The three of them quickly came back to their senses, and their originally relaxed nerves tensed in an instant, but when they locked on to the person with their fierce momentum, they were all stunned.

Standing before them was not an imaginary enemy, but a ...... Rather, an old lama!

The old man is over half a hundred years old, and the years have left a mark on his face, and his figure is already a little rickety, but against the background of the red Tibetan robe, the old man looks ruddy, energetic, and his face with a gentle smile makes people feel warm and cordial, and his unusually bright eyes show that the old man is extraordinary.

"It's a beautiful night view." The old man calmly looked at the Potala Palace at night.

"Who are you!" Yang Jing asked in a deep voice, his eyes subconsciously wandering in the darkness around him, the old man seemed harmless, but he felt a little unusual from the other party.

Looking at Yang Jing, who was full of vigilance, the old man smiled softly: "Don't panic, I have no malicious intent." ”

"I'm asking, who are you!" Yang Jing's eyes were cold.

"Young people, the Buddha is demonic, there is a Buddha without a demon, too much murderous will blind the mind and go into prison."

"What bullshit?" Yang Jing frowned, he hated others to chew words and sell his knowledge with him the most.

Di Cheng coughed lightly, signaled Yang Jing not to be rude, and saluted the old man slightly: "Don't be surprised, old man, I will make amends for you on behalf of my brother." ”

The old man looked at Di Cheng quietly, his bright eyes were like stars in the sky, and he wanted to penetrate people's hearts. Di Cheng's heart sank, he never thought that human eyes could give people such a bright light, even the evil eyes of Emperor Xi Yu never felt this way.

The old man smiled softly and continued to look at the Potala Palace in front of him: "Do you believe in fate?" ”

Di Cheng was surprised by the sudden appearance of the old man, and was surprised by his inexplicable words, but he still replied politely: "I don't believe in fate, I believe in fate." ”

What is fate? I'm afraid no one can tell, as if there is a guide in the dark. Unconsciously, he has grown up from an ignorant teenager, and there are many brothers and friends around him. But if it weren't for fate, how would I explain the accidents that I met Peng Hou and Yang Jing?

Fate brings them together, fate guides them together, but fate is not for fate...... Di Cheng has no obsession, he chooses his own path, everything is decided by himself, and he is in charge. Heaven let them meet in this life, but it didn't tell them what to do, everything...... Rely on your own hands! Fight, fight!

"The fate of one word is determined by the will of heaven, ethereal, mysterious, can be felt, can be encountered, but must not be forced."

Di Cheng smiled silently: "Old man, you appeared here so late, did you just want to find someone to discuss fate?" I don't know about Buddha, I don't believe in Buddha, and I don't know much about these mystical things. Came here tonight just to enjoy the night view of the Lower Potala Palace, nothing more. ”

"The three of you are too strong, your evil intentions are too strong, your hearts are not pure enough, and they are not suitable for this Buddhist realm, and most importantly, you have no Buddha in your hearts." The old man shook his head slowly, his words were still so abrupt, and there was a hint of regret in his eyes.

"What's the matter, old man, are you here to pull us to be lamas?" Yang Jing snorted lightly.

"Fate is predestined, I was just invited." The old man was not angry, and his bright and deep eyes slowly fixed on Di Cheng's face.

Di Cheng was slightly stunned, and couldn't help but chuckle: "Old man, just say anything about it, I still have something to do, and I won't stay here for too long." ”

He didn't laugh at the old man, but the mysterious and unfathomable appearance of the other party made him feel very uncomfortable, coupled with the magnificent environment around him, it was as if he had suddenly run from the real world to martial arts TV.

"There is a living Buddha in Buddhism, and there is a holy son in the snowy region. The living Buddha appeared in the world, and the Holy Son was willing to ride. ”

"Holy Son? What Son? Di Cheng frowned slightly.

"The Tibetan mastiff is a sacred relic of the snowy plateau, and the snow mastiff is called the Holy Son in my Buddhism. Snow mastiffs are scarce and loved by the world, but my inner sect is the purest bloodline. Walking like a tiger, roaring like a lion, noble steed, brave and aggressive, it is a snow jade lion, and it is a living Buddha mount. The strongest Tibetan mastiff can defeat the five wolves, and the snow jade lion of my inner sect can tear the wolf king and break the wolves. A look of pride appeared on the old man's gentle face.

"I've heard of the snow mastiff, it is indeed a noble divine horse, and the snow mastiff with the purest blood should be more conspicuous, but ...... What does this have to do with me? A thought suddenly popped into Di Cheng's mind, this old man can't be a pet seller, right? But this thought disappeared in a flash, and the other party's appearance of being a master of the world did not seem to be pretending.

"It has nothing to do with you, but the guidance of the Living Buddha and the drawing of heaven have something to do with you." The old man chuckled softly.

"What are you doing this old man, if you talk to the gods, Lao Tzu will beat you!" Yang Jing, who really couldn't stand the old man's ink, shouted angrily, and almost threw his fist over.

But as soon as the cheers started, a deafening roar suddenly came out from the side of the mountain, like a lion's roar and a tiger's roar, like a madness and a warning, but the voice was a little immature and a little eager.

With the noisy noise, a white shadow quickly burst out, the whole body was snow-white, without the slightest impurity, only four such as hook claws with a faint golden yellow, the body is not large, but extremely majestic, absolutely on the word "divine horse".

Roar......

The white shadow appeared, and roared at Di Cheng and the others again, showing even more majesty.

Di Cheng's eyes lit up, and he was immediately attracted by this beast the size of a wolf, such a fierce beast.

Then a large number of lamas who ran out saluted respectfully to the old man, and said in Tibetan language, as if to express their apologies to the old man.

The old man walked towards the white beast, gently stroked the other party's lion-like hair, but was thrown away by the other party with some irritation, whined and warned a few times, and "looked" at Di Cheng again.

Slightly stunned, the old man suddenly raised his head and laughed: "This number is determined by heaven, a generation of twins, one son recognizes the living Buddha, and the other son is a hero." Days, that's days! ”

Roar......

After looking at each other for a moment, the white beast suddenly went berserk, its four claws slapped the ground, with a faint trembling, and its majestic body pounced on it, and the pan-gold claws flashed coldly, tearing towards Di Cheng!

Like a tiger pounces on food, like a lion fighting the enemy, the power is terrifying!

"Good livestock!" Yang Jing shouted angrily and rushed forward, but at the moment he moved, Di Cheng moved at the same time, his footsteps twisted, and he rushed forward with a bounce.

"I'm coming!" With a long roar, Di Cheng's eyes locked on the white beast like an eagle, and his palms swiped and danced the debut palm print, brazenly facing the attack.

Bang bang bang!

The strong palms forcefully opened the opponent's claws, and the footsteps twisted, and they spun and staggered.

The white beast fell to the bottom heavily, but its majestic body did not stop at all, and it flexibly turned back and hit again, waving its claws with a strong sense of strength and fierce momentum, constantly scurrying and pounced.

The terrifying momentum made all the surrounding lamas change color, and they retreated ten steps away in shock, they had never seen the white beast so mad and powerful. If you hadn't taken care of each other day and night, you would have been familiar with each other, and maybe you would have been paralyzed with fright.

The white beast is extremely brave, whether it is the roaring momentum, the strength of the bravery, or the flexibility and speed of the body, it is not much different from the steppe wolf king.

The figure flew over, and after several fights, Di Cheng laughed loudly, his hands suddenly strengthened, and he quickly probed in like lightning, and with a snap, he accurately buckled the white beast's claws. At the same time, he flicked his feet and bounced off the white beast's powerful hind legs, knocking it to the ground.

Roar......

The white beast struggled, and the four golden claws struggled to move, but Di Cheng couldn't let go, and his whole body exerted his strength to crush it to death.

It took a full five minutes before the white beast gradually gave up struggling, and its chest continued to rise and fall, as if it had exhausted its strength. It was also at this time that the white beast's eyes, which had been trembling from beginning to end, suddenly opened, and the inky jade-like eyes first flashed a few traces of dazedness, and then settled directly on Di Cheng.

The tense body gradually relaxed, and after looking at each other for a long time, the white beast's head suddenly arched Di Cheng, and he never resisted again. The obedient appearance is completely different from the previous ferocity, but the eyes that open are still arrogant and stubborn.

"As expected, congratulations." The old man smiled and nodded, and the rest of the lamas exchanged surprised looks, and they also bowed one after another, as if to send congratulations.

Di Cheng let go of the white beast, patted the dirt on its body, and rubbed the thick long hair on its head. "This is the snow mastiff, the holy son of Buddhism in your mouth, the snow jade lion?"

"Exactly, but now it's yours."

Di Cheng raised his eyebrows and looked at the old man, and said with a chuckle: "I like this little guy very much, but I don't want to accept other people's gifts without knowing it, and it comes so abruptly." ”