The next morning, we were picked up at the airport by a special car, and we boarded a plane to Tibet.

That's right, it's a special plane, not a flight. After more than two hours of flight, we landed at the airport.

Zhou Tianzuo: Before going to the Grand Canyon, I have to invite someone to rest in the hotel for the time being, or visit the beautiful scenery of Tibet, but you must come back within three days.

The Ma brothers and Ling Youyang both said that they had some altitude sickness and didn't go anywhere, so they rested in the hotel, and Lu Jie cheekily invited Nangong Xinyue, saying that he was very familiar with Tibet and wanted to lead Nangong Xinyue on a tour as a guide.

Nangong Xinyue wanted to refuse, I said; Anyway, being idle is also idle, so it's better to take a look around the neighborhood and learn about Tibetan culture.

Lu Jie immediately answered, yes, yes, I am the most familiar with Tibet, with me as a tour guide, I will definitely let you appreciate the most beautiful scenery of Tibet.

Xiong Dali said dishappily; We said that we went around and didn't say that we would bring you, what are you happy about?

Lu Jie's face was displeased, but he immediately changed his face again, and said with a smile: Am I not familiar with this? Now that there are so many black tour guides, you are not afraid of being slaughtered? The people here in Tibet are fierce, and you don't understand the rules of many Tibetans, so it will be a lot less troublesome if I take them.

A barking dog doesn't bite, but a dog that wags its tail bites, Lu Jie obviously has such a big conflict with us, and he can still wagging his tail to please us, which shows that he is either a broad-minded person or an insidious and despicable person, I guess he is the latter, and he should be more careful about him in the future.

Okay, since Professor Lu is so gracious, we are disrespectful, I said.

Xiong Dali didn't speak again when he saw that I agreed, Nangong Xinyue rolled her eyes at me and acquiesced.

Time is limited, let's go to the most famous Potala Palace in Tibet first!

Everyone knows that the most famous in Tibet is the Potala Palace, and you say, bullshit professional guides, Xiong Dali despised it.

Lu Jie seems to have changed his sex, and he is not annoyed by Xiong Dali's vicious words, and he is still smiling.

Zhou Tianzuo, who do you want to invite? Let me ask Zhou Tianzuo?

A lama, replied Zhou Tianzuo.

Is it the living Buddha of the Jokhang Temple, or the senior monk of the Tashilhunpo Temple?

No, this lama lives in seclusion on Mount Dzong in Shigatse, not far from Tashilhunpo Monastery, and if you go there, you can come with me.

What kind of skills does this lama have? Do you need to invite it personally? Xiong asked vigorously.

I don't know, but my grandfather told me to invite this Toph Lama, who is the central figure of our mission, and without him, we would not be able to obtain the blood jade.

Xiong Dali sighed, so powerful, is it difficult to please?

It's difficult, Lama Toph has been in seclusion for more than 50 years, and ordinary people don't know about his existence, but I can definitely invite him out of the mountain.

Then let's go to Tashilhunpo Monastery, I heard that it is a big monastery comparable to the Potala Palace, I also want to learn about Tibetan Buddhist culture, I heard that since the fourth generation, all generations have been here for the Dharma platform, and after the death of the body, the spiritual pagoda of the flesh was built here. I said.

Then what are you waiting for, let's go, beautiful Tibet, I'm here, Xiong shouted vigorously.

The Ma brothers and Ling Youyang were sent to the hotel to rest, while we followed Zhou Tianzuo to Shigatse.

After a little more than two small drives, we came to Shigatse, where we split into two routes, we went to Tashilhunpo Monastery and he went to Shigatse Dzongshan.

After half an hour's drive, we finally arrived at this legendary Tibetan temple, Tashilhunpo Monastery.

There is a stone tablet at the foot of the mountain, which is written with some brief information about Tashilhunpo Monastery: Tashilhunpo Monastery means "auspicious Sumeru Monastery", which was built in 1447 by the first Lama Gendun Druba and served as the first Dharma platform, which was carried forward by the fourth generation, and since then it has been the Dharma platform of Zabulhunpo Monastery for all dynasties, and the monastery has been expanded.

We entered the temple and followed the signs, clockwise from left to right. Follow the footsteps of the tourists to the first temple gate, feel that the inside is not big, and think that it is the wrong place, and then look at the signs, the direction is not wrong, walk in and find that it is like a courtyard, surrounded by temples. There is an inconspicuous passage in front that you won't notice if you don't look closely. So, we walked along the passage, and we were surprised when we entered it, and after passing through the passage, there were many temples standing in front of us, and worshippers could be seen everywhere, but they were very quiet, and their devotion to the Buddha, no matter where they were, would come thousands of miles to the temple, the sacred mountain, and the holy lake to fulfill their wishes in this life.

The more you go inside, the more people who worship, most of them come from pastoral areas or grasslands, they are plainly dressed, dusty, there is a family, there are also alone, either turning the prayer cylinder in their hands, or chanting the scriptures on their mouths, turning a blind eye to the passers-by, and living in the world of their own beliefs, their focused eyes are particularly serious and solemn, this ethereal and quiet atmosphere exists in the major monasteries in Tibet.

Passing by a temple, the entrance is particularly low, most people have to bend down to enter, and occasionally see a few red-clothed lamas entering and exiting, which is the living residence of monks.

The plateau sunlight shines through the blue sky and white clouds on the red eaves, white walls, deep alleys, and temples of the temple, which are particularly sacred, and compared with the towering and majestic Potala Palace, it has more cordiality and warmth.

The buildings inside the temple are basically divided into red and white. In the hearts of the Tibetan people, white symbolizes purity and faith. At Tashilob Monastery, the exterior walls are painted white and are the monastic houses where the monks live and use. The exterior walls of important Buddha halls and Buddha halls such as the Tsochen Hall, the Qiangba Hall, and the Lingta Hall are painted red, which is the color revered by monks and believers, and is also the color of the sacred monk's clothing of Tibetan Buddhism, and the outer walls of the hall are red to demonstrate solemnity.

There is an elderly wandering monk sitting alone in the main hall, quietly reading the scriptures alone.

As we walked past him, a loud voice suddenly sounded: Donor, please stay.

Suddenly, we heard someone talking, and we looked back, and the old lama stood up, looking at us with his hands folded, obviously he was talking just now. He looks seventy or eighty years old, but his voice is loud, like a lion's roar, and he has more confidence than young people.

We hurriedly folded our hands and saluted the old lama and said, "The master is polite, did you just talk to us?"

The old lama opened his mouth and said: Yes, the old monk has a copy of the "Da Lun Tomorrow Sutra" here, and he wants to debate the scriptures with you, but he doesn't know what to do?

Debate refers to the process of debating Buddhist teachings according to the logical reasoning of the different systems learned. In Tibetan, it is called "Cunni Zuopa", which means "Dharma Phase".

We don't know the Buddhist scriptures at all, I don't know why the old lama wants to debate the scriptures with us, but in that quaint scripture, as if all the words flew out, around me, oh mantra, the six-character mantra sounded in the mouth of the old lama, the Sanskrit mantra made me spin the world, suddenly the scene in front of me changed, I came to a small square paved with bluestone, there are eight huge stone statues standing in the west of the world.

When I looked closely, it turned out to be the eight tribes of the Heavenly Dragons, the Heavens, the Dragons, the Yakshas, the Gandharvas, the Asuras, the Garudas, the Kinaras, and the Maharajas, and when I observed them, the eight stone statues seemed to come to life, each with a weapon attacking me, and their weapons could not really hurt me, but every time they waved, they would come with a wave of thought. Greed, hatred, ignorance, hatred, love, evil, desire, and killing are constantly invading my mind.

I knew it was supposed to be a spell cast by the old lama, and I dodged blindly, but every time I was hit, it would hit my mind with a splitting headache. These are all evil thoughts in the hearts of people, and they are hooked out by the eight tribes for spiritual blows.

Greed, greedy for the realm of shun, must be obtained, otherwise, the heart is unwilling, unwilling.

Hatred, hatred for the realm of rebellion, tantrums when not satisfied, irrational, and willful.

Foolishness, ignorance of reason, unclear right and wrong, no distinction between good and evil, reversal and vain, and all kinds of evil deeds.

Hate, hate others, hate others, hate others, hate others.

Love, excessive preference or doting, extreme protective thoughts towards people or things you like.

Evil, evil things, bad thoughts.

Desire, desire, boundless and endless thoughts.

Kill, kill, kill injustice.

I know my weaknesses, I don't have greed, hatred, ignorance, hatred, evil, desire, and killing, but I am an extremely protective person, and I will stand firmly on their side when it comes to relatives and friends, whether it is right or wrong, so I can't escape from this spell space. I felt my mind getting heavier and heavier, and I waved my hand numbly to deal with it, and I was going to sink here at any time.

Just when I was about to fall into darkness forever, the picture turned, and I got out of the spell space and came to the great hall again.

I saw Xiong Dali, Miaoqing, Nangong Xinyue and Lu Jie still standing there with numb eyes.

The old lama sighed and said: "Heaven is unpredictable, how can mortals like us escape the arrangement of fate." Fifty years ago, the gods and ghosts once said that I should have a catastrophe in fifty years. When I met his grandson, it was the beginning of my catastrophe. So I practiced in retreat for 50 years, away from the world, and even the world forgot my name.

Just today, I had a premonition that a catastrophe was coming, so I ran from my secluded place in Shigatse Dzong Mountain to take refuge in front of the spiritual pagoda of Tashilhunpo Monastery, hoping to escape by covering up the heavens with the power of the relics of the past generations. But it still ran into you.

Well, the old monk should be robbed. After saying that, he folded his hands and saluted me.

Do you know my grandfather too? I looked at the old lama in amazement?

Old monk top. The old lama replied.