In the Ice Age, I stockpiled billions of supplies

Chapter 1309

When mentioning the Burial Master, Pajigesang straightened his face.

"Lord Chaos, the Burial Master's power comes from the Tantric Buddhism, which is a secret that we cannot understand."

"Similarly, his strength in the Southwest Region is like that of a god. As long as he gives us a look, we will not even have the power to resist."

"So... if we want to deal with him, I'm afraid we can't provide any information."

Zhang Yi thought about it, and everything that happened that night resurfaced in his mind.

The Burial Master is powerful on one hand, and the Black Chariot-level combat power of up to 20,000 points is indeed terrifying.

But compared to this, what is more terrifying is that he can borrow some power from the distant Sangjia Temple.

The injuries he suffered can be quickly repaired, and the loss of superpowers can also be replenished.

This is extremely terrifying.

In other words, unless he can be killed instantly, the Burial Master cannot be killed in the land of Snowland.

But who can kill a Black Chariot-level alien in seconds?

I'm afraid that at least one must have the strength of the gatekeeper of the underworld, or Hou Tu who meets the conditions of the curse to be able to do it.

"Tell me about the funeral master! I want to know what kind of person he is."

Perhaps his weaknesses can be learned through his life experience.

There were no outsiders in the room, and Paji Gesang nodded immediately.

"This is not a secret. As the nominal leader of the Tantric Buddhism, the funeral master's life will be praised by the Sangjia Temple. The entire Snowy Plateau knows his main life experience."

Paji Gesang told Zhang Yi in detail.

To put it bluntly, the so-called funeral master has been just a religious symbol of the Tantric Buddhism since a century ago, and actually has no power.

The real power is in the hands of the Triba and the four chieftain families.

For such a mascot, the best way to cultivate is to make him a waste.

And religion has a perfect set of procedures to achieve this goal in an impeccable way.

That is, studying Buddhism.

Paji Gesang said: "The original name of this deceased was Yashelangtai Jueguo. Although he was a member of the Yashelangtai family, he was only a branch of the family. His parents were herders who herded cattle and sheep."

"He awakened when he was eight years old, and after Sangjia Temple got the news, it immediately sent someone to pick him up."

"Since then, he has hardly left Sangjia Temple."

"In the first ten years, he followed a group of eminent monks in the temple to study various Buddhist scriptures until he reached adulthood."

"Then, he was arranged to stay in the meditation room in Sangjia Temple for five years of death."

"During this process, he could not leave the meditation room. Someone would bring him food and scriptures every day."

Hearing this, Fatty Xu couldn't help but said in astonishment: "Ah? So, he has been a lama in the temple for fifteen years?"

Paji Gesang said: "That's right. He can't go out at will. Even if he is just a mascot without real power, he is still the incarnation of the gods in the hearts of the people of the Snowy Plateau."

Zhang Yi sneered: "Once such a person leaves Sangjia Temple and has any special ideas, I'm afraid he will be able to call a hundred people to respond as soon as he raises his hand, and countless people are willing to die for him, right?"

"In that case, it will be inconvenient for you to manage."

Paji Gesang didn't refute, but just smiled and nodded.

Uncle You sighed, "But it's a bit too cruel."

No one denied this.

An eight-year-old child, after entering the Buddhist monastery, has been accompanied by the ancient Buddha for fifteen years.

How boring and lonely would such a life be?

Paji Gesang shook his head.

"Cruel? Not necessarily."

"He has been living in the temple, and the education he received is that practicing Buddhism is the most meaningful thing. So he not only does not think that the outside world is so beautiful, but he enjoys it."

Paji Gesang said here, and couldn't help but smile bitterly:

"That's why I say he is the purest and most pious person in the world."

Zhang Yi sighed.

"Indeed, imprisoning a person in the name of faith. Binding a person with a noble cage, making him unaware that he is in the cage. This method is really clever."

"However," he raised his eyebrows and looked at Paji Gesang with some amusement: "Letting a person who is too pure have extremely powerful power is actually very scary."

The bitter smile on Paji Gesang's face became even stronger.

"So, I live in fear every day!"

Zhang Yi carefully pondered Paji Gesang's words, trying to imagine the man's temperament through his introduction to the funeral master.

He doesn'tI believe that there are saints in this world. As long as they are human, they must have flaws.

At this time, the guards outside reported.

It was the chef Luodan who brought the food.

From a distance, Zhang Yi and his companions could already smell the magical aroma.

The faces of him and Liang Yue and his companions changed slightly.

Zhang Yi said to Paji Gesang: "This dish is not to our taste."

Paji Gesang slapped his forehead and said, "Sorry, sorry, we are used to this kind of food, so we neglected it for a moment."

Paji Gesang said that in the snowy plateau, this is something that only a few nobles are qualified to eat.

And it is difficult to enjoy it on weekdays.

He quickly ordered the servants: "Let Luodan push the delicacy to my room at the back!"

Solang Deji and Qiongda looked at Paji Gesang in a hurry.

Paji Gesang smiled and said, "The guests are not used to it. You can follow me to the back to enjoy it later."

The two of them smiled knowingly.

At this time, Liang Yue, who had been silent, finally couldn't help it.

She couldn't turn a blind eye to this, because she had seen the source of those ingredients with her own eyes.

The silver chopsticks in her hand were bent by her.

She looked at Paji Gesang and asked coldly:

"Paji Tusi, I want to ask you a question. A noble person like you should have no worries about not having food to enjoy. Why do you have to eat this kind of thing?"

Paji Gesang and the other two were questioned by Liang Yue in person, and their faces changed a little.

It's just that Liang Yue was a great contributor to the victory over the coalition forces, and the three of them had to treat him well.

Paji Gesang laughed.

"Madam, you think we are cruel, right?"

"Is there any need to say this?"

Liang Yue said coldly.

Zhang Yi did not stop Liang Yue, he also wanted to know this question.

Paji Gesang told her a story in the past without rushing.

"In the ancient times of the Snowy Plateau, well... it seems a bit wrong to say this, because it hasn't been too long."

"At that time, if a person died, they would be buried in the sky. The body would be cut up and fed to the goshawks."

"We, the people of the Snowy Plateau, believe that there is reincarnation in the world. After a person dies, the soul will separate from the body and then be reborn and reincarnated."

"And sky burial is a means of self-sacrifice, allowing the body to return to nature."

He looked at Liang Yue, Zhang Yi and the other four gently.

"We face this matter with a grateful attitude."

"When the disaster came, more than 90% of the population of the Snowy Plateau died in just one month!"

"We must do everything we can to solve the problem of survival."