After asking clearly that this was the southwest of the Shenzhou Continent, Li Xian waved his hand in the blank gaze of the mildew god and asked him to 'where to come and where to go'.

Originally, it was not necessary to walk for half a year according to the plan, but now it is 'worn' all at once.

Li Xian looked at this destination with curiosity, but what he didn't expect was that next, he experienced the evil consequences of breaking the ring.

I saw that in the green field, there were barbarians painted in green and holding knives and spears in the surrounding situation, so that Li Xian didn't even have a chance to escape with 'Ling Bo Weibu'.

......

Wouldn't it, it's really so unlucky, and after breaking the vows, bad luck continues?

Li Xian, who was surrounded by layers, took the time to take a look at the bad luck on the rune watch, and saw that it was still 4/6, and there was no change at all.

Cut, it's just a small scene.

Li Xian, who looked frightened, slowly turned calm again, but looking at the muscles of those barbarians and their extremely brave appearance, Li Xian, who was now exhausted and powerless to resist, still felt a little afraid in his heart.

"Amitabha, you... Are you barbarians?"

As soon as the wolf skin around Li Xian's waist was ripped off, ignoring Li Xian's smooth body, a group of barbarians were judging the fur of this intact beast, and suddenly heard a familiar 'Amitabha Buddha', and their thick nerves turned, as if they had just seen Li Xian's iconic big bald head, and they were surprised.

After a discussion in the barbarian language, a barbarian leader with the strongest body and an arm that was exaggerated thicker than Li Xian's two legs stepped forward and asked Li Xian in the common language of the continent: "You... Is it a monk?

Sensing the softening of the tone of the arrival, and then remembering the popularity of Buddhism among the barbarians in the southwest, Li Xian nodded busily and said, "Amitabha, the poor monk is exactly."

However, I encountered some unpredictable things before, and I didn't know the name of the place when I arrived here in embarrassment, and I asked you to tell me the strong men. ”

......

A group of muscular savages, without eating meat and drinking in large bowls, and without arrogant speech, whenever they have time, they are holding a book in their hands to read, and their mouths are full of 'Zhihu also', which brings a sense of visual impact that cannot be described in words.

Li Xian thought that he would be taken captive to the mountain by this group of 'robbers', but he was unexpectedly taken to the inn at the bottom of the mountain.

The inn is standing at the intersection of busy traffic, the front of the inn is dark, the cold wind is howling, and it is not good to make people think of it as a 'black shop'.

It is also estimated that Li Xian is a monk, and after these people brought him into the inn, in addition to restricting his freedom, there was not too much harsh criticism.

Sitting in the lobby of the inn in an old but very well-fitting outfit at will, Li Xian looked quite bored on his face, but in fact, he was secretly desperately recovering his strength, so that he could summon the mildew as soon as possible and have a trace of self-preservation.

However, when he recovered, it did not prevent him from listening to the news of this Western Barbarian from the mouths of all parties.

About half an hour later, Li Xian had already determined that he was standing on the land of Ximan, a barren land on the border called Longnan County.

Longnan County is built by the mountain, adjacent to the 100,000 mountains on the left and right, the front can enter the 'Sheshu Pass' of the Tianjin Kingdom, and the county can hold on to the back, it is a natural danger that can be attacked before and defend.

The 20,000 strongest soldiers of the barbarians were gathered here, and the Tianjin Kingdom was not a human being, and 50,000 elites were stationed, and the two faced each other.

Therefore, Longnan County has always been a link between barbarians and human races, and there are countless merchants in it, and the news is also the most well-informed, so that even if it is a 'good luck' inn outside the county, there are many merchants who come to settle down in the dark night.

Li Xian also found that he had a big bald head, just like a 2,000-gas hot electric bulb, and was greatly respected by the barbarians.

After sitting for a while, no less than five rough barbarian men stepped forward with their hands folded and asked Li Xian for Buddhism with great respect.

Li Xian is just a wild monk who became a monk halfway, selling dog meat on a sheep's head, and his understanding of the Buddhist scriptures in this world is extremely shallow, coupled with his young age and too shallow social experience, a studious barbarian may ask him to lie down.

Coupled with the language barrier, even guessing, how can you know what they are talking about?

In desperation, Li Xian pretended to be a dumb person, no matter who came, what question was asked in barbarian language, Li Xian put his hands together and returned a Buddhist salute, and then returned a mysterious smile that the ghost knew what it meant, as for the Zen, they were left to guess.

Sure enough, it's a 'foreign monk' who is good at chanting.

These barbarians really eat this set, and they are very interested in the mysterious Zen language.

Seeing that Li Xian didn't say anything, he finished making up the part of his brain that he didn't understand, and finally bowed to Li Xian respectfully, apologetic as a presumptuous question.

......

A tall and strong barbarian who seems to be full of muscles, but he is humble and studious, but he is a group of self-proclaimed orthodox people in the Central Plains, with a long sword with him, looking at Li Xian with an unkind look.

In the land of the barbarians, it is the place where the Buddha and the Tao really compete, and it is completely understandable that they are hostile to Taoism.

However, this is the territory of the Buddhist family, and Li Xian is no longer the 'bald little mouse' that everyone shouts and beats. As for the small bad luck caused by this group of rotten tomato rotten bird eggs in the inn, Li Xian didn't pay attention to it at all.

Directly ignoring the provocative expressions of those idle Taoist priests, Li Xian continued to bow his head and taste this butter tea that belonged to the land of the Western Barbarians.

......

Since Buddhism is so widely preached in the Western Barbarian region, then he only needs to find the 17th Living Buddha, take the Lama Temple, and ask them to worship and promote the Buddha statue of the moldy god, then he will not be able to get millions of barbarian believers as he wishes?

Since this is the case, then the question arises.

How far is it from the lama temple where the cheap master lives, where is the 17th Living Buddha? Where is the Dragon Mountain, and I still have to go to fulfill the appointment of the ancestor of the dragon?

A series of questions surfaced in Li Xian's mind, and at this moment, a big basin smashed directly in front of him with a 'bang'.

The large basin was full of steamed meat, which looked like pig's trotters, and the braised ones were red, and the top was still steaming.

Li Xian is not short of money, and there is no such situation as eating overlord meals, but he didn't order food before.

And because Fang Cai has not eaten meat for more than a year because he has been accustomed to vegetarian food for more than a year, he indulged in eating a wolf's hind legs, and now his mouth is still a little crooked, looking at the meat on the table, Li Xian has a feeling of nausea and wants to vomit.