The crescent moon hooks, hanging obliquely in the sky, the evening breeze gusts, and the night is as cool as water.

Ye Qingxuan and the others looked at the little lama in front of them a little sluggishly, and all the good Jiao meat they had saved was eaten.

That's a serving of five, enough to eat for a whole day, especially counting the huge appetite of Ruhua, the guy who was almost recognized by Ye Qingxuan as the world's largest stomach, but at this moment, he was completely defeated by a little lama who was about thirteen or fourteen years old.

Looking at the little lama in front of him, Ye Qingxuan had an extremely absurd feeling in his heart, he really didn't understand, why did he have such a stupid decision at that time, why did he make the decision to kill the killer, but in the end it was such a result?

This little lama is the person Ye Qingxuan noticed.

There is no way, under the dark night, it is like a flower and the reflection of this little lama's head, as dazzling as a light bulb in the dark night, and this little lama's kung fu has not reached the point of being superb, although it is not bad, but it still has not escaped Ye Qingxuan's hellish ears.

The person who originally thought it was the Duke of the Ram touched it, Ye Qingxuan flew up, drank the "chalcedony" and the body was as light as nothing, and only brought a slip of green smoke, at the moment when the great monk was stunned, Ye Qingxuan had already flown up the cliff of 100 meters, pressed down towards the other party, and made a full move in the first move, striving to take the other party's life in an instant.

But at the same time as Ye Qingxuan made a move, he finally saw this enemy who was peeping at his side, and finally saw his face.

The most especially his eyes, which were a pair of clean eyes that Ye Qingxuan had never seen. It is like a heavenly lake on Kunwu Mountain, blue and clear. Flashing with an incomparable look, full of deep and vast wisdom and aura.

It was a fiery eye, full of curiosity, a deep love for life.

His heavenly court is vast, the bridge of his nose is straight, his skin is smooth like a baby, and his eyes are big and cute, obviously only thirteen or fourteen years old. But there is a strange feeling that makes people feel that he has experienced the vicissitudes of life and is full of the wisdom of a sage.

Ye Qingxuan felt the spiritual oppression of the Heavenly Absolute Master, if Situ Lingfeng was perfectly cold, Chu Lingxu was free and elegant, and Vermilion Bird was pure fear and oppression...... In front of these world-class masters, Ye Qingxuan thinks that he can hold on to it for a moment, and he can see the character traits of the other party at a glance, but only today. The person Ye Qingxuan met, but what he possessed was a trait and a spirit that could never be described in detail, beyond all the scope of words.

This is a figure that no one can't see and not be moved.

He can only be described as unfathomable.

And what makes people's hearts tremble even more is that this person exudes an indescribable and incomparable spiritual contagion.

Ye Qingxuan just looked at the other party's eyes, and his own spiritual power was stimulated, and he was raised to the limit. The Lingtai is clear. And the murderous intent all over the body suddenly collapsed, and when he jumped up to kill, the murderous aura that still filled his chest had already dissipated at this moment. And the reason is just that Ye Qingxuan looked at the other party's eyes......

Ye Qingxuan's move could no longer be attacked. In mid-air, all the killing intent and true qi were converged, and the culling turned into a leap.

The little lama smiled slightly. Showing her snow-white and beautiful teeth, she looked at him deeply.

Ye Qingxuan's whole body was shocked, and he was shocked to find that he couldn't have any bad feelings in the face of the other party, as if he was being accused of his heart, and he just wanted to try his best to protect the safety of the other party, and couldn't help but ask in confusion: "What did you do to me?"

The little lama on the opposite side smiled mysteriously, unloaded the huge package he was carrying behind his back, clasped his hands together, and said in an extremely pleasant tone: "Dzongpa of Dami Temple has seen the donor. The donor has a relationship with my Buddha, and it is definitely not what demon method is used in this seat......"

Ye Qingxuan let out an "oh", walked straight forward, glanced at the other party lightly, suddenly raised his hand, and looked at the other party's brain, and shouted angrily: "You TmD think that I can't see it if you use some hypnotism hinted in your heart......?"

The little lama screamed, squatting on the ground with his head in pain, and at the same time looked at Ye Qingxuan with a shocked expression, unable to figure out why his psychic ability was useless to this Taoist priest.

"You...... How do you know......"

Ye Qingxuan snorted coldly, pointed at himself with his thumb, and said disdainfully: "Master Dao, I am born with a talent, and the use of your fart with those fancy methods is ...... Seeing that you are young, Dao Ye, I will not kill you, hurry up and roll as far as you can...... Dami Temple, your people have killed a lot!"

"Don't-" When the little lama saw that Ye Qingxuan was leaving, he hurriedly stepped forward and pulled the corner of his clothes, blinked innocently with a pair of big eyes, and begged pitifully: "Daxia save me, it's too terrible here, my senior brothers who protect me are all killed and killed, only I am left, please save me, if I am alone, I am afraid I will not survive for a few days......"

Ye Qingxuan, who was not swayed by the other party's spiritual ability, looked at the other party's immature age and pitiful appearance, and couldn't help but soften in his heart, and reluctantly agreed.

Alas, it's a pity that Ye Qingxuan can resist martial arts, but he can't resist human nature......

Almost after returning to the cave and seeing everyone, Ye Qingxuan was almost ashamed to dodge everyone's inquiring eyes. And after seeing the little lama eat all the food of several people, Ye Qingxuan's head lowered even lower, like a child who had done something wrong.

After eating, the little lama who was a pervert closed his eyes again and reverently said: "Om, Abir, Ah-oh, Ahbi-ri, Ah-"

I read it once, I breathed it, I recited it six or seven times, I breathed it seven times, and then it was over.

Li Daozong, who was watching coldly, snorted coldly and took the lead in saying, "You said your name is Zongba?"

The little lama Zongpa clasped his hands together and nodded in acknowledgement.

Li Daozong was not attracted by the other party's natural cute expression at all, and still said coldly: "I heard that there has been a reincarnated spirit boy named Zongba in Dami Temple in the past few years. It is said that this reincarnated spirit boy can speak in March and read in June, so he can study the scriptures in a year...... It is worshiped by Southern Tibetan believers as a living Buddha of good wisdom...... Hehe, what a coincidence, I didn't expect the little master to have the same name and surname as the living Buddha, well, he looks about the same age. ”

The little lama Zongpa's face did not change, and he replied slowly: "This benefactor has praised it, the little monk is Zongpa, but in fact he is not a living Buddha, but he has a common heart since he was a child, and he is more precocious than ordinary children." Because I have a good memory, I just memorized a few more Buddhist scriptures, and I don't have any supernatural powers......"

Li Daozong sneered and was silent.

And Ye Qingxuan and the others all suddenly understood a lot, and they didn't expect that Li Daozong had some terrible news.

A living Buddha who is only 14 years old......

Maybe it's really like he said, just a precocious prodigy.

Xiao Zongba did not deny his identity, but made his personality seem more real, rather than a gloomy person, and everyone couldn't help but have a little trust in him. Especially combined with his innocent appearance and the natural emanation of bewitching abilities, it can be said that this kid was born to be the material of a god stick.

Among the crowd, Xiahou Qingfeng was blind because he was blind, so he would not be affected by Zongba's pure and cute appearance, and still asked calmly: "Master Zongba, our brother is difficult to protect himself at this time, and my Chinese clan and your Fan clan are friends and enemies, what reason do we have to protect your life in the most difficult situation?"

At this time, the little lama Zongpa was holding the Buddha beads in his hand, counting them one by one, and reciting the scriptures in his mouth.

Hearing Xiahou Qingfeng's inquiry, he smiled happily, stopped chanting, and continued: "I think that being able to meet a few people hundreds of thousands of miles away from my hometown is the guidance given to me by the Buddha. I can't die, and if I don't die, it will be of great significance to my Chinese and my Tibetan people. ”

"How can you see it?" Ye Qingxuan asked softly.

Zongba's expression was solemn, and he faced this Ye Qingxuan, and said softly: "Because the person who wants me to die the most is the Great Fuzang Master of Dami Temple, Long Satunzhu——"

Everyone was shocked, and Li Daozong asked even more anxiously: "Why is this? Aren't you a reincarnated spirit child? It stands to reason that the Great Fuzang Master should be your guide, and there should be a friendship between you and ......."

The others also looked at the little lama Zongpa with expressions of disbelief.

Zongpa sighed and said leisurely: "I am a Buddha with compassion, and those who enter my three gates should take the practice of the Dharma as their first priority, discipline themselves, and pursue liberation. It's just that the status of the Dami Temple is respected, and for a long time, the monks in the door have a tendency to decline in both the Buddhist precepts and the essence of human nature, and the struggle on the political zhì has become the dominant power of the upper echelons of Tantra. In the face of the increasingly declining atmosphere of Buddhism, the poor monk was extremely sad, and had met with the Great Buddha Master many times for this purpose, hoping that the Great Buddha Master could get rid of the disadvantages of the Great Secret Temple, summarize and sort out the theory of the teachings of the Great and Minor Theravada and the Sutra and Esoteric Teachings, and use them to admonish the unscrupulous disciples of the Buddhist Sect. Pity...... Alas......"

Zongba sighed and said: "It's a pity that the Great Fu Tibetan Master thinks that I am trying to destroy the hard-won status of the Dami Temple for thousands of years, once the evils are eliminated, it will hurt itself and mess with the roots, causing turmoil within the Dami Temple, and even directly triggering conflicts between the five secret sects, but it will make the power of the prime minister rise and suppress us......"

Ye Qingxuan sneered: "What kind of self-chaos is fundamental, I think it is simply the desire for profit, and I am reluctant to give up the current world of flowers...... As for what kind of Buddhahood, cultivation and the like, it is just a tool for Longsatunzhu to consolidate divine power, with your reincarnated spirit child, if you want to call on the monks to take the precepts, I am afraid that it will really attract a large number of monks and laymen to accompany you, which is tantamount to cultivating a decentralized enemy for the ambitious Great Hidden Master, in his eyes, what is the difference between you and the minister of the country who is competing with him for power and profit, how can he not send someone to kill you, how can you not provoke the disaster of killing......"

PS: The third update.