The Fifth Tantric Dharma King: 35. The Spirit of Ancient Martial Arts (Middle)

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The bonfire outside the tent has been lit, and the fat sheep on the fire are being barbecued, and from time to time the grease drips down, making a "zizi" sound. The inside of Habal's tent was also brightly lit, Zhuo Qiang filled four bowls of wine one by one, followed Habal to raise the wine bowl, and only heard Habal say: "The Venerable Grace Habal will not say much, from now on, no matter where Habal's tribe migrates, as long as I am a member of the Habal tribe, I will believe in the Venerable Dharma." ”

After speaking, Habal drank all the wine in the bowl, then looked at Zhuo Qiang and sighed, "The eagle always has to fly high in the sky, Zhuo Qiang, you are my Habal's son, Habal's tribe can't be rootless duckweed forever, it won't be long before you have to bear Abba's burden, I'm really tired, but now we have the protection of His Holiness......"

The meaning of his words was very obvious, but Zhuo Qiang, the future patriarch of the Habarr tribe, didn't know what he thought, and he looked a little worried. Habarr snorted dissatisfiedly, "Zhuo Qiang, Ali is a lark, then my Habar's son should be an eagle with wings spread on the plateau, what is a Habarr tribe?" My son, you have to carry this whole plateau in your breast......"

The corners of Zhuo Qiang's eyebrows twitched imperceptibly, and when he raised his head again, his face was full of determination, "What Abba said is that the tribe of Habal will definitely be more prosperous." As he spoke, he stepped forward, held the bowl in both hands, knelt down on one knee, and sang a song softly, although Habal and Ali did not kneel, but they also held the bowl high and sang along. The tone was not high, but it filled the tent with a sense of solemnity and sacredness.

However, at this moment, Wei Fei's nose suddenly smelled that strange smell again. He couldn't help but be alert, and his consciousness was released, but he saw the starlight reflected in the bonfire outside the tent, and the singing was accompanied by dancing, and there was no abnormality in the slightest. Shen Nian swept around, and as soon as Wei Fei came back to his senses, he saw that the three of Habar's father and son had dried up the wine in their hands. His mind was not here, he raised his hand and gestured, and just took two sips of wine. Suddenly, his face froze, and then he smiled bitterly.

As soon as those two sips of wine entered his stomach, Wei Fei felt a sudden sharp pain in his stomach, as if he had drunk ice water that had been frozen for thousands of years under the snowy mountains. The viscera were immediately frozen. There was only that kind of indescribable pain left, which made Wei Fei wish that his brain nerves were also frozen. He took a deep breath, reluctantly suppressed the cold intention on the dantian, and then he raised his head even more reluctantly to stare at Zhuo Qiang, and before he could speak, suddenly a cold air floated out of his body, and in an instant, it turned into an ice sculpture.

Habal and Ali were so frightened that their souls flew out. On the contrary, Tashi still had a faint smile on his face, but the smile could not tell whether it was mockery or pity. He also looked at Zhuo Qiang, "In the name of Guru Padmasambhava, entrust your future to Venerable Dangba, is this how you believe in the great god Dangba?" ”

"I ...... I'm just, I was ......" Zhuo Qiang suddenly smashed the wine bowl in his hand, and he jumped up, "The Heart of the Snow Lotus, they didn't lie to me, even if the Venerable King drank the Heart of the Snow Lotus, he couldn't resist it, but Venerable Tashi, although you didn't drink it, they had already prepared how to deal with you......"

"Zhuo Qiang, what are you doing?" Habal snorted, he finally reacted, Wei Fei's wine was poisoned, and it was a strange poison that was enough to restrain the Venerable's supernatural powers, although his heart was inclined to Tashi, but he never despised Wei Fei, but he really couldn't figure it out, why did Zhuo Qiang poison the wine?

"Abba, I figured it out." Zhuo Qiang looked very nervous, his whole body was trembling, and he was also a little excited and excited, "A mere tribal leader? No, what I want to do is the king of the plateau, and they promised me that as long as the two Dharma King Venerables are removed, then the entire plateau will be mine, Venerable Tashi, you alone cannot fight them now. ”

"Them?" Tashi frowned, shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Zhuo Qiang, you actually converted to them, but do you really know who they are?" Do you know what the consequences of doing this will be? ”

"I don't know!" The muscles on Zhuo Qiang's face were shaking, but he suddenly calmed down a lot, "I don't need to know, Habarr is just a small nomadic tribe, it doesn't seem to be worth their attention, and not to mention a Habal tribe, even if it's the entire plateau, they won't care, what they want, His Holiness must know better than me, my Abba's illness ...... Venerable Tashi, I have no choice. ”

The illness of the patriarch of Haba is really strange, Tashi sighed, turned his head to look at Habal, but saw that Habal's face was flushed, and his whole body was trembling, but unfortunately, no matter how he looked at it, he was only excited, not angry, it was obvious that the patriarch of Habar, who had just gotten rid of his illness, did not care about his cause, he had successfully been attracted by the four sons of the "King of the Plateau" in Zhuo Qiang's mouth.

For a moment, Tashi suddenly had a sense of powerlessness, he couldn't figure out why there was more murderous aura in Habar's eyes when he looked at him, just eight days ago, Habal's life was in danger, it was Wei Fei and Tashi who rescued him, but at this time, the patriarch of Haba'er did not hide his murderous intentions, and the blood in his eyes almost seemed to drown Tashi and Wei Fei.

Just when the extreme disappointment almost overwhelmed Tashi's mind, Tashi suddenly perked up, Ali was still kneeling there, her pale face was obviously overly frightened, but her eyes were always on Tashi's body, still so clear, Tashi could even tell from it that her uneasiness was more due to him. Tashi didn't know that when he was extremely disappointed, there was an invisible but real point of light in the depths of his spiritual sea, faintly emitting light.

But when Tashi's mind turned to Ali's body, that little bit of light was as quiet as when it came, and it was difficult to find it again. No one can imagine that Tashi, who inherited the mantle of His Holiness Sakya Tsongpa, the inheritance of His Holiness wisdom, was just about to awaken, but was stopped by a woman with her eyes.

Tashi hesitated, took a step back, and sat cross-legged to seal the seal, he didn't worry much about Wei Fei, in his mind, Wei Fei was undoubtedly the Dharma King, and he had personally verified the power of the silver needle puncture point and the secret word of Zhu You, so he still believed that even if Wei Fei was poisoned by the "Heart of Snow Lotus", his life would not be in danger for a while. As for them in Zhuo Qiang's mouth, he has to take them seriously, speaking of which, they are still the great cause of the thousand-year-old prosperity of the Esoteric Sect, and he has already seen the actions of the red-clothed old lama of the Nyingma faction. (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please log in, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!) )