The old man pondered for a moment and looked in the direction of the Potala Palace and said slowly, "The bloodline of the Snow Jade Divine Lion is purer and more excellent than the Chigu Tibetan Mastiff, the king of Tibetan Mastiffs in the eyes of the world. It is the true King of Tibetan Mastiffs and belongs to us."
**The unique Tibetan Mastiff species within the Buddhist sect is not only brave and powerful, but also has a long lifespan, up to sixty years. www.pAo8.com_After each living Buddha is born, those with the purest bloodline will be selected and carefully raised.
The cubs produced are the holy sons and the mounts of living Buddhas.
Due to the special physique of the Snow Jade Divine Lion, only one cub is born each time, but this time, twins strangely appeared. Each of them was very powerful, one was sacred, and the other was war-loving.
The living Buddha said that these are the numbers of heaven, one of them belongs to him, and the other one is given to a destined person."
"What is a destined person?" Di Cheng narrowed his eyes slightly, **Buddhism is inherently mysterious, but he didn't expect there to be such unbelievable things in it. He knew something about Tibetan Mastiffs, whose lifespan is only about fifteen years, and every year
The number of cubs produced ranges from four to five to more than ten. However, it is so strange that the snow jade lion can live so long.
"The Holy Son grows slowly, and it takes five years to reach adulthood. But in the first three years, it...does not open its eyes! Only after three years does it open its eyes and recognize the Lord."
"Don't open your eyes?" Yang Jing looked at the snow jade lion beside Di Cheng with its head raised proudly in surprise. This thing is so magical? There are so many wonders in the world, but there is such an animal.
The old man withdrew his gaze and looked at the Snow Mastiff lovingly: "Actually, the day before yesterday was its third birthday, but it still hadn't opened its eyes, as if it was waiting for someone. But tonight, as soon as it got dark, it started to get a little restless, and the corners of its eyes
Constantly trembling. The Living Buddha said...the destined person has arrived, and you can let him return to the Lord."
Di Cheng frowned when he heard this. This thing sounded a bit mysterious at first, but why did he feel so scared? Is this really true, or is it an exaggeration and fabrication by these superstitious lamas?
Seeing the doubt in Di Cheng's eyes, the old man smiled softly: "Actually, no one knows whether the real destined person is you. When the living Buddha allowed it to leave, it went all the way south, flew down, and rushed towards everyone it met like crazy.
Everyone who arrived challenged them. Some were scared away, and some were seriously injured after being defeated, until they left the Potala Palace and rushed to the top of this mountain. I searched in this direction in advance and met several people along the way, but I only felt it in you.
A bit strange."
"Wait, you said it's not yet an adult? Didn't it open its eyes just now?" Yang Jing looked at the Snow Jade Divine Lion with strange eyes. The performance of this beast just now was very eye-catching. What if the opponent was not Di Cheng, but someone else?
, even Shalang would not dare to say that he could be subdued easily. And according to what the old lama said, he is not yet an adult, and he kept his eyes closed during the battle just now.
If you really grow up to a mature age and have bright eyes, how powerful will you be?
"It has never opened its eyes because no one is worthy of letting it open its eyes. It just went west and fought for twenty-seven times in a row. It basically collapsed at the first touch. Such an opponent is not qualified to let it open its eyes. After all, it is here today.
Opening your eyes for the first time in the world, witnessing the beauty of the world for the first time.”
"Is it for me?" Di Cheng ran his fingers back and forth on the snow-white hair of the Snow Jade Divine Lion, and the more he listened, the more satisfied he became. He had never thought about keeping a pet, but if such a divine creature was with him, it would definitely be a big deal.
Help!
Dahan said stupidly: "We have no money, are you sure it's free?"
The old man was slightly stunned, shook his head and smiled: "Since it does not belong to our Buddhist sect, what is the use of forcing it to stay? Although the saint sons and snow jade lions have never left the inner sect of the Buddhist sect, this time is an exception. The living Buddha has personally issued the decree,
This thing belongs to the destined person, and the moment you step out of the palace, it belongs to the world. As for the price... Haha, the price of the ancient Tibetan Mastiff can reach tens of millions, and our Snow Jade Divine Lion is a priceless treasure, not to mention one of the
The most excellent Son of God.
Young man, take it away. The Potala Palace has bound it for three years. It’s time to leave. I hope you can give it the splendor you hope for."
The old man led the lamas behind him to bow to the Snow Jade Divine Lion, and after praying in Tibetan, he turned and left.
The Roaring Snow Jade Divine Lion suddenly looked up to the sky and roared, and the sound shook the sky. The roar was a little childish, but it carried a different kind of arrogance and majesty. The roar echoed high in the sky, and not long after, there was a similar roar from Buda wrapped in golden light.
It sounded like a response, a farewell, or a blessing. It should be the mount of the Living Buddha mentioned by the old man.
Looking at the very powerful Snow Jade Divine Lion beside him, Di Cheng was slightly absent-minded. Everything just now seemed like a dream. He just came here to enjoy the scenery and fulfill the incomplete dream of his childhood. He never imagined that he would get such a god for no reason.
things.
"Follow me, and I'll give you the life you want." Di Cheng smiled and patted the little guy's head. Unexpectedly, it glanced sideways at Di Cheng and murmured a few times in its throat, as if it was dissatisfied with Di Cheng.
Cheng kept touching its head.
That arrogant look made Di Cheng and the others slightly stunned, and then burst into laughter.
Yang Jing said: "Give him a name, but you can't always call him Snow Jade Lion. It feels a bit awkward."
"Let's call it Snow Lion. It's simple yet heroic." Di Cheng touched the little guy's nose. He was already taller than an adult prairie wolf at the age of three. If he really grows up, he will be so huge that he can fight a tiger against a lion.
Maybe it's not a problem.
The next morning, when Di Cheng brought the snow lion to join Sha Lang and others, they were all amazed at the majesty and prowess of this Tibetan Mastiff king. It seemed to be born with a certain majesty, and ordinary people would feel fear just by looking at it.
I don't dare to get close.
When Sha Lang and others tried to touch it, the snow lion suddenly went crazy, and the sharp long teeth and golden claws touched the body without hesitation. If not for everyone's quick skills and Di Cheng's scolding, maybe it would have been possible.
Bites people.
After several efforts and attempts, it was finally discovered that except for Di Cheng who allowed Di Cheng to touch the snow lion, everyone else was hostile, and even approaching it would be intimidated by roars. Even the food was only eaten by Di Cheng himself.
They only speak when they are presented to them, and they don't even look at the others. In addition, snow lions only eat raw meat, and raw meat with blood is even better. It would be better if it is alive.
The snow lion's aloofness caused him to be surprised and at the same time secretly admired that this was the real guard, and only people like Di Cheng could surrender. Others might have been bitten to death.
After a night's rest in Lhasa, Shalang and others seemed to be in much better spirits, and everyone also brought Xishan's weapons and some protective equipment. Although they left Chixiang Prison, as Di Cheng's
Guards, they must still show their original vigilance and bravery to live up to their title and enjoy this wonderful world.
But this time an accident suddenly occurred. Before Di Cheng could give the order to head west, a phone call from Anne interrupted all plans.
"Each Skynet mission has a code name and registration, which facilitates the organization and analysis of the headquarters. This morning when I was looking through the new missions planned by Skynet, I accidentally discovered a mission that you may be interested in, code-named 497.
"
"What mission?" Di Cheng's heart tightened slightly. Annie was not a boring person. If it was not an important matter, she would never contact him now, let alone other Skynet members.
"First of all, I want to emphasize that I am not interested in your life experience, and we can't find anything. But when you just left Inner Mongolia, you went to a place specifically, Changchun Emperor Building. You always do things with purpose.
, why did you suddenly go to a seemingly unrelated place?"
"What do you want to say?" Di Cheng's eyes narrowed unconsciously, and his voice became cold.
Anne on the other end of the phone seemed not to notice the change in Di Cheng's tone, and continued to herself: "Emperor Enterprise belongs to the Wei family, a rising family in Changchun. After a secret investigation by Skynet, they learned a secret unknown to outsiders.
The head of the family, Wei Yehua, eighteen years ago... You should understand what I mean. Di Cheng, as your contact person, I should not have disclosed this to you.
But the target of Skynet Order No. 497 is the entire Wei family, including the transfer of business shares and technical secrets of the Emperor Enterprise. The person carrying out this task is a combat member of Skynet, Fang Zhongshou, nicknamed the Anatomy!"
His body trembled, and his deep eyes suddenly turned serious: "Shou in the house."
"Fang Zhongshou has extraordinary strength. The most important thing is his incredible understanding of the various organs and structures of the human body. This man is homicidal by nature, and he regards killing as an art and a kind of enjoyment. The task Fang Zhongshou is currently performing
It will be completed in a short period of time. When he completes the current task, it will be the time when Skynet Order 497 is submitted to him. You... only have half a month at most."
Taking a deep breath, Di Cheng's usually calm heart set off waves, constantly crashing into his heart. He had already forgotten them, but why did God make such a joke? He didn't want to care about the things there anymore, but...
…
After a long time, Di Cheng's eyes were clear but sharp, and he said in a cold voice: "Prepare three forged ID cards for me, I want to... go back to Changchun!"
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