From a Zhengyi Taoist Child to a Master of All Laws

Chapter 338: Finally Seeing Shangri-La
In March, due to the high altitude, although the grasslands are already full of birds and green grass, the scenery on the snow-capped mountains is still desolate and the snow is melting slowly.

Li Yang's heart moved.
Gao Miao told him that when worshipping on the snowy mountain, Xiao Zhuoma seemed to have entered a strange space and brought out a spiritual stone of extremely high quality.

"Okay, I'll go down with you!"

The view suddenly narrowed and they went down to the snow mountain again. Even with the protection of the talisman and the life jade, little Zhuoma still felt her feet were cold when she stepped on the snow.

This is a late spring cold snap, and the weather is at its coldest when the ice and snow melt.

Little Zhuoma breathed out white air and began to explore the mountains staggeringly.

Li Yang did not disturb her, but followed quietly behind her, occasionally giving her a hand when she slipped.
"Cauldron, have you been looking for a place on the snowy mountain?"

Little Zhuoma was panting as she climbed the mountain while talking to Li Yang.

"I guess so...how do you know?"

"I guessed, and it seems like I can find that place."

Little Zhuoma tilted her head.

She wanted to help Dajiao find that place.
She knew that Li Yang was leaving. He did not belong to the grassland or the snow-capped mountains.

He was not used to butter tea. His home was in a place called Baiyun Mountain in the inland.
Before Li Yang left, little Zhuoma wanted to give Li Yang a gift.

Following the memory of that day, little Zhuoma was looking for the rock wall where she worshipped.
After the earthquake and avalanche, many geological features on the mountain have changed. No one had repaired the "Qizhen Temple" in the valley before, and there was no reference, so little Zhuoma had a hard time searching for it.

On the cold, lonely and empty snowy mountain, a man, big and a child, were groping their way forward slowly.

"Why don't we go back to find you, Appa? You just woke up, so let's talk about it when you feel better."

Li Yang looked at the little kid in the snow and felt a little worried.

Although the snow was much thinner, it was still enough to cover little Zhuoma's knees, and she had to exert a lot of effort to move forward every time.

"It's okay, I'm almost there, I can feel it, it's nearby!"

Little Zhuoma pouted, her little face looked very serious, sensing something carefully.

That is the special resonance between Chakravartin and the sacred Mount Kailash.

Li Yang frowned, and more spiritual energy passed through his hands.

"This is it!"

Little Zhuoma's eyes lit up, and she took Li Yang's hand and ran towards a mountain path.
At the end of the mountain path is a stone wall.

The ice and snow covering the stone wall melted a little, revealing the gray-black stone underneath, which has a fine texture and is covered with moss.

This should be a piece of basalt, formed by the cooling of magma condensed from a volcanic eruption countless years ago.

Li Yang stroked the stone wall and sensed it carefully, but there was no sign of anything extraordinary.

"The entrance to that place seems to be around here. I've been in there before!"

Little Zhuoma tilted her head and looked around.

"Don't worry, the entrance to that place should not be a 'door' in the ordinary sense..."

With Li Yang's current level of cultivation, ordinary extraordinary items cannot escape his detection at all. The holy land of 'Shangri-La' has been legendary in the Western Desert Grassland for endless years and it is indeed special.

"That doesn't make sense. I clearly went in that day, so why can't I find it now?"

Little Zhuoma searched for a long time on the terrace until the sun set, then she sat down beside Li Yang in frustration.
"You are very special. Since you can sense the response, maybe the method we are looking for is wrong." Li Yang thought seriously for a long time: "What was the situation when you entered that place that day?" "I don't know either. There were many masters chanting sutras, and then I was sitting in this place, feeling drowsy. When I woke up, I found that everyone around me had disappeared!"

"Then let's recreate it."

Li Yang stood up and took out a few Buddhist scriptures from his ring.

"Do you still remember what those lama masters chanted?"

"Vajrasattva Dharmaming!" Little Dolma answered loudly, which surprised Li Yang that such a young child actually knew all this.

"Well, I will recite the Vajrasattva Dharma with you."

After Li Yang finished speaking, he found the corresponding mantra from the Buddhist scriptures given by Losandini, sat upright and began to recite it.

"Om Benza Sattva Sammaya, Manu Balaya.

Let’s go to the Banzasattva, and do the Mebawa.

......"

As Li Yang chanted, little Zhuoma closed her eyes knowingly, wanting to return to the state she was in that day.

A quarter of an hour, two quarters of an hour...

Little Zhuoma was already drowsy, but nothing unusual happened.
Li Yang did not give up and recited some other scriptures, but unfortunately they had no effect.
"Forget it. Maybe I am not destined to be with this holy place of Brahma."

Li Yang shook his head, feeling that he was being targeted. He didn't believe that the effect of the scriptures he recited would be inferior to those of the Lama monks who could only draw in qi and awaken the spirit.

There is another possibility that the evil ritual of Black-robed Mikyo Dorje had already been mostly completed that day, and the true essence of little Dolma's teachings was likely already damaged and no longer recognized by Shangri-La.

No matter which possibility it is, Li Yang is very unhappy.

"Cauldron..."

Little Zhuoma opened her eyes timidly, also very frustrated, blaming herself for being useless.

He stood up and brushed off the snow on his body. Even his pants at the buttocks were wet by the melted ice and snow.

Holding Li Yang's hand, the proud Zhuoma looked back every step of the way, feeling very unwilling.

"It doesn't matter. This place is just the icing on the cake for me."

Li Yang touched little Zhuoma's head.
For his current realm, the spiritual energy has been revived for less than five years, and the spiritual stones and spiritual materials he has cultivated at this stage have little effect on his cultivation progress.
What he cared about was only whether this holy land could serve as a nourishment point for the Moon Essence Wheel to break through to the next level.

Li Yang looked at the vast white snow-capped mountains with a wandering look in his eyes: "This place won't work, let's look for another place. The Taoist sect is said to have ten great caves, thirty-six small caves, and seventy-two blessed places. It's no big deal to look for them one by one..."

"Recently, there are rumors that pyramids in several places in America have been moving strangely, and there have also been strange changes in the flora and fauna on the legendary Mount Olympus. Maybe I'll have to go abroad again..."

Li Yang held little Zhuoma's hand and walked along while muttering to himself,
"Big pot...wait a moment..."

Little Zhuoma tugged at Li Yang's Taoist robe, and suddenly stood still, looking back.

Following the direction of Xiao Zhuoma, Li Yang looked back. At this time, the sun was setting in the west. The last bit of the setting sun shone on Mount Kailash and was reflected on the stone wall.

The snow-capped mountains were originally pure white, but under the sunlight they turned into a bright yellow background, crystal clear and shining brightly.

The basalt wall was like a huge vertical ice trough, slowly intersecting with the horizontal rock layers. Under the sunlight, a swastika pattern vaguely emerged.
This pattern seemed to be imprinted in little Zhuoma's pupils, emitting a golden light.
Little Zhuoma unconsciously let go of Li Yang's hand and murmured,
"Big Pot, I think I found where that place is..."

(End of this chapter)