Several other people happen to coincide with the old gu’s fingers. The irregular ice hole was shaking repeatedly, and the vain ice fell one after another. Now it has shown a flower shape of one or six petals.
I forgot to get angry when I broke ground, and smiled and said, "This flower is beautiful!" Each petal is round and well-proportioned to form a wellhead-sized ice flower, which makes people feel sweet and cool at a glance against the blue sky and snow.
Let Tim don’t talk in a hurry, first put Xiaosha on the ground and take out four pieces from his arms, many of which are engraved with tantric mantras. King Kong pursed his body and jumped around, and then distributed the instruments in the four corners of the southeast, northwest and northwest, and then the sound was dignified and low, exclaiming, "Da Ya Ta Mu Jie Di Bo …"
The tantric mantra, together with four golden light strategics, suddenly aroused the layers of Buddha’s light, and the ice sheets in Fiona Fang for miles were all circulating in the golden light transmission, but in a short time, it became more transparent than glass, and the frozen gravel in the Millennium was clearly visible, but the young figure had long since disappeared.
Let master Tim grow a sigh of relief "he’s gone" and then answer Gu Xiaojun’s question with a ha ha smile "I know, but I’ve heard of this mark before"
Lama is a monk in all parts of Skywalker’s hiding place on the plateau, especially the bearer, Gladanton, the main peak of the Great Tanggula Mountain, who participated in the bitter meditation. He once signed this mark with Master Jean Jiong.
Everyone came here, and the interest broke ground, but even urged "what did your friend say?" Who is the little white robe? "
Let Jiong laugh. "My friend said that in Tanggula Mountain, the hermit monks like this kind of six-petal ice flower as a mark, and this family is a hermit."
Breaking the ground and laughing, "When I was young, I dug a hole in the ice and dared to give us a name?"
"surnamed Hua?" When Fei Fei frowned, he also smiled and looked weird and cute. "So are these hermits from the Central Plains?"
Let Master Jiong shake his head. "I’m a Buddhist, and I’m not too concerned about other hermits in Tibet. My friend also casually said something to me."
Gu Xiaojun and Fei Fei and Xiao Sha exchanged a look to hunt down Tibetans and hermits in the mountains. Now there is another hermit with a surname of the Central Plains. If it is a general hermit, they naturally don’t take it to heart, but they didn’t understand the means just now. Anyway, they escaped from the three masters’ round-up, grabbed their robes and escaped again.
The thinking of right and wrong is the most meticulous among the people in the group, and they continue to frown and say that apart from the question that everyone is most worried about, "Will the Hua family … be a group with the Tibetans in Xiexiu and Qianer town?"
Let Grand Lama Jiong also make a Nai expression: "It’s hard to say that my friend has been in some contact with a member of Hua Family. I didn’t want to disturb him when I entered the mountain. After all, his repair and avatar can’t help us, but now we have to go again. Since Hua Family has appeared, we must always find out the origin and details of this family’s hidden repair!"
Let Tim Lama tilt his head to break ground and say with smile, "I stopped you just now because it was difficult to catch young people’s water, and secondly, I thought that if Hua Jia and Xie Xiu were not involved, we would make more complications if we hurt people!" After all, the somebody else to quote us the font size is we didn’t pay attention to "
Wen Leyang and others are going to the glacier in the Nanling Mountains of Gradandong, but are they going to the mountain base from the northwest or by the way? Let Master Jiong look up at the sky shaking, take back his instrument and put Xiaosha on his shoulder again. "Let’s hurry up and get to my friend’s abode of fairies and immortals before dark!"
Wenleyang and others hurried in the vast snowfield, as if a burst of white smoke was behind Master Jiong.
It was not until the people disappeared far away at the end of the line of sight that a large ice sheet that was cast by Master Jiong was slowly restored to its original state …
Gu Xiaojun and the three ordinary people are no longer as comfortable as they used to be. Now there are enemies who can escape the monk’s spiritual sleep. Even if they want to find the enemy, they can look at their eyes and listen to their ears. The three passengers are very conscious, and they are always vigilant and searching around.
But fortunately, the white boy didn’t show up all the way. Obviously, he has left the crowd and devoted himself to his own business.
Gladanton is the highest peak of Tanggula Mountain, with an altitude of more than 6,000 meters, but the original Tibetan body is also four or five kilometers above sea level. This male peak is not as high as expected. In fact, it is more than 1,000 meters from the top to the foot of the mountain. This height is irrelevant for several experts in cultivating truth, but even when climbing Gladanton, Wen Leyang could not help but complain.
The reason why Gladanton is really difficult to climb is not because of ice skiing, not because it is steep, but because it is wide enough to climb!
I don’t know how many ice buckets, blade ridges, tind and glaciers have grown in the vast ridge for tens of millions of years. The ice and snow have frozen into peaks, and they are full and crowded together. The height of the ridge is less than 100 meters, and the height is 3500 meters. Wen Leyang and others want to climb the Gladanton Peak and can keep climbing over these huge ice and snow rocks.
Xiaosha leaned behind Jean-Tim and gave him some advice. "Master, how good would it be to play the flute and call your friend?"
Let Tim laugh full of nai, but listen carefully and there is still a hint of pride hidden. "When the bone flute rings, Tibetan monks will come to help. Is this thing a mobile phone? There is no way to call a person one-on-one to shout a large piece! And blowing the bone flute will also disturb our opponents. "
Because the mountain is windy all the year round, the ice rocks in the high places are full of huge cracks of ferocious terror, and the gods leave whip marks when they are furious.
These ice rock cracks are narrow, but they are seven meters wide. These obstacles are insurmountable for ordinary people, but in the eyes of Wen Leyang and others, they are a piece of cake. Three people did not stay in running all the way against the snow-capped wind.
In the depths of the cracks, there will always be dark blue light. It seems that some people can’t stand loneliness. Even in the strong wind whistling, they still laugh and have nothing to talk about with Wen Leyang. "Those blue places are glacial crystal veins, and this is also the Gladanton baby!"
Wen Leyang couldn’t help but slow down a step. He didn’t want to see the crystal stone, but he was afraid that he would run too fast and fiercely against the wind and choke the right and wrong. Anyway, he had to follow the footsteps of the big Lama and asked casually with a smile, "Is it expensive?"
Fei Fei smiled and replied, "It’s not bad to use high purity as a decoration material to pave the floor …"
Wenleyang ha smiled and was about to speak. Suddenly, a strange light flashed from the blue crystal vein. Wenleyang immediately screamed and called his companions while turning back to the fissure he had just crossed. Agile as an ape climbing from a steep ice crack, he soon jumped to the vein that was dozens of meters wide and slightly raised.
The width of this ice crack is much like cupping. This crack is not a hard ice crack, but the intersection of two ice rocks. Because the snow top keeps looking at the ice surface all the year round, it can’t be separated into two ice rocks, and it will be wide just after the floating snow accumulated in the crack has melted in summer.
What is Wen Leyang doing? I was just about to ask a question when I suddenly exclaimed in a low voice. There are more than a dozen cold and bright swords scattered in the micro-blue vein!
Wenle Yang Ling’s consciousness immediately jumped up and carefully examined the surrounding area, and at the same time, Fei Fei made a few cold fireworks. With bright eyes, he carefully searched for the blue crystal veins around his feet, winding through the distance, and two huge clean ice surfaces were showing off dazzling colorful flows against the cold fireworks.
Wen Leyang leaned over and held a sword after making sure that there was a person around him. Before he came to watch it carefully, he suddenly exclaimed and threw the sword back to the ground.
Fei Fei was surprised. He jumped out of his body and looked tough. He held up his 92-style low voice and asked him, "What’s the matter?"
WenLeYang after leng for a moment, however, smiled strangely, bent over and grabbed the sword he had just lost. He suddenly felt a freezing cold coming from WenLeYang!
Not for a moment, the pangolin and the Lama also climbed the ice bucket quickly and saw that the scattered swords were all one leng.
Broken ground, puzzled, bent over and just about to pick up the sword, Wen Leyang stood still and yelled, "Stop it!" The figure flashed and the whole person crashed into the broken arms!
Break the ground and jump back quickly. Although I wasn’t hit, I was shocked and roared, "What the fuck are you doing!"
Wen Leyang’s expression is neither alert nor embarrassed, but like a psychopath, he is surprised and happy to stare at the ground and say, "The sword is poisonous!"
Breaking ground is rare. Honest people go crazy, stare big eyes and take a step back. "Then you are happy!" After a pause, he continued to anger, "What are you so happy about?"
Wen Leyang was more than happy. He was ecstatic. He was seriously injured and returned to Wenjia Village. Later, life and death were poisoned. Jiuding Mountain banned the assimilation of toxic substances, yin and yang. He rebuilt a poisonous bone.
Since then, Wen Leyang’s skill has greatly improved, but the toxin has returned to its original state. Generally, the poisonous root can’t hurt him, but his body won’t absorb the poisonous again. But this time, as soon as he picks up the sword, he will attack the other body without stopping! Life-and-death poison accumulated in the body immediately became busy, just like a group of hungry snakes surging out of the cracks in the bones and suddenly assimilating the cold poison of the sword.
Wen Leyang is an expert in poison. As soon as he recognized that the poison of sword was pure water poison, but it was a little less. For him, it was like a drop of water in a horse dying of thirst in the desert.
Wenleyang picked up a sword again, so he didn’t let him down. A trace of poison in water was drained by his poison in life and death. This just waved and threw the sword that had been rid of poison to break the ground. "Be careful, the sword has a strong poison in water, which is generally difficult for monks to resist."
The pangolin snorted, "Are you always an ordinary monk?" Raise my hand and catch the sword, but although his mouth is hard, his steps are still a little far from the ground. He knows that Wenleyang is the No.1 small poison in the world, which can make Wenleyang alert to virulence, and it is definitely not a crane.
Gu Xiaojun is an old man, but as soon as his eyes broke through the ground, he saw four ancient inscriptions carved on the body of the sword and whispered, "Kunlun … Seal the earthquake!"
The Dalai Lama also listened to Wen Leyang’s words and did not touch these long swords. Instead, he walked carefully, looking down at the seal cutting of the blade and chanting "Kunlun desert … Lun chase [
Chapter seventy-six Bubbles
The wrist shivered and the hand barrel fell to the ground, and it was blazing in the darkness.
I don’t know that it has been condensed for thousands of years. In the depths of Xuan Bing, from the beginning to the end, more than a dozen Kunlun brothers are like the people in the painting. They seem to be frozen in the ice for more than ten meters, but they can make various expressions flexibly and nod their heads slightly.
There was a hissing sound of cold fireworks all around, much like dozens of poisonous snakes spitting letters.
In the cold fireworks and a few powerful field light sources, Xuan Bing is shining brightly. Those Kunlun brothers also have different expressions or smile or look forward to nodding at Wenleyang and other manpower in the depths of Xuan Bing.
Wenleyang felt the scalp tighten and bit his tongue consciously, which hurt.
"Mom, see the live ice lamp!" Xiaosha also jumped from the big Lama and stood side by side with his sister, squinting at the people in the ice for a long time before finally shaking his head. "It’s not the tricks in folk art that don’t understand what’s going on!"
A dozen Kunlun brothers in the depths of Xuan Bing didn’t move much, but their expressions were vivid. However, at the bottom of a slightly gloomy ice, every smile reflected some ghost colors and dyed some strange flavors.
"Is it … an illusion?" Gu Xiaojun asked the others, and the three monks shook their heads together. They couldn’t be sure that those people in the ice could detect their eyes as well as the white-robed teenagers they met not long ago. They were not in the spiritual knowledge that they always relied on eyes, ears, nose and tongue.
Let Grand Lama Jiong do the same thing again, take out King Kong Puzzle, display the tantric vision and magical power, and instantly illuminate the huge Xuan Bing in Fiona Fang, which is several kilometers long, to penetrate the Kunlun brother. Some of them even narrowed their eyes, which seems to be not suitable for the sudden strong light.
The Dalai Lama took a deep breath and shook his head at his companion. "It’s not an illusion. If the Buddha’s mantra is profound, the illusion will be scattered."
Laugh at the ground "is not illusion that is really! Can these authentic Kunlun cubs escape from the water? Hide in it and play tricks! " Xuan Bing is complete and strong, and there is not even a gap. If it is not for the water to escape the spell root, the pangolin can’t get in, and he suddenly growled with one hand, "Get out for the old man!" A palm is firmly pressed on the ice rock.