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Chapter 86 Sitting in the Palace

Zhu Hanwen calmed down and looked up. He sat cross-legged in front of him. The old lama looked at him with a smile and then slowly lowered his head. Fan Zhen was kneeling in front of the old lama and chanting sutras in a low voice.

It is the "Mantra of Rebirth" of the Pure Land Sect. It is said that it can help the deceased to be reborn in the Pure Land early. This Brahma Truth is both inclusive and has learned from the supernatural powers of the eight Buddhist sects.

Looking around, okay, there were dense crowds of people, all of whom were filled with sadness and anger. The leader of the great lama and Gongbu were also chanting scriptures in a low voice.

After a while, after several people finished reciting the scriptures, several lamas came over and solemnly put the body of the old man in a golden cloth bag.

At this time, the head lama spoke and said, "Amitabha Buddha, Gongbu, and Living Buddha Renzeng discovered that you were in danger, so they exhausted the power of the Buddha in their bodies and used the power of the golden pagoda to teleport you in. As a result, they passed away from exhaustion," as they said, glanced at the two carriages and continued, "I hope you don't let him sacrifice in vain."

"Danzeng, I brought back the reincarnated spirit child. After drawing the golden urn, I will initiate the selected spirit child." Gongbu did not look up and still maintained the posture of reciting scriptures.

The big lama named Danzeng nodded and turned around and walked out of the hall where the golden tower was. No one noticed that a trace of sinisterness flashed in the corner of his eyes as soon as he turned around. All the monks present stood up and followed him in turn and slowly left behind. The originally crowded hall suddenly became particularly empty, leaving only Zhu Hanwen and his group and five golden towers lined up.

"I finally implicated you. I didn't expect that Tenzeng's obsession was so deep. Before drawing the golden urn, don't leave me half a step away. Zhanduo, Dorje, you must always cheer up and protect the spirit child and not let anyone get close to you." Kampot stood up and kept his head down and could not see his expression at this moment.

"That lama wants to attack us? He is already in a state of obstruction, and he is still thinking about internal friction?" Zhu Hanwen said in confusion.

Gongbu looked up at Zhu Hanwen. When Zhu Hanwen saw Gongbu's face, he was startled and couldn't help but take two steps back.

"You?" Even though Zhu Hanwen felt that his mind was firm enough, he still couldn't even say a complete sentence at this moment. Although the Kampot Lama was over 70 years old, his muscles were tangled all over his body, and his spirit was much stronger than that of an ordinary young man. He had bronze skin, deep eyes, big eyes, straight nose, and thick lips. Just looking at his face, he was a straight and honest monk. But now his whole face had collapsed, and his lips had shrunk together because of the lack of support from teeth. His eyes were dim. Originally, the two thick eyebrows had all faded away, and his eyelids were stacked together. It was very difficult to open his eyes. He looked like an old man who was about to die, forming a huge contrast with the muscles in his body.

"It's okay," Gongbu said lightly, and once again covered his head with a tall yellow monk hat. "As long as the living Buddha sits on the bed, he can re-invigorate all Buddhas to come to pay homage. At that time, the Buddha's light shines on Tibet, and the siege of monsters will be destroyed without attacking."

Zhu Hanwen seemed to hear something. There were living Buddhas and monsters that destroyed themselves, and there were no living Buddhas and monsters that ravaged them. Could it be... Gongbu did not give him a chance to ask questions and continued, "After the living Buddha sits on the bed, everything will be clear. Five days later, draw lots of the golden urn."

After saying that, Gongbu slowly walked to the Jinta, sat cross-legged again, Zhandui and Dorje bowed to Gongbu's back to the end, then placed the sedan chair in front of him, and sat cross-legged behind him. Zhu Hanwen, Hou Lie, Fan Zhen, and Yang Yuan stared at each other with big eyes, no one knew what to do next. Although Fan Zhen's Buddhist teachings were profound, they did not know much about Tibetan rules. After all, the Buddhist scriptures did not talk about customs and humanities. Zhu Hanwen probably knew some rules, but a discerning person could tell that his group of people were not popular at a glance. It was very likely that people would catch the handle when they went out to break freely. After thinking about it, the four of them had to sit down and practice around the three lamas.

During these five days, the few people seemed to have been completely forgotten. No one came to visit, nor did anyone come to deliver water and food. Fortunately, some fish and fruit were stored in the Nine Formation Tower before, and the three lamas also brought enough dry food. Everyone was bored and had enough food to eat and drink, and only one thing left to practice. However, every time Zhu Hanwen looked at Gongbu, he would find that his muscles were slowly shriveling.

Finally, five days later, the Danzeng brought a group of lamas to the entrance of the hall again, "It is worthy of being the Khenpo, the third of the six major temples. Kungbu, your character and sitting skills really make me admire you." In addition to sarcasm and resentment, there was also a bit of admiration in his tone. The Grand Lama of Kungbu finally stood up at this time. He has been sitting like this for the past five days, never moving a little, and has never even been in the toilet. Everyone looked at him at this time without being at all different from the ordinary octogenarians, and even became a little more haggard.

When Tenzeng saw his current appearance, his eyes were full of pride, and his face was still serious. "Today, the golden urn draw lot was drawn, and a total of 4 spiritual children were found in Tibet. Due to the emergency drawing of the lot, the bed sitting ceremony was immediately held."

When Kampot heard him say that there were 4 spiritual children, his eyes leaped slightly, as if he didn't hear it, and led everyone out of the hall. Danzeng and others followed them, walked through an extremely long corridor, and came from the Red Palace to the main hall of the White House. At this time, the entire main hall had been clearly decorated. The main hall, which was more than three meters high, was surrounded by huge Thangkas, and rows of candles shone the corners of the hall to see every corner of the hall. In the middle of the hall, in front of a huge gilded Buddha statue, a huge incense table was a treasure bottle made of pure gold standing quietly on it. There were two little boys sitting cross-legged on the cushion in front of the incense table.

After Danzeng and a group of lamas entered the hall, they saluted the two little boys first, and then worshiped the Buddha statue. After Gongbu came in, he only saluted the Buddha statue and ignored the two children. Danzeng did not accuse him of his rudeness, as if he was sure to win and did not want to argue with a dying person.

After Gongbu finished delivering his gift, he signaled Zhandui and Dorje to put down the sedan chair, and then took off the yellow cloth covered by the sedan chair with his own hands, revealing two little boys who were a little uncomfortable with the strong light and were squinting their eyes.

"Please wait for the golden urn to draw lots in front of the Buddha." Gongbu tried his best to make his tone appear gentle.

The two little boys crawled down from the sedan chair, moved their bodies, and were about to walk towards the direction of the golden bottle. At this moment, the abnormal change broke out. Zhan Dui, the closest to the two little boys, suddenly burst out and punched a spirit boy on the head. At this critical moment, Hou Lie, who was standing next to Zhan Dui, seemed to have prepared in advance, grabbed his arm and broke his arm with force.

"Ah~!" A scream woke everyone still shocked. Zhan Dui wanted to attack the spirit boy. Hou Lie's right hand was like a slaughter of a cattle to disassemble the joints of his limbs. Seeing that Zhan Dui was subdued and could only squirt on the ground, an old monk behind Danzeng suddenly pointed out, and a golden light hit Zhan Dui's eyebrows and his soul and vitality together.

"Stop!" Danzeng let out anger, "Save him alive!" But everything was too late. Zhan Dui was so angry that he could not die anymore. Danzeng turned around and glared at the old monk and said, "Why did you kill him? Now there is no evidence to die. How can you find the person who commanded him!"

"Kenbu Ji Qiao, I was angry for a moment, so I asked Kenbu Ji Qiao to punish him." The old monk quickly knelt down on the ground and said excitedly. It seemed that he knew that he had made a mistake and regretted it if he had ruined a big deal.

"Take him down and punish him to clean the tower hall for ten years, and not be allowed to leave the tower hall within ten years."

"Yes!" Two lamas came over and put the old monk out. Then a few young lamas ran over and hurriedly cleaned the ground.

"Now, it's urgent to lose your composure. After the monsters are solved, we are conducting a thorough investigation. Now we start drawing lots of the golden urn!" Danzeng immediately shouted loudly when he saw that the cleaning was completed.

Zhu Hanwen looked at all this coldly, with an indescribable contempt on his face. Of course, he remembered that when the reincarnated Lingtong gestured him in the sedan chair, Lingtong pointed at Zhan Dui, who was carrying another sedan chair, and waved his hand, indicating that Zhu Hanwen was not trustworthy, but after so many things, Zhan Dui was always acting very normal, so he had to secretly let Hou Lie stare at his every move. Hou Lie is usually not talking, and no one dares to get close to him with a bad face. If he keeps him staring at someone, no one will notice any abnormality.

Unexpectedly, this guy was so tolerant and had amazing acting skills. No one noticed it until the second before he started attacking. Looking at Danzeng's performance, he obviously had rehearsed countless times in advance. His acting skills were so poor, his expressions were artificial, and his simplicity was so slack. It was a pity for a king-sect spy like Zhandui.

On the contrary, Gongbu didn't raise his eyebrows from beginning to end, as if everything had nothing to do with him. This old guy must have noticed it in advance, otherwise he would never be so indifferent. Looking at the two pieces of yellow cloth he had already removed, Zhu Hanwen showed a clear expression. It turned out that this old guy had already left a hand. But when did he know that these people were also on guard against occupying the pile? Zhu Hanwen thought for a long time but couldn't understand it. Jiang was still so hot.

The little episode of Zhandui did not affect the progress of the golden purse drawing. Kampot took out two golden signs from his arms that had been prepared at some time, which contained the names, birthdays, family and other identity information of the two reincarnated spirit children. Danzeng also took out two golden signs. The two of them clasped their hands and bowed to the golden signs from afar. Two golden lights shot out from the mouth of the golden bottle, and quickly sucked their golden signs into the bottle. Then he saw the golden lights around the golden bottle, which seemed to be really identifying the authenticity of the golden signs.
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