Chapter 550 The Prodigal Son

Space-time fragmentation.

When the two opened their eyes again, they found themselves in a desolate world.

At a glance, there was no one, but I saw that the sky was clear. Although the earth was a little cold, it still couldn't hide a touch of spring. At this time, the two are standing on a high ground.

"Is this Tibet?" The White Fifth Emperor looked around and said, "Isn't it strange? How to deal with Ziyu Langyi? Did you just dig a hole and bury it?

"The seventh century A.D. was the date of the handover between Bon and Tantra, and it was also in the pre-Hong period. At this time, the Bon religion should be a setback, and it is also the ** period of the two sects fighting. Dugu Jiugong claimed to have grown up in the Potala Palace in Tibet. Naturally, he is very familiar with this history. He said, " Tantric Buddhism is supported by Songtzen Gampo, the king of Tibet, so it will soon occupy the whole spiritual field of Tibet. When two hundred years later, after the Bonist Landama succeeded to the throne, there will be a great disaster in Tibetan Buddhism, that is, the destruction of Landama! I'm afraid Fu Zang was left at that time.

The White Fifth Emperor suddenly nodded and said, "It seems that we are ready to find a group of Buddhists?"

"It should be." Dugu Jiugong nodded, then looked around and frowned, "I just don't know where I am now, otherwise it would be a waste of time to go the wrong way."

"There should be someone."

The White Fifth Emperor said with a smile that it may be the character of this man's character explosion. As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the singing voice of a crisp girl below, singing the deeds of the current Tibetan king Songzan Gampo. The classical and mysterious Tibetan language makes people feel that their hearts are clear, that is, the White Five Emperors, who are murderous and have decided to kill, feel that they can't help but want to put down the butcher's knife.

"Now the world is during the rule of the Tang Dynasty and the last stage of the outbreak of spiritual power in the earth world. At this time, ordinary people will have a little true qi in their bodies more or less. Those who are talented are masters of life, such as the sword fairy Li Taibai." Dugu Jiugong said, "This girl is obviously a believer in Tantric Buddhism, and the power of faith should not be underestimated."

The White Five Emperor smiled and said, "Then let's go down and have a look."

After saying that, it's just a leap. Dugu Jiugong followed closely.

Jiudan Songyoma is a mysterious Tibetan girl. She can't help singing Tibetan songs in the wilderness, and then halfway through the singing, two mysterious men suddenly fell from the sky. One person wears silver-white armor, purple hair and purple eyes, and the lightning logo of the purple shirt in the eyebrows is even more conspicuous. Another man in black and gold armor is much more ordinary. Jiudan Songyoma was shocked by the appearance of the two, and a series of Tibetan words came out.

The White Five Emperor scratched his head puzzled.

The Ninth Palace of Dugu is full of answers.

Soon, Jiudan Songyoma said in Chinese, "How are you?"

"Hello." Bai Wudi said, "I accidentally scared you. I'm sorry."

"It's okay, it's okay." Jiudan Songyoma said with a smile, "Are you?"

"We?" Bai Wudi smiled and said, "We are from other places. We pass through this place. We don't know where, so we come to ask for directions."

Jiudan Songyoma suddenly nodded: "Welcome, are you Han Chinese?"

"Yes." The White Fifth Emperor said with a smile, "My name is White Fifth Emperor."

"The Nine Palaces of Dugu."

"My name is Jiudan Songyoma. You can also call me my Chinese name, Zhuo Ting. The Tibetan girl said with a smile that she liked from the bottom of her heart.

But the name is one place.

The Ninth Palace of Dugu trembles all over. The White Fifth Emperor noticed the strangeness of Dugu Nine Palace, and his voice pressed into a line and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Don't you know the reputation of Jiudan Songyoma?" Dugu Jiugong asked rhetorically. Seeing that it was the White Five Emperors shaking his head, Dugu Jiugong said, "He is the shocking mother of the three worlds among the twenty-one Zhuomafa phases of the Tibetan people!"

"Rename, right?"

The White Fifth Emperor is not interested in these things, but casually said that Dugu Jiugong is also willing to believe this statement.

"Ask the beautiful girl." The White Fifth Emperor also followed the local customs. It's not a word like a beautiful woman. He asked, "What's the location of Lhasa?"

After being praised, Zhuo Ting covered her mouth and smiled and pointed to the north: "Lhasa is three thousand miles away from here. It's far and long."

"Three thousand kilometers? It's not too far. It should be there in half a day, right? The White Fifth Emperor looked at the north and muttered, but this kind of words shocked Zhuo Ting. Three thousand miles of asceticism once had to walk for seven or eight days. Did the White Five Emperors actually say half a day? Zhuo Ting took these words as a joke, even if the two of them were indeed very mysterious.

"The firepower is full, almost less than half an hour." Dugu Jiugong also said speculably.

Zhuo Ting was even more shocked when she heard the words.

Walking three thousand miles in an hour? Do these two people know the way or not? Then he said, "Two friends, how can it be said that it's an hour to go three thousand miles? It will take at least eight days, right?

"Eight days?" The White Fifth Emperor shook his head quickly: "The maximum time I am allowed to stay in Tibet is no more than eight hours. It can't be eight days."

"This is absolutely impossible!"

Zhuo Ting said solemnly, "Three thousand miles of road, even if you are a fast horse and whip, or a grassland sweaty BMW, a thousand miles of horse, it will take two days to work, and one hour is impossible."

"How about I make a bet with you?" Dugu Jiugong said lightly, "We will take you. If we get to Lhasa within an hour, will you promise me a request?"

"Good!"

Zhuo Ting is full of confidence. Obviously, she doesn't believe that the White Five Emperors can reach 3,000 miles away in an hour.

Thinking of this, I looked at the two people, but when I saw them, I saw you and I saw you.

Dugu Jiugong's voice pressed into a thin line: "This woman may be an important figure in Buddhism, which is of great help to you and me."

The White Fifth Emperor waved his hand lazily: "I know, but the question is, who took her?"

"Nonsense, of course it's you." Dugu Jiugong said as a matter of course, "When dealing with women, you, the White Five Emperors, can be called the love saint of great wisdom and foolishness."

"Get out of here." The White Fifth Emperor scolded, "But I can try it."

Then he stepped forward, turned around, and his legs were wronged. He said, "Beauty, don't mind if I carry you on my back!"

"B bitch!" Dugu Jiugong cursed secretly.

Zhuo Ting's little face suddenly turned red. This kind of invitation? It made Zhuo Ting laugh bitterly. This strange teenager with purple hair and purple eyes seems to have a strong sense of killing. Why is he so rude now?

"Don't worry, I, the White Five Emperor, am not a casual person." Bai Wudi smiled and said, "I think you are going to Lhasa, right?"

"Ye-huh." Although Bai Wudi said so, Zhuo Ting is still a girl. How can she not be shy? Dugu Ninth Palace jumped on the mound next to him: "It's important to hurry."

The White Fifth Emperor turned around and gave Zhuo Ting a kind smile: "I will do what I say."

"Okay."

Zhuo Ting also wanted to see how these two people rushed to Lhasa 3,000 miles away in an hour, so she didn't think much about it. She took a deep breath and jumped on the back of the White Five Emperors. The White Fifth Emperor clamped Zhuo Ting's legs with his arms, but he felt the beautiful woman on his back tremble and said, "I'm afraid you can't stand it if the speed is too fast. Hold on to me."

Zhuo Ting nodded. But there are some excuses about the White Five Emperors, but it is not convenient to say it.

But then, the White Five Emperor proved his words.

A powerful mysterious force gushed out of the body of the White Five Emperors, protecting the two people in it, like a true gas shield. The White Five Emperor's body sank, like a cheetah, and then suddenly stamped his feet. Zhuo Ting only felt a thunder behind him, which made her ears numb, but she was shocked that the surrounding scene seemed to retreat rapidly. Fast, faster than any speed that Zhuo Ting has ever seen. Perhaps in her eyes, the current speed is only comparable to lightning.

And next to it, Dugu Jiugong followed closely, with the tendency to surpass the White Five Emperors.

"Cup first. Don't you know that my strengths are speed and strength?" Bai Wudi smiled, and then his legs exerted strength again. Whenever he rushed forward with the help of obstacles, Zhuo Ting could feel the collapse behind him. However, no matter how fast the speed is, Zhuo Ting has no other feeling, completely because a faint purple shield outside the body isolates the powerful airflow.

"Zhuo Ting, it's not too late for you to admit defeat now." The White Fifth Emperor said with a smile, "The speed of the two of us will reach Lhasa. Maybe we don't need an hour."

At this time, Zhuo Ting couldn't believe the words of the White Five Emperors. She nodded and said in the ears of the White Five Emperors, "Are you two immortals in heaven? The legendary immortals of the Han people were shocked by Kyushu and moved to the sky.

The White Fifth Emperor laughed and said, "Zhuo Ting, the so-called immortal is just a respectful name for some powerful people. In the final analysis, he is still a human being. This is a kind of faith.

"Real?" Zhuo Ting said, "So do you think Buddha exists?"

Bai Wudi said, "I generally don't like to discuss the issue of a sect with believers. The purpose is to avoid conflicts, but now that you ask this question, I will say that the Buddha's heart is one heart. There is a Buddha in the heart, the Buddha is everywhere, there is no Buddha in the heart, and the Buddha is far away in the sky.

"A ambiguous answer." Zhuo Ting smiled.

The White Fifth Emperor smiled and said, "The Buddha is in my heart. Everyone is their own Buddha. Everyone's thoughts are different, and the Buddha is different. Therefore, Buddha has ten thousand Dharma phases.

"To be honest, you are subverting my mind." Zhuo Ting said.

The White Fifth Emperor just shook his head: "There are a thousand Buddhas in the hearts of a thousand people."

Zhuo Ting fell into silence.

The White Fifth Emperor felt a little embarrassed and said, "Let's change the topic."

"You said." Zhuo Ting said.

"I don't know how old Zhuo Ting is now? Do you have a marriage match? Is there anyone you like? Or what about the ideal partner? The White Five Emperor asked with a smile.

When Zhuo Ting heard the words, she smiled and said, "There is a saying in your Chinese that you are a prodigal son."

"I can't count it." The White Fifth Emperor said with a smile.

"You are better than better!"