White Bone Monkey King Chapter 591: The Tianshen Clan, the Descendants of the Divine Monkey, the Qiu Sheng Family, the Golden Family, and the Terrible Family
Chapter 591: The Tianshen Clan, the Descendants of the Divine Monkey, the Qiu Sheng Family, the Golden Family, and the Terrible Family
With the birth of the Heavenly Treasure Dragon Spirit, various forces began to prepare for action. Just as they were weighing the success rate of the robbery, the movements here also alerted the Tubo kings.
When they learned that the thing dug out of the snow peak was a dragon spirit, the kings joined forces to get the dragon spirit no matter what.
The Tubo kings joined forces and sent out their elite personal guards to surround Longjing on three levels and three levels outside, blocking out all the prying eyes.
These Tubo kings were already in large numbers, and now they stood in circles to protect the dragon spirits. There were thousands of people in the crowd.
Each of these warriors are elites who can fight bravely and skillfully in the snowy areas of the plateau. They are tall and powerful, and are proficient in swords, bows, cavalry and combat.
"We are the Tianshen clan who are descendants of the sons of the gods. This dragon spirit is a treasure given to our Tianshen clan by the gods of the Snow Mountain. Whoever dares to steal our Tianshen clan's treasures will make it impossible for them to leave the snow mountains." The speaker is a famous person.
A burly and strong man wearing half armor.
In Tubo, there was a lack of iron products, and exquisite iron products were often a symbol of status.
This big man is a master of external martial arts. His body is full of qi and blood, his temples are bulging, his face is red, and he is not afraid of the wind and snow in the snow-capped glaciers.
When he spoke, there were people around him who translated into various languages for him, thus intimidating several forces.
"This dragon spirit is also a descendant of our divine monkey!"
The speaker this time was a dark-skinned young man. He also brought an interpreter with him to help spread the word, announcing that they were descendants of the plateau monkeys.
"The enemy family!"
The person who stood up this time was a slender man with a cold aura all over his body. His face was smeared with black pigment ground from mysterious plant juices, and his face was as dark as a Rakshasa demon from hell.
According to legend, there are six noblest surnames in the snowy plateau. They come from the six largest tribes. The ancestors of these six tribes are all related to plateau mythology. They are the six tribes closest to gods. Even the king of Tubo was alive.
These noblest surnames should all be received with courtesy.
They are the family of gods who claim to be descendants of the sons of gods and walk in the world, promulgate divine laws and inspect the world on behalf of gods.
A family of descendants of the divine monkey born from the divine monkey and the rock witch.
A family of enemies born from an exorcist and a Rakshasa witch from hell.
The killing water clan who masters the power of darkness.
The family of the last king of Tubo, the Golden Family.
And the most mysterious and terrifying family that has rarely been active in the human world.
It is said that in ancient times, the snowy area on the plateau was a world of hungry ghosts. It was in this world of hungry ghosts that a strong-willed monk was born. He was born in the darkest place and survived in the world of hungry ghosts. Finally,
After attaining enlightenment and becoming a Buddha in hell, this Tantric monk was reborn in Nirvana in the dark mud and became the strongest Tantric monk in history with profound Buddhist teachings and incalculable cultivation. He was so compassionate that he voluntarily abandoned the temple built for him by his followers and walked out of the shadow of the
The temple was protected from wind and rain, and he traveled around in the wind, snow, scorching sun, and white-haired whirlwind, slaying demons and demons. He suppressed one demon after another under the holy mountain and the holy lake forever. The demons were afraid to shout rice when they saw him.
La, Mira, means "terrible".
This is the current situation in Tubo. With the death of the last generation of kings, there is no longer a strong man who can overwhelm the heroes to unite Tubo, and the tribes of Tubo fall into a period of continuous war.
In addition to the terrifying families who never move around in the world, the Tianshen Clan, the Monkey God Descendants, the Qiusheng Clan, the Shashui Clan, and the Golden Clan are the five largest tribes in Tubo today. None of them obeys the other, and everyone wants to reconquer other tribes.
Reunite Tibet.
At this time, except for the most mysterious and terrifying family that has always been hidden from the world and never walked in the world, and the Golden Family where the last generation of kings are located, who are not involved in the Dragon Spirit incident, people from the other four major tribes are all joining forces to surround the Dragon Spirit.
, whoever dares to take a step forward will become the enemy of the four major tribes on the plateau.
The Tibetan people, who are good at fighting in the snowy areas of the plateau, already occupy the right time and place in the Kunlun Mountains of the plateau. Those outsiders who are not accustomed to the local environment may not necessarily be able to take advantage of them if they really want to fight with the Tibetan people here.
Especially because the time and place are favorable to the Tibetan people, the Tibetan people also have an absolute advantage in numbers and can mobilize a large number of warriors and snow-covered cattle and horses in a short period of time.
In this situation, as the sky darkened and the wind and snow in the sky quickly turned bad, everyone could only watch helplessly as the people from the four major tribes took away the dragon essence and the serfs who had absorbed the power of the dragon essence.
As the serfs and dragon spirits were taken away by people from the four major tribes, the people who had gathered here quickly dispersed when they saw that there was no excitement to be seen. No one would stay digging in the snow at night, which would kill people.
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At night in this glacier, the wind is biting and it is hard to even open your eyes. Even if you know that there are many treasures as precious as dragon spirits buried under the snow, you can only look at the snow and sigh.
Who told them that they didn't have the right time and place to mobilize a large number of people in a short period of time to excavate historical sites in the Kunlun Mountains?
Although those serf owners did not regard their serfs as human beings, they also knew very well that letting serfs dig out ancient ruins in the snow at night was the same as sending people to die.
It was not that they were so kind and they began to feel sorry for the lives of the serfs, but they were worried that too many serfs would die in a short period of time and the number of serfs could not be replenished. The masters behind them would also let them dig out the ancient ruins with their own hands.
They are used to a life of fine clothing and fine food, and they don't want to suffer that kind of hardship.
As the crowd dispersed, there was no human wall to block the wind and snow, and the screaming and stinging wind and snow filled his ears. Jin An silently glanced at the red snow that was soon covered with white snow again.
There were still several human corpses lying in the snow that had lost their temperature and were frozen stiff.
Mr. Yiyun and Qi Bo also noticed that Jin An was in a bad mood. They both chose to remain silent at this time, standing in the wind and snow, letting the cold wind as cold as a knife blow on their faces without making a sound to disturb them.
Jinan.
At this moment, several sneaky figures came towards Jin An and the others. Jin An glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw that those people were still approaching.
Jin An frowned.
Even Qi Bo was watching these sneaky people with wary eyes.
Those few people came a few steps away from Jin'an, and then, plop, plop, plop, they all suddenly knelt down and kowtowed to the silly sheep devoutly.
Jin An: "?"
Mr. Yiyun: "?"
Qi Bo: "?"
Those few people were dark-skinned and short. They looked like Tianzhu people from the south of the Karakoram Pass. Jin Anle was happy. It was probably because the wind and snow were so charming that they couldn't see clearly. These Tianzhu people mistook the goats for white cows and treated them stupidly.
The sheep were worshiped as their sacred cows.
If it weren't for the fact that the sky in the snow-capped mountains was darkening quickly and the weather was getting worse and worse, and Jin An was anxious to find a place to live, he would have been happy to tie the silly sheep in place and let the Tianzhu people kneel and worship all day long.
But now a very thorny problem lies before us.
They have just arrived and there is no tent to stay in.
So in order to have a place to sleep at night, they found an open space, unloaded a bunch of items from Shayang, and then quickly set up a tent. If Shayang hadn't been so big and carried a heavy load, they really wouldn't have been able to carry so many things into the glacier.
In the snowy mountains.
Only after figuring out where to live can they slowly find the whereabouts of the old Taoist priest.
At this time, those tantric monks were still turning mountains and turning prayer wheels in the wind and snow, regardless of the wind or snow. They regarded the hardships on the road of practice as a way to reduce the fire of karma. The more hardships they encountered on the road, the more fire they would reduce.
The more retribution there is, the more sincere the prayers to the Venerable are.
Jin An, who was about to set up the tent, looked in one direction and suddenly let out a sigh.
Mr. Yiyun and Qi Bo both looked over and asked what was going on?
Jin An's face was filled with a cheerful expression, and he licked his lips in one direction.
The two of them also looked curiously, and it turned out that the slender-faced Feng Shui master who had recognized the dragon spirit came out of a glacier cave, and then turned around and got into another ordinary tent when no one was paying attention.
The entrance of the glacier cave was guarded by several masters with sharp eyes and strong momentum.
Ice caves can withstand wind and snow, and people living in ice caves are much warmer than outside. Looking at the situation, there is a big shot living in this ice cave.
When I think about it, the long-slender-faced Feng Shui master is most likely from the Tianshi Mansion in the capital. The identity of the big shot living in this ice cave seems to be self-evident.
Next, Master Yiyun and Qi Bo both looked in confusion as they watched Jin An pick up the things he had unloaded on the ground and put them back on the sheep's back. This mysterious operation made the two of them touch each other.
Mindless.
"Taoist Master Jin'an, what are you..." Qi Bo asked confused.
Jin An laughed happily and said: "I think the feng shui of this place is not good. Let's change the place and set up the tent again."
What Jin An said about setting up the tent in another place was directly next to the lanky-faced Feng Shui master.
Mr. Yiyun and Qi Bo both looked at Jin An with strange expressions. Once he was targeted by Jin An, they felt that the thin and long-faced Feng Shui master was going to be unlucky.
I just don’t know if Mr. Feng Shui has the habit of reading the almanac when he goes out.
However, Jin An was right about one thing. As a Feng Shui master, the place they found was indeed a good location with leeward wind. Compared with the place they found before, the wind shelter effect was more than a little better.
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Sun Xinrong originally wanted to be quiet and to facilitate his travels, so he specially found a secluded place. However, not long after he returned to the tent, he heard a clanking sound in the wind and snow. He curiously opened the curtain and saw
Someone was cutting ice rocks to build a tent next to him.
The ice and stones in the snow-capped mountains are as cold and hard as steel and are not easy to cut. However, those who can enter the depths of the Kunlun Snow Mountains are obviously not ordinary people. The other party can cut the ice and stones very quickly, and the tent has been propped up in no time.
prototype.
"Taoist? Han Chinese?" Sun Xinrong asked hesitantly as he looked at Jin An, who was either cutting ice or taking the time to have a snowball fight with a white bull.
This was the first time he saw a Taoist priest with servants, women, and pets.
"Huh? Besides us, there is someone else here!" Jin An looked shocked.
Sun Xinrong: "?"
You must be crazy.
I have such a big tent here, can you not see it if you are blind?
What do you mean there is someone here!
Why do these words sound so awkward, so like a curse!
Sun Xinrong frowned: "Can you put the tent somewhere else?"
Jin An: "Why?"
Sun Xinrong said in a cold tone, "I like peace and quiet and don't like to be disturbed."
Jin An laughed happily and said, "That's great, I also like peace and quiet."
After saying that, he continued to lower his head and cut the ice to build the tent, without any intention of moving away.
Ding-ding-ding-ding!
The harsh and sharp sound was like the sound of iron cutting through solid ice, making people's temples jump.
"?"
Seeing that Jin An, who had a thicker skin than a glacier, didn't want to move at all, Sun Xinrong was so angry that his breath froze.
"I arrived at this place first, right? There is a first-come, first-served principle in life. You can set up a tent somewhere else to rest. Your footsteps and voices will disturb my cleaning."
Jin An: "Welcome, welcome."
He said with a smile, but his movements did not stop. Sun Xinrong watched helplessly as a tent rose up in front of him, and three people and a sheep entered and stayed in the tent.
Sun Xinrong: "..."
Don’t you understand human language?
I said your footsteps and voices would disturb me, but you said hello welcome!
What's welcome?
Are there footsteps and voices welcome?
Sun Xinrong's face was dark. He was obviously the one who moved in first, so why did he feel like he was the one who stayed under someone else's roof?
It makes me feel depressed just thinking about it.
He had never been this angry at ordinary times. Normally, he would have taken action a long time ago, but tonight he had big things to do, so he couldn't make things happen and miss the important person's affairs. In the end, he could only choose to swallow his anger.
He closed the curtain angrily, returned to the tent to recharge his batteries, and waited until dark to find the whereabouts of the other dragon spirit.
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Jin An didn't want to alert the enemy, so when they met, he didn't ask Sun Xinrong about the dragon spirit, fearing that the other party would be wary.
"Master Yiyun, Qi Bo, I have been talking with a friendly smile just now, so I should leave a good first impression on the other party, right? Do you think if we stay as neighbors with that Feng Shui master for a few more days, will we gain his favor?
Tell us more about the Kunlun Snow Mountain avalanche?”
Cow dung cakes were burning in the tent, and an iron pot was placed on top of the cow dung cakes. The ice and snow in the iron pot had already boiled. Jin An first used the pot of hot water to make butter tea, then dug out the snow water and boiled a pot of hot water again, breaking it.
Put the minced dried horse meat into boiling water and boil it until tender. Add some dried matsutake mushrooms, cordyceps, and snow salt as seasonings. While talking, you carefully stir the pot of meat.
Mr. Yiyun and Qi Bo have also been busy laying out mats and animal skin blankets for rest in the next few days.
Listening to Jin An's words, Master Yiyun and Qi Bo couldn't help but twitch the muscles at the corners of their mouths.
Mr. Yiyun thought about it seriously and then said, "I don't know if he was touched by your kind smile, but I know that he definitely doesn't want to be your neighbor anymore."
Jin An stopped holding the pot and spoon in his hand: "Why?"
"My smile just now was too fake?"
As he spoke, he rubbed his chin while thinking seriously, as if he was reflecting on and summarizing his experience.
Mr. Yiyun couldn't help but roll his eyes: "That mouth of yours can make a dead person angry, what do you think?"
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Jin An was not happy anymore: "Master Yiyun, why are you so slanderous?"
Mr. Yiyun: "..."
"If you keep talking nonsense, believe it or not, I will tell you that you once secretly went out to eat roast meat..." Mr. Yiyun's eyes squinted, but before he could finish his sentence, Jin An, who felt guilty, quickly took a piece of dried meat.
He gagged his mouth because the force was too great. Young Master Yiyun was choked and rolled his eyes.
Ahem——
Ahem——
There were coughs in the tent, and then an angry shout came out: "Jin'an you!"