From a Zhengyi Taoist Child to a Master of All Laws

Chapter 316: Mountain God Messenger

Seeing that Li Yang was curious, Losandini told Li Yang about this past event.

"My senior brother Karma Mikyo Dorje and I traveled through the snowy grasslands. When we arrived at a pasture, we saw a newborn baby with weak breath and signs of premature death. My senior brother and I used ancient methods to save him."

"I never thought that time would pass so quickly and seven years have passed."

Losandini sighed, and Basang's eyes instantly turned red.

It was because Losandini had been practicing in the inner temple and rarely appeared in the outside world. In addition, Basang was anxious just now, so he did not recognize him.

Li Yang also smiled and said, "No wonder I saw Buddha amulets everywhere in Basang's family, and prayer flags everywhere when they went out. It turns out there is a reason for this."

Without waiting for them to chat in detail, at two or three in the morning, the disciples who had gone out to search returned one after another.

As more and more disciples returned, Basang became more and more excited as he listened to their reports.

When the last disciple returned, even Losandani frowned.
Sera Monastery is not big, but not small either, but it is impossible for anyone to hide a little girl under the patrols of all the lamas in the monastery.

"Little Dolma, have you left the monastery?"

As soon as these words came out, Basang's face changed drastically: "Master, I heard that there have been wolves attacking herdsmen's sheep recently. Could it be that a wolf has captured little Zhuoma..."

Basang's tone paused, and he couldn't bear to say anything more, but his trembling voice further exposed the uneasiness in his heart at the moment.

"Don't scare yourself, there may be something else going on."

Li Yang, who had been silent for a long time, spoke at the right time.

But Li Yang also knew that he couldn't wait any longer.

After thinking for a moment, Li Yang said, "Master Losandani, please contact the young director and ask him to send a patrol team to search outside the temple."

Losandani nodded and agreed on the spot: "I will send all the inner temple disciples out again. Since little Dolma got into trouble in Sera Monastery, we are also responsible."

"This couldn't be better."

Li Yang nodded, then stood up and walked out of the house.

Losandini had just finished a call with the director and was a little surprised when he saw Li Yang's actions: "Mr. Li, what are you doing?"

Li Yang didn't look back: "That child and I have some fate. It just so happens that I am tired of staying in this temple, so I'd like to relax my muscles and bones..."

Basang was being talked about by both of them as the director and the patrolman, but before he could figure out what was going on, he suddenly saw a figure at the door... and flew up?!

Basang rubbed his eyes to make sure he was not mistaken, and exclaimed in disbelief: "Zhu Gu?"

The "Zhugu" he shouted means Zhenzong in the Western Desert Sanskrit religion. Another common honorific title for Zhenzong is "Rinpoche", which means a treasure among people.

Li Yang's current level of cultivation is comparable to the Arhat Bodhisattva in the Buddhist legend. In Basang's eyes, he is naturally a living Buddha and the reincarnation of the True Sect when he rises up with the wind.

"Come on, let's go out of the temple and look for it together."

Losandini chanted a Buddhist name. Since this person had come in person, he, with his old bones, naturally could not sit in the temple.

Seeing that Basang was still dumbfounded, looking up at the night sky, Losandani smiled and said, "This person is not a reincarnated Zhenzong."

"Then he is?"

"I dare not speak loudly... However, since little Zhuoma can receive his protection, she is no different from Zhenzong..."
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It was snowing heavily in Mount Kailash in December, and the grassland was covered with snow. Wherever Li Yang saw from the sky, it was all white.

However, unlike Li Yang's trek through the secret mountains and rivers, the glacier grasslands near Mount Kailash still vaguely show the life of the people. From a distance, one can see several tents emitting steam and smoke on the windblown grasslands.

It was almost five in the morning, and most of the herdsmen had already gotten up. Li Yang released his perception in the air, and after thinking for a moment, he landed on the ground.

His current perception range is about five kilometers in diameter, radiating out like a sphere.

To perceive the largest area of ​​grassland, you need to be on the ground.

There was still no trace of little Zhuoma's scent. Li Yang thought of the silly little Doudou who was holding onto his trouser leg, and his brows furrowed.

If I had known this earlier, I would have told little Zhuoma’s fortune in advance.

Li Yang raised his head and saw large areas of fenced pastures on the grassland under the starry night sky.

Herders like to enclose their pastures with fences and barbed wire, firstly to distinguish their own pastures, and secondly to prevent the cattle and sheep from escaping.
Li Yang's shoes made a crunching sound as they stepped on the frost on the grassland. He was surrounded by the Ganges Mountains, with occasional snow and cold wind.

He walked very fast and walked about ten kilometers in one direction of Sera Monastery. A bright light gradually appeared in the sky, shining on the grassland.

Along the way, he asked some herdsmen who got up early to herd sheep, but they said there was no trace of little Zhuoma. Li Yang frowned and could only thank them before changing direction.

From time to time, patrol cars and lamas were seen walking on the grassland, and some herdsmen spontaneously joined the search team after hearing that a little girl was missing.

When passing by a herdsman's pasture, Li Yang went into the herdsman's tent and talked with the owner for a while.

The herdsman was a dark and thin man wearing a small felt hat. After giving Li Yang a bowl of hot water, Li Yang finally heard a useful clue from him.

"Last night, someone heard a cry that sounded like a baby girl coming from a snowy mountain, but it was so short-lived that it might have been an illusion."

Li Yang frowned when he heard this. If what the herdsman said was true, then little Zhuoma’s current situation was very bad.

But at least it's a clue. Li Yang wants to give cash as a thank you.
When the dark and thin herdsman saw Li Yang wearing the white Hada of Sera Monastery, he refused to take any money and instead was very enthusiastic to lead the way. It was obvious that he regarded Li Yang as a monk in the temple and wanted to establish a good relationship with him.

Li Yang politely declined and was about to leave when he heard a commotion in the cowshed next to the tent.

Li Yang and the herdsmen came out to see that a cloud of dust suddenly rose from the snow-capped mountains not far away.
It is not the sacred Mount Kailash, but several snow-capped mountains that stretch out.

Several yaks covered in brown and black fur were swooping down from the mountain towards the pasture like crazy.

The cattle and sheep in the pasture were frightened by this momentum and ran around in panic.

"Messenger of the Mountain God!"

Many herdsmen gathered around, and some of them started shouting after seeing the wild yaks.

According to the legend of the people in the Western Desert, when the world's first ray of sunshine shone on Mount Kailash, the first yak appeared.

In order to gain a foothold on the plateau, their ancestors once sought help from the mountain god of the Great Snow Mountain. The mountain god then divided the wild yaks into two factions. One group went down the mountain to help the herdsmen and became domesticated yaks, while the other group stayed in the mountain and maintained their wildness from ancient times.

After seeing this wild yak, the gathered herdsmen were filled with helplessness.

In the Western Desert tradition, these wild yaks are messengers of the mountain god and cannot be slaughtered easily. They can only be left to run wild on the pasture.

Some herders have begun to gather their cattle and sheep in the pasture, or run away in all directions, trying to avoid the angry wild yaks. When these big guys go crazy, they can be fatal!

"Hey, look at that first yak, it seems like there are two people sitting on it?"

The dark and thin herdsman was puzzled, and when he came to his senses, he found that the young man wearing the white Hada of Sera Monastery was nowhere to be seen.

At this moment, a surprised cry came from the side:
"Am I dazzled? It seems like there's someone standing in front of the crazy herd of cattle?!"

(End of this chapter)