Chapter 506: Immediate Execution!
The three armies shouted loudly, and their voices shook the sky.
The monks of the White Horse Temple had never seen such a grand scene. The brave monks of the past shrank back, and even the eminent monks of the Hui generation were stunned and stared at Li Daoxuan in panic.
The Mo Dao Army, the Demon-Slaying Guards, the Black Armor Army, and the Bad People who were stationed in Luoyang all came. They were the most elite soldiers in the Tang Dynasty, and even the Governor of Luoyang did not have the power to mobilize them...
The words "seeing the imperial master" have made Li Daoxuan's identity clear.
At this moment, no one doubted that Li Daoxuan was an imposter anymore. He was able to break the Vajra Arhat Demon Subduing Formation in the blink of an eye and at the same time mobilize the most elite soldiers of the Tang Dynasty to make the bad people kneel collectively. Apart from the current emperor, there was only the national teacher Li Daoxuan.
Li Daoxuan didn't even look at the monks. He walked to Changle, stretched out his hand and patted her lightly, freeing her from the spell.
“Master!”
Changle threw herself into his arms with tears in her voice, like a frightened little rabbit.
Li Daoxuan picked her up and stroked her long, black and smooth hair. Seeing the strand of hair that had been cut off on the ground, he thought to himself that it was a good thing that he arrived in time, otherwise if Changle had her head shaved, His Majesty would probably have a fight with him.
"Bai... I am Hui Tong, a monk from the White Horse Temple. I am honored to meet the Imperial Master... I am honored to meet Princess Changle!"
Hui Tong's face was covered in sweat. He knelt down and kowtowed, hitting his head heavily on the ground with a very loud sound.
His eyes were full of regret. Why did Li Daoxuan come to Luoyang?
How did I provoke him?
In the world today, the person with the most power, the most glorious military achievements and the strongest murderous nature is none other than Li Daoxuan. The number of Yang Gods who died at his hands alone is too numerous to be counted on one hand. This is almost unbelievable in this era when Yang Gods dominate.
When Li Daoxuan was still a Yin God, he was able to defeat the Yang God and shocked the world. Now that he has been promoted to the Yang God realm, how amazing should his combat power be?
No wonder the Vajra Arhat Demon Subduing Formation, which could resist Yang Shen for a moment, collapsed instantly when facing Li Daoxuan, like a dead tree or rotten wood.
The other monks also knelt down hurriedly, including the seriously injured abbot of the Demon-Subduing Institute, who also forced himself to kneel down. In addition to regret, he was filled with fear.
Maybe just now, he was just a little bit away from death.
Li Daoxuan carried Changle out of the hall, not even looking at the monks who were kneeling and kowtowing. Instead, he looked at the kneeling soldiers and said calmly, "It has been exactly one moment since my clone sent the order. Your speed is fast. It seems that you have not relaxed your military preparations over the years."
Changle still had a good impression of these soldiers who came to rescue her. She shouted, "Master has praised you. Hurry up and get up!"
The soldiers then stood up, lined up in an orderly manner, held their swords, and looked solemn. Anyone who saw them would have praised them for being a mighty army.
Monks Hui Tong and others also wanted to get up, but Li Daoxuan's voice sounded faintly in their ears.
"Did you get up?"
Hui Tong and others could only continue to kneel down.
"Grandmaster, as the saying goes, ignorance is not a crime. We didn't know that this little donor was the eldest princess, and we accidentally offended you. I hope you can be magnanimous and forgive her for the sake of the White Horse Temple's decades of protection of Luoyang and for the sake of my senior brother Huichan!"
Hui Tong is worthy of being the abbot of Bodhi Temple. His words are well-founded. While showing weakness, he also pointed out the contribution of White Horse Temple in protecting Luoyang and Hui Chan, the abbot who is in the late Yangshen stage.
I hope this will make Li Daoxuan afraid.
Of course the most important reason is that he doesn't want Li Daoxuan to find out about the Buddha Mother. Although kneeling down and begging for mercy is humiliating, it is better to have less trouble than more. When the Buddha comes to the world, everything will be fine!
"Forgive others when you can? Haha, where is Huichan? Why don't you see him?"
Li Daoxuan suddenly asked.
"My senior brother has made great progress in his cultivation and is now in seclusion to meditate. I hope the Imperial Master will not blame him for his negligence."
Hui Tong's words contained an implicit warning. His senior brother was already a great cultivator in the late Yangshen stage. The next step would be to survive the thunder tribulation and attain the Arhat stage.
Who wouldn't be a little afraid of such a powerful Buddhist?
Li Daoxuan didn't buy his story and said calmly, "Master Huitong, I remember just now you said that no one in this world can do anything to the White Horse Temple."
He glanced at Hui Tong, who was tense all over, and his tone was both teasing and serious.
"What if I want to try it?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Modao Army clenched their Modaos, the Demon-Slaying Guards pulled the bowstrings again, the Black Armor Army mounted their horses, the battle flags fluttered, and the bad guys held the swords at their waists, ready to fight at any time.
The spirit of war rose to the sky, and at the first order, these iron-blooded soldiers would massacre the White Horse Temple!
As if sensing the strong murderous aura, no birds were allowed to fly within a radius of 100 feet, and no insects or snakes retreated. The iron silence was like an avalanche about to break out, waiting for a volcano to erupt.
Seeing this scene, Hui Tong's face turned pale instantly. He knew that the life and death of White Horse Temple might depend on this moment.
Without his senior brother, these people alone could not withstand the blades of the elite soldiers of the Tang Dynasty. Even he, a cultivator in the late Yin Shen stage, did not dare to confront these battle-hardened soldiers head-on.
What's more, there are seven bad guys and an unfathomable Li Daoxuan.
There is no point in escaping, as the White Horse Temple is now surrounded. All it takes is a rain of arrows, a charge, and a fire, and the White Horse Temple that he is so proud of will be reduced to ruins!
"Master, our White Horse Temple has protected Luoyang for decades. In order to slay demons and monsters, countless disciples have died or been injured. Even if we have no merits, we have worked hard. Do you really want to force the White Horse Temple into a desperate situation?"
Hui Tong looked up at Li Daoxuan, his voice filled with grief and anger, as if he was extremely aggrieved.
Li Daoxuan looked him straight in the eye and spoke in a sonorous and powerful voice.
"Your White Horse Temple has made contributions to Luoyang, but the court has not failed to reward you. His Majesty is reluctant to change his own dragon robe, but he allocates gold, silver, jewelry, silk and satin to your White Horse Temple every year. Other types of preferential treatment are countless. Among all the Buddhist sects in the world, only the White Horse Temple and Shaolin Temple have such favors."
"But what about you?"
Li Daoxuan coldly stared at this group of monks in gorgeous clothes. The robes they wore were made of the most expensive silk and inlaid with gold edges. The red sandalwood Buddhist beads on their hands, any one string of which could be equivalent to ten years' income of a family of four!
The newly purchased giant Buddha statue weighs more than 20 kilograms of gold foil alone!
"The Three Pure Ones only need clay sculptures, but the Buddha needs to be gilded. Over the years, your White Horse Temple has not paid taxes to the court, and has wantonly annexed land. Your disciples are arrogant and domineering."
"In order to make money, they even opened shops to sell merit coupons and consecrated instruments. They are all very rich. 70% of the beggars in Luoyang City have lost their land and their families because of you!"
What Li Daoxuan said was not alarmist. In fact, over the years, officials in Luoyang had already submitted memorials to impeach the White Horse Temple, but they were all suppressed by the court.
Because there is a Hui Chan in the late Yangshen stage in the White Horse Temple!
Later, when Li Daoxuan came to Luoyang, he also used his spare time to do investigations and found that the White Horse Temple was even more unscrupulous in amassing wealth than what was said in those memorials!
They bought the fertile land from the people at a low price. If someone was unwilling to sell, they would say that he was disrespectful to Buddhism and did not respect the Buddha, and that he would definitely suffer retribution. Under the heavy pressure, the people would often succumb.
What’s even more outrageous is that they opened many shops to sell merit coupons and consecrated ritual instruments.
The so-called merit tickets are made of the cheapest hemp paper and have no effect. However, they claim that buying them can eliminate sins and lead one to paradise after death. The more you buy, the greater the merit.
It’s okay to kill people or set fires, you can make up for it by buying a few merit tickets.
As for those consecrated instruments, they are simply talismans and implements without any magical power. They have no effect against demons and monsters at all, yet they are hyped up to the sky and sold at sky-high prices.
"Amitabha, no matter how many mistakes I made, they are all my fault. If the Imperial Master wants to punish someone, please punish me. Don't involve the White Horse Temple!"
Hui Tong clasped his hands together and said.
Li Daoxuan looked at him and said calmly: "He is quite loyal."
"Jiang Lian."
A thin but sharp-eyed man walked out from among the seven bad guys. He looked to be in his thirties or forties, with a winding scar on his face.
"I'm here!"
Jiang Lian saluted with his fists clasped. He was the leader of these bad guys and held the military rank of captain. He was full of awe for Li Daoxuan.
"Tell me, what crime should I be charged for imprisoning my Tang princess and cutting off her hair?"
"Reporting to the Imperial Master, this is a capital crime, beheaded immediately!"
Li Daoxuan glanced at him and said, "Then what are you waiting for?"
"promise!"
A murderous look flashed in Jiang Lian's eyes, and he immediately drew his knife and walked towards Hui Tong.
Hui Tong's eyes flickered, his hands clenched tightly. Li Daoxuan actually dared to kill him? Didn't he care about Brother Huichan?
"Follow the order of the Imperial Master, kill the evil monk Hui Tong right here!"
clang!
Jiang Lian suddenly pulled out the sword from his waist. This was a magic weapon specially made by the Imperial Observatory. It contained a trace of dragon energy. After the magic power was infused into it, it would emit a light golden light and could cut iron like mud. It was extremely sharp.
Without any hesitation, he chopped Hui Tong's neck directly.
clang!!!
Sparks flickered, and half of the broken knife flew out and pierced deeply into the beam.
Jiang Lian looked at the broken knife in his hand, then at Hui Tong's neck which was left with only a white mark, and couldn't help but gasp.
He was at the initial stage of Yin Shen cultivation, but he couldn't cut Hui Tong's neck?
"Haha, I've heard for a long time that besides Abbot Huichan, you, Huitong, have the highest cultivation level in the White Horse Temple. Seeing you today, it's true."
Li Daoxuan shook his head and smiled, but his eyes became colder.
He stretched out a finger and drew a talisman in the air. The golden pure yang energy intertwined to form a mysterious and elegant Taoist talisman, emitting rays of light.
Longhu Mountain, the talisman!
"go."
As soon as he finished speaking, the talisman fell on Hui Tong's body, and it actually went straight through his robes and clothes, burning his back like a branding iron, emitting wisps of green smoke.
Hui Tong's veins bulged with pain and he was about to resist, but he found that the magic power in his body was receding like the tide. The three dantians, upper, middle and lower, were all dead silent and his body was unable to move.
With Li Daoxuan's realm, the talisman he drew could not only immobilize the physical body, but also the magic power and magical powers, causing a high and mighty late-stage Yin Shen cultivator to fall from the clouds in an instant and become an old man without any strength.
"Kill again."
"promise!"
A fierce look flashed in Jiang Lian's eyes, and he slashed at Hui Tong with the half-broken knife in his hand.
"stop!!!"
An angry roar was heard, like the sound of thunder, lions and tigers roared, shattering the windows all around, and even the war horses of the Black Armor Army neighed as if they were frightened.
Jiang Lian felt a shock, as if his head was heavy and his feet were light-headed, and the knife in his hand fell unconsciously.
A slender hand gently grasped the broken knife, and a gentle voice sounded.
"Changle, close your eyes."
After Changle closed his eyes tightly, a bright knife light flashed, like clear autumn water, or cold frost in winter, decisive and swift as thunder.
“Stop it!!!”
A brilliant Buddha light descended from the sky, shattering the ground with a loud bang. Holding a Nine-Dragon Buddha Fire Bead, he had a lion nose and wide eyes, looking like a diamond. His eyes were bloodshot, as if burning with endless anger.
It was the abbot of White Horse Temple, Huichan!
The wind was howling wildly, and even the heavily armored Black Armor Army couldn't help but take a few steps back. However, Li Daoxuan stood tall and proud like a pine tree on a solitary mountain, with only his hair and Taoist robe fluttering in the wind.
The wind stopped.
Li Daoxuan casually threw the broken knife in his hand. There was no blood on the bright blade.
Ding!
The knife fell to the ground with a crisp sound, and at the same time, the kneeling Hui Tong's body trembled slightly, and the light in his eyes gradually dimmed, and finally became empty.
A faint red line appeared on his neck, and blood oozed out.
"Abbot Huichan, don't worry, my sword is very fast, and he didn't even feel the pain."
Li Daoxuan put Changle down, let her run to the side of the bad guy, and then said lightly to Huichan.
"Li-Dao-Xuan!!!"
Huichan shouted out the name with gritted teeth, looking at his junior brother's eyes which slowly turned blood red, hatred erupting like a volcano.
The junior fellow died, and not even his spirit was left, because Li Daoxuan's immobilization talisman had also fixed his soul in his body, making it impossible for him to leave his body and retain a chance of life.
"Haha, no need to thank me. Although your junior brother imprisoned the Tang princess, forced my disciple to convert to Buddhism, and dared to defy the imperial court's beheading with magic, which is unforgivable and deserves death, I am still merciful and did not let him experience too much pain before his death."
Hearing this, Huichan was so angry that his lungs were about to explode. He clenched his fists so tightly that his bones crackled.
"Abbot, Master Huitong died tragically. You must avenge him!"
"Abbot, you are finally here. This Li Daoxuan is so unreasonable. He took advantage of his power to bully others and even killed the abbot!"
"Wow, abbot, he also said he wanted to destroy our White Horse Temple..."
When they saw Huichan appear, these panicked monks finally found their backbone and started crying out loud.
Huichan closed his eyes, murderous intent boiling in his voice.
"Brother, I swear here that I will kill this man as a sacrifice to your soul!"
He opened his eyes and stared at Li Daoxuan with a knife-like gaze .
"You little brat, you are so arrogant. This is not Mount Longhu, nor is it Chang'an City. This is the White Horse Temple!"
After a pause, he said word by word: "This is also the place where you are buried!"
"White Horse Temple..."
Faced with his powerful momentum, Li Daoxuan seemed calm and unhurried.
"All under heaven belongs to the king, and all the people are his subjects. From today on, the White Horse Temple has been requisitioned by the court. Abbot Huichan, next time you come in, you'll have to pay."
"court death!!"
Huichan pinched the Buddha seal with his hands, and the Nine Dragon Buddha Fire Bead flew out, hatching nine mighty and domineering fire dragons, causing the temperature around them to rise rapidly.
roar!
The sound of the dragon's roar shook the whole area, leaving countless people stunned.
Nine fire dragons, each hundreds of feet long, surrounded Li Daoxuan, with raging flames spewing from their mouths.
"Master, be careful!"
"Master, be careful!"
The bad guys and Changle shouted subconsciously.
Li Daoxuan smiled faintly and waved his sleeves. The Longyin Sword Box fell to the ground and then automatically expanded and opened. Although the sword was not drawn, infinite sword energy gushed out from the box, like an invisible barrier rushing straight into the sky, blocking the raging flames.
"Hui Chan, do you really think that I had no way to deal with your string of broken beads that night?"
