The fat man and Zhao Wuji stayed to accompany me to wait for Yuan Tiandao and Liu Qingshan to come out of the snow-capped mountains. The waiting process must be tormented, because none of us knows when, where, and how he will come out. During this waiting process, I almost have to go to the Jokhang Temple every day. I want to know what the little lama has experienced now, which is very important to me - because only by knowing the current situation of the little lama, I can know what the disadvantages of the people reborn through the lost land, so that I can know what the consequences will be if the reincarnated person is not swallowed by the gecko man. As for why I want to know this answer, it is because I want to know why the person who gave up this way of rebirth. Thinking more deeply, I also want to know what Yuan Tiandao will experience in the future.

At first, Lama Zayi was willing to see me, but later, I might be so annoyed by me that I could not bear it, so I simply didn’t want to accept my request. Later, many lamas in Jokhang Temple met me. Every time they saw me, they felt that they were hiding from me like they saw the plague god. In this matter, I showed unprecedented patience. Of course, a large part of the reason was that it was too difficult to wait in the hotel every day. The last fat lama simply stopped me at the gate of the temple and said, “Don’t come again, the big lama and the Zhiyuan Lama are not in the temple anymore.”

The big lama refers to the thorny lama. The Zhiyuan Lama should be the little lama's name. I thought the fat lama was trying to make me vain, so I would definitely not give up. The fat lama has a bad temper. He glared at me angrily and said, "What I said is true. They are no longer here. If you come again, I will break your legs. Don't think I'm joking."

Although the fat lama has a bad attitude, he is the only person in the entire Jokhang Temple who is willing to talk to me. I immediately pestered him and asked some things. I knew that it was annoying to designate like this, but there was no way. I asked him what Zhiyuan Lama had experienced to make Zayi Lama keep silent. In the end, the fat lama was really impatient. He said to me: "Zhiyuan Lama has been chanting scriptures, and the sutras he recited were very strange. After hearing the statue of God, he shed blood and tears. The great lama thought this was an unknown recruitment and asked us to send him to Jige Temple overnight. There was a Banle Lama who lived in his 130s. He wanted Banle Lama to see what was going on. The great lama was worried and decided to go there and take a look. He had already set off a few days ago."

After getting the news, I immediately started to set off for Jige Temple. This temple is in a small town outside Lhasa City. Compared with the size of Jokhang Temple, it can only be regarded as a small temple. We found a guide and asked him to take us to this Jige Temple. Although Jige Temple is not big, the reputation of Banle Lama is very prominent and a very famous living Buddha. The guide is a young Tibetan boy who is very talkative. Zao Wuji talked to him about the ancient Xiangxiong Kingdom and the Gangdi.

There is also the legendary Mapanyol-Choose Lake in Sishan Mountain. As the holy mountain of the ancient Xiangxiong Kingdom, Tibetans believe that the location of Gangdiz Mountain is the axis of the earth. They firmly believe that there are gods living in Mapanyol-Choose Lake. The gods worshipped by people in the ancient Xiangxiong Kingdom are gods who came out of Mapanyol-Choose Lake. The gods have huge palaces at the bottom of the lake. This palace is located at the junction between gods and man. Lamas who practice and attain enlightenment can reach another world through this lake to worship gods.

If I heard these before, I would only think that this was an ordinary legend, but now I feel infinite emotion in my heart. The three-eyed god, the mysterious lake water, and the huge shadow that rushes out from the center of the lake, I can't help but imagine that there would be a palace under the Lake Mapanyongcuo, and the legendary gods really live in that palace? And the palace below the lake reminds me of the Yellow River that Yuan Tiandao mentioned. There is also a strange woman on the side of the Yellow River, there is a gecko man, and there is also a palace under the water. What is the connection between these two places?

As we talked along the way, we finally arrived at Jige Temple, which was a very old temple. I was afraid that our sudden visit would make the Lama Zhayi angry, so I let the three of them stay in the car. I got out of the car and gently buckled the gate of the temple. The one who opened the door was a little lama. I didn't know if the Lama could understand my words, so I pointed to the direction of Lhasa, which meant that we came from where we came here to worship Buddha. As a result, the Lama nodded to me and said, "I can understand Chinese. Are you here to find Lama Zhayi? The master has already calculated that you will come today, come in."

Banle Lama has calculated that I will come over? This surprised me very much, but I didn't have time to think about it. The little lama had already moved away from his body and signaled me to walk in. I walked into the yard and saw Zayi Lama and a very old lama sitting in the yard. Seeing me in, Zayi Lama and the old lama both looked at me. To be honest, I was even a little scared when I saw Banle Lama. I imagined that he should be an extremely paranormal appearance, but in front of him, his skin and bones were almost peeling off, his body was covered with age spots, and his eyelids had drooped down and almost blocked his eyes. This turned his eyes into an inverted triangle, which made people feel "exposed" when looking at people.

The two of them should be talking about something. After I came, they stopped. I didn't know what to say. After all, the Zhayi Lama hid from me, but I chased me here reluctantly. At this moment, the old lama suddenly stood up. He stood up very hard. Zhayi Lama seemed to be very respectful to this Bander Lama and hurried up to support him. Bander Lama walked to me. Bander Lama stretched out her hand and seemed to give me a hug. I don't know if this is a special welcome etiquette. I can only force myself.

I walked over and picked up Banle Lama. Banle Lama's hand slapped my back, and started to pat my shoulders down, and finally patted my waist. I didn't dare to ask or speak, but at this moment, I suddenly felt a warm current rushing down from my heavenly spirit cover and began to flow down my spine. I was very familiar with this warm current. At this moment, I was so excited that I couldn't help but look at him excitedly and said, "Thank you."

Lama Banle nodded and patted my shoulder. I immediately sat down and began to recite the mantra silently for luck.

This is the first time I have felt the energy in my body since I was ruined in Tianjin!

I didn't expect that as soon as I met, Lama Banle gave me this gift that I would never have imagined!

I closed my eyes and let the qi that started from scratch walk along my body. I could feel this qi carrying a golden light. The qi is where the qi is located. My previously damaged meridians will be completely renewed. When I circulate this qi from my body for a large circulation, the smashed dantian qi veins condensed again.

I opened my eyes and vomited a breath of turbid air. I didn't know how to describe my mood at this time. I knelt down to Lama Banle and said, "Thank you Master Banle!"

"The old Taoist Chengfeng from Longhu Mountain is willing to give you his own copper coins sword to ensure you have been safe for twenty-three years. I am not as good as the old Taoist Chengfeng, and I can't be too stingy when I first meet. Get up, I can't bear your kneeling." said Lama Banle.

The fluent Chinese language of Banle Lama surprised me even more. The little lama who opened the door smiled and said, "In his early years, the master traveled around the world. He climbed Longhu Mountain to discuss Taoism with Dazhenren of Taoism, and also watched the scene of foggy pine and snow in Wudang Mountain. Even the bent back Lao Liu sat opposite the master to drink tea, and even learned a corner of the secret of heaven at the foot of Qinglong Mountain. The master was very familiar with the things in the Central Plains."

Master Banle said, "Don't boast, it's just that you have lived a little longer and walked a little longer. In the end, it's just a vain. My friend, someone is waiting for you in the house. This disaster of Zhiren's rebirth is a huge opportunity for you. How much you can grasp and understand is all your own fortune."

I pointed to the temple door in front of me and said, "Little Lama Zhiyuan is inside?"

Master Banle nodded and signaled me to walk into the house. I walked towards the temple gate. When I opened the door, I smelled a pleasant smell of hidden fragrance. An incense burner was emitting smoke, and a slender back was facing me at this moment. In front of us, there was an ancient statue of god.

The back in front of me can be said to be the current Zhiyuan Little Poker, or it can be said to be the Master Zhiren who entered the mountain back then.

I coughed gently, and the back in front turned gently.

I could still see my tenderness on his face. The tenderness was full of scriptures. His eyes were white, and his pupils could no longer be seen. The image of my whole person was indescribable. I opened my mouth, not knowing why he should be called him, and suddenly felt uncomfortable.

He waved to me, I took a deep breath and walked towards him. When I walked to him, he sat down and said, "I should listen to you, don't go to that place."

"Where?" I asked.

"There is a very bright light there. The sun seemed to be right in front of me. I saw the gods and Buddhas in the sky. At the feet of the gods and Buddhas, there were endless seas of corpses and blood. I continued to walk forward and saw many people like that. One of them came over and grabbed my hand and started walking back. I couldn't feel the direction, but I just felt it was bright around me. Finally, I passed through the infinite light and woke up again. Now it was about to take me away. It was very angry. I had no choice. I had no time anymore." The little Lama Zhiyuan said with difficulty.

After saying that, he suddenly stretched out his hand and placed it on my head. He said anxiously: "You gave me an opportunity back then, so that I could taste the fireworks of the world for sixteen years. The cause of that year will be returned to you today."

Then the blood blurred my eyes, and the blood began to spread from the palm of his hand along the top of my head to my whole body. I wanted to struggle, but found that I could not move at all, so the little Lama Zhiyuan began to recite scriptures.

His body began to crack, the statue of the god in the room shaking, and the whole temple was almost collapsed. At this time, Master Banle walked into the room and stomped his feet gently. Everything returned to peace. Only the chanting of the little Lama Zhiyuan was left in the room.

In the blur of blood, I seemed to see a man walking to the edge of the Mapanyongcuo Lake, and above his head, there were ninety-ninety-eighty giant dragons.

I saw another, nine dragons pulled their coffin and rushed out from the bottom of the lake, nine dragons roaring and soaring above the nine heavens.

The chanting of the scriptures stopped, and the little Lama Zhiyuan stood up, and began to outline my body with his hand as a pen. He actually wanted to use his blood to compose a Buddhist scripture on my body.

Finally, Lama Zhiyuan sat down, folded his hands together, and sat in place.

The scriptures drawn with his blood emitted golden lights on me, and there was endless power in this golden light. I closed my eyes and took my breath and walked. By my brain, there seemed to be millions of Buddhas chanting scriptures. The scriptures drawn with blood penetrated into every inch of my skin.

I don't know how long it took.

All I know is that this time my whole body has been tempered by the power of scriptures.
Chapter completed!