Under the cover of the blue sky and white clouds, the Potala Palace is red and white, and the mountains reflect each other, and the tall Dharma protector banner in front of the door dances to the sound of the hunting wind, adding infinite majesty to the Potala Palace.

This is the highest palace in the world, is the incomparable heavenly god palace, is the closest place to heaven, the mountains surround Lhasa, the Potala Palace stands on the red mountain, the five-colored prayer flags on the top of the mountain show the mystery of Tibetan Buddhism, the Tibetan compatriots who come and go in the hands of the flying prayer wheel become a unique scenery in this area.

At this moment, Happy sat quietly on the stone steps by the side of the small square in casual clothes, looking up at the sky, revealing an expression of infinite fascination, if there were familiar Tibetan disciples here, they would be surprised, because they would never believe that the Tantric Living Buddha, who was high up and respected as a god, would reveal such a childish look.

Suddenly, there was a sound of peaceful footsteps behind him, and the person who came was a well-decorated monk, dressed in a yellow robe, extremely tall and thin, with a body like a bamboo pole, and his head was slightly sunken, like a saucer. Compared with the happiness of being light and compassionate and compassionate, this person has a bit of an angry look.

He is the second highest status of the happy Dharma protector monk in Tantric Buddhism, and he was also the happy senior brother - Buddha Wumei!

He slowly walked over to Happy and sat down, his lips and teeth not moving, but he made a dull sound.

"What? Still thinking about the battle in Linhuang Mansion? ”

"yes!" nodded happily and smiled: "Crisscrossing the battlefield, fighting the sword world, isn't that man so dreamy?" In the first battle of Linhuang Mansion, the weak defeated the strong, and then came back to life, how strong is it? How can such a legend not be fascinating? ”

"But after this battle, Mongolia has regained its vitality, if this partial division who is not drunk can continue to play his magic, then the entire pattern outside the Saiwai may be changed, and at that time, I am afraid that it will be difficult for us to survive in Tibet, right?"

"Once the hero draws his sword, it will be another ten years of calamity!" Happy smiled: "It should be like this!" Whether a thousand cups are not drunk can turn their hands into clouds, let's wait and see! ”

Before the smoke of the great war under the city of Linhuangfu completely dissipated, the aftermath of the horror had already begun to spread and ferment.

Perhaps compared to the distant Central Plains, this matter is still far away, but for the entire Saiwai race, it is tantamount to a bolt from the blue! Almost everyone who heard the news was shocked.

According to the city to defend to the death, defeat the 600,000 Turkic army, in such a lifeless situation, with their own strength to recapture the entire outside of the Saiwai situation, a thousand cups of not drunk this name, from today on, just like the young marshal Kou Zhong of the day, so that the entire Saiwai tribes can not be ignored.

After capturing Linhuang Mansion, after defeating the Netherworld Turkic Western Route Army. Zhou Yi finally launched an almost crazy expansion trend: a small number of soldiers and horses attacked from all sides, captured all the small cities, villages, and sentry posts belonging to the Turks, transported all the grain and grass back to Linhuang Mansion, and frantically longed to recruit all the military forces that could be enlisted.

After the Great War attracted the attention of the entire outside of the city, an incomparable behemoth was quietly born in this city!

A Turkic envoy named Tuli waited in the courtyard, and soon after that he was invited in, and for the first time he saw what he had not seen in the beggar tribe that day, but now he was famous for not being drunk with a thousand cups outside the Saiwai!

The young leader was writing on his desk, and when he saw Tuli bow his hand, he looked up and put down his brush, and then greeted him with a smile.

"Haha, I still have injuries on my body in the beggar department that day, it's a pity that I didn't see Brother Tuli, I didn't expect to have the opportunity to see Brother Tuli again so soon, no need to be polite, please sit down."

"The Turkic envoy Tuli has seen a thousand cups without getting drunk."

"You don't have to be polite, sit down, I'll make you tea."

Zhou Yi didn't sit down, Tuli was still standing, and soon after, Zhou Yi simply made two cups of hot tea and sat down and waved his hand, and the other party sat down next to him.

"I'm from a family in the rivers and lakes, and I'm the kind of recklessness in your mouth, and I don't have so many twists and turns in my stomach, so I won't beat around the bush." After Zhou Yi sat down, he spoke, "In the past few months, there have been some misunderstandings and unpleasant things, and now we are both having a hard time, in this case, Brother Tuli can come over, I am very happy." ”

Tu Li was silent for a moment: "Brother Qianbei and the people of the Qiyan tribe are all heroes in the world, even my family's Lord Wuzun is extremely admired. ”

Zhou Yi smiled silently, and Tuli opened his mouth to separate himself from the Qiyan tribe, as a lobbyist, it is really leaky! "So! Since Brother Tuli is willing to talk, it proves that things have taken a turn for the better! ”

Tuli took a sip of tea and smiled, "That's true." ”

"Let's talk about it! What exactly did Feng Yancheng plan? ”

Hearing Zhou Yi's words, Tu Li raised his head and looked at Zhou Yi with a sharp gaze, and then put down the teacup in his hand.

"When I set off, Lord Wuzun brought two things and gave them to Brother Qianbei for a look."

As he spoke, he took out the big box that had been hanging beside him and slowly placed it on the table.

Zhou Yi also spread out his hand and said with a smile: "Is it a gift?" ”

As Tuli slowly opened the box, Zhou Yi's eyes froze slightly, and in the box, it was a human head.

And from the top of the head, Zhou Yi can vaguely recognize the identity of this person, he is the warrior who entered the invention sect with Zhou Yi that day, and the begging department - Red Tiger!

There was silence inside and outside the room for a moment, and vaguely, it seemed that someone's fist was clenched slightly, and Zhou Yi's voice sounded: "What do you mean by bringing this kind of thing?" Zhou Yi's words were calm, but when he said that, his gaze had already begun to become serious and cold.

Tuli was unimpressed and said: "On the 20th, we launched an unprecedented scorched earth offensive in the Burhan Mountains! Those lofty mountains that the Mongols had relied on for thousands of years had been swallowed up by the unparalleled momentum of our Turkic warriors, and it was only a matter of time before Temujin died! ”

"But unlike Temujin's already vulgar Mongols, Brother Qianbei, you are a Han Chinese, and our Wuzun has always respected the breadth and profundity of the Central Plains culture, so as long as "

"I'm going to Nima's !!"

Suddenly, a loud shout was like thunder, and it exploded in the room with a majestic aura. Before he finished speaking, he had already seen the undrunk gaze of Qianbei on the other side, and a cold murderous aura came to his face.

Before he had time to react more, Zhou Yi's roar had already come: "Go back!" Tell Feng Yancheng that his head! I'm going to be drunk for a thousand cups! (To be continued.) )