Zhu Hanwen didn't expect that the other party's group of creatures with a low IQ still knew how to cooperate with the method of sneak attack. With one move, "slaying demons and subduing demons" drove the ice cone open and began to pay attention to the surrounding environment. These snowmen would not give him a chance, and they screamed and attacked him again. Each punch had a thousand pounds of strength. Zhu Hanwen did not dare to be surrounded by the other party, so he had to move and entangle him. In addition, he focused all his attention in the surrounding environment. He wanted to see who was hiding and sneaking into him.

Sure enough, after a few encounters, several ice cones condensed in the wind and snow again and poked them in Zhu Hanwen's back. A gleam in Zhu Hanwen's eyes flashed, and two blue lights were emitted from his feet. "Six Flow Water" stepped on Xue Wuhen, and in an instant, he came to behind a soil bun not far away, and hit the guy who had just finished casting the spell.

"What's the thing?" Zhu Hanwen exclaimed, subconsciously kicked the other party, kicking the monster away.

The other party obviously did not expect that this young boy was so fast that he could detour in front of him in a blink of an eye and hurriedly wanted to cast the spell again. However, Zhu Hanwen would not give him another chance. His magical powers were circulating under his feet, and his body turned into a phantom and rushed to him again. He covered his head and face with a rake. The monster had only time to set up an ice wall in front of him, and was slapped by Zhu Hanwen, and then kicked it again.

Zhu Hanwen also saw clearly the other party's appearance. The monster had long snow-white hair and was wearing a white linen robe. The muscles on his face had all shrunk. The original position of the two eyes had been completely sunken. Only two white lenses replaced the eyeballs. They were not one meter five in length. The lower body was hidden under the robe. But what we can know is that it must have no feet and was completely movable by spells. The arms were covered by two extremely long sleeves, and there was no way to see if they had hands. When casting the spell, they waved their arms gently, and the two white lenses emitted a light, and the spell had been formed. Although it was not a profound spell, it was because of its speed, and... a lot of them.

Zhu Hanwen was happily ravaging this monster who was called the snow demon. At some point, seven or eight such monsters had floated over the mountain road behind. He saw a purple light flashing in the eyes of the slightly taller snow demon in the eyes of the leader. The other snow demons cast spells together. The wind and snow in the sky instantly condensed hundreds of ice cones and shot towards Zhu Hanwen.

Seeing this, Zhu Hanwen did not dare to delay too much. He didn't know what happened in the other few ways, and he quickly moved the "Guide to Getting Started with Heavenly Soldiers". The rake in his hand activated the "Tiangang Warcraft" and the infinite fighting spirit was instantly wrapped around his whole body. He didn't know when his set of martial arts had broken through to this level. He only felt that there was endless fighting spirit on his body. The snow demon on the mountain road could not even escape. He was photographed like a pool of bones in minutes. As for those snowmen, they had more strength but were not flexible enough. They just needed to smash their joints and they immediately lost their ability to move.

However, Zhu Hanwen had been cleaned up along the way. When he turned around and wanted to support the other routes, he saw Hou Lie chasing the two snowmen of the great lamas. Fan Zhen and Yang Yuan had already begun to help rescue the injured Tibetans.

"You are too slow, come and help. Someone here is injured." Fan Zhen said to him with a teasing look on his face.

Zhu Hanwen was shameless and seemed to have nothing happened. He ran over happily to help. After a while, Hou Lie finished the solution and walked over with two big lamas. The leader looked like he was in his fifties and sixties. His big red monk robe was half-barred, revealing his very strong muscles. His thick arms were thicker than Hou Lie's waist. He looked like an iron tower. Although the other person was younger, his body was no less than his.

The great lama walked closer and gave a Buddhist ritual to Fan Zhen, then nodded to everyone, and said, "I am a monk named Sanjie. Thank you to this Zen master and all the distinguished guests from Zhongdi. If you hadn't helped you, these people would have suffered heavy casualties."

"The master is so polite. Punishing evil and promoting good fortune is what our Buddhist disciples should do. We happened to stay in the temple and saw unfairness on the way." Fan Zhenbaoxiang replied solemnly, clasping his hands together.

Sangjie smiled and nodded and continued to talk with Fan Zhen. Yang Yuan and Hou Lie knew nothing about Buddhism. Although Zhu Hanwen was in charge of "2048 Methods to Practice to Become a Buddha", he really didn't want to listen to them joking the phone. The three of them greeted Fan Zhen and continued to help the people whose houses were smashed by stones.

"The courtesy must be something for others. The old guy saw that he was very senior. He was willing to spend so long with Fan Zhen. He must have something to do." Zhu Hanwen muttered to the other two while carrying the stone.

"It's not that we are not familiar with them, so what can we ask for?" Yang Yuan said in confusion.

"Let's go and see, you're here." Zhu Hanwen said, winked at Yang Yuan. The two stood up and saw Fan Zhen walking towards them with a hesitation.

"That...Senior Brother Zhu..." Fan Zhen wanted to speak and stopped. Yang Yuan knew it as soon as he saw his expression. Zhu Hanwen said it was absolutely true, and he admired his insight a little more.

"Tell me, it seems that you have agreed to me, right?" This time it was Zhu Hanwen's turn to tease.

"Well, let's not talk about this for now. Do you know why these monsters besiege this county?" Fan Zhen tried to change the topic.

"Why?" Zhu Hanwen's curiosity was indeed hooked by her.

"Because they have reincarnated spirit children here." Fan Zhen continued to see that his plan succeeded.

"Ah?!Which living Buddha belongs to?" This shocked Zhu Hanwen.

"I don't know, the two living Buddhas of Tantric Buddhism were reincarnated together for some reason a few months ago. So I don't know who this person is here." Fan Zhen lowered his voice.

"Two guys?" Zhu Hanwen exclaimed, and then he knew that he had lost his composure. He immediately covered his mouth and asked in a low voice, "The two living Buddhas have been reincarnated, then the whole Tibet is in chaos?"

"Isn't that true! Originally, the Jinlun Temple was the most powerful sect nearby, but everyone had spread their hands to find the reincarnated spirit child, so there were only so many people left. Unexpectedly, the reincarnated spirit child was actually inside the county town. Yesterday, the illusion of the holy lake of Lamonato showed up, and it was here in the lake. This morning, the great Lama Sanjie had just determined the candidate for the spirit child through the "Sutong" method, but he was besieged in the evening." Fan Zhen said.

"This is no coincidence." Zhu Hanwen frowned and said.

"Master Sanjay said the same thing, so I want to ask us to escort the spirit boy to Brada Palace."

"That big lama is not like a hasty person, would he trust us so easily?"

"There are two Vajras to help us." Fan Zhen blurted out, and then he knew that he was still talking and looked at him pitifully.

"I'll just say it." Zhu Hanwen helped his forehead, and the woman was too careless. It was obvious that she didn't trust you and wanted to use you. She just made a few words and made a clear arrangement for you. You still seemed to be carrying some important missions, so you didn't worry about people selling them and counting money.

When Fan Zhen saw his dying appearance, he quickly said, "There are all Buddhists in the world. I cannot ignore such a big deal. Master Sanjie is a master of Buddhism and is a great monk who will never plot against us."

Yes, the mentally impolite spirit has not passed, and the mentally impolite spirit has come up again. Zhu Hanwen was unwilling to argue with him about these ghosts and nodded immediately, saying that he wanted to solve the problem of protecting the reincarnation and spiritual power to arrive at his destination safely. Fan Zhen immediately smiled when he heard Zhu Hanwen's statement. Yang Yuan saw that Fan Zhen was happy, so he naturally followed him and smiled foolishly, no longer asking anything else. Hou Lie came over and muttered to Zhu Hanwen, unable to hear what he was saying. He only saw Zhu Hanwen nodding and said, "Don't be impatient, I have a clear idea." Hou Lie nodded and said.

After several people settled all the injured people, they returned to Jinlun Temple to rest. After all the night of trouble, the few people didn't sleep much. Early the next morning, two figures like iron towers were reflected on the windows of the door. Fan Zhen quickly got up and cleaned up, then opened the door. The abundant sunshine on the plateau suddenly shone on Zhu Hanwen's face. He couldn't sleep even if he wanted to.

"The two masters later, we can set off now." Fan Zhen looked apologetically at Zhu Hanwen, who was covered in disgust and said to the two iron towers.

"It's okay, we righteous people, we should help each other, right?" Yang Yuan quickly stood up to smooth things over. Fan Zhen blushed and gave Yang Yuan a thankful look.

Zhu Hanwen couldn't stand the two of them being frowning and flirting with each other. He stood up and pushed Hou Lie who had just been napping. The group of people packed up and followed the two Vajras to the main hall of Jinlun Temple. Rows of prayer wheels and huge Thangkas. The entire main hall was exactly the same as the Tibetan Buddhist temple played on TV. The Great Lama of Sanjie was already sitting cross-legged in the middle of the hall waiting for them, and a little boy next to him whose eyes were completely inconsistent with his age was also staring at the four people.

"Is Master Jialan Master?" the little boy said to Fan Zhen, his childish voice incompatible with his mature tone.

Fanzhen was shocked at the time and said, "Jialan is my master, I am her disciple, and her Dharma name is Fanzhen."

"Fan Zhen..." The little boy pondered for a moment, "You are the master, Ye Ci, Ye Bei, Ye Xian, or Ye Zhen?"

"My master named Ye Bei is now the abbot of Putuo Mountain in the South China Sea." Fan Zhen's attitude became more and more humble.

The little boy seemed to be trapped in his memories and said nothing more, "Very good, very good" and stopped talking.

Seeing that the little boy stopped talking, Sanjie stood up and bowed to Fan Zhen and the other two and said, "I'll bother you a lot this time. After successfully reaching the Brada Palace, there is an airport where you can send you back to the Central Plains."
Chapter completed!