Tibet.

In Sakya County in July, there is a cold and cold spring festival in Jiangning, but there are no dumplings.

The whirring coldness spreads along the toes and heels, and I wish I could freeze people's limbs and turn them into trees. The steep Gushan always likes to wear a white hat to hide its green nature.

The water in the river is quite large, and the melted glacier water follows the terrain, or is slow or fast, occasionally circling in a certain pool, leaving only after visiting relatives and friends.

The bumpy jeep is like a crazy bison, and the distance moving up and down is longer than the distance moving horizontally," only makes people move the five internal organs.

The lieutenant colonel who was on the driver's seat grabbed the back of the chair and turned around embarrassedly, "The highways on the plateau are difficult to maintain, and they are repaired every year and broken every year, so they become like this." "It's okay, it's quite comfortable.

"Chen Yi's head was exposed in the cold wind, but he felt very cool. He was covered with divine power at any time, and it was just ordinary to keep cold and heat away.

Chen Ye can't do it anymore." The green military coat shivered, like a little maid who had just been lucky.

The jeep turned a big turn and suddenly turned, showing a free-flying posture. Before the "boom" landed, Chen Ye finally sprayed out all kinds of yellow semi-solids, just like a jet jeep.

Chen Yi laughed, patted his spine, and handed him a bottle of energy to reply potion and said, "Wait."

Level 3 energy recovery potion is rare for low-level mages, and it is used to rinse your mouth naturally and has outstanding natural effects.

Chen Ye used half of it and drank the remaining half. He felt better, so he grabbed the car door and sighed: "I'm really going to work hard, I'm even more tired than going to the ministry."

Chen Yi smiled and gave him another bottle and said, "Without the hard work of going to the ministry, there would be no pain of riding a car now. Planting melons will get melons, "Growing beans will get melons."

"I ran away for half a month in vain for love." Chen Ye narrowed his eyes tiredly.

"I'm thanking you for your statement." Chen Yi laughed and handed him a bottle of energy recovery potion.

The Sakya Main Temple in Sakya County "The large-scale Vajra Festival is held in July every year, which is the most important festival of the Sakya Sect. Although there are not as many people in the country or Tibet, it is not difficult to gather 200,000 to 300,000 believers.

If Chen Ye hadn't received several documents from the State Administration of Religious Affairs and helped to run into the Tibetan area, it would be true that he would not have been to Sakya County today. Even the bumpy jeep that knows the road now was obtained through the relationship between Chen Ye's father, Chen Yi's uncle, Chen Guoliang.

If Chen Yi drove the birds of prey in person, he would suffer a lot.

Another string of curves, after crossing the mountain, the Lieutenant Colonel finally relaxed and said with a smile: "It's almost here. We have now entered the territory of Sakya County. The county town is very lively recently."

"All the big cars built by the military and civilians have gone out?", "500 vehicles have gone out a week ago, and they have been recruiting people from the districts and counties under the countryside all day long. You really dare to borrow them." After pausing, the lieutenant colonel said, "The above named us and praised us, saying that they were typical of supporting the two sides, which was to be too religious. "There were no banners."

Chen Ye gasped and asked curiously: "What is the requirement to be too religious?"

The lieutenant colonel glanced at Chen Yi and said, "Mr. Chen Yi has made a limit on the people who get on the bus. It is probably "those who are willing to kneel down on the Vajra Festival for a day, or those who are willing to burn incense, oil and candles" can only take the bus for free, and others can only take the bus when it is convenient."

"This request..." Chen Ye glanced at Chen Bao, really not understanding why he did this.

Kneeling and burning candles are naturally to make faith more pious.

Chen Yi waved his hand with a smile and bypassed the problem.

Not long after, the jeep was parked in front of the largest post office in Sakya County. The knight's bus was sitting behind him and turned off the engine.

30 fighting knights from the Western Continent ran off the car with their noses covered. The driver was faster and his face was green.

"Why...", "Chen Ye asked halfway" smelled the violent vomiting, and then he continued to vomit.

The last fighting knight walked out of the car swayingly, his steps were all empty. It was so pitiful that he was being slapped by an elephant seven times a night.

"The temple knight is still motion sick!" Chen Yi stopped a knight in disbelief.

The knight who was asked was also very embarrassed and said in a common term: "There are some problems with Yinsenpi. No matter what he sits on...", "Crossing beasts can do it?"

"It's okay to ride the garrison beast slowly, but ride the flying beast will fall down as soon as it takes off." "What about the war?"

"Infantry battle."

The family was unfortunate, and the knight left with his head hooked up.

Chen Yi tsk twice, looking at Yinsenpi who seemed to be dancing with one foot, thinking: If this person really becomes a divine knight, he doesn't know if he will still vomit freely if he chooses "freedom of action".

However, there are such a big flaw," and still selected among the 120 knights, which shows that this knight is outstanding in some aspects and may really stand out.

As a divine knight, Chen Yi knew clearly that divine art is not omnipotent. It mainly highlights a certain aspect of human ability, and any powerful specialty can produce transcendent effects.

Two minutes later, Yinsenpi's back was calmed down, and Chen Ye was still vomiting happily as he smelled the smell.

"Go rinse your mouth." Chen Yi handed over the energy to replies the potion to Yinsenpi.

"Thank you, Lord." The knight said reluctantly and emptied the bottle in one breath. Unlike Chen Ye, he knew that this was a good thing. Although he didn't know him much, he couldn't bear to rinse his mouth.

At this moment, the post office staff also ran out, wearing a rare local suit and windbreaker, covering their nose with their sleeves while asking, "What's wrong?"

The Fengcheng Army officer took the initiative to step forward and smiled, "Sorry," some brothers were not accustomed to the local environment and vomited." "I vomited." He stretched his neck and looked at it, and his throat became uncomfortable: "Oh, forget it, there is water inside, sit back, it's hard to walk on the road. I'm the director of the local post office, just call me Lao An."

"Thank you, we're resting outside and going to the temple."

"Okay." The director didn't insist on inviting someone in." After joking for a few words, he went back.

Chen Ye gasped, feeling the sluggishness under his feet, and he said, "It turns out that the Tibetan area is good, and those who are in the suburban political situation are polite. After the incident, let's borrow some guys to clean up the door."

The lieutenant colonel took a cigarette and said with a sharp edge: "It's time to clean it up, just don't be too obsessed with the folk customs."

"how?"

"They are watching our military vehicles come." Chen Yi interrupted.

"That's the reason." The lieutenant colonel breathed out the smoke ring comfortably and said, "Those who engage in religion do not believe in the Communist Party." They do not believe in our party, hehe... In short, not loving the party means not patriotism." Chen Ye and Chen Yi cannot say what he said.

Chen Ye pretended to be stupid and said, "A Secretary Na Zheng, no matter whether it is patriotic or not, this place is too far off."

"You don't care, but someone cares about it." Chen Yi dragged him and said, "We are now in the main temple, are you staying in the county or going together?"

"You go, get the documents and give me a cigarette." Chen Yeban sat in the jeep and started chatting with the lieutenant colonel.

"Ying Yin Sen Yong stays, everyone else follows me." Chen Yi put on his shoulder bag and greeted him. The 30 fighting knights lined up and moved forward in the attention of everyone.

People from the Western Continent are all strong primates of five large and three thick, and they look two circles wider than those around them, which naturally attracts attention. The knights respond with strange smiles. They are here to gain faith and divine power, and they are naturally sincerely grateful to the believers who provide faith.

At the agreed location outside the temple, a monk in red checked the documents of the Religious Affairs Bureau brought by Chen Yi, proving that he was indeed here to work, and then led the knights to the side door.

After bowing to Chen Yi repeatedly, all 30 people hid in the pagoda forest in the main temple square. They had seen hundreds of thousands of believers outside the temple, as well as devout Tibetans who had been kneeling down in three steps a year. Including tourists and local residents, at least 500,000 people were gathered in Sakya Temple.

This means that more than 5 faiths will be released.

If each person gets a "Seeking the Oath", 5 divine knights will be born out of the 30 fighting knights.

One-sixth ratio has never been heard of in any temple.

However, compared to Yinsen Guan, Yinsen Jin and others' good luck, the treatment of the third batch of knights is much worse. Their lack of chance of winning faith, and whether they can get the highest number of faith can only be achieved through daily accumulation. Just like in the Western Continent.

Chen Yi just gave them a less equal platform, allowing them to get better opportunities than the outstanding ones to become the magic knight.

The “buzz” congratulations began.

Because of the documents of the State Administration of Religious Affairs, Chen Yi was arranged on the subjective ceremonial stage as a VIP. He was in front, behind, behind, on the left and right, including officials from the local government and the central government of the Tibetan area, scholars and businessmen from home and abroad. Almost everyone had one or two "introduction letters" that could be taken out. However, "the audience of the age of Chen Yi did not have them. Some people looked at them curiously in boredom, but more people were indifferent to checking materials or talking to each other.

Chen Yi was very precious, so he had prepared information about the Tibetan area long ago, waiting for the ceremony while watching.

"Did you come from the Southeast? What business do?" The uncle sitting next to Chen Yi suddenly spoke.

Chen Yi closed the folder and smiled and said, "How do you know I'm doing business?"

"Being an official should follow the steps. You can't get on the rostrum at your age."

"You are an official."
Chapter completed!