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Chapter 440 440 [The beginning of practice]

Angmar followed the leading monk from White Tiger Temple and walked along the winding stairs down the mountain.

The shouts of exerting force are endless, and as far as the eye can see, there are training grounds and competition grounds built on the mountainside, which are full of wooden dummies used to hone their skills. It is snowing heavily, and warriors wearing plain white short robes

The monks are either competing in martial arts, sweating profusely, and there is a faint heat steaming from the top of their heads; some are sitting on the futon, either breathing towards the east, or quietly listening to the lectures of the monk lecturers...

Angmar soon discovered that the cultivation of these monks was quite good, at least comparable to the black-clothed monks and guards he saw at Setting Sun Pass. He did not count them in detail, but there were less than ten training grounds along the way.

Eight, all of them are fully occupied. This is just towards the back mountain. There may be twenty or thirty such training venues in the entire Baihu Temple complex. Fully calculated, there may be five to six hundred monks training in them.

Not to mention the other three temples of the Supreme God.

Deep in Niuzao Temple, the Mantis Plateau outside the Panlong Spine must have a lot of defensive strength. Angmar used to be deeply puzzled by this. The Mantid regarded the Pandaria clans and the Supreme God as their enemies. Black Bull Niuzao's

Why should the temple be built on the land of a powerful enemy?

Although there is no clear record in history, it is logically speculated that the completion time of this temple should be before the establishment of the Mogu Empire. After the completion of Panlong Spine, Niuzao Temple was isolated from the high wall. People who once lived there

The pandaren, buffalo and other tribes in this land were all moved into the Dragon's Spine by the brutal mogu rulers and taken as slaves. Since then, the mantids coming north from the Dread Wasteland in the south have gradually encroached on that land.

The land, hence the name "Praying Mantis Plateau".

It wasn't until the thousands of years of rule of the Mogu Empire were overthrown by various races that the Mantid's control over that land declined. The main reason was because of the immigration of the buffalo people, a warlike and warlike race.

After overthrowing the tyranny of the mogu together, the buffalo people spent a honeymoon period with the other tribes, but eventually broke with the other tribes due to their uncontrollable aggressive nature. Some tribesmen were tired of the violent life and longed to find a way to survive during the mogu's rule.

Having lost their faith and freedom, they chose to migrate north. The tribesmen who stayed near Mount Hyjal regained their past traditions and became kind and loyal tauren for later generations. Those who went to settle in the far north became the world-shaking people.

The yak people are the original inhabitants of Northrend. The remaining ones who did not want to leave stayed away from the Pandaria tribes and chose to settle in the narrow land outside the dragon's spine in the Kun-Lai Mountains, although they would face the mantid.

Threat, but also better than freedom...

At that time, the Pandaria tribes' faith in the Supreme God had been restored, the Niuzao Temple was rebuilt, the Pandaren Empire sent heavy troops to defend it, and the buffalo people moved in. These two changes changed the situation in the Mantis Plateau and directly weakened the Pandaria Plateau.

The mantid's control over this land has become a hotbed of skirmishes today and in future generations.

From Angmar's point of view, even if the mantid did not dare to rashly attack a temple where a wilderness demigod was seated, the temple would still need at least a thousand elite soldiers and generals to ensure safety on a daily basis, and this would double during the hundred-year reincarnation period.

As for the Zhuhe Temple located in the Krasarang Jungle in the south, it is difficult to judge. It is conservatively estimated that there must be hundreds of monks, pilgrims and even believers learning the true meaning of hope under the teachings of Chi-Jing.

As for the Qinglong Temple in the Emerald Forest... Since the way of mist-weaving in Yulong is difficult to learn and difficult to master, there may be fewer monks and scholars there than the White Tiger Temple, but they are definitely more than the Zhuhe Temple. Not to mention this supreme master.

God is still the most devout person among Jinyu people...

Coupled with the troops needed to defend Panlong's Spine, the holy land of monks "Tianchan Temple", that is, the monks in Shado Temple. In this way, during the War of the Ancients, the Pandaren Empire, or the tribes of Pandaria

The power cannot be underestimated. This is different from what he learned in his last life...

According to historical statements, the Pandaren, who yearn for a peaceful life like idle clouds and wild cranes, have been weak and vulnerable since the overthrow of the Mogu Empire. They have no standing troops at all. Even when the Alliance tribes invaded Pandaria in later generations, the Pandaren's military armed forces

The strength is only the few hundred monks of the Shado-Pan - this is completely illogical. The mantid's hundred-year reincarnation has been going on, how can such a small number of people guard the Dragon's Spine?

But since this concrete world is far more logically consistent and broader than what I know, it all makes sense.

When passing a suspension bridge suspended between cliffs, through the gap between the two peaks, Angama saw row upon row of monks' chambers and courtyards gradually extending towards the foot of the mountain. That was the living area for the monks of the White Tiger Temple, and it was also used by everyone.

Pilgrims and believers from far and wide live here.

After walking across the suspension bridge and entering the living area, the leading monk, who had been silent all this time, began to introduce: "This is the living area of ​​the temple. The upper half of the mountain near the mountain is the living area for pilgrims, and the foot of the mountain is the living area for the monks.

In the living area, there are some training venues, and the masters in the temple will also open their doors to teach in the early morning and evening every day, and you can go and listen."

Angmar was a little puzzled. Why did the monk live outside the temple?

Just as he was about to ask a question, as if he had noticed his doubts, the leading monk explained: "Because we will do some chores. Cut wood, clear the snow on the road, carry the goods brought by the land elf caravan... the warehouse is

It is built at the foot of the mountain, so it is more convenient to live outside. Moreover, most of the pilgrims are ordinary people who have not practiced martial arts. They live far away and cannot bear the hard work of going up the mountain."

Angma was stunned. He looked back and saw that the main building of the White Tiger Temple on the main peak was already quite far away and was only the size of a fingernail. Although it was easier to go up the mountain than to go down, and there was still snow on the steps, making it impossible to go down quickly, but this walk

It took nearly two hours of walking to reach the foot of the mountain, which shows the scale of the temple.

As they walked forward, many pilgrims said hello to the leading monk, while pointing and whispering to Angmar, the outsider. After all, no one had ever seen a humanoid creature like him. At this time,

The leading monks all responded politely. It was obvious that this monk was very popular with everyone, and he should be responsible for receiving pilgrims.

As she walked, Angma smelled the aroma of the food, and her stomach growled unsatisfactorily. Then she remembered that she had set out in the early morning. It was already early in the morning and she hadn't had breakfast yet. Following the aroma, she looked around.

, pilgrims wearing various costumes lined up in a long line in front of a house with a roof lined with chimneys, in orderly order, and smoke curled up from every chimney.

This is not free food. During the period of recovery at Setting Sun Pass, Angmar learned a lot about the customs and customs of the Pandaren through Commander Fang and Wanhua.

The temples of the Supreme God have their own followers or believers to maintain their operations. Food mainly comes from the self-cultivation of these Pandaren, but only the Qinglong Temple in the Emerald Forest can be completely self-sufficient. The other three temples are all far away from Jinxiu.

The harvest of the water of life in the valley was poor.

Although the Zhuhe Temple located in the Krasarang Jungle is also an area where the tributaries of the Water of Life flow, by the time they get there, the life breath in the water has already been absorbed by the Valley of the Four Winds, and it can only be regarded as better than nothing. The most bitter

There are none more than Niuzao Temple, which has a limited area, and Baihu Temple, which is located in high and cold areas and is difficult to cultivate.

The monks of Baihu Temple have always been able to grow some cold-resistant highland barley as their staple food. Vegetables and fruits are provided by the land spirit caravans traveling from various places. In addition, pilgrims also ensure the diversity of food for the monks of Baihu Temple. Come and find it.

Pandas with a peaceful heart, even if they set off from the distant Valley of the Four Winds and the journey lasts for two months, they will still go to great lengths to push a cart filled with their own vegetables, bringing pickles and other vegetables that will not spoil along the way.

Give the food to the monks in the temple... After that, they will live here for a while, listen to the white tiger Xuenu preaching wisdom and truth, and then leave for the return journey.

"That's the dining room over there, but the dining spot for the monks in the temple is not there. I'll point it out to you when you pass by later. Meals are served in the dining room every morning, noon and evening. However, the temple residents live in poverty and there is little meat supply.

If you have a big appetite, you can go out to hunt some game in the mountains during your free time in the middle of each month, and the chef in the dining room will help you cook it."

Angmar nodded, "So my residence is in the monk area?"

"Of course," the leading monk smiled, "Don't you think of yourself as a trainee? It's not that easy to learn to control power. It can take as little as three to five years and as long as more than ten years. Of course, it varies from person to person.

But it can’t go beyond that. I must remind you that everyone is equal in Baihu Temple, and the temple rules are strict and cannot be violated. There is no specialization. Even the emperors who came here to practice must regard themselves as

A member of an ordinary warrior monk, he chops his own firewood, draws his own water, strictly observes the rules and precepts every day, and practices the way of a warrior monk."

Walking on the road that connects the living area from north to south, you can see diagonally downwards that there is a very large courtyard at the end of the monk's room. Looking at the direction they are going, the destination of the two people is there. After arriving, the monk asked him to wait for a while.

, walked in on his own.

Angmar looked around. This should be the warehouse. The yard was filled with goods tied with oilcloth, and many yaks and camels were tied to the mooring posts. The air was filled with the stench of the animals, and it was always

There are monks cleaning inside.

This place is on the edge of the living area and under the foot of the mountain. After the land elf caravan passed through the gate of the back mountain, they all gathered here, negotiated and traded with the consul monk in the warehouse, and then unloaded the goods...

After a while, the monk who led the way came back, holding a set of thick winter robes and a set of underwear in his arms - this should be the smallest size, but it is still a bit too big for Angmar.

——There is a baggage piled on top of the clothes. The baggage is bulging and smells of medicine. It may be the medicine for bruises used in training injuries. In addition, there are some scattered personal items.

"Let's go, I'll take you to your residence." Then the monk who led the way took him to a small courtyard in the corner. The courtyard was very small. There were hoes and other farm tools inside the fence, and there were piles of snow-covered farm tools.

Firewood. Pushing open the door, the interior space of the twenty- to thirty-square-meter house is very simple. There is an earthen kang in the corner of the house, a copper stove in the middle, a table with an oil lamp, a few chairs, and a bookshelf.

"The firewood in the yard is enough for three days. If the weather gets cold and you need to burn the kang, you can go to the pine forest in the back mountain to cut trees, right over there." The leading monk pointed to a pine forest outside the window, "The dining room is opening.

You can go over and have something to eat. That’s it, I have other things to attend to, and someone will explain the temple rules and all the precautions to you later.”

After that, the leading monk bowed briefly, opened the door and left.

Angmar put his personal belongings on the table, sat down on the cold earthen bed, rubbed his sore calf with one hand, touched the thick quilt with the other, and fell into deep thought.
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