Chapter 1251 The Man Who Turns the Mountain
Chapter 1251 The Man Who Turns the Mountain
Chapter 1251 The Man Who Turns the Mountain
This scene made Zhang Yi fall into silence.
It also made everyone who saw it couldn't help but sigh with emotion.
People with super powers can indeed withstand the cold in such a cold season.
But that requires consuming their powers.
What's more, being able to do it and being willing to do it are completely different things.
There are no human beings or buildings within a hundred miles of here, but he is slowly kowtowing along the snow-capped mountains.
Zhang Yi had heard that there is a way to pray for blessings on the snowy plateau, which is to kowtow and walk around the mountain.
Only the most devout believers would choose this most difficult way.
There is a line in Tsangyang Gyatso's poem: That year, I traveled around the mountains, rivers, and pagodas, not to cultivate the afterlife, but just to meet you in this life.
It can be seen that for Tantra believers, this is the highest level of penance.
I had heard of Zhang Yi in the self-media before, but this was the first time I had seen him, and it was still at this time.
The end of the world is coming, order is broken, and people's hearts are in chaos.
In order to survive, the vast majority of people can even abandon their morality and human ethics.
And how many people can still have faith?
"That must be a stranger from the Snowy Land, maybe a monk from Sangjia Temple."
Yang Xinxin reminded Zhang Yidao.
She wasn't interested in things like religion, so she wasn't affected much.
If a person is too smart and sees many things too thoroughly, he will have no respect for anything.
Zhang Yi thought for a while, "It's better not to disturb him. To be able to practice hard here, you must not be ordinary people. After all, we are outsiders, so we should avoid being tainted with right and wrong."
Even so, the snowmobile still headed in the direction of the ascetic monk, which was the only way to enter the snowy area.
Everyone looked at him for more than ten minutes. The ascetic monk completely ignored everything in the outside world.
His naked upper body was as strong as a Buddha statue in a temple, and his bare feet were wide, leaving two rows of clear marks on the snow.
Zhang Yi suddenly slowed down the car, looked at the ascetic monk, and slowly raised the corners of his mouth.
"I didn't expect to see a good show here."
Uncle You said in confusion: "What's wrong?"
Zhang Yi smiled lightly: "Someone is here."
Liang Yue's right hand subconsciously placed on the handle of Long Ming's knife.
"There is murderous intent around here."
Several people in the car became nervous and immediately took out their weapons.
Liang Yue then said: "This murderous intention is not directed at us."
Zhang Yi narrowed his eyes, and he could already feel the strange movement around him.
He could hide it from others, but he couldn't hide it from him who had the power of time and space.
He is more sensitive to the vibrations of space than anyone else.
The ground beneath their feet rumbled, and a dozen snow dragons suddenly emerged from all directions, rushing towards Zhang Yi and the other ascetics who were less than a kilometer away.
Zhang Yi could clearly detect that when a snow dragon passed by them, a sense of prying eyes swept over them.
Zhang Yi did not make any move.
The ability of [All Things Follow] told him that these people would not do anything to them.
Their target was the ascetic.
"boom!!"
The snow dragon suddenly exploded at the end of the earth, and a dozen people jumped out from under the ice and snow, surrounding the ascetic monk.
"The lackey of Sangjia Temple, your death has come!"
A woman walked over. She was dressed in white, almost invisible in the heavy snow, but she had long hair tied into pigtails with colorful strips of cloth.
Zhang Yilai had made preparations for his trip to the snow-covered plateau before, and he knew that this was a local ethnic costume.
So these people are also people from the Snowy Land.
"Local power struggle?"
Zhang Yi tilted his head and said lightly.
"what should we do?"
Uncle You asked worriedly.
They are outsiders who need to hide their identities, so they are not suitable to intervene in any local fights.
"Just watch the show."
Zhang Yi said lightly.
"Since we are vicious mercenaries, we can't abide by the rules too much. Besides, there are masters among these people."
Before he finished speaking, the man in white had already taken action.
The other men in white didn't move nearby, but surrounded the ascetic monk coldly.
The one who took action was the long-haired woman who looked like the leader.
The face of the long-haired woman was quickly covered by ice and snow, and her body showed a layer of crystallization, which was the purest ice crystal.
Her hair, torso, and limbs all turned into solid ice. Her hair was as thin as iron wire, long ice blades sprouted from her arms, and the thick ice crystals all over her body condensed into armor.
She swung her fists hard at the young monk, and the next moment, a terrifying snowstorm emerged behind her, and ice blades struck the young monk like sharp knives.
The ice and snow storm, like an avalanche, carries a momentum that almost destroys everything in sight.
This move made Zhang Yi narrow his eyes.
"At least 9600 points... or 9700?"
In real battles between aliens, as long as they are not dueling and testing, the attacks are all killing moves, so the approximate range of strength can be judged at a glance.
This long-haired woman is an ice and snow ability user, but her strength exceeds that of Fatty Xu by an unknown amount.
The young monk's hair was disheveled and his true appearance could not be seen clearly.
He stood there with his hands clasped together, and the terrifying ice and snow storm stirred up strong winds, which also lifted the messy long hair from his face.
Even at this time, he still had a smile on his face, but the face that bowed his head and smiled was vaguely filled with pity for all living beings.
"Why bother."
He muttered softly, but his body did not move at all.
The raging snowstorm, like a snow mountain collapsing, came to him in an instant, and the endless ice and snow storm rolled over.
But like a stubborn stone in the flood, he stood in the snow with his hands clasped together, letting it wash away without moving.
The sharp ice spikes scratched across his bare chest and cheeks, but they shattered like snowflakes without leaving even a single scratch.
And when she saw the young monk's face clearly, the long-haired woman's expression suddenly changed!
"Jueguo, it's you!"
Jueguo raised his head and looked at the long-haired woman in front of him. The long-haired woman did not hesitate at all. Although her eyes flashed with complexity, she still shouted and rushed towards Jueguo!
Her whole body was covered in hard ice and snow, and the violent blizzard enveloped her, and any part of her body could be turned into a deadly weapon.
Carrying such a powerful momentum, it crashed into Jueguo like the top of Mount Tai!
Jueguo's sigh echoed on the snowfield like the Buddha's lament.
At this moment, Zhang Yi and the others could clearly hear the sigh even though they were thousands of meters away.
Jueguo suddenly raised his right hand, and a golden light burst out from his body.
He raised his right hand, and behind him it seemed as if a Buddha stretched out his arm from the void, with a swastika in his palm pressing down on the long-haired woman.
The endless blizzard she carried melted away instantly when it met the golden palm, just like the spring snow in March meets the scorching sun.
"puff!"
With just one move, the long-haired woman was suppressed to the ground by the golden palm.
And Zhang Yi's eyes also flashed with a dark light.
"Ypsilon!"
"I knew this guy was not simple, but I didn't expect to meet the Burial Master of the Snowy Plateau here!"
