"You treat the people you care about, very strict, once the people you care about make mistakes, you will double the punishment of them, and I just took the wrong first step, I want to turn back, it's too late, I know the first thing to sell intelligence, if you know, what will be the consequences. So I didn't dare to admit it, I didn't dare to look back, but that's what made me go farther and farther. It's getting deeper and deeper! ”

Although there were nearly two hundred people at the scene, there was silence, and Tang Bo's voice resounded in everyone's ears, causing everyone to be silent.

Many people in Tibetan Tantra looked at the Living Buddha, there was some incomprehensible look in their eyes, obviously Tang Bo's words resonated with them, in the Tibetan Tantra, everyone knows that there is an unspoken rule in the Living Buddha, the more he values you, the more you can't make mistakes, because once you make a mistake, the punishment you receive is also doubled, so getting along with such a person, quite tired, but other people don't dare to say it, and eventually caused such a tragedy.

Masaki secretly rejoiced that when he saw this living Buddha for the first time, he left the impression that he was quite kind, but fortunately he didn't have a deep friendship with him, otherwise, I don't know what it would become.

The Living Buddha Bayana lowered his head, there was no expression on his face, he was stunned for a long time, turned his head to look at the abbot, and nodded, "Abbot Wuxi, I ask you to hand over this sentence to our supervision, and let our Tibetan Tantric Sect interrogate him......"

"It's your right." The abbot of Wuxing didn't know when he learned the appearance of abstinence and tolerance, and looked at the living Buddha.

"Abbot Wuxi, if there is anything useful for us in the future, please feel free to say that for this time against the Diser Alliance, if we need to contribute to the Tibetan Land Tantra...... We're here too! Bayana nodded, and the five Arhats came up to hold Tang Bo and walked out of the command room.

Wuxi looked at everyone and waved his hand, "Now the meeting is dismissed, Zen sect descendant, you come with me." ”

Zhengji followed Wuxi and walked out, although the base located in the mountains of Tibet is shabby on the outside, but I don't know if this is a full-body shape of the Zen Xi Temple, often looks dilapidated and simple on the outside, but there is a rather good structure inside, now it looks like a cylindrical building wrapped in rusty metal in the base, but inside it is a long corridor made of self-light observation boards, glass and shiny metal, no less than the gorgeous corridor of a five-star hotel.

Zhengji is no longer strange, anyway, the Zen Temple is such a place, the outside is poor, the inside is rich, what high-tech gadgets emerge in endlessly, even the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion presided over by Jiekong, any piece of equipment inside, is not something he can imagine. Of course, his current identity is the ultimate agent of the Zen Meditation Temple, and at this moment, he Wuxi is walking in front, followed by a large group of senior monks from the Elders' House, which is like participating in a Buddhist holy scripture.

Now these monks are different, their own robes, in addition to maintaining some of the original styles, themselves have been greatly modified, it does not look like a monk, there is some majestic atmosphere in it, and the obvious grading system of the uniforms of middle and senior warrior monks and junior warrior monks.

Zhengji followed Wu Xi around and around, guarded by heavily armed posts all the way, and entered a place that was much smaller than the previous conference room, followed by all the elders of the Zen Xi Temple, and the previous Tibetan Tantric Sect personnel could not come to this secret area of the Zen Xi Temple.

Everyone entered, and the electronic door closed behind them.

"Now for our secret operations meeting, the internal affairs have been dealt with just now, and it is our turn to talk about the next plan!"

"Guiyi, in the next few days, after we have done research and research, we may need your cooperation, and perhaps what awaits you is the first mission as a Zen descendant," Wuxi said earnestly as he looked at Masaki.

Masaki thought for a while, nodded and said, "No problem, if necessary, I am duty-bound." ”

Suddenly, Masaki's mobile phone rang, breaking the serious atmosphere of the scene.

"Answer the phone", Masaki was stunned when he saw the mobile phone number, and he waved the mobile phone in his hand without interest and then pressed the answer button, and when he heard the message on the phone, his face turned white.

"What's wrong?" Seeing that Zhengji hung up the phone, Wuxi asked curiously.

"Abbot, I want to borrow the helicopter," Masaki said with a hint of eagerness in his tone.

"Give me a reason", Wu Xi looked at him and said, although Masaki is a descendant of Zen Buddhism, it does not mean that he can mobilize the power of Zen Temple without a reason.

"There is a friend, there was an accident when I was climbing Mount Everest, I was trapped, I want to rush over to save people", Zhengji did not hide it, and said his purpose, that's right, the friend he was talking about was Song Yu, and the person who called just now was also Song Lao.

"Stuck on Everest?" Wuxi was slightly stunned, as if he didn't expect this reason, but when he saw the anxiety in Zhengji's eyes, he still nodded: "Okay, do you need other assistance from the Zen Xi Temple?" ”

Masaki looked at him gratefully, thought for a while, and said: "It's too late, I'll be able to do it myself, just help me prepare a map of Mount Everest and some mountaineering equipment", he doesn't know the way, the first time he goes to Mount Everest, he can't even have a black eye and no direction, so even if he has the ability to reach the sky, I'm afraid it's in vain, as for equipment and other things, it's just to cover people's eyes.

"Are you sure? You must know that Mount Everest can be said to be the limit of human beings and the place of death, even if it is a descendant of Zen Buddhism, even if you have no systematic mountaineering training, you are afraid that it will be more auspicious! Wuxi also wanted to persuade Masaki for the last time, because he was worried that Masaki would not understand the horror of Mount Everest, and only on the spur of the moment to save people and bury himself, which was not only a great loss to him, but also to Zenxi Temple.

"I'm sure, don't abandon, don't give up, it's my purpose, and I won't let my friends ignore it", Zhengji nodded seriously.

"Good! The helicopter on the tarmac will take you where you want to go, pay attention to safety, and if you need help from Zen Temple, contact with your mobile phone", Wuxi saw the determined gaze in Masaki's eyes, heard his firm oath, and nodded.

"Hmm!" Masaki turned around and walked out of the base, trotting in the direction of the helicopter.

"Others, check the current weather conditions on Mount Everest," Wuxi suddenly thought of something, turned to the other staff members who were operating on the computer.

"Report to the abbot, the weather conditions on Mount Everest are not optimistic, and a storm will start from noon today because of a cold air flow from the Indian Ocean!" Someone immediately used a satellite to find out the weather conditions and report it.

"Storm!" Wuxi's eyes tightened, looking at the helicopter that had begun to rise from the ground, the worry in his eyes could no longer be hidden, the world's highest peak, coupled with the uncertain factor of the storm, added countless variables and difficulties to Masaki's trip to save people.

"Where are you going?" Jiekong walked to Wuxi's side, looked at the direction of the helicopter that had become a black dot, and asked curiously.

"Go to Everest, just be friends", said succinctly.

"This weather to go to Mount Everest to save people? And there has been no systematic training in mountaineering, is he crazy? Abbot, why didn't you stop him? Jiekong's face changed, and he looked at Wuxidao anxiously.

"Everyone has their own choice, I can't stop him, he is a descendant of Zen Buddhism, the successive heirs are not stupid, he is not either, I believe he will know how to advance and retreat," Wuxi looked at the goshawk in the sky and said calmly.

Jiekong was speechless, and could only sigh softly, "I hope everything is safe, I don't want the new Zen descendants to stop on Mount Everest, this is the most worthless."

And at this moment, Masaki on the helicopter changed into a mountaineering suit prepared for him without a breath on his face, and the thick cold-proof suit almost wrapped him into a brown bear, and he felt uncomfortable even raising his arms, which was not an exaggerated preparation for the breathless, but the environment needed to be so.