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Spring had returned to the earth, and all things had come back to life.

The Great Prairie reappeared again. Fresh green grass once again covered the entire Great Prairie. A few rabbits, who had lost weight in the winter, quickly ate the fresh grass.

The herdsmen's Sheeps loved this season the most. Under the protection of a few sheepdogs and even some Tibetan Mastiff, the Sheeps ate delicious food leisurely.

In the blue sky, eagles spread their wings and swooped down from time to time, bringing along prairie rats or prairie rabbits.

A silver Silver Wolf was leading hundreds of Canis Latrans as they ran, herding herdsmen calmly singing and driving away the Sheeps.

It had rained in the morning and all the plants were wet. Very quickly, the Silver Wolf found its target, a dozen or so wild yellow sheep.

Wild Yellow Goats were not few in number on the Great Prairie. It was just that they were all good at hiding and not many people noticed them. A dozen or so wild Yellow Goats were all hiding in a low-lying area, eating grass.

aoo — *

The Silver Wolf gave the order and hundreds of them quickly spread out, encircling the inside and outside a few times. The wild yellow sheep was extremely vigilant, and the moment they heard the wolf's howl, all of them ran towards one direction.

Unfortunately, when they saw the Canis Latrans s everywhere, they panicked. Without order, they all ran away.

The silver sprinted, easily catching up to an old yellow sheep and biting down on its neck.

Very quickly, within the Sheeps, four old sheep fell onto the ground. The other few strong and small yellow sheep didn't have a single Canis Latrans attacking, allowing them to leave.

In the distance, the herdsmen could see everything clearly. They excitedly kowtowed in worship, and then they began to happily sing a song.

More than half a year had passed, and the Jokhang Temple had reached a glorious moment. All the Buddha Treasure had returned, and every three days, there would be six words that echoed throughout the entire area of the Jokhang Temple, causing more and more people to come to worship.

It was the same for the Konuma Temple.

Great Sanskrit Temple were still very low key, they did not welcome believers and worshippers, but there were no changes.

The old Silver Wolf at the Buddha Hall became the Guardian Divine Beast of the Jokhang Temple, an old Silver Wolf that exists just like the Great Sanskrit Temple White Lion.

The miraculous wolf pack also made living Buddha sigh in admiration, directly giving them an area of the grassland under the administration of Jokhang Temple. There was no need to worry about poachers, the surrounding herdsmen would consciously supervise the poachers.

Jokhang Temple, a strange little buddhist hall. Following a long exhale, and after seven months of not moving at all, Bai Xiaobei, who had been sitting in this place all this time, finally woke up.

He hadn't eaten anything in seven months. His body had lost a lot of weight, his hair had grown longer, his eyes were as bright as a baby's, and his skin was glowing with a faint golden light.

As he moved his body, the sound of bones cracking sounded out. As he circulated his Innate Qi, Bai Xiaobei could feel the surrounding spiritual energy, and even the Desire Power s, entering into his body automatically.

"Golden Buddha Robe!" "Eh, why is your hair so long now?"

Only then did Bai Xiaobei realise that not only had his strength increased, even his hair had grown a lot. His vision, hearing and perception had all increased to another level.

"Hey, where's my Big Sun Buddhist Staff? F * ck, why did these Lama take this opportunity to steal it? "What about silver?"

He suddenly thought of his Big Sun Buddhist Staff, and realised that there were no more Big Sun Buddhist Staff nearby. He did not even know where they had gone to.

The living Buddha, who was talking to a Han Chinese guest, suddenly revealed a face of pleasant surprise. He spoke to the Little Lama outside in Tibetan language, "The esteemed guest has woken up, let him in!"

The Han guest looked at the living Buddha in surprise and saw that the living Buddha had an expression of pleasant surprise. He was curious in his heart, why was this living Buddha that did not seem to be surprised by the collapse of the heavens so excited?

"Little Lama, if you stretch out your tongue and say so, where are you living? Stolen my Big Sun Buddhist Staff? Where is my Silver Wolf? You guys didn't stew the meat for us, right? "

"Rinpoche …"

"I am called Bai Xiaobei, not Bai Qie!"

"Zhu Bigu …"

"Why can't you speak Chinese, Little Lama? What are you talking about? Quick, bring out the living Buddha, otherwise I will tear apart your Jokhang Temple! "

Bai Xiaobei was so angry that he did not know what to do. These monks took advantage of the fire to rob him, and even took his own staff.

Before even entering, he could smell a hidden fragrance. Little Lama was unable to communicate with Bai Xiaobei, so he was already sweating profusely.

After arriving here, without daring to look at Bai Xiaobei, he immediately pushed open the door.

"Zhu Bigu, Rinpoche has arrived."

When Little Lama saw the living Buddha, he let out a long sigh. He was anxious to death, and secretly decided that he would learn Chinese properly.

Bai Xiaobei stepped over the Little Lama and walked in with large strides. He discovered that it was a calligraphy piece, filled with Buddhist scriptures, censers, Tang Ka, and an ancient table. The living Buddha was drinking tea with a man wearing a suit and glasses.

"Congratulations to your esteemed guest for comprehending the Buddhist Dharma!"

The living Buddha's eyes lit up. He carefully checked the contents and repeatedly congratulated himself.

"Congratulations on what? Where is my Big Sun Buddhist Staff? Where is my Silver Wolf? Where did he go? Don't tell me I let you guys eat it? "Also, why do the plants outside seem to have changed?"

Bai Xiaobei felt that something was amiss. When he came out, he saw many plants, which were obviously just sprouted and turned green, and when he went in, they were obviously flourishing with leaves and were not too far away from withering.

Feeling a little thirsty, Bai Xiaobei unceremoniously sat down and drank the tea. He discovered that it was not sour tea, but rather delicious tea, and directly poured the tea into his mouth.

The bespectacled man wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Hot..." "It just burned …"

This was boiling water. Even without a hundred degrees, it was at least ninety-eight degrees.

After drinking it, he felt refreshed and said, "That's right, Little Lama, heat another pot."

The Little Lama was at a loss. The living Buddha explained it in Tibetan before realising what was going on.

The living Buddha looked at Bai Xiaobei and said, "Rinpoche is an honorable guest, he is a Tibetan language. In the future, if you want to be a living Buddha with Jokhang Temple, you must learn the Tibetan language."

The man sitting opposite to him gasped for breath and looked at Bai Xiaobei in shock.

"Cut the crap, what do I need to be a monk for?" Where are my things? And the Silver Wolf? Did my friend come to see me? "

Bai Xiaobei felt that something was wrong, because the living Buddha looked a little older than before, although his eyes were still bright as usual.

The Blessed Buddha stretched out his aged hand and slowly placed it on top of his head, causing Bai Xiaobei to want to dodge. However, seeing the appearance of the Blessed Buddha, he hesitated for a moment and did not do so.

"May the Buddha accompany you!"

Bai Xiaobei felt a light Qi entering his brain, causing him to become alert, but it did not have any effect after that.

"What are you doing?" Bai Xiaobei was confused, he did not understand what this old man was doing.

The living Buddha looked at him in surprise and said: "As expected of the Buddha Son that Lord Buddha had set his eyes on. Even blessing was ineffective."

"Blessed by the living Buddha?" Bai Xiaobei had heard of this before. No one who came here did not want to be blessed by the Living Buddha, even if the Living Buddha were to be given a buddhist artifact, it would be smooth sailing for their entire life. However, he was a different type of person and this kind of blessing was completely useless.

Suddenly, he turned his head to look at a strange giant gold incense and said in shock, "You found it? How could you be so fast? "

He recognised it, this was the Old Wolf King's underground buddhist hall. One of the buddhist statues was holding a hidden incense, it was actually here, obviously, it had already been discovered.

The living Buddha looked at Zang Xiang and said, "Do you know how long you've been meditating for?"

Bai Xiaobei's heart turned cold, his hair grew longer, and the plants outside had also changed. He had speculated a bit before, but he just did not believe it.

"How long?" Bai Xiaobei had already secretly prayed for more than a month. Otherwise, the Mom would strangle him to death.

The living Buddha laughed, "Seven months!"

"What?" Bai Xiaobei was dumbstruck, his scalp going numb: "You said that I have stayed here for seven months? And just sit there for seven months? "

How was this possible? Seven months? It felt like seven hours.

"Yeah, seven months!" The living Buddha enviously said, "There are countless living Buddhas in Tibet, over a thousand of them, but very few can be reincarnated, and those who can comprehend buddhism are as rare as phoenix feathers or qilin horns. Over the years, no more than ten living buddhas have been bestowed by the Buddha for comprehending buddhist arts, and only two have survived.

Bai Xiaobei did not understand, and asked curiously: "What does it have to do with me for seven months?"

The living Buddha chuckled and said: "Of these living Buddhas that were bestowed by Buddha, the ones that meditate for the longest period of time are only three months, and they are also one of the two great living Buddhas. As for the rest, most of them have been living for fifteen days to two months, and have yet to awaken even after the day it ended."

"A man who starves to death, if he doesn't eat or drink, of course he'll starve to death!"

Bai Xiaobei understood that these people probably starved to death in this realm, why did these people not give them any nourishment? They might even survive.

The living Buddha shook his head and said, "Living Buddha who have reached such a level have already left the valley. They will not starve to death for a short period of time."

"What does it matter to me? Where is my silver?" You're not locked up, are you? Bring it to me, and my staff? You guys are awesome too, and even stole my personal Buddha Treasure. "

He hadn't returned for seven months, so when Bai Xiaobei thought of the Mom, he immediately thought of the scene where the Mom cut him with a blade.

The living Buddha looked embarrassed: "These Buddha Treasure belong to our Jokhang Temple, you were the one who found them, we are willing to give you some compensation."

"Compensation?" Bai Xiaobei nodded: "Alright, give me several tens of millions of flowers, I do not need these things."

It was just a casual comment, after all, it belonged to someone else. Who knew that the living Buddha would agree without hesitation, "Fine, I'll give you 30 million RMB, but I have a request that I hope you can agree to!"

"No, no, no!" Bai Xiaobei's face darkened, "I'm not a living Buddha, you should continue with your reincarnation. I don't know if it will be you after your reincarnation, but I'm really not interested."

The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment but didn't say anything.

The Blessed Buddha shook his head and said: "Buddha is in my heart, and is Buddha Son wherever she goes. I will not force him, and in half a year, another living Buddha of my Jokhang Temple will be heading to the Great Snow Mountain. At that time, I hope that you can go with him, don't worry, in a few days time, you will just be going to find the Buddha path."

If he didn't become a living Buddha, Bai Xiaobei was relieved. He still wanted to get married and have kids.

Hearing that he was still allowed to come here, he hesitated a little. After thinking for a while, he nodded his head and said, "Alright, contact me when the time comes. I will come in advance."

Seeing that the two of them had reached an agreement, the middle-aged man in a suit asked curiously, "Living Buddha, who is this young man?"

He also realised Bai Xiaobei's position. Although he was a high ranking official, coming here was like watching the country in the country. Although he could speak Chinese, he had always used Tibetan language to express his respect.

Bai Xiaobei looked at the middle-aged man and thought that he was most likely a person who lived like a prince. He looked a little fat, but unintentionally let out a bit of dignity, and was probably an official.

The living Buddha smiled: "This is an esteemed guest of my Jokhang Temple, if he wishes, he is a living Buddha of my Jokhang Temple."

The middle-aged man was bewildered, "I'm not wrong, this person is a Chinese like me, right? Living Buddha, are you sure you're not mistaken? "

"No, he's the Buddha Son!" The living Buddha answered with absolute certainty.

Bai Xiaobei immediately stopped them: "Stop, stop talking about me, I'm just taking my things and leaving!"