White Bone Monkey King

After Jin'an Yuan Shen came out of his body, he floated all the way to the Tibetan camp.

I saw the tents in the Tibetan camp dispersed like clouds.

There are also several igloos dotted throughout.

Although those igloos were warmer than tents, due to the small space, the Tibetan army still mainly lived in large tents in the leeward direction.

In fact, if you want to identify whether this tent belongs to the Tibetan people, there is another most important feature, which is to see if there are wind and horse flags hanging on the top or next to the tent.

Jin An has one more thing to do this time, which is to see if he can find the old Taoist priest with the help of his soul.

If the old Taoist priest really follows up to the Kunlun Mountains, he will most likely stay with the large army here.

As for the evil-proof snow salt sprinkled at the entrances of igloos and tents, they are naturally ineffective against spiritual masters at Jin'an's level. His soul was flying all the way, and he quickly searched the igloos and tents, but found nothing. Traces of the old Taoist priest.

This is the advantage of the soul leaving the body. It can ignore all obstacles, pass through walls and escape from rocks, and it is unimpeded.

The camp he was in at this time was a tribe of Tibetan people who claimed to be descendants of the divine monkey. According to legend, they were the offspring of the divine monkey and the rock witch. The people in this tribe all had one characteristic. Their arms were slightly longer than ordinary people. They were good at riding and shooting. Everyone carried a He bent his horns into a big bow, and the plateau red on his face was even redder than that of ordinary Tibetan people.

From a distance, Jin An noticed a red light looming deep in the camp. It was the strong masculine blood burned by a strong body. There was a strong man sitting in the center of the camp, and it was also the largest tent in the camp.

And near the red light were guarding a dozen groups of weaker Qi-Blood red light.

Jin An's current soul cultivation level is not afraid of this warrior energy and blood. Even though his cultivation level is only in the middle of the second realm, he has the power of pure Yang Shinto day and night with the Six Ding Liujia Talisman and the Five Thunder Evil Killing Talisman. With nourishment, as well as his own talent and diligent practice of spiritual martial arts, his soul has long given birth to a trace of Yang Shen's artistic conception. The speed of progress is far beyond what those in the same realm can predict. Unless he encounters the majestic blood energy of the third realm, he will not be able to do anything. fear.

Just when Jin An was about to drift closer to see the people sitting in the tent clearly, the wind horse flags and prayer flags hanging on the tent seemed to be sensing something, and spiritual ripples were heard in the air.

This time, Jin An did not force his way in. He took one last look at the tent, then turned around and left, continuing to search for the whereabouts of the old Taoist priest.

Although those wind horse flags and prayer flags have been blessed by Tantric monks, no one can stop him if he wants to force his way in. However, that will inevitably destroy the wind horse flags and prayer flags, and the noise caused will be too great. The gain outweighs the loss.

Next, Jin An searched the camp but could not find the old Taoist priest.

In fact, the soul can come and go freely through the wall, and it only took Jin An less than a cup of tea to search the camp.

Next to the tribe of the descendants of the divine monkey is the Tianshen tribe. Jin An remembers clearly that the pillar-holding dragon spirit was taken away by people from the Tianshen tribe during the day. In addition to the terrifying family and the golden family that did not participate, the other three The tribe seems to be a little afraid of this Tianshen tribe. Even if the pillar-holding dragon spirit is brought back to the Tianshen tribe, the other three tribes can only follow them to the Tianshen tribe.

At this time, the place is very lively and noisy, and the red blood energy reflects in the sky under the snowy night. If you don't pay attention, you may think that there is a fire here, but in fact, this is the masculine blood energy that can only be seen when the soul leaves the body, and ordinary people cannot see it at all. These red blood.

The reason why the masculine spirit is so strong here is because the young generations of the four major tribes gathered in the Tianshen clan to compete and divide the dragon spirits.

Young people are the most energetic, energetic and full of energy. With so many masters of the younger generation gathered together, it’s no wonder that there is so much energy here.

The young masters of the four major tribes were fighting on the ground in a lively manner, but no one noticed that there was a shadow floating above their heads, looking down at them with a calm expression.

The plateau environment is harsh and supplies are scarce. They respect the most primitive survival law of the jungle and the strong. If they want to gain respect and resources, they must stand out from their peers on their own.

On the glacier ground, the younger generations of the four major tribes fought mercilessly to get more dragon essences. The weak had only two endings, surrendering voluntarily or being beaten to death on the spot. It was very bloody and cruel, but they could win the most. Train the plateau falcon quickly.

It seems that the four major tribes are also interested in cultivating the younger generation, and deliberately only let the younger generation off the field to fight on behalf of their own tribe, while the long-established masters only gathered to watch.

Even though the dragon spirit was about the same size as a python, it couldn't stand up to so many people cutting its flesh one by one. So when Jin An came, only the dragon spirit's upper body including the dragon's head was left, and the lower body had been divided. Just call the dragon to see its head but not its tail.

This dragon spirit is indeed about to become a spirit. It is obviously a spiritual plant, but it grows bloody flesh. Every time a piece of flesh is cut off, there will be blood dripping. Every drop of dragon blood contains medicine that can cure ordinary people's diseases. The rich vitality of the dragon's blood will naturally not be wasted. Someone has already placed the barrel to collect it.

Because the dragon's blood contains rich life essence, even in such a cold plateau snowy area, the dragon's blood is still full of vitality and has not frozen.

Looking at the dragon spirit that was bleeding like a living creature, Jin An thought of plant juices. This dragon spirit didn't really grow flesh and blood. The blood should also be a kind of plant juice essence.

Next to the Dragon Spirit, sat the speakers from the four major tribes and several Tantric monks. Those Tantric monks were all invited by the Four Tribes to serve as witnesses. Today’s contest between the Dragon Spirits, no one is allowed to ruin it afterwards. promise.

Although Jin An didn't get too close, fearing that the wandering soul would be spied upon by the powerful, he could roughly estimate that those Tantric monks were all powerful Buddhists in the late second realm.

With several venerables missing in the Kunlun Mountains, their lives and deaths unknown, these old monks have become one of the few masters of Buddhism among the tantric monks.

These Tantric monks came from several major monasteries, and their status was equal to that of the four major tribes. With them sitting next to the dragon spirit, it was not easy to attack.

"Um?"

Jin An was surprised. It turned out that just now, when he took a closer look at the dragon spirit, he found that the most precious dragon essence, dragon energy, and dragon spirit in the dragon spirit were all missing. There was an empty treasure shell, but no spirit.

Someone stole the spirit of the dragon spirit before him?

He frowned and couldn't help but move closer, wanting to get confirmation. Suddenly, his face looked stunned, as if he had seen some incredible scene.

Then a strange look appeared on his face.

Among the several Tantric monks sitting next to Long Jing, Jin An looked at one of them carefully over and over again. Why did that person look so familiar?

Although wearing a red robe, wearing a cockscomb hat on his head, looking at his nose and his heart, sitting upright and serious, and his face was a little plateau red from the plateau sun, Jin An still felt that this Why does this tantric monk look like an old Taoist priest?

"!"

Jin An was pleasantly surprised at first. He found Tubo Xiangxiong from the Western Regions, and finally found an old Taoist priest in the Kunlun Mountains. But after the surprise, his mind was filled with questions, old Taoist priest? Tantric monk?

For a moment, I didn't dare to confirm whether the tantric monk sitting upright in front of me was really an old Taoist priest.

He once imagined the meeting scene with the old Taoist priest in the Kunlun Mountains. The old Taoist priest still wore the old Taoist robe that he was reluctant to change, with windy sleeves, and continued to be a poor wandering Taoist priest; Taking a fancy to the big tribes, he was kidnapped and imprisoned by several big tribes, and he searched for the dragon's cave in the Kunlun Mountains for several big tribes; or the old Taoist priest had already left the Kunlun Mountains... He thought of many possibilities, but the only one he didn't guess was Yes, the old Taoist priest took off his robe and became a tantric monk?

Is this like the absurd feeling he felt when he was a guest at a herdsman's house in Woniu Lake and heard that the old Taoist priest actually went to Tubo to work as a "wonderful rejuvenation" veterinarian?

After all the hard work, he finally found the old Taoist priest, but the old Taoist priest took off his Taoist robe and put on the Tantric monk's uniform. The contrast between the two was so huge, it was like losing something and regaining it again. While he was worried about gain and loss, he had no intention of watching the next martial arts contest and the dragon spirit. Instead, he kept staring at whether the tantric monk in front of him was an old Taoist priest.

But because other Tantric monks were present, he could not get close to confirm carefully...

Even in this state of mind, Jin An didn't know how he came back to his shell. He only remembered that he came back to his shell at the last moment before dawn.

As soon as his soul returned to his shell, Jin An didn't care that there was still an open fire burning in the stove. He picked up the ashes with his fingers and drew the face of the tantric monk he saw last night on a piece of animal skin.

He was worried that if it was too late, the details in his memory would become blurry.

After finishing the painting, Jin An handed the animal skin to Mr. Yiyun: "Mr. Yiyun, you understand the Tubo language. I have to trouble you again this time. Help me find out the specific whereabouts of this Tantric monk."

"Hey, this old slave looks familiar to me... I think I've seen him somewhere before?" Qi Bo leaned over and looked at the portrait on the animal skin, frowning and thinking.

Perhaps because the painting was made with grass ash and was a bit sloppy, Qi Bo did not immediately think of the old Taoist priest.

"Okay." Mr. Yiyun didn't ask any more questions and just replied with one word.

From beginning to end, she never asked Jin An what he had met last night and why he seemed a little lost and uneasy when he came back.

she knows.

Wait until it's time to say it.

Jin An will naturally give her a satisfactory answer.

Even the silly sheep could tell that something was wrong with Jin An since his soul returned to his body. It lay quietly by the stove to keep warm and did not disturb Jin An.

Jin An didn't know how Mr. Yiyun did it. He left during the day without seeing anyone for a whole day, and only returned to the tent when it was almost dark, and then got all the information he wanted.

"Do you think that Master Yongcuo looks like Taoist Chen?" Mr. Yiyun revealed Jin An's thoughts as soon as he opened his mouth.

Uncle Qi was startled when he heard the words, and then showed an expression of sudden realization: "No wonder the old slave feels that the portrait seems familiar. It turns out..."

As if thinking of something, Qibo kept silent in the middle of the sentence. Before the matter was found out, some words should not be said.

Mr. Yiyun: "I have inquired and found out that Master Yongcuo did not come with the tantric monks, but appeared alone in the small supply city outside the Kunlun Mountains. He claimed to be a solitary ascetic. His purpose of entering the Kunlun Snow Mountains is different from others, he came for the serfs."

"When everyone took the existence of serfs for granted, only Master Yongcuo stood up and was willing to go to the mountains to pray for the serfs, who were not as good as cattle in the eyes of the local people. His piety touched some Tantric monks and Tantric monks. Many monks admired Master Yongcuo. In order to take care of the tantric monks, several major tribes did not go too far. For example, those serfs who drank the power of dragon essence yesterday, if it were not for Master Yongcuo The teacher is watching with his own eyes, and I am afraid that he has already "inexplicably disappeared" and will not be able to survive to this day."

"Currently, Master Yongcuo is very popular among serfs and Tantric monks. I also found out that Master Yongcuo has a good relationship with the Golden Family."

Mr. Yiyun added: "Master Yongcuo's origin is from a small temple. However, the Tibetan people said that they have never heard the name of that small temple. Whether it actually exists needs to be verified. However, Tubo is too big, with famous mountains and rivers. It’s not unusual to build secluded temples.”

The news brought by Young Master Yiyun can be said to be very detailed, including news from serfs, news from Tantric monks, and news from within several major tribes. It seems that she has spent a lot of thought on Jin'an this time. .

He even did not hesitate to split the soul multiple times in one day and use the art of painting...

"This is the location of the tent where Master Yongcuo lives. If you want to confirm the identity of the other party in person, I suggest you do it as soon as possible. The melting of ice and snow is accelerating, and soon there will be large troops entering the mountains to dig out snow. There is not much time left for you. Come on." Mr. Yiyun is fully prepared, even detailed drawings are prepared for Jin An.

"Thank you."

Jin An took the drawings with both hands and expressed his sincere thanks.

Mr. Yiyun rolled his eyes at Jin An with his clear eyes: "Thank you very much, then tell me what tongue twisters you taught the phoenixes of Guchi Kingdom that can drive them crazy?"

Well.

Jin An did not expect that Mr. Yiyun could remember this event until now, from the desert to the snowy mountains.

This time he didn't play tricks, and wrote honestly: "The black fertilizer will evaporate and the ash will volatilize and become gray. Ash".

When Mr. Yiyun and Qi Bo finished reading this tongue twister, they couldn't help but gasp. Their back teeth hurt so much. Is this something humans do?

Even a person can't read it out!