On this day, the wind and the sun are beautiful, as usual, in the open area of the Potala Palace, there are tourists from all over the world, but even those foreigners are all touched by the sacred and solemn glory of the Potala Palace. No matter who you are, once you enter the Potala Palace, you seem to be assimilated by the ubiquitous esoteric aura.

In contrast to the Red House, where the Dalai Lama's pagoda is housed, the White House is the living place of the current Dalai Lama. Two fourteen or fifteen-year-old young lamas, holding a few volumes of scriptures and drinking water, they were the servants of the Dalai Lama in this life, and when they were walking in the open space, the two young lamas suddenly trembled for some reason, so that all the things in their hands fell to the ground, but the two young lamas raised their heads in surprise as if they had not noticed.

At the same time, including those tourists in the Potala Palace, everyone almost looked up together, and everyone's hearts seemed to have a fantasy flashing, as if in an instant, the light in the Potala Palace flashed and flashed, and countless forces radiated, in this power and light, in everyone's minds, the Potala Palace seemed to disappear, but when they looked up again, the heavens and the earth were fine, as if nothing had happened.

But everything that follows shows that there have indeed been changes in the Potala Palace. I only heard a "buzzing" sound, like a bell, and it came from the depths of the Potala Palace. With the ringing of this bell, the red and white houses of the Potala Palace suddenly sounded in unison, and the music lasted for about a quarter of an hour. This is actually the message that the Potala Palace is conveying to the world, the palace is no longer allowed to enter, and tourists avoid themselves.

In the sound of Dharma music, in a corner of the Potala Palace, there was a side room, which suddenly collapsed to the ground with a "boom", and the pieces of rubble flew over. There seemed to be a breath rising into the sky. However, there were nearby lamas, but it was strange that no one came, and after a long time. As if he had mustered up courage, one of the lamas hesitated to poke his head out.

"Well, what do you want?" As soon as the lama stuck out his head, he heard a loud shout in his ears. He shook his head, a little bewildered. Suddenly, the light in front of him shone brightly, "Tantric disciples, each back to his own sect, anyone who belongs to the Potala Palace is not allowed to go down the mountain for half a year." ”

As soon as the voice fell, I saw the multicolored light on Mount Mabri falling from the void like a waterfall, surrounded by light and shadow. But in the eyes of ordinary people, it is not different, but in the eyes of cultivators. The Potala Palace has been sealed, and this one is from the inside out, and it can be entered but not exited.

The sunset is no more, the sunset in the sky is like the dreamland that the world is about to enter, leaving only the illusory orange yellow, the lights gradually light up on the Zhuri Sacred Mountain, the visitors disperse one after another, and the Zhuri Divine Mountain returns to silence. In fact, Zhuri Shenshan is almost the same as the Potala Palace, no one dares to make a loud noise on Zhuri Shenshan, so the Zhuri Shenshan in the dusk, only the faint chanting sounds, although Zhuri Shenshan belongs to the Nyingma school in the legend, but the temple in the mountain is not only the Nyingma faction, the name of the sacred mountain holy land, is its tolerance and absorption.

The sky slowly darkened, and in the dark night, on the right side of Zhuri Divine Mountain, there were several figures quietly approaching. "Who broke into the mountain?" Suddenly, a loud shout sounded, and two lamas in red clothes and red hats appeared from somewhere in the shadows, most of the lamas' robes were red, but the red monk's hats were only from the Red Sect Nyingma.

The figure paused, and the two Nyingma lamas didn't make any moves, and after a while, someone in the dark shadow said, "The two must be the lamas of the Nyingma sect?" I waited for the distance to come just to worship the sacred mountain, but I don't know why I blocked the way? This person did not reveal his origin, and in his words, he only thought that he was an ordinary person who made a wish, and the sacred mountain was the holy land of the entire plateau and Tibet, why did the Nyingma sect have the power to seal the mountain?

The two red-clothed lamas of the Nyingma sect did not make a sound or move, as if as long as the figures did not move forward, they would not make any movement, and neither ordinary tourists nor esoteric people could go any further.

The same scene also happened on the other side of the Zhuri Sacred Mountain at the same time, and several figures were far away, but the voice had already been heard, "Gelugpa Grand Lama Goyang Rinpoche, please worship the sacred mountain!" "In the darkness, I saw a lama appear, wearing a yellow monk's hat, which was the distinctive symbol of the Yellow Gelug sect.

"Nyingma internal affairs, outsiders are not allowed to enter!" The name of the Gelug Yellow Lama Koyang Rinpoche has not changed the Nyingma lamas who are hiding in the shadows, and he still refuses to give way. Obviously, there are many Nyingma sects who came this time, in addition to the Sol Grand Lama and his party, after nightfall, it seems that in a short period of time, all sides of Zhuri Shenshan are covered with Nyingma lamas.

"When did the Zhuri Divine Mountain become a forbidden place for the Red Sect?" One of the Gru sent said in a deep voice. As soon as this man spoke, his tone was unusual, and his tone seemed to contain some mysterious power, and as soon as his words fell, there was a sudden "plop" sound in the Nyingma faction, as if someone had staggered and fallen to the ground.

"It turned out to be the Gelug sect's Yellow Sect Grand Lama, Goyang Rinpoche!" Thor's voice suddenly came from nowhere, "Goyang Rinpoche is the great lama of the Gelug sect, and when Zhizhu Ri Shenshan is hidden or inherited, it is the holy place of Nyingma, and my disciples have private matters to deal with, so when entering the mountain at this time, you must follow the laws and regulations of my Nyingma......

There seemed to be a kind of power in his voice, and in the darkness of the night, a wave of light suddenly lit up, and then divided into red and yellow, like water lines, the red ones spread towards the Nyingma side, and the yellow ones were like a resurgence tide, falling back to the Gelug sect. The great lamas belonging to the Red Sect and the Yellow Sect had not yet met, so they had a contest first, and in their words, they all used the sound of the three secrets.

Guoyang let out a sneer, "Sol Rinpoche is indeed there, why don't you just say that there is a hidden place for Guru Padmasambhava on the Zhuri Sacred Mountain, and one of the lineages of the Nyingma sect is hidden treasure?" In the mouth of this Guoyang Grand Lama of the Yellow Sect, a secret mantra was once again hidden, and people couldn't help but shake their hearts between the words. This is the power that belongs to Guru Rinpoche, and the mantra does not have to be recited explicitly. For example, in Zen Buddhism, a simple drinking question actually contains all kinds of divine thoughts. (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please log in, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!) )