In the dark night, the whistling sound of wind whistled in my ears. This was the sound of airflow caused by Zhan Tiantian's high-speed running, because there was no wind tonight.
At this moment, Zhan Yitian's mood was very complicated. He recalled everything that had just happened over and over again in his mind. Even he felt a little embarrassed, so much so that he didn't even notice how fast he was running now.
With a whoosh, Zhan Tiantian narrowly avoided a big tree!
Zhan Yitian understood that the Tibetan grandmother's first fainting actually had something to do with him, because the "swastika" golden talisman he refined and absorbed also contained a trace of the Tibetan grandmother's telepathy. It was as the refining progressed, when the trace of thought power was completely wiped out, that the Tibetan grandmother suddenly fainted.
There was a soft sound, and Zhan Tiantian's trousers were cut open by a thorn on the road, and he had no idea about it.
Zhan Yitian understood that the Tibetan grandmother's second fainting was inseparable from him. Now he had become a thief who stole ordinary people's treasures. If I become a great person in the future, this incident will probably become a joke that I will never forget.
"Mom, I owe you Zhan Yitian. As long as I have the chance, I will definitely make it up to you!" Zhan Yitian sighed secretly, quickly adjusted his mentality, and sped towards a temple he found on the way here.
Although tonight has just begun, Zhan Yitian has already done two disgraceful things, but the benefits to Zhan Yitian are obvious.
The refining and absorption of lung metal energy not only improved his golden spiritual root, but also increased his mana.
The Golden Horn Knife is obviously not a low-level magic weapon. It not only has two magical powers, but also has a premonition that its attack power is not ordinary. However, these still need time to study and master. After all, Zhan Yitian has not used the magic weapon yet. device experience.
"If my conjecture is correct, in these Tibetan temples, the prayer wheels that rotate all the year round should also have lung gold energy that can be refined. If I can absorb hundreds of "Swastika" If I use the lung metal energy contained in the golden talisman, then my golden spiritual root will break through to the fourth level, and the overall five element attributes will reach the stage of five wood, four metal, three earth, three water and three fire. With this five element cultivation, I will reach the foundation building stage. There will be five levels of certainty!”
Thinking of this, Zhan Yitian's mood gradually became more and more exciting, and the temple was getting closer and closer.
After a few more minutes, Zhan Tiantian finally came to a larger temple. This temple is also famous in Lhasa and has a long history. It is the Sera Temple in the north of Lhasa.
Entering the temple quietly, Zhan Tiantian saw a large number of prayer wheels lined up in a row. These prayer wheels are not only huge in size, but also covered with mysterious runes, making them appear extremely mysterious and solemn.
And when Zhan Yitian swept his mind over these prayer wheels, he saw that inside each prayer wheel, there was a piece of parchment paper that was several times larger than the hand-held prayer wheel.
What surprised Zhan Yitian was that these scripture papers were indeed filled with strong lung metal energy! Although none of them have formed the "卍" golden symbol, the lung metal energy formed has met the requirements for absorption and refining.
So Zhan Yitian suppressed his excitement and began to move quietly around the prayer wheels like a ghost...
In the Phuntsok Youth Hostel, when Zhan Tiantian refined and absorbed the last ray of lung gold energy in his Dantian, his face could no longer hide the excitement.
At this moment, Zhan Yitian's golden spiritual root actually grew to 9 levels in one fell swoop, and was only a hair away from reaching the fourth level!
In fact, Zhan Yitian has already felt that the growth of spiritual roots is extremely difficult, especially rising from the third level to the fourth level. This process is actually a hundred times more difficult than rising from the first level to the second level!
What's more, this is just the growth of one spiritual root. If you want to reach the next level of all five spiritual roots, Zhan Yitian can't imagine how much time it will take.
But what Zhan Yitian needs most now is to quickly upgrade the golden spiritual root to the third level, so that he can make a breakthrough in cultivation.
Although the Qi of Lung Metal in the hundreds of prayer wheels in Sera Monastery has been absorbed by Zhan Tiantian, Zhan Tiantian believes that there must be many prayer wheels in other temples in Lhasa.
Now, Zhan Yitian was about to attack another bigger temple.
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"I'm sorry for the guests who came from far away. I didn't expect such a thing to happen today. You must know that what my friend lost was a treasure with special meaning! If it was just an ordinary gold and silver Jewelry, Jizhu Dolma will never end this party early, and I ask the guests from afar for their understanding."
At this moment, a Tibetan uncle's modest words came from a white jeep outside the Phuntsog Hotel. As soon as he finished speaking, Xiang Hui started talking with a wine burp.
"Uh... hiccup... your bonfire party is quite good, not only with singing and dancing, but also wine and meat. Listen to me, if this incident hadn't happened, the party would have continued until the sun rose. , if it really reaches that level, it would be really fun, right Zhou Zichen?"
"Look, you've only had two bowls of wine and you're like this. If you really had a night of trouble, you'd probably be in the arms of some Tibetan girl!"
"Haha! That's right!"
When Zhou Zichen saw Xiang Hui, who was already swaying, his answer was full of ridicule, and Fang Wenxin on the side even smiled and agreed.
"How... how dare you, you are the most beautiful girl tonight, how could I fall in love with someone else!" Xiang Hui heard Zhou Zichen say this, sobered up from drinking, and immediately replied seriously.
"Haha! Zhou Zichen, when he said he didn't dare, that means he thought about it, but he didn't dare to do it just because you were there. Do you remember? There were really a few Tibetan girls surrounding him at that time. !”
"Humph! I think that's how it is, no man is careless!"
Fang Wen, who had a keen mind, was immediately troubled by the problem revealed in Xiang Hui's words. After laughing, Zhou Zichen's face darkened and he snorted coldly.
"No, no, even if I'm drunk, I still know where I am, what I said, and who I should treat sincerely!"
When Xiang Hui heard this, he was so shocked that he lost all his alcohol. He was so frightened that he desperately expressed his attitude. The straightforwardness of his words actually made Zhou Zichen's lips slightly pursed and his face turned red.
"I believe you. Where are the mutton chops you said you wanted to bring to Zhan for a day? Where are they now?" Fang Wenxin didn't believe Xiang Hui's words at all. At this moment, she kept asking, as if she wanted to see Xiang Hui make a fool of herself.
"Lamb chops? By the way, there is a grilled lamb chop in the car, Watto! Look, is my grilled lamb chop at your place? That's for my students to show off for the day!"
Hearing this, Xiang Hui slapped his forehead and finally remembered the promise he had made to show off for a day before departure. When he felt that his hands were empty, he immediately asked Watto who was still in the car.
"Haha, Brother Xiang, you gnawed clean a piece of lamb chop as big as a basin on the way back, and asked for a drink while gnawing it. I didn't know this was a night snack you brought to your friends, otherwise I will advise you to keep some." Watto said with a smile, picking up the two sheep bones that Xiang Hui had chewed and left in the car.
Xiang Hui was really dumbfounded this time when he saw the sheep bone swinging in Watto's hand. This was the night snack he promised to bring to Zhan Yitian. If Zhan Yitian hadn't offered it up, Xiang Hui wouldn't have been able to play with it. So happy.
And before leaving the bonfire venue, he did bring such a large piece of mutton chop for Zhan Yitian, but he didn't expect that he would accidentally eat this piece of mutton chop into his stomach because he drank too much.
"Goodbye friends, if you come to Lhasa next time, remember to pin me!"
Although there was a little accident tonight, Uncle Tsona's goal was basically achieved. Although the sword is priceless, to the Jizhu Dolma family, it is nothing in terms of value. The sword represents more of the family's inheritance.
The sudden disappearance of the Golden Horn Knife also made Da Zhen's marriage uncertain for a while. In this way, Tacso's family still had a chance.
So Uncle Cuona was happy and left his pager number to Xiang Hui and others to express his sincerity.
After saying that, the jeep left Phuntsok Hotel with a bang, but Xiang Hui still stood outside the hotel door.
A moment later, when Xiang Hui looked at the two goddesses in front of him with his head drooping, he couldn't help but asked weakly: "Why didn't you remind me when you saw me eating mutton chops?"
"How should we remind you? Do you still want to give the leftover mutton chops to Zhan Yitian? If that's the case, you are too... Let's not say it. Let's go upstairs. You'd better hope that Zhan Yitian has already eaten it. I forgot about it when I was asleep, haha!" Fang Wenxin frowned and asked with a look of surprise on her face. After saying that, she pulled Zhou Zichen and quickly walked into the hotel.
Hearing this, Xiang Hui grabbed his short hair and looked up to the sky with a long sigh. However, he could only rely on Fang Wenxin's last words, and hoped that Zhan Tiantian could make up for this mistake before he remembered this incident. After all, now It's past midnight, and there are no barbecue spots outside.
At this time, Zhan Yitian was sitting cross-legged on the bed, naturally listening to every word of their conversation outside the hotel. However, Zhan Yitian shook his head after listening. He hoped that Xiang Hui could go back to his room and fall asleep soon.
