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Speaking of the burial master, Paji Gesang straightened his expression.

"Your Excellency Chaos, the Burial Lord's power comes from Tantric Buddhism. It is a secret that we cannot understand."

"Similarly, his strength is like that of a god in the Southwest Region. With just one look from him, we don't even have the strength to resist."

"So... if we want to deal with him, I'm afraid we won't be able to provide any information."

Zhang Yi thought for a while, and everything that happened that night came to mind again.

Paji Gesang is powerful on one hand. The black tank-level combat power of up to 20000 points is certainly terrifying.

But what's more terrifying than this is that he can borrow some kind of power from the distant Sangjia Temple.

The injuries he suffered can be quickly repaired, and the lost abilities can also be replenished.

This is extremely terrifying.

In other words, unless he can be killed instantly, the Burial Master cannot be killed in this land of snow.

But who can instantly kill a black tank-level alien?

I'm afraid it would only be possible for Houtu to have at least the strength of a gatekeeper of the underworld, or to meet the conditions of the curse.

"Tell me about the burial master! I want to know what kind of person he is."

Perhaps we can learn about his weaknesses through his life experiences.

There were no outsiders in the room, so Paji Gesang nodded immediately.

"This is not a secret. As the nominal leader of the Tantric Sect, the Burial Master will be praised by Sangjia Temple throughout his life. The entire Snowy Plateau knows about his main life experiences."

Paji Gesang told Zhang Yi in detail.

The so-called burial master, to put it bluntly, has been just a religious symbol of Tantra since a century ago, and actually has no power.

The real power lies in the hands of Chiba and the four chieftain families.

For such a mascot, the best way to cultivate him is to cultivate him into a waste.

And religion has a set of perfect procedures to achieve this goal in an impeccable way.

That is, study Buddhism.

Paji Gesang said: "The original name of this burial owner is Yashelangtai Jueguo. Although he is a member of the Yashelangtai family, he is only a branch of the family. Both his parents are herders who herd cattle and sheep."

"He woke up when he was eight years old. After Sangjia Temple got the news, he immediately sent someone to pick him up."

"Since then, he has hardly left Sanggar Monastery."

"In the first ten years, he studied various Buddhist scriptures with the eminent monks in the temple until he reached adulthood."

"Then, he was arranged to enter the Zen room in Sangjia Temple and spend five years in solitary confinement."

"During this process, he was not allowed to leave the Zen room for even half a step. Someone would bring him meals and scriptures every day."

Hearing this, Fatty Xu couldn't help but said in shock, "Ah? After all, wouldn't he have been a lama in the temple for fifteen years?"

Paji Gesang said: "That's right. He can't go out at will. Even if he is just a mascot with no real power, in the hearts of the people of the Snowy Plateau, he is still the incarnation of the gods."

Zhang Yi sneered and said: "Once such a person leaves Sangjia Temple and has any special thoughts, I am afraid that as soon as he raises his hand, there will be a response, and countless people are willing to die for him, right?"

"That way, it will be inconvenient for you to manage."

Paji Gesang did not refute, just smiled and nodded.

Uncle You sighed, "It's just that it's a little too cruel."

No one denies this.

An eight-year-old child, after entering Buddhism, has been with the Green Lantern Ancient Buddha for fifteen years.

How boring and lonely must such a life be?

Paji Gesang shook his head.

"Is it cruel? Not necessarily."

"He has been living in a temple and received education that practicing Buddhism is the most meaningful thing. So not only does he not feel how beautiful the outside world is, but he enjoys it."

When Paji Gesang said this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly:

"That's why I say he is the purest and most devout person in the world."

Zhang Yi sighed.

"Indeed, imprisoning a person in the name of faith. Binding a person with a noble cage so that he does not know that he is in a cage. This method is really clever."

"However," he raised his eyebrows and looked at Paji Gesang with some amusement: "It is actually very scary to let a person who is too pure have extremely powerful power."

The bitter smile on Paji Gesang's face became even thicker.

"So, I live in fear every day!"

Zhang Yi thought carefully about Paji Gesang's words, trying to imagine that person's temperament through his introduction to the burial owner.

He does not believe that there are saints in this world. As long as they are human, they must be flawed.

At this time, the guard's announcement came from outside.

It was Chef Rodin who brought the food.

From a long distance away, Zhang Yi and the others could already smell the magical aroma.

His and Liang Yue's expressions changed slightly.

Zhang Yi said to Paji Gesang: "This dish is not to our liking."

Paji Gesang slapped his forehead, "Sorry, sorry, we are used to this kind of food, so we were negligent for a moment."

Paji Gesang said that in the snow-covered plateau, this is something only a few nobles are qualified to eat.

And it’s hard to enjoy it on weekdays.

He quickly ordered his servants: "Let Luo Dan push that delicacy to my room in the back!"

Solangeji and Qiongda quickly looked at Pajigesang.

Paji Gesang smiled and said: "A few distinguished guests are not used to eating. Please follow me to the back to enjoy."

Only then did a knowing smile appear on their faces.

At this time, Liang Yue, who had been silent all this time, finally couldn't help it anymore.

She couldn't turn a blind eye because she had seen with her own eyes where the ingredients came from.

The silver chopsticks in her hand were bent hard by her pinch.

She looked at Paji Gesang and asked coldly:

"Pudge Toast, I would like to ask you something. A big man with such a distinguished status as you should not worry about running out of food. But why do you have to eat this kind of thing?"

Paji Gesang and the others were questioned face to face by Liang Yue, and their expressions changed a little.

It's just that Liang Yue was the main hero in defeating the coalition forces, and the three of them must be treated well.

Paji Gesang chuckled.

"Madam, you think we are cruel, right?"

"Does this need to be said?"

Liang Yue said coldly.

Zhang Yi did not stop Liang Yue. He also wanted to know this question.

Paji Gesang took his time and told her a past story.

"In the ancient times on the snow-covered plateau, well... it seems a bit wrong to say that, because it didn't last too long."

"At that time, if a person died, they would be buried in the sky. The body would be cut into pieces and then fed to the goshawks."

"We, the people of Snowland, believe that there is reincarnation in the world. After death, the soul will separate from the body and then be reincarnated again."

"And sky burial is a method of sacrificing one's body and allowing the body to return to nature."

He looked at Liang Yue and Zhang Yi gently.

"We're approaching this with gratitude."

"When that disaster struck, more than 90% of the population on the snowy plateau died in just one month!"

"We must do everything possible to solve the problem of survival."