In the Ice Age, I stockpiled billions of supplies

Chapter 1230

Zhang Yi is a person who hates trouble.

He doesn't want to put himself in a dangerous situation, so although he is curious about the mysterious Snowy Plateau, he will not go there easily.

The repeated experiences in the secret realm have made him full of awe for those unknown things.

Unless it is a low-risk, high-return thing, he will participate with great interest.

So Zhang Yi asked Yang Xinxin to be responsible for studying the humanities and history of the Snowy Plateau so that he can prepare in advance.

However, there is one thing that the Snowy Plateau does have a huge advantage over other regions.

That is, the inheritance of the mystical civilization of the Snowy Plateau is relatively complete.

Although there are many confusing legends and myths, a lot of useful information can still be obtained by peeling off the silk.

Most of the historical materials of other regions, especially the mystical part, were burned in some special historical periods.

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The next day, Zhang Yi was ready to return to Jiangnan.

In the morning, Paji Gesang sent someone to invite Zhang Yi to go alone and talk about something.

Zhang Yi raised his lips slightly when he heard this. He knew that this time Paji Gesang was finally going to talk about business.

Zhang Yi nodded in agreement, and then followed the maid to Paji Gesang's residence.

Paji Gesang dismissed his attendants, leaving only Zhang Yi with him in the house.

Solang Deji led a group of trusted guards, carefully guarding all directions of the courtyard, keeping a distance of 20 meters from the house to ensure that no one would approach this place.

After Paji Gesang made a few simple polite remarks to Zhang Yi, he looked at him meaningfully and asked:

"Mr. Hun Dun, I wonder if you have read the scripture I gave you?"

Zhang Yi nodded: "I have read it. Paji Tusi, I wonder what you think? I don't like to beat around the bush, you'd better speak directly if you have something to say."

Paji Gesang smiled deeply, he sat on the sofa, and Zhang Yi sat beside him.

"I have a question to ask you first. As one of the few Ipsilon-level aliens in Huaxu Country, can you tell me how many ways there are to become an Ipsilon-level alien?"

Zhang Yi looked up at him after hearing this.

"There are two ways I know of."

"First, those who are born with talent will naturally have Ipsilon-level combat power after obtaining enough resources. These people are born Ipsilon aliens, and what they lack is training."

"Second, the top Delta-level aliens break through the restrictions of the gene lock after obtaining substances such as the Source of God, and then get enough resources to be trained and promoted to Ipsilon."

Zhang Yi knocked on the armrest of the sofa with his right hand, and his eyes drooped.

"I have also heard of the third type, that is the funeral master in the Southwest Region. It is said that he is a natural Ipsilon, and he became the strongest person in the Southwest Region shortly after the end of the world."

This is probably what Pajigesang wanted to say.

Zhang Yi heard this from Deng Shentong, but no one knew what the principle was.

Perhaps after the end of the world, people have experienced too many bizarre things and have long been numb.

Paji Gesang nodded: "I didn't expect Mr. Hun Dun to have such a rich source of intelligence, and he also knows something about the funeral master in my southwest region."

"But the promotion of the funeral master is more incredible than you can imagine. It can be called a real miracle!"

Zhang Yi stared at Paji Gesang with burning eyes.

"Paji Tusi, just say whatever you want to say! What does this have to do with me?"

Paji Gesang took a deep breath, "Sir, please be patient. I believe you will be interested in this matter!"

With some reminiscence in his eyes, he began to tell Zhang Yi about some of the conditions in the southwest region after the end of the world.

As rumored by the outside world, before each generation of the cemetery master passed away, he would leave a will to point out the direction for his reincarnation.

Often within less than ten years after his death, a young man would appear on the snowy plateau, who was born with knowledge and could recite the "Legend of King Gesar" with tens of millions of words.

"After discovering this reincarnation, it cannot be called the master of the funeral. It must be brought back by the great lama Tripa of Sangjia Temple, and then after the initiation ceremony, it can be officially granted the identity of the reincarnation master of the funeral."

Zhang Yi asked curiously: "Initiation?"

Paji Gesang nodded.

"The Tripa will lead it to the Great Sun Hall of Sangjia Temple for the initiation ceremony in the presence of many enlightened monks and the four chieftains. Through the rotation of 3,600 prayer wheels, its past divinity will be awakened."

Zhang Yi was confused by what he heard. He didn't know much about religion.

"Can you be more concise? I don't know much about the religious culture of the snowy plateau."Zhang Yi said with a smile.

Pajigsang paused and smiled helplessly.

"Okay, then I'll make it short."

Since the day when the world was frozen, the snowy plateau ushered in a huge famine, and countless people in the snowy plateau died in the cold wind.

As the guardian god of the Tantric Buddhism, the cemetery master prayed to the Buddhas in the heavens.

He wore coarse clothes, exposed his body, and kowtowed barefoot along the snowy mountains. He also personally turned the 3,600 prayer wheels of the Sangjia Temple to ask the Buddha to bless everyone.

"When I was young, I received a Western education. Don't be fooled by Lord Hun Dun. Although I am a chieftain of the snowy plateau, I am not devout enough in my heart for religious beliefs."

Paji Gesang smiled with some shame: "Although the funeral master's behavior is touching, I didn't believe that there would be any miracles at the beginning."

"But," he changed the subject, his eyes became pious, "On the day when he prostrated himself on the mountain road and prayed to the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in the Great Sun Hall of Sangjia Temple, we all witnessed a miracle!"

His voice was extremely pious, and even his fat face seemed to be filled with a layer of precious light.

"The snow-capped mountains that have been silent for many years now emit brilliant Buddha light at midnight!"

"I saw the clouds rising from the Sangjia Temple, and the funeral master standing in the clouds, like a god or Buddha."

"He possesses extraordinary power, and can even disperse the snow and wind with a wave of his hand!"

Zhang Yi remained silent, listening to the story told by Paji Gesang.

This is simply unbelievable, and is completely a rumor in a strange novel.

But Paji Gesang himself said this, and people have to believe it.

"You mean that the gods and Buddhas protected him. Or is he a god or Buddha himself, and is he really the master of the cemetery who has reincarnated?"

Zhang Yi stared at him and asked slowly.

Paji Gesang nodded.

"Yes! In the past, I didn't believe this either, even though I grew up listening to these stories."

"But now, I believe it without a doubt."

"And in the scriptures passed down by our ancestors, there are such records."

"When King Gesar, who represents light and justice, returns, the Demon Kingdom will reappear in the world!"

"The Great Snow Mountain will collapse, the seal of the Demon Kingdom will loosen, and disasters will invade the world from the abyss. The world will also enter a new reincarnation!"