"Shangqin Danba Living Buddha, Promised ......"

The whirring wind on the plateau quickly carried away the protruding black and yellow dust, and the huge courtyard of the ancient Rujiang Temple resounded with the voice of the old man Kong Dare Ding with a little hoarse Chinese voice.

"Kong Dare Top, you! Let's go back to Sangchen Monastery in Nepal......"

Before the old man Kong Kang Ding's words fell, the voice of Shangqin Danba Living Buddha sounded a little angry Chinese, and his voice was full of helplessness and unwillingness.

Under the wind blowing on the plateau, the sight of the ancient Rujiang Temple began to become clear, the monks of Shangqin Temple in Nepal, including two well-practiced Dharma protectors, were huddled together like a stack of arhats and fell on the dry sand with sparse and dwarf grass, the crimson robes were splashed with sand and dust everywhere, and their faces were either frightened or solemn and barely supported each other to stand up, many monks' robes were torn of different sizes, and there were signs of bruises and bruises on someone's face, not to mention the embarrassed look, From the beginning to the end, the only person standing was the living Buddha of Shangchen Dampa.

Shangqin Danba's crimson robe was full of tears, and even the blond shirt lined with a golden stand-up collar was a little disheveled, looking even more embarrassed than the other monks of Shangqin Temple (after all, he was the forward of the formation, and he was the first to be attacked by the shock wave formed by the collision of energy).

Shangqin Danba Living Buddha looked fairer than the ordinary Tibetan masses on his big face, the anger was overflowing, and a touch of blush protruded on his face, which was not because of the plateau red caused by altitude sickness, but because he had just faced Song Xiaoshuang with all his strength and was far away from each other, so that his qi and blood were churning.

The Living Buddha of Shangqin Danba did not care about the monks of Shangqin Monastery who were huddled together behind him and fell to the ground. Listening to the words of the old man Kong Kang Ding who was standing opposite, Shangqin Danba's face was stunned, and he eagerly said something to refute it.

However, in view of the actual situation, Shangqin Temple did lose. If it weren't for his profound skills and the strength of the monks to barely stand on the ground, he could have saved a little of the face of Shangqin Temple, Shangqin Danba Living Buddha immediately faded the idea of quick tongue, and some reluctantly admitted that this time it was indeed planted, and was ready to take a group of monks to leave Tibet and return to Shangqin Temple in Nepal.

Shangqin Danba Living Buddha thought like this, and he also recognized the reality and did not allow him to stay in Gurujiang Temple anymore. Losing is losing, and there is no point in saying more.

In the formation battle just now, the ancient Rujiang Temple side gathered the strength of several people. Song Xiaoshuang, who was in the first place, swung out the powerful energy gathered in the way of air palm guidance, of course, it was not a simple air palm force, but a pure invisible energy attack, and the energy gathered in an instant even disturbed a small area of space. When Song Xiaoshuang used a seemingly light and weak airborne palm to guide the invisible energy to swing out. A fleeting arc of blue lightning had already been ignited.

In fact, that arc was just an appearance, but the huge and invisible energy had been beaten out by Song Xiaoshuang at the same time that everyone was attracted by the dazzling arc!

As a well-cultivated practitioner of the Tantric sect, Shangqin Danba Living Buddha really felt a little surprised, he didn't expect Song Xiaoshuang to compress the energy gathered through the blessings of the tantric mantra and mudra so quickly, which was much faster than he expected. So much so that Shangqin Danba had to rush into battle, and before the invisible energy gathered by the many monks of Shangqin Temple reached its peak, he was also guided out in the form of an empty palm. The two powerful energies collided in a very short period of time, releasing an extremely violent energy shockwave, and the sound was very terrifying, as if an offensive grenade had exploded in the courtyard.

The energy release effect shown by the energy shock wave far exceeded the psychological expectations of the monks of Shangqin Temple, coupled with the hasty response to the battle (it must be said that Song Xiaoshuang and Kong Kang Ding are both black-bellied masters, and it takes relatively more time to calculate that the formation of the monks of Shangqin Temple will reach the expected peak energy output), and the twenty or so monks of Shangqin Temple, except for Shangqin Danba Living Buddha himself, were all unable to bear the violent shock wave, and they were blown away by the shock wave and fell to the ground.

On the side of the Gu Rujiang Temple, it was just one person who was knocked out by the powerful energy gathered by both sides, including the old man Kong Kang Ding and several monks of the Gu Rujiang Temple behind him, all standing on the ground, as if they were not directly affected by the shock wave of the energy collision at all, but their faces were splashed with pimples of sand and dust.

Even Song Xiaoshuang, the only one who was knocked out more than 20 meters away and seemed to be smashed heavily on the hard sandy ground in the courtyard, only lay on the ground for a few seconds before the old man Kong Dang spoke, and then waved a palm in the air, and with the power of the shock, he stood up in a flash, slapping the dust on his head and face with an indifferent face, as if there was nothing to do.

By this time, Shangqin Danba Living Buddha had already understood that it had been completely planted, and the winners and losers had been clearly placed on the bright side, and Song Xiaoshuang also showed his strength in this way, in order to prevent a few monks from Gurujiang Temple from falling to the ground in the shock wave attack, he actually relied on his own strength to block most of the diffused shock waves, although he was directly knocked away by the shock wave like an angry bird, but now he doesn't look like he has nothing to do.

Shangqin Danba Living Buddha naturally disagreed with Song Xiaoshuang's approach, and even sneered at it, but his mind was very sober, knowing that he couldn't be the same as Song Xiaoshuang whether he wanted it or not, this person's strength was outrageous, and he had long been out of Shangqin Danba's way of thinking about the analysis and judgment between the practitioner's age and actual personal strength, and the Living Buddha couldn't help but feel a little jealous.

As a Persian-level figure of Shangqin Temple, he has become accustomed to being high, and in order to keep himself from falling to the ground in the shock wave, Shangqin Danba Living Buddha used a secret method to unload part of the energy of the shock wave.

However, he himself stood firm, like a peacock opening the screen and standing in a fan shape on his side and behind the monks of Shangqin Temple, but he suffered part of the shock wave energy unloaded by the Shangqin Danba Living Buddha, and was actually attacked twice, to put it bluntly, the Shangqin Danba Living Buddha did not lose his face completely. Secretly pitted the monks of Shangqin Temple, and they made a disgraced person who had a great relationship with the living Buddha of Shangqin Danba.

However, this is an internal matter of Shangqin Temple, as a representative of Shangqin Temple. Shangqin Danba Living Buddha does this, they have nothing to say, they will not blame the Living Buddha, and they will not go around preaching it out, but they will only do not know what to do, after all, if they do not do this, the Living Buddha will also fall to the ground in embarrassment, then it will be a loss of face, the Living Buddha is the golden sign of Shangqin Temple. The last bit of face must be saved, otherwise the aura on the living Buddha will be greatly inferior when the matter spreads, and it will cause some trouble to the overall interests of Shangqin Temple.

I saw that this was the end of it. Shangqin Danba Living Buddha understands that losing is not losing, and there is no point in continuing to engage in a battle of words, in fact, it seems that the two sides have made such a big move, but in fact they are relatively restrained. They all knew that the other party must be injured, but everyone stiffened their faces and didn't show it. It's already very good that no one has been hung up, after Shangqin Danba said a few words, after all, he is the identity of a living Buddha in Tibetan Buddhism, the expression on his face changed several times, his hands were folded in front of his chest with a solemn face, and a pair of old eyes looked at the old man Kong Kang Ding standing opposite, Master Mu Jiangcuo, Master Sanji and others, and performed a namaste, and waited for Master Mu Jiangcuo and others to return the salute. Turning around, he walked straight to the wooden gate of the courtyard wall closed by the ancient Rujiang Temple.

Many monks of Shangqin Monastery also folded their hands and left Gurujiang Monastery after following the Living Buddha of Shangqin Danba. Of course, as a living Buddha, although the necessary momentum has been defeated, it is still necessary to maintain, and several young monks of Shangqin Temple have already stepped forward to open the wooden door of Gurujiang Temple, standing quietly at the door, waiting for the living Buddha and his party to walk out of the courtyard wall gate before finally leaving.

Next to the Tibetan dwellings diagonally opposite the highway outside the ancient Rujiang Temple, the old and young men and women villagers who were still basking in the sun and chatting, just heard a loud noise in the ancient Rujiang Temple, and soon the temple gate was opened, and about 20 monks of Shangqin Temple walked out under the leadership of a living Buddha (Shangqin Danba Living Buddha is wearing a shirt with a golden stand-up collar and placket, and the neck and arms without sleeves have exquisite Buddhist beads and bracelets, a noble appearance, and the villagers have many people who believe in Tibetan Buddhism, how do they not know that only the living Buddha is so dressed), It looks a little grizzled.

However, the villagers only showed a slight surprise on their faces, and watched a group of monks get on several large off-road vehicles parked near the white courtyard wall of the ancient Rujiang Temple, looking at these monks who came arrogantly and walked away without forgetting to maintain the necessary bearing to highlight their identity, drove away along the gravel road, and noticed that the sand and dust rolled up by the rear of the car had reached the vicinity of the slow mountain valley in the distance. The villagers are not stupid.

Several children of a few years old wearing Tibetan robes who were "caught" home by the parents also appeared on the side of the road near the village road to play and play, accompanied by two Tibetan mastiffs that kept wagging their thick tails.

Today's Tibet is not the old serf society, the Tibetan villagers who are already in a highly information-based society, the eyesight price is not comparable to that of the serfs of the serf society, and the religious belief is not as old-fashioned as the old serf society.

Gurujiang Temple is located near the village, a huge temple is built near a somewhat remote river valley, not without reason, many villagers are Yongzhong Bon or even a certain branch of the original Bon sect believers, not Tibetan Buddhism believers, natural bias to the ancient Rujiang Temple monks have a good impression, for the arrogant and domineering Shangqin Danba living Buddha and his party is difficult to have a good impression.

In the eyes of the villagers, the humble and helpful Sanji Master of Gurujiang Temple is much stronger than the living Buddha of Shangqin Temple, and he is also happy to see these foreign monks return in defeat, of course, the smart villagers will not write such a sense of likes and dislikes on their faces, the villagers do not want to cause trouble, and they are relieved when they see the off-road vehicle going away......

The wooden door of the courtyard wall of the ancient Rujiang Monastery was not closed immediately after the living Buddha Shangqin Danba and his group of monks left, and the villagers who occasionally walked by the gravel road could easily look through the open gate of the courtyard wall, but only found that a few young monks of the ancient Rujiang Monastery wearing crimson robes were sweeping the dust of the courtyard unhurriedly with a broom, and the other monks and members of the working group of the Tibetan Cultural Affairs Commission did not see it.

If it weren't for the fact that there was still some dust on the light hair that grew after the monk shaved his hair, it would make people feel that the scene just now was just an illusion, thinking that nothing had happened in Gurujiang Temple.

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"Master Sanchi, it's time to take out the five volumes of manuscript scripture classics, we are just borrowing them to find out the secrets hidden in the scripture classics, and we will return them to ......the ancient Rujiang Temple after repairing them as soon as possible."

In the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of Gurujiang Temple, which was a little dim in light, Zhuge Hanyu, who was fat and had short black hair, looked very capable, and looked at Master Sanji who was standing next to the bookshelf, wearing a white robe and a blue high hat, and spoke in Tibetan in a respectful tone, and there was a Tibetan Cultural Management Association cadre Tashi standing next to her with a little excited look, Master Mu Jiangcuo and Uncle Kong Kang Ding were also there, but I didn't see Song Xiaoshuang, Anna, Sima Yuru and Yang Yifan. It seems that these people have not arrived at the Scripture Pavilion at all, and there are other things to deal with.

There are rows of thick plateau fir wood made of rows of thick plateau fir wood, and the old three-layer bookshelves that have been treated by fire prevention measures, the bookshelves are full of scriptures of various materials, most of them are made of various colors of gauze or cotton, and even precious satin carefully framed and preserved bay leaf palm scriptures, you can also see the inland line bound scriptures, a kind of nose smells strange, and the taste of the dried medicinal powder used for the effect of repelling insects and moisture and drying continues to release and drift, making it difficult for people who enter for the first time to instantly adapt to the strange smell of this medicinal powder.

Some boxes of various materials that seem to be full of history are decorated at the bottom of the bookshelf, according to the total number of scriptures stored here, it is estimated that there are not so many scriptures and classics at all, and they should be used to preserve more important scriptures, Zhuge Hanyu observed for a while, and then he spoke and asked Master Sanji, those five volumes of scriptures are so important, Master Sanji will definitely not easily put them on the bookshelf, nor will they be collected in those visible boxes, but must be hidden in a secret place.

The Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is located in the depths of a partial hall on the side of the main hall, as an important place of the ancient Rujiang Temple, it is deep in the depths of a heavy house, from the construction of the temple, in order to prevent the scriptures and classics in the temple from being lost or stolen for various reasons, as well as the consideration of fire prevention, the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is basically built with a thick sand wall barrier, there is no wooden structure building layout like the main hall, the wooden frame window openings on the wall are very small, and the adults can not enter and exit the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion from the window at all, and it is in the position of a few meters high on the wall, just for ventilation, so the natural light is somewhat inadequate.

As Zhuge Hanyu expected, as soon as her words fell, Master Sanji had already walked straight to the other row of bookshelves, pushing the bookshelves with both palms on one end of the bookshelf, which was full of various scriptures and classics and many heavy boxes, and was almost silently pushed out nearly a meter away, occupying the aisle in the middle of the bookshelf.

The thick sandy soil of the original position of the bookshelf is sunken down, and you can see that the sunken position is inlaid with a box made of Tibetan silver more than a foot wide......

(To be continued.) )