Throwing the stone hard, this stone is not the stone engraved with the secret spell, this stone is just the stone that Lu Feng picked up casually, and even the snowball he pinched up at will, these weapons hit the head of the wolf one by one very finely, and smashed it.

Miscellaneous Lake Len Nuo Mountain, Qianfeng, Lu Feng also did not sleep, he shook the prayer wheel, while often going to the tent, looking at the faces of those who were asleep, to see if they were sleeping soundly, as for those wolves, Lu Feng did not recite the "wolf exorcism spell", everyone was sleeping, Lu Feng had no intention of waking them up, he shuttled through the tent to see if they had nightmares.

Seeing that they didn't have nightmares, Lu Feng was overjoyed, and felt bright, like golden light falling from the sky, the more Lu Feng walked like this, the more he felt joy, it was a kind of alternative, great joy in the state of mind, the more the lotus flower drooped down, the more the great compassion rhyme emanating from Lu Feng's feet became.

Covering everyone's bodies, as for the wolves that rushed in outside, there were already several corpses, Lu Feng surrounded this place clockwise with a six-character mantra to "turn the mountain", praying for blessings, those wolves dared to come at first, but when they came to the back, in every footprint under Lu Feng's feet, there was like a lotus.

Those wolves didn't dare to come, maybe because Baima had passed.

In the middle of the night, the sky was overcast with clouds obscuring the moon, and snow was falling.

At first, it was still fine snow, but in the second half of the night, it turned into goose feather snow, and in the heavy snow, the wind decreased a lot, but warmed up, but Lu Feng knew that when the snow began to melt, it should be a harsh hell, "cracked like a red lotus hell".

Lu Feng said, how can this hell stop in the King Kong Hell?

The more he walked, the more he understood, the more he walked, the more he walked, the more he walked, the more he walked, the six-character mantra was under his feet, as if it had turned into a golden lotus, Lu Feng looked at the time, boiled the butter tea, and smelled the smell of butter tea rising from the pot.

Butter tea must be drunk hot, when the fever is stopped, the ghee and tea of butter tea are mixed together, poured into the bowl, only then there is ghee and tea, it tastes hot, comfortable and proper, Lu Feng used to sit below when other monks became monks of the sixth order, and drank butter tea.

At that time, he didn't have much status, and he sat at the bottom, Lu Feng once said with a smile, "That year of eighteen, at the alma mater ball, standing like a minion."

At that time, I swore with tears in my eyes, you must see me", why?

The butter tea fell from top to bottom, and the top monks, they drank butter tea, which was more ghee than tea, and a big bowl was ghee, which was very cherished, but he, the monk, in the end, came to his bowl.

Naturally, there is no ghee.

Just stop tea, or weak tea, or cold tea, the taste is naturally nothing to say, but so what? Even so, Lu Feng still goes every time, so he doesn't have to pay for it himself, and he still has copper plates, which is a "charity"! For Lu Feng at that time, it was a rare good day.

In addition to such a good day, there are also some big festivals, the nobles of Zongben and Tusi next to him give alms to the monks in the temple, so that he can get some food and alms, at that time, where is there a choice, now, Lu Feng has spent more than ten years, never thought that he would become the person who distributes butter tea.

Therefore, the butter tea must be hot and fragrant, otherwise, the butter tea will be drunk into the mouth, that is, the ghee and the tea are separated, Lu Feng calmly looked into the distance, Baima was already at the mouth of the canyon, and the wolf howl in the distance came with the wind, listening to the sound of one after another, there should be a number of palms, it was this wolf howling sound that woke Lu Feng up from penance.

Lu Feng changed a way of penance, he used the three-strand vajra to find the stone, engraved the six-character Da Ming mantra on it, piled it up into a mani pile, and stacked Mani here, there was no wind horse flag, Lu Feng did not look for the wind horse flag, he began to turn, he taught Baima the wolf exorcism spell, so far now, it seems that the wolf exorcism spell is not very powerful in Bai Ma's hands, it is better for Bai Ma to suck the last breath of these wolves.

It's better to subdue these demon wolves with great courage.

Zhiyuan monk didn't fall asleep, he was also chanting, and he should have words to say to Master Yongzhen, but when he saw Lu Feng who was "turning the mountain", he didn't say anything, waiting for the master to finish like this, and the sky was about to dawn.

Lu Feng stood up, and Bai Ma also walked back from a distance, saying that there were a lot of wild wolves last night, wanting to besiege this place, but Bai Ma was there, and these wolves couldn't come over - until he saw those wild wolves killed by Lu Feng, Bai Ma was ashamed, and he wanted to cut off his ears to show that he couldn't hear the wolf passing behind him, and was stopped by Lu Feng.

He called Monk Zhiyuan over and said, "Master Zhiyuan, it is snowing heavily today, and I see that the weather will be sunny soon.

The tents here are not safe, the Sunrise Temple has been burned, and there is nothing to live in. Although I say that there is me here, I am the host of the Sunrise Temple, but this place is bitter and cold, I can endure it, but you can't stand it.

But there are no stonemasons here. I'm not one who can make watchtowers, so I'll go down the hill and take a look, you have to guard this place well. ”

Monk Zhiyuan said, "Master, please rest assured, if I am here, then this place is here." ”

Lu Feng clasped his hands together, and still left his six magic weapons to Zhiyuan monk, and felt that every time he took a step, the lotus petals under his chakra trembled, and the slightest trace of it fell, but it was just a little bit worse, Lu Feng had no place to worry, and he was willing to go down the mountain to find a craftsman.

Stonemasons, that is, the talents who can be used to build watchtowers, stonemasons, silversmiths, carpenters, and other types of work, are not all free people, most of them are also slaves, is the property of the master's family, and when they meet a generous master, they live much better than the rest of the serfs.

After all, the owner also needs them to do things for themselves.

Only with the identity and occupation of the monk and the carpenter, and the head man and the carpenter, it is possible that he is not a slave, but a free man, and the number of free people in the tantric domain is really too small. In the upper temple, there are many monks, who can paint, can be stonemasons, can be carpenters, they have a craft on their bodies, and their lives are relatively nourishing, even if they are making food, sometimes they can't get their turn, with this craft, it can still be passed down, and it is also a "Dharma lineage".

"I have to wait here for three or five years, Zhiyuan, Zhiyuan, I thought about it for a long time yesterday, why do you need three or five years, I understand, Zhiyuan, do you understand?"

Lu Feng said, and Zhiyuan monk said, "Master, I may also understand a little bit. ”

Lu Feng said: "That's all written at your feet? ”

Zhiyuan monk said: "Okay! ”

Both of them wrote a word on the ground.

"Death".

Who has passed away?

Cessation is to preside over the death of His Holiness,

After reading it, the two of them wiped these words on the ground with their feet, and both of them heard some information from the number of three or five years, every moment of Lu Feng's non-cultivation, his mind was thinking, because he felt that if he had the blessing of the ancient scroll, he could not mobilize the blessing of the ancient scroll for himself, it would be a waste.

In the tantric realm, wasting such a hard-won blessing is wasting the bodhisattva's shadow, which is unforgivable, and now that he thinks back to what Guru Mingli said when he left, he always pondered a taste, "Three or five years, three or five years, Guru, Guru, what did you say about these three or five years?" ”

Is it the three or five years when the host is about to run out?

If it was three or five years before the presiding officer was gone, Lu Feng would not have imagined how he should go back, but Elder Mingli was in retreat, and the only thing Lu Feng could think of was that Elder Mingli had become a big tree in the temple, and he could also shelter himself.

If not, Lu Feng has no backer, there should be a lot of people in the temple who want him to be gone, and even many of them don't need him to do nothing, just ask the former elder Mingli who presided over the Venerable lineage to disappear from the temple, and Lu Feng has someone to clean up.

Therefore, Lu Feng is very clear that he can count on his "Buddha-figure Guru" Mingli Elder to rely on everyone to go by relying on the mountain, but he can't always believe in his "Buddha-figure Guru", he should believe in himself.

"In three or five years, you have to use your resources to grow into a big tree, you have to take the exam of the fifth order, you have to go to the main temple, you have to be true, you have to be true."

Lu Feng said to himself, Zhiyuan Monk only thought that he was unaware, and he didn't notice anything.

He asked Bai Ma to stay here, and he went out with Zhiyun monk's magic weapon, but before leaving, Lu Feng called Zhiyuan, Cuosuo, and a few attendant monks together, saying that it was a waiter monk, in fact, these monks did not have the actions of attendants, but Lu Feng also asked Zhiyuan monks to teach them some scriptures, but they did not serve Lu Feng, but they did not work, but they also knew two words, went to school for two days, and knew words and words, so it should be of great use here.

Lu Feng looked at them, pointed to the tsampa and butter tea in the distance and said: "I will go to the bottom of the mountain to find one or two, today you also go to find this place clean, carefully look for the way up the mountain, and one more thing, you must remember that everyone has a share of today's tsampa, and the same is true for butter tea."

But those who have more physical labor drink first, drink more, and those who have less physical labor must not be given, and everyone must have a bowl, and in the bowl, there must be ghee, and if there is none, I will whip you!

If there is no more, then boil a pot, because there is less dry, do not give others butter tea, you have to stare at it, do not let one person freeze to death, several of you, all followed me here, there are already people under the mountain to fold there, there is no one to fold here.

Taking advantage of the sunny weather, I searched all over the place, and I also went to find two stonemasons to build watchtowers here.

A sunrise temple was built. ”

Everyone worshiped the Guru, and they all said that they would follow the Guru's decree, Lu Feng said that this time he might go down the mountain for a little longer, and he had to walk three shifts at night, and now it seems that the Zahu Lonno Mountain is at least safe now, and there is no big danger, and the treacherous mother has no way out of the deep mountains, and there is no need to go to the dragon's territory, and there should be nothing to do here.

When Lu Feng went down the mountain, he saw that the sky was about to clear, Lu Feng frowned, the window period of this day was inevitably a little too long, and it was a little strange to Lu Feng, and he thought of the "witch cult" sacrifice under the mountain, Lu Feng was speechless, he was thinking about whether it was because of the sacrifice under the mountain.

He kept thinking about it in his head, translating the three prosodic books he saw, and carrying out translation activities with some rustiness, first copying the words he learned from the "Dragon Classic" on those books, and when he met those who could understand, those who understood first, and those who did not understand, he put them down first.

Walking all the way, he came down to the mountain and offered the monk with tsamba, and the spirit of the monk also said to Lu Feng: "You should worship me, you should worship me." ”

Lu Feng didn't talk to him this time.

Why? There is nothing to say, when did he establish the Sunrise Temple, he just spoke to him, just like that, after going down the mountain, the place where the nobles of the "witch cult" under the mountain sacrificed, saw the traces left by the sacrifice, and there was a victory building inserted on the edge of the lake, and this victory building was inserted, and on it was fresh intestines, five internal organs, and skin, even if a lot of time had passed, it was so steaming over there.

Not soaked in the cold.

Even with white gas, Lu Feng stared at this place from a distance for a long time, and then distinguished the direction, found the direction of the river, and walked in that direction, Lu Feng walked not unfast, but when he went down the mountain and then found the place, Lu Feng also spent most of the day, and when it was almost evening, he saw the farm, and looked at the farm from a distance, Lu Feng also felt that this place was a "blessed" land.

Surrounded by mountains and rivers, and there are no military disasters around, whether the disaster has come here, Lu Feng is not clear, he walked into this place, and soon entered the farm, the serfs in the farm saw such a monk, they were all terrified, Lu Feng said that they saw their lord, during the conversation, Lu Feng asked the lord of this place is "Lord Luo Ren", in the early years, the "Lord Luo Ren" family had a big monk, these serfs have seen a lot of big monks, and want to kneel down and ask the monk master on his back.

was rejected by Lu Feng, and when he walked in front of Master Luo Ren's house, Lu Feng looked at the stone wall of Master Luo Ren's house, and said between words: "Master Luo Ren's house also has a stonemason?" ”

"It's miles, it's miles."

The serf who brought him over said yes, yes, nothing else, Lu Feng could see that he was also very frightened in his heart when he faced himself, Lu Feng said: "You follow me, it's dark, I'll send you back at night." ”

The serf was so frightened that he stuck out his tongue and said, "Don't dare, don't dare to ask the master to send me back." ”

Lu Feng said: "I'm the master, what I say is what, by the way, what do you say about the stonemason in this village?" ”

As he spoke, he knocked on the door.

Door.

I opened it on my own.

Lu Feng glanced inside and saw a person, who walked over extremely strangely between the movements, Lu Feng looked at this person's actions, and his face showed no expression.

The person who stopped looking at it seemed to have just tamed his limbs, and he didn't look very smart when he was walking.

Lu Feng looked at the serf and said, "Do you recognize this?" ”

The serf looked at the man and shouted, "Dorjee, Dorjee." ”

Lu Feng said: "Another Duoji." ”

He stepped forward with the serf, and the "Dorjee" had a smile on his face, opened his mouth, and was just about to speak, when Lu Feng asked with a slashed face: "What position are you, Dorjee?" What is it? How many 'people' are there here? ”

(End of chapter)