Tomb Robbery: Successor to the King, starting in Yunnan Worm Valley

Chapter 114 Fairy Lake, Meeting the Iron Lama

The two of them first arrived in Yunnan, took a ride in Diqing and traveled through Yunnan and Tibet, all the way to Kase.

After arriving at Garse, there is no more road.

This place is full of mountains and rivers.

The mountain is extremely majestic and vast. From the canyon at the bottom of the mountain to the pass at the top of the mountain, there is a drop of two to three kilometers at every turn.

Walking on the narrow and winding mountain road is scary.

After arriving in Garse, the two of them paid to hire a herdsman's horse.

Fortunately, Hu Bayi can handle some simple Tibetan words.

Riding a horse under the blue sky in Tibet, Wang Ye felt like he was being sucked up into the sky as soon as he raised his head.

The air is thin.

If it weren't for his improved physique, Wang Ye suspected that he might have needed to rely on an oxygen bottle to make it halfway.

However, the scenery on the plateau is much better than on the flatland.

When you raise your head, it feels like you can touch the sky.

As soon as you reach out your hand, you can touch the breeze.

As soon as you inhale, you can smell the fragrance of flowers and plants.

It’s no wonder that although Tibet is remote and dangerous, so many people still come to travel.

Soon, the two of them plus the Tibetan guide Wangdui rode for almost a day, and finally arrived at two large lakes.

The big one is called Yongma Zhuozhacuo, which means the Lake of the Dragon Palace. It is said that there is the Dragon King's palace underground, which is full of treasures.

The smaller one is the destination for the two of them, Ramlacuo, which means the Lake of Fairies.

After arriving at the lake, Wang Ye found that it was quite lively.

There are local Tibetans walking around the two lakes.

According to the guide Wangdui, if you go around the big lake, which is the Dragon Palace Lake, you can get all kinds of treasures. If you go around once, you can make a fortune. If you go around a few more times, you can even transfer the wealth of your descendants.

But Wang Ye saw that there were obviously more people in the small Fairy Lake.

It turns out that Ram Lacuo is said to be the tears of female immortals, which are said to be able to eliminate physical pain and wash away worldly dust.

The more important thing is to purify the soul and keep people away from all kinds of troubles in the world.

Well, Wang Ye could only sigh that the hearts of the local Tibetans are really pure.

Wang Ye used his Sky Eye skill from a distance.

Golden light flashed in his eyes, double pupils appeared, and the pupils turned into yin and yang fish and slowly rotated.

Soon Wang Ye noticed the scent of the two large lakes and the snow-capped mountains behind them.

Although the Dragon Palace Lake is larger in area, its aura is indeed weaker.

A golden-white scent rises from the bottom of the lake.

Wang Ye could see that it was very possible that there really were some treasures in the lake.

It was probably sunk into the lake by ancient local rulers.

But getting your hands on these treasures is not an easy thing.

The altitude here is at least more than 4,000 meters.

Not to mention the thin air, the water in the lake is also melted water from snow-capped mountains and glaciers, and is bitingly cold.

Even the most advanced diving suits cannot withstand such icy water for too long.

The gold and silver were sunk to the bottom of the lake, and I don't know how many times passed.

All kinds of sand and gravel have long buried the treasure.

To dig it out would be a huge project.

For Wang Ye, the attraction of those gold and silver treasures is not too great.

Not cost-effective.

In addition, the aura in the other Fairy Lake is quite special.

The concentration of the aura is also much higher than that of Dragon Palace Lake.

Wang Ye could even feel that there was a faint spiritual power in the lake.

Wang Ye couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

There is indeed spiritual power in this lake, and it is not chicken soup to purify the soul.

Fairy tears?

Is it possible that this Tibetan legend is true?
  Wang Ye closed his eyes.

Showing his vision to the sky on the edge of the holy mountain and holy lake, it seems that he is suppressed by an extremely vast force.

The Tibetans who turn to the lake on the shore are very quiet. The remains of some pilgrims can be faintly seen among the boulders by the lake.

The entire holy lake seemed peaceful and solemn.

At this time, Hu Bayi, who was walking in front, stopped for a moment and waved to a tall figure in front of him.

Wang Ye also followed Hu Bayi's gaze.

This was a tall monk dressed as a lama, dancing by the lake with a posture that Wang Ye had never seen before.

It feels a bit like the dancing masters from Northeast China, but there are differences.

The monk carried a black iron rod more than three feet long on his back.

Obviously, this person is Tiebang Lama.

Soon Tiebang Lama also met Hu Bayi.

The old lama recognized Hu Bayi at once and came over excitedly.

Hu Bayi and Tiebang Lama reminisced about old times, and Hu Bayi curiously asked Tiebang Lama what he was doing.

It turned out that Lama Tiebang was asking Medicine King Bodhisattva for divination.

When Wang Ye heard this, he knew that the two poachers from the original plot were coming out.

But Wang Ye's attention is not here now.

Those two poachers ate something they shouldn't have eaten, and are now sending it this way, but it doesn't look like they're going that fast.

On the contrary, it was the rich spiritual energy in the Fairy Lake that made Wang Ye very curious.

This spiritual energy has exceeded the spiritual energy that can be gathered in ordinary cave heaven paradise.

There must be something in the lake.

It's just that it's not easy for Wang Ye to go into the water to look for it now.

Ramlacuo is a holy lake.

The shore is full of Tibetans wandering around the lake.

If you jump into the lake in broad daylight and people think you are committing suicide, you will be in trouble.

It seems that we can only wait until after dark to check again.

Wang Ye looked at the sky and saw that it was already four or five o'clock in the afternoon. He was not in a hurry as the sun would set soon.

In addition to the rich spiritual energy in Lam Lacuo, another thing that caught Wang Ye's attention was the Iron Rod Lama's iron rod.

Tiebang Lama is a tall man and is the Tiebang Buddha's protector.

On weekdays, he goes around the lake to chant sutras, and he is proficient in Tibetan medicine and plays a guest role as a barefoot doctor.

But when there is an invasion of external evil spirits and evil spirits are showing off their evil deeds, the Iron Rod Lama’s iron rod is a powerful weapon to protect the Dharma.

Wang Ye could feel the aura coming from this unattractive black iron rod from a long distance away.

Some are close to evil spirits.

But it's not quite the same.

It should be an inherited magic weapon that has been used in battles to kill evil spirits.

Also good stuff.

Of course Lama Tiebang is kind-hearted and Bodhisattva-hearted, and he is an old man worthy of respect.

Wang Ye didn't have the idea of ​​hitting the Iron Bar Lama's natal magical weapon, he was just out of curiosity.

After a while, several people came over from a distance.

Five or six Tibetans carried three poachers on their backs and walked all the way to the edge of the Fairy Lake.

Tiebang Lama asked the two men to be put down and began to inspect them.

Wang Ye also came to the side.

It was soon discovered that the situation of these three people was much more tragic than Wang Ye had expected.

All three people's faces were sallow and their breathing was weak.

Foam was constantly spraying out from the corners of his mouth.

My stomach was bulging, as if two huge balloons had been stuffed into my stomach.

And there are signs of continued expansion.

Wang Ye used his Heavenly Eye skill and soon discovered that the oldest one among them was dead, although he still had a heartbeat and breathing.

There was a strong mass of evil energy in his belly, which was constantly eating away at his internal organs, and at the same time spread along the blood vessels and meridians throughout his body.

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