Big man

Grand Master Luo Ji completely ignored the others, and his cold eyes fell directly on Xiao Fan's face.

Naturally, it would be rude to do so.

However, Grand Master Logi's age qualified him to do so.Moreover, true hermits don't care much about secular etiquette.They are often able to put aside the external appearance of things and see the essence directly.

"Master Logy!"

Xiao Fan stood still under the steps, leaning slightly.

A smile bloomed on the old monk's old face like dried orange peel, like a spring breeze blowing through the severe winter.

"Mr. Xiao is polite, please come in!"

The courtyard where Grand Master Luo Ji lived was also poorly furnished.Ascetics don't care about those extraterrestrial enjoyments.It is impossible to show off in a place like Jiayuan Temple.Throughout the year, even outsiders can't see a few, so who is the show for?Only the real eminent monks and virtues will choose to come here to practice penance and sharpen their minds.

Everyone sat down in the courtyard, without chairs, and each had a futon.Master Gyatso personally served a cup of tea to the guests.It's clear tea, not butter tea.The main function of butter tea is to increase body heat, resist the severe cold of the plateau, and help eliminate altitude sickness.When it comes to aroma, it is naturally not as good as real green tea.

"Which school of art in Middle-earth does Mr. Xiao come from?"

Grand Master Luo Ji asked with a smile, his eyes were still as frightening as cold electricity between opening and closing his eyes.

Ji Qingsha was a little unaccustomed to it. For such an elderly monk, everything in the world should be taken lightly.Such cold eyes seem to be a bit incompatible with Luo Ji's status as a great master and eminent monk.Of course, this is just Ji Qingsha's personal feeling.Perhaps, the masters on the snowy plateau and the Buddhist monks in China have different goals of penance.

"Great master. I am a descendant of the Wuji sect."

"Heir of the Promise?"

Grand Master Luo Ji suddenly changed color.

"Then, what is the relationship between Mr. Xiao and Master Zhishui?"

Xiao Fan hurriedly bowed his body, and said respectfully: "It is the teacher."

Grand Master Luo Ji was even more surprised.He looked up and down Xiao Fan in amazement, as if he couldn't believe it: "Mr. Xiao is the direct disciple of Zhishui Zhenren? But, if the old monk is not mistaken, Mr. Xiao is very young... Although I have a good relationship with Zhishui Zhenren On the one hand, but a long time ago, when I was still very young, when I traveled to the Central Plains, I heard of Zhishui's great reputation..."

You are only a little older, how could you be the direct disciple of Master Zhishui?

Although Grand Master Luo Ji has reached an octogenarian age, he is compared with Patriarch Zhishui.But he is a "young man" again. If he had been lucky enough to meet Zhishui Daoist in those years, Grand Master Luo Ji would have followed the etiquette of his disciples.For example, Master Gyatso is a disciple of Great Master Luo Ji. He looks very young, but in fact he is almost fifty years old.

Ji Qingsha smiled at the side and said: "Great Master. Mr. Xiao is not only a direct disciple of Patriarch Zhishui, but also the current head teacher of Wuji Sect!"

Grand Master Luoji was even more surprised. He saluted Xiao Fan again, and said, "So it's Master Xiao, I'm sorry... I heard from Gyatso that Master Xiao helped the Doba Tribe to drive away the thousand-year-old snow demon. It turned out to be from the Wuji Sect." It's no wonder that the real person in charge of teaching today."

Xiao Fan said a few words of humility.

For a virtuous and eminent monk as old as Master Luo Ji.Xiao Fan respected from the bottom of his heart.

"I heard from Gyatso that Master Xiao and his party are planning to go deep into the snow mountain to find the lair of the thousand-year-old snow demon. Are they planning to completely exterminate this monster?"

"It does."

Grand Master Luoji's expression suddenly became serious, and he said in a deep voice: "Master Xiao, according to the legend. This thousand-year-old snow demon is a demon spirit in the snow, with infinite power. Please forgive me, you in the Duoba tribe can fight It wounded or even drove it away. It should be caught off guard. But you must also know that in the depths of the snow mountain, the snow demon can exert its greatest power. But we humans will be affected by bad weather, and our real strength is very small. Difficult to perform."

Xiao Fan nodded and said, "The Great Master is right."

Seeing that Xiao Fan did not intend to change his mind, Grand Master Luo Ji asked again: "Master Xiao, how do you track down the whereabouts of the thousand-year-old snow demon in this icy world?"

Xiao Fan said: "When we fought against the Snow Demon, we used to take advantage of it's unpreparedness and left some behinds on it. As long as the Snow Demon does not leave thousands of miles away, we will be able to detect its traces."

Grand Master Luoji said in surprise: "I never imagined that Master Xiao would have such a means. Guozhen is worthy of the great sect of China."

Ascetics on the plateau, who practice "meditation", also have similar tracking methods, but that is only for ordinary people, and it is far from enough to track this kind of monster in the snow.

Xiao Fan smiled, and said a few more words of humility.

Grand Master Luo Ji pondered for a while, then said in a deep voice: "How about this, Master Xiao, you guys will rest at Jiayuan Temple for one night, and tomorrow morning, I will accompany you all into the mountains to look for the thousand-year-old snow demon."

Everyone was taken aback immediately.

Tendorjee almost jumped up, and hurriedly called out, "Great Master, how can that be?"

Isn't it, old monk?Even if you are not a hundred years old, you should be in your nineties.Are you kidding us when you go deep into the Daxue Mountain in such windy and snowy weather?Have you ensured that you can still walk a mile after leaving the gate of the monastery?

Ordinary seniors in their nineties can walk hundreds of meters by themselves on a sunny day without assistance, which is already remarkable.Even if Grand Master Luo Ji has a high level of cultivation, superb internal strength, and is the most famous hermit on the snowy plateau, everyone will never believe that he still has such physical strength.

Master Gyatso also hurriedly said: "Master, absolutely not!"

Seeing that Xiao Fan and Ji Qingsha were about to talk to each other, Grand Master Luo Ji waved his hand, stopped them, and said with a smile: "Master Xiao, at the age of [-], the master can still accept apprentices and give lessons, can you just look down on me like this?" Am I an old bone? Of course Wujimen is a great sect in China, and it has been passed down for thousands of years, but our plateau Buddhism also has its own unique secrets. If it really drags you down, Master Xiao just throws the old monk on the road , ignore it."

Xiao Fan couldn't help laughing bitterly.

This old monk is really Jiang Gui's nature, old and spicy.When these words were spoken forcefully, all Xiao Fan's words of admonition were immediately blocked back.To say anything else is to look down on the unique secret of plateau Buddhism!

Besides, since the old monk is so confident, it is by no means impulsive.If he really didn't have a solid foundation in his heart, Grand Master Luo Ji would not have made such a request rashly.

It's not because people are old that they are really impatient and want to find their own death.

That's how things settled.

That night, a group of five people rested at Jiayuan Temple. Ji Qingsha took a good hot bath, and immediately felt refreshed. The fatigue of several days seemed to be swept away, and she became radiant and full of energy.

Early the next morning, the hunting team left Jiayuan Temple.

Grand Master Luo Ji was impressively in the team.

The old monk was holding a hardwood cane, wearing a cotton robe and a cotton hat, just like Tendorji and others, with a long leather pouch around his waist, which contained dry food. Flying continuously in the sky, it looks very dazzling.

Jiayuan Temple was still quiet, except for Guru Gyatso, no other ascetics showed up to see him off.Tendor Dorjee explained to Xiao Fan that the masters who practiced in seclusion in Jiayuan Temple were not subordinate to each other.Luoji Grand Master Nian Gao Dexun, if there is any matter in the temple on weekdays, he usually asks him for instructions on how to deal with it, but it does not mean that the other masters are his disciples.In the snow-covered plateau, this is a very normal phenomenon.But all the mountain temples where ascetic monks live in seclusion are similar to the situation of Jiayuan Temple.

Master Gyatso is a direct disciple of Master Luoji, so he is naturally different from others.

Originally, Master Gyatso wanted to go into the mountain with Master, but was stopped by Master Luoji. The old monk did not give a reason, but his tone and expression were extremely serious.

The blizzard has stopped, and there is a vast expanse of whiteness in front of me, and it is impossible to distinguish the north, south, east, and west.

This time, it was Grand Master Luoji who walked in the front of the team. Grand Master Luoji made it clear that no one was more familiar with the geographical conditions deep in the Snow Mountain than him, even the most senior interviewer of the Doba tribe. The medicine man is not as good as him.

No one doubted this point.

The ascetics on the snow-covered plateau are somewhat similar to the Taoist hermits in the Central Plains. Their common feature is the pursuit of the way of longevity.It's just that the Taoist hermits burn mercury to make alchemy, and the ascetics on the plateau collect and prepare medicines, which is roughly the same.In order to collect medicinal materials, Grand Master Luo Ji must have gone deep into the hinterland of Daxue Mountain more than once when he was young.

Xiao Fan and Ji Qingsha followed closely behind.

Firstly, they want to trace the breath of the thousand-year-old snow demon and point out the direction for the leader; secondly, they are not at ease with Master Luoji.In case the old monk is exhausted, he can be rescued in time.If the old monk was placed at the end of the line, he might be blown away by the strong wind at some point, and no one else would know.

However, an hour later, both Xiao Fan and Ji Qingsha changed their original thoughts.

The old monk's physical strength far exceeded their expectations.Leaning on a cane, he walked unhurriedly at the front of the team. Although the speed could not be said to be very fast, after an hour, he did not stop and kept advancing at such a constant speed.Xiao Fanji Qingsha is okay, Dan Dorjee can keep up, Gongbu and Danzhu's internal strength is obviously not as good, and they are already a little out of breath.Reluctantly walked for another hour, and even had to take the initiative to ask to stop and take a short rest.After the two brothers and sisters sat down, they looked at each other with expressions of surprise and admiration.

The great master Luoji is famous on the plateau, and even the chief monk pays his respects as disciples. It is definitely not without reason.

After another seven days of walking, a group of six people climbed over a large glacier and climbed a high snow mountain.

"This is Mount Logong!"

Grand Master Luo Ji's eyebrows and beard were covered with a thin layer of frost, but he was still full of energy, and said calmly.

Xiao Fan and Ji Qingsha stood side by side beside Great Master Luo Ji, looking into the distance, and raised their eyebrows at the same time, showing a look of surprise and joy.