Before, he and the Holy Lama only glanced at it in a hurry, and did not have in-depth contact, but now the two went to the retreat of the Buddha in Kunlun Mountain together, and after close contact and conversation, Yang Hong could not help but be attracted by the Holy Lama's dusty and unearthly temperament.

Of course, this is not to say that he has any thoughts about the Holy Lama, but simply an appreciation for beautiful things.

The Holy Lama is definitely a top beauty regardless of her appearance or figure, and the dusty and unearthly temperament on her body is something that other beauties do not have, even Yang Hong, who is used to seeing all kinds of beauties, has to admit that the Holy Lama is indeed very attractive, if the other party is not a Tantric Saintess, he really can't help but have some other thoughts.

During the conversation, Yang Hong also learned that the holy lama's name was Basang Zhuoma, who was taken to the Potala Palace when she was a teenager and was taken to the Potala Palace. Lai Lama was canonized as a saint.

In addition to these, Yang Hong also learned a lot of skills and experiences from her about the nine-character mantra mudra, especially the skills on the transformation of spiritual power into spiritual power, which benefited him a lot.

According to the method taught by Basang Zhuoma, the speed of transforming spiritual power is obviously faster than before.

It took a long way from the Potala Palace to Kunlun Mountain, especially on the way, there was basically no good road, and it took nearly half a day for them to really come to the foot of Kunlun Mountain.

Looking at the majestic Kunlun Mountain in front of him, even Yang Hong couldn't help but secretly sigh, it is worthy of being called a holy mountain by Tantra, and in mythology, Kunlun Mountain is also a place where the gods live, which is really unusual.

"Elder Yang, it's not early now, I think we should camp on the spot, and then enter Kunlun Mountain at dawn tomorrow, the mountain road is rugged, and there are often fierce beasts at night, if we don't get it, we may get lost in it." The Holy Maiden Basang Dolma suggested next to her.

After thinking about it for a while, Yang Hong nodded, Fa Zheng already knew the whereabouts of the Tianshan Snow Lotus, and he was not in a hurry, and for Kunlun Mountain, the Holy Maiden Basang Zhuoma definitely knew better.

"Well, the holy woman has a point, so let's rest here first." Yang Hong then smiled and said, "You don't have to call me Elder Yang, it sounds weird, just call me Yang Hong." ”

The Holy Maiden Basang Zhuoma smiled peacefully, clasped her hands together and said softly: "Since this is the case, then don't call me the Holy Maiden, you still call me by my name, Basang Zhuoma." ”

"Yes, good!" Looking at the holy woman Basang Zhuoma in front of him, Yang Hong was stunned for a moment, and nodded hurriedly with a little embarrassment.

The holy woman in front of him, Basang Zhuoma, if it weren't for the fact that he was wearing a lady's lama dress, holding a string of Buddhist beads in his hands, and often clasping his hands together, he was really a little sudden, and secretly felt sorry for himself, such a beautiful beauty actually joined Tantra and became the next Da of Tantra. Lai Lama's candidate.

Shaking off the thoughts in his mind, Yang Hong hesitated for a moment, then changed the topic and said: "Sheng, that, Basang Zhuoma, we left in a hurry, and we didn't buy a tent. Canopy, where do you sleep tonight. ”

As he spoke, he couldn't help but secretly complain that he didn't think about it enough, he had patronized to pick snow lotus, and he didn't care about the holy Maiden Basang Zhuoma who came with him.

Shaking his head with a smile, the Holy Maiden Basang Zhuoma sat cross-legged under the tree next to her, clasped her hands together, and said calmly: "The people in the Buddhist sect are at peace with what they encounter." ”

Seeing the holy woman Basang Zhuoma sitting under the tree like that, Yang Hong was stunned for a moment, and secretly complained that he was really pitying the fragrance and cherishing the jade, and she was not a daughter, but a tantric saint.

After determining the place where the Holy Maiden Basang Zhuoma slept, Yang Hong was naturally more casual, and after scanning the surroundings, he quickly locked onto a crooked-necked tree next to him.

For him, who used to be a special soldier and a mercenary, he used to be home all over the world, and he even slept in the swamp when he went on a mission, let alone this kind of ordinary mountain forest.

"By the way, Basang Zhuoma, can you Tantra eat meat?" After choosing a place to sleep, Yang Hong shifted the topic to eating.

"Amitabha, my tantric cultivation is not self-cultivation, the so-called wine and meat pass through the intestines, and the Buddha stays in my heart." The Holy Maiden Pasang Dolma folded her hands together and said like a monk.

Although the demeanor of the holy woman Basang Zhuoma is solemn and serious, but in Yang Hong's opinion, it always feels a little awkward, if it is an old monk who says this, he may not feel anything, a beautiful and moving beautiful lama said such a thing, it really has a strong sense of disobedience.

"Ahem, in that case, then I'll go prepare dinner, and let Basang Zhuoma show you my craft tonight." After coughing a few times, Yang Hong left the next sentence, turned around and entered the Kunlun Mountains.

With years of experience and skills, and after a while, he easily hunted two rabbits under the flying knife stunt.

Carrying the shot rabbit, he found a stream, entrailed it, skinned and cleaned it, and found some spices and stuffed it into the rabbit's open chest.

When he returned to the same place with the two processed rabbits, he was shocked to find that there was an extra pile of dry wood on the ground, and even the bonfire had been lit.

Looking at the holy woman Basang Zhuoma who was squatting next to him to tidy up the bonfire, Yang Hong was stunned for a moment, completely unexpectedly that what he was going to do had been done by her.

"Yang Hong, are these dry firewoods I am looking for enough, if they are not enough, I can find some more." The Holy Maiden Basang Dolma asked with a smile, and in the light of the fire, she looked like a wife waiting for her husband to return, so virtuous and gentle.

"Well, what was I thinking?" Secretly complaining to himself, he quickly shook his head to dispel the strange thought, Yang Hong stepped forward: "Enough, these dry firewood are enough, it's really troublesome for you." ”

"Yang Hong, you are too polite, you have to be busy with food, I can't do nothing." The Holy Maiden Basang Dolma clasped her hands together and smiled indifferently.

"Hehe, since that's the case, then I'm not very polite." Smiling, Yang Hong didn't say anything more, but he seemed a little hypocritical when he said too much, since the bonfire had been lit, he immediately began to prepare to roast the rabbit.

Although Tantra allows it to eat meat, it also has some limitations, that is, it can only eat the three pure meats.

The so-called three pure meats are the eyes are pure, the ears are pure, and the heart is pure, of which the eyes are not allowed to see the scene of livestock being killed, and the ears are not allowed to hear the livestock being killed, as for the heart is not the idea of wanting to kill and eat meat.

In line with the principle of three pure meats, during Yang Hong's barbecue, the holy Maiden Basang Zhuoma stayed aside, reciting Buddhist scriptures with her eyes closed.

Yang Hong was a little unimpressed with this kind of three-clean meat rule that was almost like covering his ears and stealing bells, and looked at the holy woman Basang Zhuoma closing his eyes there to recuperate, and at the same time, he couldn't help but feel a little funny in his heart, and at the same time, he also had an urge to play a prank.

Yang Hong showed all his barbecue skills, so he deliberately pierced the roast rabbit with a silver needle, so that the flavor of the spices inside spread to the entire body of the roast rabbit as much as possible, and after a while, the roast rabbit exuded an attractive aroma.

This method of acupuncture for roasted rabbits, he also studied in the process of barbecue in the past, of course, if the old man of Tianji knows, the acupuncture method he taught to Yang Hong was used by him on roasted rabbits, and it is estimated that he will be so angry that he vomits blood.

While grilling the rabbit, Yang Hong deliberately fanned the airflow, allowing the increasingly rich aroma to spread towards the place where the Holy Maiden Basang Zhuoma was.

Sitting in all this, Yang Hong secretly looked at the Holy Maiden Basang Zhuoma.

I saw that the Holy Maiden Basang Zhuoma, who was originally sitting there with a calm face, came with the fragrance, although there was no change in expression on her face, the speed of turning the Buddha beads in her hand was obviously much faster than before.

"Hehe, see how long you can hold on." Mischievous fast. Feeling welled up in his heart, and Yang Hong worked harder.

With all his barbecue skills, soon the two rabbits were crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and the golden fat was secreted and dripped on the charcoal fire, making a snorting sound.

With her superb barbecue skills, the saint Basang Zhuoma, who was just turning the Buddha beads faster at the beginning, soon began to swallow saliva, and under Yang Hong's gaze, she could clearly see her swallowing saliva, although it was very vague, but still could not escape his eyes.

Secretly amused in his heart, Yang Hong waited quietly, and just when he was trying to make persistent efforts, outside this silent mountain forest, a very loud grunt sounded.

The sudden voice made Yang Hong a little unexpected, and the gaze that looked at the Holy Maiden Basang Zhuoma couldn't help but become strange all of a sudden.

Still with her eyes closed, trying to keep her calm and peaceful, the holy woman Basang Zhuoma, couldn't help but have two lumps of blush on her slightly dark face, and she couldn't hide it anymore and opened a pair of beautiful eyes.

The two looked at each other, and the cheeks of the holy Maiden Basang Zhuoma became even more rosy, and her shy appearance was completely different from her usual dusty and clear temperament, which made Yang Hong a little dumbfounded all of a sudden.

It wasn't until he saw the holy daughter Basang Zhuoma, whose face was ruddy, and was about to catch up with the back buttocks, that Yang Hong came back to his senses.

"That, the rabbit meat is roasted, Basang Zhuoma, come and eat together." Resisting the urge to laugh, in order to avoid embarrassment, Yang Hong hurriedly changed the topic of invitation.

"Yes!" Basang Zhuoma nodded awkwardly, although the rosy on his face quickly dissipated, the shyness was still undiminished, and that cute appearance made Yang Hong amused, for the first time, he found that this tantric saint still had such a cute side.

In fact, he didn't know that Basang Zhuoma had lived in the Potala Palace since he was a child, and he rarely had contact with people outside, and his mind seemed to be dusty and clear, as if he was transcendent from all things, but in fact, he didn't have much experience, and he was a little shy when he suddenly came to this situation.

Taking down a rabbit that had been barbecued, Yang Hong tore off the rabbit leg and handed it to the Holy Maiden Basang Zhuoma: "How about tasting the rabbit meat I barbecued, I hope you don't dislike it." ”

"You're so polite." The Holy Maiden Basang Zhuoma took the rabbit leg embarrassedly, her expression was still a little shy, and she still didn't fully mind what had just happened.

After a polite exchange, the two each ate fragrant roast rabbits.

The saint Basang Zhuoma, who had never eaten with outsiders, couldn't help but feel a little unaccustomed to it, but after taking a bite of rabbit meat, she couldn't help but be attracted by the crispy taste and texture on the outside.

Although Tantra allows meat to be eaten, it is only a very simple way to eat, and the chef's level is also very average, which is incomparable with the rabbit meat carefully grilled by Yang Hong, which mobilizes the taste buds of the Holy Maiden Basang Zhuoma.