Bang!

The soft snow and the unwashed ice exploded under his feet, turning into a snow curtain and rushing towards the Tubo soldiers downwards.

Taking this opportunity, Su Dawei grabbed Li Bo and greeted An Wensheng, tweeted his legs, and the man rushed towards the top of the mountain like a sharp arrow.

Although he was still carrying someone in his hand, his speed was not slow at all.

Li Bo could only hear the whistle sound of the wind in his ears, and was surprised and admired, and thought to himself: I originally wanted to take advantage of this person's relationship with the Tang army, so I asked Ke'er to worship him. I didn't want this person to be so skilled and have such skills, how could he be an ordinary person?

If he was younger, he would want to learn martial arts with him.

Bayankara Mountain, the top of the Goddess Peak.

This is the birthplace of Xiangxiong's oldest "Ancient Xiangxiong Buddhism". It is said that the ancient Xiangxiong prince Xinrao Miwo Tathagata studied here and passed on the "Yongzhong Ben Sect" to save sentient beings.

In the legend of Yongzhong’s religion, Bayankala Mountain is the pillar of heaven, and countless gods have descended here.

There are countless secrets of prehistoric creation in the cave at the top of the peak.

The first Buddhist temple of the Yongzhong Ben Cult, known as the Snowland Temple, is located next to the peak cave, built on the mountain stones and half embedded in the huge rocks.

The colorful prayer flags sway along the mountain road.

A huge stone carved with scriptures.

The cliffs of the strange elephant writing.

Wind Horse Flag.

There are a pile of nimas placed, and you can see the divination of the customs of this religion.

When Su Dawei, An Wensheng and Li Bo climbed to the top, the first thing they saw was the ancient and mysterious Benjian Temple.

Then everyone's eyes were attracted by the flat, altar-like square in front of the temple.

In the patterns that were crushed with various minerals, Su Dawei seemed to see the shadow of the "mandala" in later generations.

Mysterious, magnificent, spectacular.

There are dozens of monks around this stone altar.

These monks of this religion have a bit of the shadow of Tibetan Buddhism later on, but they are wearing red colors, and the color impact of their clothes is even brighter.

The monks were covered with beeswax, green pine, coral, and colorful beads made of pearls, full of luxury.

Su Dawei's vision did not stay on them for a moment.

He crossed the monks who sat cross-legged in front of the altar and recited scriptures with great devout devotion, his eyes were set in front.

On the edge of the cliff, there is a protruding huge rock, like a giant's finger, stretching towards the vast blue sky.

The sea of ​​clouds was boiling and mist was swept by fog. In this danger, a young woman was facing away from the monks, moving towards the vague and vague sky, as if she had turned into a stone statue.

What was she waiting for?

Her hair was covered in black, swept up by the roaring mountain wind, dancing in a mess.

In extreme tranquility, extreme movement is revealed.

These two completely contradictory qualities are all combined with her.

You can vaguely see her white cheeks and her crystal clear ears.

Su Dawei only took a look and could no longer move his gaze.

Nie Su!

That is his own little Su.

It's absolutely impossible to be wrong.

Why did she travel thousands of miles from the foot of the Tianshan Mountains to Bayankala Mountains? At this time, it was a puzzle that troubled Su Dawei's heart.

But more important than solving this mystery, it is to recognize her now.

"Xiao Su!"

Su Dawei shouted Nie Su's name and ran towards the altar.

An Wensheng and Li Bo couldn't catch up with him.

Unexpectedly, Su Dawei, who had always been calm, became so unreasonable when he saw just a figure suspected to be Nie Su.

In front of the altar, dozens of monks heard the shouts, and the chanting of scriptures stopped.

The old monk in the lead had white hair and beard. He turned his head and glared at Su Dawei, and shouted loudly at Su Dawei with a stiff syllable that looked like a metal collision.

In response to this, Su Dawei's reaction was that there was no response.

Can't understand.

I don’t care what you are talking about. There, on the edge of the cliff, standing on the protruding rock, and may fall from the cliff at any time as the wind sways, is my Xiao Su.

Compared to Xiao Su, nothing else matters.

Get out of the way!

Su Dawei's steps changed, and he made a circle with his cross steps, and he wanted to bypass the monks of the sect who were blocking his presence.

Just as his footsteps changed, the scenery in front of him changed, like a kaleidoscope.

After looking closely, dozens of monks from the Cult are blocking their own sects.

It was not dazzled, but somehow, I used the step method but still hit me head-on.

It's like a ghost hitting a wall.

"Om omma!"

The white-browed old monk was angry on his face and shouted at Su Dawei with anger, his voice roaring like a lion.
Chapter completed!