Mountain peak.

Mountain Temple.

Landscape.

The green mountains and beautiful waters, if you add the temples built in the mountains, combined with the faint cigarettes and the flowing water, the cloth clothes walking in the dense fog between the mountains, there is really such a sense of blissful fairyland. And in the place like a fairyland, there is a woman walking as beautiful as a fairy, which once again adds a charm to this place.

In front of the temple.

With the sound of wooden fish knocking, this small temple in the mountain slowly opened the mountain gate.

A young woman wearing a monk's robe with a sword appeared at the door, standing at the mountain gate, the woman turned her head, her eyes fell on the person inside the door, and her voice like a silver bell echoed in the sound of a wooden fish with a strange rhythmic rhythm.

"Master."

There was silence in the door for a while, and after a while, a picture scroll was handed out of it and placed in the palm of the young woman's hand, only to hear the slightly old female voice come out: "You can take this picture scroll Jing'an with you, maybe sometimes it will help you." ”

Picture?

The young woman knew what was painted on the scroll handed over by the master, it was the appearance of a woman, although she did not quite understand the meaning of the words in the master's mouth, but she did not have any thoughts of refusing.

In her opinion, the master's arrangement obviously has her own unique intentions, but she can't understand it now.

After taking the scroll with both hands and putting it on her back, seeing that her master had no other instructions, the young woman put her hands together and bowed to the other party, then took the hat hanging beside her and put it on her head, and turned to leave.

The moment he turned around.

She didn't see the faint reluctance in the eyes of the nun standing behind the mountain gate.

It is not a reluctance to go down the mountain for the apprentice, but a reluctance to others.

In that reluctance, there is also a deep determination to hide.

It seems that people have made some decisions, and they have made decisions in the midst of all kinds of difficulties.

In the sound of the wooden fish, the nun folded her hands, lowered her head and closed her eyes, and blurted out a Buddhist salute.

"Amitabha."

This seems to be a farewell to his own disciples, and it seems to be a farewell to something else.

I look up.

The nun's face had become calm.

Just like the Bodhisattva, there is no joy, anger and sorrow, and the momentum of the body is more and more ethereal, giving people a strong sense of nothingness. It turned out to be her Cihang Sword Dictionary that broke through the previous shackles at this moment and entered the next realm.

Martial arts advances, but for the nun, there is no sorrow or joy, as if the shackles that broke through did not belong to her.

With his hands folded, he stepped into the deepest part of the temple step by step.

Mountainside.

What about the master's breakthrough?

The girl who was hiking down the mountain seemed to suddenly feel something, turned her head suddenly, and her eyes fell on the top of the mountain gate through the hat, and she looked at her for a long time before she withdrew her gaze and resumed her previous pace.

This time down the mountain, where should she go first?

After pondering for a long time, several destinations flashed through my mind one by one, and finally froze in one place.

Set your mind.

The girl's figure deflected and reversed direction.

Target to the south.

It is the direction of the Shaolin Temple.

Tibet.

Different environments in other places, when Chilian Fairy and her junior sister set foot on this land, they felt a different experience.

The sky even gives people a different kind of blue.

When I looked up, it seemed to be much brighter than other places.

Could it be that the mountains here are higher?

Sometimes, the little dragon girl will tilt her head and come up with such thoughts. Of course, she couldn't figure out what the reason was, so she quickly left it behind and ignored this little question.

However, the two sisters are sure that this Tibet is really much poorer than the Central Plains.

As for the fluffy and red images of the people here, it didn't surprise the two women, after all, they had seen countless strange things when they traveled west.

In comparison, on the contrary, the dress of their sisters and sisters looks out of place in this plateau world.

One is dressed in Taoist robes, and the other is dressed in white.

This kind of outfit is too eye-catching in this ordinary person's furry outfit. In addition, the two of them are too beautiful, and they have also attracted the attention of many thoughtful people on the way.

It's a pity that all these people have been fed to the wolves at the moment.

"Hmm!"

"Looks like it's going in this direction!"

The donkey did not seem to be accustomed to the climate of the place, and the two of them had already changed in the middle of the way, and finally chose not to ride the fluffy cow, but chose to walk. For the two women, this is not a problem.

Looking at the eyes, the Red Lian Fairy stood on top of a bluestone and looked into the distance, and vaguely she had seen the looming building in the distance.

Equally.

By her side, the little dragon girl also raised her hands to cover her eyebrows and looked.

Not surprisingly, there were buildings in that direction, and it seems that the people before did not hide anything, perhaps they regarded the two of them as the so-called pilgrims.

It's just that......

As if thinking of something, the little dragon girl suddenly spoke: "In that direction, I saw those big lamas again!" ”

Along the way, the two of them naturally knew about this place accordingly.

On this plateau, the real dominance is Buddhism.

Although these guys are called trumpets, they naturally recognize this group of people as people from Buddhism, and they are very different from Buddhism in the Central Plains. If the people of Buddhism in the Central Plains will still cling to something pedanticly, these trumpets here are completely different.

These people are more fierce and cruel than the Central Plains Buddhism, and they don't look like people in the Buddhism.

They have never had a good impression of the people in Buddhism, especially after seeing the performance of the people in the world during the battle of Xiangyang, especially the impression of the Red Lian Fairy on Buddhism is even worse.

And what really surprised the two women was that there were people who had a deep relationship with them in the Buddhist sect on the Tibetan plateau.

For this matter, not only did the Chilian Fairy himself not understand, but also the little dragon girl was also rarely surprised. That is, how can the descendants of Ying'er become Buddhists?

This question has been bothering the two women along the way.

At the beginning, I talked so much about Zhang Sanfeng, the head of the Wudang faction, and said part of it about Yue Yuan, but the most was about Chuanying, Zhang Sanfeng mentioned that there are descendants of Chuanying in this world. And I am extremely impressed by this junior.

And this descendant is the Potala Palace in Tibet.

She is the grandson of Li Mochou and Yue Yuan.

Unlike her looking for Yue Yuan, it was a kind of persistence, but when she was about to meet this grandson named Ying Yuan, there was an inexplicable hesitation in the heart of the Chilian Fairy. However, just when the Red Lian Fairy was feeling melancholy, a strange feeling suddenly came.

Almost at the same time.

The little dragon girl standing beside her also raised her head and looked at the sky above her.

"This feeling is !!"

In the surprise, the two sisters saw surprise in each other's eyes, "Is it Yue Lang?" No, it's not! ”

Immediately after that, the expression of the Red Lian Fairy had become cold.

In the flying robes, the person had already rushed in the direction of the Potala Palace in front of him. Behind her, a white figure followed.

Potala Palace.

This is the most solemn place of Tibetan Buddhism, and this palace is the residence of the living Buddha.

In the palace.

In the emptiest red hall.

There was nothing else in the emptiness, and the sunlight shone down through the small opening at the top, reflecting a strange and mysterious golden pattern in the very center of the ground. And in the middle of this golden pattern, there is a small monk sitting cross-legged.

In front of the monk, there was a thick-backed knife that looked extremely ordinary.

In the main hall, the clear and loud sound of scriptures echoed. This voice was from the bare arms, only covered by an ordinary dark red robe, from a distance, it was just an ordinary little monk's appearance.

But the sound of the scriptures that echoed in the main hall came from the mouth of the little monk.

Half a day.

The scriptures paused.

Open your eyes, lift your eyes.

Looking at the sky above him, he saw a goshawk flying in the blue sky through the dazzling sunlight.

Amid the sound of the eagle, the little monk slowly stood up.

"Fate! Origin! Fate! ”

"Amitabha!"

Turning around, he walked slowly in the direction of the gate with a golden glow.

Meanwhile.

As the bell of the Potala Palace rang, all the lamas put down what they were doing and saluted in the direction of the center, because they all knew one thing, that is, their supreme Living Buddha had come out.

……

Mingjiao.

The Bright Dome Altar.

Yue Yuan sat alone in the sect leader's seat, holding his head with one hand on his side while closing his eyes to recuperate. Below him, standing was Chang Yuchun, who looked quite uncomfortable. Chang Yuchun never expected that the other party's seemingly sky-shattering joke turned into reality, and the other party turned into the leader of the Ming Sect, and this change made him feel unprepared.

After all, there is still a gap between words and reality.

At this moment, he felt very uncomfortable standing below.

Even if he is usually bold, but here he often Yuchun still can't help but have a sense of panic, and he has no choice but to hold the double spears in his hands, as if this can increase his courage.

At this time, Chang Yuchun paid more attention to the new sect leader of the Ming Sect, the mysterious sect leader who could force the high-level Ming Sect to bow down with the power of one person.

How exactly did the other party do it?

Thinking about it, Chang Yuchun still doesn't quite understand how things could have turned out like this. You know, in his opinion, the high-level leaders of the Ming Sect shouldn't be so spineless, what happened in this hall a few days ago?

Suddenly.

Yue Yuan opened his eyes, his expression slightly condensed.

His gaze went directly over the entrance of the main hall and fell into the distance. (To be continued.) )