Now, there are few people in the inner court, just me, Linghu Gaoya, Tenzin and his two demi-saint retinues. This is a very private occasion, so Linghu Gaoya, with the identity of Linghu Lan, does not seem to respect the living Buddha so much.

It can be seen from this that Ling Hulan was still tough in front of the East Buddha.

Tenzin heard this. He smiled faintly and said, "When the Living Buddha goes to the Western Buddha Temple, he naturally goes to confirm the Dharma. It's a tradition that has been kept alive for as little as half a month and as much as a month or February. ”

When Linghu Gaoya heard this, he sneered: "Come on, right? Sealing the Dharma of the Individual? To put it bluntly, it's going to fight, can you really discuss the Dharma? How significant is the study of Buddhism? To put it bluntly, aren't they all your mental tools to fool people? "Yatu was killed.

Well, I can still listen to this slave's words, and I feel a little resonant in my heart.

Tenzin smiled, a little embarrassed. Dao: "Unifying Buddhism is what East Buddha is committed to." The Living Buddha's visit to the West Buddha Temple was to contribute to peaceful reunification. No matter how the Himalayas are separated, they will also hinder the flesh-and-blood relationship of Buddhism with the same origin. We are eager to reach a consensus, achieve peaceful reunification, and maintain a mutually beneficial situation of stability and unity. I hope that the Buddhist monks and Buddhist people on both sides of the Himalayas will no longer bear the pain and suffering of division and join hands to ......"

Linghu Gaoya waved his hand, and impatiently interrupted Tenzin's verbosity: "What are you talking about?" You think you're Xi Da and Ma Da are meeting you. Is it a copy of the relations between the Taiwan Strait? You know what they're going to do, right? You've all come here, why don't you invite me in for a cup of tea? The living Buddha is not immortal, you can just do it, and you can naturally be the master. ”

Tenzin smiled awkwardly again and led us forward. Enter a luxurious living room. In that living room, there is very little Tibetan style. There are very few Buddhist styles, as if they are Western European style furnishings, how luxurious how to come, all the tables and utensils are inlaid with gold, and even the doorknobs are inlaid with gold and diamonds.

Sitting down in the living room, Tenzin pointed to the high-end wine rack and asked us what we had to drink, white or red. Even the wine shelf of Xiao Ye Tan is also worth the old money. On the shelves, there are bottles of world-famous wines. I found out that there were still two jars of small drunken spring there, and I couldn't help but be quite shocked.

In addition to the wine racks, there are also tea compartments. It is also a famous tea gathering. All kinds of cups are inlaid with gold, which is too gorgeous, and there are even several crystal cups, which are polished from a whole piece of crystal, which is too luxurious.

Linghu sat down elegantly, and I naturally stood behind her to accompany her. She said: "Don't drink the wine, make some high-quality black tea!" ”

Tenzin waved his hand, and one of the demi-saint retinues came out, brewed two cups of black tea, and poured Tenzin a cup of 82-year-old Lafite. This East Buddha Grand Administrator also has the elegance of wine tasting! And how many Tibetans under the rule of the Eastern Buddha spirit know what red wine is?

Tenzin's two retinues each poured a glass of the best vodka and stood behind him and drank it slowly.

Naturally, I drank standing with a cup in my hand, and Linghu sat elegantly and drank. This black tea comes from Yunnan and tastes very good. Moreover, the tea brewed by the semi-holy method is neither cold nor hot, and the tea flavor is all brewed, and it is very comfortable to drink.

After a sip of tea, I almost finished the cup, causing Tenzin's demi-saint retinue to look at me with disdain, thinking that I was too vulgar to have any taste at all.

Linghu Gaoya turned his head to look at me and scolded: "You are dumb and dumb, you are too hungry and thirsty, right?" Don't drink it, it makes people drop the price. ”

I didn't bother to bird her, holding up my cup like a fool, and smiled stupidly at Tenzin's entourage who poured tea.

Tenzin was also a little depressed, and gestured to his entourage. The attendant could only come over unhappily and pour me another cup of black tea.

But as soon as he handed it to me, I drank it in one gulp, and passed the empty cup again. The attendant was also depressed, put the teapot on the small high table next to me, and said coldly: "Pour it yourself!" ”

After speaking, this half-saint and a Buddha retreated, returned to his original position, rose and fell to Tejialai, and drank it all, obviously in a bad mood.

As for me, I lifted the teapot in my hand, poured myself another cup, and then didn't drink it. The cup was placed on the high table, holding the teapot in his right hand, standing behind Linghu Gaoya and not moving, but the secret voice passed to her: "Linghu, this trip to the East Buddha is probably not good." The other person's attitude changes a lot, you be careful. ”

"I'm ...... What am I afraid of? Isn't there still you? Linghu Gaoya responded to me in a secret voice so vulgarly, and then, she looked at Tenzin and said with a smile: "Grand Administrator, the Cultivation Center of the Holy Palace of the Temple, the power that the Eastern Buddha Sect helped me train, how is it now?" ”

Tenzin nodded and said, "Secretary General Linghu, among the 40 people you have appointed, 10 have become primitives, 19 are full of gods, and 11 are demigods. The situation is very good. Looks like you're about to make a big move? ”

Linghu smiled elegantly and said, "Not bad, not bad." It's not a big move, it's just idle, I want to come and see ∵, lead the way. ”

After speaking, Linghu Gaoya drank the tea and stood up.

Tenzin smiled and said, "When Secretary General Linghu succeeds in his great work, don't forget the original promise!" ”

"Hehe, no, no, the agreement documents, there are ∵ in black and white, right?" Linghu Gaoya smiled and said.

Tenzin then stood up, followed by his second attendant, and walked towards the side passage. He walked side by side with Linghu Gaoya, and of course I followed behind me with the teapot.

The two demi-saint retinues looked at me with disdain. I'm a dumb fool anyway, and I don't care about this, and while walking, I drink it on my back in the teapot, and I feel that the tea is still delicious.

A short time later, we came to a bronze gate. It seems that this is already under the cliff wall of the mountain behind the Potala Palace, and as soon as you enter this gate, it will lead directly to the center of the underground palace. Linghu Gaoya said that the project of this gate is quite grand, and it encircles the entire underground foundation of the Potala Palace.

If you don't have a key and forcibly break the door, as long as you touch the mechanism, the entire Potala Palace will collapse, and the loss will be extremely heavy.

In this case, if you think about the power of Buddhism, it feels very good. It's not their wisdom, it's just a scheming.

At that time, Tenzin's lama's robe moved, and the protruding round belly below shook violently, his mouth was wide open, and his expression was twisted, and I was a little panicked. Although Linghu Gaoya once said, it was still uncomfortable to see Tenzin spit out the key to open the door from his stomach.

After a while, Tenzin spat out a lotus-shaped key about the size of a lighter. He took it, inserted it into a keyhole in the middle of the green tube door, and as soon as he turned it, he immediately pulled it out, threw it into his mouth, and swallowed it again.

Suddenly, there was a sound of machines and gears starting in the bronze gate, and there was a clattering sound.

After about two minutes, all the sound stopped. The bronze gate, which looked like a monolithic one, slowly opened, and light came out from the inside, which was very soft. As far as the eye could see, it was a passage, long, diagonally downward.

Tenzin accompanied us into the passage, and with a wave of his right hand back, he pointed out the blood in the middle, and the blood slapped on the bronze gate. The gate is 100 meters thick, and there are countless Buddha's "swastika" prints. There was a "swastika" word on the blood, and the word was born with a bronze ancient spot light, and then the door quickly closed, and when the door panel was docked, there was no sound of impact. Nima, the Buddhists have really studied the physical mechanism very thoroughly.

Then, the three Tenzin led us forward. I also knew in advance that although it is a passage, the countless Buddha lotus flowers on the soles of my feet all look the same, but in fact, they have their own walking tricks, if you take a wrong step, then there is basically no possibility of survival. The underground of the Potala Palace is full of traps, and the main mechanism is: let you lack oxygen, and then hang up.

This kind of formation, Ling Hu Gaoya said, is a secret method of Buddhism, which is different from the yin and yang formation. When Ling Hulan came, there was no one to guide the way, and it was impossible to reach the center of the underground palace. This formation is always changing, and only the Living Buddha and the Grand Protector of the Eastern Buddha Temple know the laws of the formation.

As I walked all the way, I memorized these footsteps, and I really felt that there was no pattern to this thing. Perhaps, if there is no law, it is law.

The passage is generally downward, but there are hundreds of bifurcated passages, and if you go wrong, it is still a death.

After walking for more than ten minutes, we have gone deep into the ground of the Potala Palace, which is estimated to be a depth of thousands of kilometers below the plane of the Potala Palace Square. Finally, we reached the heart of the dungeon.

Grandma's, the huge energy cover, emitting a muddy yellow light, the breath is strong and outrageous, making the fox elegant is already hair flying. I'm also gray-haired, my energy robe fluttering, and the teapot in my hand is about to fly.

It's just that this breath is not yin or yang, but Buddha energy.

This energy shield has a radius of nearly 500 meters and a square diamond frame on the outside. On each of the four corners, there is a Buddhist master guarding it. Looking at them, I knew in my heart that it should be the existence that attacked me and Dagen with the arrow of the spirit in the first place, right?

At that time, I was a little afraid to plunder the tiger whiskers of the four great virtues, but now, Lao Tzu is not afraid.

The four daimyo sat cross-legged on the snow-white lotus seat protruding from the corner of the square, their eyes closed, their faces calm, and they didn't care at all about Tenzin's arrival, and they didn't even say hello.

Linghu Gaoya looked at the huge energy shield and said, "Boss, open the Buddha light shield, I want to see my subordinates clearly." ”

Tenzin smiled faintly and said, "Ling Hulan, you and this dumb slave should go in together, so that you can see more clearly." ”

When I saw Tenzin's face suddenly darkened, and two fierce rays of light emanated, I was inexplicably shocked in my heart.

Linghu Gaoya's face suddenly turned cold, and he looked directly at Tenzin: "Dead Lama, what do you mean?" ”