There are 2.5 million miles of Tibet, and the lake is beautiful and beautiful in the world, especially in some places where people are rarely visited. At first glance, people's hearts are cleaned up with the distant world. Zhu Hanwen and his four men followed the two big lamas behind them, watching the scenery and chatting around the mountains and lakes. It was a rare peace.

Since Zhu Hanwen met his master at the City God Temple, he has been pushing him forward one after another, without giving him a moment of spare time. He is either practicing or running around, either fighting or on the road of fighting, and his whole body seems to be tightly wound. Although he does not reject this kind of busyness and fulfillment, he slows down like now, walks and looks at the scenery, and his heart is much more peaceful.

There were many things that were clueless in the past, but now I calmed down and looked back and forth, and I also had some clues. Especially when I talked with the two big lamas who seemed tough and rough, Zhu Hanwen found that these two had unique insights on things and their perceptions of Buddhism. Every conversation inspired him deeply. Just like the debate between good and evil that had always made him feel resentful. This big lama named Zhandui told him that righteousness may not be good, evil may not be evil, everything has its cause and effect. If you see the result, you have not seen the cause, so why do you talk nonsense.

Good and evil. Another great lama named Dorje said it more broadly. This life is the result of the previous life and the cause of the next life. It is cycled and repeated, and it is repeated. There is no good and evil, but it is just a different path that is destined to cause and effect. Saving one person and killing a hundred people is evil? Saving one hundred people and killing one person is good? The world is a slander, you and I may just be an image, and this world is just an artistic conception. You have a Confucian culture and a literary spirit. How do you know that you are not the literary spirit written by the writer of the higher dimensions?

Zhu Hanwen seemed to be right but not understand, and he was confused and thought that what he said made sense. However, after calming down, he seemed to say nothing. Buddhist principles are so illusory, and the rake in his hand is more reliable. If the two big lamas knew that he finally came to such a conclusion, I wonder if they would send him directly to the owner of his rake.

When they arrived at a leeward place again, the group began to skillfully build the camp. The reincarnated spirit boy jumped off the sedan chair and moved his limbs, which were a little sore and numb. It seemed that sitting in the sedan chair was also a physical job. Hou Lie and Zhu Hanwen muttered for a while, then left alone with a stick. This scene would be staged every time the camp was set up. At first, Fan Zhen and Yang Yuan were still curious, but later they saw the corpses of snowmen and mummies on the way to set off the next day several times in a row. No matter how stupid they were, they knew what was going on. Only the reincarnated spirit boy would be stunned for a while when he saw Hou Lie leaving.

This time, Hou Lie did not leave only two incense sticks as usual and came back by himself. Zhu Hanwen waited for a long time, but it was already midnight, and finally couldn't help it. He stood up and said hello to Fan Zhen and the two big lamas, carrying the rake, and walked out. It took a night to go. Yang Yuan wanted to find them several times in the middle of the way, but Fan Zhen persuaded him. After all, with their ability and wisdom, there should be no problem here, and the reincarnated spirit child could not make any mistakes. The two big lamas were very pleased to see Fan Zhen's "majority" in such a "big picture".

The four of them waited until noon the next day. Zhu Hanwen and Hou Lie finally came back, but they were not two, but four, and a big lama followed them with a little boy. Zhandui and Dorje saw Gongbu and rushed over to salute him, calling him "Khenpo", which is the most respected and knowledgeable big lama. Zhu Hanwen did not expect that the big lama from Yonghe Palace had such high prestige in Tibet.

"I'll introduce you to you. This is the Grand Lama of Kampot and my master's friend. When Hou Lie went out for a walk last night, he happened to meet them and brought them back." Although Zhu Hanwen said lightly, when everyone saw their blood and Kampot's pale face, they guessed that they must have encountered a hard battle. "I forgot to say that this is also a reincarnated spirit child. Do you have any alternatives to you, the reincarnated spirit child?"

As soon as these words were said, Gongbu and the two great lamas looked dark. Zhu Hanwen knew that he had said the wrong thing, so he led the conversation back, "Anyway, everyone is going to Brada Palace, let's go together." Gongbu endured the pain on his body and said, "Amitabha Buddha, I am so grateful to you." Fan Zhen saw that he had difficulty speaking, so he hurried over to cast spells to heal his wounds. When Gongbu saw Fan Zhen's magical powers, his expression was stunned, but his injuries were too severe, so he didn't speak anymore, and tried hard to cooperate with Fan Zhen's teachings.

After a while, Gongbu's complexion finally improved a little. He stood up again and greeted Fan Zhen with deep gratitude. Such politeness made Zhu Hanwen feel that the great lama seemed to have some intentions for Fan Zhen. When Zhu Hanwen looked at the attitude of that Sanjay in Jinlun Temple, he felt that Fan Zhen seemed to have something that these lamas attached great importance to. Now seeing Gongbu is the same, Zhu Hanwen was even more sure of his thoughts. He did not ask directly, but asked something that he was also curious about.

"Big Lama, I remember that my master you promised to go to the northwest to investigate the news of the nine true dragon sons. How come you have arrived at the border of Tibet in just over three months?"

Although Gongbu knew that he would have such a question, he was still somewhat ashamed and said with a sarcastic smile, "In fact, I did not go to the northwest of the Three Qins, but went directly to Tibet. It was not that I was unwilling to keep my promise, but that I got news of the chaos in Tibet just after leaving the capital. I was eager to protect the teachings and rushed back directly. Another reason was that I actually knew about one of the nine sons."

"Which one? Where?"

"Cangfeng, right in the Palace of Brada," Kampot continued, "Cangfeng likes to climb high and look far away the most. What else is there in the world that is more suitable than the eaves of the Palace of Brada?"

"It's reasonable, it seems that this trip to the Potala Palace must go." Zhu Hanwen said, looking at the unfathomable big lama. Kampot just clasped his hands together and lowered his head politely. No one could see clearly what he was thinking.

At this time, Zhan Dui came over, breaking the subtle atmosphere, and asked in a deep voice, "Khenpo, what master has hurt you like this? Do we need to adjust the previous route?"

"No need, we have adjusted countless times along the way. The other party should have a way to determine the location of the spirit child. No matter which way they go, the other party will intercept us in front." Kampot took a deep breath, "The other party can be called a master is nothing more than a few snowman leaders, the snow demon king, and some corpse kings. But the number is too large. In order to protect the spirit child, I persevered for three days and three nights under their siege, killing tens of thousands of enemies, but the other party seemed to have no spiritual intelligence, and was fearless and continuous. If this old friend and this powerful man helped me, I might have been exhausted in the valley."

"How did you two save them so strong?" Fan Zhen said curiously.

"That's not simple. When I got there, Hou Lie had almost cleaned the snowman and the snow demon above the valley. He first put me down with the golden cudgel, and then he flew over to clear the opponent's main force, and then pushed me and Ling Tong with the golden cudgel to the valley. After we came up, I held the end of the stick, and they pulled the other end. Didn't the stick come up as soon as it shrinks?" Zhu Hanwen said proudly.

"That means, the monsters that besieged them in the valley were not cleared?" Dorje said.

"The mountains and fields are everywhere, and we can guarantee that we should not be smashed in the air..." Zhu Hanwen stopped, "You said just now that they can determine the location of the spirit boy?"

Kampot nodded.

"You have changed the road several times and will be blocked?"

Nodded again.

"How long have we been here?"

"It's been a night and a morning." Yang Yuan rubbed his eyebrows.

“That is,…”

Before he could finish speaking, Yang Yuan stood up and moved his whole body, and continued, "No need, you can look around yourself."

Zhu Hanwen closed his mouth and looked around. His right eyelid leaped wildly. At some point, the originally bare mountainous land had turned into snow-white at some point. It was not a blizzard, but a dense snowman, snow demon, and mummy corpse were advancing rhythmically. When you look carefully, you can see the snowman leader holding a giant stone pillar, three feet tall, wearing a snow-white cloak, surrounded by ice crystals, a snow demon king wearing a crown made of ice, and a corpse king wearing heavy armor and a rusty sword.

These elite monsters are roaring rhythmically, and all monsters are slowly advancing at this rhythm. After all, these monsters are really not very smart. If their respective leaders do not maintain discipline, they will start to lose their personnel due to stampede before they reach halfway.

As the saying goes, "There are ten thousand people, boundless and ten thousand people, and the earth is connected to the sky." Zhu Hanwen estimated that there must be hundreds of thousands of monsters. Even if you stand still and let you kill them, it will take ten days and half a month to kill them all, not to mention that they are all flesh shields, cannon fodder, and long-distance attacks, and magic. These few people are not enough for them to get stuck in their teeth.

"Where is the straight line towards Brada Palace?" Zhu Hanwen asked in a deep voice. Seeing the Great Lama of Gongbu pointed to the northeast, Zhu Hanwen continued, "Three Great Lamas, you escort a spirit boy, and the four of us escort one. Let's fight out separately. If you escape from the Heaven of Heaven by chance, wait 200 miles in this direction. After two days, no matter whether the other party arrives or not, the one who escapes will continue to rush to Brada Palace. Everyone has life and death, wealth and honor are in heaven, so let's leave!"

Zhu Hanwen was about to confiscate the guy and rushed into the pile of monsters, but was stopped by Gongbu.
Chapter completed!