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This result made Bai Xiaobei a little embarrassed. He wanted to think of a way to pay for the medical fees, but he had nothing on him right now, so how could he possibly pay for the medical fees?

The Iron Staff Lama looked at the Coiling Dragon Buddhist Staff with a serious face, and carefully sized up Bai Xiaobei. When she clearly saw what was on Bai Xiaobei's body, she could not help but exclaim: "Lord Buddha, this is a Buddhist bone relics? Buddha ah, this is the Buddha's Bone sariras that my Jokhang Temple gave to Old Kumbo a few hundred years ago? This is the buddhist bone relics of the old living buddhas! "

Seeing the multicolored bracelet in Bai Xiaobei's hand, the Iron Staff Lama started to immediately start bowing. Her face was full of sincerity and excitement, and her entire body was trembling.

"Buddhist bone relics?"

Bai Xiaobei never thought that the bracelet on the corpse had such a great origin. No wonder there was such a dense Buddha Power inside, so this was the Buddhist Sangha.

"Good stuff!" She, the Mom, believed in buddhas, so he would definitely be happy if he gave this thing to her. Furthermore, if she brought this thing along, forget about getting sick, living longer would not be a problem, even if she were to.

"When Lord Buddha went up again, was that a true saying? This is also the treasure that came from my Jokhang Temple a few hundred years ago. Buddha will ascend once more, Buddha will ascend once again! "

Looking at the horns on his body, Bai Xiaobei finally understood that the place where the Old Wolf King and the others were living, was probably a place with collapsed Jokhang Temple in the past. However, no one knew why, and no one knew where they were located either.

Then, were the Prayer Wheel s, Tang Ka, the sword, the censer, and so on the treasures that they had lost? What about those hundred years old books?

Bai Xiaobei was suddenly enlightened in his heart, he had actually discovered a heavenly great treasure.

"Esteemed customer, can you let me take a look at these things?"

His status was high, and he knew some of the secrets of the Jokhang Temple. These lost treasures, if they were to return to the Jokhang Temple, would definitely cause a huge commotion, and their current fame would definitely soar like the sun in the sky. At that time, more and more believers would come to pay their respects.

"Nope!"

What a joke! This Lama's eyes were so green that they were sparkling with tears. If he were in his shoes, he would forcefully snatch them away. He didn't want to idly cause trouble.

The lama was very excited and asked after thinking for a while, "My most expensive guest, would it be possible to blow the horn?"

A horn? Bai Xiaobei was startled, he did not understand why the Lama would make such a request. He took off the horn on his waist and checked, but he could not find anything special.

If not for the fact that there was a Buddha Power inside, he would probably have been treated as a handicraft. Because the craftsmanship was very beautiful and the craftsmanship was superb.

"Right, blow the horn!"

The Iron Staff Lama was scratching her head anxiously.

Bai Xiaobei was a little embarrassed. After all, after the other party came, not only did he solve the trouble for himself, he also took back the Tibetan Mastiff. He nodded and said: "Okay, wait a moment."

Gripping the horn in his hand, it was slightly larger than normal, so holding it didn't work. Bai Xiaobei wiped it a few times, this thing had already been motionless for hundreds of years, who knew if it was dirty on top.

Seeing that, the Iron Staff Lama's face was filled with pain, as if she was about to snatch it away, causing Bai Xiaobei to feel too embarrassed to continue looking down on him. She took a deep breath and placed it in her mouth.

"Du ~ ~"

A melodious sound rang out quickly and penetrated everyone's senses. In a short moment, even those from thousands of meters away were able to hear it, and it became clearer and clearer.

"What's going on?" The more Bai Xiaobei blew, the more he felt waves of true energy churning around his body, making him feel extremely comfortable. Unknowingly, three golden lotuses had condensed above his head.

The melodious sound of a bugle horn covered an unknown distance. Inside the Jokhang Temple, an old man who had his eyes closed for several days and had yet to speak slowly opened his eyes. At the same time, Great Sanskrit Temple, the meditating master who was currently cultivating also bewilderedly opened his eyes.

The more he blew, the more Bai Xiaobei could faintly feel his own strength slowly rising. The Buddha Power that was hard to absorb all this time was actually gathering towards his body.

Unknowingly, he used True Qi and the horn sound immediately changed. It was like the cry of a buddha, Bai Xiaobei had already entered into a state where he completely forgot himself, the horn sound was long and on the horn, six mysterious ancient runes appeared.

When the Iron Staff Lama saw the three flowers on Bai Xiaobei's head, she started to salute continuously. When she saw the six mysterious ancient runes appear, she said with a fervent expression, "Buddha, these are the six words spoken! The legends are actually true. Buddha will go up again! "

The entire Lhasa was in an uproar. Walking monks, believers, herdsmen, Tibetan, lama … Gradually, everyone began to pay their respects to the Jokhang Temple.

A strange Buddhist chanting sound resounded in the sky, and within the Jokhang Temple, an ancient Prayer Wheel began to turn. The Prayer Wheel was very ancient, its entire body was made of brass, and there were signs of decay on it.

On the Prayer Wheel, mysterious runes constantly appeared one after another. Gradually, a huge Buddhist chant resounded, as if forming a connection with the horn.

Bai Xiaobei felt like he was up, and what he saw was the sky getting higher and higher, and then he saw Jokhang Temple, and Jokhang Temple's Prayer Wheel also attracted him, allowing him to slowly fly down.

An aged old man suddenly appeared by the Prayer Wheel's side, as if he had seen Bai Xiaobei, he faintly smiled, then saluted: "Welcome, esteemed guest!"

Bai Xiaobei panicked a little, only then did he realize that he did not have a body, and jumped in fright, his entire body became dizzy and his head swelled up in a moment, when he opened his eyes again, he immediately coughed out a few times.

Whether it was the Tibetan, the believers, the herdsmen, or even the Iron Staff Lama, they were all kneeling on the ground and bowing incessantly.

"Lord Buddha truly exists?"

Bai Xiaobei knew what just happened, but he didn't have time to think about it. He felt that his own strength had once again ascended to another level, and he wasn't even sure what level it had reached.

At the moment, his heart was also serene, but what interested him was the old man with a serene face under the Prayer Wheel.

Inside the Jokhang Temple, many monk officials of various sizes went to the bottom of the Prayer Wheel and kowtowed continuously. Under the Prayer Wheel, the old man smiled and said to a Lama: "A guest is outside to receive you."

"Live Buddha, please wait!" A monk bowed immediately and left with a pious expression.

The old man was actually a living Buddha from the Jokhang Temple. He looked just like an old man, with nothing special about him at all.

If he had appeared on the main street, most likely no one would have recognized this was the living Buddha of Jokhang Temple.

"Golden Prayer Wheel, Green Jade Buddha Horn. As expected, once it gets stronger, the curse will automatically trigger. It's amazing, to be able to see such a scene in my life."

The living Buddha's slightly rough hands gently caressed the Prayer Wheel. The giant Prayer Wheel was caressed by his hands, and some parts that had already decayed fell to the ground like rain, slowly revealing a brand-new golden body.

All the monks and monks in the temple became even more fanatical and devout.

"Live Buddha, Great Buddha of the Konuma Temple is here to pay respects to Buddha!"

A Little Lama ran over in a hurry. Konuma Temple and Jokhang Temple had never interacted each other before, who would have known that the Great Buddha of Konuma Temple would actually come.

Very quickly, another Little Lama ran in, with a face full of shock: "Living Buddha, Zen Master from Great Sanskrit Temple and his Guardian Divine Beast have come to pay their respects to Buddha!"

It was fine if it was Konuma Temple as they had some sort of relationship after all, but Great Sanskrit Temple was a strange existence that even Jokhang Temple would not be willing to provoke.

It was secondary whether or not Zen Masters of the Great Sanskrit Temple were strong or not. The most important thing was their background, the Great Sanskrit Temple had been built much earlier than the Jokhang Temple, but at that time, they were built behind a hidden desert, and very few people knew about it.

Gradually, he moved here.

The Blessed Buddha sat down cross-legged under the Golden Prayer Wheel and raised his hand. "Please!"

The two Little Lama s immediately ran out. Very quickly, a Lama with a big belly like a Maitreya walked in with a benevolent expression, followed by two Little Lama s.

The Great Buddha of Konuma Temple, even so, no one dared to underestimate him.

At the same time, the monk came. Walking with his hands behind his back and holding the buddhist beads in his hands, the White Lion behind him followed him with light steps.

After the two of them arrived, they did not say a word, but looked around the Prayer Wheel, and even touched it with their hands, not saying a word.

"There's no need to think about it anymore, the Buddha's recovery, Golden Prayer Wheel, Green Jade Buddha Horn, the legend is not fake."

The living Buddha knew what the two were thinking about, so she explained with a smile. She waved her hand to allow a Little Lama, who was about to sweep the floor with rust, to leave, gently stroking the Prayer Wheel.

Zen Master observed for a while, then nodded and said: "All this while, I always thought that it was just a legend. I never thought that your Jokhang Temple still had two pretty good Buddha Treasure."

The Great Living Buddha of the Konuma Temple did not say a word, and the speed at which he was chanting the beads in his hands increased by quite a bit.

"Where is the Green Jade Buddha Horn?" The one that had just resounded throughout the Buddhist Pure Land should be the Green Jade Buddha Horn, right? How about you take it out and have a look? "

After looking for a long time and seeing the living Buddha not saying a word, the monk reminded with a smile. He was very curious about the Great Buddha Temple, and it was magical that it could transmit Buddhist music throughout Lhasa.

The living Buddha smiled, looked towards the sky, and said, "Buddha has shown favor, and has not forgotten about us Buddha Son. Wait a moment, very soon, you will see the Green Jade Buddha Horn."

However, he did not know that this time it was not only the Green Jade Buddha Horn, but also the Coiling Dragon Buddhist Staff and Buddhist bone relics.

The Coiling Dragon Buddhist Staff was a representative of the first generation of iron staff monks. They were kind and cruel. Although they were lost hundreds of years ago, they had secretly copied one.

After all, if this kind of Buddha Treasure was lost, it would have a very serious impact on one's Jokhang Temple.