When Meng Xiuyuan heard this, a flash of light flashed through his mind, and his whole body felt as if he had been struck by lightning. In an instant, every hair on his head exploded.
In his previous life, he had seen an old movie produced by the Bayi Film Studio called "Tears in the Snow Mountains". It was about the oppression and persecution of the serfs in the snowy area before they were liberated. The content in it made people shudder and feel extremely indignant.
Now, some of these plots inevitably resurfaced in his mind.
In just an instant, the extremely thick pure Yang Qi in Meng Xiuyuan's Dantian meridians boiled, and unbridled strength burst out of his body uncontrollably. The strong wind blew away the debris of the furniture in the room.
Flying everywhere.
The next moment, his figure had already escaped from the broken house and headed straight to the temple in the northwest where the sound of drums was coming from.
"Hero, please, please don't, don't offend the master..."
Tashi's pleading voice came from the room behind her, and her voice was full of sadness and fear.
Meng Xiuyuan became even more angry after hearing this, hating that her daughter had been kidnapped, but she was still afraid of offending her enemies, so she said such words to stop herself.
However, there was no time to care about this with him at this time. Meng Xiuyuan just used his inner strength on his feet, and his whole body flew forward as fast as an arrow missing on the grass.
Until he saw the temple on the hillside, the sound of drums in his ears became clearer and clearer, accompanied by the cold sound of horns. Meng Xiuyuan's heart, which was almost scorched by anger, actually cooled down a little.
Because he suddenly remembered that the whip wounds he had just seen on Tashi's body were still bleeding and had not yet scabbed, so they were obviously new wounds. In addition, the house was in a mess, and the dust splashed in the air had not yet completely healed.
It was clear that someone had broken into it not long ago.
Based on this, it can be inferred that little Kelsang may have just been kidnapped, or he may not have been poisoned yet.
Thinking of this, Meng Xiuyuan began to force himself to calm down. Because there were so many good people in the temple, and if he wanted to save people, he needed a calm mind to deal with the enemy.
This temple is not big. There is only one main entrance that can be entered and exited, so there is no way to sneak in. Meng Xiu saw this and simply took a strong breath of Qi. His speed increased instead of slowing down and he ran straight towards the main entrance.
"Bold! Who dares to destroy the food worship ceremony for the goddess in our temple?!"
The old lama had profound skills and heard Meng Xiuyuan's running breathing and footsteps from a distance. He shouted with all his strength towards the main entrance, intending to intimidate the comers and also to warn his disciples.
It's just that Meng Xiuyuan ignored the damage to his meridians at this time, and his true energy exploded with all his strength in a short period of time. The speed was really at the peak of his life.
When the old lama uttered the first word, Meng Xiuyuan was still on the hillside, but by the time he finished speaking, Meng Xiuyuan had almost rushed into the main hall.
The monks in the hall really had no time to react.
I saw the old lama holding a sutra book in his hand and sitting on a high lotus platform. He was obviously chanting sutras just now. And a group of young lamas were sitting in a circle in the main hall, each holding a double-sided leather drum and
A horn made of long bones was used to accompany the old lama with musical instruments.
Meng Xiuyuan rushed into the hall from the main entrance, ignoring them. He quickly swept his eyes around the hall, quickly found the small door leading to the back hall, and ran in that direction without hesitation.
All the young lamas had mediocre skills, and they had not yet realized what was going on. Only the old lama had a ferocious look on his face. He jumped down from a high place and suddenly shot Meng Xiuyuan with his palm like a big bird.
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Seeing this situation, Meng Xiuyuan, who was already filled with anger, was not embarrassed and slapped the old lama with his backhand.
The two palms matched, and Meng Xiuyuan's figure froze slightly, while the old lama flew backwards, smashing the wooden lotus platform he was sitting on just now.
Both parties were very surprised by this situation.
Naturally, the old lama never thought that a young man like Meng Xiuyuan could have such cultivation. In one palm, the wild palm power completely suppressed him, like a mountain roaring and a tsunami, unmatched.
Ever since he achieved the magical power at the age of forty, the old lama has never lost in a head-to-head confrontation. Unexpectedly, he fell down on this little kid today.
Meng Xiuyuan was also very surprised. Although he had noticed that the old lama had advanced martial arts before, he never thought that he could actually take a blow from him.
It was not because Meng Xiuyuan was arrogant. Although he had just made a slightly hasty move, he had already used seven or eight points of his skill in this palm. There were probably no more than two people in the world who could catch his palm without being seriously injured.
However, he didn't expect that the skinny old lama in front of him was one of them.
And what is very special is that although the old lama's true energy is already very strong, his physical strength seems to be even more exaggerated. The reason why Meng Xiuyuan was beaten to a pulp by him was because of the huge force coming from his palm.
Somewhat unexpected.
Contacting his identity, Meng Xiuyuan's mind was spinning, and he couldn't help but subconsciously guess whether he had learned the supreme self-protection method of Tantric Buddhism, "Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu".
However, these thoughts only flashed through Meng Xiuyuan's mind. At this time, he was only worried about little Gesang's safety and had no time to care about other things.
So what if he learned the "Dragon and Elephant Prajna Kung Fu"? Even if the Jinlun Dharma King was resurrected a hundred years ago, Meng Xiuyuan would not be afraid of him.
At this time, no one in the main hall could stop Meng Xiuyuan, and he did not hesitate to fight and continued to rush towards the backyard of the temple.
As he took steps, he called out little Gesang's name loudly while trying his best to gather his energy in his ears, hoping to hear her response.
Little Gesang's voice has been mostly healed, and he can already make some yee-yah sounds.
Just a few days ago, after Meng Xiuyuan used his true energy to unblock her pulse, she suppressed her blush and finally tried her best to say a heartfelt "thank you" to him.
That was the first thing little Gesang said in his life.
At this moment, Meng Xiuyuan desperately hoped that he could hear that soft and innocent voice again.
It's just that he shouted for a long time, but there was no response.
I searched from house to house, only to be disappointed again and again.
During this period, the scenes in many rooms were bloody and shocking.
Meng Xiuyuan's heart became heavier and heavier. He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth. All kinds of bad suspicions couldn't help but come up, forcing him to feel panicked for a long time.
Until he reached the last room, he took a deep breath, raised his hand in the air, closed his eyes and hesitated for a long time before he dared to open the door and enter.
Fortunately, God is merciful.
"Gelsang!"
In the dark hut, Gesang was tied to a wooden pillar with no trace of his back. The old table next to him was covered with a complete set of knives, large and small. There were faint traces of unwiped blood everywhere in the room.
The two middle-aged lamas had already picked up their knives and were gesticulating on Gesang's delicate and white back, as if they were discussing and planning something.
At this time, the two of them suddenly heard the door being pushed open. They turned around and were startled when they saw Meng Xiuyuan.
Meng Xiu had seen this situation. Although he was glad that Kelsang had not suffered yet, he also saw with his own eyes what these beasts wanted to do. He could no longer hold back the rage in his heart. He shot out his left and right palms at the same time, using the power of his volley palms to attack the two lamas.
Shoot away.
"Fuck you!!"
The wild and ferocious palm force showed no reservation, and the two of them were completely unable to resist. They immediately flew out and were hit directly by the huge force against the thick earth wall behind them.
After hearing two booming sounds, the two of them were actually knocked into the wall. Although they were killed immediately, their bodies were stuck by the wall. They stood upright and did not fall down for a long time.
Seen from a distance, it really looks like two portraits hanging on the wall.
Immediately, Meng Xiuyuan quickly pulled out his Zhenwu Sword, filled it with Zixiao Sword Qi, and carefully cut off the iron chains binding little Gesang's limbs.
Little Gesang was frightened and almost fainted, but when she suddenly heard Meng Xiuyuan's voice, she suddenly became energetic.
Now she broke free from the restraints and turned around to see that it was really Meng Xiuyuan who had come to save her. Little Gesang was so excited that tears burst out of his eyes instantly. Without caring about anything else, he hugged Meng Xiuyuan tightly.
She made a whining sound, and she couldn't tell whether it was crying or happy. She just pressed her body tightly against Meng Xiuyuan and refused to let go no matter what.
"It's okay, it's okay..."
Meng Xiuyuan felt sour in his heart and didn't know how to comfort him. He could only gently touch little Gesang's hair, then gently shake her body away, reach out and untie his coat and robe to cover her body.
At this time, the lamas who were in the main hall just outside had already found their way closer.
The leader, the old lama, blocked the door, his brows furrowed, his face stern, his eyes fixed on Meng Xiuyuan, and his voice was deep and deep:
"You are here, you can't run away anymore."
When Meng Xiuyuan heard this, he narrowed his eyes, turned around slowly, and said coldly to the old lama:
"Don't worry, I won't go anywhere until I kill all you beasts."