The majestic Zamlingi holy place is quiet, in the heavy palace, countless lights are burning in the dark hall, the novices walk carefully in the dark corners, a huge magnificent palace, at this time it is silent, thousands of lamas, novices live again, can be more quiet than the wilderness. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

It's not an easy task.

The rules in the Esoteric sect are very strict, and the more emphasis is placed on the respect and humility, the more attention is paid to the rules, and without these rules, the dignity and humility of the status cannot be reflected, and the solemnity and sacredness of the living Buddha can hardly be maintained.

Therefore, you can't point your finger at the living Buddha, don't talk in front of the living Buddha, don't look at the living Buddha, don't talk about the living Buddha in your mouth, don't make loud noises, don't act without permission, such a solemn and sacred existence, if you move around, you will die! Even if the officials of the Ming Dynasty came, as long as they offended the authority of the Living Buddha, they would also be severely punished in the name of 'sinners in the world, questioning and slandering the Dharma'.

Tibet has never been afraid to die tens of thousands of lives to maintain the dignity of the living Buddha.

Under such circumstances, the Ming court, which did not dare to provoke the border, certainly would not risk the instability of the border and fall out with the masters of the Zamlingi Holy Land for a few officials.

Every day, the living Buddhas here will produce hundreds of catties of popular incense, nectar, red and white bodhi for the novice lamas to take and enlighten, and only Tibetan nobles and slave owners with wisdom roots and Buddha nature will be given by the holy land of Zamlingi, happily taking the gifts of the guru.

Holding a gold plate covered with black cloth, the lamas hurriedly came from outside the holy place, carefully avoiding the novices who were holding the holy relics and moving meticulously, and headed in the direction they came.

The structure of the palace is not suitable for lighting, the lighting conditions of the plateau are not good, under the dim ghee lamp, several people step on the heavy carpet under their feet, the nose smells the fragrance of the mellow spices in the hall, suddenly exhausted, the spirit is shocked, more cautiously tighten the gold plate in the hand, the surrounding decoration is gorgeous, inlaid with agate, crystal, coral, pearl and biliu glass.

Of course, the most is gold, the palace eaves are picked, the corners of the house are cocked, the copper tiles are gilded, the gilded scriptures are used, the treasure bottle, the scorpion fish and the golden winged black are used to make the ridge ornaments, the wall under the eaves is decorated with gilded copper ornaments, the images are all Buddhist ritual eight treasures, the pillar body and the beam fang are covered with bright color paintings and gorgeous carvings.

The internal corridors of the palace in the holy land of Zamlingi are staggered, the halls are mixed, and the space is tortuous and unpredictable, even if a person like the middle-aged Dharma Protector Lama is familiar with the arrangement, there is a trace of solemnity and piety.

Along the way, the Gabala bone ornaments, spiritual pagodas, treasures and prayer flags are more and more with a trace of mysterious color, powerful mental power fluctuations are intertwined in the void, countless gilded scriptures circulate on the surrounding magic vessels from time to time, emitting a trace of glazed Buddha light, an old lama wearing a Bilu hat sits on the lotus pier, he is skinny, his facial features are deeply sunken, but in the flesh and skin, blooming a little King Kong-like brilliance.

Seeing the middle-aged Dharma Protector Lama coming in, he just silently recited the Buddha's name, and asked, "But you came here for the murder of the two great lamas, Yundan Amalgam and Sambuza?" The two great lamas who obeyed their status were killed on the same day, and the headquarters was shocked! Such a murderer who has the blood of the Buddha and is unforgivable must not bypass him, and the headquarters has ordered all the Dharma Protector Lamas to find the whereabouts of this person, and will definitely seek justice for the two great lamas! ”

The Dharma Protector Lama replied, "King Saloga Dachen, I ordered the local nobles to search carefully, and finally found a trace of the murderer's murder!" Then he brought the gold plate in his hand.

His Holiness Sarakadachin took the gold plate, and instead of looking at it immediately, he put his hand on the black cloth covered with the gold plate and said in approval: "Well done! After saying that, he silently closed his eyes, and whether it was the middle-aged Dharma Protector Lama led by him or the eight lamas behind him, they all showed a look of moving and awe.

His Holiness opened his eyes violently and exclaimed, "Good thief! ”

Although the Styx is not in front of him, but the supreme supernatural power of the Heavenly Demon has been above the essence of this person, so with a little first-class weak mental power, he can fight a draw, until several other old lamas who are like dead people next to him also open their eyes, and they can barely expel this mental power.

Standing thousands of miles away on the Tibetan plateau, surrounded by reckless grasslands, Styx suddenly raised his head, looked in the direction of Lhasa, the center of esoteric Buddhism, and smiled softly: "Ancestor's things are not so easy to take...... If you want something from me, then trade your life for it! I hid them all in the Gods and Demons Map......"

His Holiness Saroga Dachen opened the black papa covered on the gold plate, revealing an ice-carved borer below, and at this time, the telekinesis of the River Styx above had been expelled by their joint efforts, leaving only an obscure mysterious power and a greedy thought that made King Saroga Dachen tremble.

"I'm afraid this is the reason why the two great lamas, Yundan Amugbu and Sambuza, were killed? Such an ancient strange insect, even if only the remains remain, can have such evil roots. If it's really a murderous thing, you have to save it by the deity! ”

The two old lamas next to him, who were both withered, smiled and echoed: "Surrendering to the outer path is the supreme supernatural power of my Buddha, and if His Holiness Sarogadadchen can subdue such ancient evils, he will definitely be able to add an immeasurable protector to the Taoist system, and the cultivation of the Dharma will be beneficial." Be the first Dharma King of the sect! ”

Even though His Holiness Saroga Dachen had polished his body like a diamond, he couldn't help but show a hint of a smile, picked up the jade worm on the gold plate, opened his mouth and chanted obscure Sanskrit sounds, and the immeasurable Buddha light emanated from the back of his head and condensed to the jade worm in his hand.

Thousands of miles away, the River Styx sensed that a subtle telepathy wanted to infect the essence of the cold moth, but the cold borer was originally the alien demon head of the endless yin demon in the god and demon diagram, if it had an essence, it was also the essence of the demon in the desire realm, and after receiving that mental power, it was immediately about to make a noise, or the Styx suppressed it, urging dozens of heavenly demons in the god and demon diagram to infect it with supreme mental power.

In the holy land of Zamlingi, His Holiness Saroga Dachen smiled, and the chanting in his mouth was even worse, he had already felt that his Buddhist mind had invaded the essence of the cold borer, and it seemed that he had been able to control most of the power of this strange insect.

In an instant, he woke up, and lightning penetrated into the mouth of King Saroga Daqin, and turned into a cold current along the trachea, which was about to sink into the viscera of King Saroga Daqin.

His Holiness Saroga Daqin's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly suppressed it with his mental power, but where did he suppress it?

His flesh swelled suddenly, his dry muscles and bones quickly recovered, becoming full and swollen, the glass-like Buddha light flowed in the flesh, and a vajra-like body recovered in front of everyone, his hands formed tantric mudras, and he shouted loudly: "Senior brothers, please invite the Bodhisattva to come and ......"

The thin old lama next to him suddenly got up, at this time King Saluo Jia Daqin could not bear it anymore, he stood up, jumped down and sat on the bed, he just took a step, he saw a thin layer of ice appear on his chest, and after two swift steps, he saw that the whole person of King Saluo Jia Daqin was frozen into a statue, and a thumb-sized cold borer drilled out of his chest and swelled into the size of a water tank.

This giant cold borer fluttered its wings and buzzed, and exploded into ten thousand cold stars in the hall, and then countless cold stars gathered in one place, burrowed into the bodies of the remaining few people in the hall, and instantly devoured their essence and blood, and drew them into dried corpses.

These cold moths re-burrowed into those dried corpses, and the primordial gods of King Saroga Daqin were still frozen in his body, and at this time, he could feel that countless xenomorphic demons like cold moths were attached to his primordial gods and devoured them greedily.

"Ahh The terrible howl of King Sarogadachin was frozen in his body forever, and the extreme pain suffered by the primordial gods gave rise to a strong unwillingness and resentment, which drove the cold moth demon insect more and more crazy. In the solemn little hall of the Zamlingi Holy Land, the cold light slowly flew by, and more than a dozen withered bodies opened their eyes indifferently......