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At that time, Monk Fa Ming was waiting for the appearance of Losang Lhunpa.

Now this old monk actually said that he was waiting for them to appear?

You have to know that they watched Ye Zhen's show on a whim.

Only then would they come to the Red Palace to look for the people from that time.

But along the way, everyone said that they didn't know what happened that year.

But they all said it was in the Buddhist hall at the deepest part of the Red Palace.

There was a monk with the longest seniority.

He had been meditating in that dilapidated Buddhist temple for a long time.

It was so long that no one knew how long he had been practicing there.

The old monk stood up, he was extremely skinny.

But it is not the feeling of malnutrition that everyone imagines.

His face was black with a strange red color.

When the old monk stood up from his meditation posture.

The people present had an illusion that the old monk seemed inexplicably tall.

Let them have a feeling of looking up.

But it was only for a moment.

It was only after the old monk stood up that they noticed the old man in front of them.

There is a sense of refinement similar to that of fine steel.

The body seems to be condensed as if it had been tempered through thousands of hammers.

This was the first time they saw someone so thin yet not looking weak.

It’s a very contradictory feeling.

There was clearly a thin old man in front of me.

But it gives people the feeling that he is very strong.

"Master." One of the locals greeted the old monk with his hands clasped together.

"You said you are Master Fa Ming's apprentice, right?" the local man wearing a hat asked again.

Master Chepo Rinpoche looked at the young people who had arrived.

“I didn’t expect that the people my master asked me to wait for were you guys.” For some reason, Master Cheboren seemed to feel relieved.

The others were curious, "Master, what should I call you?"

Chepo Rin replied, “My name is Chepo Rin.”

“Master Chepo Rin, is Master Faming really your master?”

"You just said that it was your master, Monk Fa Ming, who asked you to wait for us here?"

They had countless questions in their minds that they wanted to ask the Master Chepo Rin in front of them.

"That's right, when Master accepted me as his apprentice."

"I have already been told in advance about my future mission."

“It means waiting for someone to appear at some point in the future.”

“When someone mentions the Master’s name, those people are the ones I am waiting for.”

Cheporen was the last disciple accepted by Monk Fa Ming.

At that time, Master Fa Ming accepted Chepo Ren as his disciple.

Just one year later, Monk Fa Ming passed away.

So, in fact, Chepo Rinpoche only studied the Dharma with Master Fa Ming for one year.

It’s only been one year, but it’s this year.

This laid a solid foundation for Cheporen.

But it is also because Chepo Rinpoche himself has wisdom.

In the days that followed, whether it was debating Buddhist teachings or various scripture debates.

Chepo Rinpoche never failed.

At the age of twelve, he was already the most famous guru in the area.

It was also from that time that Chepo Rinpoche began to be in seclusion.

I have been waiting until now.

During this process, Chepo Ren also doubted the words of his master, Monk Fa Ming.

When the master accepted him as a disciple.

I just asked him a question.

"Can you promise me that no one will leave the Potala Palace?"

"Until the day the person I asked you to wait for arrives."

As a child, Chepo Rin agreed without even thinking about it.

Because when he was a child, the Potala Palace was Chepochen's whole world.

The entire palace was so large that he could not tour it all in his lifetime.

Even if I never go out for the rest of my life, it doesn’t matter.

When Chepo Rinpoche grew up, the promise he made to his master became like a kind of shackle.

It was deeply trapped on Cheboren.

He never left the Potala Palace in his life. At that time, everyone outside knew that there was a peerless Buddhist in the Red Palace.

He was well-versed in Buddhist scriptures at a young age and had great wisdom.

Many well-known Buddhist masters were impressed by Cheporen's eloquent speech.

At that time, someone asked Cheporen to leave.

Let him spread their Buddhism.

But Cheporen shook his head and said, "It is not the right time yet."

Everyone knows that monks love to make witty remarks.

Originally everyone thought that Chepo Rin felt that he was too young.

There is still a lot to learn.

They are all waiting for the day when Cheporen comes out.

They just waited.

One year, ten years, twenty years.

until today.

Chepo Rin's name has been forgotten by the world.

He became a character similar to Shang Zhongyong.

He has become what the monks today call the oldest monk.

Although some monks were curious about Chepo Rin's identity.

But at that time, not many people knew Chepo Ren's identity.

Even some people who once knew about Chepo Ren’s glorious history.

Nor do they want to mention the Buddhist who was once hailed as the most intelligent.

Only Cheporen knows everything about himself.

They were all taught by my own master, Fa Ming Jiao.

I am just repeating what others have said.

What's more, he has an agreement with his master.

"Master, the agreement between you and me has finally been fulfilled."

"Disciple has not forgotten."

“But Master.” Cheboren’s bright eyes looked toward the sky outside the temple.

"The person you told me to wait for has appeared, but you forgot to tell me what to do next."

Several people looked at Master Cheporen.

Based on what they had seen on Ye Zhen’s show.

And their memories.

If history is a cycle.

Could it be that any of them is equivalent to Losang Lhamoba of the past?

People present, you look at me, I look at you.

Cheporen lowered his head and said, "Dear donors, what is the matter?"

"We originally came here to look for Monk Fa Ming."

"At first we thought you were the monk Fa Ming from back then."

"Everyone thought he was alive and well."

Master Cheporen shook his head and said, "My master has passed away a long time ago. I am his last disciple."

Someone else excitedly asked, "Wow, are you really Master Fa Ming's disciple?"

"I heard that Master Fa Ming lived for more than a thousand years."

"You are his apprentice, so you have inherited his legacy."

“Excuse me, Master Chepo Rin, how old are you this year?”

Cheporen suddenly lost his mind for a moment. How old is he this year?

Sit in meditation in the Buddhist temple day and night and practice.

Rangcheboren has forgotten his age and the passage of time outside.

"What year of the Republic of China is it now?" Cheporen suddenly asked this question.

This left everyone present dumbfounded.

Ah? Republic of China?

If it weren't for the serious look on the face of the person in front of me.

They would definitely think Chepo Ren was joking.

“Master Chepo Rin, the Republic of China has been over for a long time.”

"It is now 2024 in the Gregorian calendar." One of them answered seriously.

Is there a normal person who doesn’t know what year it is?

Forget it if you don’t know.

The old man in front of me even got the dynasty wrong.

It feels like a day in the mountains is a thousand years in the world. (End of this chapter)