"Eh, is this really the fairy-like saint Basang Zhuoma?" Looking at Basang Zhuoma, who had eaten a whole rabbit in front of him, Yang Hong secretly criticized it with amusement in his heart.

After eating the last bite of rabbit meat, Basang Zhuoma burped, his hands were oily, and even his face was covered with a lot of oil.

Feeling Yang Hong's gaze, Basang Zhuoma looked slightly embarrassed and shy, folded his hands in thanks, and turned into the woods to clean up the oil stains on his hands and face.

"Huh!" Shaking his head funny, Yang Hong didn't have much of a mocking idea of Basang Zhuoma.

He also stayed in Tantra for several days, and naturally tasted the Tantric food, although there was meat in the meal, the taste was not much different from wood, and the difference in the level of the most dishes made him a little unable to eat.

After a while, the cleaned Basang Zhuoma returned, and saluted Yang Hong with his hands folded: "Amitabha, thank you Yang Hong for your hospitality." ”

"Don't be so polite, as long as you don't dislike it." Yang Hong smiled and waved his hand.

Basang Zhuoma shook his head retrospectively: "How can I dislike it, this is the best meal I have ever eaten in my life." ”

"Since you don't dislike it, then I will bake it for you every day in the past few days when we go to Kunlun Mountain."

Hearing this, Basang Zhuoma glanced at Yang Hong gratefully, and the original feeling of coldness, as if rejecting people thousands of miles away, also dissipated a lot invisibly.

After eating and drinking, the two chatted for a while, and then returned to their sleeping places.

With the cultivation of the two of them, even though it is winter at the moment, it will not be affected too much.

Lying on the crooked neck tree, Yang Hong closed his eyes and continued to transform the spiritual power in his mind into spiritual power according to the transformation technique he had obtained from Basang Zhuoma before.

During the cultivation, the night passed quietly, and the next day, as soon as the sky was bright, the two of them immediately set off for Kunlun Mountain.

Both of them are ancient warriors who have cultivated well, although the terrain of Kunlun Mountain is undulating and there is no road, the speed of the two is not slow, and by the evening, the two have passed through the periphery of Kunlun Mountain and officially entered the interior of Kunlun Mountain.

In line with the idea of resting at night and hurrying during the day, the two found a vacant lot, Yang Hong went to hunt food, and Basang Zhuoma was responsible for collecting firewood and making a fire.

This time, Yang Hong hunted a few pheasants and made them out of clay called flower chickens.

For this peculiar way of making food, Basang Zhuoma, who knew almost nothing about it, was very curious, and no longer did nothing like before, but helped to add firewood.

The two chatted for a day, barbecued and called the chicken, in the blink of an eye more than half an hour passed, Yang Hong took out the chicken, after knocking the hard soil, a rich but different from the barbecue aroma, came out of it all at once, so that Basang Zhuoma couldn't help but swallow his saliva again.

Seeing the amount of food in Basang Zhuoma before, Yang Hong directly handed over a whole chicken, and the two of them surrounded the bonfire and happily ate the flower chicken.

While eating, Yang Hong was the first to notice that something was wrong, and his eyes scanned the surroundings, although he didn't notice anything in the sensing field, but the sixth sense that he had exercised for many years made him smell a little strange.

After a while, Basang Zhuoma, who was eating the flower chicken, also sensed the problem, and looked up at the surrounding woods with a solemn face.

"Looks like we're surrounded." Standing up, Yang Hong said to Basang Zhuoma.

Basang Zhuoma nodded, a look of doubt on his face, a little confused about the sudden encirclement.

Seeing Basang Zhuoma's doubts, Yang Hong explained with a smile: "It should be caused by my barbecue called flower chicken, but I was a little negligent, but I didn't expect that there were so many fierce beasts just after entering Kunlun Mountain." ”

As Yang Hong spoke, there was a rustling sound in the surrounding woods, and at a glance, a little green light appeared in the woods, and if ordinary people saw it, they would definitely shudder.

Looking down at the leftover flower chicken in his hand, Yang Hong threw it out and landed on the ground outside the woods.

After a moment of silence, several black shadows immediately rushed out of the woods, and at once pounced on the rooster, and tore fiercely.

Seeing this scene, Basang Zhuoma finally understood the meaning of Yang Hong's words.

The black shadows that rushed out were wild wolves, and the green light was the eyes of the wild wolves, as Yang Hong said, these wild wolves were obviously attracted by the aroma of called flower chickens.

The wolf's sense of smell is even stronger than that of those police dogs, although it is far away, it still smells the aroma of the rooster, and is attracted to chase all the way.

After several wild wolves scrambled to devour the half of the pheasant, they immediately looked at Yang Hong and Basang Zhuoma, and the other wild wolves hidden in the woods also walked out of the woods, and there were at least dozens of them at a glance, surrounding the two of them.

These wild wolves looked at Yang Hong and Basang Zhuoma with fierce eyes, grinning teeth, if it weren't for the existence of a bonfire, they probably couldn't help but rush up, hungry beast pupils, staring at the half of the flower chicken in Basang Zhuoma's hand.

Especially the wild wolves who had eaten the flower chicken just now, they even whined in their mouths, and stared at the half of the flower chicken with an impatient expression.

For the wild wolves who drink blood all year round, the taste of the half called flower chicken just now is simply the most delicious food they have eaten in their lives.

"Amitabha." Sensing the desire of these wild wolves for half of the chickens, Basang Zhuoma shouted the Buddha horn with one hand in front of him, and threw the remaining half of the chickens out.

The rooster was still in mid-air, and it was caught by a wild wolf that jumped up, and then more than a dozen wild wolves surrounded it, and in an instant, half of the rooster was eaten away.

Basang Zhuoma, who has lived in the Potala Palace since she was a child and has little experience and experience, thinks that these wild wolves should leave here after eating the flower chicken, but the result is not at all what she thought.

Ate the wolf pack called the flower chicken, there is no trace of satisfaction, for dozens of wolves, this half of the wolf called the flower chicken is not enough to fill the gap, after eating the flower chicken, the wolf pack still did not leave, hungry. The thirsty beast pupils locked onto Yang Hong and Basang Zhuoma, and treated the two of them as dinner.

"It's useless, these wild wolves are full of greed, and they can't be sent away by a few chickens." As he spoke, Yang Hong stretched out his hand and pulled out the battle knife behind his back, revealing a trace of murderous intent in his eyes.

For him, these dozens of wild wolves are nothing at all, if they know each other to leave, he can spare their lives, if they don't plan to leave, he will not show mercy.

"Amitabha, God has the virtue of a good life, if you can, try not to kill more, and leave them to me." Basang Zhuoma clasped his hands together, said with a compassionate and peaceful expression, and walked towards the wolves.

"Okay!" Nodding, Yang Hong did not stop him, standing next to him and quietly watching how Basang Zhuoma solved the group of wild wolves in front of him, he also wanted to see Basang Zhuoma's strength.

Before, Grand Lama Sanchi only said that Basang Zhuoma's strength was not weak, but he had no way of knowing how much combat power he had.

The nine-character mantra mudra is different from the general ancient martial arts, and it is difficult to judge the strength or weakness from the aura that emanates, so Yang Hong can only see is believing, so that when he really encounters great danger, he can better cooperate with each other.

"Whew!" In the face of Basang Zhuoma's stride, the wolves were a little caught off guard, but soon the ferocity of the wolves was stimulated, and after a few warning roars, several wild wolves directly opposite took the lead in attacking.

"Amitabha." Basang Zhuoma folded his hands and closed his eyes and whispered, as if he was ignoring the wild wolf that had come up.

Yang Hong, who was standing in place, saw this, and did not help, under the shroud of the sensing realm, he could detect a strange spiritual fluctuation emanating from Basang Zhuoma's body, and he was still very familiar with this kind of mental fluctuation.

Invisible chains shot out from Basang Zhuoma's body, and in the blink of an eye, they bound several wild wolves that rushed forward and hung them in midair.

The sudden change startled the wolves, but it could not suppress their ferocity, and the other wild wolves next to them continued to rush towards Basang Zhuoma after a short hesitation, but they were still bound by invisible chains.

In the blink of an eye, with Basang Zhuoma as the center, nearly ten wild wolves were all bound by invisible chains, and they were suspended in mid-air and struggled and howled violently, but they seemed to be frozen in the air, and they just couldn't get down.

The wolf is cunning and very smart, nearly ten companions have been inexplicably controlled, and the remaining wild wolves dare to continue to rush up to find death.

Such a strange scene frightened the remaining dozen or so wild wolves into retreating backwards, roaring at each other and looking at each other a few times, and these dozen or so wild wolves did not dare to continue to stay and turned to flee.

After scaring off the remaining wild wolves, Basang Zhuoma opened his eyes and glanced at the other wild wolves that were entangled in invisible chains and suspended in mid-air.

"Vomit!" Nearly ten wild wolves fell to the ground, let out a cry of pain, and after struggling to get up from the ground, they didn't have the courage to find Basang Zhuoma for revenge.

Yang Hong, who was standing by the fire, saw this scene in his eyes, and couldn't help but be more interested in the nine-character mantra big handprint.

Before, he had seen that Zabu Shi had exhibited the outer binding seal in the nine-character mantra mudra, which could transform spiritual power into invisible chains and bind and seal people, which was a very strong trick.

Don't look at the invisible chain formed by the outer binding seal, which is transformed from spiritual power, its toughness is far beyond ordinary steel, and the composition of this invisible chain is very special, even if it is defeated, it will not cause much loss to his own spiritual power, which is also the most important point for Yang Hong.

He has the ability to materialize his spiritual power, and he is fully capable of substantiating his spiritual power into invisible chains, but the strength of the invisible chains is incomparable to the invisible chains formed by the outer binding seals, and once defeated, the loss of spiritual power is too great, and the gains outweigh the losses.

In addition to being more eager for the nine-character mantra mudra, Yang Hong also has some more intuitive understanding of Basang Zhuoma's strength, and he was originally a little worried, but he finally let go of it.

The outer binding mark that Basang Zhuoma showed just now, whether it is proficiency or points. The number of invisible chains that have been torn out is greater than that of Zabu.

Maybe in terms of real strength, there is still a certain gap between Basang Zhuoma and Zabu, but just by virtue of this nine-character mantra mudra, even if there is no way to help, if you protect yourself, there should be no problem.

Solved the siege of the wolves, Yang Hong and Basang Zhuoma did not choose to leave, the group of wild wolves just now had been frightened, forgive them and did not dare to continue to attack, compared to continuing to find a place to sleep, it is safer here, and there will be no other animals to disturb.

In this way, the two of them walked all the way through the Kunlun Mountains, relying on the map given by the Grand Lama Sanchi, and kept moving towards the legendary Buddha's retreat.