Ding Yu turned a deaf ear, raised his feet and chased out. But the short and fat movements seem ridiculous, but in fact, they are light skills, every time they rise and fall, they cross eight or nine feet away, Ding Yu has never practiced light skills, and he can't catch up with running with his feet alone.

In desperation, Ding Yu could only return to the ice cave, and before he entered the cave, he saw Master Basang walking out with the little urn.

"Senior Brother Ding, it's not appropriate to stay here for a long time, I'd better leave quickly. Master Basang said.

Ding Yu knew that Master Basang was compassionate and worried that he would go into the cave to kill the seriously injured Lao He, so he was anxious to pull him away. However, since Humpty Dumpty's deputy flag envoy had escaped, soon Mingjiao's pursuers would come, and at this time, it didn't matter whether Lao He was dead or alive, so he didn't bother to bother much, so he nodded and agreed, and the three of them left in a hurry.

The three of them ran towards the top of the mountain for half an hour, when suddenly Ah Weng stumbled and fell, and then stopped moving. They hurriedly checked, and saw that Ah Weng's little face was red, his forehead was hot, his breathing was short, and his brows were furrowed as if he was in great pain.

"Altitude sickness!" Ding Yu blurted out.

"Senior Brother Ding, what is altitude sickness?" Master Basang wondered. In this era, the population mobility was extremely low, and there were few outsiders entering the plateau, and the plateau people themselves had grown up in the local area for generations, and had long adapted to the high-altitude environment, so naturally there would be no altitude sickness. So even a learned monk like Master Basang didn't know.

Ding Yu wrapped the urn with camel fur and explained simply: people who have lived in the plains for a long time will feel uncomfortable after entering the plateau, and people with different physiques will react to different degrees. Among the three, Ah Weng's physique was the weakest, and he felt uncomfortable before, but then he ran for a distance, which greatly aggravated his reaction, and finally fell to the ground. In fact, it's not just Ah Weng, even Ding Yu feels the pain in his brain, but he has a very strong physique and can tolerate pain, so he can't see it from the outside.

After hearing this, Master Basang sighed lightly, took out the sutra box containing the "Vajra Mandala Sutra" from his arms, and handed it to Ding Yudao: "Senior Brother Ding, please take this scripture back to Zongju Temple on my behalf. ”

Ding Yu suddenly changed color and asked, "Senior brother, what do you mean by this?"

Basang said calmly: "If I hadn't taken Ah Urn out of the oasis, he wouldn't have suffered this calamity, this is my cause and effect. Senior brother, you leave first, I am here to protect Ah Weng, the Ming Sect people are chasing, I try my best to delay for a while, and then take Ah Weng to the main altar with them, I think they will not be embarrassed for a little child, so that Ah Weng will most likely be fine. ”

What Basang said makes sense, if the Mingjiao at this time and the Mingjiao who resisted the Yuan in Yitian did not change much, then Ah Weng would probably be safe. It's just that in this way, Master Basang's life and death are unpredictable. The short and fat deputy flag envoy who was injured by Ding Yu before couldn't find Ding Yu, and most likely used Master Basang to vent his anger.

Ding Yu knew that this was actually the best way for him: after so many days of explaining the Dragon Elephant Banruo Sutra, he already knew how to cultivate the Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong. Then the life and death of Master Basang has nothing to do with him, and with Master Basang's delay, his chances of escape have greatly increased. But for some reason, he just didn't want to do it!

What should I do? What should I do? Ding Yu looked around, thinking quickly in his mind: Do you want to learn Ouyang Feng to jump off a cliff? Not to mention whether a person who does not have a deep internal force to protect his body can use a simple parachute to jump off a cliff safely, even if he wants to jump, there is no vertical cliff with a high drop here, only a steep slope of ice and snow at an angle of sixty or seventy degrees--slow! If the steep slope is slow, it may be possible!

Ding Yu suddenly thought of an idea, he didn't have time to explain, took out the felt tent on his body, cut it into two large pieces with the ox ear knife he carried, and tied the cow tendon rope to make two earthen parachutes. At this time, dozens of figures were faintly visible on the mountain road, and one of the voices floated up intermittently: "...... Can't run...... Tied up ......" was the chunky voice from earlier.

Seeing that Ding Yu was still tying a rope to his body, Master Basang couldn't help but hurriedly say, "Senior Brother Ding, if you don't leave quickly, we will all have to explain here!"

Ding Yu smiled strangely, suddenly made a move, and grabbed Master Basang's numb tendons, Master Basang was shocked: "Senior Brother Ding, why is this?"

Ding Yu stuffed the warp box back into Master Basang's arms, and said, "Senior Brother Basang, watch my movements for a while, and you can escape by doing so, remember!" After speaking, he pushed Master Basang away with one palm, snatched the urn and held it in his arms, and then ran a few steps, and jumped down the steep slope.

Master Basang shouted bitterly: "Senior brother, don't!" but saw Ding Yu dragging the "strange umbrella" on the ice of the steep slope, at first he could still maintain his balance, but then the speed became faster and faster, his pace could not keep up, and he was about to fall headlong. However, as Ding Yu's speed increased, the strange umbrella behind him gradually opened, and finally with a bang, it opened completely like a cloud, rose into the air, and even pulled Ding Yu in front of him.

Ding Yu's feet left the ground and slowly floated forward for three or four feet. As his speed slowed down, the strange umbrella also wilted, unable to provide an upward pull, so Ding Yu landed on his feet and ran again. And so on and so forth, and after a while, it disappeared into the sea of clouds.

Master Basang finally understood Ding Yu's way of escaping, and couldn't help but admire in his heart. Although he is merciful, he is not pedantic, and now that Ah Wen has been taken away by Ding Yu, and the true scriptures have been returned to him, he will naturally not be sent to death again. At that moment, he tied the rope of another strange umbrella to his waist and jumped down the steep slope.

Half an hour later, when the two of them met at the foot of the mountain, they were shivering from the cold, Master Basang used his own skills to drive away the cold, Ding Yu practiced the Vajra Demon Magic Power back and forth several times in a row, until the whole body was warm, and then stopped;

Chasing soldiers, high cliffs, severe cold, in just half a day, from the triple tribulation there is no danger to survive, recalling the time, the three of them have different tastes in their hearts, look up at each other, and turn into a happy smile.

After crossing the Kunlun Mountain, it is already in the territory of Tubo, and the Ming Sect may still have members here, but compared with the state religion of Tubo, it is not the same. Therefore, unless the Ming Sect intends to start a war with the Esoteric Sect, it will never dare to capture the Khenpo of a great monastery like Master Basang in the territory of Tibet. Therefore, Ding Yu and others were also in a relaxed mood, and they stayed overnight at the herdsman's house that day, and continued on the road the next day.

A few hours later, the three of them came to a small town called "Kunlunji", there was a Heli temple in the town, which was the abbot of Master Basang's younger brother, and Master Basang proposed to settle in the temple first, and asked his junior brother to find some chariots and horses to facilitate the journey.

Master Basang and Ah Wen were about to enter the temple, but Ding Yu stopped them and said, "Senior Brother Basang, from this town to Zongju Temple, all the way is smooth, and there are other monks to support it, so there will be no twists and turns." We'll go our separate ways here. ”

Master Basang asked in surprise: "What do you mean by this, junior brother? You gave me the Treasure Sutra and saved my life twice, and I haven't reciprocated it, how can I let you leave just yet?" Besides, the meaning of the Sutra has not been fully explained, isn't it a pity!" Ah Weng next to him heard Ding Yu say that he was leaving, and hurriedly pulled his sleeve and said, "Ding Yu don't go!" He didn't learn much Chinese at this time, and only said this sentence repeatedly in his eagerness.

Ding Yu patted Ah Weng's little head, shook his head and smiled: "I already know the cultivation method of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong. My brother has good intentions and wants to cross me to be kind, and I also understand it. It's just that along the way, what I see in my eyes is completely different from my senior brother. Senior brother, your heart is to the Buddha, everywhere is a pure land, junior brother, I have Shura in my heart, and the world is nothing but a battlefield. The path I waited for was still different after all. ”

Master Basang was still waiting to persuade again, but Ding Yu shook his robe, shook off Ah Weng's little hand, and then titheed, turned around and floated away. Master Basang sighed lightly and grabbed Ah Wen to prevent him from chasing Ding Yu. After getting along along this way, he had already seen that Ding Yu was resolute and resolute, and others could not persuade him to move, so he only hoped that he would be able to realize it in the future, turn killing nature into Buddha nature, and become a Buddha before he started.