"No!" Before Ah Weng could reply, the young monk who had been injured earlier shouted excitedly. Ah Weng has introduced that this young monk's name is Yixi, and another iron-rod warrior monk Jiebu Zhandui is another great Tibetan temple, the monk envoy sent by the Zhadang Temple. The young monk Yixi is said to have been born with Su Hui, one year old can speak, three years old can write, five years old can recite Buddhist scriptures 100 volumes, seven years old can interpret the scriptures, at the age of twelve has become a well-known teacher, and at the same time is also the Asian champion of the Uncovered Assembly.

I only heard Yixi say loudly: "King Jinlun deceived the Mongolian Great Khan with trickery and seized the position of the first national teacher of Mongolia, and we must expose it in front of the Great Khan, so that the Great Khan will not be angry with me and Tibet." Your martial arts are strong, and you will be able to escort us all the way to Zhongdu safely, and when the time comes, I will make it clear to the Great Khan that the Great Khan will not allow the traitor to continue to steal the high position, and you will be rewarded for your ability to protect the Dharma. ”

Ding Yu sneered in his heart: You also missed a sentence, once the Golden Wheel Dharma King is overthrown, you, the AFC Champions League of the Uncovered Conference, can become the Mongolian national teacher. Hmph, it turns out that the monk envoys who came this time, in addition to avenging the monks of this temple, there are also people who are coming for the position of the national teacher of the Golden Wheel Dharma King.

He was about to leave with his sleeves up, but he couldn't bear to be coerced by Ah Wen and gave his life in vain, so he said patiently: "Not to mention that this trip is full of dangers, can you reach Zhongdu safely." Even if you can, do you really think that you can convince Wokotai to take away the position of the national teacher of the Golden Wheel?"

"You must know that after the grassland Mongolian people boasted of being blue wolves, Jinlun's move was in line with their nature of the weak and the strong, even if they didn't say it openly, they were afraid that they would secretly approve of it. Moreover, they had only been canonizing the Golden Wheel for a short time, and if they had taken it away with their backhand, wouldn't they have slapped themselves in the face? How could Ogedai do such an unwise thing? ”

"In my opinion, if you don't want to turn back, it's better to hide in the shadows first, and wait for me to kill the Golden Wheel Thief, and then you go to meet Wokotai and make it clear, naturally you won't lose a piece of paper. ”

After he said this, Ah Weng was naturally convinced, and Jebu Zhandui was also quite moved, but Master Yexi was furious. The Zhadang Temple where he was born was highly hierarchical, and a master like him had to be respected even in the temple, but now he was refuted by a low-status warrior monk, and what was even more unbearable was that in his words, he also vaguely pointed out his intentions.

In a fit of rage, Master Yixi reprimanded: "Bold! You are just a wandering monk, how dare you question the wisdom of the master! You keep saying that you are going to kill the Golden Wheel Dharma King, but the Golden Wheel Dharma King is the number one master of the Tibetan Esoteric Sect, and the Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong has already been practiced to the ninth level of perfection, and there are few opponents in the world, how can you kill it? Don't you want to use this as an excuse to get rid of us and others, and fly away by yourself, and dare not avenge Master Basang!"

Ding Yu looked coldly at this little monk who didn't know the height of the sky, and said: "How do the poor monks behave, you don't need to be a little kid to teach you, the Tao is not the same, if you want to send it to death, I won't stop you, just don't let it go." So saying, he got up and was about to leave.

"Master/Mage stays!" "Don't go!"

The three of them opened their voices at the same time to keep Ding Yu, and Yixi also knew that without this monk, he would probably not be able to go to Zhongdu, so he couldn't bear to be convinced at the moment: "Fang is the master of this is angry for a while, and it's no wonder that he is offended." Since you want to seek revenge on him, why don't you go with me, after entering the Central Capital, how about we go separately and not disturb each other?

I might as well carry an arrow target on my body, and beckon the Mongol soldiers to shoot arrows at me along the way. Ding Yu was so tired of this person in his heart that he pulled Ah Weng aside and asked in a low voice, "Do you have to be with this little brat?"

Ah Weng's voice was soft, but it was firm: "I am an iron-roded monk, and it is my duty to protect my master. Master Ding Yu, you are not a member of the Esoteric Sect, but you don't have to pay attention to it, if something happens to me, please ask the master to send the news back to Zongju Temple. ”

Ding Yu waved his hand impatiently and said, "Since you have made up your mind, I will no longer persuade you." But I don't have time to report for you, and when I kill Jinlun in the future, I can be regarded as helping you take revenge. ”

Ah Weng smiled and said, "I believe in you, Master Ding Yu. You are not even afraid of the evil ghosts in the desert, how can you be afraid of the Golden Wheel Dharma King. ”

Thinking of what happened back then, the two looked at each other and smiled, Ding Yu thought about it, took out a few things from his bag, and said, "The three of you have met with the Mongolian soldiers, I'm afraid it will be difficult to move an inch in the future." There is a human skin mask, a hair cover, a green cloth robe, and some scattered gold and silver, and you go to the nearby town to buy some clothes and felt hats, and come back to dress them up, and the three of them had better walk separately, in short, be careful. ”

Ah Weng took it, made a big bow to Ding Yu seriously, and walked back to the two companions. Yixi saw that Ding Yu was still leaving, thinking of the next hardships and dangers along the way, he couldn't help but scolded out a series of Tibetan words, what "a traitor who disrespects his master", "a villain who is as timid as a mouse", etc., although Ding Yu didn't understand, but he also knew that it was not a good word, he hated this person for his own ambitions, and pulled a urn to accompany him to death, at this time his heart was even more angry, and when he knocked his heel, a stone the size of a chicken "snapped" on Yixi's mouth, and suddenly more than a dozen teeth fell out with blood and flesh, and the pain made Yixi cover his mouth and roll on the ground.

Jebu Zhandui hurriedly stopped the bleeding for Master Yixi, and scolded Ding Yu angrily: "What a rebel monk who disrespects the Three Jewels, how dare you do something to the master!" Seeing the hideousness on his face, it seemed that he was about to pounce on Ding Yu and fight hard.

Ding Yu sneered: "This ungrateful little kid is your teacher, but not my Ding Yu monk's teacher, if it weren't for Ah Weng's sake, I would have killed him with my backhand!"

But Jebu Zhandui finally remembered Ding Yu's previous ferocity of one enemy and one hundred, but he didn't dare to make a move, and Ah Weng mediated on both sides, Ding Yu still let go of the killing intention and went on his own.

After leaving the three Tibetan monks, Ding Yu remembered that he had just been interrupted by the little kid, and he forgot to inquire about where this place was and when it was, but he didn't bother to turn back, so he took up his light skills and hurried all the way to the south.

It didn't take him long to find the people in the village on his own foot, but he walked for several hours in a hurry, and passed through several small villages on the way, but there were only broken walls and ruined houses, and there was not a single living person. On the contrary, dead people were everywhere, some of the corpses had been bitten by wild beasts, some could still see the scars of knives and guns, and some were just skinny starvation. The more Ding Yu looked, the more angry he became, wherever the iron hooves of the people of the grassland went, the slaughter of cities and villages was just idle, and the ordinary people were as cheap as ants. He originally thought that killing the hundreds of cavalry was suspected of slaughtering the weak, but now that he thinks about it, he only hates to kill too little, and he can't wait to rush into the Mongolian military camp and kill him. It's a pity that he didn't even find the way, let alone the barracks.

Gradually, the red sun was setting, and the terrain under his feet began to climb upward, and it turned out that he had unknowingly strayed into a large mountain. He looked at the high, steep peaks, and thought that he might as well spend the night on the top of the mountain, and tomorrow he would condescendingly see which direction there was an official road or a town.

After climbing a few hundred feet upwards, Ding Yu came to a narrow platform, and the surrounding scenery changed from lush mountains to snow, and the sun completely disappeared. As soon as he wanted to settle down on the spot, he found that there was a flickering fire not far above him—where there was fire, there were people—Ding Yu was overjoyed, and continued to walk towards the firelight. Although the mountain path had become narrow and sloping, and covered in snow and ice, he quickly found a place to make a fire.

Ding Yu slowed his steps, approaching cautiously while observing by the light of the fire. I saw that the fire was born in the center of a platform, and there were three people standing next to the fire, one of whom was a handsome young man of sixteen or seventeen years old, but unfortunately his clothes were ragged and he had a lot of discounts. The teenager was looking nervously at the two men in front of him.

The other two were old men in their seventies and eighties, one with white hair, big ears, numerous patches on his body, and a bamboo stick in his hand, while the other was in tattered clothes, unkempt, with deep eyes and a high nose, and a wooden staff in his hand.

When Ding Yu saw it, two enmities came to his heart, these two people were none other than Hong Qigong and Ouyang Feng!