Chapter 110: Fighting in the Snow
When the Indian killer saw Li Peicheng again, it was obvious that there was a wave of fear in his heart, because his determined and fanatical gaze had drifted. But it was only a momentary thing, his gaze regained firmness, and even revealed his deep contempt and disdain for Li Peicheng.
Li Peicheng also glanced at the Indian killer with contempt, even if his mental power is strong, what can he do, can he be stronger than himself?
Suddenly, the surrounding temperature seemed to drop suddenly, and Li Peicheng's cold gaze shot straight towards the killer like electricity, unconcealing the murderous intent in his heart.
The killer was startled, his gaze flickered again, and a gap appeared in his mind. At this moment, Li Peicheng's cold gaze suddenly changed, becoming gentle like water, and becoming demagogic.
In an instant, the Indian killer felt that his heart had fallen into one whirlpool after another, and he could no longer get out of it, and his gaze became glazed, like a walking dead who had lost his soul.
Ling Yue and the three of them looked at the changes in front of them in disbelief, and secretly exclaimed.
When the Indian killer came to his senses, he saw the contempt in Li Peicheng's eyes, and saw the sneer on the corner of Ling Yue's mouth, he knew that everything was over, and he must have said everything that should not be said.
After a few days, Ling Yue finally found some clues based on the confession of the Indian killer, and locked the destination in the most majestic and tall Himalayas in the world.
This is the first time Li Peicheng has set foot in this land of ice and snow. Everywhere you look, you can see the beauty of the glacier. Ice towers are of various shapes, magnificent and rare, and glacial landforms such as ice walls, ice cirques, ice mushrooms, horn peaks, and blade ridges appear in front of you from time to time.
Walking on the main ridge of the Himalayas, it is like entering another planet other than Earth, a land of crystals. The snow-capped peaks rising from the ground are all over the place, and the peaks are towering into the clouds, raising their heads to the sky. People and cars often walk in the fog, giving people the feeling that there is a sky outside the sky.
Unconsciously, Li Peicheng felt that his state of mind was spotless, although he did not deliberately cultivate, but inadvertently found that he had broken through a acupoint and was one step closer to the innate realm.
Pulan County in Tibetan Province is located in the valley of the Peacock River, surrounded by steep snow-capped mountains, under which are the accumulation layers formed by weathered gravel and yellow sand, with undulating and vertical ravines.
The ocean monsoon from the Bay of Bengal blows across the Himalayas, bringing a humid climate here. The vast oases are embedded in the Peacock River valley like emeralds, and the scattered and orderly villages, the smoke of the cooking, the shepherd boys driving the cattle and sheep, and the old people turning the menstruation, make people seem to come to a paradise, just like the legendary Shangri-La.
Li Peicheng and the four of them walked all the way east along the village, and when they passed through the county town of Pulan, they could see brightly dressed Nepalese girls looking at them with curious eyes, and from time to time they could see those pilgrims from India and Nepal who were disdainful of them.
Ling Yue told Li Peicheng that Pulan County is one of the holy places of Buddhism in Tibetan Province. There are scenic spots such as the famous sacred mountain "Kailash" and the holy lake "Mapanyongcuo". The "Holy Lake" is the mythical and legendary "West Tianyao Pond". Due to the mystery and attraction of the "sacred mountain" and "sacred lake", Puran has become a holy place for domestic and foreign tourists and pilgrims. Since it is adjacent to Nepal and India, there are many people from Nepal and India.
Namunani Peak towers high above the earth like the goddess of ice and snow, looking down on Pulan County, which sits beneath her feet.
At this time, it is the warm season, and between the blue sky and clear water, the grass is like a roll of green velvet carpet, wrapped around the bottom of the peak. From the meadows up to the snowy peaks, dark granite rocks stand majestically, creating a rich landscape of layers and colour contrasts. Above the snowy peaks is a world of snow and ice.
When Li Peicheng and the four of them just arrived at the bottom of the mountain peak, they saw a waterfall-like avalanche cascading down more than 1,000 meters from a distance, splashing clouds of misty snow mist, and a low roar echoing in the valley. Although it is seen from a distance, it is also thrilling.
At the foot of the mountain, in a remote place, sits a house. A shriveled old man, bored leaning against the gate of the yard basking in the sun, his eyes slightly squinted into the distance, as if waiting for his relatives to come home.
No one would pay attention to such an old man, and neither did Li Peicheng and the others. They still wander around the foothills of Namunani Peak, hoping to find clues.
It's just that when Li Peicheng passed by the old man, he saw a sharp light flash in the old man's eyes, a gaze that should not belong to such a shriveled old man. That gaze reminded Li Peicheng of the Indian killer, an ordinary person, but with unusual eyes.
Li Peicheng and Ling Yue continued to walk in front of the house as if nothing had happened.
When he arrived at a place where he couldn't see the house, Li Peicheng waved his hand.
"That old man had a problem just now. Li Peicheng said in a deep voice.
Almost at this time, the old man stood up and entered the house.
The night was silent, and a dark shadow flew towards a house like a ghost. Nearly a kilometer away from the house, in three different directions, three black muzzles were aimed at the house, and Ling Yue and the three of them were like lurking poisonous snakes, lying motionless on the ground, paying attention to the movement of the black shadow.
In a very inconspicuous place, Li Peicheng saw a poisonous scorpion pattern. Li Peicheng was overjoyed and knew that he should find the right place.
Suddenly, Li Peicheng's ears sounded with a Sanskrit sound that made people lose their will to fight.
The Sanskrit sound is like a person attaching to your ear and making a dream sound, urging people to sleep.
Li Peicheng's fierce gaze gradually became blurred, and his steps were slow and confused.
Three bald old monks suddenly came out of the darkness, two Indian monks, one fat and one thin, one Tibetan lama, and the old man was not there during the day. Although the three of them are a little old, their eyes are like torches, and they can still make people feel the sharpness of their gaze in the dark.
An Indian monk said something that Li Peicheng couldn't understand, and then a cruel smile appeared on his face, and his hand formed a lotus seal, like Li Peicheng's head slammed straight away.
Just as the three monks were waiting to see Li Peicheng fall obediently, all of a sudden, Li Peicheng's dull eyes returned to clarity, and a sneer crossed the corner of his mouth.
"Hmph, it's just a small skill of carving insects!"
The faces of the three monks changed suddenly, and the Indian monks who attacked Li Peicheng were even more like ghosts, their fat bodies retreated like the wind, and almost at the same time, the other two old monks let out a dull low cry, and their hands were sealed to attack Li Peicheng.
Li Peicheng swept an afterimage in the air, and the arrow went straight to the fat monk.
Li Peicheng's fists landed firmly on the fat monk's belly. However, the place where the fist fell was like cotton, Li Peicheng was shocked, and he knew that it was going to be bad.
But at this time, he was no longer allowed to think about it, because the two cold energies behind him were approaching, and while the fat monk on the opposite side was bleeding a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, a hideous smile flashed on his face, and he stopped abruptly and attacked Li Peicheng in the opposite direction.
Li Peicheng kicked his toes to the ground violently, and the whole person immediately rose into the sky like a sharp sword.
A big hole was knocked out of the roof, and Li Peicheng sped away like an eagle towards the Namuni Peak in the distance.
Almost at the same time, two monks and a lama rushed out of the roof and pursued Li Peicheng.
The faces of the three Ling Yue in the distance changed suddenly, Ling Yue hesitated for a moment, and immediately decisively ordered to retreat. It's clear that this level of combat is beyond their reach. And the direction Li Peicheng chose was Namuni Peak, which also showed that he didn't want the three of them to interfere, and even asked them to retreat immediately.
On the snowy mountain, there are four black dots moving rapidly, and soon disappear into the long snow, never to be seen again.
Li Peicheng secretly complained, he never thought that a killer organization would have such a powerful martial arts master. Although everyone is inferior to him, as soon as the three of them join forces, Li Peicheng will be invincible.
Li Peicheng flew higher and higher, and the cold wind already felt even biting to him, but fortunately, Li Peicheng's skills were really higher than them, and he quickly got rid of them.
Seeing that Li Peicheng had lost his trace, the three of them prepared to go down the mountain with hatred. Suddenly, a black shadow flashed in front of them, and the three of them immediately subcontracted forward.
The two Indian monks were more skilled and walked almost side by side, and the lama was a little slower.
Suddenly, Li Peicheng in front turned around suddenly, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Almost at the same time, a bad feeling rose in the hearts of the three of them, but their bodies were still moving forward.
The two Indian monks let out a loud cry at the same time, and the lama stopped suddenly, horrified to find the two Indian monks scurrying around in the snow like headless flies.
"Five Elements Gate!" the lama blurted out in shock.
Li Peicheng smiled coldly, but he didn't explain, let out a tiger roar, and suddenly the whole person flew towards the lama like a tiger.
The lama's strength was already inferior to Li Peicheng, and he made a panicked move, immediately dwarfed by it, and retreated again and again.
Li Peicheng didn't dare to relax in the slightest, he knew very well that the formation could only trap the two of them for a while. Hands struck out one after another.
The lama was horrified to find that Li Peicheng's hands contained infinite changes, and he was indescribably difficult and passive to deal with.
Li Peicheng's arms suddenly went around the lama's somewhat dry arms like snakes, shook them violently, and hit the lama's back twice in quick succession at an incredible angle.
Poof! With this blow, the lama's blood spurted out wildly. The whole person staggered forward.
Seeing this, Li Peicheng flew up suddenly, turned around in the air and threw a punch.
Bang! The lama's bare head was smashed to pieces, and flesh and blood flew everywhere.
This is the first time Li Peicheng has killed someone, and he didn't feel anything when he was trying to kill just now, when he suddenly saw flesh and blood flying, he couldn't help but feel sick to his stomach, and he bent over and wanted to vomit. But I saw a shining bead the size of a grain of rice shining on the blood-stained snow.
For a while, Li Peicheng forgot about his nausea, and stepped forward to pick up the bead curiously. As soon as the beads were in his hands, Li Peicheng felt the powerful energy contained in them.
(To be continued)