I Am the Corpse Master

　　"Everyone, in order to find the real body of the first saint Dase Living Buddha, today we will hold a scripture debate conference for confirmation. The conference includes three kinds of spiritual power tests. The first test is to test the knowledge of the two of them about Buddhism."

　　Atisha stood in the center of the venue and announced the official start of the debate conference, and he would preside over the conference.

　　Xiao Xiami and Lobsang, dressed in monk robes, put their hands together and answered a few questions that Atisha then asked.

　　"In order to verify that the questions answered by the two of you are relying on spirituality rather than memory, please pass the holy fire."

　　Atisha looked at Phagpa who was sitting on the lotus platform behind him. The latter's palms shone with golden light, and his hands formed a large vajra wheel mark, then turned into a lion mark, and finally pointed to a touch mark, and the little shrimp and Luosang There was a raging fire in front of him.

　　"Karma fire."

　　Jiang Lin's assessment of his strength rose a bit when he saw that Ba Siba showed this move.

　　This kind of flame is no trivial matter. If Jiang Lin does not rely on his own Yang Yan, he will lose a layer of skin if he is touched by this kind of karmic fire.

　　Mortal fire burns the body, karmic fire refines the soul.

　　"The background of the Potala Palace is indeed no trivial matter."

　　Mao Xiaofang frowned slightly, thinking to himself that if he were to fight Ba Siba and fight with him, he would lose more and win less.

　　Luosang recited the Buddha of Infinite Longevity, walked into the flame, radiated precious light all over his body, and passed through the sacred fire.

　　Xiao Xiami was also unambiguous, and closed his eyes and broke in. Like Luo Sang, he was not hurt.

　　"Master, it seems that Xiao Xiami has some luck."

　　"Such a violent fire didn't hurt him."

　　Mao Xiaofang shook his head and said to the two apprentices: "Buddhist says a word for fate, maybe Xiaoximi really has a relationship with Buddhism."

　　The subsequent test was to let Xiao Xiami and Luo Sang search for the utensils used by Lama Dase in some instruments. Luo Sang took a bowl, and Xiao Xi Mi tossed for a while, turning over the cassock at the bottom, but put the cassock on the bottom. All other objects were knocked over.

　　Seeing this, Atisha couldn't help frowning, and seemed to be a little disgusted by the behavior of Xiao Xiami.

　　"Well, the bowl was used when I was holy first, and that cassock was also worn by the living Buddha in the previous life."

　　Sitting on another lotus platform, Nyingma Living Buddha, who has not spoken, smiled and nodded, and there was a hint of relief in Xiao Xiami's eyes.

　　Ba Siba also looked at Xiao Xiami, his face was neither happy nor sad, but a cold light flashed in his eyes.

　　Now that Ningma Living Buddha spoke up, Atisha did not continue to show his black face. After all, until now, Xiao Xiami and Luo Sang are still on the same level. If it is obvious that he has an attitude of likes and dislikes, some people may discuss the conference. of fairness.

　　The first two levels have passed, Atisha explained to everyone that the last level is to identify the spirit bird. The spirit bird in the Potala Palace has always followed the living Buddha of the previous generation, and can identify who is the real spirit boy.

　　The lamas blew the trumpet, and the call signal was sent to the distance, but after waiting for a while, there was no sign of the spiritual bird.

　　"Fellow Daoist, the spiritual bird in the Potala Palace will not let you take it away, will it?"

　　Mao Xiaofang suddenly thought that when they went to rescue Xiao Xiami and Luo Sang together, it was the spirit bird that Jiang Lin dealt with.

　　"I want to stew it and give my wives a feast."

　　Jiang Lin rolled his eyes, he Li Yangju is not afraid of things, and he will not be too busy to ask for trouble, and that starling is not with him.

　　"..."

　　You really have this idea!

　　Mao Xiaofang was quite speechless, Jiang Lin actually had the urge to stew other people's mountain-protecting spirit beasts.

　　"It seems that the spiritual bird is somewhat blocked and cannot come. According to the esoteric law, if the spiritual bird is not available, this seat will do the final test."

　　Pasibala said loudly, and then asked Nyingma Living Buddha: "Ningma Living Buddha, you won't object, right?"

　　"The Buddha of Infinite Life."

　　Nyingma Living Buddha recited the Buddha's name, and he had no opinion.

　　"Princess Nine Heavens!"

　　Pasiba's hands turned like wheels, and several fab cloths were captured by him from the air, winding on the ground like long snakes, and finally they built a cloth table, and then a rosette flew up and landed on the cloth table. superior.

　　When the palms folded together, smoke was sprayed between the palms. Eighteen lotus flowers with stems appeared out of thin air and flew out, before landing on the lotus platform, forming two lotus queues.

　　After doing all this, Ba Siba glanced at Jiang Lin intentionally or unintentionally.

　　Hehe, showing these few hands, dare to show me the means.

　　Jiang Lin saw it in his eyes, but there was no fluctuation in his heart. He really didn't have such an ability, but it didn't mean anything.

　　If he really wants to fight, he will let Phasiba know what terror is.

　　"The real soul boy can step on the lotus and climb the lotus pedestal of the Buddha seat, please."

　　Ba Siba's voice fell behind, and Luosang and Xiao Xiami stepped on it. The strange thing was that the lotus branch was stronger than the stairs and could bear the weight of the two of them.

　　The two children marched head-to-head, and when they were still one step away from the Buddha's seat, the lotus branch at Xiao Xiami's feet suddenly broke, and he also fell to the ground, while Lobsang climbed onto the Buddha's seat.

　　It turned out to be a dark box operation.

　　Jiang Lin squinted his eyes. Just now, a wave of spiritual energy suddenly appeared on Ba Siba's body. Although it was extremely weak, Jiang Lin still sensed it.

　　Nyingma Rinpoche's eyelids moved slightly, and then he looked like he was in meditation again.

Phasipa glanced at Nyingma Living Buddha, and saw that he had no expression, and he was slightly relieved.

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