The light of the sword is like the moon reflecting on Kyushu

Chapter 2208 Mutual Delay
A young Tibetan man carried in a steaming bowl of yak meat and said in Tibetan, "It's cooked."

Losang chuckled, "The beef is cooked, there's more to come." He appeared calm, but inwardly he was horrified! That blond-haired man from the Western Regions had an absolutely terrifying appetite. The two bowls of beef served earlier weighed at least seventy or eighty pounds, and he ate one bowl by himself! Anyone who didn't know better would think he was a reincarnated starving ghost!

Bigwolf laughed, "Good, good, good! You've cooked this meat so well, it's chewy and delicious!"

Lausanne's smile was more genuine than ever!

At that moment, he truly resembled a chef, receiving praise from guests for his superb skills, and a proud expression appeared on his face.

In fact, he was unusually calm.

He had naturally heard about the major events that had occurred in Qing Tang City a couple of days ago!

King Gusrozanpu actually fled the city with his concubines and close nobles! His golden palace was also destroyed!

It's said that it was done by a few Han Chinese!
It is said that the thousands of cavalrymen and blood-braided executioners in the city were all slaughtered!
It is said that there was a Han Chinese boy dressed in black with two swords hanging from his waist!

Among these people, there was also a black-clad youth with two swords hanging from his waist!
Is there such a coincidence in the world?
In fact, when Losang first saw Pang Shiwu, he was already certain that the young man in front of him was most likely the god of slaughter that was rumored in the city!
Losang was a smart man. Since these Han Chinese from the Central Plains meant no harm, why should he lift the veil? Let's live for today, for tomorrow we may die.

The young Tibetan man said something in Tibetan as he left.

Bigwolf smiled and asked Lausanne, "What did he say?"

Losang laughed and said, "It's snowing outside, quite heavily."

Bigwolf, while eating beef, picked up his copper bowl, gesturing for him to share a bowl!
Losang immediately raised the bowl to his lips with a bold gesture, but only a tiny bit of wine went into his mouth. The two exchanged a smile, and Bigelow didn't point it out. Drinking is about the atmosphere, not the quantity.

Feng Jiuxiao looked out the window and said calmly, "The snow is heavy outside. Why don't you come in for a drink?"

The atmosphere in the room froze instantly!
Zeng Yong, who was already somewhat drunk and dazed, suddenly turned sharp-eyed when he heard Feng Jiuxiao say there was someone outside the window. He abruptly stood up, his hand on his sword hilt, and sneered, "You rat, you're courting death!" He was about to step out when Erni quickly grabbed his arm, her face full of worry, and said urgently, "Please don't go out!" In Erni's eyes, Zeng Yong was already swaying as he walked; going out would clearly be suicide!

Wang Sheng asked, "Young Master Feng, who is outside the window?" He wanted a clear answer. If the visitor outside had no connection with anyone present, he wouldn't mind immediately greeting them with his flying sword!
Feng Jiuxiao said calmly, "Using the Three-Pulse Breathing Method to regulate the Qi and blood, allowing the breath, mantra, and visualization to blend together, and the mind and breath to become one; when walking, the steps are steady and the breath is long, with each step matching the rhythm of the breath, visualizing the Qi flowing with the steps, and the body and mind becoming one, fully demonstrating the cultivation realm of the three secrets of 'body, speech, and mind', who else could it be but a master of the esoteric Buddhism of the Mahayana Maitreya sect?"

Wang Sheng's pupils contracted. "The Holy Venerable's people?" He listened intently to the sounds outside the window, clearly hearing even the sound of snowflakes falling, but he couldn't be sure how many experts were outside!
There seemed to be two, or perhaps three! These people were clearly holding their breath!
As for the heartbeat, it was probably blocked by the thick cotton clothing, so it was almost impossible to hear.

Therefore, he was ultimately unable to determine exactly how many uninvited guests had arrived!
Zeng Yong looked at Feng Jiuxiao, "What should we do?"

Feng Jiuxiao raised an eyebrow and said coldly, "Perhaps I've misunderstood. Maybe they're just passersby enjoying the snow! We certainly can't spoil the scenery and spoil their enjoyment! Come on, let's continue drinking and eating, and let them appreciate the snowy scenery of this land in the freezing cold!"

Five lamas were standing outside the window!

Everyone's face was gloomy!

They had intended to sneak up and spy on what was happening inside the house, but they never expected to be discovered by the people inside!
How to do?
Master and that man named Bai Di are still behind. Their carriage is moving slowly, and it will probably take another hour to arrive. What should we do now? Pretend to be deaf and leave immediately?

But all five of them could see the resentment in each other's eyes!
Why should the other party's words scare away his five fellow disciples?

If Master finds out that we all ran away in such a sorry state, will he let us off the hook? Definitely not!
Enter!
The innkeeper, Losang, looked at Feng Jiuxiao and asked tentatively, "Young master, shall I set up another table next to us? This table is already full!"

Feng Jiuxiao nodded: "Mm."

He thought to himself: Of course I have to set up another table. These Tibetan monks are the Holy One's disciples. They want to sit at the same table as me? Dream on!
Losang immediately gave a wink to the young waiter beside him, and the Tibetan young man who had been waiting immediately cleaned up a table next to him and set out the tableware.

Five Tibetan monks filed in.

The first to enter, Danzeng, was about the same height as Zeng Yong, both nearly eight feet tall, but he appeared even more robust and imposing than Zeng Yong! He was practically like an iron tower!
His face had the distinctive high-altitude ruddy complexion of the region, rough skin, and wrinkles around his eyes. He looked even older than the Holy One.

The moment he stepped across the threshold, his gaze instantly locked onto a figure in white in the crowd!
He was certain that the white-clad youth was Feng Jiuxiao.

In his eyes, Feng Jiuxiao's appearance was not outstanding. But for some reason, he noticed Feng Jiuxiao the moment he entered!
He originally thought it was because Feng Jiuxiao's white clothes were particularly eye-catching!
But he quickly dismissed his own belief. Because Feng Jiuxiao wasn't the only one in white among the crowd!
There was also a white-clad girl with fiery red lips, her eyes alluring, smiling sweetly at Feng Jiuxiao. One smile was captivating, another mesmerizing! She was simply a beauty!

He wasn't attracted to the monster, but rather to the white-clad youth, which puzzled him greatly!
Only Feng Jiuxiao knew the truth. In fact, the moment he stepped through the door, it was Feng Jiuxiao who locked onto him!

Feng Jiuxiao remained expressionless and said indifferently, "So you are the Holy Venerable's disciple?"

"good."

"May I ask your name?"

"Tenzin."

He was speaking with a Sichuan accent.

Feng Jiuxiao was taken aback. "You speak Chinese?"

"Yes." Tibet and Shu were neighbors, so it wasn't unusual for them to speak each other's languages. But his accent was so pure that it was still surprising.

Zeng Yong suddenly said, "I heard that your master is Han Chinese?"

The five Tibetan monks' expressions immediately changed slightly!

This is the privacy of the Mahayana Maitreya sect, yet this guy dared to mention it so openly!

It’s so deceiving!
Feng Jiuxiao glanced at Zeng Yong seemingly casually, but said nothing.

Zeng Yong chuckled, "Why take rumors so seriously?"

Although Tenzin and the others were angry, they dared not retaliate on the spot.

In order to maintain his current sacred and noble lineage as the leader of the Mahayana Maitreya sect, the Holy One spared no effort to eliminate all factors that were detrimental to him, including people and events!

Those who knew the secret of his origins vanished without a trace, and all related letters and documents were burned.

He wanted to completely erase the traces of his Han Chinese origin from this world.

His arch-enemies, such as the great wizard, tried to attack him by claiming that his bloodline was impure, but their efforts were futile!
Without evidence, it won't cause any trouble!
In the eyes of the Zanpu (Tibetan king), the Holy One is the purest Tibetan nobleman! He is the chosen one! He is the undisputed leader and controller of the Mahayana Maitreya sect! He is the backbone of Qinghai-Tibet! He is the only one who can check and balance the Great Shaman!
Feng Jiuxiao said, "Your name means upholding the law and the vast ocean, implying limitless advancement, right?"

Tenzin said, "That's right!"

At this moment, Chili whispered to Yuan Zishan, "Miss, why do you think the young master was talking to them about all this useless nonsense?"

Yuan Zishan whispered in Chili's ear, "Of course we're talking nonsense to buy time! That way, Zeng Yong and Pang Shiwu will have enough time to sober up!" With danger looming, the most urgent thing is to get their companions sober up quickly!
Chili instinctively looked at Pang Shiwu and saw that he had calmed down and was no longer as excited as before, as if he had been injected with chicken blood!
She had sharp eyes and suddenly noticed that Pang Shiwu's feet were wet, with a puddle of water that seemed to have appeared out of nowhere, and the air reeked of alcohol! A thought struck her: Could it be that Shiwu has started using his internal energy to expel the alcohol? Good, good!
She was somewhat excited.

"Yes! Your Tibetan is really good! This is Sonam Tashi! He is also my junior brother."

"Sonam means blessings and virtues, and Tashi means auspiciousness. This name emphasizes the cultivation of both blessings and wisdom to strive for perfect enlightenment, right?"
"Yes! I never imagined you were so learned and talented. I admire you greatly! This is Jiang Baipingcuo, my junior brother."

"As far as I know, Jiangbai means melodious sound, implying that practitioners can accurately recite mantras, open their wisdom, and communicate with the Dharma realm; while Pingcuo means auspiciousness and perfection, meaning that practitioners in Tantric practice can achieve perfect harmony of body, speech, and mind, reaching the perfect state of practice. Right?"

The five monks were beyond words in describing the shock they felt!

I never imagined Feng Jiuxiao knew all this!
Tenzin feigned composure and said, "You are right!"

Then, adjusting his mindset and tone, he continued, "This is Gesang Nima, also my junior brother."

Feng Jiuxiao said, "There's a flower called Gesang flower that represents perseverance, and it refers to the sun, right?"

Yes! Awesome!

Feng Jiuxiao replied, "You flatter me. I only have a slight understanding."

Is this what you call "knowing a little"?

He sounds humble, but he's actually very arrogant.

Tenzin laughed and said, "Since you want to invite me for a drink, where is the wine?" If you want to stall for time, you have to do it properly and in a proper manner.

Just then, a young waiter carrying a wine jar entered the room. Losang said, "Pour the wine!"

The wine was poured into a copper bowl, and its aroma filled the air.

But Tenzin frowned. "What is this? Why is it different from theirs? Do you think I'm blind, or my nose is broken? Can't you even smell anything?"

Losang smiled and said, "You suspect me of selling inferior goods as superior ones?"

Tenzin's face turned cold. "Of course." He stirred up trouble and used the opportunity to his advantage.

Losang's face darkened, and he said coldly, "Are you questioning me?"

Danzeng coldly said, "That's right!" His eyes flashed with murderous intent! He wanted to intimidate Losang and test Feng Jiuxiao's reaction!

Losang showed no fear and immediately retorted, "You dare to kill me?" His face was full of disdain!

The atmosphere instantly became tense!
Tenzin was startled, then immediately denied it, saying, "Nonsense!"

(End of this chapter)