The whole Qifeng Snow Mountain is like a pyramid-shaped mountain, and this gap is on the prismatic beams and pillars, facing southeast, slightly facing the north-south direction of the mountain peak wind, so that here, is not covered by the white snow, there is the black rock exposed, I don't know who it is, ingeniously on it, made a swastika representing "auspicious Furui".

The sun poked its head out of the clouds and shone on it, shining brightly, and at the end it formed a seven-color halo of red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and purple, and the center was as bright as a mirror.

This is the Buddha's light, the edge of the golden light shining, glittering, just when we look up to the time, it is a bit of a coincidence, but it is more in people's hearts to produce a sacred and beautiful wish, feel that all their previous hard work, not in vain, everything is worth it.

We looked up for a while, keeping our mouths tightly closed, not daring to speak, for fear that our exclamations would cause the unsturdy snow-capped mountains to collapse in an instant, burying most of the people. After calming down for a while, I realized that the gap in the platform, which looked close at hand, had a vertical distance of about nine meters high, which was almost impossible for human manpower to reach.

This distance is difficult for ordinary people to climb even with the assistance of that equipment, but for us cultivators, it is not a problem.

We almost moved to the bottom of the platform, and then the ghost mother and the little demon first rose up and slowly flew to the top, and after a while, two nylon climbing ropes hung down. The first to go up were the little lama Jiang Bai and the master of Panjue, and the two of them didn't make much effort at all, and they went up, followed by the five ordinary monks who were tired and exhausted.

However, since they were able to participate in this operation, they were naturally well-trained, and they had also received some special training here, so they were able to persevere, tie the things they brought to their bodies, and then slowly get on the platform under the pull of the people above.

As juniors, we naturally asked the Treasure Cave King to go up first, but he just glanced at us lightly, and then it seemed that there was a whole world of thoughts colliding with me, I instantly felt dizzy, as if he was a little estranged from me, and before I could react, I saw the red figure "brush" and disappeared.

I stood firm and searched around, and the hairy trail poked me in the waist and pointed to it, meaning that someone had gone up.

Helplessly, the two of us climbed up to the platform, there are ice edges around it, quite slippery, after going up is also a little careful, and finally turned over on the platform, and found that this place is not narrow, narrow and long, almost 20 meters, the edge is some ice blocks that have accumulated for thousands of years, and in the middle is the black rock we saw before, closely, but it is not as eye-catching as the reflection below.

The five accompanying monks were already busy setting up the field in the middle of the field, and as soon as the saffron flag was raised, a fierce wind blew.

The wind and snow are blowing, standing on the platform, watching the scenery under the mountain, there is an illusion of "seeing all the mountains at a glance".

We didn't know what we were going to do next, so we were quietly doing what the soy sauce crowd was doing, quietly waiting. Soon, Dan saw that the accompanying monks were in the center of the "swastika", and set up a few bunches of silk pagodas surrounded by white hata, and then the little lama Jiang Bai carefully took out a sandalwood box from his arms, walked forward, and then squatted and opened the box.

Inside this box, there is a black irregular stone.

He placed the stone on top of Hada, and then bowed three times reverently, and slowly retreated.

The Buddha's light that had appeared on the platform before began to rotate with the sun among the clouds, and finally moved to the top of the thick pagoda in the center. Then the black stone began to merge with the Buddha's light, and then the light in the space kept changing, imprinting those of us who were next to us in a strange way. I took a deep breath and felt that the Qi field in this space was so rich and pure, with a power that transcended the mortal.

At this moment, I began to understand a little bit that the Treasure Cave Master had to be here, to do this remnant soul stripping for Master Lunzhu.

Because only here, everything is clean and clear, and there is no external invasion.

After placing the Luofu laser stone on top of the Hada Stupa, the little lama Jiang Bai retreated to a distance of five meters, and then, together with Guru Panjue, he led five other monks to sit cross-legged on the cold and stiff black rock, and began to close his eyes, or hold the beads, or turn the prayer cylinder, and began to recite the sutra silently. However, although they read it, their attention seemed to be faintly focused on the ghost mother-in-law.

The demon mother-in-law, who had been standing beside us on crutches, stood in silence for a long time, and when her attention slowed down, she sighed softly, and then began to crouch on the ground, rubbing the black rock, muttering to herself, not knowing what to say.

We didn't hear it very clearly, but from the look on her face, it seemed like she was catching up with an old friend.

It was a long time, and after ten minutes, she nodded several times in a row, then left the rocky ground with her palms, stood up, glanced at the silent Treasure Cave Venerable King, and then retreated to us, holding her cane, rolling up her sleeves, and saying nothing.

Obviously, the ghost mother-in-law's task has been accomplished. As soon as the eyes of the Treasure Cave King opened, like a wheel of moon, his body moved slightly, and suddenly he came to the field, his body clicked, and then in the eyes of all of us, his body began to levitate slowly, and he was top-heavy, and after a while, he was in an upside-down shape, the whole person was pulled into a long line, and the fingers of his right hand were just on the black Luofu laser stone.

When the body of the Venerable King of the Treasure Cave was almost stretched in a straight line, at a 90° right angle to the ground, we all seemed to feel a tremor in the space.

This suddenness made my heart so frightened that it was about to fly, and I looked left and right, only to find that this earthquake was not the realm here, but directly on our spiritual body. In other words, the reason why we feel the vibration is because we feel it mentally, and the snow and mountains around us do not feel any force at all.

In my mind, it seems that he should first recite a scripture and then slowly guide the remnants of the soul inside, but this master is a master, he made a move at the most unlikely time, and in such a way, it is surprising.

When I stabilized my mind, I found that there was a flow of light and shadow, as if coming from the sky, from the earth, from the black Luofu laser stone, countless lights and shadows piled up, rotating and condensing, all of them, the thousands of worlds, overlapped, countless circles appeared in turn, the most sloppy brush, in front of us, there appeared an old lama who was almost empty and transparent.

This old man is none other than Master Lunzhu, who was preparing for the rainbow in the Baiju Pagoda that day.

At this moment, he lowered his eyebrows and was pleasing to his eyes, neither happy nor sad, he raised his head, looked at the circle of people around him, his eyes passed over the little lama Jiang Bai and Master Panjue, and then fixed on the Treasure Cave Dharma King who had already turned over and fell to the ground.

He smiled and did not speak, but saluted.

A violent mountain wind blew through the gap, blowing the remnant soul of Master Lundrup to the ground, with a painful expression, and the Venerable Cave King leaned up and opened the red lama's robe abruptly, covering a large area, and the wind became much softer and softer. He didn't speak, but bowed slightly towards the remnant soul in front of him, and didn't say anything more.

The two may not have seen each other for a long time, but this time they are separated by yin and yang, but they are still stingy with words, but they contain the deep and strong emotions of the old man in their hearts and let them ferment.

After making eye contact, the little lama Jiang Bai and Master Panjue stepped forward and greeted Master Lunzhu.

The remnant soul of Master Lunzhu is no longer able to speak, but they naturally have a way of spiritual communication, and they will not be sluggish after some exchange. We saw it on the side, we didn't speak, but we just felt that this scene was particularly sad, you must know that Master Lunzhu had already shed all the dirt and cause and effect, but he could go to the immeasurable palace, practice for a hundred lifetimes, transcend things, and not be limited to form, but after this twist and turn, even if he can be reincarnated and rebuilt, the road is dangerous, and he may never have such an achievement as he has today.

The world is always unknown, and it cannot be fair.

At that time, most people were almost immersed in this sad atmosphere, Rao is so much Jue and Jiang Bai, both of them, have a certain level of cultivation for Buddhism, but there are still some obstacles, very reluctant, but it is the master of Nalunzhu, his expression is flat, his face is smiling, there is a kind of light and light comfort, not to be happy, not to be sad, to dilute this scene a lot.

After a while, the remnant soul of Master Lunzhu came over to greet the demon mother-in-law and nodded to me and the miscellaneous hairy trail.

For this Venerable One, we all have respect in our hearts and hurriedly return the salute. Unexpectedly, Master Lunzhu stretched out his almost virtual right hand and placed it on the left shoulder of the miscellaneous trail for a while, and then returned to the field, but when he saw that the Venerable King of the Treasure Cave nodded, a spark flashed, and then a large stream of rainbow light appeared, like a god, pushing this faint remnant soul like a mist into the sky, to the ethereal and helpless place.

At this point, the remnant soul of Guru Lunzhu finally completed the process of reincarnation and recultivation without any problems.

Although on the whole, we don't understand very well, and we don't understand the difference between this and the soul returning to the secluded mansion, but everything happened naturally. After doing this, we basked in the emotions of Guru Lundrup's departure for a while, and then we noticed that on top of the white Hada Stupa, the Luofu laser stone was still shining with a scorching light.

It's rainbow light, Master Lunzhu is gone, but the rainbow energy is still there.