From a Zhengyi Taoist Child to a Master of All Laws

Chapter 320: The True Manifestation
After seeing off little Zhuoma, the stall in front of Li Yang became completely empty.

The bright red sunlight shone on his face. Li Yang squinted his eyes and called up the system panel.

[Divination: Level 1 (833/1000), unlocked: Zi Ping fortune telling (If someone interprets the fortune, you can predict a major event that will happen to the other person within the day. This can only be used once a day.)]

Perhaps because it was approaching the annual children's baptism blessing festival, more and more herdsmen and tourists gathered in Sera Monastery, and as a result, more people came to Li Yang for divination.
In two days, [Divination and Hexagram] will be able to completely break through and enter the next level.

Li Yang's eyes wandered around, looking at the other entries on the panel.

【极道宝鉴：3阶（3.6w/72w），解锁状态：五雷术（1/5），御剑术（5/9），句芒法身（小成），地煞轮盘（3/72）】

【Taoist health-preserving exercises: ??????】

[Yinshan Six Arts: Level 2 (13569/50000), awakening states: Confusion, Breakthrough, Soul Exorcism]

[Molu Talisman Book: Level 2 (2.4/5), unlocked status: Talisman Pill Dao Heart 2.0]

[Yin Yang Formation Technique: Level 2 (2.3/5), unlocked: Purple Star Technique 2.0]

It will take several months for the experience points of [Extreme Treasure Mirror] to break through 40,000. The most puzzling thing for Li Yang is the column of [Taoist Health Preserving Exercises].

Ever since I attained enlightenment while riding a cow yesterday and achieved peace of mind, the original entry for Taoist health-preserving exercises has completely disappeared, and after a bunch of garbled text, it has turned into a few question marks.

In this regard, Li Yang could only explain that the Yang Shen realm was too transcendent and the system was undergoing maintenance and upgrades.
It was just that Li Yang had no idea about the upgrade time, so he continued to stay in Sera Monastery, wanting to forge the Yang God and then go with Gao Miao to explore the so-called "Shambhala" secret realm.

This time may be very short, and the upgrade can be completed in the next moment, or it may be a bit long, but the longest will not exceed three days.

Moreover, as the system disappeared, Li Yang could sense that the depths of his soul seemed to be undergoing some kind of transformation, just like a pupa that was about to break out of its cocoon and sublimate, and was going through its final dormant period.

"Little boss, your fortune-telling bag is so cheap, only nine dollars?"

A foreign tourist wearing mink fur stood in front of Li Yang, which brought his dazed mind back to reality.

"Because I didn't learn much from my master, just the basics." Li Yang smiled.

"Hey, you're quite straightforward, unlike the others who brag about how awesome they are and how good they are at calculating."

The tourist looked around and saw the lamas walking around in the temple: "Aren't you afraid of being beaten for telling fortunes in the lamas' territory?"

"Those who paid the protection fee are serious fortune-tellers."

Li Yang smiled more brightly, with red lips and white teeth, looking innocent.
"Would you like to have your fortune told?"

"Okay, come on, I want to see how much you have learned."

The guests sat in front of the table curiously. Li Yang slowly put out the lottery box, looked at his hands and face,
Li Yang was not in a hurry, he chatted and talked nonsense with the guests leisurely.

When everything comes naturally, it is an excellent state.

"Boss, has anyone ever told me that you look like the guy on Baiyun Mountain?"

"Yes? Who does he look like?"

"Young man, how much money do you make from fortune-telling all year round? I'll show you a way. Just put on a purple robe and start a live broadcast. You don't have to say anything. Just stand there with a wooden sword and pretend to be cool. I tell you, you may be able to get a suite in the city in a few months!"

"That's not good. What if I infringe on someone's portrait rights..."

"What's the matter? Let me tell you..."
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Gao Miao was not in a good mood, holding little Zhuoma in one hand and followed by a chattering lama.
Gao Miao hadn't adjusted to the sudden change from exploring to traveling with children.

Fortunately, the clever and lively little Dolma finally dispelled some of the haze in her heart. The little girl chattered along the way, listening to Mingjia Lama's description of the attractions in the temple, and exclaimed from time to time.
Children are always curious about unknown things. They asked questions along the way. The tender and ethereal voices of children made Gao Miao feel warm in his heart.
There were many lamas, both big and small, in the temple, but most of them were very respectful to him and did not bother him. Only Mingjia, who was leading the way, kept trying to talk to him.

Gao Miao thought it was just because of his identity as the abbot of the Han Buddhist Wutai Mountain, and didn't think much about it.

Sera Monastery covers a large area, which can almost be regarded as a small village. It is more than 500 meters long from east to west and more than 300 meters wide from north to south. It consists of more than 1,000 rooms including sleeping palaces, Buddha halls, pagoda halls, monks' quarters, etc.

Walking in the temple with little Dolma, Gao Miao was gradually impressed by the grandeur of Sera Monastery.
Standing on the Sera Monastery Square, Gao Miao stopped to see the pagoda, halls and city walls complementing each other. The entire temple is magnificent and majestic.

When you look up, you can even see the rugged rocky peaks eroded by ice after the snow melts. Against the backdrop of the blue sky and white clouds, the entire temple looks particularly tall, magnificent and sacred.

Gao Miao was just marveling at this when he suddenly felt the edge of his clothes move. He lowered his head and saw little Zhuoma pointing in a direction with a look of reluctance on her face.
That was a common sight in the square: ragged old men who looked like beggars holding wooden boards, chanting the six-syllable mantra, bowing their heads with every step, their knees and foreheads covered with gray and black calluses.
Seeing that Gao Miao was not so opposed to visiting the temple, Mingjia Lama followed the direction of Gao Miao's gaze and explained with a smile: "These are believers from the grassland and all over the world who are walking here for the faith of Buddha."

As he spoke, Minga Lama put his hands together to show his respect for the pilgrims.

Little Zhuoma pulled Gao Miao's clothes and asked quietly: "Did all these grandfathers and uncles come here on their knees? The grassland is so big and the weather is so cold..."

Gao Miao heard this, touched little Zhuoma's head, and just sighed.
Sera Monastery is actually very remote. Even in the western desert, it is still considered a difficult place to reach.

It is not only remote, it is actually hidden in the vast Mount Kailash, which is as vast as the ocean. In ancient times, only the people of the Western Desert, who loved to travel across the land, could reach this place. To walk on this snowy mountain road with every step, one needs to have great willpower and endure great pain.

Mingjia clasped his hands together and answered solemnly, "Because it is too remote, even if you ride a horse from the nearest National Highway 318, it takes most of the day to get here. Until a few years ago, all the needs of the temple were transported by believers using manpower and various modified off-road vehicles.

In recent years, a simple road has been built to reach Sera Monastery, but it requires an SUV with a relatively high chassis to drive here. "

Little Zhuoma just looked at the pilgrims with an expression of pity, while Gao Miao stood there in silence.

He murmured, "Do you think they will be rewarded for doing this?"

Mingjia, dressed in red, looked at Gao Miao intently: "What kind of reward?"

"everything."

Mingjia smiled and said, "If it's fame, wealth and material things in the secular world, everything is empty."

"If they seek spiritual transcendence, then they are on the path to transcendence."

"I once heard Master Losandani talk about a secret temple in the western desert that specializes in practicing meditation by sitting on ice or lying on fire, which is called 'Tumo Samadhi' and is a secret method of practice.

However, the pilgrims the Zen master saw now were all mortals. They endured hunger, cold, pain, loneliness... to reach this temple to temper their inner fortitude. They hoped to achieve self-transcendence and awakening, and tried to transcend the conventional human perception and existence to enter a higher level. It is also called "transcendence." Gao Miao listened in a trance: "Seeking transcendence... Is this the special thing about Brahmanism?"

“This is not a skill I teach, but the inner strength of the believers themselves.”

Mingjia continued, "Because they have Buddha in their hearts."

Gao Miao was completely silent.

At this time, a pilgrim saw the two people in the square, noticed Mingjia's lama attire and Gao Miao's bright yellow monk robe, and his eyes lit up, and he knelt down towards them.

At this moment, Gao Miao was extremely flustered.
He had received worship from countless believers, and when he was praying for the souls of infants in eastern Guangdong Province, the whole city chanted "Master". But now he was just terrified.

The pilgrims knelt down and knelt before Mingjia and Gao Miao.
Mingjia said nothing, but retreated behind Gao Miao.

Little Zhuoma seemed to be frightened and hid timidly behind Gao Miao.

"What is this uncle doing?"

Mingjia, who was standing behind him, put his hands together and said, "He wants to receive the blessing of Master Gao Miao by touching his head."

Gao Miao was obviously at a loss. He thought for a long time before he stepped forward, recalling what he had seen and heard in Sera Monastery over the past two days. He gently placed his right hand on the pilgrim's head, and his voice gradually became firm:

"Tashi Delek, may you be blessed with good fortune and happiness."
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Gao Miao's blessing by touching the head quickly attracted the attention of other pilgrims in the square, who gathered around him. It took a lot of effort for Gao Miao and little Zhuoma Mingjia to withdraw from the square.

Although he already had a natural body, beads of sweat appeared on Gao Miao's forehead.
Mingjia looked at Gao Miao and chanted the Buddha's name.
"Master, don't worry. They mean no harm to you."

Gao Miao shook his head: "I know that what I am worried about is not them, but myself."

"I used to think that this robe on my body was a bondage to me, holding me back from freedom and liberation, and I wanted to take it off."

"What now?"

"I don't know." Gao Miao was still shaking his head, but his expression was a little more calm than before.
"Who can tell the truth about fate?"

Gao Miao raised his head blankly. With his current eyesight, he could see farther than ordinary people. There was a group of vultures squatting on the highest mountain, overlooking the temple and all living beings in the ice and snow.

"Let's go and see other sights."

Gao Miao took little Zhuoma and looked around, only to find that the scenery here was very different from other places.
What you see is a deep and long corridor with murals and thangkas of unique styles on both walls, as well as statues and murals of the founder of Sanskrit Buddhism, Donpa Sinrab, and other Buddhist deities.

Both the thangka and the statues have distinctive blue borders. At the front is a long alley with 380 golden prayer wheels inlaid with gold and jade, but the light is extremely dim and there is no one there.

"This is?"

Gao Miao was puzzled, and little Zhuoma timidly pulled Gao Miao's trouser legs.
Mingjia's face trembled for a moment, and then he tried his best to return to normal: "The columbarium in front is my temple. It has existed since the temple was built."

"Columbarium? Can we go in?"

The so-called columbarium, also called "sarira pagoda", is a pagoda used to store the relics of great Buddhist monks, the ashes and flesh bodies of living Buddhas. It is a tomb for storing and enshrining the real bodies or real relics of lamas, both big and small. It also generally enshrines Buddhist scriptures, Buddha statues, clothes and other Sanskrit objects.

The columbarium is usually wrapped in gold and inlaid with jewels. Not to mention the relics of the great monks of past dynasties, even the large amount of gold and silver treasures attracts countless ordinary people. It is usually a holy place in the temple and no one else is allowed to enter.

But somehow, in this place, Gao Miao suddenly felt an inexplicable attraction.

Mingjia put his hands together and lowered his head so that Gao Miao could not see his expression. "Master Losandani said that all the buildings and landscapes in the temple can be visited by herdsmen and tourists today. As a distinguished guest, Master Gao Miao is also welcome to visit."

"Brother, I want to go in and take a look~"

Little Zhuoma shook the corner of Gao Miao's clothes, her face also full of curiosity.

"Then let's go and take a look together."

After that, Gao Miao pulled little Zhuoma and followed Mingjia's instructions to step onto the stone slab.

Gently rotating the cylinder clockwise, Mingjia bowed his head and recited the "Six-Character Mantra" devoutly.
After walking for a few minutes, Mingjia pushed open the blood-red door embroidered with a swastika and stepped aside respectfully...
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Sera Monastery, entrance
The big brother from the north and Li Yang hit it off right away, and he tried his best to promote his internet celebrity marketing plan to Li Yang.

"Really, little brother, you are definitely wasting your talent in this line of work."

"Come to the Northeast and hang out with the brothers. If nothing else, with your looks, you can easily become a millionaire online celebrity. Then you can have luxury cars, beautiful women, young models in clubs, and everything else."

Li Yang nodded as he listened: "Okay, if I ever plan to change my career, I will definitely come to the north to find you."

"We agreed that you must look for me when you come to the north." The big brother from the north smiled brightly and handed a business card to Li Yang.

After the elder brother left, Li Yang solved more than a dozen fortune sticks.

At some point, when the sun set and the stars gradually brightened, the cold wind in the mountains began to slowly rise, and the Western Desert grassland once again returned to the cold and silent snowy mountains and rivers.

Li Yang was about to close his stall when he suddenly heard a gust of wind.
There was a very dense and noisy sound of wind, like millions of leaves rustling at the same time.

Not only Li Yang heard it, but the entire temple gate, the entire square, the entire Sera Monastery, more than a thousand bedrooms, Buddha halls, pagoda halls, and monks' quarters all heard the sound.
Monks, lamas, tourists, gurus, policemen... all kinds of people stopped what they were doing and looked in the same direction.
The voice was soft and ethereal, with a hint of transcendence.
"簌簌猌"

That should be the sound of the wind, but Li Yang heard something different from it.

He finally heard clearly that it was not the sound of the wind.

At this moment, all the prayer wheels in the Sera Monastery were spinning without wind.
Western Desert Buddhists believe that the more you chant the mantra, the more pious you are to the Buddha, and the more you can escape the suffering of reincarnation. Therefore, in addition to chanting orally, people also make prayer wheels and put the "Six-Syllable Great Bright Mantra" in the wheels.

Each rotation of the prayer wheel is equivalent to reciting a scripture.
At this moment, thousands of prayer wheels were turning at the same time. Countless lamas paused and seemed to realize something, then knelt down in one direction.
The sound became louder and louder until it completely covered the entire Sera Monastery.
An old lama burst into tears and sobbed:

"Zhenzong, the Holy One has appeared"

Countless pilgrims in the square looked towards one place with tears in their eyes.
Li Yang felt it most strongly. He sensed that a hidden wave was spreading from one point to the entire Sera Monastery.
He stood up and flew, following the ripples in one direction.
(End of this chapter)