The crescent moon hangs obliquely in the sky, the night wind blows, and the night is as cool as water.
Ye Qingxuan and the others stared dully at the little lama in front of them, eating up all the good dragon meat they had saved.
That's five servings, enough to last a whole day, especially including Ruhua's huge appetite, the guy who was almost recognized by Ye Qingxuan as the biggest stomach in the world, but at this moment, he was taken by an old man. The little lamas around thirteen or fourteen were completely defeated.
Looking at the little lama in front of him, Ye Qingxuan felt an extremely absurd feeling in his heart. He really didn't understand why he made such a stupid decision at that time, and why his decision to kill him was such a result in the end
This little lama is the one Ye Qingxuan noticed.
No way, under the dark night, Ruhua and this little lama's head reflect light, shining like a light bulb in the dark night, and this little lama's kung fu has not reached the level of perfection. Although it is not bad, it still cannot escape. Ye Qingxuan's ears of hell.
The person who originally thought it was the Duke of Gongyang touched it, and Ye Qingxuan flew up, drinking the "stone marrow" and his body, which was as light as nothing, only brought up a stream of smoke. At the moment when the great monk Ruhua was shocked, Ye Qingxuan He had already flown up the 100-meter cliff, and pressed his palm down on the opponent. The first move was with all his strength, trying to take the opponent's life in an instant.
But at the same time as Ye Qingxuan shot, he finally saw this enemy who was peeping at his side, and finally saw his face.
Most especially his eyes, they are a pair of clean eyes that Ye Qingxuan has never seen before, like the sky lake on Kunwu Mountain, blue and clear, flashing with incomparable spirit, full of deep and vast wisdom and Reiki.
Those were extremely fiery eyes, full of curiosity and deep love for life.
His sky is vast, his nose is straight, his skin is as smooth as a baby, his eyes are big and cute, he is obviously only thirteen or fourteen years old, but there is a kind of look that makes people feel that he has experienced vicissitudes and is full of wisdom of sages. strange feeling.
Ye Qingxuan felt the mental oppression of the masters of the world. If Situ Lingfeng was perfectly ruthless, Chu Lingxu was unrestrained and elegant, and Suzaku was oppressed by pure fear... In front of these masters of the world, Ye Qingxuan felt himself He can persist for a moment, and can see the other person's personality traits at a glance, but today, the person Ye Qingxuan met has a trait and agility that can't be described in detail. His boldness surpasses all areas that words can reach.
This is a character that no one can't see without being moved.
Unfathomable can only be used to describe him.
And what makes people's hearts tremble even more is that this person exudes an indescribable and unparalleled spiritual appeal.
Ye Qingxuan just looked into the other person's eyes, and his own mental power was stimulated, and his mental power was quickly raised to the limit. The Lingtai was completely clear, and the murderous intent all over his body suddenly subsided. When he jumped up to kill, the murderous aura that was still filling his chest had completely dissipated at this moment. And the reason is that Ye Qingxuan looked into the other person's eyes...
Ye Qingxuan could no longer attack with this move, he restrained all his murderous intent and true energy in mid-air, and the culling turned into a jump.
The little lama smiled slightly, showing his beautiful white teeth, and took a deep look at him.
Ye Qingxuan's whole body was shocked, and he was shocked to find that he couldn't feel any bad feelings towards the other party, as if his mind was controlled by someone, and he just wanted to do his best to protect the other party's safety, so he couldn't help asking in doubt: "What did you do to me?" What's up?"
The little lama on the opposite side showed a mysterious smile, unloaded the huge package on his back, clasped his hands together, and said in a very melodious voice: "Zongba of Dami Temple has met the benefactor. The benefactor has a destiny with my Buddha, and it is definitely not for me. What sorcery..."
Ye Qingxuan let out an "oh", walked straight forward, glanced at the other party indifferently, raised his hand suddenly, shivered at the other party's head, and shouted angrily: "You fucking thought you used some inner hints I can't see the hypnotism? Stop pretending to be stupid with me... "
The little lama let out a scream, crouched on the ground holding his head in pain, and looked at Ye Qingxuan with a look of horror at the same time, wondering why his psychic powers, which he had tried a thousand times, were useless to this Taoist priest.
"You...how did you know..."
Ye Qingxuan snorted coldly, pointed at himself with his thumb, and said disdainfully: "Master Dao, I am a natural talent, and your fancy tricks are useful for farts... Seeing how young you are, Master Dao, I won't kill you, so hurry up!" Go away as far as you can... Dammit Temple, I have killed many of your people!"
"Don't—" Seeing that Ye Qingxuan was about to leave, the little lama hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed the corner of his clothes, blinking innocently with his big eyes, and begged pitifully: "Hero, save me, this place is too scary. The senior brothers who protected me all died in the killing ground, only me is left, please save me, if I am alone, I am afraid I will not survive for a few days... "
Ye Qingxuan, who was not swayed by the opponent's psychic power, looked at the opponent's immature age and pitiful appearance, his heart softened, and he reluctantly agreed.
Alas, it's a pity that Ye Qingxuan could resist martial arts, but he couldn't resist human nature...
After almost returning to the cave and seeing everyone, Ye Qingxuan almost shyly avoided everyone's questioning eyes. And after seeing the little lama eat up the food of several people, Ye Qingxuan lowered his head even lower, like a child who has done something wrong.
After eating, the little lama closed his eyes devoutly and said, "Om, Abiri, hum—Om, Abiri, hum—"
Read it once, breathe in one breath, read it six or seven times, and breathe out seven times before it ends.
Li Daozong, who was watching coldly, snorted coldly, and said first, "You said your name is Zongba?"
The little lama Zongba put his palms together and nodded in recognition.
Li Daozong was not at all attracted by the other party's naturally cute expression, and still said coldly: "I heard that a reincarnated soul boy named Zongba appeared in Dami Temple in the past few years. It is said that this reincarnated soul boy can speak in March, and can read in June. Then you can study the scriptures... He was enshrined by Nanzang believers as the Living Buddha of Shanhui... Hehe, what a coincidence, I didn't expect the little master to have the same name and surname as the Living Buddha, well, he seems to be about the same age."
The little lama Zongba didn't change his face, and replied slowly: "This benefactor is absurd. The little monk is Zongba, but in fact he is not a living Buddha. It's just that he has been connected with each other since he was a child, and he matured earlier than ordinary children. Because The memory is quite good, but I just memorized a few more Buddhist classics, absolutely no magical powers... "
Li Daozong sneered and remained silent.
But Ye Qingxuan and the others suddenly understood a lot. Unexpectedly, Li Daozong had some incredible news.
A fourteen-year-old Living Buddha...
Maybe he was just a precocious child prodigy as he himself said.
Little Zongba didn't even deny his identity, on the contrary, it made him look more real, not a gloomy person, and everyone couldn't help feeling a little trust in him. Especially with his innocent appearance and the natural bewitching ability, it can be said that this kid is born to be a magic stick.
Among the crowd, Xia Hou Qingfeng was blind, so he was not affected by Zongba's pure and cute appearance, and asked calmly: "Master Zongba, our brothers are in danger at this time, and we, the Chinese and you The Tibetans are enemies and not friends, so what reason do we have to protect your life in the most difficult situation?"
At this moment, the little lama Zongba was holding Buddhist beads in his hands, counting them one by one, and muttering scriptures in his mouth.
Hearing Xiahou Qingfeng's question, he smiled happily, stopped chanting, and continued: "I think it's the Buddha who gave me guidance to meet a few people hundreds of thousands of miles away from my hometown. I can't die, If I don't die, it will be of great significance to the relationship between our Chinese clan and our Tibetan clan."
"How do you see it?" Ye Qingxuan asked softly.
Zongba looked serious, facing Ye Qingxuan, and said softly: "Because the person who misses my death the most is the Great Tertön Long Sudunzhu of the Dammit Temple—"
Everyone was shocked, and Li Daozong asked anxiously, "Why is this? Aren't you a reincarnated soul boy? It stands to reason that the Great Tertön should be your guide. There should be a friendship between you and your disciples." …”
The others also looked at the little lama Zongba with expressions of disbelief.
Zongba sighed, and said leisurely: "My Buddha is merciful. Those who enter our three sects should take practicing the Dharma as the first priority, discipline themselves, and pursue liberation. It's just that the status of Dami Temple is respected. For a long time, the monks in the sect Both the Buddhist precepts and the essence of human nature are declining, but the political struggle has become the dominant force of the upper class of Tantric Buddhism. Faced with the increasingly decadent atmosphere of Buddhism, the poor monk is extremely distressed, and has repeatedly When I met the great tertön, I hope that the great tertön can get rid of the evils of the Dami Temple, summarize and sort out all teaching theories of the Hinayana and Sutra, and use it to teach unworthy Buddhist disciples. Unfortunately... oh... "
Zongba sighed a long time and said, "It's a pity that the Great Tertön thinks that I am trying to destroy the status of the sect that has been hard-won for thousands of years. , causing turmoil in the Dami Temple, and even directly triggering conflicts among the Five Secret sects, and on the contrary, it will cause the power of the Prime Minister to rise and suppress us wantonly..."
Ye Qingxuan sneered and said: "What is the root of self-disorder, I think it is simply greed, and I am reluctant to part with the world of flowers and flowers... As for things like becoming a Buddha and practicing, they are just tools for Long Sudunzhu to consolidate the divine power. In your reincarnation As a soul boy, if he wants to call on monks to observe the precepts, I am afraid that it will attract a large number of monks and laymen to accompany him. For the ambitious great tertön, it is tantamount to cultivating an enemy of power division. Here, what is the difference between you and the prime minister who is fighting for power and profit with him, why won't he send someone to kill you, and why won't you invite someone to kill you..."