It’s quite cold!

Ji Mo, who had sealed his divine power, felt a chill, and instinctively wanted to use the Eight-nine Mysterious Skills to resist, but this seemed to be a use of divine power, well, just bear with it.

"Zhu Yinxue, aren't you cold?" Ji Mo looked at Zhu Yinxue, who was wearing denim shorts and a short-sleeved T-shirt, and couldn't help but ask.

"It's not cold, this temperature is so comfortable." Zhu Yinxue said with a smile. That smile was so beautiful against the backdrop of the snow-capped mountains.

"Okay, you're not cold, I'm cold." Ji Mo suddenly felt that he had been fooled. This guy was born from the origin of ice and snow. He is not afraid of the cold without his divine power. As a mortal, he should protect himself.

So, Ji Mo took out the ski equipment in the ring and put it on, thinking that he had everything in the ring. During his shopping spree, he basically decorated everything he saw. Who knows when he would use it.

Zhu Yinxue couldn't help but smile when she saw how tightly Ji Mo had wrapped herself up and how well prepared her ski equipment was.

"After all, you are at the peak level of a high-level god. Even if you don't have divine power, you won't be dressed like this. We are gods, not human beings." Zhu Yinxue said with a smile.

"I'm not born from ice and snow, so I'd better be careful. Do you want a hiking pole?" Jimo said and handed over a hiking pole.

"Okay, although I use it a lot, this seems to be quite fun." Zhu Yinxue held the trekking pole in his hands, used it, and found it quite good.

Kawabog Peak means "white snow mountain" in Tibetan and is known as the "God of Snow Mountains". Legend has it that it is the patron saint of Gajuba, a branch of the Nyingma sect, and ranks first among the eight sacred mountains in Tibetan areas.

Every year, a large number of believers in Tibetan areas travel thousands of miles to the Meili Snow Mountain for as little as 7 days or as long as half a month. They eat and sleep in the open air but are extremely pious. It is said that the Year of the Sheep in the Tibetan calendar is the birth year of Kawabog. If it falls in the Year of the Sheep in the Tibetan calendar, the number of pilgrims will increase dramatically.

Zeng, the roads in the mountains are full of believers who kowtow every step of the way.

The pilgrimage route is divided into two types: internal rotation and external rotation. The external route is a clockwise route around Kawabog Holy Mountain. Those who worship internally first go to the Baizhuan Sutra Hall, which is regarded as getting the key to the palace of the sacred mountain. Then they go to the Fei Zhuan Temple.

Visit Lai Temple, Taizi Temple, etc., and finally go to Yubeng Waterfall.

Of course, these people are only at the bottom and will not keep going up like those climbers who try to challenge. After all, the higher you go, the higher the risk, and no one has been able to reach the top successfully until now.

Ji Mo and Zhu Yinxue could see some believers who were migrating to the mountain at the beginning. Ji Mo also told Zhu Yinxue why these believers came here.

"These people are really devout in their faith. Why do I think there are no such devout believers in our remote land?" Zhu Yinxue said in surprise.

"It's because the three races of humans, gods and demons in our place are relatively chaotic. There are no demons on the earth. Even if there were before, the status of the demons was low. The gods have always had the highest status, and the common people believe more piously. And this

This kind of devout belief is actually not limited to belief in the gods, some are beliefs in a certain thing or a kind of animal or plant, for example, these people here have belief in this mountain peak." Ji Mo explained.

"Well, that makes sense. If I can get all these people here to believe in me, I guess I can get more power of faith." Zhu Yinxue said with a faint smile.

"Well, since they are so devout, the power of faith is definitely indispensable, but it is probably more difficult for them to change their faith. Once faith is formed, it is difficult to give up or change it," Jimo said.

"Well, that's true, let me think about it, but mountain climbing is quite fun." Zhu Yinxue said with a smile.

"Yes, there was once a love poem on earth, which contained the content of turning around the mountain. It was written by an infatuated Living Buddha. That man's name was Tsangyang Gyatso. He was not allowed to marry a wife, but he had his beloved.

Girls write a lot of love poems." Ji Mo suddenly remembered a poem.

Ji Mo has been basically in a love brain state for the past two days, and he can actually think of love poems.

"What poem?" Zhu Yinxue immediately became interested.

At that moment I ascended to immortality

Not for immortality, just for your safety and happiness

…

That month I shook all the prayer wheels

Not for salvation, just to touch your fingertips

That year, I kowtowed and prostrated on the mountain road.

Not for the sake of meeting, just for the sake of being close to your warmth

In that life, I turned around mountains, rivers, and pagodas.

Not for cultivating the afterlife, just for meeting each other on the way

That year, I kowtowed and prostrated on the mountain road.

Not for the sake of meeting, just for the sake of being close to your warmth

In that life, I turned around mountains, rivers, and pagodas.

Not for cultivating the afterlife, just for meeting each other on the way

Ji Mo read this poem to Zhu Yinxue, and the people worshiping in front of him seemed to meet the occasion.

"How's it going? Isn't this poem good? That monk named Cangyang Gyatso has made countless little girls cry with this poem." Ji Mo said with some sourness, he just knows how to write some poems.

? How could so many girls admire him? Even after hundreds of years, many people are still moved by him.

Huh? He finished speaking, but received no response from Zhu Yinxue.

A closer look revealed that there were tears in Zhu Yinxue's eyes, but they did not fall down and her eyes were red.

"What's wrong with you, Zhu Yinxue? Is it too windy here and blowing your eyes?" Jimo asked.

"This man is so infatuated and touching." Zhu Yinxue said this, tears streaming down her face.

"Are you that moved? Oh, don't cry. He just wrote that, and you girls still took it seriously." Ji Mo quickly advised.

"If you had one tenth or even one percent of the infatuation of Cangyang Gyatso, I would be satisfied." Zhu Yinxue glanced at Ji Mo with resentment.

"I don't want to be so infatuated. There is an old saying in China that deep love will not last long. Under normal circumstances, such infatuated people will not have a good ending. I heard that Tsangyang Gyatso was miserable in the end. I still feel like living a good life

More important than anything else." Ji Mo said lightly.

It's not that he doesn't value feelings, but he feels that such earth-shattering feelings rarely end well. In this case, it's better to just let nature take its course.

Cherish it when you have it, and bless it if you can't have it. The sky is huge and the world is so wonderful. Why do you want to live and die for love?

This is probably the thought of many straight men like Ji Mo.

"But we girls still hope that our boyfriends are such infatuated men." Zhu Yinxue glared at Ji Mo again, lamenting in her heart how she fell in love with such a heartless man.

"Gen Yuan Shen is that kind of infatuated man. When he lost Su Mei in the illusion, he almost committed suicide. But unfortunately, I am not. But I will be very good to my woman. When my woman encounters danger,

Sometimes, I will risk my own life to save you." Ji Mo looked at Zhu Yinxue and said seriously.

He may not be so infatuated with life-or-death love, but he will risk his life to save his woman, which is a man's responsibility.
Chapter completed!