The snow-capped mountains are originally plateau areas, with low oxygen and severe cold, and the plants they grow are not ideal. The environment is so harsh that even if you have shit, you may burst into blood vessels and accidentally beat yourself to death in the toilet. Ordinary people's lives are already full of suffering.

However, there is no systematic explanation, the huge changes in the overall environment, coupled with the baptism of several generations.

All symptoms are the consequences of "antising the gods" or "failure to obey taboos". Therefore, loud noises at the foot of the Holy Mountain or polluting water sources may cause punishment from the gods.

The Blue Lake is still good at the junction, and the lakes in the snow-capped mountains do not even have the profession of fishermen.

Where the power of the gods is everywhere, the only way for the spirit to find reliance is to rely on faith.

You will undoubtedly be comforted at the beginning and make life more sweet.

However, with a long period of development, faith dominated by mortals is inevitable, and there are all kinds of impurities. There are saints, but there are also a few monks in thousands of directions. They are waves that collide with the tide, and naturally begin to expand their own power and invade the living space of believers.

The harsh environment of Daxue Mountains is destined to be endless in this kind of space occupation of living people, because at the end of the occupation, it is nothing more than a word of death. The harsh environment is death, and ordinary believers also die. They are used to suffering, and they cannot tell the difference between the two, and they have developed step by step to a distortion that penetrates into the bone marrow.

"Qua." The frog sound interrupted my thoughts, and Bing Yuchan jumped onto the deck and called, "Sir, my living ancestors call you and your wife, and friends to the banquet!"

Liang Qu rubbed his hands: "It's been twenty days now, why are you embarrassed to attend the banquet every day?"

"Don't worry, sir." Bai Yuma patted her chest, "There is no demon clan in the Blue Lake, and she has almost no contact on weekdays. It's only twenty days. The distinguished guests can go to the door for 200 days."

"Hey, here we come! Binglin, Yan Rui, Eying, Huaikong, it's time to eat!"

Although the reaction was a little slower, it would be better for the other party to move. Next, Liang Qu just waited for Binglun Bodhi Temple to bump into it himself.

Fill your stomach first!

Under the ice mirror mountain.

The monks in Yuequan Temple asked along the way, and the herdsmen in the village crawled to greet each other.

In the middle of the night, inside the master's house, the monk chatted under the candlelight, and the cold wind was blowing outside the house. The dog tore open the whole head and roasted the beef, the hot air rolled into the sky, and the big dog sat and shared the food, without noticed a trace of golden light leaping out of the window and turning to the roof.

He opened his mouth and fell onto the roof, his wings shaking, and he greeted the man in a fur coat not far away.

Seeing the arrival of the insect, Zhedan received news in advance and stopped following him. He cleaned up his whereabouts, evaporated the smell, and returned quietly.

A few moments.

When they meet in the house, Zhedan Zhengshi Ling Xuan talks about today's affairs.

The silver medal tiqi Hu Lixin asked, "Sir Ling, we won't say anything after hearing what you said?"

"Yes, Xingyi Bo can fight Bai Chenfeng, Bai Chen and Honglang. If you can join us, you don't have to be afraid of many things! You can let go of your hands." Someone agreed.

"This matter is not my only one's deed."

Ling Xuan knocked on the brazier, took out the roasted sweet potatoes inside, and turned to look at Liu Jingxuan.

Both are Zhenxiang, but he is only in the first realm, but Liu Jingxuan is in the second realm and is about to enter the third realm. The third palace has four parts early, only 30% away.

As for the meaning of the same simplicity, no one has ever asked about it.

He is still guilty, and in terms of decision-making power, there is not even a great martial artist at Hunting Tiger.

Liu Jingxuan thought for a long time: "No matter, don't worry, it's important to find the next secret stake first. The monks in Yuequan Temple will report after investigation. Bodhi Temple will not give up. They will inevitably be tied together at that time. Let's watch first and then watch each other. What's more, even Xingyi Bolai can't help us, we are not going to confront each other head-on."

"Okay."

Ling Xuan felt the same way.

Liangqu involves one of the seven major temples. If you are too close now, it will increase the risk of exposure in vain. Too many people,

It will arouse the alertness of the Daxue Mountains. In addition, removing hidden stakes is not a hard demolition, and force is insurance rather than effect.

They have been busy for several years and have dismantled 30% of the hidden stakes. The hasty outbreak of the snow-capped mountains may not lead to the fruit of drought.

I have indeed gradually gained the initiative, but there is no reason to relax because of this.

The advantage can be greater!

The next day.

After the monks at Yuequan Temple had roughly understood the situation, they rode their dogs and were about to rush into the temple.

The landlord hurriedly chased after him and fell to the ground.

"Master, Master, I heard that the master of Yuequan Temple is going to have a special day?"

The two monks were stunned.

On the extraordinary day, the abbot's birthday, the two of them entrusted the Wan Temple and received high hopes from Binglun Bodhi Temple. They came out to do a great thing, and they were busy all the way and almost forgot about this matter.

The monk riding a dog thought for a while.

"This place really needs to do Buddhist rituals to be worshipped by the goddess. According to the convention, four heads, ten intestines, one side of human skin, blood purifying, dirty blood, ruins, widow menstrual blood, leprosy blood, various flesh, various hearts, and various blood,

Water in the Yin land, whirlwind soil, thorns that grow northward, dog feces, human feces, butcher boots and other things.

Master, if you really have the intention, you can choose a few things and send them to Yuequan Temple on the 18th of the next month. If you choose, you will be lucky."

"I understand, understand." The landlord hurriedly wrote down, and then asked, "I don't know if the villain can tell you what the two masters stayed overnight tonight."

Rege laughed and suddenly waved his whip and whipped the landlord's face.

Bang!

With a whip, the landlord immediately fell to the ground, his face was covered in flesh and blood.

"Stand up!" Rege scolded.

The landlord closed his mouth, trembled all over, stood up from the ground with blood covering his feet, and pinched his cheeks with his fingers so that the flesh and blood on both sides would be tightened, avoiding some pain.

Rege shouted: "This whip makes you suffer, it eliminates your karma and helps you accumulate merit!"

The landlord endured the pain and pumped the air conditioner: "Thank you, thank you, thank you."

"With this merit, you can go and say it."

"Thank you, Master! Thank you, Master!"

The big mess was scattered and the landlord sent the monk away, and the pain was no longer so painful.

The master agreed to stay overnight and was content with the banner of sending sacrifices to Yuequan Temple.

He fell in love with Tsering, the wife of the herdsman Sanliwai, for a long time. He gave birth to water and spirit. Unfortunately, Tsering was not his serf. He just cut off his intestines and skinned human skin. If he didn't agree, he would disrespect the Buddha and lose his strong labor. He was neither a serf nor a serf!

Don’t talk about your wife, your daughter is also his!

There is also Mr. Jonba from the next village, who has always been his mortal enemy, and he has won him a few strong men.

The more the landlord thinks, the more excited he becomes.

"notes!"

"Master, what orders are you?"

"Bring a small hook knife and go to cut your head!"

"Master!" The note bowed, "It's hot, and it's easy to get odor if it's cut off so early. If it's air dry,

It’s not that wet intestines are not that wet intestines cannot be sacrificed, so the monk from Yuequan Temple will blame them.”

The landlord was stunned, and his high excitement faded away: "You are right, you don't have to worry about these days."

On the roof, Awei's wings flashed, sending back messages in a scattered manner, keeping up with the running dogs on the land.

"Eighteenth day, birthday—."

Liangqu pinched the wooden bowl.

There is something to do.

It doesn’t matter whether the Bai family is contacted or not. Now Datou is already a snowy mountain.

"Binglin, stop eating, let's live!"

"Sir, but what kind of hospitality is not good?" Bai Yufrog asked.

As one of the few frogs in the ethnic group who can speak official language, the white jade frog has taken on the important task of entertaining and dare not neglect it.

"Of course not. The frog tribe's delicious food makes people linger. It's just that there are some things to be done and I will still come back from now on."

The white jade frog breathed a sigh of relief.

I thought I wanted to take the old clam away.

Previously, the ancestors said that if they could keep the old clams, the consumption of today's banquet would be rewarded thousands of times. Now they are still cultivating feelings, so they cannot give up halfway.

and.

The banquet tasted really good.

The white jade frog licked his lips.

The guests eat well and drink well. They don’t serve the table, but they can enjoy more leftovers and cold roasts. Especially the water mice raised by the guests, they have some skills in roasting fish.

"I don't know if the Bingyu tribe has heard of Yuequan Temple. If I have heard of it, do you know where it is?"

"Yuequan Temple?" The white jade frog fell into deep thought, and his eyes lit up. "I know, I heard that there is an ice spring in the temple there, which can produce a lot of Yuequan water a year. The taste is so good. After drinking, my whole body feels comfortable and the folds are flat. Unfortunately, the monk there is so powerful. My father's legs were interrupted by the monk there. I have never been there again. I don't know what Yuequan water tastes."

Liang Qu waved: "So, take me there, I'll let you drink enough!"

"real?"
Chapter completed!