Longsheng screamed, and then exploded in the air.

Not far away, Song Ziyu, who was carrying a rocket launcher, said coldly: "Want to run? There is no way!"

Looking at the minced meat falling all over the sky, Song Ziyu showed a smile on his face.

Bi Longsheng probably never dreamed that he would be physically saved in heaven.

…

The dust has settled!

After Abbot Wenzhu made an earth-shattering operation, the federal army was completely wiped out in Qianxiang Temple, and Bi Longsheng was shot to death by Song Ziyu on the spot.

After the battle, Qianxiang Temple returned to its former peace.

Longshan's soldiers followed the monks into the temple and began to clean up the battlefield.

However!

What makes everyone feel weird is!

After so many federal soldiers entered the temple, only a few bodies were found.

This abnormal situation makes everyone feel incredible.

But the Longshan soldiers might never have imagined that... many stone sculptures would appear out of thin air in the temples of Qianxiang Temple.

In the Donglong Palace, Song Ziyu was a guest.

Song Ziyu was in a good mood at this time.

On the one hand, he eliminated the enemies from the Federation at a relatively small cost, and successfully killed Bi Longsheng, the culprit.

Now, all the Tuo land has fallen into his own hands, and no water from the federation can be thrown in!

I have a lot of time to integrate all the forces in Tuodi.

In addition, he also gained friends from Qianxiang Temple

friendship.

"Thank you very much, Benefactor Song, for your generous help. Without your help, our Qianxiang Temple would be doomed." Abbot Wenzhu sighed and said.

Song Ziyu asked curiously: "You have such a powerful monk in Qianxiang Temple, why are you being bullied like this?"

Abbot Wenzhu explained: "Not everyone of us has this kind of combat power. The profession of monks only occupies a very small proportion in the temple... Although they are powerful, they are not enough to change the overall situation. Moreover, the biggest role of monks is

The mission is not to the outside world, but to suppress the evil spirits in the temple."

At this time, another old monk also said: "Moreover, the Buddha does not care about all living beings. Our Qianxiang Temple's precepts are quite strict. These precepts and regulations are only for ourselves, and we are not particular about how we treat others."

What the old monk meant was that the temple had its own rules and strict management of its own people, and should not be viewed with ordinary people's eyes.

With great anticipation, Song Ziyu told the old monks about his plans to build an alliance in Longshan.

In Song Ziyu's view, after the Federation committed such a massacre in Qianxiang Temple, Qianxiang Temple should consider joining him.

But what I am really curious about and jealous of is the terrifying combat power hidden in Qianxiang Temple.

With these unpredictable guys in charge, the expectation of integrating Tuodi by myself is even greater.

In order to persuade the old monks to dispatch these powerful warrior monks, Song Ziyu said that there was a lot of money, and at the same time, he also said that he could consider supplying Qianxiang Temple with enough food.

However, what he didn't expect was that Monk Wenzhu had no intention of being moved at all and actually rejected his invitation directly.

"Sorry, Qianxiang Temple is not interested in participating in these secular affairs." Abbot Wenzhu said.

"This..." Song Ziyu never expected that with all the rhetoric he had prepared, the old monk would not be moved at all.

Damn it, these monks are so stubborn!

Unable to convince these stubborn monks, Song Ziyu could only give up with a sigh.

Having stayed here long enough, Song Ziyu was ready to say goodbye and leave.

The army slowly started to move, preparing to return.

The important monks of Qianxiang Temple presented Song Ziyu with gifts and arrived outside the temple, and the friendly exchanges between the two sides were about to come to an end.

Just when Song Ziyu was about to leave the temple, a broken stone tablet attracted Song Ziyu's attention.

On the dilapidated stone tablet, a few lines of faintly visible words could be seen intermittently: The only tree is given to the Garden of Solitude... There were 1,250 people. At that time, the World Honored One, wearing clothes and holding an alms bowl, went to the great city of Savatti to beg for food.

The more Song Ziyu watched, the more surprised he became, and his face instantly changed!

"this……"

Song Ziyu looked at Monk Wenzhu beside him.

"This is a broken ancient stele in my temple. The documents recorded on it are Buddhist scriptures of great virtues in the past. It's a pity..." Abbot Wenzhu shook his head repeatedly.

"What's a pity?" Song Ziyu asked curiously.

Abbot Wenzhu shook his head and sighed: "Because this stone tablet recording Buddhist scriptures is in dilapidated condition, it is difficult to restore its secrets in this era of Dharma-ending times."

Hearing this, Song Ziyu was surprised and happy, and felt a little excited for a moment.

The reason why I feel happy is because Song Ziyu recognizes the source of this Buddhist scripture!

This is clearly a copy of the Diamond Sutra.

As for why I was surprised again, it was because this "Diamond Sutra" was the only book in the wasteland world that I saw that could be compared with itself.

Something that is suitable for the civilized world in which you live.

This sense of horror is entirely based on the confirmation of knowledge and speculation.

Suddenly, Song Ziyu turned to look at Abbot Wenzhu: "Abbott, I want to make a deal with you."

"Monks don't make deals." The abbot shook his head.

Song Ziyu said: "Then let's talk about fate?"

"What fate?"

The abbot was stunned.

"Eighteen thousand yuan..." Song Ziyu laughed and said, "You lend two monks to our Tuo Di Alliance to help out, and I will help you restore the scriptures on this stone tablet."

"Recovery? How do you recover?"

The abbot was shocked.

Song Ziyu smiled and said: "I have read the full text."

"Have you seen it? Where have you seen it?" Not only Abbot Wenzhu was surprised, several monks gathered around him and looked at him with excited expressions.

"Of course I saw it in the book!" Song Ziyu said: "How about you, consider my suggestion?"

The abbot said: "Please allow us to discuss and discuss."

After saying that, Abbot Wenzhu took a few senior monks and started to discuss.

Song Ziyu stood aside and vaguely heard words such as "seal", "evil", and "risk", which aroused endless speculation.

Soon, these monks came to the conclusion of their discussion.

Abbot Wenzhu came to Song Ziyu and said: "We have already discussed it. As long as you can restore the scriptures on the stone tablet for us, we will let a monk go down the mountain with you."

When Song Ziyu heard this, he thought to himself that this old monk also said that he didn't know how to do business, and he could bargain harder than the old ladies at the vegetable market.

"Deal!" Song Ziyu held Abbot Wenzhu's hand.
Chapter completed!