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For the Little Lama to actually know the Internal Martial Boxing, Bai Xiaobei was not too surprised. After all, the reputation of the Internal Martial Boxing was very high.

"That's right, I am indeed a cultivator of the Internal Martial Boxing."

With regards to this, he was also disdainful of hiding it, but he was curious as to what this trumpet was up to.

Hearing Bai Xiaobei admitting it, Little Lama's bright eyes flashed with a look of surprise. Placing his hand on his chest, he lowered his head and said, "Esteemed guest, I apologize for offending you!"

Little Lama's attitude made Bai Xiaobei curious, and he replied politely, "Master, why are you being so courteous?"

You have to understand that although this is a Little Lama, a Lama has a very high status in the Tibetan race. "In the early days, the Lama was a revered teacher, and not any monk could be worthy of such a title.

However, until now, they had gradually become like monks. Originally, they referred to the highly respected and respected monks, but now, they were all called monks.

Little Lama bowed respectfully: "Because our Zen Master is similar to you all, our successive generations of Zen Masters are all like this, so we are extremely respectful towards the Internal Martial Boxing."

"Your Zen Master is Internal Martial Boxing Expert?"

It had to be known that the Zen Master was a host of a temple, which was equivalent to the name of Master Fang. Could it be that the Zen Masters here were similar to the Shaolin Temple?

As if he understood what Bai Xiaobei was thinking, the Little Lama shook his head and said: "Our Zen Master is the Buddha Cultivator."

"Buddha Cultivator …" Bai Xiaobei could not help but retort, all monks seem to be Buddha Cultivator s, right?

It was obvious that the small trumpet had a very high position here, all passersby, whether they were Tibetan or tourists, would greet him. Tibetan was fine, the tourists had some strange greetings that even the small speaker did not know how to return.

"Esteemed customer, it is not convenient to talk here. If you are willing, you can take this buddhist bead and head to the Great Sanskrit Temple. Zen Master will be very happy to see you."

Seeing that there were more and more people around, Little Lama expressionlessly packed his luggage. However, when he saw that there were quite a few tourists taking photos, he slightly frowned and wanted to leave.

"Sure, thank you, Master."

He did not expect that Little Lama would be so polite to him, and even gave him a string of buddhist beads. The dark red and black buddhist beads were smooth in his hands and had a faint fragrance.

Little Lama bowed once again, and left with large strides.

The nearby owner of the monk was full of envy. He wanted to open his mouth several times to buy it, but after hesitating for a while, he gave up in the end.

Soon, he also felt that within the buddhist beads, there was a weak energy similar to the inner part of the buddhist staff. He tried to absorb it, but soon he was disappointed. It was just like the buddhist staff, unable to absorb it.

"Brother Bai, what are you holding?"

Lee Momo was in the midst of her morning practice, and when she saw Bai Xiaobei carrying the Buddha bead and a strange object, she curiously ran over.

"Oh, Momo, come look at the treasure I just bought."

Seeing that Lee Momo had arrived, Bai Xiaobei passed the staff in his hand to Lee Momo.

Lee Momo reached out to take it, and her hand instantly sank. This strange thing was actually as heavy as a piece of metal.

With just a glance, Lee Momo lost all interest. In her opinion, this was just a strange piece of metal, although it was jade colored, she laughed and said, "Brother Bai, what is this? Why are you buying it?"

"This is good stuff, Little Lama wanted to buy it just now, but I rejected him. Right, how about this buddhist bead? Just now, master Little Lama gave it to me. "

Seeing that Lee Momo was not interested, her gaze turned to the buddhist beads in her hands, smiling as she handed the buddhist beads over and received the buddhist staff.

"Wow!" Lee Momo said in pleasant surprise: "Good stuff, this is a Agarwood Buddha Bead, it's very precious, and it's one hundred and eight of them. I came here this time to buy these things."

Looking at the he loved so much that he couldn't let go, Bai Xiaobei curiously asked: "Is this very expensive?"

"Expensive?" Lee Momo shook her head: "Although this item is easy to buy and its price isn't high, it is still made by merchants."

Very quickly, she reacted, and looked at Bai Xiaobei strangely: "Brother Bai, why did Master give you Buddha beads? You know, they can't buy Buddha beads with money. "

Waving the buddhist staff in his hand, Bai Xiaobei laughed: "This, because he wants to buy this, we just got to know each other, but I didn't sell it."

"Huh?" Lee Momo never thought that she would see an iron lump so she hurriedly reached out to take it back. After inspecting it, she could not help but frown: "Brother Bai, what is this?"

Obviously, if it was thrown onto the road, it would probably be picked up by a cleaner or a scavenger.

"It should be a staff. It should be something good."

If not for his ring, he wouldn't have bought these things even if he had wandered around for a hundred years.

"The broken handle of the staff!"

Before Lee Momo could realize it, the monk owner beside him reacted, and his face was filled with pain, he had actually threw out a treasure!

No wonder even the master wanted to look. Pity himself was a Buddha in his heart, he actually didn't realize that this was the handle of a buddhist staff.

"Little brother, I'll give you 20,000 yuan. You can sell it to me!"

Some of the visitors who were attracted to the Little Lama before did not leave, but now that they heard that it was actually the handle of the staff, they immediately became extremely envious.

The one bidding was a middle-aged tourist wearing a buddhist bracelet that looked like a buddha. He was probably having a good life and looked to be in high spirits.

"I'm not selling!"

Lee Momo immediately rejected it, then looked at Bai Xiaobei with a pitiful expression: "Brother Bai, you can't sell this, it's a treasure, if you want to sell it, you have to sell it to me too."

This Little Girl had always been a oneesan, but now she looked like a different person. She laughed: "I gave this to Momo, what money are you talking about?"

Immediately, Lee Momo beamed.

The middle-aged tourist was disappointed, and was quickly attracted by the buddhist pearl in Lee Momo's hand. He walked over and looked at it for a bit, and then suddenly remembered that it was left behind by the High Lama from a moment ago. He excitedly said: "I'm not selling buddhist staffs, but selling these buddhist beads is fine right? How about twenty thousand? "

20,000 yuan for a string of Agarwood Buddha Beads was a very high price, but it was also divided into the price of a merchant's item or something the master brought. The price was very different.

The one hundred and eight buddhist beads were the most common number, this string of buddhist beads were all very small, and below them was a piece of topaz. This type of buddhist bead was carried in one's hand, to express a request for confirmation, to remove all one hundred and eight troubles, constantly reminding oneself to learn the mercy of buddha, allowing one's body and mind to reach a silent state.

The buddhist beads were usually carried in the left hand, because the left hand on the Buddhist side seemed to be a good hand.

When he heard that he wanted to buy Buddha beads, Bai Xiaobei's reaction was even faster than Lee Momo's. He immediately rejected it: "Sorry, Sir, this is a keepsake from Master that I have wanted to give to me. I still have to take it to the Great Sanskrit Temple."

Forget about 20,000, even if it was 200,000, he wouldn't be able to sell it. The Little Lama gave it to him, and he would sell it as an insult to the Little Lama. Moreover, he wasn't lacking in money, so 20,000 was nothing to him.

Hearing that Bai Xiaobei was not selling, Lee Momo became happy, the middle-aged tourist was disappointed, sighed, and turned to leave.

"Great Sanskrit Temple? Brother Bai, are you talking about Great Sanskrit Temple? "

Lee Momo who was playing with the buddha beads finally reacted. She originally wanted to head towards the Jokhang Temple, but she was more interested in it because the Great Sanskrit Temple was very difficult to enter and it was not something that could be entered by ticket.

Seeing that she was a little tired from holding the staff, Bai Xiaobei reached out to receive it: "Hey, Momo, have you heard of Great Sanskrit Temple before?"

Bai Xiaobei had seen this name a lot on the map, but he had never seen this so-called Great Sanskrit Temple before, nor had he heard of it. If not for the fact that Little Lama was not a liar, he would probably think that it was due to the other names on the Jokhang Temple.

"The Great Sanskrit Temple is a magical Pure Land for Buddha. Sigh, I have visited it many times, but have never entered it once. I heard that hearing the Buddhist chanting inside can clear away some of my worries and deepen my comprehension of the buddhist arts."

He knew more than the middle-aged tourist. If he spent money to buy this bead and just relied on this to get in, he would probably be chased out. If he were to sell the buddhist items given by his master, it would be an insult to the buddhist temple.

Ye Zichen was completely confused by the monk owner. Was this guy a fake or a real monk? If not for his face that was completely red and had a unique Tibetan look, Bai Xiaobei would even suspect that he was a liar.

"Are you really an ascetic?"

Seeing this, how could Bai Xiaobei not believe it? How could an ascetic be as treacherous as a merchant? He also knew how to slaughter a guest. How could this be done by an ascetic monk?

Bai Xiaobei felt embarrassed looking at it, he knew that his actions were shameful. His face became even more red, and he defended himself: "I am an ascetic monk, an ascetic monk is also a human, moreover I still have a family to support!"

"Alright, alright, you're an ascetic."

Looking at the red-faced boss, Bai Xiaobei felt too embarrassed to continue talking about him, he had just returned the money back to him. He wanted to give the staff to Master, adding to the look in the Little Lama's eyes just now, this fellow might really be an unorthodox monk.

"Brother Bai, can we go to Great Sanskrit Temple? I want to hear the Buddhist chanting! "

When Lee Momo found out that this Buddha bead was actually a keepsake for ten million Great Sanskrit Temple, she was so happy that she wanted to jump. She had wanted to experience it for a long time.

Looking at the sunrise, Bai Xiaobei nodded and said, "Alright, let's go in the afternoon."

"In the afternoon?" The ascetic monk owner said with disdain, "If you go now, you can still listen to the divine music of the Great Brahma. Where are you going in the afternoon?"