Chapter 6 Chapter 6: The Daughter of the Snow Mountain

The curtain moved slightly, and Mandala smiled softly behind the curtain: "Master, the Snow Mountain Goddess is true, and the subordinates can also be forgiven by the leader, right?" The man said coldly: "Yes." Before the words were finished, suddenly, Mandala's body flew out from the other end of the curtain like a paper kite with a broken string, and landed directly at the Snow Lion's claws. The snow lion was frightened and angry, and when he didn't know where he was, he saw another person flying towards him, how could he hold back, he immediately gave up his lovesickness, and jumped towards the mandala.

Xiangsi exclaimed in surprise: "No!" Before she finished speaking, a three-foot-tall firework spewed out from between the snow lion's teeth. The thick bloody smell immediately diffused. In the silent night, the sound of chewing, the sound of bone and flesh breaking, and the sound of blood gushing could be heard from time to time. Xiangsi was shocked, and recklessly stabbed the short sword in the snow lion's back, but the snow lion ignored it, and only cared about biting the prey under its claws. Under Xiangsi's stabbing, her voice was hoarse, her wrists were sore and weak, and she could hardly stand up.

What was even more frightening was that the scene in front of him was too tragic. Mandala's body, like a doll with broken joints, twisted, fell, and shattered under the claws of the snow lion.And those fragmented bones and meridians were sinking and floating in the dark red blood pool. Snow Lion shook his head violently, and with a muffled bang, a large mass of flesh and blood fell in front of Xiangsi.Xiangsi let out an exclamation, unable to hold on any longer, and fell to the side. It turned out to be the head of Datura. Her long hair was covered with blood, like a pile of scarlet autumn grass, wrapped around her crooked neck.And her face was almost undamaged, even the light yellow on the forehead and the rouge on the cheeks were still as fresh as when she was born.Her green eyes were half-opened, but there was no trace of pain or fear in them, and she even maintained a seductive and weird smile.

Xiangsi couldn't bear it any longer, and fell to the ground and vomited. The snow lion seemed to have eaten enough human blood, and gradually regained its composure. It squatted on the ground, carefully licked the remaining blood from its paws, then moaned in a low voice, and slowly retreated towards the iron gate when it came. Xiangsi seemed to be recovering gradually, she stopped retching, her hands firmly supported the ground, and the corner of her eyes fell on Mandala's face in a daze. This girl who once wore the makeup of the prosperous Tang Dynasty, held half a harp in the palace of the ancient cemetery, smiled arrogantly, and argued with her about the mercy of the god of death.

This woman who used to be in the mandala formation, with a red raccoon and a cloak, was like a mountain ghost in the Songs of Chu, taking advantage of the moonlight to come and go without a trace. This old enemy who once gave up an arm and used the blood escape technique to escape from Yunnan to the Leshenglun Palace in Tibet. Now, only a broken body remains. The blood was up and down, and the night gradually became extremely cold. Xiangsi raised her head abruptly, her pale cheeks turned crimson with anger.She snapped behind the curtain, "You said you would forgive her! Why? Why?"

The man said lightly: "This is the forgiveness she wants." Xiangsi was even angrier, and said: "You are talking nonsense, could it be that she herself is going to die under the claws of the beast?" The man said: "Yes." Xiangsi took a deep breath, gritted her teeth, and said, "Devil!" She suddenly picked up the dagger on the ground, and stabbed straight behind the curtain. The curtain moved lightly, and with a soft pop, the dagger cut off half of the brocade curtain, coming even faster, straight to the man's throat. The man did not move at all.

The sword light finally illuminated the man's face, Xiangsi let out a soft cry, but his hand could no longer move forward an inch. With a clang, the dagger in her hand fell to the ground. The look on Xiangsi's face seemed to have seen the most unbelievable thing in the world, even if all the monsters from nine heavens and ten earths gathered behind the curtain, she would not be so surprised. Of course there is no real monster in the curtain, but just a person. The man was dressed in a blue robe, but it was so blue that it turned black.But what was even bluer was his knee-length hair, and the slightly curly hair was loose and untidy, like a long waterfall rushing down.

His eyes were a strange red, bottomlessly red, like the flames of red lotuses, burning in the long night, touching the darkness and fascination. What's even weirder is that, apart from the color of his hair and eyes, his appearance is so much like Zhuo Wangsun! Xiangsi took two steps back and murmured: "No, it's impossible." The man said coldly, "You know me?" Xiangsi continued to back away and said, "No, I don't know." The man looked at her, and suddenly there was a smile in his cold eyes. With this smile, most of the strange aura in his body receded, and the whole person suddenly became gentle as if under the sun: "Now you know her." .I am Dijia, the leader of the Mandala religion, and the place where you are is Leshenglun Palace."

Xiangsi stopped her retreat, and asked doubtfully, "Le Sheng Lun Gong, why am I here?" Di Jia said: "Because you are the wife of Lord Shiva. And I am the only incarnation of Lord Shiva in the world." Xiangsi shook her head and said, "I don't understand what you're talking about... When will you let me go?" Di Jia's eyes gradually became cold again: "Anytime." Xiangsi said in disbelief, "Is what you said true?" Dijia sneered: "Of course." He walked slowly along the long steps towards Xiangsi, and said: "It's just that you have to do one thing for me before you leave."

Acacia was startled, and said, "Tell me." Tiga stared at her, and said slowly: "For decades, I have referred to the legal code, inherited most of Shiva's power in the world, and used 108 kinds of rituals to worship the gods, but I still can't understand the final standard. There is only one thing that is owed, and that is to combine body and double cultivation with the Snow Mountain Goddess." Xiangsi was surprised and said, "Goddess... you mean me?" She shook her head: "I don't understand, but what is combined cultivation?" Di Jia didn't answer, but just raised his hand lightly, and dozens of brocade curtains on the top of the hall were suddenly and slowly unfolded.

It was only then that Xiangsi discovered that the brocade mantles were all painted with colorful patterns.She only glanced at it, and her face turned red immediately. Those turned out to be pictures of men and women having fun together.Each pair is painted on a plain background with extremely meticulous brushwork. The scrolls hang vertically from the top of the hall to the ground. lifelike. Xiangsi turned her face to the side, her heart pounding, she couldn't speak at all. Dijia waited for a while and said, "There are forty-nine changes in total, do you understand them all?" Xiangsi's face turned even redder, from shame to anger, she said: "Shameless!" After saying that, she turned around abruptly and ran towards the palace gate.She had just taken a few steps, but she was shocked to find that Di Jia had blocked in front of her at some point. Xiangsi backed away in shock.The curtain moved slightly, and there was a night wind blowing from somewhere in the hall.She suddenly remembered that the clothes on her body were almost torn to pieces by the snow lion. The white clothes were torn into strips of tassels, fluttering in the wind.Blossoming bright red blood stains, like plum blossoms in full bloom, bloomed on her creamy skin. She subconsciously raised her hands to protect her body. Dijia said coldly: "You don't have to be afraid. It is meaningless to force you. I will wait——wait for you to wake up." Xiangsi said decisively: "You are dreaming!" Dijia stared at her and sighed softly: "You are too deep in the world, you don't remember anything." Xiangsi shook her head and said, "I don't understand what you are saying, and I don't want to understand it either. However, I have to leave here immediately." Di Jia shook his head lightly and said, "Poor." Xiangsi was stunned and said, "What's the pity?" Di Jia said: "It's pity you don't know - no one has survived from the snow lion's paw. Although it didn't kill you in the end, you have suffered serious internal injuries just now. If you walk out of this place like this, at most In half an hour, you will lose your hair and die. Now, the only one who can save you is me." Xiangsi interrupted: "You don't need to worry about my affairs!" She turned around abruptly, only to find that the door of the palace had been closed at some point.The stone wall in the main hall is towering, like a cliff, but there is no other way out. Only the long stone steps stretched from the front to the top of the hall. It was dark and dark, but it didn't know where it led. Xiangsi took a deep breath, and saw Di Jia looking at her from afar, as if waiting for her to go back and beg herself. Xiangsi gritted her teeth, turned around and ran up the stone steps. For a moment, she felt that the steps were high and far away. The brocade barriers on both sides hung down, and there were heavy curtains hanging from the top, forming a narrow five-color passage beside her, slowly stretching to the top. place. She was struggling to climb up, but she didn't know how many steps she had climbed, and the heavenly steps were still not at the end.Suddenly, her chest felt hot and she couldn't help coughing violently.She covered her mouth with her hand, but blood gushed from between her pale fingers. Xiangsi only felt a sharp pain all over her body, as if her meridians and viscera had been shattered.She couldn't take it any longer, and fell down on the stone steps. Holding the ground weakly with her hands, she couldn't help coughing up blood, and the wound on her body was also shattered at the same time. The blood dripped down the white stone steps, like a scarlet scarlet brook. The curtain moved lightly, and the cold night wind kept coming in from all sides. She lay down on the cold stone steps, but felt a sickly hotness shrouded in the surroundings, and her body gradually became lighter.She knew that her consciousness was slowly losing, just like her own life. A deep tiredness gradually came to her heart.She struggled to tell herself that she could not fall asleep. Once she fell asleep, she was afraid that she would never wake up. However, the temptation to sleep still came wave after wave, unstoppable. Just when she was about to close her eyes, a pair of curtains above her head came into view surprisingly clearly, and her spirit froze. On the drapery is a painted painting.The pattern is thick and colorful, gorgeous and lifelike, but like the blue sky and white clouds, it is too noble and pure.The painting shows a glacier spring in a glacier, surrounded by snow and ice, deep and silent, as if no one has set foot on it since ancient times. A woman is quietly soaking in the spring. Her long black hair spread out in the spring water, like a black hibiscus blooming in the ice and snow.Although the cold pool was piercing to the bones, the expression on her face was extremely serene, a pair of slender hands were clasped in front of her chest, and the body below the chest was completely buried in the depths of the cold spring. The clear waves are sparkling, the sky and snow peaks are all reflected in the reflection, the water is gloomy and the caves are faint, and it really shines like ice and snow. Xiangsi stared at the woman's face, she was so beautiful and holy, although she didn't completely resemble her, she was inexplicably kind. Acacia's eyes couldn't help but pause for a long time, and after a long time, she was surprised to find that the entire top of the curtain was actually painted with colorful paintings, and these painted paintings were connected to form an ancient legend. ... In the age of the gods, the immortal Dasha had a beautiful daughter named Sati.Like many young girls, she loves the majestic and majestic Lord Shiva deeply, and secretly prays that she must marry the Lord Shiva as his wife.However, Sati's father Shada believed that Shiva was obsessed with asceticism, lived in isolation, rebellious, and often wandered in the Three Realms like a ghost, and was not his daughter's spouse.Therefore, at the son-in-law selection ceremony held for his daughter, he invited all the gods in the heavens, but Shiva was not invited. Satie appeared at the grand ceremony in full dress, she was so glamorous that she fascinated all gods.However, Sati only has Shiva in his heart.So she prayed silently to Shiva before she threw the wreath of love.When the garland was thrown, Shiva suddenly appeared and caught the garland. Although Daksha was unhappy, he had to marry his daughter to Shiva, but he hated Shiva ever since. Shiva and Sati lived a full and happy life after marriage.But at a ceremony of the gods, when Daksha entered the door, all the gods stood up to pay respects to Daksha, only Shiva and Brahma sat still.Daksha was very angry, thinking that Shiva deliberately humiliated him, so he secretly made up his mind to take revenge on Shiva. Soon after, Daksha organized the largest festival in the history of the heavens, inviting all the gods of the three realms, except Shiva.Shiva didn't know about it at first, but Sati learned about it from her female companion. She felt that her husband's dignity was hurt by her father, so she came to the ceremony alone and questioned her father in front of all the gods.Unexpectedly, instead of showing any sympathy, Dasha humiliated Satie in front of the gods. The proud Satie was so angry that he set himself on fire at the sacrifice. After Shiva learned of his wife's death, he was furious and broke into the ongoing festival.With the wrath of the God of Destruction that can destroy the Three Realms, burn everything he sees and touches, beat the gods to pieces, and cut off Dasha's head with a single sword. Seeing that the heavens were about to be destroyed in Shiva's wrath, Vishnu suddenly appeared in front of the gods in full armor, and raised his sword to stop Shiva.Shiva was so furious that he fought a battle with Vishnu. This battle lasted for a thousand days, and the sun, moon and stars in the sky were dimmed.In the end, Brahma finally came forward to persuade the fight, and this unprecedented ceremony came to a hasty end. But Shiva still didn't wake up from the pain of losing his beloved wife. He snatched Sati's body from the embers and called her name sadly.After that, Shiva hugged Sati's body like crazy, danced wildly around the heaven for three weeks, and then wandered in the world for seven years. Brahma and Vishnu worried that the Three Realms would be affected, so they used their magic power to divide Sati's body into fifty pieces, scattered them all over the world, and the scattered places became holy places. Afterwards, Shiva went back to the Himalayas to practice asceticism, immersed in the endless sorrow and loneliness of losing his beloved—this god who has the power to change the world, but has nothing in this world. Burning with the fire of grief over the loss of a beloved wife. Time passed slowly in the eternal pain of this lonely god. For ten thousand years, Shiva never saw other women again. At this time, a great Asura Taraka appeared in the world and performed amazing austerities.In the end, the gods were moved by his asceticism.Brahma appeared before him and asked him what his wish was.Asura prayed for immortality, and Brahma told him that if there is life, there will be death, and no one can last forever.So, Asura asked to make himself invincible, Brahma still hesitated.Asura said that if he was defeated, he could only lose to a baby less than seven days old.Brahma then agreed. Taraka, who became the king of Asura, became extremely evil. He led the Asura tribe to invade the heaven, robbed treasures and delicacies, and beat all the gods to flee in the three realms.The gods prayed to Brahma for help, and the answer was that only the son of Shiva could defeat King Asura.However, Shiva is still in the endless lonely asceticism. So the gods thought hard about how to let Shiva end his asceticism, get married and have children. At this time, Sati had been reincarnated as Parvanti, the daughter of the Himalayan mountain god.Ten thousand years have passed, and she has been reincarnated again, but she still loves Shiva deeply and longs to remarry this former lover one day. Pavanti went to worship Shiva with his father, and begged to stay by Shiva's side to serve him.Shiva was very indifferent, saying that women are obstacles to practice. Parvanti was very angry and argued with Shiva. She was clever and eloquent, and argued hard. Even so, Shiva was still indifferent to Parvanti's beauty, and just devoted himself to penance. Brahma and Vishnu had no choice but to send Eros to Shiva's residence to assist Pavanti secretly.On a sunny morning with a peaceful spring breeze, Pavanti went to the top of the snow-capped mountain to worship Lord Shiva, holding flowers with dew, as always.Shiva accidentally opened his eyes and looked at Parvanti.Cupid, who had been waiting for a long time, took the opportunity to shoot the feather arrow of love. At this time, Shiva's mood suddenly became a little turbulent, like the sea when the moon rises. He saw the face of the goddess, and her lips as red as sapfruit. The god of love was overjoyed, thinking that he was done, he even danced beside him, but was discovered by Shiva, Shiva immediately understood the trick of God of love, so he was furious, the third eye opened, spouting anger, and sent love God's body burned to ashes.Since then, Eros has become invisible. At this point, all the gods were discouraged and persuaded Pavanti not to have any more love for Shiva, but Pavanti persisted.In order to get the love of Shiva, she began a long ascetic practice.The cruelty of the goddess' asceticism shocked all the gods of the Three Realms.She immersed herself in an ice spring in the Himalayas and practiced penance for three thousand years. One day, a young and handsome Brahmin came to the place where she was practicing penance, praised the beauty of the goddess, and then asked her the reason for her penance.Parvanti replied that it was for Shiva's love. The Brahmin laughed and said, young and beautiful goddess, why do you torture yourself and waste your youth and beauty.Shiva's appearance is terrible. He wears animal skins, rides a bull, has a poisonous snake around his neck, and has a third eye on his forehead, which spews out flames at any time. He wanders around and lives in the cold snow-capped mountains.He can't give you love, why doesn't the goddess end her asceticism and enjoy the sunshine and spring? Pavanti was very angry. She replied that in her heart, the appearance of Lord Shiva is majestic, noble, mighty, and handsome, and no matter whether he wanders around, wears animal skins, wears poisonous snakes around his neck, or lives in isolation, she Still love him. The Brahmin continued to shake his head, counting Shiva's cruelty, viciousness, killing, and moodiness.Parvanti covered his ears and told the Brahman to go away.But at this moment, a miracle happened. After a thunderclap, the Brahman disappeared; Parvanti stared dumbfounded at Shiva who was smiling at her. Shiva smiled and said, "From today onwards, I am the slave you bought with asceticism." Afterwards, Shiva formally proposed to Pavanti, and he and Pavanti held a grand wedding ceremony in the palace of the snow-capped mountains, and all the gods of the heavens came to participate in the celebration.The wedding night of Shiva and Goddess lasted for a whole year.Then, their son Kumara, the god of war, was finally born and finally saved the heaven. ...The picture scrolls are on the top of the stone steps, one by one continuing upwards, telling magical stories one after another.As the picture scroll slowly unfolded in front of my eyes, the tiredness and pain on Xiangsi's body gradually dissipated.Unknowingly, she got up from the ground and climbed up the stone steps step by step, as if she was chasing the past trillions of years ago. Suddenly, a dazzling light came down through the air, and Xiangsi closed her eyes subconsciously. The brilliant sun and the cool wind gather and flow not far away.I don't know when the sky has come to an end.Xiangsi held on to the curtain, letting her eyes get used to it gradually.There are thousands of miles of snow in front of you, open and vast, and a lake surrounded by snow peaks rests quietly among the peaks. The lake is not very big, but the whole body is round and round, as if it was crafted by nature, and it is like nine days in Tanggu, one of which fell into the world by mistake. The shore is covered with snow, and the light and shadow shine. A man with a blue robe reaching the ground stood with his back facing her.And beside him, lay a huge snow lion.The snow lion's face was soaked in blood, while it roared in a low voice, while trembling, it nestled beside him.Kongwu Divine Beast is as docile as a wounded kitten at this moment. Who is this person if he is not Di Jia? Xiangsi couldn't help saying in surprise: "You, why are you here?" Di Jia suddenly turned his head, and just as he turned his face away, the docile snow lion suddenly roared and slapped him on the back of the head with its claws.The force of this blow is enormous, as long as it touches a little bit, it will immediately shatter the muscles and bones. Xiangsi said in surprise, "Be careful!" Di Jia raised his hand casually, and was blocking the snow lion's right paw.As soon as the snow lion touched his arm, he was shocked like an electric shock and howled miserably, but he couldn't take it back no matter what.Dijia frowned slightly, as if he was afraid of hurting the snow lion, lightly flicked his wrist, and the protective qi on his arm seemed to dissipate immediately.And when the snow lion was struggling with all its strength, when it lost its force, its balance suddenly broke, and its huge body pressed towards him like a mountain collapsed. Di Jia did not escape.There was a light "poof", and one of the snow lion's sharp claws had sunk deeply into his shoulder. Acacia exclaimed. Di Jia glanced at her, held the snow lion's wrist, gently lifted it up, and carefully placed it on the ground. The snow lion's wound seemed to be shattered again, blood gushed out, and his whole body trembled. Dijia stopped looking at Acacia, turned around, gently supported the snow lion's cheeks, and carefully examined its wounds.Only then did Xiangsi see that he was holding a very thin knife in one hand, and a few blood-stained white cloths in the other, as if he was treating the snow lion just now. Although Xiangsi hated this person extremely, she couldn't help but soften in her heart at this moment, and said embarrassingly: "I'm sorry, I didn't intend to disturb just now." Di Jia didn't answer, and saw that he held the snow lion's brow tightly with one hand, and the knife in his hand kept wandering in the snow lion's eye sockets, cleaning out all the dead flesh and tendons. The hot blood dripped down, and puffs of light smoke rose on the snow.Acacia just felt terrified for a while, gouging out the remnants of the flesh like this is nothing more than scraping the bones to cure poison in ancient times, the pain is so severe that a hero can't bear it, let alone an animal? Xiangsi was really afraid that the snow lion would go mad again and pounce on Di Jia. However, although the snow lion was in extreme pain, he was screaming and screaming, his whole body was shaking, his front paws were ruthlessly scratching on the snow, only the ice was flying, and there were deep bloodstains on the ground.The surviving one-eyed stared at Di Jia's forehead all the time, his gaze was extremely awe-inspiring. Acacia didn't dare to look any further, she just turned her gaze to one side.After a while, Di Jia put away the knife, wrapped the white cloth around the snow lion's eyes, and waved at it.The snow lion was already exhausted, and he didn't even have the strength to roar.After struggling on the ground several times, he stood up and walked slowly to a cave by the lake. Xiangsi was stunned for a moment, then suddenly remembered something, and said with an angry expression: "How can I get out of here?" Di Jia smiled coldly, and was about to answer, but his gaze stopped behind her. Xiangsi was even angrier: "I'm asking you something..." She suddenly stopped because she felt something strange behind her! It seemed that a faint light was following behind her.This feeling didn't just happen just now, but from the moment she woke up on the altar, she has been following her around.It's just that too many things happened just now, and this feeling was ignored instead. Just as she was about to turn her head back, Di Jia frowned suddenly, and with her palms together, a huge and incomparable force rushed towards her like a mountain roaring and a tsunami!