In the late Qing Dynasty, the life of the Thirteenth Da Laitu Ding Gyatso can be described as "half-life mistress". It was sandwiched between the Qing court, Russia and Britain, and the forces from resistance to surrender and independent surrender were repeated many times. However, it is undeniable that since he went to India, he later made considerable contributions to the westernization of Tibet.

Of course, at this time, everyone still didn't know what his future would be like. After Yang Meng took the lead in pretending to be a ghost, he became increasingly looking forward to the upcoming initiation and transmission method.

The sky was completely dark. After several urgings from everyone, the two lamas finally went in and invited the Living Buddha of Tudeng Gyatso.

Tuden Gyatso is a little thin, with a pointed jaw and a pair of eyes that are huge. He looks like a god. He has a very neat mustache on his upper lip, which looks a bit like a cat... and even more like a mouse...

However, when everyone looked a little disappointed, and turned from the living Buddha's inconsistent facial features, his long hanging ears, somehow he felt that the Buddha's face should have been like this, and all the original discord became extremely harmonious, especially those pairs of star-like eyes, which seemed to penetrate the vast void at first glance, making people feel a little lost and depressed...

"Amitabha, what a true body Buddha who is as true as me..."

Looking at the princelings with a domineering temperament, they suddenly became even more pious than the white-haired believers. Yang Meng, who had just looked at it carefully, suddenly felt a little surprised, "I think this is the so-called Zen and martial arts method of Tantric Buddhism. It is a simple appearance. It has already integrated the spirit of the mind and the spells of Yinwu, and combined with the hypnotic eyes that have practiced since childhood, no wonder he has been able to firmly rule Tibet for so many years..."

Yang Meng stood up and suddenly had a whim in his mind, "It's just... such a heavy gold pendant must be hung on his ears since he was a child to pull the earlobes so long, right?"

Putting aside all the vulgar and dark-hearted thoughts in my heart, after seeing the true face of Tuden Gyatso, the influence of the two lamas using the magical arts of the rivers and lakes suddenly disappeared. Not to mention the strength of their peak. Just by the title of the "Divine Monkey", Yang Meng also had to inherit the friendship of his family. Moreover, at that time, he was not a world-famous figure...

Yang Meng didn't see any movement under his feet, but his body rushed from behind to the front. When the lama beside Tudeng Gyatso made a warning gesture, he had already put his hands together and bowed to Tudeng Gyatso Living Buddha.

This equal etiquette, on the one hand, shows respect for the living Buddha, and on the other hand, also declares that Yang Meng himself has waited for the Buddha to come here to observe the Dharma, which is naturally also an equal etiquette.

The two old lamas looked a little unhappy. Thinking of the "blackblack" that Lao Li suddenly came in, he became increasingly dissatisfied. If Tuden Gyatso had not given the same gift to Yang Meng, it proved that the strength of the man in front of him was indeed worthy of respect. I am afraid they had already called other lamas and beat him out of the palace.

Of course, even so, the lamas still don’t have any good looks, especially when they thought that this ignorant monkey of the sect, who was ignorant of the general, had a mess outside using the esoteric sect “mantra”, the long living Buddha of the Lausang Hall beside Tudeng Gyatso wanted to use the legendary divine power of the heavenly eyes and kill this naughty monkey a hundred times.

Fortunately, Tuden Gyatso's extremely decent words completely dissipated the last trace of contempt in Yang Meng's heart, and then he restrained his expression and behavior. Regardless of whether this living Buddha had the great power to initiate people, his position as a leader in Tibet for many years and his majesty demeanor in front of him are worthy of Yang Meng's respect.

Of course, except for Yang Meng, a person from the world, the princelings had already knelt down early and kowtowed to the living Buddha like garlic. Unfortunately, the living Buddha who was very polite to Yang Meng just now obviously had no intention of being polite to them. "Today's teaching of the Dharma is not fate. Buddha is me, I am Buddha, but remember the Buddha in my heart. You can go and rest all your worries and resentments..."

Yuan Keding looked at the living Buddha who had worked hard to wait for a lot of hardships, and just said a few words to dispel him and others. He was a little stunned. He wondered why this living Buddha had not even smiled like a Buddha when facing him and others. Although the Buddha was ruthless and desireless, he had just talked with Yang Meng in a harmonious way. Could it be that he really had no fate?

"The Buddha's Dharma is boundless, and his divine power is like a prison. But we are already scattered people in the secular world. We are difficult to understand such a supreme magic. Please ask the Buddha to preach something else that can save us, the mortal body, and the mortal body..."

If you say that people are more angry than others, compared to Yuan Keding and Tie Kui's confusion, the owner of the Hongdou Pavilion, Mr. Tong Wu, is the most talented person among the human essence. A line-like speech finally made the living Buddha who was not in a good mood and nodded reluctantly.

"A bunch of mortal mortals with rich and rich eyes, even if they are enlightened, they will probably be difficult to shed their roots from the world..."

Although Tudeng Gyatso reluctantly agreed to the more formal and mysterious Tantric initiation ceremony due to the forces represented behind everyone, the living Buddha was obviously not very satisfied with the qualifications of several princelings, and it can even be said to be dissatisfied with them. As the spiritual leader who truly commanded Tibet, Tudeng Gyatso's appearance may not seem so impressive, but his demeanor and gaze are undoubtedly far beyond ordinary people.

Several big lamas, who were about forty years old, danced and surrounded them. After talking to the princelings for a long time, one of them stretched out the bowl on his hand and applied the clear and transparent liquid to the heads of these believers who were about to receive the initiation.

"What a strong spirit!"

Lao Li's nose twitched twice, and finally he refused to continue to show off his treasure to Yang Meng, but for Yang Meng, he probably knew more than anyone else what it would be like to apply this high level of alcohol on his body.

"Ah, is this the feeling of enlightenment? It's just like what the Buddhist scriptures say, cool and clear, penetrates the bone marrow in my mind..."

“Duh!”

Tuden Gyatso roared lowly, and everyone felt like thunder was pouring into their ears. Then they trembled all over and woke up completely from the inexplicable hazy state. When they were a little disbelief, they tentatively reached out and touched the wet heads, but found that there was no trace of water at all, and there was only an indescribable refreshment...

After doing all this, Tuden Gyatso, under the service of several lamas, changed into the Tantric Crown of the Thirteen Tombs, and in his hand, he chanted Buddhist scriptures in a low voice on his cushion.

"This...this is..."

The princelings who were full of ambition just now learned from other lamas that in addition to the mysterious wisdom method just now, the initiation also included the authorization of precepts and the authorization of the secret method, and their faces suddenly became miserable.

In other words, although this initiation marks the establishment of a tantric master-disciple relationship with a living Buddha like Tudeng Gyatso, he must also protect the precepts of converting to tantric Buddhism in the future, such as the Bodhisattva precepts or the corresponding tantric divisions. Based on the believers' own pious belief, they choose one or more precepts to follow for a lifetime...

In this way, the youngest one is Yuan Kewen, the youngest one. "But at my age, I still have a great life to enjoy. Even if I follow the precepts today, what if I can't control myself in the future? "

Several old lamas had anger on their faces, and Tuden Gyatso slapped the bridge next to him, causing his thin body to fly from the cross-sitting posture. "It's unnecessary to chant mantras and preach for you, such a common man and prodigal son. Today, your heart has broken through the Buddha, so naturally you will take back the wisdom of my Tantric initiation!"

Speaking of this, Tuden Gyatso's palms stretched and flew like bird wings. When they fell in the air, they first glared at Yuan Kewen, and then slapped his palms in the direction of him, "Those who pretend to believe in me, go and rest!"

Yuan Kewen's eyes rolled, and suddenly twitched like he was thundering, and suddenly collapsed to the ground in the incomprehensible eyes of everyone.

"The monkey saves my brother!"

Yang Meng shook his head and signaled Yuan Keding and others not to worry, while he raised his head and looked at Tuden Gyatso with bright eyes...

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