From a Zhengyi Taoist Child to a Master of All Laws

Chapter 317 The Great Black Guardian
These wild yaks are almost a circle larger than the yaks raised by herders. Li Yang can even sense the hot steam coming from their nostrils, and the "mooing" sound is as loud as thunder.

"Whoosh whoosh"

Li Yang could hear the yak's breathing becoming heavier, and the ice and snow in the mountains seemed to be melted by the heavy, warm breath.

"Master, wait a minute! Spare the lives of these beasts!"

"Big Pot, get out of the way quickly, the bull is going to hit you!"

Two voices, one urgent, one innocent.

On the leading yak, a young man in monk's robes and a little girl spoke together.

Li Yang was wondering, but to prevent any accidents, he put two fingers together, which emitted a golden light, and held them in front of him.

This is a deep application of the Golden Light Mantra. If the wild yak rushes forward recklessly, its head will definitely be pierced by this golden light due to its huge inertia.

However, what Li Yang expected did not happen.

It was not known whether the beast sensed danger or was simply born with a Buddhist nature and did not want to hurt anyone, but its four iron-like hooves almost sank into the icy grass, kicking up large pieces of grass and frost, and it stopped abruptly in front of Li Yang.

Not only Li Yang was amazed by this scene, but even the herdsmen who were dispersing were stunned.

"Cauldron!"

Little Zhuoma struggled to get off the broad back of the cow with the help of another person.
After getting off the yak's back, little Zhuoma hugged Li Yang's trouser legs. Her face was covered with mud and her skin twitched as if she was about to cry.

"Amitabha, Li Zhenjun, we meet again."

The young man in monk's robes calmly got off the ox's back, put his hands together and bowed to Li Yang.

The yaks then scattered and began to destroy the surrounding pastures with great fanfare.
After knocking over several fences, the domestic cattle and sheep retreated to the corner of the cowshed and trembled.

These wild yaks started to eat the grass in the cowshed. Not satisfied after eating, they kicked the shelves in the cowshed with muscles as strong as iron, damaging several fences. It was obvious that they were wild and difficult to tame.

As for the several herdsmen who had gathered around, seeing that the young man dressed in a monk's robe and taking the little girl to ride a wild yak down the mountain without getting hurt, they all bowed and shouted, "Mahakala!"

Mahakala is a Sanskrit word meaning "big black". It is a wise guardian angel revered in the Sanskrit religion of the Western Desert and the chief of all guardian angels. He has deep compassion in his heart and an incomparable mighty appearance. He is the patron saint in the eyes of the herdsmen.

Many herdsmen like to hang thangkas in their homes with Mahakala as the pattern.

The young monk could control the wild yaks, and he could even stop the yaks by shouting at them so that they would not hurt people. In the eyes of the surrounding herdsmen, he was like a god with infinite power and magical powers, so they respectfully called him "Mahakala".

The young monk seemed unaccustomed to such a scene, and a trace of embarrassment appeared on his face: "Li Zhenjun, how about we talk somewhere else?"

"can."

Li Yang nodded, and gently soothed the crying little Zhuoma hanging on the leg of his pants. He had many questions that he wanted to get answered.

The dark and thin herdsman heard the conversation and came to his senses. He immediately invited Li Yang and the other two to rest in his tent.

A few wild yaks were still running wild, but it was a two-way fight. Yaks obviously had a very high status in the eyes of these herdsmen, so Li Yang and the young monk didn't care anymore.

After entering the tent, the young monk asked for a bowl of hot water to warm his stomach, and took out a wad of cash to buy some dried meat and milk skin.

Most of these herdsmen were devout believers, and they obviously mistook the young monk for a monk in the temple. In addition, given what had happened just now, they were unwilling to accept any money, but instead gave him a large amount of dry food and meat.

Little Zhuoma had stopped crying at this time. Even after the fright, she still held Li Yang and refused to let go. Her big red eyes looked around anxiously.

"Master Gao, I never thought that one day I would be able to benefit from your influence."

Li Yang smiled, reached out to take a piece of dried meat and handed it to little Zhuoma who was looking around.

The young monk was Gao Miao. Losandni had told Gao Miao that he would arrive in the next few days, but he did not expect that his appearance would be so unique.

"You are joking, Master."

Gao Miao scratched his head and insisted on stuffing the cash into the herdsmen's hands.

Li Yang began to interrogate little Zhuoma: "Tell me, where did you go yesterday? Why did you go to the mountain to ride a cow? Don't you know that your father is very worried!"

"No, I didn't mean it..." Little Zhuoma gnawed on the dried meat and lowered her head.

After forcibly stuffing the cash into the herdsmen's hands, Gao Miao was surprised to hear Li Yang's words:
"I didn't expect that this little girl actually knew you, Master Zhen..."

"I traveled to the Western Desert and saw a pack of wolves carrying a girl on the mountain. I was worried about accidents, so I tracked them down and saved the girl..."

Listening to Gao Miao's description, Li Yang was a little bit unbelievable, because at this time, little Zhuoma had almost no wounds on her body except that she was a little dirty and looked a little panicked.

"Nothing will happen!" Little Zhuoma raised her head: "They won't hurt me."

Li Yang frowned: "How do you know?"

"Because I saved them!"

Then, Xiao Zhuoma told Li Yang and Gao Miao everything that happened yesterday. Stupid Xiao Doudou's Mandarin was not very standard, and the word order was also messy and reversed, but Li Yang and Gao Miao still summarized what Xiao Zhuoma meant.

The general meaning is that when little Zhuoma was playing at the gate of the temple yesterday, she found an injured pregnant female wolf. No one knew where this little girl got the courage from, she actually wanted to rescue the female wolf and followed the female wolf further and further.

In the end, the rescue was unsuccessful. The mother wolf was hit by several bullets and could not survive, but the cubs in her belly were successfully saved.

When little Zhuoma came to her senses, she had already lost her way, and the wolves surrounded her after smelling the blood.

What's outrageous is that the wolves didn't actually hurt her. Instead, they took her and the little wolf and ran wildly on the grassland until they were rescued by Gao Miao on the snowy mountain.

"I didn't want to follow her. It was the she-wolf who begged me to go. I felt sorry for her, so I followed her!"

Little Zhuoma protested righteously for herself, completely unaware of how dangerous and bizarre this experience was.

"Heh, go back and tell your Appa. I want to see if your Appa will beat you up for running so far away without permission and doing such a dangerous thing."

Xiao Zhuoma's face immediately fell, and she looked a little panicked: "Big Pot, you have to help me!"

Gao Miao, who was standing by, seemed to confirm what Xiao Zhuoma said.
"When I rescued her from the wolf pack, those wolves had no intention of attacking her and they got along very... harmoniously?"

Li Yang and Gao Miao worked together and concluded that the wolves probably benefited from the revival of spiritual energy and awakened their spiritual intelligence, which is why they did not harm little Zhuoma because she saved the cub from the mother wolf's belly.

However, this kind of thing is definitely not encouraged. Li Yang severely criticized little Zhuoma until the little girl burst into tears again, and then he stopped.

"Then why did you ride wild yaks down the mountain?"

After scolding little Zhuoma, Li Yang immediately became curious and said, this is both a wolf and a yak, it is really magical.

"I was leading little Zhuoma out of the wolf pack when we ran into this group of yaks. I was just trying it out, but I didn't expect that the yaks actually didn't reject us. In order to save energy, we rode the yaks down the mountain."

Li Yang thought of the golden Sanskrit in Gao Miao's body and the legendary connection between yaks and Western Desert Sanskrit. He smacked his lips and nodded, "Okay."

The two chatted for a long time, ate some dried meat, and regained their warmth. Gao Miao then asked curiously, "I wonder if the True Lord asked me to come here this time because of something important?"

"Let's talk about this later. Let's send this little Zhuoma back first. Her father is already worried."

After Li Yang finished speaking, he raised his hand and gave little Zhuoma a light slap.

"Alright."

Gao Miao nodded, and the three of them came out of the tent.

At this time, the wild yaks that were having fun had eaten enough grass and returned to the mountain. There was only one left on the entire grassland pasture, still strolling leisurely.

When the yak saw several people coming out, it was still unruly and looked defiant, it was really wild and difficult to tame.

Li Yang suddenly became interested: "This beast doesn't know how high the heaven is and how deep the earth is. It just so happens that I'm in need of a leg support right now."

After saying that, Li Yang left a few people behind and flew straight towards the yaks that were still running wild.

When the wild yak saw a stranger coming, it immediately took an attacking stance, constantly pounding the ground with its front hooves, raising its horns, and making a "puff puff" sound between its mouth and nose.

This wild yak is bulky, with thick and sharp horns. It is estimated that several adults would find it difficult to subdue it. However, Li Yang just smiled and walked forward. Without waiting for the yak to react, he squatted down, reached out and grabbed the two legs, and lifted the wild yak weighing thousands of pounds directly onto his shoulders as if lifting weights.

The yak kicked its four hooves wildly in fear, but Li Yang's hands seemed to have a thousand pounds of strength, clamping it like an iron clamp.

Then, under the horrified gaze of the herdsmen, Li Yang carried it out of the cowshed, slowly walked out of the grassland, walked more than a hundred meters, and placed it steadily on the snow on the grassland.

"Do you still dare to act wild?"

The yak continued to charge, but was easily resolved by Li Yang. After a few times, it finally lost its temper, exhaled hot air from its mouth and nose, and lowered its head to show its submission.

"True Lord, this beast has Buddha nature. I can actually try to convert him..."

Gao Miao pulled little Zhuoma forward, speaking helplessly.

"It's okay, I'm used to it, and it's fine this way."

Li Yang chuckled, climbed onto the cow's back, and pulled little Zhuoma up with him.
"Master Gao, I will take little Zhuoma to Sera Monastery first and won't wait for you."

Gao Miao clasped his hands together, not noticing anything unusual.

"Let's go!" Li Yang patted the wild yak's head, reached out and stroked its fur, then slowly left with little Zhuoma in his arms.

"Mahakala!"

"Mahakala!"

As the figures of the cow and the monk gradually faded away on the grassland, in the ice and snow, the herdsmen behind them bowed and worshiped, shouting their beliefs.

(End of this chapter)