Chapter 2140 Don't be too interested in a single verb
Others were so proactive. No matter how hard it was, Master Jiacuo was too embarrassed to give up halfway, so he could only force himself to continue.
Even though the caressing and blessings were carried out in such an orderly manner, it didn't end until it was nearly dusk.
After all, although Jiacuo is a master with unfathomable cultivation in Bon religion, he still has a body after all.
It is necessary to carry out behaviors such as eating, drinking and urinating, which are necessary for ordinary people to support his body to continue to live.
After all, he is a dignified Bon superior, so he cannot cause any problems by holding in his urine.
Although Cheng Sanlang is an excellent doctor, he is proficient in the treatment of various lower third path diseases.
But it is impossible to put a catheter on Master Gyatso in advance and let him sit idle for a day.
Even if Cheng Sanlang was happy with that, he would still have to devote all his energy to the development of Bon religion.
And Master Jiacuo, who has always maintained the body of a chicken, is happy for the chicken to have a straw, oh no, a straw? Or a straw?
Come on, let's not be too interested in a single verb and let's continue talking about serious things. Ahem...
After finishing this blessing, Master Jiacuo felt that the palms of his hands were already burning, and he didn't know if a layer of skin was worn out.
And even if I use two hands alternately, I feel like my two hands are useless at this moment.
But in order to rescue the leader of Xiangxiong Kingdom and to allow the great cause of Bon religion to continue to flourish on the plateau.
Master Jiacuo still gritted his teeth, and with the help of his disciples, he took heavy steps, and with the sincere greetings of the Yigange clan members, he headed towards the valley where the door had been opened...
Cheng Chubi and other people from the religious and pseudo-religious circles all took their magical weapons and led their horses towards the pass.
As for the young patriarch Cang Yang Bendi, who had rubbed his forehead several times to bless him, he was leading a group of important leaders and the defenders at the mouth of the valley.
They were all lined up on both sides of the road, bowing respectfully, but they all turned their heads and looked longingly at the approaching Master Jiacuo.
"Are you coming?" Cheng Chubi couldn't help but take a breath when he saw the narrow alley with only one person left to pass through.
Turning his head, he saw Master Jiacuo, who had dedicated himself to religious causes and was ignorant of the relationship between men and women. He was still a boy and pushed away the two disciples who were supporting him with a tragic look on his face.
He opened his arms and slowly walked towards the alley with heads on both sides, his expression looking so impassioned.
Cheng Chubi and other people from the religious and pseudo-religious circles silently raised their fingers and praised his back, which was not tall and stalwart, but could still be considered fat and strong.
Once again, he felt a big slap landed on his head and pressed hard. Cang Yang Bendi felt as if his whole body and soul had been sublimated.
He sighed with contentment, then stepped back a few steps, and let the Bon believers who followed him lead their horses through...
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All the people who had been blessed by Master Jiacuo, who had received the blessing of thunder and lightning, retreated away.
Let this team, with more horses than people, slowly pass through the open door and continue to move forward.
This section of the valley is indeed not wide, but it is much wider than the original yak trail, at least ten feet wide in width.
After walking forward for nearly three hundred steps, you will turn to one side. After walking for a while, you will see a huge basin that suddenly opens up.
And in the low-lying part of the basin is the huge holy lake with a circumference of more than 180 miles: Manasarovar Lake.
Looking at the huge mirror-like lake, it reflects the holy mountain Kailash, which seems to be out of reach and yet within reach.
Even Cheng Chubi and other pseudo-religious people who did not believe in Bon were deeply shocked by the beauty of nature.
The group of Bon believers were even more unbearable. Even Master Nagatso, at this moment, also assumed a worshiping posture and fell deeply to the ground in the direction of the holy lake and the holy mountain.
Seeing this scene, Cheng Jie, who had recovered from the shock of the scenery, couldn't help but nudge Cheng Chubi beside him with his elbow.
"Third Young Master, I'm afraid they will have to hum here for a long time. What should we do now?"
Cheng Chubi also reluctantly withdrew his gaze, turned his head, glanced at the valley behind him, rolled his eyes, and summoned brothers Deng Chengxin and Fafa.
After a while of muttering, Deng Chengxin and others understood. Not long after, a five-person special operations team led their mounts and sped away towards the way they came.
Only then did Cheng Chubi have some free time, and he took out a good treasure, um, telescope, from the horse's backpack.
Anyway, after these serious religious people started to prostrate themselves, they couldn't finish their work without chanting a few sticks of incense.
I am idle and I am taking this opportunity to take a good look at the terrain here.
As a result, more than a dozen religious people worshiped the holy mountain and holy lake here with great piety.
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A group of people in the pseudo-religious circles were bored and simply picked up flammable materials such as cow dung that could be seen everywhere, and then lit them to keep warm.
There is no way, this is on a plateau after all, and there are very few big trees that can grow here, almost only grass, and even shrubs are rare things.
Therefore, the fuel used by our good friends on the plateau for heating and cooking is the dried cow dung that can be seen everywhere.
Maybe at this time, some judges will ask, why don’t we use sheep dung? Isn’t sheep dung just dung? Isn’t sheep dung the excrement of herbivorous animals? Doesn’t sheep dung have the right to be dung? Haha...
Sorry, sheep dung has a unique name in the beautiful southwest. You can understand why sheep dung is not used for heating and cooking.
In the beautiful Southwest, sheep dung has a nickname: Yang Zi Shi. Do you understand? They are small pieces, bigger than peanuts, but much smaller than horse dung eggs.
It's like an enlarged and enhanced version of rabbit poop, one by one. After being pulled out frequently, it will fall and disappear in the gaps of the lush weeds.
Do you want people to take that thing to keep warm or cook? How much manpower will it take to pick up that thing, and you have to pick it up one by one?
If you pick something dry, that's it. What if you pick something wet and your hands get dirty? Maybe someone said you should pick it up with chopsticks.
Come on, on the plateau it’s hard to even get a pair of bamboo chopsticks to use for eating. You want the broad masses of people to use those things to pick up sheep shit?
That's just a waste of natural resources, right?
It's nothing like cow dung. It's a big pile at a time. It's substantial and naturally formed into cakes. You can tell the dryness and humidity at a glance. It's easy to pick up and it's resistant to burning.
Moreover, naturally dried cow dung does not have that peculiar smell, or it is very light.
Although the smoke is a bit strong, it is much stronger than making people shiver with cold.