From a Zhengyi Taoist Child to a Master of All Laws

Chapter 325: Zen Temple Deep in the Snow Mountain

"no!"

Losandini flatly rejected Gao Miao.

"why?"

"The initiation ceremony will begin soon. It is best for the Zen Master not to go out during this period!"

Seeing Gao Miao's frown, Losandani spoke more gently: "Master, don't worry. The Snow Mountain Baptism and Blessing has been a tradition of our temple for hundreds of years. Accidents rarely happen. Now that the spirit has revived and there is a master who can lead us, nothing will go wrong."

Gao Miao didn't say anything. He pondered for a moment and then nodded, as if he had made some kind of decision.

"Okay, let's do the initiation ceremony as soon as possible. After it's over, everything will be clear. I'll go up the mountain then."

"good!"

Seeing that Gao Miao had made up his mind, Losandini immediately smiled and went back to the temple to prepare for the ritual.
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Late at night, Gao Miao sneaked out of Sera Monastery alone under the cover of darkness.

After all, he was also an innate. Unless Losandini, who was also an innate, kept an eye on him all the time in the entire Sera Monastery, those ordinary lamas could not trap him as long as he wanted.

He was reluctant before, but now Gao Miao has decided to tear off this layer of skin.

He didn't trust Losandani at all.

Although the old lama Losandini did not act fake when talking to him and looked kind,

However, if the speculation is true, why couldn't the abbot of the main Buddhist temple of the Western Desert Chakravartin sect recognize the specialness of little Zhuoma?

A treasure hunter who keeps talking about finding treasure, but the treasure he is looking for is always lingering in front of him without him noticing.

Either there is something wrong with the treasure hunter,
Either some other external force interfered with the treasure hunters,

Gao Miao couldn't judge, but when he suspected Losandani, he also suspected the entire Sera Monastery.
He did not contact Mount Wutai, but communicated directly with Xie Yu in the capital before leaving.
Send all the information found in Sera Monastery to Xie Yu and ask him to check if there is anything strange.

Everything was ready. He prepared some flashlights and dry food, and went out of the temple alone. Gao Miao did not alarm anyone in the temple. He wanted to find the answer himself and verify his guess.
"Master, you gave me this sign. Have you noticed something?"

Gao Miao looked at the glittering snow-capped mountains of Chanbaoguan in the distance across the grassland. The cold moonlight shone on his face, revealing half of it in light and shadow.

No one answered him. The wind and frost cut through the silent grassland, revealing the dormant wolves.

"I will find the answer!"

The mountain road was covered with snow and ice and was very slippery. Under the moonlight, Gao Miao could only rely on his own feeling and use a flashlight to climb the mountain because there was no one to show him the way.

White, endless pale white.

It was as if there was only one color left between heaven and earth, with the moonlight and lights shining on the snow, also reflecting the white sky.

He tore off a piece of cloth from his red robe and covered his eyes. Basang had told him that this was what the most experienced herdsmen on the grassland would do when they went up the mountain. Otherwise, they would get snow blindness after seeing such a scene.

I could barely see through the cloth.

"call……"

Suddenly, the wind blew, raising a puff of white mist. It was the floating snow rolling in the air, forming a granular snow. Gao Miao did not dare to be careless, and used his spiritual energy to protect himself. He pinched the Zen hand seal on his hand, which would make him more resistant to the severe cold.
The moon is dim and the mountains are endless. It seems that he is the only one in the world.
Carefully identifying the traces of the yak team walking through the snow, after climbing over a snow slope, the altitude of the snow peaks in front of us suddenly increased, revealing a majestic glacier belt.

This is Mount Kailash. At this altitude, there is no division into four seasons. There is only snow that never melts and thin air.

There are snow-capped mountains one after another, with ice leaks, ice caves, ice grooves, as well as ice waterfalls and ice cones that drop hundreds of feet.

"Can Xiao Zhuoma and the others really stay in this environment for a week?"

Gao Miao looked suspicious.

The scene before him was like a death zone.

The flashlight shone across the snowy landscape, and suddenly a trace flashed by.
It was an irregular circular area on the ice wall. Gao Miao curiously moved closer with a flashlight and found several fuzzy scratches on the ice wall.

The marks were very faint, most of them were eroded by the ice and gradually merged with the ice wall. I don't know how long it took to carve, it must have been deep and wide to retain some of its shape.

"this is……"

Gao Miao took a few steps closer, feeling the direction of the trace through the ice, following it over and over again, and couldn't help but wonder: "This seems to be a word, and it's a bit familiar... Hmm? This is the Sanskrit of the Brahmanism!"

"But, it seems... it's engraved in reverse?"

Gao Miao was a little suspicious because he had something similar in his body, so he was particularly sensitive to such words.

What was inside his body was the authentic Sanskrit "卍" symbol, but at this moment the marks on the ice wall were "卐", one clockwise and one counterclockwise.

"Something weird..."

Gao Miao frowned, but the runes on the ice wall also indicated that there were usually human activities on this snowy mountain.

Continuing forward, the yak footprints were no longer clear due to the heavy snow during the day, so Gao Miao had to rely on his own intuition in some places.

The stone wall that little Zhuoma walked on had frozen over again and was covered with snow, with no visible signs of ever melting.

I don’t know how long I walked, maybe an hour, or a whole night, I lost track of time. When the cold moon in the sky moved from one side to the other, Gao Miao finally saw something other than ice and snow.

It was a temple, a temple built in the snowy mountains.
It seemed that because it was surrounded by mountains on all sides, the temple was built right in a recessed mountain area, and the temperature was much warmer than the extremely cold other places. Gao Miao could even see the size of some vegetable fields.

Avoiding the vegetable fields, we followed the dirt road to the temple.

The temple is very small, less than one-tenth the size of the Sera Monastery below. From the outside, there are only a few buildings, with peeling paint walls and a temple gate with a plaque hanging on it.

"Qishinji Temple!"

Gao Miao read out the text on the plaque, which was in the format of one column of Tibetan and one column of Chinese.
The style of the temple is extremely ancient, and it feels like watching a historical drama. Coupled with the dim night and the snow on the eaves, it feels like a different world.

There is a wooden fence outside the temple, forming a circle to form a simple cowshed, where more than a dozen yaks live.

"This should be the destination!"

Just as Gao Miao was about to knock on the door, he suddenly heard a voice coming from the direction of the temple entrance:
"It's so rare to have guests visiting us!"

Under pressure, Gao Miao almost used his Brahma handprint.

Following the sound, a person walked out from the shadow of the temple gate.

The person who came seemed to be an old man, wearing a black robe and dressed like a lama, and his skin was like the bark of a century-old pine tree.

At this age, he should be very old and live in peace with his fate in society, but this old lama's eyes are full of spirit and radiance, and he carries a sense of loftiness.

"You are... the senior brother of Master Losandani? Master Mijue Dorje?"

Gao Miao glanced over, his expression becoming more alert.
The two looked at each other and let out a low cry.

The old lama's expression changed slightly, and he smiled and said, "It turns out that my junior brother and friend are here to visit. Please come in!" "Excuse me!"

"Squeak!" As soon as the words fell, the temple door opened automatically. The old lama made a gesture at the side, inviting Gao Miao to enter the temple.

"..."

Gao Miao blinked his eyes, his heart trembled, but he finally entered the temple.

This guy... is at least a congenital!
Xiantian, this small Sera Monastery actually has two Xiantians! !

There are only a few guest rooms and the main hall in the center of the temple. There is no snow in the courtyard, so someone must have cleaned it regularly.

The temple is very simple, and apart from some farm tools, there is basically nothing else to see.

"The guest room on the right is where the children who came to attend the ceremony rest. How about we move to the guest room on the left?"

Gao Miao naturally agreed, and at the same time sensed the breath of little Zhuoma, then he felt relieved.

After they sat down in the guest room, they first exchanged names. Mijue Dorje continued, "Where are you from, Master?"

"Shanxi, Mount Wutai."

"Oh, so he is a Zen master of Chinese Buddhism. I went there with him several decades ago."

Mikyeo Dorje seemed to be very talkative, and compared with Losandani, he was less reserved and solemn, and very easy-going.

The two of them chatted for a long time, but no one asked any real questions. After a while, Gao Miao finally said, "Master Karma, there is something I don't understand."

"please say."

"Since you and Master Losandani are both innate masters, why do you live in seclusion in this place?"

You should know that in the entire Chinese Buddhist religion, there is only one innate master, Gao Miao. According to the cultivation level of the two, if they had come forward a few years ago, the authorities might not have rejected them as the leaders of the Buddhist religion.

"Haha, our temple is located in a remote area, and it has always been sparsely populated. We don't want to argue with the authorities. My junior brother is in charge of the Sera Monastery at the foot of the mountain, and I will live in seclusion in the Qishan Temple. There is no need to go to great lengths..."

Mijue Dorje did not hide it and admitted his innate strength. He then smiled and said, "Besides, the troubles of the world are not as comfortable as sitting in meditation. Zen Master, don't you think so?"

Soon, a young man in a white robe brought a few dishes to the table. Some of the rice was irrigated with spring water melted from the snow-capped mountains. It tasted chewy and sweet, and was not much worse than the magical rice from Baiyun Mountain.

The young man in white robe seemed to be Mijue Doji's apprentice. He didn't say a word the whole time and sat directly next to the two of them after the dishes were served.

This is somewhat hard to imagine in the Ximofan Sect, which attaches great importance to the concept of master and disciple.

However, Gao Miao's gaze only lingered for a short while before turning to Mijue Dorje.
As soon as they met, Mijue Doji also understood his strength.

It has been almost five years since the resurgence of spiritual energy. For those who have been at the forefront of the resurgence of spiritual energy, it is not easy to say whether one is born with spiritual energy or not.
Zhang Miaofa of Mount Longhu wanted it but failed to obtain it, and was on the verge of death, but he was still a step short of it. In the end, he could only go to the Taoist temple to teach in despair.

Taoist Master Wu Peng was tricked by the blood demon on Mount Emei, and his foundation was damaged, but in the end he was able to achieve nirvana and return to his original state.

Moreover, among the younger disciples now, except for Li Yang and Chi Yanhong, there has been basically no news of anyone breaking through to the innate level.

As for myself, Zheng Zhaoyuan, Chen Xiyan and the like, it all depends on fate.

Gao Miao was surprised for a moment about Mijue Dorje's cultivation, but ultimately did not ask any further questions.
The world is so big, we can't not allow others to inherit the good fortune.

After thinking for a moment, Gao Miao decided to get straight to the point:
"Actually, the main reason I came up the mountain this time was to visit a child."

"Oh, who?"

"Little Dolma."

As soon as Gao Miao finished speaking, the spiritual energy in his body circulated to the extreme, and he made the Zen sect's demon-subduing hand seal with his hands, ready to go.

Mijue Duoji looked calm, as if he had not noticed Gao Miao's murderous intention. He put down his chopsticks and asked, "Why are you looking for her?"

However, before Gao Miao could answer, Mijue Dorjee asked, "Is it because she is the one who taught me the True Chakravartin Sect in this world?"

As soon as these words came out, Gao Miao's spiritual energy almost went astray.

"you know?"

"Why shouldn't I know?" Mijue Duoji's face remained calm and composed: "Oh, I personally brought her into the world that year. I knew it from the moment she was born."

The speculation that had troubled him for a long time was now revealed by someone, confirming that he was not a member of the True Wheel of Revelation. Gao Miao didn't know whether to be sad or happy.
Gao Miao was filled with so many emotions that he didn't know what to say for a moment.
"Then...then why don't you announce the identity of little Zhuoma to outsiders, welcome her into the temple, and give her initiation and awakening?"

Mijue Dorjee's expression remained peaceful: "How do you know I don't want to?"

"It's not that I don't want to, it's that I can't."

Mijue Duoji smiled kindly and said, "Perhaps you have noticed that the body and soul of Zhenzong in this life are extremely weak. If I had not arrived in time, it would be unknown whether he could be born successfully."

"A body like this cannot withstand the initiation at all. Exposing it rashly will only attract external demons to surround it."

Gao Miao still found it hard to believe: "So you didn't even tell your junior brother?"

Mijue Dorje shook his head: "This is a very serious matter, so I naturally cannot tell you."

"Then why are you telling me now?"

"You already have a guess in your mind, not mine." Mijue Duoji paused, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to relax: "Besides, the time is almost ripe."

Without waiting for Gao Miao to ask, Mijue Dorje continued, "I have personally baptized Zhenzong for the past three years, clearing the meridians and connecting the soul. As long as he is baptized once more, the body and soul of this child will be able to endure the pain of initiation and return to Zhenzong."

Looking at Mijue Dorje's kind and gentle face, Gao Miao was half-believing and half-doubting.

“Could it be that the Zen Master is worried about the safety of the child?”

"Don't worry about that. Everything will be clear in seven days."

That was all he had to say. Gao Miao thought for a long time but couldn't find a reason to attack.

Mijue Dorje quickly interrupted Gao Miao's thoughts and said with a smile: "Although I am poor here, I actually have everything I need. Master, you just need to wait for good news."

The young lama next to him didn't say anything, as if he was a mute, with his hands clasped together and smiling without saying a word.
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The two chatted for a long time, and the young lama in white in the middle brought some food from time to time.
Gao Miao believed Mijue Dorje's words for the time being. When he left the room, a golden sun had already jumped up in the sky.

In the guest room, feeling Gao Miao's breath going towards the children's room, Mi Jue Duoji's originally kind-looking face immediately became a little colder.

He turned his head and looked at the young lama in white, sneering.
"This time, you didn't say anything you shouldn't have said."

The young lama in white robe, who Gao Miao thought was a mute, clasped his hands together and said with reluctance: "I'm not saying anything because I'm saving lives."

"Haha, you really think far ahead." Mijue Duoji smiled and then returned to his compassionate old man's appearance. He put his hands together and said, "But who can you save?"

Although he chanted the word "compassion", a cold wind suddenly blew in the house.
In a place that Gao Miao couldn't see, a black and a white aura suddenly rose, even faintly surpassing the Xiantian...

(End of this chapter)