From what he said, I knew that his body of knowledge was vast, far beyond my reach.

It can be said that everything from astronomy to geography is all-encompassing, as if he is a living encyclopedia, such a person I admire.

In fact, for a long time, I have admired only three kinds of people: one is the cultural elite, the other is the business elite, and the other is the officialdom elite.

And I always think that it is very difficult to do the first one.

If you compare him with Brother Pig, the two of them are completely different.

Brother Pig is a person who is very good at life and business, and he is a person with high cultural attainments.

The two can be said to take different routes, but the self-confidence on their bodies is similar.

When the car arrived at the station and got off the bus, I couldn't help but look up at this sacred place.

Once again, my heart was deeply shaken.

Looking at the palace-like building in the distance, I felt a sense of admiration in my heart.

This kind of experience is completely unprecedented, even before, I have climbed Mount Tai, facing that kind of small world, I have not been in such a mood.

I think this is the dignity of the Potala Palace, yes, dignity.

With the good foreshadowing in the car, I no longer refuse to walk with this handsome monk.

I said that I am a very pragmatic person, and being with him can let me know a lot about the history of the Potala Palace, and also exempt me from asking for directions, so it can be said that he is a free guide for me to enter Tibet.

It's better to have someone to talk to along the way, someone to bring joy to you, than to be alone.

What's more, he once said that Qian Annie and I will definitely meet here, so with him by his side, wouldn't there be more chances of meeting, and there would be fewer twists and turns missed.

I thought I was going to take a car to the Potala Palace, but he smiled and asked me to walk, saying that since I was coming to the pilgrimage together, I had to show a little sincerity.

If you don't even want to walk, then how can you talk about pilgrimage?

Although I really wanted to find Qian Annie, this place was different from other cities after all, and I was not only unfamiliar with the place, but also a little worried that there would be an accident.

I know that this place is allowed to carry controlled knives, and the people here are quite strong, and I haven't found Qian Annie yet, in case something happens, it won't be easy to solve.

My favorite vixen, Annie, your Hunter King is timid and afraid, can you understand him?

Understand that he treasured all his courage just to find you.

After walking with him for a while, he entered the real place of pilgrimage, and he began to kneel in three steps and bow down in nine steps.

I was shocked to see his serious appearance, I couldn't understand how a person could be so pious, how powerful could this be?

Although I'm quite worried that if I go with him like this, then I really don't know that it will take the year of the monkey to find Qian Annie.

Even if I now know that Qian Annie is in the Potala Palace, and rush to it at this speed, it will definitely be lost in the palace, and the fragrance of the empty Liuyi people is there.

But seeing him like this, deep down in my heart, I actually agreed with what he said before, Qian Anne and I will definitely meet here, and I haven't seen him now just because the time has not come.

Then I'm with him, and the timing will definitely be just right.

Looking at him who was meticulous on the ground, at this moment in my heart, I believed in him and was convinced of him.

While he knelt down three times and bowed nine times, I began to enjoy the scenery along the road.

This exotic color gave me an alternative perception of the color of life.

Finally, after two hours, we arrived in front of the Potala Palace.

Before I arrived at the Potala Palace, I couldn't imagine its extraordinary, even if I looked at it from a distance and up close, it felt very different.

When I got closer, I looked at him in front of him and felt like a shrine descending from the sky.

With the clear Sanskrit singing, it seems to drive away all the unpleasantness in the minds of the world.

Build according to the mountain, the group of buildings overlaps, the palace is saga, the momentum is majestic, there is the tendency of being born out of thin air, and the air runs through the sky.

The solid granite walls, the white and macao wall collars with matsutake mushrooms, the brilliant golden roofs, and the huge gilt vases, towers and prayer flags with strong decorative effects reflect each other.

The stark contrast of red, white and yellow, as well as the architectural form of the joint construction and layer by layer, all reflect the charming characteristics of ancient Tibetan architecture.

Could it be that he would have said before that the Potala Palace is an outstanding representative of Tibetan architecture and the essence of ancient Chinese architecture.

Attracted by it, I couldn't help but follow him from the wordless stone monument at the foot of the mountain, through the winding stone paved slope up, along the way is even more dazzling and intoxicated.

Listening to his explanations along the way, I felt as if I had become the magnificent Songtsen Gampo, accompanied by his attendants, watching the continuous completion of these main buildings.

When I walked to the east gate with the huge murals of the Four King Kongs, I couldn't help but stop for a moment, the four major Duogang here are completely different from the Lingyin Temple.

As he introduced, there was a sparkle in his eyes.

He said that every year he would come on a pilgrimage, but each time he came, he got a different feeling.

It was as if the palace was alive, constantly telling him the story of history, so realistic, so charming.

Yes, in the face of such a strange scene, if I were him, he would also express such feelings.

Moving forward again, I followed him through the tunnel of the palace wall that was up to 4 meters thick, and I was in it, and I looked at the faces of the people around me with that kind of intoxication, and I didn't want to leave.

This can't help but remind me of the chivalrous island in Jin Daxia's novel, so many chivalrous people would rather give up their families and affection, but also indulge in it all day long.

I think that only the Potala Palace, which has such a great charm, can have this peerless dignity.

Leaving the world and **, ten thousand monks make a pilgrimage.

Looking at the wonders, I couldn't feel the passage of time, and before I knew it, I was taken by the handsome monk to the Red Palace and entered the Hall of the Dharma King.

I heard that this was the retreat of Songtsen Gampo, and as my eyes slowly swept over the statues, a mysterious smile appeared on the face of the handsome monk.

Suddenly, I was stunned, and next to the statue of Princess Wencheng, there was a beautiful woman.

I couldn't take my eyes off her ever since I saw her.

And she seemed to sense my gaze and slowly turned around.

Seeing it clearly, I couldn't help but cry with joy, my favorite vixen money Annie, I finally found you.

Her face was extremely surprised at first, and then the tears flowed down, and then she smiled brightly at me with the clear Sanskrit singing, and this smile was very similar to that of Princess Wencheng, who had great wisdom. (To be continued.) )