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If it hadn't happened to him, he would never have believed that a bugle horn that looked slightly ancient would actually contain such a powerful force. Just now, he felt as if he was stuck in a vast ocean, incomparably tiny.

Bai Xiaobei also received great benefits. It was rare for one to reach this level of comprehension while he was in the unity-stage. However, it had occurred in his body, allowing his strength to increase by leaps and bounds in a short period of time.

The Iron Staff Lama's face was filled with excitement as she muttered the six words of the mantra with a pious expression.

Two lamas who were dressed a little strangely came over, the surrounding Tibetan all respectfully saluted when they saw them, even the Iron Staff Lama also saluted.

The leading monk was somewhat old with a haggard face, and his voice was a little hoarse as he said, "Esteemed guest, living Buddha has invited guests to the Jokhang Temple as guests."

The Lama who was standing behind him also bowed, and looked towards the horn in Bai Xiaobei's hand, with an extremely joyous expression on his face.

The Iron Staff Lama walked over and used Tibetan language to communicate with it. The two Lama looked at the buddhist staff in Bai Xiaobei's hands and the Buddhist bone relics in it, their faces turning red.

The two of them immediately knelt down to pay their respects. Although Bai Xiaobei knew that the one that the two of them were kowtowing to was not him, he still felt that it was warped and asked, "Um, why are you kneeling to me?"

"Esteemed customer, please come to our Jokhang Temple as a guest!"

The other Lama was also using the crappy Chinese language to invite himself over, but he was staring at the things on Bai Xiaobei's body, unable to move his eyes away.

Just a moment ago, he had unintentionally entered the unity-stage. Bai Xiaobei saw Jokhang Temple, and also saw an old man below the Prayer Wheel.

There were two living Buddha from the Jokhang Temple, both were reincarnated living Buddha, and their positions were terrifyingly high. Otherwise, the Jokhang Temple wouldn't have this kind of unique and respected status.

Ouyang Lan carried the Tibetan Mastiff and walked over. The little Tibetan Mastiff was very fierce and continuously struggled, wanting to bite. However, because it was still young, it could not hurt him.

"Big Brother Bai, take me with you. If I can obtain the blessings of a living Buddha, I will have a smooth sailing life in the future!"

There were many places in the Jokhang Temple that even normal people could enter if they spent a bit of money. However, there were many places that were not open, and even if they had money, they would still not be able to enter.

When he was young, he was still fine, but there was always luck, but since he was old, even the Little Lama in the temple, he had not seen him many times a year.

Right now, on the market, a living Buddha that had been enlightened would cost hundreds of thousands or even millions of dollars, and there was even the possibility of it being fake.

Bai Xiaobei was also a little curious about that mysterious old man. When he clearly saw him, he was like an old man who was about to be buried in earth, but he actually felt a strange feeling of vastness and infinity from the old man.

One was just an Iron Staff Lama, the other two looked like they had higher positions, so they requested for Bai Xiaobei to go again, if not for him, even if they had to force him to go, they would definitely bring him along.

Buddha Treasure s whose Jokhang Temple had been lost for hundreds of years had all appeared on his body. This was a great opportunity for the Jokhang Temple that had begun to show signs of declining, to spread the buddhist arts and strengthen their followers.

A few hundred years ago, the Green Jade Buddha Horn and the Golden Prayer Wheel of the Jokhang Temple would be sounded by living Buddha at regular intervals, and all the followers that came to pay their respects would benefit greatly.

"Fine, that's fine too!" Bai Xiaobei said to Ouyang Lan: "Go and bring the carriage over. If the Silver Wolf was waiting for it to get anxious, who knows if it would go crazy."

Silver Wolf, after all, had just been tamed and were absolutely docile beside him. However, if they didn't see him for a long period of time, it was impossible for them to stay in the carriage for long periods of time.

"Alright!" Without saying a word, Ouyang Lan turned his head and said a few words to Old Han.

Three special forces carried the Tibetan Mastiff that they got from buying 1 to 3 and quickly ran towards the street where the car was parked.

The six words of mantra from before resounded through the entire area, causing all the believers to go crazy. Even some tourists who saw this scene had a new understanding of Buddhist magic.

After all, this scene was too mystical. The Buddhist chanting never stopped. Even after it had stopped, the minds of many people still echoed with the Buddhist chanting.

Tibetan Buddhism and Central Plains Buddhism were different, it was the middle of the eighth century, directly from the imprint to the collection, in the second half of the tenth century, Tibetan Buddhism was formalized, in the following hundred years, also formed many different types of Buddhism, and most people believed in the Buddhist sect.

In history, Tibetan Buddhism has always had some power and a system of political and religious integration. Although this system was abolished in 1959 when the West Tibetan Reformation was reformed, the West Tibetan religion was almost entirely religious, which also gave this land a mysterious religious color.

"Everyone, please carry your guns on your backs. There won't be any danger here, please rest assured!"

The old Lama brought them to Jokhang Temple, and seeing that the six soldiers were still fully armed, he advised them to not hand over these things.

This was still okay, but with Ouyang Lan's signal, they all kept it.

Bai Xiaobei was interested in the picture of the camel lying on the Jokhang Temple wall. The silver coins beside him were circling around him due to being bored in the car, if there was a Lama or a tourist staring at it, it would let out a low roar without hesitation, as if it was going to throw itself at him to scare him.

However, these portraits clearly did not have a long history, only a few weak Buddha Power.

"What a mysterious religion!"

Bai Xiaobei saw a Little Lama whose body contained a considerable power. Even though he was holding onto an incense burner, his steps were still as fast as if he was flying.

As soon as he entered the Jokhang Temple, although he didn't have a Desire Power like the miraculous surging of Great Sanskrit Temple, he was still not too far away. The moment he stepped into the Jokhang Temple, Bai Xiaobei had an illusion, and the other two people knew that he had stepped into the Jokhang Temple.

"Esteemed guest, welcome to the Reincarnation Pool!"

A deep yet loud voice resounded in his ears. What made his scalp tingle was that no one else seemed to have heard him.

What was this? Thousand Li Sound Transmission Technique? Could this f * cking be divided into different levels according to the cultivation level of the Internal Martial Boxing Expert?

When the Silver Wolf arrived, it exposed a very comfortable feeling.

After all, he was born in an ancient Jokhang Temple, so he felt very close to this place.

Very quickly, Bai Xiaobei arrived at a huge buddhist hall. He suddenly realized that this was the place he had felt when he had entered the 'one with the world' earlier.

Stepping into the Buddhist Academy, what entered his eyes was a huge Buddha Carving. Around the Buddha Carving, there was blue water and lotus leaves on top of it.

"Reincarnation Pool? "Eh, it's a hot spring!"

Only when Bai Xiaobei walked closer, did he see that there was a trace of heat in this so-called Samsara Pool. It was no wonder why it could still blossom when below zero.

Very quickly, he saw the dazzling Golden Prayer Wheel s, which could move around ten or so people. At the same time, three figures were sitting cross-legged below the Prayer Wheel. When a gigantic White Lion saw him, it slowly stood up.

"Fuck, Zen Master, why are you here too?"

When Bai Xiaobei saw the huge White Lion running towards him, he thought he had seen wrongly. After seeing the smiling young Zen Master sitting at the side, he had the urge to turn around and leave.

Didn't this fellow mention to him that Jokhang Temple and Great Sanskrit Temple did not interact? How did this group of people get together in the blink of an eye?

He couldn't be here to find me and bring me back to be a Zen Master, right?

At this moment, Zen Master also looked at him in shock and said: "You really do have fate with Buddha ah, the Jokhang Temple's Green Jade Buddha Horn is actually on you?"

Seeing Bai Xiaobei's strange face, the Zen Master laughed and said: "Don't think too much, I'm not bringing you back to be my Zen Master. I just happened to hear that the clan's Buddha Treasure s had been revived.

"Buddhist bone relics, oh, is this Jokhang Temple's Coiling Dragon Buddhist Staff? Why is it in your hands? "

Zen Master was originally only surprised, but after seeing the Coiling Dragon Buddhist Staff in Bai Xiaobei's hands and the Buddhist bone relics in his hands, even he could no longer remain calm.

"What?"

The voice of the Great Buddha of Konuma Temple changed a little. Hundreds of years ago, many Buddha Treasure were lost, allowing the Konuma Temple to take the opportunity to rise in power.

When an extremely ancient reincarnated living Buddha died in meditation, there were eighteen multi-colored sariras left behind. After being polished and made, they became Buddha Treasure s with Jokhang Temple.

The Buddha stood up and came to Bai Xiaobei's side. He did not pay any attention to the Buddha Bone Sentinel, nor to the Coiling Dragon Buddhist Staff, nor to the Green Jade Buddha Horn. Instead, he looked at Bai Xiaobei with satisfaction and said: "You and I are fated to be together, are you willing to stay in Jokhang Temple? Three years from now, you will take over the living Buddha Jokhang Temple! "

"Huh?"

"Living Buddha, you can't!"

"You can't ah, living Buddha, you can't!"

Bai Xiaobei was at a loss, while the Iron Staff Lama and the old Lama started to cry out in fear. A few years after the death of the living Buddha of Jokhang Temple, there would always be a spirit child who had reincarnated.

Of course, according to the words of the living Buddha, it was obvious that he did not plan to reincarnate. He planned to burn his body to become a buddha, or else he would not choose others to be the living buddha.

"Sigh, I'm not a monk. My family's three generations of sole disciples are still waiting for me to pass on my legacy. If you have no other matters, then I'll be leaving first!"

While holding onto the White Lion's mouth to prevent it from biting his pants, it pulled at the silver coin. The silver coin seemed to want to go up and take a bite out of the White Lion.

When he heard that Jokhang Temple wanted him to be a monk, even he wanted to cry. He swore that he would never come again, and even if he did come, he wouldn't come here.

The living Buddha seemed to have guessed it. Smiling, he nodded and said, "If there is a Buddha in the heart, it can also create a great Buddha body."

Regarding the act of robbing a living Buddha, Zen Master was not the least bit dissatisfied. She pondered for a moment and guessed: "I reckon that a few hundred years ago, you found the ruins of a buddhist temple outside the Jokhang Temple? If the records are correct, then the eighteen Divine Buddhas and eighteen Buddha Treasure from the Great Buddha Temple have disappeared together. "

The big belly of the Great Buddha with Konuma Temple couldn't help but tremble as he said: "It should be like this. Back then, when the Jokhang Temple avoided disaster, the constructed sanctuary buddhist hall mysteriously disappeared and the Buddha Treasure also disappeared at the same time. The ones who knew of this news were only our original Konuma Temple, Great Sanskrit Temple, and Great Buddha Temple's living buddhist master.

Then, he turned to Bai Xiaobei and asked: "Esteemed customer, may I ask if the other items have also landed in your hands?"

The Blessed Buddha frowned: "This is a matter of our Jokhang Temple, there's no need for you to worry."

"There's the Little Chan True Words Golden Scripture inside. That's something from our Great Sanskrit Temple. How is it only a matter of your Jokhang Temple?"

The Zen Master retorted. She was clearly dissatisfied with this argument.

The Great Buddha with Konuma Temple also nodded his head: "The Buddha's golden card from our Konuma Temple was originally sent away together with a few books from the Great Buddha Temple. Although the Great Buddha Temple has already dispersed, the things inside shouldn't belong to your Jokhang Temple right?"