Jimod stood beside the carriage with an angry expression, "Since my master lost all his skills, after the guidance of Zen Master Puzhen, he has already realized that the old man has already been enlightened. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info He only has the Buddhas of the Western Heavens in his heart, and he has no intention of caring about the war between the two countries. Now that he just wants to take a second look at the terroir of his hometown before he passes away, how can the Khitans not even agree to this request? They first took away our horses, and now they want to kill us!"

"You shouldn't be so impatient, you should come to me first if you have something. Liu Yu beckoned, and the soldiers on the side sent more than sixty tall horses, "These horses are for you, ride these horses, and leave the grassland quickly!"

When Jimod heard that he could return to the grassland immediately, he was very excited, but when he thought that he would leave with his master and the disciples of the Daluer Sect like this, Liu Yu would definitely take on the role because of this, and he was a little worried in his heart, "Liu Shaoxia, if we leave like this, will the Khitans find you trouble!"

Seeing that he could still think of himself at the critical moment, Liu Yu secretly thought that this person could be friended, and felt very relieved, so he said warmly: "Brother Jimod, you can take someone away, and I will handle the rest of the matter." ”

Jimod knew from Liu Yu's eyes that what he said was true, and it seemed that he and his master and disciples had finally been able to make the long-awaited trip back to their hometown.

He looked solemn, bowed long to Liu Yu, turned over and got on the horse, "Liu Shaoxia, say goodbye today, I don't know when we can meet again." If you have a place where you can use me in the future, send someone to the Western Regions to inform me that I will never give up!"

"The Western Regions are so big, and there is a lot of yellow sand everywhere, I'm afraid I won't be able to find you. Liu Yu pretended to be relaxed.

"No, my business friends are all over the Western Regions. You can ask any person and you will find out my whereabouts. Gimod said sincerely.

"Well, then I'll make a note of it!" said Liu, stretching out his hand and patting Gimod's horse, "there's one thing I must tell you. ”

"Please also show Liu Shaoxia!" said Jimod busily.

"Since Buddhism says that 'emptiness is color, and color is emptiness', then it is not a false name. When you return to Tibet, you should not be called the 'Darur faction.'" Liu Yu suggested.

Gimod understood his good intentions, this Darul faction had been designated as a rebel force in the country by the old king of Tibet, and if they continued to walk in the territory of Tibet under the name of their own faction, they would inevitably cause death.

Thinking of this, he said: "Liu Shaoxia's proposal is very useful, since the Gelug faction is extinct now, it is better for our Darul faction to change its name to the Gelug faction, anyway, it is a false name!"

"That's great!" Liu Yu said with a smile.

The two said goodbye on horseback, and Jimod led the "Gelugpa" disciples to gallop away in the carriage carrying Master Nakhaba.

Neither side could have imagined that this parting would be decades long.

After Jimod left the grassland, he took care of Master Nakhapa with all his heart and soul along the way. Although Nakhapa was in a critical condition, he took good care of him and lived many more days. It wasn't until everyone arrived at the river that the old monk passed away.

During this long journey, Nakhapa unreservedly passed on the essence of the Dharma that he had learned over the past few years to his disciples. Decades later, the "Gelug School" was admired and respected by the Tibetan people because of the exquisite Buddhism of this school, and became the first major sect of Buddhism and Tantra in the Tibetan country. They wore yellow monks' robes and hats, so they were called "Yellow Sect", which is a later story.

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After Liu Yu sent away Jimod and the others, he returned to Xie Anniang's tent, only to see her holding a long sword and confronting the head of the seven-wounded old man. Neither side would take a step back, and the number of cases in the middle of the ground was the boundary, and it was close to a stalemate for more than an hour.

The head of the old man with seven injuries has lost all his hair in the past three years, and the skin on his face is shriveled and pale, turning into a skull appearance. Although it has never bitten anyone to death under Liu Yu's control, it has become more and more bold.

At first, it was very afraid of the poison of the golden-scaled puffer fish in Liu Yu's blood, but now it is becoming more and more immune to this poison. When it went berserk, Liu Yu could barely restrain him only by smearing his own blood all over his body.

When it saw Liu Yu returning, it finally didn't dare to be presumptuous anymore, retracted the fierce gaze that stared at Xie Anniang at first, rolled on the ground and on the couch for a while, and ran back to the leather bag used to install it, only one eye was exposed, and secretly peeked into the movement in the tent.

Xie Anniang finally breathed a sigh of relief when she saw this, she put down the long sword in her hand, panted and walked to the side of the desk, picked up a cup of tea, and said while drinking, "This monster is becoming more and more arrogant, I'm afraid that after some time, even you won't be able to control it." ”

"I'm also worried about this, and if my strength is not restored, your prophecy may come true. Speaking of this, Liu Yu sighed deeply.

Xie Anniang's beautiful eyes wandered, and her eyes fell on his strong arms that were exposed outside his shirt, and his bronzed skin was distinct. Her face flushed, and her gaze instantly moved away, "You've been practicing for almost three years, isn't it that you have no effect at all?"

Liu Yu frowned, "It can't be said that there is no effect at all, but the weirdness is really difficult to explain." ”

In the past three years, in the interval between leading the troops to fight, he practiced internal strength day and night with the method taught by the monk Puzhen, and the "Jizhong" and "Qi Sea" between his chest and abdomen were getting closer and closer, and now he is only far away.

Whenever he used his true qi, these ** would interfere with each other, and the true qi would fluctuate and overflow, scattering into his bones and bones, making him miserable. He had tried to separate ** again and restore it to its original state. But after all kinds of efforts, this ** not only did not stay away, but got closer, and wanted to be integrated.

Seeing that it was no longer possible to cultivate internal strength normally as before, a strange thought arose in his heart, "If this 'Jizhong' and 'Qi Sea'** are completely integrated together, and the dead horse is used as a live horse doctor, maybe there will be a way out." ”

However, this is easier said than done. He endured all kinds of pain and tried several times, but the 'Jizhong' and 'Qi Sea'**, which were very close, no longer walked together, just like an awkward little couple, neither too far away, but never too close.

"It's okay, as long as you practice diligently, you will definitely be able to recover your strength one day. Xie Anniang saw that he was fascinated, so she comforted him with kind words. She put down her teacup and poured him a cup of tea.

The tea and her jade fingers reflect each other, which is stunning.

She walked over with a teacup and handed it to Liu Yu without waiting for him to speak. After several years of getting along with each other, although they still respect each other, they are too familiar to know each other.