These new batch of concubines were originally prepared for the Treasure Mirror Venerable.

But the timing of the return was not particularly coincidental, and His Holiness the Treasure Mirror was in retreat, and he would not be able to leave until tomorrow. As a result, the empowerment was not so urgent, not to mention that there were quite a few girls who came.

When I came yesterday, it was not early, and I wasted a lot of time in the side hall, so I didn't have a chance to look around.

Now that it's dark, where can they hold on?

They are all young and have not experienced much, not to mention that this temple is still the most desirable place for every believer in the snowy region.

They came here with a mixture of devotion and curiosity.

So early in the morning, they couldn't suppress their excitement and woke up early, and even more so last night they devoted themselves to worshipping the Buddha and didn't sleep all night, and they were still full of interest until this morning.

Even if I didn't see Sang Yang, I could guess the approximate situation by listening to her tone.

She was not interested in pilgrimage, but it was wonderful to take advantage of the opportunity to see the snowy region.

After hearing Sang Yang's voice, he didn't think much about it, so he replied softly: "I'll go too, you wait a minute." ”

After speaking, she gathered all the breath around her body and got up from the couch.

From the outside, the whole person is just an ordinary woman, at most she looks outstanding, and she is more beautiful and bright than ordinary people.

After opening the door, he saw Sanyang.

The little girl of thirteen or fourteen had her hands behind her back with a bit of playfulness, and her eyes were looking at her, and there was still a piece of innocence under her eyes.

Seeing her come out, he smiled happily: "It's just ahead, everyone is ready to go." ”

Sang Yang stretched out his hand and pointed, and when he saw sorrow, he looked in the direction of her finger.

Sure enough, a group of young girls were already waiting there.

The place where they lived, on the west side of the temple, to the left of the main temple of the temple, was a row of monastic houses, and when they stood in the courtyard and looked out, they could see the small ivory building called the "white building" that Moga had spoken of earlier.

The famous snowy sacred lake is just behind the temple.

The only road leading to the holy lake is in the main hall of the temple. Every believer who comes on a pilgrimage from afar, as long as they climb this place, must go to the holy lake after a devout pilgrimage.

Legend has it that this is the cleanest lake in the entire Nineteen Continents, and it cleanses people's souls.

I think this kind of nonsense is made up by Tantra to deceive people.

Many times, people are caught up in their own suffering, or suffer from the mistakes and sins they have committed, and they wish that there really was such a place in the world, so they are willing to believe it.

But in fact, if the Holy Lake can really cleanse people's souls, where is there so much filth and filth in Xinmi?

Listening to the words of these little girls who are not familiar with the world, I feel their yearning and longing for the holy lake, and my heart is almost not the slightest fluctuation when I see my sorrow as it was all the way.

Her identity is different from everyone else, so Sang Yang is more familiar with her.

So even if she behaved unsociable and cold, no one had any opinion on it.

On the way to the main temple of the temple in a group, to prepare for the holy lake, they all chatted and watched, and Sanyang also seemed to feel that he was not very close to her, and after a few words with her, he came together to talk to the more lively girls in front of him.

Although the entire temple was built on top of this high mountain and snow, the scale was extremely magnificent.

They came out of their dwellings and climbed up in the direction of their eyes, and it took them more than a moment to see the golden main hall of the temple clearly.

The snow-like wall tiles are all carved with rare ice jade, but the inside is paved with gold bricks, which is extravagant.

The pilgrims had not been able to ascend the mountain so early, so the whole temple seemed to be clean.

When they arrived, they could only see a few monks sitting in the main hall, shaking drums, shaking vajra bells, and reciting Buddhist scriptures in their mouths, looking attentive.

In the middle of the hall stood a tall Buddha statue, poking straight to the top of the main hall, looking down.

Statue of Shakyamuni.

Its face looks like a solemn piece of treasure, and it also has a layer of golden body, a piece of golden light, and there is a sense of sacredness.

But maybe it's because this Buddha statue is too tall, maybe it's because the overall color of this temple is very different from the Buddhist hall that she knows, not only did she not feel any compassion and sacredness from it, but she only felt a kind of yin owl coming out of it, which made people feel a sense of coldness.

The dozen or so concubines who came with them held their breath and didn't dare to speak when they approached the main hall of this temple.

At this moment, when they entered the hall, they did not dare to disturb the new secret monks who worshiped the Buddha day and night in front of them, so they only knelt down quietly behind them, that is, at the entrance of the main hall, and worshiped one by one.

Seeing sorrow, she stood behind everyone, but no one noticed her, so she didn't worship.

When others were concentrating on kowtowing, she stood closest to the door, looking up at the Buddha statue.

That feeling of yin owl is not an illusion.

Who would have thought that this Buddha statue located in the Tantric Temple of the Snowy Regions of Buddhism would remind her of the image of the "gods" she saw in the night ship hall of the Starry Sea of Tomorrow?

The eyeless centipede that stood in the depths of the main hall, always shrouded in shadows—the god Lessthorn!

Under the golden body of the seemingly golden Buddha statue, there was actually a little bit of black qi that seemed to be there, which was exactly the same as what she and Xie Buchen found in the elders and disciples who died in Kunwu.

As for the strange black qi on the Yashan disciple's body, it had been stored by Fu Chaosheng in a jade bottle and placed in the bead.

Thinking about it, he was afraid that her cultivation at the moment would be difficult to deal with, so he deliberately did it.

Before Fu Chaosheng went to the Polar Domain last night, he said that there was no trace of Shao Thorn in the temple, so Shao Thorn should be in the Extreme Region at this moment.

As for the traces of the Buddha statue in this hall, it should be left by the young thorns in the past.

Seeing sorrow, I slowly speculated in my heart. At the same time, he also secretly reminded himself to be more careful.

After a while, all the people who sincerely bowed down and worshiped the Buddha got up.

Seeing that no one noticed that she didn't kneel down to worship, Sang Yang got up and saw that she was still standing, and she only thought that she was getting up faster than others, and didn't think much about it.

So the group went to the real holy lake.

On both sides of the main hall, there is a narrow and long corridor.

One after another, huge golden prayer wheels, neatly arranged, look like bamboo slips hanging on one side of the corridor, depicting all kinds of patterns and common Buddhist allusions that belong to Buddhism, and the scriptures are hidden with the six-character mantra of Buddhism.

When everyone passed through the corridor, they all reached out and stroked the prayer wheel to make it rotate with them.

The snow is bitter and cold, and it is not like other places in the Nineteen Continents, where the products are abundant.

Here, the majority of ordinary people are illiterate, although under the influence of Tantra, they have a devout heart to worship the Buddha, but how can they chant sutras without literacy?

That's why we have this prayer wheel.

Illiterate believers only need to ask someone to write down the "six-character mantra" and put it into the prayer wheel. From then on, every time you turn the prayer wheel, it is equivalent to reciting the scriptures once, and thus accumulating good fortune.

In snowy regions, prayer wheels are common.

When it comes to the temple, this thing is naturally more indispensable, even larger, more refined, and more grandiose.

Just imagine, believers who don't know anything should be yearning and devout when they come here and see this row of prayer wheels with almost no end in sight.

The golden prayer wheel refracted a faint light in the narrow line of sky light overhead.

Just as I had expected at the beginning, the young girls in front of me saw each other, and their eyes showed a kind of sincere respect, and they stepped down the narrow corridor one by one, turning the prayer wheel with their hands, and walked towards the other end of the corridor.

There was a faint wind coming out of the end of the hallway, a little cold, a little wet.

Seeing that sorrow was still walking behind everyone, his hands brushed carelessly over the many prayer wheels.

But her eyes were still on the person in front of her.

Although she hadn't spoken much to these little girls on this trip to the snowy region, she knew that they were all simple-minded people by looking at their words and deeds along the way.

But at most, wait until tomorrow evening, and these girls' blank paper lives will be colored.

Although her cultivation is not low now, she has even quietly dived into the snowy region, but she thinks that she does not have the ability to compete with the entire snowy region at this moment.

It's not an easy task to save them.

The most important thing is that in the past few days, there has always been such a question hovering in her mind: if she really "saved" them, would they be considered out of the sea of suffering?

Maybe they don't think so.

As he pondered this, the corridor that ran through the front and back of the temple had come to an end.

So the moment the sky above suddenly dispersed and the vision suddenly brightened, the pure and huge lake in front of me broke into everyone's eyes in such a stunning and unreserved way.

A real "lake in the sky".

The snow that had fallen last night had not yet melted, and a silvery layer had been piled up on the shore of the lake, covering the world with no other color. But in the center of this plain world, there is a piece of pure blue like the sea.

The undulating surface of the lake is like a mirror, reflecting the extremely low sky.

At this moment, it seems that cotton-like clouds are walking at the bottom of the lake, and the bottom of the lake is the whole empty snowy sky. Standing here is like standing in the gap between the sky and the lake.

It was as if the sky at the bottom of the lake was about to jump up, and the sky above the sky was about to fall.

There has never been a feeling so close to the sky, which makes people feel trembling, but the moment the breeze blows the surface of the lake, it does give birth to a clear feeling that the soul has been washed.

It is precisely in this way that people think that this lake can cleanse the soul, right?

Seeing the admiration in his eyes, he finally became unreserved.

She stood there in a daze and looked at it for a long time, and the corners of her lips couldn't help but show a little smile. By the time she came to her senses, more than a dozen maidens had already walked to the holy lake, knelt down and prayed to the lake again.

There is only one exception.

She looked thin and small, and at this time she stood not far from Jianchou, her eyes looking straight ahead, and also at the lake in front of her, which was as transparent as a jewel.

clearly didn't say a word, but it can be seen that she can faintly feel a kind of sadness and uneasiness from her.

This little girl is one of the previous concubines.

Seeing that she had a vague impression, except that she thought she was much older than everyone else and didn't like to talk, this little girl was another one who didn't talk much, and most of the time she looked at others quietly, and seemed to be very introverted.

"Aren't you going over?"

Seeing that it was a little strange, he glanced at the people who were kneeling down by the lake, and couldn't help but turn his gaze again and look at her.

The little girl seemed to be in a state of distraction, and she seemed to be startled when she did not expect to be accosted by her, and this surprise became even more evident when she turned her head to see that she was talking to Chagosuba, who had barely talked to anyone along the way, and who had a special status.

She was a little cramped, hurriedly covered the look on her face, and said, "No, no, it's nothing, it's just that I've never been to the snowy region, and I'm just stunned." ”

Is it?

This is obviously nonsense.

But when he saw sorrow, he didn't tear her down, he just looked at her like this, smiled slowly, and still stood by the lake, and didn't go over.

This time, it was the turn of the thin little girl to wonder: "Aren't you going too?"

"It's just a lake, what's the use of worshipping in the past?"

It's not that if you don't believe in Buddhism, you will die, not to mention that the attitude that she showed to everyone at the beginning of her sorrow was "not cooperative", who let Xie Buchen fabricate her identity from the Yin Sect? She really has no scruples when she speaks.

"Someone else sent you to prison and put you in hell, do you still want to be grateful to Dade?"

“……”

The little girl's face suddenly changed slightly.

For a moment he seemed to be cowering, as if he was afraid that what he heard would bring him some trouble, and for another time he seemed moved, obviously agreeing with the words of sorrow.

She was on the side, hesitated for a long time, and then opened her mouth with a little bitterness and helplessness: "I heard them say that you were originally a disciple of the Yin Sect and were taken captive here by them. My mother used to be a Buddha mother, but she wanted to take my father to hide far away, saying that it was okay to go west, to the south, or to the Yin Sect, or to the Middle Domain, what is it called the Tomorrow Star Sea. It's a pity that it didn't happen. ”

"Didn't make it?"

The little girl lowered her head, revealing a good-looking, fair-skinned neck, and only said: "I was caught up by the masters in the temple halfway, and my father died to protect my mother, and my mother did not escape." Sister, you are from the Yin Sect, what is the Yin Sect like? Is it the same over there as the Snow Land?"

“…… It's not the same. ”

I haven't been to the Yin Sect yet, but it is recorded in the classics that the difference between the Yin and Yang Sects and the three thousand sects in the Central Domain is not big, but there are more fights between each other, and when they are not fighting, they are quite calm.

"There are no temples, no monks, no pilgrimage, and the girls don't become concubines. ”

"If you're there, you can practice in other ways, just like the monks here. There are more female disciples in the Yin Sect and more male disciples in the Yang Sect. There are good people, bad people, and bad people among them."

"Compared to here, it's like a sky where birds can spread their wings......"

Her voice gradually sank, like an ethereal falling feather in the sky.

When the little girl heard this, her eyes became bright, but when her eyes came into contact with the clear holy lake in front of her, she became depressed and melancholy.

"That's really good, it should be the best and best place in the Nineteen Continents, right?"

"The best place in the Nineteenth Continent?"

Seeing this, he was slightly stunned, but the next moment, he looked into the distance and laughed.

"Although the Yin Sect is good, it is not counted. ”

"Not really?"

The little girl was a little surprised, and looked at her with wide eyes.

Obviously, she hadn't been out of the snow yet, and she didn't know what the outside world was like.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have asked such a question.

Seeing that the sorrow was very clear in his heart, when he looked back at her, there was only the kind of tolerance and gentleness that everything could accommodate, his heart was slightly hot, and he replied softly in an inexplicable tone: "The best place in the Nineteen Continents is called 'Yashan'." ”

"Yashan?"

It was an unfamiliar name for the little girl.

Seeing the sorrow, he nodded, looked at her with a smile, and said, "In the future, when you have the opportunity to get out of the snow and go out to have a look, you will know." ”

"Go out and have a look at ......"

The little girl looked back at her in amazement, and felt that this sentence sounded so incomprehensible, but there seemed to be a strange and convincing power in the dark.

And such a look......

There seems to be a faint glimmer of light, warm, and people can't help but wonder what a good place the legendary "Cliff Mountain" should be.

At this time, she still didn't understand this look.

It wasn't until much later that she became the first concubine to take the initiative to step out of the snowy region, and saw a towering lonely peak on the side of a tributary of the Jiutou River in the middle region, and finally realized-

What does this look condense?

"Meiduo, Meiduo, aren't you coming to worship?"

On the shore of the lake below, a crisp voice was heard.

It was the girls below who had already finished worshipping and saw that the little girl was still standing there, so they called her, but inexplicably, no one dared to call for sorrow.

The little girl was taken aback, and the panicked and cramped appearance before appeared on her face again, as if she was afraid of being seen something, and hurriedly responded: "I, I'm coming!"

Then he bowed down in a panic and saluted, and ran over in a hurry.

At her age, even if she doesn't agree with it in her heart, she doesn't have the courage to be unsociable.

Seeing that he stood far away, he saw it very clearly.

But she didn't go over, just thinking about the girl named Mei Duo, and thinking of Sangyang, thinking of the fear and bitterness of the former, and thinking of the joy and joy of the latter......

"Do you like them?"

A young man's voice, which was still a little immature and green, suddenly sounded beside him.

At this moment, I didn't even notice it!

It wasn't until she heard this voice that she was suddenly stunned, and the dragon scale Dao seal of the talisman and the body refining technique of the "Human Weapon" almost burst out of her body like this!

Fortunately, she narrowly controlled it at the critical moment, which avoided the danger of exposure.

But Rao is like this, and the tension at that moment also made the breath around her change subtly.

Seeing that Chou forcibly suppressed the secret shock in his heart, he turned his head and saw a young man in a snow-white monk's robe standing silently beside him at some point.

The monk's robe was so clean, like the snow of this temple, not stained with any dust.

It can be seen that he is very young, and the contours of his face are slightly angular, with a kind of youthfulness that can only be found in a young age. The snow-white hood, a little drumming under the breeze blowing from the lake, contrasted with his faintly transparent blue clear pupils, which were calm on the outside.

A pair of feet are bare, obviously very clean, but they don't seem to mind the dirt and dust on the ground.

Like an ordinary person.

But what ordinary person can appear quietly by his side?

Seeing that his heart was in a hurry, he didn't come up with any definite results for a while, but after a pause, he replied to his words: "They are all very clean little girls, I like them very much." ”

"Really?"

The young man's eyes suddenly showed some bright colors, and he looked as transparent and pure as the holy lake in front of him.

"I like you too. ”

“……”

I don't understand that.

Seeing sorrow, he knew that the other party was not simple, so he just looked at him and didn't speak.

The boy tilted his head, still looking at her, and only stretched out his hand behind his back and handed it to her. It turned out to be a snow lotus flower with a little chill, shivering in the snowy sky and sunshine with a little snow that had not rolled down.

The corners of his mouth were curled, his eyes narrowed like two crescents, and his voice was very good.

"Chagosuba. ”