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【2072】into Tibet

Zhuzhu rushed out of the house like Tian Lingfeng, and watched Yan Bei chase after him quickly. Her clear pupils were a little reluctant, but she quickly covered her face and continued to chat with Mu Yan and the others with a smile.

Because, Tianling said that he had told her privately that he had to deal with some things tonight and could not come back, so he asked her to take good care of himself.

Zhuzhu naturally trusted Tianling 100%. Judging from his hurrying appearance, she only felt sorry for her and hoped that he would not be tired of running around and working too hard.

The flowing light is like a lotus, quiet and peaceful.

Until the evening, Tianling did not return. Xu Ersheng and his wife looked at Zhuzhu in surprise and asked her where Tianling had gone.

Zhuzhu smiled and said warmly: "He said he had something to go on a business trip, so after chatting with my cousin in the afternoon, he hurriedly took Yan Bei away. I heard from Yan Xi that he sent them to the airport."

"Is that?" Xu Ersheng frowned: "Tianling is still very hard work. He has been reluctant to let you stay at home alone these years. If you have any questions, you always ask Yan Xiyanbei to run errands. This time he went there in person, and I think it must be something important."

"Yeah." Zhuzhu responded and went to the restaurant with everyone for dinner.

Ling Xu was happy like a child, with an innocent smile on his face.

In his opinion, Tian Ling must have sent the Ye Mingzhu he gave to Xiao Xing'er personally. Thinking of Xiao Xing'er being able to receive his feelings today, Ling Xu's heart was sweet and his eyes were bright, but when Ruirui grabbed a pigeon leg, a trace of guilt passed by, restrained her smile, and buried her head in the meal.

However, what everyone didn't know was that Tianling did lead Yan Bei to the airport.

But the destination he flew to was Tibet!

After six hours of flight, Tianling and Yanxi arrived at the Lhasa Gongga Airport in Tibet, which is the highest airport in the world, with an altitude of more than 4,000 meters.

When they left the airport, Tianling and Yan Bei both had difficulty breathing and felt fluttering. The two quickly took a taxi and found a hotel. After a big meal, they took a shower and slept to replenish their energy.

The next morning, Tianling took Yan Bei to take a taxi and headed to Chubu Temple without stopping.

Gradually adapting to the air pressure here, the two of them were always strong in their physical condition, and the impact of altitude sickness gradually improved, and they also began to enjoy the scenery of Tibet along the way.

For this place, Tianling always had an indescribable feeling in his heart. Looking at the mountains outside the window, the snow on the top of the mountain, the blue sky and the snow-white clouds, it seemed that he could pick it off with his hand.

Along the way, they often see Buddhist believers put their hands together every two or three steps, then kneel on the ground, lie down, and then slowly stand up. Then repeat this, with their faces facing the direction of Chubu Monastery.

Yan Bei came here for the first time and felt strange about the things he saw along the way.

Tian Ling smiled slightly and explained: "The whole people of Tibet believe in Buddhism. This is a holy place for Buddhism. Every day, many people go to Chubu Monastery from all over the world to worship. Most of them are like this. They kowtow at three steps and kneel down devoutly in the direction of Chubu Monastery. Some people will spend months, or even years, and keep kneeling all the way to Chubu Monastery. It is common for them to grind and bleeding on their knees and palms. In their eyes, this is called practice, which is a manifestation of piety."

Yan Bei: "..."

After driving for about an hour, Yan Bei saw countless vultures flying from the sky. He had never seen so many vultures, hundreds, or more...

He was excited to say something, but Tian Ling stopped him in time.

Tian Ling leaned into his ear and said softly: "There is a sky burial platform nearby. The bodies of Tibetans after their death will be sent to the sky burial platform for the vulture to share the food. This is a custom and culture. It is a sky burial. Tibetans believe that only when the corpse is eaten by the vulture, the human soul can reach heaven. If the vulture fails to eat the corpse, it is an unlucky symbol. Don't be excited or commented. Here, the sky burial is not allowed to be discussed, and don't cause unnecessary trouble."

Yan Bei felt a chill on his back, and subconsciously glanced at the driver who was driving. Then he realized that the driver was also a Tibetan, so he didn't say much.

Gradually, there were more monks along the way, and Tianling Yanbei finally arrived at the legendary Chubu Monastery.

This is his second time here.

Looking around, the maroon and bright yellow form the magnificent temple walls, just as the monks here always wear maroon monk robes, and there is a bright yellow monk robe on the outside. At the door, the pure white cloth banners and mulberry embroidered with indigo totems, covering the hall door like a curtain.

Tian Ling covered his chest, wondering if he was influenced by Ye Mingzhu along the way. He wanted to see the Great Treasure Dharma King quickly, and to eliminate Ye Mingzhu's evil aura, and to save Zhuzhu's desire to become stronger and stronger.

He immediately contacted Rinpoche, one of the four sons of the Great Treasure Dharma King, who sat down. The last time he took Zhuzhu to leave here, the other party gave him a mobile phone number. For so many years, he only dialed the phone when he discovered that Ye Mingzhu was different the night before yesterday.

Soon, two governors came out and welcomed Tianling and Yan Bei in.

Along the way, when he met the monks who passed by, Yan Bei would see them salute to the governor who led him. Only then did he realize that there would be such a severe concept of hierarchy in the temple.

The governor took Tian Ling to a room dedicated to the private reception of the Living Buddha, and informed Yan Bei to wait outside the room and not to enter.

Tian Ling gave Yan Bei a look of peace and couldn't wait to step in with the guidance of the governor.

In the room.

Rinpoche, one of the four sons under the throne of the Great Treasure Dharma, had already brewed tea and sat quietly and waited.

Tian Ling looked up and looked at the face of the living Buddha in front of him, which was more fruitful and compassionate than more than ten years ago. He smiled and went forward, Tian Ling said, "Master, long time no see. I came here to sincerely pay homage to the Great Treasure Dharma King."

Rinpoche raised his hand gently, and several of his waiters went out respectfully.

"The Dharma King went abroad to give lectures, and today is not in the temple." Rinpoche's face was filled with a peaceful smile, and he looked at Tianling's heart position steadily. The kindness between his eyebrows was slightly restrained, and he invited Tianling to sit opposite him and poured him a cup of tea with his own hands.

Tian Ling quickly picked it up and drank the cup of tea in one go.

Rinpoche opened the drawer under the table, took out an exquisite box, opened it, and said, "I saw countless evil typhes surrounding your heart, destroying your mind and amplifying your greed. This thing will be left here for one night, and I will return it tomorrow morning."
Chapter completed!
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