2.5 million miles of Tibet, lakes and mountains are unique in the world, especially in some inaccessible places, at a glance, people's hearts are clean with the vast world. Zhu Hanwen and his entourage followed the two great lamas behind them, looking at the scenery and chatting on the shores of mountains and lakes, which can be regarded as a rare calm.

Since Zhu Hanwen met his master in the capital city god temple. One thing after another kept pushing him forward, without giving him a moment of free time, he was running around except for cultivation, either fighting or on the way to fight, and the whole person seemed to be wound up. Although he did not reject this kind of busy fulfillment, his heart was rarely much calmer when he slowed down like now, walked on foot, and looked at the scenery.

I didn't have a clue about a lot of things before, but now I calm down and look back and forth, and I also have some eyebrows. In particular, after talking with the two great lamas who looked fierce and rugged, Zhu Hanwen found that these two had unique insights on both things and the perception of Buddhism, and he was deeply inspired by each conversation. Just like the debate between good and evil that has always made him linger, this great lama named Zhandui told him that good is not necessarily good, evil is not necessarily evil, everything has its cause and effect, you see its effect, but you don't see its cause, why talk about good and evil. Another great lama named Dorje said in a broader sense, this life is the result of the previous life, and it is the cause of the next life, and the cycle goes on and on, and the cycle repeats itself, and the cause is determined by heaven, and where there is any good and evil, it is just that the cause and effect are destined to take different paths. Saving one person and killing a hundred people is evil? Saving a hundred people and killing one person is good? The world is a delusional talk, you and I may be just an image, and the world is just an artistic conception. Your Confucianism has a cultural context, and Wen Ling said, how do you know that you are not the Wen Ling of the writer of a higher dimension?

Zhu Hanwen said something specious, seemed to understand whether he understood or not, and felt that what people said was very reasonable. However, when I calm down and think about it, it seems that people have not said anything. The Buddha is so ethereal, and the rake in his hand is more reliable. If the two great lamas had known that he had come to such a conclusion, I wonder if they would have sent him directly to the owner of his rake.

Once again, they arrived at a leeward place, and the group began to skillfully build a camp, and the reincarnated spirit boy jumped down from the sedan chair and moved his limbs a little sore, it seems that he has been sitting in a sedan chair is also a personal work. Hou Lie muttered to Zhu Hanwen for a while, and then left alone with a stick. This scene will be staged every time they camp, at first Fan Zhen and Yang Yuan would be curious, and then they saw the corpses of snowmen and dried corpses all over the ground on the way to the next day's departure several times in a row, and the two of them knew what was going on no matter how stupid they were. Only the reincarnated spirit boy would be stunned for a moment every time he saw Hou Lie leaving.

This time, Hou Lie did not come back by himself after only leaving the time of the two pillars of incense as usual. Zhu Hanwen waited for a long time, seeing that it was already midnight, he finally couldn't bear it, stood up and said hello to the two Fanzhen and the two great lamas, and walked out with the rake, which was a night. Halfway through, Yang Yuan wanted to look for them several times, but Fan Zhen persuaded him, after all, with the ability and wisdom of the two of them, there should be no problems here, and the reincarnated spirit boy must not have any mistakes. The two great lamas were very pleased to see that Brahman really had such a "general knowledge".

The four waited until noon the next day, when Zhu Hanwen and Hou Lie finally returned, but they were not two, but four, and a big lama with a little boy followed them. As soon as Zhandui and Dorje saw Kampot, they hurriedly ran over to give salutes, calling him "Khenpo", that is, the most respected and learned lama, and Zhu Hanwen did not expect that this great lama of Lama Temple still had such a high prestige in Tibet.

"Let me introduce to you, this is the Grand Lama of Kampot, a friend of my master, and when Hou Lie went out for a walk last night, he happened to meet them and brought them back. Although Zhu Hanwen said it lightly, everyone guessed that they should have encountered a bitter battle as soon as they saw that they were covered in blood and Kampot's pale face. "I forgot to mention, this is also a reincarnated spirit child, and there are alternatives for your reincarnated spirit child?"

As soon as these words came out, Gongpot and the two great lamas' faces sank, and Zhu Hanwen knew that he had said the wrong thing, so he led the conversation back, "Anyway, everyone is going to Brada Palace, let's go together." The Grand Lama of Kampot endured the pain on his body and said, "Buddha Amitayus, thank you so much. Seeing that he was struggling to speak, he hurriedly came over to cast a spell to heal his wounds, and Gongpot was stunned when he saw Fanzhen's supernatural powers, but his injury was too serious, so he didn't speak again, and tried his best to cooperate with Fanzhen.

After a while, Kampot's complexion finally improved, and he stood up again to give a deep bow to Fanzhen to express his gratitude, so polite made Zhu Hanwen feel that this great lama seemed to have some intentions for Fanzhen, and Zhu Hanwen looked at the attitude of Sanjie in Jinlun Temple, and felt that Fanzhen seemed to have something that these lamas particularly valued, and now looking at Gongpot is the same, Zhu Hanwen is more sure of his thoughts. He didn't ask directly, but first asked something that he was also curious about.

"Great Lama, I remember that my master you promised to go to the northwest to find out the news of the Nine Sons of the True Dragon, how did you come to the border of Tibet after just over three months?"

Although Kampot knew that he would ask this question, he was still a little embarrassed, and sneered, "Actually, the poor monk did not go to the land of Sanqin in the northwest, but returned directly to Tibet. It's not that the poor monk is unwilling to keep his promise, but the poor monk just left the capital and got the news of the chaos in Tibet, and the poor monk apologetic rushed back directly, and another reason is that the poor monk actually knew the news of one of the nine sons. ”

"Who? and where?"

"Mocking wind, it's in the Brada Palace. Kampot continued, "The mocking wind likes to climb high and look far away, and what better place in the world could there be than on the cornices of Brada Palace?"

"Reasonable, it seems that this trip to the Potala Palace is a must-go. Zhu Hanwen said, peeking at this unfathomable lama. And Kampot just folded his hands and bowed his head politely, and no one could see what he was thinking.

At this time, Zhandui walked over, broke this delicate atmosphere, and asked in a deep voice, "Khenpo, where is the master who injured you like this, do we need to adjust the route ahead?"

"No need, we have adjusted our way countless times, and the other party should have a way to determine the location of the spirit child, no matter which way we go, the other party will block us in front. Kampot took a deep breath, "The other party can be called a master is nothing more than a few snowman leaders, snow demon kings, and some corpse kings. It's just that the number is too huge, and the poor monks persisted under their siege for three days and three nights in order to protect the spirit child, killing tens of thousands of enemies, but the other party seemed to have no spiritual intelligence, and they were not afraid of death, and they were endless. If it weren't for the help of this old man and this great power, the poor monk would have been consumed in the valley. ”

"They are so tough, how did you two save them?" Fan Zhen wondered.

"That's not simple, when I got there, Hou Lie had already cleaned up the snowman and snow demon above the valley, he first put me down with a golden hoop stick, and then he flew over to clear the opponent's main force, and then put me and the spirit boy on the top of the valley with a golden hoop stick, after the two of us came up, I held the end of the stick, and they dragged the end, and the stick shrank and came up. Zhu Hanwen said proudly.

"That means the monsters besieging them in the valley haven't been cleared, is it?" said Dorje.

"The mountains are all over the field, where it's clean, we promise not to be smashed down in mid-air... Saying this, Zhu Hanwen stopped, "You just said that they can determine the location of the spirit child?"

Kampot nodded.

"You've changed lanes several times and you've been chased and blocked?"

Nodding again.

"How long have we been here?"

"It's been one night and one morning. Yang Yuan rubbed his eyebrows.

"That is to say... ”

Yang Yuan didn't wait for him to finish, he stood up directly and moved his whole body, and then said, "No need, you can take a look around for yourself." ”

Zhu Hanwen closed his mouth and looked around, his right eyelid jumping wildly. As far as the eye can see, the originally bare mountains have turned into a snow-white patch at some point. It's not that it's a blizzard, but the dense and boundless snowmen, snow demons, and dry corpses are advancing rhythmically towards them, and if you look closely, you can also see the snowman leader who holds a giant stone pillar in his hand, is three feet tall, and is dressed in a snow-white daze, surrounded by a circle of ice crystals, wearing a crown made of ice, and a corpse king wearing heavy armor and holding a rusty sword.

The elite monsters were roaring rhythmically, and all the monsters were slowly advancing in this rhythm. After all, these monsters are really not very bright, and if their respective leaders do not maintain discipline, they will start to lose their numbers due to stampede before they are halfway through.

As the saying goes, "10,000 people, boundless, 100,000 people, all the sky," Zhu Hanwen estimated that there must be hundreds of thousands of monsters, even if they all stand still and let you kill, if you want to kill them all, it will take ten days and half a month to kill them all, not to mention that people's meat shields, cannon fodder, long-range attacks, and magic are all available, how can these few people be enough for others to stuff their teeth.

"Where is the straight direction to the Brada Palace?" Zhu Hanwen asked in a deep voice, seeing that the Grand Lama of Kampot pointed to the northeast, Zhu Hanwen continued, "Three Great Lamas, you escort a spirit child, the four of us escort one, let's go out separately, if you are lucky enough to escape, just wait 200 miles in this direction, two days later, regardless of whether the other party arrives or not, the one who escapes will continue to rush to the Brada Palace, you live and die, wealth is in the sky, don't pass by!"

Zhu Hanwen was about to rush towards the pile of monsters, but was stopped by Kampot.

"Wait a minute, the poor monk has another way. ”