When Luo Zhuo returned to Zhenyan and the others, he had already changed into new clothes, except for the faint smell of wine on his body, he couldn't tell that he had just fought with someone.

In addition to the old monk of the truth, the three of Luohan, elf and Big Bird were all very curious about what Luo Zhuo was doing just now, but they didn't ask much, anyway, Luo Zhuo wouldn't tell them, so why bother to be bored.

Luo Zhuo has been away for a long time, taking advantage of this time, the three Luo Han finally regained a little strength, after walking in the snow mountain for so many days, they have become accustomed to freezing, and even feel fever, in fact, this is a very dangerous situation, indicating that the red blood cells in their bodies are already burning, and many people who climb the snow mountain are frozen to death in the end.

Luo Zhuo was in a good mood, looking at the red cheeks of the three elves, he flipped his wrist, and there were three more broad bean-sized pills in his hands, the pills were yellow all over, and as soon as they appeared, they exuded a special fragrance, which shocked the elves and others. The medicinal fragrance alone made them feel this way, and they could see how amazing this elixir was.

Luo Zhuo flicked his fingers, and the three pills flew towards the three elves, and the three of them hurriedly stretched out their hands to catch them in their palms, and Luo Zhuo used a very clever force, which happened to fall into their hands.

"Take this yellow bud pill and continue on your way an hour later. Luo Zhuo's voice sounded, making the three elves happy at the same time, although they didn't know what Huang Yadan was, but it must be a good thing, Luo Zhuo was still cold and hot-hearted, and he would definitely not watch them freeze to death.

The three of them took the pill, and according to Luo Zhuo's instructions, they honestly sat on the ground to digest the medicinal power, Luo Zhuo turned around, and just saw the old monk of Mantra looking at him with a smile.

"What to see, you don't have your share, you are too old, this kind of yellow bud pill is useless to you. Luo Zhuo rolled his eyes and said.

"Lord Luo Shi, you are a kind-hearted person after all. The old monk said with a smile, he didn't care if he got any elixir, the three juniors could get exercise, what he valued the most.

"I just don't want to carry three burdens. Luo Zhuo snorted and said.

The old monk smiled and stopped talking, his Tianyan Tong had no effect on Luo Zhuo, but he had lived for decades, where could he not see that Luo Zhuo agreed to Luo Zhuo and a few people to come with him, originally to give them a kind of creation, although he didn't know Luo Zhuo's specific intentions, but he also knew that at this time, they were only good for Luo Zhuo, and there was no need to calculate anything about them for a person with great ability like Luo Zhuo.

An hour later, Luo Han took the lead in standing up, looked up to the sky and let out a long roar, ran to Luo Zhuo, knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times, Luo Zhuo did not refuse, and let him kowtow.

"Nephew of the Martial Guard, has your cultivation broken through?" the old monk asked as he looked at Luo Han with a smile.

"Uncle Hui, with Huang Yadan's help, the disciple has finally broken through to the peak of dark energy!" Luo Han said with joy on his face, he has always been a very wooden person, and he didn't know how to thank Luo Zhuo, so there was a scene of kowtowing just now.

"Yes, yes, you are still young, and you are expected to become a Sect Master of Transformation in this life. The old monk said with a smile.

After another half an hour, the elf and the big bird stood up one after another, the foundation of the two of them was not as good as that of the Arhat, but they did not break through the cultivation, but they also felt warm and full of strength now.

The medicinal power in the bodies of the three of them has not yet been fully absorbed, and with the medicinal power still working, they embarked on the journey again, this time their speed is much faster, if it weren't for the three of them dragging their feet before, the speed of Luo Zhuo and the old monk of Manyan can be much faster, although the old monk is old, but he is also a person with cultivation, and his own martial arts cultivation is even more powerful, much stronger than the three young people.

At a speed that is almost as fast as the jogging of ordinary people on the plains, within two days, their group has crossed three mountains, and at this time their speed has slowed down, after the medicinal power of Huang Ya Dan is consumed, the elves and big birds can no longer maintain high speed, but their bodies have also improved, much better than before, but Luohan, after the breakthrough of cultivation, he took all the weight alone, and he can maintain the same speed as the elves, at this time his muscles and bones that have been boiled since childhood only showed their advantages.

In the afternoon of this day, they once again crossed a mountain covered with more than a foot of snow, and there was no need for the old monk of Shingon to say more, Luo Zhuo knew that when he arrived at the place, the temple that the old monk said had not yet been seen, but in the snow under the mountain in front of them, there was a middle-aged man dressed as a lama, and the man stood there quietly, holding a prayer wheel in his hand and chanting in a low voice, as if he was practicing, and seemed to be waiting for someone.

"It's Venerable Sonam beside the Guru!" said the old monk Mangon in surprise, "The Guru must have known that we were coming!" The old monk Mangon was full of joy, not at all like a respected old monk, but like a child who had been given candy.

"Hmph, the old thing knows how to pretend to be a ghost all day long, and he doesn't know how to show his face after so many years!" Luo Zhuo snorted coldly.

When the two were talking, the middle-aged lama at the foot of the mountain had already seen them, and walked over in stride, he was tall and big, one step could catch up with ordinary people two steps, and he was still walking fast in the snow, and after a while, he came to Luo Zhuo and a few people.

"Sonam has met several donors. The middle-aged lama first bowed, reported his name and said.

"Venerable Sonam, I haven't seen you for more than 30 years, and your demeanor is still the same. Shingon greeted with a smile.

"Mage Shingre, but you are old. Sonam Lama also responded with a smile, and it was clear in one sentence that Sonam had never dealt with people much, where was there anyone who said that people were old in person.

"We'll talk about it later, I'm here to greet you on the orders of my guru. Sonam said, his eyes fell on Luo Zhuo, and said, "This is Lord Luo Shi?"

"No need to talk nonsense, lead the way!" Luo Zhuo said coldly.

Sonam was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Luo Zhuo's attitude, but he still nodded, took the initiative to pick up the backpack that Luo Han was dragging, and led the way forward.

Sonam's physical strength was much better than that of Luohan, and the two big bags were as light as nothing under his hands, which did not affect his speed in the slightest, and if he hadn't taken care of their speed, he would have to run.

Half a day later, the group drove to the temple mentioned in the mantra.

In the depths of the Great Snow Mountain, no one knew that there would be a temple here, and Luo Zhuo didn't know it before, but everyone knew how difficult it was to build a temple here.

This is a very small temple, placed in the mainland, that is, the size of a courtyard of ordinary people's homes, two entrances before and after, there are more than a dozen rooms, Luo Zhuo is now at the door, and he did not enter directly.

"I've already arrived at the door, do you still want me to go in and see you?, I haven't seen you for so many years, but your shelf is getting bigger and bigger!" Luo Zhuo said, not deliberately raising his voice, but the business still spread far away, and the snow on the mountains in the distance was shaken and loosened a little.

Both Mantra and Sonam's faces changed slightly, how could they be so noisy in front of the master's door.

Before they could react, another voice rang out.

"Your temper isn't the same anymore. Come in, it's not that I don't want to meet you, it's that I'm powerless. There was also a hint of joy in the old man's voice.

"Hmph, you bastard, since you haven't left, why haven't you come out of this ghost place for so many years?" Luo Zhuo snorted coldly, and didn't insist on walking into the temple anymore, not caring about the ugly faces of Sonam and the others.

As mentioned earlier, the temple is very small, Luo Zhuo didn't take a few steps, he entered the room, and when he heard the sound just now, Luo Zhuo already knew which room the sound came from, so he walked directly into a room. Said to be in the room, in fact, it was not much warmer than the outside, but there was no wind outside, and in the empty room, a figure was sitting cross-legged facing the door.

Sitting there was an old lama who looked older than Mantra, and his eyebrows were so long that they almost dragged to the ground. Looking like the old birthday star, he looked directly at Luo Zhuo with a smile on his face.

Luo Zhuo looked at the old lama, didn't look away for a long time, and gradually a heavy sadness appeared on his face, "With your cultivation, how can you grow old like this?"