The Buddha statues in the depths of Tianhu Lake seem to be very precious, which makes the two lamas of Baiju Temple who have cultivated to a high level be excited that day, and on the way back, the average speed of the prayer wheel is a level faster. I and Zamao Xiaodao thought that when they returned to the temple, they would immediately bring people over to carry out the excavation work, but after waiting left and right, the sun passed for several days, and there was no news, as if this incident had never happened at all.

This kind of abnormal thing made me and Zamao Xiaodao a little flustered, thinking that those two lamas could not have learned the identities of the two of us through some channels, and then notified the Religious Affairs Bureau of the news, right?

If there is a ghost in the heart, it is natural to see that everyone is a person with ill intentions. We don't even trust Wang Tao, who collects yams, let alone this Pingshui meet? So although I and the miscellaneous trail were calm on the surface, we also began to consciously step up the speed of hoarding dry food, preparing for the plan of running into the mountains.

At the same time, the tiger cat who loves the patrol and reconnaissance career is also shouldering a heavy responsibility, its workload has almost doubled in the past few days, focusing on monitoring the main channel, once there is any wind and grass, it will inevitably come over as soon as possible and notify us.

During this time, I began to consciously reserve my physical strength, and I did not push myself to the limit of my potential as I did a few days ago, and I was tired like a dead dog. Through the third set of mental methods left behind in the "Orthodox Wuzang - Bringing Nature to the Witch Gu Sutra" left by the elder of the mountain pavilion in the Nujiang cave, my single body speed has been significantly improved, and I have recently begun to advance towards the agile fighting style of Wilgangluo.

In those days, we were all terrified, we were all soldiers, and we couldn't even sleep very well, and the only thing that made me feel interesting was the Tibetan boy named Mo Chi.

People say, "If you don't go crazy, you won't live", and this is true, and Mo Chi has been practicing it frantically since I explained to him the mantra in the mandala of the Nine Societies of Tantra. As Namka Gyatso told me, he muttered to himself all day, at first except for eating, and the rest of the time he was repeating, even when he was sleeping, he also used the nine-character mantra as a lullaby, day and night.

After three days, he fell silent.

Of course, this silence is not because he is enlightened, but because his vocal cords are damaged. After two more days, maybe he held it for too long, when he shouted the first word, he felt that the blood all over his body was vibrating and buzzing, like the big bell in the temple was ringing, his whole body was trembling, and his breathing was slender, and at that moment, it almost seemed as if he was about to fly.

Mo Chi rushed to us for the first time and told us excitedly how he felt at that time.

We were amazed by his situation, and we conducted a series of targeted tests on him, and found that he had already stepped into the industry with half a foot. In other words, the nine-character mantra has already condensed his essence and spirit together, sensing heaven and earth.

It's a miracle, and only a genius with extremely good bones can feel it in such a short time.

However, Mo Chi obviously does not belong to this category, otherwise he would not have brushed it off when he was young. This situation attracted the attention of the tiger cat, and for this reason, the old man had a rare time to give Mo Chi a pulse.

Mo Chi's admiration for us is increasing day by day, so seeing such a fat bird like a hen scolding and scolding him, he also feels that it is a normal thing, and he opens his eyes wide, and he also wants to know what is going on.

The result was very unexpected, Lord Tiger Cat told us that this Mo Chi's original qualifications were indeed ordinary to the extreme, and they belonged to the inferior kind. What really changed him was the experience a few days ago - after staying in the belly of the sword-spine crocodile for more than a day, not only did he not die, but he was blessed by misfortune, his roots and bones were nourished, and he was illuminated by the light of the little lama, and he opened the root of wisdom.

So, in a daze, he actually hit by mistake, a fool has a fool's luck, and he has this excellent qualification.

He was happy, and I and the miscellaneous Xiaodao were naturally happy, as the so-called unintentional planting of willows and willows, it is also a great blessing to be able to achieve such cause and effect.

In the face of Mo Chi's excitement, I gave him timely encouragement to enhance his self-confidence, and then explained the use and understanding of the nine-character mantra to Mo Chi again in detail, and asked him to practice diligently, and then come to me after he reached the most superficial realm. Mo Chi left happily, with a happy face.

Sometimes, the more simple a person like him, the more happiness he can get.

A week after the two lamas left, an ordinary monk who did not wear a yellow hat came to Baiju Monastery and came to find us.

He was obviously a little impulsive, and he didn't say much, but he just said that the two lamas didn't have time to come over to salvage the relics in the lake, and they needed to reconfirm the date with us, and they would still be in this mountain village in the near future, right? We say yes, and we're here to help. The monk breathed a sigh of relief and said that would be fine. He got up and was about to leave, and we asked, what was the urgency that would make the two lamas not have time to come?

The monk was silent for a moment, and said that there was a Lindsay Geshe (a kind of monk title) in the monastery, and he was about to fly into the pure temple land in the near future, and the monks of the whole monastery were waiting, so there was no time to come.

Flying into the Pure Brake Land? My eyebrows jumped, and the miscellaneous hair trail took a step forward, grabbed the monk's robe, and said, "But the high monk Honghua? ”

The monk nodded and said yes. Seeing the eager expressions in our eyes, he hesitated for a moment and said, "Khenpo Panjue said that if you are free, you can go to the monastery and have a look. Hearing this, the eyes of the miscellaneous hairy path lit up, is it really okay?

Before we came, we had seen the internal reference, the so-called rainbow, which refers to the practice of Tibetan Esoteric to the Great Perfection, and when the circle passes, the physical body will turn into a rainbow and enter the immeasurable palace of the empty pure land that Buddhism says.

Part of the reason why Tibetan Buddhism has flourished is the constant occurrence of miracles. The key to this method, one is in cultivation, and the other is karma, which is indescribably wonderful, and it is the absolute true secret of Tibetan Buddhist Tantra, where can ordinary people hear it, that old lama will actually invite us, which is really amazing.

The monk obviously couldn't understand the old lama's decision either, but he was of low status and was a simple passerby, so although it was strange, he didn't dare to have any opinions.

The monks of Honghua will generally feel seven days before their death, and then they will not drink or eat, bathe their bodies and purify their bodies, and wait for the time to come. When we asked the monk how many days had it been, he replied that it was the sixth day. Hearing this, I hurriedly went to pack our belongings and talked to Namka Gyatso. He was very envious, and then drove us in a small van.

On the way, I thought of a question, that is, in such a solemn holy place of Buddhism, aside from the identity of our wanted fugitives, the spirits bred by the blood of the ghosts and demons, the golden silkworm Gu worm, and the tiger cat is not a bird or a demon - these four little things, the identity is indescribable, if we meet a character with a tendon brain, wouldn't it be to devour us alive?

When I told this consideration to the miscellaneous Xiaodao, he nodded yes, then pushed my shoulder, and said Little poison, they will be left to you to take care of, this time to observe, I will do my best. When the time comes, I will definitely tell you all the phenomena and insights.

I spat on him and said how could I miss such an opportunity? For the sake of fairness, otherwise, let's draw lots?

Before he could answer, the tiger cat next to him protested, saying that his old man had only heard of Honghua and had never seen it, so he naturally couldn't lose this opportunity. The little demon and Duoduo also made trouble in their respective places, if it weren't for the fear that the people next to them would be frightened and drive the car over, the young lady would jump out and punch and kick them; Even the fat bugs have slipped into my chrysanthemum gate several times to threaten me.

After the most helplessness, I summed it up with the miscellaneous hairy trail, and felt that the old lama should have seen through our details, but he didn't say anything, and asked us to observe, obviously it was also a tacit acquiescence, and there was no danger in going this time. I'm afraid, since we have been invited, it is estimated that others will also be invited, if there are people in the official face at that time, we still need to be careful to deal with it.

I have been keeping the human skin mask that Yang Cao gave us before, and when we get to the place for a while, we will be careful, if it is not good, put it on first, and deal with it. Anyway, this is a good opportunity to understand this world and other world worlds, and maybe we can get a greater opportunity through on-site observation. So, it's worth the risk.

The road conditions were not good, and the pickup truck swayed around, and it was only in the afternoon that it arrived in front of the White House Temple.

Baiju Temple belongs to the national key cultural relics protection unit, is also a tourist attraction, on weekdays into the temple to go, just the ticket price is 60 yuan, but in the first month, the Tibetan area is cold, there will not be a few tourists. We got out of the car, and as soon as we landed, we saw a circle of people standing around the door.

I didn't know what it meant, but the hairy trail poked me in the waist with his hand.

I followed his finger and looked up, only to see that in the direction of the auspicious Duomen Tower, there was a faint rainbow hanging, colorful colors, from west to east, not long, but it can be seen.

Seeing this mysterious phenomenon, Nanka Gyatso, who was about to return home, could not move on his feet, as if he had taken root.