Lu Feng walked on the mountain road, once again devoted himself to worshiping the Bodhisattva, he did not have a lot of thoughts, these thoughts include when he was studying the scriptures, the appearance of the Zhiyun monk he met, when he went to find the Zhiyun monk, the Zhiyun monk demoted the attendant monk around him to raise horses, at that time he could decide the death of the attendant monk, what is the difference between it and now?

It's just that he has never been "banished" from the Endless White Pagoda Temple, and he is a great man in the eyes of the monks who studied the scriptures, but because of the words of the presiding venerable, he ended up like this.

What is the difference between him and the attendant monks in the eyes of the presiding venerable?

It doesn't make much difference.

As soon as this thought got up, it was shattered by Lu Feng, he breathed a sigh of relief, one hand held the Gabala bowl, the other hand held the firewood, and the rest of the magic weapons were grabbed by the powerful hands that grew out of his "body", Lu Feng recited the "six-character Daming Mantra", continued to walk along the guide, threw firewood, looked for yaks, and after a while, on this big day, rose from behind the snow mountain, Lu Feng saw the first cow.

It just stood in the snow like that, and there was no movement, it looked stupid and stupid, this yak saw Lu Feng, and it had no intention of running, but a single yak, the temperament was extremely unstable, Lu Feng not only did not avoid the gaze of the yak, but stared at its gaze forward, step by step, full of threat, seeing this, the wild yak's nostrils spewed out a cloud of white gas, lowered his head and rushed over, was held down by Lu Feng's hand, and shouted!

"Buzz!"

Lu Feng shook the central channel, the whole body exerted force, the undersea chakra emitted immeasurable light, Lu Feng seemed to "hate the sky without a hand, hate the earth without a ring", and pressed the yak hard, but he assured that his strength was not too great, and the wild yak was accidentally crushed to death!

He crushed the yak under his hands, grabbed the yak's skull with both hands, and began to chant a mantra!

There is no very special spell, but the wild yak is also very stubborn, and wants to continue to exert force, but it is held by Lu Feng and pressed in the snow, but he does not relax for a moment, stop here, and surrender this stubborn yak! While suppressing, Lu Feng chanted a mantra while saying that the cow had to follow him, the yak was strong, and Lu Feng's strength was greater than it.

"Not yet converted?"

Lu Feng angrily scolded this wild yak, suppressed it with soft muscles and bones, lying on the ground, when there was nothing to do, Lu Feng was relieved, let it go, and see what it should do.

Just when Lu Feng was moving, at the foot of Lotus Mountain, I don't know when a team of people was stationed.

There was a nobleman in a thick robe, who got out of the carriage, he was very well dressed, but he was not the master of the caravan, he was just a little nobleman, he beckoned everyone to start the work of the day, the real nobleman should come later, he came here today, to do some of the first work.

The prayer flags representing the aristocratic family fought up from the convoy, and these prayer flags looked no different from the prayer flags of the Buddhist temple, but if you look closely, the text on it is the "witch religion" text that Lu Feng has studied, which is distorted, it should be the name of a certain great god and witch family, and the monks raised by the big god and witch family came over, they are also wearing monks' clothes, they are also monks, but they are not monks like Lu Feng, they are monks of the "witch religion".

After the defeat of the "Witch Cult" that year, although King Zampu expelled a large number of "Witch Cult" wizards, there were also many "Witch Cult" wizards who left here and went to other places, and for many reasons, the "Witch Cult" also stayed, and these "Witch Cults" have also changed to a certain extent.

Even if it is the king of Zampu, he is not able to disappear the "witch religion" from the secret law domain, until now, the king of Zampu has disappeared, and above the secret law domain is the world of upper-class monks, nobles, and lords, among which there are many lords, who still worship the belief in "witch religion", and above their territory, there are also a large number of "witch religion" temples, and there are also a large number of "witch religion" monks, and the lord can also expel the Buddhist monks on the territory.

These things, usually call others "outsiders" monks, but they are all regarded as invisible, because the lords who can be called lords, and the nobles and upper-level monks are not less people, fewer wizards, and fewer means than a Dafa temple, and it has little effect to denounce them as "outer ways", and if they don't send troops to attack, they have nothing to do at all, as for wanting to send troops? That's even more impossible, no one wants to take that risk.

I don't know who these "witch cult" wizards and monks are working for.

They hung up the wind and horse flags here, piled up the mani pile, engraved the "seven-character mantra" on it, piled up the fire pit, and even some monks stuffed a human bone whistle into their mouths, blowing out a very sharp sound.

There are monks reciting the "seven-character mantra", they exude a strong charm, hooked up the power hidden deep in this land, so that a faint black veil lingers here, in the sky intertwined a dense net, on the big net, there are countless hooks slowly fishing down, those monks slowly from the vine box with a secret spell, take out the plants that are used as tobacco offerings.

They brought out the rhododendrons that grew on the sunny side, the "life and death grass" that grew on the shade side, the peach blossom branches at the foot of the mountain, the pine and cypress trees on the mountain, and sprinkled the exposed pollen on these tobacco offerings at one time, and then they took out the barley, the tea leaves, the ghee, the skins of the tanned cattle and sheep, and other things, and prepared to make tobacco offerings.

On the other side, it is the material for blood supply, and the mastiffs spray a large amount of white gas from their nostrils, and they are almost crazy when they are stimulated by the bloody breath, and they are strangled by the necks of those chaba, not to let them rush out, and there is no such thing as a wild "Wangwang" scream, which breaks the tranquility of the mountain at this moment.

Lu Feng slowly descended from the mountain, staring at their movements, he saw those chaba people set up five-colored tents, and saw a red-clothed monk chanting a mantra while holding a vajra in his hand, tying up the tent, and the wind rose up, blowing the tent to swell, and the monk scolded and told the wind to stop.

The wind really paused slightly, but at the same time, the wind followed the tent to Lu Feng's ear, and Lu Feng could hear that the mantra he was reciting should be a Sanskrit mantra, he was a monk who practiced Buddhism, not a monk who practiced "witchcraft".

The monk began to chant for the big five-colored tent, and a servant brought out incense and walked in advance.

Farther away, on a large smooth and bright stone, the butcher raised his knife and shed his fresh intestines and heart, which were taken out by the monks with their bare hands and placed on the edge of the lake, ready for blood sacrifice.

The monk with bloody hands walked along the road, leaving behind a series of blood-colored traces, blood-colored footprints.

Many monks were holding spells together by his side, and their spells were not the same as those held by Lu Feng, they were holding the spells of "witchcraft", fresh meat, hearts, livers and intestines were released, and there was a "whimper" sound before the creature died.

Transformed into a scene that pleased the fierce god, the blood fell on the large cyan stone, and fell on the unmelted blood.

It doesn't take long for this blood to turn into ice slag, which is the blood supply on a par with the smoke offering.

For the great lords, slaves were also livestock, and in their eyes, people were common objects among offerings, but they were easy to find.

In such a blood offering, it is not only these animals that need to be present, but also eight colors of feathers, and some extremely rare bones, the feathers must be inserted in the "stack", the bones must be placed in the cornerstone of the "stack", and some gods also need special colors of livestock for worship.

That's hard to find.

Some bones were thrown into the fire of the "smoke puja", and the thick smoke began to float, and the smoke puja began on this side, and on the other side, the blood puja also began, and the "dancers" and "shamans" wearing masks wearing heavy clothes and armor also began.

They also began their own performances, holding ritual vessels made of human bones in their hands, making a warm sound, each piece of clothing, which should have been passed down for generations, the sound of drums, the sound of whistles made of human bones, all kinds of sounds fell on the silent lake.

Those armors bear traces of history on them.

In front of them, there were already people who set up "buttresses", behind these "dancers", there were also people with bows and arrows, someone took out the puppet, wrote the name on it, and placed it next to the "buttress", and then the person with the bow and arrow shot the "buttress", which means to expel it.

Lu Feng looked at these black veils and sensed that there was something intertwined in them.

He looked up and saw the intertwined black veil.

Is it the breath of any god?

It was so hot at the scene, Lu Feng saw the yak he was looking for, and the yak seemed to be frightened by this breath, and there was nowhere to go, so he stopped in the carriage behind, which was the carriage that had just come, and on that carriage, there was something different, Lu Feng took a look, and on the imprint on the butt of the horse pulling the cart, he saw the same mark as the "Zhuo Ge Dunzhu" Guru family.

It's not that the two have the same imprint, but that they both have some similarities, "Should it be a great nobleman?" I don't know if it's a Zongben nobleman, or a toast nobleman? ”

Lu Feng thought that he was staring at that place—mainly looking at his black yak, because he looked over, and several pairs of eyes looked towards him.

I saw Lu Feng at a glance and recognized Lu Feng's extraordinary.

After all, in such weather, a monk came down from the mountain, without monk's clothes, covered his lower body with a blanket, dragged a Gabala bowl in his hand, held a leg bone in his right hand, and hung a Gawu box around his neck, just standing on the mountain and watching, followed by seven yaks, everyone knew that something was wrong with him.

What's more, after cultivating to become a water university, Lu Feng's skin was snow-white and calloused, which was the characteristics of the upper-class nobles who were "out of production", "worshipped", and "did not need to support themselves with labor", so what was said in the carriage over there, and a few people walked towards this side, and they should also be a chaba, with many slaves.

Lu Feng also walked downward, and continued to chant the mantra in his mouth, he couldn't save those people, because this was an offering to the gods, and no one would stop making such offerings because of his actions.

Naturally, there is another reason that his Dharma is not so special, if his Dharma is special, he said to stop, these "witchcraft" sacrifices can be stopped, after all, the boat is not big enough, Lu Feng pressed these compassion under the lotus platform, and walked to the bottom of the mountain as usual.

It wasn't until the two of them met that the housekeeper monk respectfully said, "Master, my master has invited the master to come over." ”

After finishing speaking, a slave knelt down and asked Lu Feng to be on his back, and he carried the big monk without boots on his back, Lu Feng picked up the slave, told him to stand beside him and said: "Let's go, let's go, I will stop practicing like this, no one needs to carry me, you can just follow me." ”

When the housekeeper heard this, he thought that this master was an ascetic yogi, and that there were many ascetic yogis in the tantric realm, and if this monk was an ascetic yogi, then it would be normal for him to look like this, and even Lu Feng's appearance was "normal" and "not uncommon" among many ascetic yogis.

When Lu Feng walked towards the carriage, a voice also came from the carriage, it was a woman and three men, the female voice was childish, should not be very old, the woman asked curiously: "Abba, why is it such a cold weather, this person doesn't need to wear clothes?" If only everyone could go without clothes, those chaba would not have to wear clothes, and Bada Yeba would not feel sorry for the clothes on those chapa.

Shall this man teach us how this man can be without clothes? ”

In the middle of the carriage, the slightly older man smiled and said, "How can a man not be clothed? He froze to death without clothes, and even the slave had to huddle with the cattle and sheep to prevent himself from freezing to death. ”

"Then let them freeze to death, Bada Yeba has lost his temper several times recently because of these things."

The female voice said.

The man continued: "Sandro, my little daughter, you should remember that those slaves are property, and you must not let them all freeze to death, and your Bada Yeba is just one slave, and ten ordinary slaves are certainly not as good as one Bada Yeba, but what about a hundred, three hundred ordinary slaves?

Bada Yepa's head is a wise head, and when he is old and doesn't even turn his head, Sandro, we should cut off his head and make his head into a Gabala bowl, Grandpa Ling's favorite Gabala bowl for smart people, Sandro.

They are all slaves, you don't have to have any feelings for them, you don't have to go to the place where you settle accounts in the future, you don't have to go to see Bada anymore, he has some things lately, you don't need to see him. ”

When he spoke, Lu Feng had already arrived, there was no monk's robe, and those people couldn't tell what rank Lu Feng was a monk, a monk walked out of it, facing Lu Feng, Lu Feng faced him, his hands folded, and he also folded his hands to Lu Feng.

The monk asked Lu Feng what was going on.

Lu Feng pointed to the yak that had been surrounded by Chaba not far away, and the monk suddenly realized that Lu Feng could take away the yak with the rattan box on it.

(End of chapter)