What do you learn? I vaguely remember that my old friend Sanjie once said, this title seems to be the name of one of the thirteen peaks of the prince. If I remember correctly, it seems to be the name of the youngest son of Kawagebo, the god of the snow-capped mountains, and Facem, the goddess of the sea.

Legend has it that Kawagebo was once a demon king who did all kinds of evil, and he was a brave and warlord who led the iron cavalry to fight everywhere before he was enlightened by Guru Padmasambhava. However, meeting the daughter of the Jade Dragon Mountain God, Mian Zimu, made this blood-stained iron man feel the desire for nothing other than treasures and conquest for the first time.

The crystallization of the love between the two is Bu Zhensong Daiwuxue. After Kawagebo reformed and became the god of the snow-capped mountains with him, Bu Zhisong Daiwu also followed his parents and brothers to incarnate into a dangerous peak, standing on the earth as the guardian god of Tibet.

It's just that this youngest son, who has not suffered much since he was a child, is much more willful than others, even if his body is included in the Thirteen Peaks of the Prince, his mind still inevitably has to go out and wander around to play.

So, on the vast plateau, from time to time there will be rolling snow clouds, the old people often say, this is the Bu Song Jie Wu Xue who can't stay at home and go out to make trouble.

Now, seeing the gray snow clouds in front of me like black clouds crushing the city, I suddenly sank overwhelmed, and my heart also "chuckled" - the point is that the qi around my body seemed to be frozen by the suffocating snow clouds, not to mention that the incarnation spirit fled, and I couldn't even raise my hand to refine the qi and move the reincarnation mirror!

My good man, shouldn't this be, that immortal and strange Bu Zhisong Jiewu learned from that troublemaker, and came to play tricks on all sentient beings again, right?

Unfortunately, Brother and Sharon were born as the side crushed by gods and monsters, and their fate was as precarious as grass ants.

When the catastrophe came, I had to grit my teeth, resolutely followed the instructions conveyed by Luo Quan, followed Sharon's example, quickly untied the yak skin on the horse's back, flicked my wrist and unfolded it, and then against the increasingly strong snow wind, I quickly put a set on the horse's head, and then fixed it firmly with a straw rope, and then rolled on the spot, and got into the yak with four hooves hanging low and lying on the tundra that had given birth to ice and snow crystals.

As soon as I lay down, a gust of snow wind like a ghost crying had already whistled, instantly dyeing the surroundings into a field of ice and snow, but the strange thing was that only the yak that knelt down and worshiped the snow god was within a two-meter square range, but it was not turned into a glacier by the cold.

Could it be that this Uncle Gesang, the head of the pot, really knows how to use the blessing of the noodles to bargain under the naughtiness of Bu Yusong Jiewuxue?

I was amazed that the snow wind had gradually weakened, and it seemed that it had passed by us and gone into the distance. As the wind gradually subsided, slowly, I also felt the qi on my body begin to slowly recover, and just as I wanted to get up, I suddenly heard a "neighing" horse scream nearby!

Not good! Could it be that the feet of a horse who came from a temporary group of five horses, the snow god was temporarily confused, and made a mistake in his busyness, and did not tie the straw rope firmly when he put the yak skin on the horse!

This kind of human mistake is quite fatal at such a life-and-death time.

After listening to the sound of the wind, which had already faded away, and "hearing" the startling cry of a horse that was incompatible with the tranquility of the surroundings, it seemed to have a spirit, and suddenly stopped, turned back suddenly, and roared towards us again.

Seeing such a terrible sight, the horse, who threw off the yak holster and broke free from the reins in a panic, was so frightened that his legs and stomach trembled, and before the horse's feet could react, he had already spread his hooves and stumbled towards the gray tundra without a choice.

When the owner of the horse saw this, he was frightened and anxious, but he could not call back the frightened horse when he shouted, so anxious that he rubbed his hands and stomped his feet, and was restless. After all, the loss of this mule and horse, but the capital of the horses and feet to make a fortune, is like throwing away half of their lives.

I saw that the man hesitated slightly, and finally left desperately to put on a posture of submission, knelt on the ground and closed his eyes and waited for the wide cover of the yaks to fall, and chased in three steps and two steps in the direction of the frightened horse's deep and shallow and shallow feet.

"Basang! Come back! ”

Seeing this, a nearby horse foot who was familiar with him hurriedly shouted, but before he could make a second call, the person had already covered his mouth with Uncle Gesang, the horse pot head who had arrived nearby.

It's just that it's already too late.

I saw that the cold wind was like rolling thunder, and it had already spiraled and waved the goose feathers and snow in the sky, and in an instant it caught up with the tired man and horse, and while passing through their bodies, they had frozen two into stiff popsicles.

Before everyone could react, a dull whistling sound like rolling thunder came from nowhere, and it had already rushed from a distance—and when I turned my head, I almost didn't sit on the ground in shock.

Oh, my God! This is, an avalanche?!

The problem is that there is no space for the surrounding mountains and dangerous peaks to charge this snow wave dozens of meters high, could it be that this strange snow wall that suddenly appeared in front of us out of nothing is really due to the vast power of the Bu Yu Song Steps!

"Get down! Bury your head under the belly of the cow! Seeing this terrifying scene in front of him, Uncle Gesang's face turned purple, and he hurriedly shouted at the stunned crowd, and he took the lead in getting under the belly of the yak that was motionless, closed his eyes and calm, as if he had melted into the surrounding wind and snow, only his upturned buttocks were exposed, and he was like a frightened ostrich.

"Hey, hurry up and do it! I'm going to die! Seeing that the horses and feet of the people who were similar to Basang and temporarily recruited were still staying, the old black monk hurriedly shouted like thunder, which made everyone jump in shock.

I can't use spiritual power at this time, which is equivalent to an ordinary person who lacks mana, so I have to work with Sharon, learn from everyone, hide under the yaks, only show two eyes, and secretly observe the anger of the Bu Song Rank Wuxue who shook the earth and pounced closer and closer!

I saw that the surging snow waves, stirring a thick layer of flying snow mist, in an instant, like a galloping horse to kill not far from us, the carrier of thunder, devastation, to put it mildly, just a person and a horse who were frozen into ice skewers into ice chips!

Just when I saw the snow wall more than ten feet high rushing towards us like a tsunami, and I squinted helplessly, a miracle happened-

When we saw the angry snow waves, like the spiritual snow wind before, rushed in front of us, and saw the yak herd that bowed to the snow god, we turned a sharp corner, brushed the yaks' bodies, and poured down the mountain to the valley next to the ridge.

The whole process only happened in the blink of an eye, until they couldn't figure out the situation, and the frightened people heard that the wind outside had stopped and the snow stopped, and they followed Uncle Gesang in a daze, and when they came out from under the belly of the yak, 10,000 tons of white snow were already like thousands of horses, following the cold wind like the incarnation of Bu Yu Song Jie Wuxue, and ran away.

was taken away by it together, as well as a man and a horse who died in the wind and snow just now.

"Let's go! You can take care of the rest of the mules and horses in Basan. Uncle Gesang looked at the horse's foot who introduced Basang to the gang, snorted, glared at him, shook off the snow on his body, spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm with a "cough", and walked forward without looking back.

The older horse-chaser was glared at by the pot head, but he had no temper at all, so he had to bow his head and order the rest of the goods, take the reins of the horse, drive the yak, and continue to follow the procession.

After the rectification and departure, I picked an opportunity to get close to Luo Quan, who was speechless, and muttered to him in a low voice: "Our pot head is really a god, and we can actually make Avalanche reroute!" Could it be that he really holds the 'blessing' of the legendary god Michaem? ”

"It's the 'blessing' of the noodles!" Luo Quan has been with me for so long, but he still complains ruthlessly about my deliberately inaccurate words from time to time. After correcting my rhetoric in a rigid manner, the guy told me what he had heard from the elders.

It turned out that the old people said by word of mouth that the youngest son of Kawagbo and Mt. Mudsmu, although he was moody and had the shadow of Kawagebo's violent and perverse youth, he was also very fond of yaks.

All this stems from the fact that after Kawagebo was enlightened by Guru Padmasambhava and became a general under King Gesar, the son of Wang Buddha, he has been busy fighting in the south and the north and has not had much time to accompany him. As a result, the lack of companionship had to take the docile yak as his playmate.

Therefore, even if he was furious and froze all living things into ice sculptures, causing an avalanche that devoured everything, he spared the yak only for the sake of the playmate he had formed with this docile species since childhood. Therefore, the old people, as well as those who have been weathered for a long time, understand that when they unfortunately encounter the anger of Bu Yu Song Daiwu in the wild, they must hide behind the yak, so that they can survive.

It is no wonder that the mild-tempered and hard-working yak is always regarded as a symbol of good luck in the eyes of Tibetans. This subtle bond between the powerful god of wind and snow and the docile ship of the plateau may also inadvertently embody the essence of tantra and even the underworld, right? Probably.

In any case, after experiencing this catastrophe, my reverence for nature and the souls of the ancestors who have become one with nature has unconsciously increased a lot. I don't know if this is good or bad for my mental growth, but it did play a big role in helping me calm my mind when I walked through the dignified, majestic and mysterious Thirteen Peaks of the Prince of Meili Snow Mountain.

In this way, I walked with the team all the way, and it was not until I saw the noble and proud shore from afar, and the quiet and peaceful Jade Dragon Snow Mountain gradually appeared on the horizon below the sky, that my mood finally eased.

The next stop is Lijiang. Tomb Hunter East White