Tianyan Jianbao

Chapter 85 Mutation

Chapter 85 Mutation
"Don't worry, everyone. Maybe Wang Haoming has already returned to the hotel. Let's wait here for a while. If the lamas in the temple can't find Wang Haoming again, let's go back to the hotel to have a look."

Lin Jiahao spoke to comfort Luo Yuwei, although seeing Luo Yuwei anxious about Wang Haoming, she felt a little jealous.

However, he and Wang Haoming have been getting along well these days, and they don't have the idea of ​​gloating.

"We came to the temple before two o'clock, and we have been guarding here. If Wang Haoming wants to go out, he must be able to see us. He should still be in the temple."

Mao Yong, who had been silent all this time, said, "They are now at the entrance of the Jokhang Temple, next to the management office where the fees are charged. People who come in and out have to pass through here, plus a few people who have intentions, if Wang Haoming starts here." If they go out, even if Wang Haoming can't see them, they will see Wang Haoming.

"The Jokhang Temple has several exits, and you can also go out through the side door."

Lama Gegu said that he was kind, but he did not expect such a thing to happen. As Lama Tiequan of Jokhang Temple, he felt very uncomfortable. He sent many young lamas to various scenic spots in the temple. I looked for it.

Someone disappeared in the temple. As far as the Jokhang Temple is concerned, it may not have a good reputation. Therefore, many lamas are looking for a tourist named Wang Haoming.

By this time it was getting late.Most of the tourists have already left the Jokhang Temple, but these lamas searched for a long time in various hall attractions, but in vain, no trace of Wang Haoming was found.

In the room where Wang Haoming lived, there was only one window near the corridor on the first floor.The rest are closed, and the walls around the room are covered with Thangkas.

The most precious thangka is a piece of fabric thangka with colorful patterns, with pearls, jade and gemstones interspersed with gold threads.

The patterns on these thangkas include Jataka and Buddha biography showing Sakyamuni's life and various stories in his previous life, the statue of King Songtsan Gampo, and the statues of Princess Wencheng, Princess Jincheng, Princess Chizun and other concubines. They are all portraits of people, and they are made vividly.

After Wang Haoming stepped into the room, before he had time to see the room clearly, he was brought into that kind of illusory pleasure. At that time, Wang Haoming had already forgotten where he was and why he came here. up.

He naturally would not have thought that because he had searched the sky outside, he did not know the current time at all. Wang Haoming, who had stood in the room for four or five hours, did not feel the slightest fatigue. On the contrary, his spirit The condition has never been better.

And the spiritual power in Wang Haoming's eyes also underwent an earth-shaking change, the golden color had turned into a purple-gold color.

Closing his eyes and carefully experiencing the changes, Wang Haoming found again that a small space seemed to be opened up by those purple-gold spiritual powers in his pupils.

A trace of spiritual power entered the eyeball from the outside, penetrated into that space and walked around, and then returned to around the eye sockets. During this process, Wang Haoming felt that the trace of spiritual power seemed to have grown stronger. point.

Now, if someone uses a magnifying glass of more than ten times to observe Wang Haoming's eyes, he will find that there is a small pupil in the pupil of his eye, the big pupil is covered with a small pupil, and the ring is interlocking.

Of course, even Wang Haoming didn't know about this change, and it was impossible for him to let others observe his eyes with a magnifying glass.

Feeling has been lost from this.The spiritual power was absorbed in the room again, Wang Haoming slowly opened his eyes, but found that the sun was setting and it was almost dusk outside the window, so he opened his mouth wide in surprise.

He clearly remembered that when he entered this room, it was only after one o'clock in the afternoon, which was the time when the sun was shining and there were many tourists.

In Wang Haoming's consciousness, he only felt that he had not stepped into this room for a long time, that is, he had opened his eyes and closed his eyes, but he didn't expect that the afternoon had passed, so he quickly looked at the watch on his wrist. Fortunately, the date had not changed. Otherwise, he will doubt whether he is like what is written in the book, a day in the mountains, a thousand years in the world.

Wang Haoming turned his head slightly, but he heard the sound of "click" joints twisting from his neck. Thinking of lifting his feet, he felt his legs sore, and almost fell to the ground.

Just now Wang Haoming was immersed in the pleasure of upgrading his spiritual power, and he couldn't feel any discomfort in his body. Now that his soul and soul are returning to their positions, he finds that there is no place to feel comfortable all over his body.

You know, even if you practice standing still in the army, it is only one or two hours, which is considered a relatively long time.

For example, Wang Haoming remained motionless for four to five hours, not to mention standing, even sitting still, I am afraid that only the great lamas with advanced cultivation in the Jokhang Temple can do it!
The spirit is extremely excited, and there is no way to eliminate physical fatigue. At this time, Wang Haoming is like a contradictory body. His brain is extremely clear, but his body is extremely tired. He can't even walk normally. He wanted to sit down on the ground.

"Hey, that's stupid."

Wang Haoming knocked off his head, and the spiritual power he had just replenished would come in handy now, and here, it seemed that he didn't need to worry about the consumption of spiritual power.

Although the spiritual power in his eyes had reached its peak and could no longer be absorbed from the room, Wang Haoming could feel that the spiritual power in this room was still abundant, and what he had absorbed was only a drop in the bucket.

Lowering his head, Wang Haoming looked at his two legs first, and the use of spiritual power seemed to have changed a lot, so he didn't need to focus on it anymore.

Wang Haoming felt that the spiritual power at this time was as flexible as his own fingers, as long as he followed his will, he could release it out of the body, and the amount released did not need to be deliberately controlled.

It can even make the traces of spiritual power adhere to the surface of the thigh muscles without penetrating in. Wang Haoming couldn't help but feel the feeling of being in control.

Not to his surprise, when the traces of spiritual power entered every joint of the body, the original feeling of fatigue was swept away, and the wound on the arm was also completely healed under the effect of spiritual power.

What surprised Wang Haoming even more was that after using so much spiritual power, only one-fifth of the total spiritual power was consumed, and when using spiritual power in the past, there would be a slight soreness in the eyes, but now they no longer feel it. Arrived.

Wang Haoming's heart moved, he raised his head, and looked at a thangka hanging on the wall directly in front of him. He was more than four or five meters away from the thangka, but the spiritual power in his eyes followed his sight, directly Just enter the thangka.

Wang Haoming could clearly sense the spiritual power flowing in the Thangka, but he was a little surprised that he was still unable to absorb the spiritual power as he was downstairs.

Feeling a little unwilling, Wang Haoming tried again. This time he found that the spiritual power in Thangka was also colored. This was not what he saw through the spiritual power in his eyes, but purely a feeling. He could even feel the total amount of spiritual power contained in this Thangka.

"Spiritual power has been upgraded, so it shouldn't be a bad thing."

Wang Haoming can only comfort himself in this way at the moment.

"Hey, why is the door closed?"

Wang Haoming turned around and walked to the door he came in, and was slightly taken aback. He clearly remembered that he didn't close the door after he came in.

This red-painted wooden door is pulled from the inside. Wang Haoming stretched out his hand to hold the door handle. When he opened the door, he unexpectedly found that there was a person standing outside the door, where he came in. Young lama.

Looking at his face alone, he looked about seventeen or eighteen years old. Wang Haoming even saw a few youthful and beautiful pimples growing on his face.

"Rinpoche, you have come out, Zhu Bigu, please go."

When the little lama saw Wang Haoming open the door, his face was filled with joy. It seemed that he had been waiting here for a long time.

It's just that his Chinese is really not that good, and the name is mixed with Tibetan, which makes Wang Haoming a little confused, but he can hear the general meaning clearly, as if someone invited him to meet.

"My name is Wang Haoming, not Rinpoche. My little master, are you sure that the one you said, "Zhu Bigu" invited me?"

Wang Haoming was afraid that the little lama made a mistake, so he asked about it.

Furthermore, Wang Haoming was also a little guilty. After seeing the many expensive thangkas in that room just now, he also knew that he had entered a place that he shouldn't have entered. He was afraid that this little lama was here to settle accounts with him.

"That's right, Rinpoche is, in Chinese, the meaning of honored guest, and "Zhu Bigu" is what you Han people call Living Buddha."

(End of this chapter)

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