Fake Immortals in the Cultivation Realm of Life

Chapter 481 The past (one more)
After the restoration of China, the safety zone and hunting zone were re-divided, and it was stipulated that all citizens could only hunt if they entered the hunting zone.

Because of the signing of the tri-ethnic covenant, the bases of each ethnic group are now peaceful.

But this kind of peace is like floating clouds, which may be wiped away with a single swipe.

In the snowy base, Sanji Gonpo secretly came to Jinguang Valley after receiving the accurate news that the elites of all races on the earth had entered the small floating world.

Jinguang Valley is surrounded by mountains on three sides and water on one side, and in front of the beautiful and clear blue waves of Jinguang Lake, there is a magnificent temple - Jinguang Temple.

Before the doomsday, it was unknown, so that after the doomsday, it became a gold-selling cave where no one knew about it;
But now, it has restored peace and tranquility, still like a hermit who has lived in the mountains for a long time, not disturbed by foreign objects.

And no matter whether you have experienced prosperity or decline, whether you believe in good thoughts or nourish evil, the tall golden Buddha in the center of the lake always looks at all living beings in this world with compassion.

Sangji Gonpo used some method to pass through the magic circle outside the valley without alarming the lamas in Jinguang Temple, and then swam to the foot of the golden Buddha in the middle of the lake.

At this time, he scanned the big Buddha inch by inch with his eyes, as if looking at a rare treasure.

I heard people say that all people in Tibet believe in Buddha, and their belief in Buddha runs through their lives from birth to death.

But although Sanji Gonpo is the most authentic Tibetan, he does not believe in any religion. Even after undergoing various brainwashing, he still only believes in himself.

Especially after the apocalypse, when he competed with dogs for food, he was even more convinced that in this world, even dogs lost their loyalty, and the only thing he could rely on was himself.

The days of being taken to Jinguang Temple as slaves were actually not as bitter as outsiders imagined.

There are no zombies here, no vicious mutated animals and plants. Although people are more vicious than the first three, the human heart is the best thing to fool.

Here, the rough envoy's servants don't need to be better than others, they just need to cater to your boss better than others.

Such days are naturally full of humiliation in the eyes of others, but for Sanji Gonpo and his dog, having something to fill their stomachs is already the happiest thing in life (dog life).

Of course, it is not that Sangji Gonpo has never been beaten. After all, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and in the rivers and lakes, how can it be possible not to be beaten.

Sangji Gonpo was seriously injured. Not only that, he was tied to a stone and sank into the lake. The dog who always robbed him of food bit the rope for him and dragged him to the center of the lake.

Gouzi, who often fishes secretly in the lake, knows that there is a half-person-high hole on the stone platform at the foot of the golden Buddha in the center of the lake, and he can enter the hollow Buddha through this hole, and there is also him who saves money. Use half a fish that is ready for emergency.

And Sanji Gonpo, who had been in a coma for a long time, naturally didn't know that his dog who was afraid of death was actually quite loyal.

But Sanji Gonpo, who entered the belly of the Great Buddha, was seriously injured. When he was dying, he seemed to see a gray figure in the shape of a human rushing towards him frantically, but a golden light spread in front of him in a protective gesture. Open a big network.

It is also this golden light that makes Sanji Gonpo feel an unparalleled motivation in his heart.

"Golden light of merit!"

A word that had never been heard before appeared in Sangye Gonpo's mind, accompanied by a formula.

Following instinct, Sanji Gonpo recited this mantra silently in his heart, and then he felt a force awakening from his body. Although it was not strong enough, it was enough for him to open his eyes and survive.

Sangji Gonpo's first action after waking up was to look for the gray shadow of the human figure and the golden light, but he found nothing.

If he hadn't survived such a serious injury, he would still have that mantra deeply imprinted in his mind, and when he silently recited the mantra, there was still a power gradually awakening, and he even thought he had a dream of wanting to be strong.

Before the doomsday, Sanji Gonpo was also a bookworm who liked to read all kinds of YY novels. At this time, he didn't know that he had encountered an adventure.

At this time, a gust of cool wind blew by, which only made the wet Sangye Gonpo shiver, and then his body froze slowly. Where did the wind come from the belly of the Buddha?

Thinking of the gray shadow of the human figure he saw when he was dying, Sanji Gonpo felt a drop of cold sweat roll down from his forehead into his eyes, and the tears fell down uncontrollably.

At this moment, the dog who was out fishing came in, and Sanji Gonpo felt that the cool wind seemed to disappear.

Before he could figure out why, the dog whose eyes lit up when he woke up pulled his clothes and was about to go out.

Sangji Gonpo, who already had a tacit understanding with Gouzi, rolled his eyes in the dark and asked, "Is it time for dinner at dawn?"

Hearing this, the dog's thick tail wagged even more happily.

Sangji Gonpo looked up to the top of his head, and even the whole space was dark, but he just felt that there was something waiting for him to get it, and his heart told him what he had to get.

Before Sanji Gonpo could make a move, he felt a cool wind eager to try again, and hurried out of the Buddha with his dog.

He needs to build up, get ready and he'll definitely be back.

At this time, Sanji Gonpo still didn't understand what an opportunity is, and he didn't know that the arrival of one person would cause avalanches and mudslides in the snowy base, let alone that it had been more than ten years since he came here again. later.

Sangji Gonpo sneaked ashore, returned to his residence and changed his clothes, just in time for the last wave of breakfast, holding two fist-sized grass seed balls, and seeing the horrified eyes of the gang of "murderers" last night, Sanji Gonpo only felt a burst of depression and finally spit it out.

Speaking of which, he would also like to thank these gangsters, if it weren't for them, he would not have encountered such an adventure.

Of course, I should be more grateful to my dog, so Sanji Gonpo generously gave the dog the hidden mouse leg as a meal.

It's just that his happiness lasted for a long time, because half a day later, because some important people would come to the Xueyu base for inspection, Jinguang Temple, a dead gold vault, became a forbidden place that could never be discovered.

All slaves, including Sanji Gonpo, were centralized and managed, and when no one was allowed to act, it was because they were afraid that they would find a way to deliver letters to the outside.

That great man was called the "Master of Untruth", and it was not the first time Sangye Gonpo had heard this name.

Some people have said that teahouses and brothels are actually places where information circulates the fastest, and Jinguang Temple is a collection of various entertainments. When those big shots get carried away, many things are no longer secrets.

The most discussed recently happened to be this Master of the Untrue—the friar who flies into the sky and escapes from the earth in the novel.

Those fat-headed big men have very contradictory attitudes towards this untrue master, because this master is like the reincarnation of a boy who spread wealth. Everywhere he goes, he will leave behind a kind of aura that allows ordinary people to soar into the sky. treasure.

Of course, his temperament of preaching scriptures everywhere and then punishing the good and promoting the evil is not what these big shots like.

Sanji Gonpo didn't have any feelings for this untrue master before. After all, whether it is a treasure that can be purchased with a crystal nucleus or a sanskrit sound that clears the soul, it has nothing to do with their shady slaves.

But now, looking at the opportunity that is close at hand but not available, Sanji Gonpo thought, this false master is really annoying!
(End of this chapter)