The Styx River entered the Great Snow Mountain for three days before walking out of this vast wasteland. At most, Xiongla Snow Mountain went to the south of Tibet. On the road, you can see the stone path that the husband and the horse captain stepped out of. This road has been a key road to Tibet by the Sichuan side since ancient times. Because most of the horse captains the tea from Shu to Tibet, it is called the ancient tea horse road.

Along the way, there was a layer of thin ice between the hair and beards of the Styx, and they looked white and graceful, and they were very ancient and clumsy. He wore a Taoist robe in the cold plateau. He occasionally encountered a horse team on the road, so he dared to bypass it from afar, knowing that he was not a mortal.

When they arrived in Motuo, there were more people. Motuo was an important town on the ancient tea-horse road. It was not uncommon for Han merchants to travel, so a Taoist priest from the Styx River was not eye-catching. Tibetan nobles often came here to buy tea and silk supplies from Shu. In the ancient town, caravans came and went, leading horse-drawn Han guards and lamas Tibetans, shoulder to shoulder, and had a different demeanor from other places.

There are many merchants walking around here, all of whom are very eye-catching. A Taoist priest from the Styx is here alone, and their stomachs are also a little gurgling and dare not provoke them easily. Especially in the high and cold climate here, the Styx is wearing a light Taoist robe, which makes people with vision secretly afraid and restrain their subordinates from acting rashly.

The more this happens, the more confident the person who dares to cause trouble.

There was a Tibetan aristocratic girl next to her. When she saw the extraordinary behavior of the Styx, her eyes lit up. She was wearing ordinary Tibetan clothes. Although she could not hide her nobleness, under the escorts of several great men with scimitars next to her, no one dared to provoke them at will. The group did not look like a nobleman who was traveling, but instead looked like a team of refugees and escapes.

Next to the noble girl, a big man with loose muscles and muscles, whispered to the girl's ear when he saw this, saying, "Little Master, we are here to ask the Great Lama Sambuza to get rid of that devil this time."

"The master's life is at stake. Huo Kang's house name and the glory of his ancestors are all dependent on the little master. Although this Han man has some tricks, we don't know his background... It should not be easily provoked!"

The girl said angrily: "The Great Lama of Sambuza wants me to marry his waste nephew. I, Apa, have only one daughter. If I marry him, will the name of the fiefdom be Huo Kang or Sambuza? The Great Lama of Sambuza just wants to take the opportunity to annex our family!"

"I heard that the Han people, powerful people, like to help the weak and eliminate evil the most. If they ask them to take action, even if the rewards they want are high, the Han people can't swallow our fiefdoms as well. They are more reliable than the greedy Sampa Lama."

What the girl said made the strong man silent and could not refute.

The Tibetan noble girl greeted her all over her body and was about to go forward to the Styx River. Suddenly, a loud scolding sound came from not far away.

A Tibetan lama was surrounded by a group of slaves and walked by the central road of the town. He sat high on the platform carried by four Jianshu. There were curtains covering all directions. The curtains with curtains were all red corals the size of thumb, as well as glass, gold, silver, conch, agate, crystal, and amber inlaid, which was extremely luxurious and magnificent.

There were dozens of servants who were opening the road, lit musk, sandalwood, burning ambergris, and Qinan. When Tibetans on both sides saw it, they hurriedly knelt on both sides, kowtowing and not daring to look directly. Even the Han caravans hurriedly avoided both sides. Only Styx looked at the large group of people indifferently, and still walked by himself.

Styx was holding a cold moth in his hand to play with it. The cold moth carved with ice jade was like a beautiful jade. It was originally a foreign object transformed by the devil. Styx was activated by magic power, just like a dead object, and it looked like a piece.

The lama was sitting on the high platform before passing the Styx River, and suddenly stopped. A Tibetan man with a scimitar hurriedly ran into the curtain. He heard the lama give a few instructions in Tibetan, and then the curtain continued to sway forward. The Tibetan man with a sword stood in front of the Styx River and stopped him. Not far away, the servant of the Tibetan girl whispered: "It is the uncle of the Regent Polunai, the Yundan Mercury Lama."

"The Han people are too brave! The Great Lama Yundan Merbu is the owner of Motuo. He is protected by the Potala Palace. No matter how capable he is, a servant of the Great Lama Yundan Merbu can order him. The little master should not do it for him. It is better to provoke such people who cannot afford it!"

The noble girl bit her lower lip and looked extremely unwilling. She looked at the servant of Yundan Merbu Bu Da Lama shouting to Styx in a strange Chinese language: "Han! Yundan Merbu Da Lama has fallen in love with the jade insect in your hand. If you offer the jade insect, you will receive the blessing of the great lama! If you refuse, the Buddha will blame you."

"I'm afraid it was the Buddha who gave him guilt, but the Great Lama Yundan Mercury Bu was punished!" someone next to him said secretly.

The Tibetan looked as if it were natural. Although the Great Lama Yundan Mercury Bu was not a living Buddha with strong magic power, his nephew, the Regent Polonai, was the most powerful person in Tibet. The owner of the Potala Palace, and all the living Buddhas and Lamas in Tibet, except for those who are the most powerful and reincarnated for dozens of generations, no one dared not to give him face.

But Styx didn't think there was anything worth seeing from the Regent Polonay, nor did he think there was anything extraordinary about the Potala Palace in Tibet. Since he came to this life, he had never seen such a life-and-death person.

He had no good intentions when he came to Tibet, and there were still many great ranks in the Gods and Demons. Unexpectedly, before he could find trouble for those living Buddhas, someone came to the door without eyes. What is the difference between this and hitting the King of Hell? Overseas Chinese and Earth, many people were already frightened and panicked when they heard the word "Styx". Even Emei's tough guys would invite Chen Ang to discuss with each other, and many monks came together.

This is the first time I have seen a lama with a third-rate magical power, so he dared to put on airs and forcefully asked Han Ming for help.

I wonder if the Styx River was brave enough? Or would it be better if you don’t know how to live or die! The population of Tibet is only 11 in the Ming Dynasty, and even overseas powers are far superior to it, and the national strength is far inferior. In history, they were beaten by Mongolia one after another, and Mongolia was conquered by the Jurchens. Now, about half of the Jurchen tribes have been designed by the Styx River to be refined into demon corpses.

This month, Dorgon burned and killed and plundered the Mongolian grasslands, and destroyed sixteen Mongolian tribes. The blood flowed into a river on the grasslands. His demon army was a projection of the magic map of the Styx, fearless and murderous. The regent of Tibet, Polunai, was not cared about by Dorgon, but was blessed by the Buddha. It was too late to avoid it. If he knew that his uncle was so provoking death, he would be killed first.
Chapter completed!