The grassland is different from Yongdi.

The mountain is also different from the mountain.

After all, it is colder on the mountains of this grassland, and the snow will fall earlier.

Last night there was a snowfall, and the whole mountain top was covered in snow.

The fox fur is pure white.

It echoes with the snowy scenery around the mountaintop.

The woman shrouded by this pure white fox fur has a stunning posture, and her body moves in every way, like an exotic goddess stepping into the world in the snow.

Pure and flawless, with a bit of breathtaking charm, people dare not look at it, but they can't move their minds.

It's just that if you look closely, you can still feel that this goddess's body should be light and graceful, but now it is a little more bulky and round that shouldn't exist.

Seeing that Karasuma and Ya were serious about what he said, Fahai stopped calling her a goddess.

Many of the memories under the mountain have gradually blurred with the passage of time.

The voice is soft and beautiful, with a bit of the brittleness of the girl that has not completely faded.

This made Fahai a little embarrassed.

The reason why he still lived in the temple of the goddess before this was nothing more than the meaning of the great witch.

Fahai, who was sitting cross-legged in the snow not far in front of her, raised his eyes to look at the holy mountain goddess in front of him.

As the link that was once used to connect the royal family to the sacred mountain, she was sent to the mountain at a very young age.

Then silently stepped aside.

Hearing this long-lost title, Karasuma and Maya were slightly stunned.

The goddess of the holy mountain serves the witch god, far away from the world, and the ice is clear and jade.

As early as last year, when he obeyed the will of the Great Witch and went down the mountain to 'atone for his sins', Karasuma and Masaa were ready to step down from the position of goddess.

"It's just a woman with Ya, after all, there is a difference between men and women, it's not very convenient, and I ask the Zen master to forgive me."

If you get a daughter, you will be yin.

When a woman is pregnant, her breath is very different.

Karasuma and Masaa glanced at them and didn't say anything more.

If you get a man, you will be yang.

Hearing this, Karasuma and Masaya pondered slightly for a moment, and suddenly asked.

Cultivation has reached his point, and it can be seen at a glance.

In the middle of this gap, Karasuma and Ya raised their heads slightly, looked at Fahai, and apologized.

I have to say that this former goddess of the Holy Mountain seems to be dusty and dignified, but her thinking jumps extremely fast.

After waiting for the servant woman to come forward and spread thick animal skins and blankets on the snow, Karasuma and Masaya protected their lower abdomen with one hand, and Ying Ying sat on her knees.

"Your Highness moved to this remote place on the top of the mountain, are you still used to it?"

The two young waitress who were waiting close to each other, lowered their eyebrows, set up the tea stove in silence, and lit the fire to make tea.

Fahai didn't deny it, just smiled.

"The Zen master is wrong, Heya is no longer a goddess."

It's like a stream made of melting snow in the mountains, gentle and translucent, cleansing the soul.

He didn't ask about the Buddha, but instead discussed with Fahai about the men and women who had children in his womb.

Karasuma and Masaya also shook their heads.

"It seems that the Zen master knows Heya very well."

"Serve tea."

"It's cold in the snow, and I should have invited the Zen master to meet guests."

Step by step, slowly approaching from the house, a group of barbarian armor soldiers hurriedly put down the hilt of the knife pressed on their waists, touched their chests with their hands, and bowed their heads to show respect.

"How does the Zen master know that he has a man and a woman in the womb?"

Your Highness?

It's just that he is a monk, and it is not good for him to discuss these things with a woman, so he can only hold the Buddha beads in his hand and say vaguely.

Now that the Yongjiang has sent someone to pierce this layer of window paper, it is a little inappropriate for her to steal the position of the goddess again.

Among them was her father, who was Karasuma Saken.

"The goddess is polite, it's the poor monk who has disturbed the goddess."

"His Royal Highness is pregnant with a Buddha, and the poor monks come for the Buddha, so they will naturally understand."

Karasuma Kazuya sighed and looked at the arhat from the Holy Land of Daizenji in front of him.

Fahai fiddled with the rosary in his hand and shook his head.

"Poor monks have their own boundless Dharma."

When the young woman in front of her, who had not completely shed her childishness, heard this, her expression showed a little thoughtfulness.

I couldn't hide the stupidity in my eyes.

Seeing this, Fahai suddenly felt that the old immortal of the Great Witch was really a sin.

With a sneer in his heart, Fakai looked at Karasuma Kazuya's gaze and couldn't help but flash a flash of pity.

Compared to this filthy world, this barbarian princess is like a snow lotus blooming from this holy mountain.

Away from the world, not stained with dust.

She doesn't know what the hell is going on.

I don't know what profit calculations are.

is such a woman, after all, she will inevitably be dragged into the game by life.

Ignorance has become an introduction, a wedge for some old immortal to try to get into.

Fahai sighed lightly in his heart.

At this time, Karasuma and Masa, as if they were no longer entangled in the question just now, raised their beautiful eyebrows again, and said a little worriedly.

"Zen Master, will you leave the holy mountain with the child in Heya's womb?"

Fahai shook his head.

"No, it won't."

"The poor monks will guard the Buddha for ten years and teach the Buddha my great Zen Buddhism."

"Ten years later, let's talk about the fate of the law."

Ten years from now, who can say for sure?

Don't say that it's been ten years later, just say whether there have been any changes in the past ten years, who can say?

After all, that champion Hou is a variable in his own right.

This neutron in the womb is connected to his blood and luck, and so is his luck.

Hearing Fahai's words, Karasuma and Ya finally quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Great Zen Temple, one of the three holy places.

She, the former goddess of the Holy Mountain, naturally wouldn't be unaware.

If this Arhat of the Great Zen Temple really wants to bring the child in her womb back to Lingshan, the Great Witch may not be able to protect it.

When the time comes, how will their mother and son be separated?

Karasuma and Masaa were a little afraid to imagine that scene.

For her, although this neutron was an 'accident', she even panicked for a while.

But as time passed, when she could clearly feel a new creature born in her womb, this panic was gradually replaced by an indescribable blood warmth.

It wasn't until that moment that she finally realized that she Karasuma and Maya were going to be mothers......

With a bit of indescribable emotion, Karasuma and Ya gently caressed the bulging lower abdomen under the fox's fur, and the movements were gentle and gentle.

That soft and beautiful face showed a bit of divinity against the backdrop of the woman's maternal brilliance.

Fahai is not surprised.

Because he could feel the aura of the creature conceived in the womb of the woman in front of him, it was almost terrifyingly strong.

Not like a normal baby at all.

Fahai didn't know if this was some kind of hand and foot that the old immortal of the Great Witch was doing in secret.

If that's the case, then the old immortal method is inevitably too ruthless.

After all, giving birth to a Son of God in a mortal body, the consequences are naturally self-evident.

It will kill the mother and keep the child!

Thinking of this, Fahai couldn't help frowning slightly.

Buddhist compassion.

Although most of them are false words about selling fame and fame and selling dog meat on the head of a sheep, sometimes there are too many lies, and it is possible that you will take it seriously.

Raising his eyes and looking at the innocent-minded woman in front of him, Fahai couldn't help but feel a little unbearable.

I was about to say something, but I was suddenly stunned.

Because at this moment, he suddenly remembered the golden cicada relics handed over to him by the Sanzang Zen Master before leaving.

Is that what it should be here? ’

Fahai's heart moved, and he was just about to take out the golden cicada relics and use them.

So as to protect the life of the woman in front of him.

I just raised my eyes and saw that Karasuma and Ya were a little embarrassed, and they stopped talking.

Fa Hai said, "Your Highness has something to say, you might as well say it bluntly." ”

Karasuma and Ya stroked their lower abdomen, and Katsuyuki's skin flushed a little, and her voice was like a mosquito.

"The Zen master came from the south, but have you ever seen him...... His father ......"

The 'he' in Karasuma and Masa's mouth naturally refers to the child in her womb.

And 'his father', it goes without saying, is the now world-famous Dayong champion Hou and the first immortal of Jiazi.

Fahai has been outside for a long time, and he has long been indifferent to the so-called relationship between men and women.

But the woman's shyness that is just like a water lotus is not enough to overcome the cool breeze, which is worth a thousand words.

Fahai understood.

With a faint smile, he nodded.

"I've seen it from afar."

Since receiving the Zen Master's decree, he has walked all the way, watched all the way, and has not been impatient.

Of course, we will not forget to meet the Lord.

Just to avoid misunderstanding, he only glanced at it from a distance, and did not step forward to talk to the sharp up-and-comer.

Hearing Fahai's words, Karasuma and Ya felt their chests rise and fall violently for some reason.

Maybe that's how women are.

For his first man, he is always hard and unforgettable.

Even if the two of them only had that long and hurried absurd night from beginning to end.

But to this day, she still remembers the jade-like face that was far more handsome than ordinary men under the dark moonlight, and the roughness that was hidden under Sven's appearance.

The sky is covered, the earth is collapsed, and the black remnants of armor are scattered all over the ground......

Karasuma and Masa, as they struggled to suppress their throbbing chests, were also trying to calm their voices.

"He's ...... Luckily? ”

The trills reached his ears, and Fahai laughed.

But I also felt a little bit of long-lost beauty from it.

"It is indeed a dragon and a phoenix among people, and an extraordinary worldly thing."

After hearing this, the woman in front of her looked eager and seemed to want to hear more.

Fahai was helpless.

It's just a quick glance, how can you see more than such an intuitive feeling?

I had no choice but to pick out some of the stories I heard along the way and tell them to the woman in front of me.

For example, the position of the Marquis of the title of [Champion].

Another example is the great name of the first immortal of Jiazi.

Women are strong by nature, and she loves to hear these things.

Just talking, Fahai suddenly realized that he had talked a little too much.

When I lowered my eyes, I saw Karasuma Kazumasa, who was originally listening with great interest, and his expression gradually dimmed.

Rebuilding the champion city, the soldiers, the army, why did everything come about?

War......

War with her father, the Khan, and her people!

Thinking of last winter, the fire in Dragon City that made all the grassland people feel scorching and bone-chilling.

And when he went down the mountain, he saw the tribes that were empty and only terrifying.

The already fair skin gradually became pale.

At this moment, she suddenly realized that she had never been very close to the person she had once been close to.

Even from the standpoint, not only is it unfamiliar, but it is still ...... Enemy!

"He's going to take Yongren with him...... Attack the steppe again? ”

Hearing Karasuma and Masa's words, as an outsider, he couldn't help but want to say a fair word.

"When I came, the poor monk saw hundreds of thousands of grassland iron horsemen, and they went south in a few days......"

After thinking about it, I added another sentence.

"It's the same as last year."

Karasuma Kazuya's face turned pale.

Truly.

It all started from the grassland.

Her uncle, who is the Khan of the Karasuma clan, did it all by himself.

Thinking of the letter that had been sent to the City of Champions some time ago about the reconciliation between the two clans, an unprecedented bitterness and pain grew out of her heart.

Is she naïve?

But if so...... So what is the significance of her original act of 'atonement'?

At this moment, she had a faint feeling that the Great Witch seemed to have deceived her.

But the piety of believing in the witch god for many years made her dare not continue to think deeply.

He could only look at Fahai with an almost pleading gaze and pray.

"Zen Master, if you come from the Holy Land, you can't ......"

Words like innocence and innocence, although they look good.

But sometimes it is equated with ignorance and stupidity.

Fahai was helpless.

The chess game of Youzhou and the grassland is not as simple as it seems on the surface.

Even the dragons who seem to be hiding behind are only superficial.

The Wuya Mountain of the Jixia School Palace, the Golden Peak of the Jade Void Palace, and even the Sanzang Zen Master in his own Daxiong Treasure Hall who showed a compassionate face, it was difficult for Fahai to guarantee that he did not fall into the shadows.

So I could only shake my head.

"The general trend is like a tide, and it is not something that a poor monk can stop."

……

After finally making the first contact, Fahai no longer appeared outside the hilltop house.

Let's talk about it after the birth of the 'Buddha'.

It will be a long time to come, so that those ants can be saved from speaking foul language and showing off their power in front of him, the true immortal of the Seven Realms and the arhat of the Great Zen Temple.

The Buddha also has anger, let alone he, an arhat who has not yet become a Buddha?

It just so happened that he also took this opportunity to carve out the Dharma Protector Vajra that he had chosen in advance for the 'Buddha'.

And with the disappearance of Fahai, the smiles on Karasuma and Masa's faces also disappeared.

Seeing that this woman, who was once like a snow lotus on the holy mountain, is becoming more and more unhappy, and her eyebrows are entangled with sorrow.

Tiemu, who was dressed in armor and pressed the handle of his sword to the side, had a flash of pity in his eyes.

Maybe it's because of his young age, before this, Temu Aguta never felt that there was anything special about the women in this world.

When he followed his master to wreak havoc on the grassland tribes and do those dirty and tiring jobs for his master, even if he was a beautiful woman, he always ended it with a knife and did not show mercy.

But now he found out that he was wrong.

After all, there are some women in this world who are special.

Even just standing there, not saying or laughing, is enough to make the men of the world bow their heads and be ashamed of themselves, let alone wave their knives at each other.

Just like at this moment, sensing that the woman in front of him turned to look at him, Temu Aguda hurriedly let go of the hand holding the handle of the knife and touched his chest with his hand to show his obedience.

Not paying attention to the panic of Temu Agu's moment, Karasuma and Ya suddenly sighed and asked.

"Could it be that the grassland and the Yong people ...... Is it true that we can't get along? ”

This question has been bothering Karasuma and Ya for a long time.

She never understood why men in this world always like to use the swords in their hands to turn all the beauty of the world into a boundless sea of blood.

Why do you have to kill?

Temua was a little silent.

He knew the answer, but he didn't know how.

The woman in front of her was born in a royal family and had a noble status, and later became a goddess of the holy mountain, overlooking the world.

In her eyes, most of the world is beautiful.

Even the 'white plague' in the eyes of ordinary grassland people is probably beautiful in her eyes.

She couldn't feel the cold of ordinary tribes and tribesmen, nor could she see the bones of the corpses that had died of starvation on this seemingly vast grassland.

She only saw people killing.

Barbarians kill barbarians, barbarians kill Yongren, Yongren kill barbarians.

But I don't know why I want to kill.

So...... Why kill?

Because...... To live.

To live better.

That's why you have to kill.

Kill others and kill your own.

In the end, no one can be killed!

……

(End of chapter)