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"What? We still want to pay for it, apologize!" These Japanese monks were so angry that they smoked. These are ordinary people, and they were all taboos when taking electronic products to shoot them casually.

Destroying their cameras and mobile phones is already a lighter punishment.

What they couldn't accept was that they had to apologize to the boy and the banshee.

Wang Yan's words also attracted the attention of two American mountaineering teams. Especially the American professional mountaineering team, they had prepared for climbing in China and learned a few Chinese language.

Even though they understood the conversation between Wang Yan and those weird monks, they understood that the so-called sunspot storm was the ones that were caused by those weird monks.

Immediately, the members of the mountaineering team became angry and blamed them in half-baked Chinese. Ordinary electronic products were broken, so forget it. But the portable radio and satellite phones were exposed. Isn’t that kidding their lives?

With all the accusations, there was a slight bang in a mess.

"snort!"

The old monk in red paused his staff on the ground, and an invisible wave spread out in all directions.

Everyone felt pushed by a qi force, and they took a few steps back, and the words of cursing people suddenly stopped and were in purity.

"Young man, there is an old Chinese saying, "You can forgive others if you want to forgive me." The old monk in red said loudly, "You are so aggressive, it really goes against the demeanor of a country of civilized and rituals in China."

Wang Yan carried his hands on his back and said with a sneer: "Etiquette is for friends. As the saying goes, there is good wine when friends come, and there is jackal when they come."

"How dare you call us jackals?" said a monk in purple robe.

"Haha, I feel unrighteous and think of a jackal." Wang Yan sneered and said, "If you are not ill-hearted and guilty, what are you afraid of? What are you afraid of?"

"You!" The purple-robed monk's face turned red and he was about to bleed, "You are a clever junior..."

"Enough." The old monk in red said in a straight voice. His voice was loud, like a rolling thunder, shocking the scene. He bowed to Wang Yan and said, "Little brother, we are reckless. I apologize to you and this woman."

"The monk is right!" The monk in yellow and purple robe shouted excitedly as if he was humiliated.

"Stop." The old monk in red scolded and said seriously, "We have practiced Buddhism. We have achieved the goal of saving all living beings. The Buddha can even cut flesh and feed eagles. How can we suffer some minor humiliation?"

"What the great monks are teaching me is." The monks in yellow and purple robe saluted to the old monks in red one after another. Then they took out money from the horse saluted and began to lose money one by one.

When they apologized for compensation, they were all calm and modest, and nothing had happened before.

Wang Yan saw it and smiled indifferently.

These monks said it nicely and seemed to do well. But Wang Yan saw that they were just enduring. As the saying goes, a small impotence will cause big plans. The reason why they are willing to endure is that they really have big plans this time.

"Handsome guy Yan, some electronic equipment is broken, they have to repair it with accessories." The beautiful president of the mountaineering team ran over and said, "It is very dangerous to enter the mountain without good communication."

"How long does it take to practice?" Wang Yan asked.

"Repair and test, about two days." The beautiful president gave a charming look and said, "Why don't we team up to go to Hailuogou Glacier for two days? We have walked too fast these two days and haven't had a good look at the scenery there yet."

Wang Yan saw from the corner of his eyes that Taibao Kanbu invited the Japanese monks to Gongga Temple. At the same time, he nodded and smiled at Wang Yan, obviously expressing his friendship and gratitude.

After Wang Yan's trouble just now, at least the momentum of the Japanese Tantric Buddhism was suppressed. It could be considered indirectly helping the Gongga Temple lineage.

Wang Yan returned Taibao Kanbu with a clear smile, then turned around and said to the beautiful president: "I have something to do, I have to go up the mountain first. I'll give you a satellite phone call. If you have any questions, you can call me. After this, I'll entertain you for a few days in the city."

"Then I'll thank you for your handsome guy Yan." The beautiful president happily asked Wang Yan for his way. Seeing this, the other girls rushed over and asked for the way.

After Wang Yan met their requests one by one, he took the succubus and said goodbye to him.

Since Taibao Kanbu of Gongga Temple did not seek help from the government organization when facing the Japanese Tantra, Wang Yan certainly couldn't take the initiative to insert it. Otherwise, it would be thankless and even the Gongga Temple lineage would offend.

Wang Yan walked along the mountain road and walked towards Gongga Mountain.

As the color is dark today, it is as bright as daylight in the eyes of Wang Yan and the succubus.

Walking on the steep mountain walls is like walking on flat ground. A little bit of snow was placed under your feet, and just stepping on a small dot, and your figure floated seven or eight meters away like catkins.

With his strength and cultivation reaching the level of Wang Yan, no matter how steep the mountain is, it is no different from his back garden. Even if he wants, he can fly to the top of the mountain within a few minutes.

It is just a rare sight that is so pure and empty. It just passes by like a cow chewing a peony, wasting that elegance.

The beautiful scenery is like life. You need to taste it slowly and carefully chew it to taste the true taste, to cleanse your temperament, and to understand your id.

The wind in Gongga Mountain is very strong, and it is winter again. When Wang Yan flew to the middle of the mountain with ease, it was already snowing heavily.

Snowflakes are covered with bright stars and magnificent scenery, making people feel as if they are in a fairyland in heaven.

The snow here is different from the plains.

The snow on the plain condenses and crystallizes in the snow clouds in the sky, and then goes down to the ground after a long journey. However, now Wang Yan is at an altitude of five or six thousand meters, and thick clouds linger on his side.

With clear vision and keen mental power, you can sense the crystal clear snowflakes condense and gather around you. This is a very wonderful experience that ordinary people rarely experience.

Gongga Mountain is extremely steep, and it is often a ridge of 60 or 70 degrees. Ordinary climbers will fall and die if they are not careful. However, Wang Yan and Succubus are still relaxed and as if they are walking on flat ground.

Suddenly, a snow on the cliff ahead went down, which immediately triggered a chain reaction. The snow was rolling with snow, weighing more than tens of thousands of tons, and the potential energy of hundreds of thousands of tons of snow burst out in full swing, pouring down like a landslide and crack.

There were rumbling thunder everywhere on the mountain walls, and the snow and mist were surging.

The great avalanche, such a power of heaven and earth, even Wang Yan felt some of his own insignificance. He and the succubus floated up, crossed the avalanche layer, and flew to a raised stone pillar above, watching the majestic and domineering momentum of the avalanche.

The ridge they were walking on had been completely buried in the heavy snow.

"Alas~ Gongga Mountain is so moody, no wonder it has such a high mortality rate." Wang Yan couldn't imagine how ordinary climbers could climb this mountain?

The avalanche soon stopped and Gongga Mountain returned to its tranquility.

Wang Yan no longer kept his energy, and quickly rushed to the top of the mountain with the succubus. They were like two galloping meteors, and they rushed to the top of the mountain in just a few dozen breaths.

The snow on the top of the mountain is very thick, but at a glance you can see an extremely magnificent scenery.

It is separated by the earth, like a dragon-like Dadu River, and there are also a circle of towns that showcase human civilization and brightly lit. The sky and the earth, man and nature, civilization and the earth seem to be integrated at this moment.

"Master, the earth is so beautiful." The succubus beside him also sighed slightly, "Thank you for saving me from the trial of light, otherwise I would not know how many years I would have to spend in the ignorant cycle of reincarnation."

"Yes, our country is beautiful and the planet is beautiful." Wang Yan felt extremely open-minded in the face of such a majestic and magnificent scenery, and breathed a sigh of relief, "In short, we have to protect it well."

After crossing the mountain top and walking a little further, you will see a canyon formed by two towering cliffs.

This place is rarely visited. If ordinary people see this canyon, they will only think it is a scenery. However, Wang Yan knew that this place was the gateway to the Mian King's nest on the Daxue Mountain.

Wang Yan coughed, cleared his throat and said, "My younger generation, Chunyang Wang Yan, please see Senior Snow Mountain Miao Wang."

His voice was condensed but not dissipated, spreading in the same direction, and could be heard clearly even for miles away.

Almost at the same time.

In the attic of the Qionglou Yuyu on the top of the snow-capped mountain, there was a little girl with pointed ears and a fluffy tail. She was lying on the ** at the right time, with a barbecue skewers in her left hand and a piece of ice crystal melon in her right hand. She was having fun eating and gnawing, and her hands and mouth were full of greasy.

Several little demon maids were busy, grilling skewers and cutting fruits.

The old ferret looked at his voracious granddaughter with a look of comfort. It would be good to eat it, and it would be a blessing to eat it. No matter how you look at this precious granddaughter, I look like a fairy boy falling from the sky.

If you have a granddaughter like this, what else can your husband ask for?

The only thing that is unhappy is that my baby granddaughter is thinking about that brat. Alas, it’s really a big girl who is not a big one.

"Xiaoxue, eat slowly. You haven't eaten for more than half a month, don't choke." The old ferret stroked his beard, and his old squirrel-like face was filled with a happy smile, "You eat slowly, it doesn't matter if you eat until dawn."

At this moment, Wang Yan's voice came to the attic.

"My younger generation, Chunyang Wang Yan, please see Senior Snow Mountain Miao Wang."

The sound exploded in the attic like a thunder. The old ferret's face changed, his beard curled up, and his beautiful mood suddenly became very bad. The brat didn't come early or late, but he came to disturb him to enjoy the joy of family.

The little ferret was also stunned, and looked at the skewers that had been bitten by half with his left hand and the ice crystal melon that had been bitten by a mad dog in his right hand.

The cute little expression is a little confused ~
Chapter completed!