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Dawn broke the next day. There was no wind, and hardly any clouds. The weather was surprisingly good considering that they were on the Great Snowy Mountains.
As they approached the Chomolungma, the monk stopped suddenly.
"Benefactor, I thank you for bringing me this far."
The usually chatty Lama Monk fell silent. They stood near a diagonally protruding rock. There were a few corpses around them.
"This is…"
Perhaps because they were near the summit, the corpses were completely frozen, without the slightest signs of decay.
Zhou Xuchuan could tell even through the snow, all the bodies had bald heads and wore familiar attire. Although the robes were white instead of red, they were unmistakably Buddhist robes.
"The Lama Buddhists have a Mercy Meditation Method called the Tonglen. To translate, it is the exchange of words."
The Lama monk sat down on the rock's edge. Although it looked precarious, he did not fall.
"It is the opposite of breathing methods of the Central Plains, where you take in the good energy by inhaling and let out the bad energy by exhaling."
The Lama monk widened...
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