genius divination

Chapter 521 Blessing
The Potala Palace is divided into two parts, the White House and the Red Palace. As soon as Fan Jiannan and others walked to the door, a lama came out from inside.This lama is young, with a healthy complexion unique to Tibetans.He stopped Fan Jiannan very respectfully, and saluted, "Sir, I'm sorry to bother you. Master is here to welcome you."

Fan Jiannan smiled slightly, "Master is really waiting for me?"

"Yes, after the morning class this morning, the master told me to wait here. Please." The young lama nodded.

Fan Jiannan and others followed the lama into the White House through a small door, and came to a magnificent hall. In the center of the hall was a golden chair. There are portraits of Dalai Lamas in the past.There are exquisite murals painted on the surrounding walls, some are Buddhist stories, some are historical stories, although after a hundred years, the colors of these murals are still very bright.It gives people the impression of resplendent and resplendent, with apricot-yellow curtains and satin everywhere, appearing authoritative and luxurious.

But the lama did not stay in the White House, but came out of the White House, turned the winding stairs, and entered the Red Palace.There are the spiritual pagodas of the Dalai Lamas, various Buddhist halls, and the statues in the earliest stone caves of Songtsan Gampo and Princess Wencheng. It is said that the Potala Palace is based on this stone cave and is constantly being built and expanded. , and finally become the current scale.

Fan Jiannan and others followed this lama, passing through one after another pagoda hall, Guanyin hall, different Buddhist halls, scripture halls, looking at the dazzling murals, the pagodas made of gold and studded with various rare gemstones, and beautiful Buddha statues. The greatness and subtlety of XZ Buddhist art is breathtaking.What surprised Fan Jiannan even more was that everything here contained impressive mana fluctuations.Obviously, it is the imprint of magic techniques left by the eminent monks of all dynasties practicing here.

Jason and the others did not dare to be negligent, they mixed among the ordinary tourists and followed behind Fan Jiannan and the others.But when he walked to the Red Palace, the young lama stopped before a small gate.Turning around with a slight smile, he said, "Everyone, the master does not like crowds during his meditation. Please, Mr. Fan and Mr. Jason, come in with me. The rest of you, please rest here for a while."

Long Bold frowned slightly, and was about to speak.Po Jun suddenly waved his hand and patted his arm lightly, signaling him not to speak too much.Fan Jiannan smiled slightly, "It seems that the master has indeed made preparations, and even Mr. Jason has made arrangements." He turned his head and said, "Jason, since we are here, why bother to hide it, let's not disappoint the master. Kindness. To be honest, it is an honor to be entitled to see the Guru."

Jason knew that he couldn't hide it from Fan Jiannan, and he didn't want to hide it. He walked out of the crowd slowly, "Then I'll ask the master to lead the way." Regardless of the objections of the wizards behind him, he walked into the small door with Fan Jiannan.

The room inside is very large and empty, with almost no furniture, and it is like a different world from the luxurious style outside.The young master in the moon-white monk's robe sat cross-legged there, and when he saw Fan Jiannan and Jason coming in, he nodded and saluted them.

After the young lama who led the way brought Fan Jiannan and others in, he bowed humbly and retreated immediately.

"Master, it feels like we just parted in Zhangmu Town. I didn't expect that we would meet again so soon." Fan Jiannan walked over with a smile and sat cross-legged on the ground.

The tantric master said indifferently, "We are destined. Otherwise, I would not have seen you last time. If there is no parting, how can there be reunion? In a sense, parting is for reunion. Mr. Jason, please sit down Bar."

Jason nodded reluctantly and sat down. "I'm very happy to see the master again, but I don't know why the master wants to see us?"

The tantric master smiled slightly. Although he was smiling, there was no trace of joy on his young face.He sighed and said, "I invite you two to come today, I just want to ask you two for advice on one thing."

"Oh?" Fan Jiannan glanced at the tantric master strangely.

"I don't dare to ask for advice. The master is Zhu Bigu, who has accumulated the knowledge passed down from generations of Buddhist senior monks. Is there anything else you want to ask me?" Fan Jiannan frowned.

The tantra master nodded and said, "Yes. Not only do I want to ask you, but I also want to ask you two."

Jason was even more surprised. He glanced at Fan Jiannan, and patiently said to the tantric master, "I don't know what the master said?"

"You two are from outside. You must have seen the pilgrims outside." The tantric master looked out the window and said in a low voice.

Jason frowned slightly, and looked down the window following the eyes of the tantric master.On the way they came just now, they did encounter groups of Tibetans shaking prayer tubes in one hand and holding rosary beads in the other.May in the Tibetan calendar is considered an auspicious month, and today is an auspicious day for Tibetan Buddhism, so many people come to the Potala Palace for pilgrimage and worship, which has become a unique scenery on the street.

Some of these Tibetans took out two pieces of sheepskin the size of a palm from their backpacks and placed them side by side on the ground. On the sheepskin, he slid forward, and his whole body stuck to the ground.Then get up and bow down again.Repeatedly, tirelessly.

Some turned the prayer wheel clockwise, chanted the Buddha's name, and walked slowly around the Potala Palace.The three sides of the Potala Palace are surrounded by hundreds of copper prayer wheels fixed on wooden frames.These 50-centimeter-high prayer wheels are lined with raised Tibetan characters on the surface, and some of them are wrapped with white khatas. "They are made by the believers themselves." The tantric master glanced at Fan Jiannan. "There are scriptures inside. Pushing the prayer wheel means that you have recited the scriptures."

Fan Jiannan saw from the window that among the believers voluntarily queuing up to pray, some lubricated the shaft of the prayer wheel, and some used a small shovel to remove dirt from the wooden frame.

The tantric master said slowly, "Tell me, what do you see in these believers?"

"Pious." Fan Jiannan said slowly.

The tantric master nodded, and said again, "So, what makes them so pious?"

"Because this is the Potala Palace, the place of faith of countless Buddhists." Jason also said.

"That's right, because they believe that the Buddha can bless them." The tantric master said slowly, "I also believe in this."

Both Fan Jiannan and Jason were silent.

The tantric master said again, "Of course, I didn't come to you to discuss the issue of belief. I just want to tell you what kind of place this is and who are the people outside. As a tantric master, you must I don't care about the matter. But I will never allow any innocent people to be harmed. Do you understand?"

"Master, we didn't mean to hurt anyone." Jason said solemnly.

"It's best if you don't have one. Esoteric Buddhism doesn't get involved in disputes between you. And I don't want to see other people get hurt because of you. So Jason, Fan Jiannan, no matter who you are, don't try to use the people here as yours. chips." The tantric master looked at the crowd in the distance outside the window, and said lightly, "I am their belief, and I will protect them. As for the Dazizai Temple in the snow mountain and the number of days you want to pursue, I don't know. Do not care."

Jason's face was a little gloomy and authentic, "I want to know, is this the attitude of Tantra or the teacher's personal attitude?"

Fan Jiannan smiled wryly, "Jason, don't you understand? The master is Tantra. What he said is the teaching of the living Buddha of Tantra."

Jason's heart twitched suddenly, he looked deeply at the young master's face, and stopped talking.

"It seems that you all understand what I said." The tantra master smiled slightly, "Now let's drink some buttered tea, please."

Jason picked up the cup, but put it down again.Looking at the tantric master, he said, "Master should understand the determination of the European Witchcraft Federation on this matter. Many things are beyond my control. It is this Mr. Fan who has been against us. Since the master does not care about this The matter, does it mean that I killed him, and Tantric Buddhism has no objection? He is not a believer in your Tantric Buddhism."

"I have said long ago that Tantra does not intervene in the affairs between you. The causal cycle, the affairs between you, should be broken by you. Just, don't cause trouble in any place where there are other people. Don't hurt any Tibetans This is our bottom line." The tantric master said slowly.

"What if there is an accidental injury?" Jason looked at the master and said.

"Then all of you from the European Witchcraft Federation will be expelled forever, and you will never be able to set foot on this land again." The tantric master looked at him with a serene expression.

Jason looked at him without saying a word.Because he knew that the young Tantric master opposite him could do it.Without seeing it in person, it's hard to imagine just how much power this tantric guru wields here.As long as he said a word, the European Union of Witchcraft would become the enemy of the entire snow region.They won't find any local guides, and no one will help them anymore.If the guru wanted to, he could drive them out of the Shangri-La Hotel tonight and sleep on the streets.

The identity of the Tantric master is really special, and his existence is the myth in the hearts of these believers.Jason stared at Fan Jiannan fiercely, and couldn't help cursing in his heart: He must have done it on purpose, he was the one who led himself here on purpose.Because they are weak in the snow area and not as powerful as the European Federation of Witchcraft, so he turned a corner and used the power of Tantra to suppress us!The bloody bastard.This time he was tricked again.

"It seems that Mr. Jason has made his statement. Fan Jiannan, what do you say?" The tantric master looked at Fan Jiannan.

"Me?" Fan Jiannan took a sip of butter tea and smiled. "It is said that at the Lingshan meeting, the Brahma King presented the Buddha with golden pineapple flowers and asked the Buddha to speak. However, Shakyamuni Tathagata Buddha did not say a word, but showed the public with a pineapple flower, calmly and peacefully. At that time, all the people and gods in the meeting could not understand the meaning of the Buddha. Only the great disciple of the Buddha, Venerable Kasyapa, understood his meaning. It was a joke. So Sakyamuni gave the flowers to Kasyapa and asked Tell him: "The eye of the righteous law is hidden, the heart is nirvana, the reality has no form, the subtle method, there is no written word, the purpose of teaching outsiders is not to turn, and I will pass it on to you with the method of imprinting the heart."

The tantric master frowned slightly, "What does Mr. Fan mean?"

Fan Jiannan said slowly, "I don't have flowers in my hand, but I have your teacup. Besides, I'm also smiling. Since I'm in touch with you, why bother to ask? Anyway, I promise not to cause trouble on your territory." He stood He got up and said, "Farewell, master. By the way, the butter tea here is really authentic. Mr. Jason might as well drink more." After speaking, he winked at Jason strangely.

Jason glared at him angrily, but there was nothing he could do.

(End of this chapter)