From a Zhengyi Taoist Child to a Master of All Laws

Chapter 328: Uncertainty
This is not just a moment. From yesterday afternoon till now, more than 20 hours have passed.

But according to little Zhuoma’s description, it was only a moment?
Gao Miao was in doubt and a few words suddenly popped up in his mind.
Shangri-La!

Li Zhenjun has been searching for Shangri-La in vain!
Suppressing the turbulent waves in his heart, Gao Miao calmly put away the stone, put his hands on Xiao Zhuoma's shoulders, and said solemnly: "Don't tell anyone about this matter first, not even the masters in the temple, okay!"

"Oh." Seeing Gao Miao's serious words, little Zhuoma nodded obediently.

Seeing that little Zhuoma knew the seriousness of the matter, Gao Miao touched her head with satisfaction, and then looked at the white-robed lama on the snowy path.
"Can you talk?"

The white-robed lama is extremely handsome and delicate, with deep and distinct facial features. His skin is completely different from that of other weathered herdsmen, and is extremely white.

"I never said I couldn't talk."

"Then why didn't you tell me before?"

"The time has not come yet, so I can't say anything."

Gao Miao frowned, extremely wary of this white-robed lama.
In his perception, the other party had no spiritual energy at all, just like an ordinary person.

But it was this ordinary person who was able to call little Zhuoma out from that place which meant Shangri-La.

Gao Miao looked confused and uncertain.

However, he should not be a bad person since he was able to rescue little Zhuoma safely.

“Thank you Master for this time!”

Gao Miao knew the limits and took little Zhuoma to thank her.
Little Dolma followed suit and clasped her hands together and bowed to the white-robed lama.

"Don't thank me. I brought her out of there. It might not be a good thing for her..."

The white-robed lama showed reluctance, put his hands together, and passed by the two men.
Gao Miao was still pondering the deep meaning of the white-robed lama's words when a cheerful voice came from behind him.

"Now that little Zhuoma has returned safely, tomorrow's cleansing ceremony can proceed as usual!"

Gao Miao turned around and saw Mijue Duoji, dressed in a black robe, coming towards him with a smile. The black man and the white man passed by each other.

"I wonder where the little donor has gone today. Many masters in the temple have been looking for him but couldn't find him."

Mijue Doji asked this question to little Dolma. Although he looked like a kind-hearted old grandfather, little Dolma seemed a little afraid of him and hid behind Gao Miao tremblingly.

"Nothing, I just fell into a cave, fell asleep for a night, and was found after I woke up."

Noticing that the White-robed Lama seemed to have a disagreement with Mijue Dorje, Gao Miao thought for a long time and finally chose to conceal the circumstances of little Zhuoma's disappearance from Mijue Dorje.

That piece of colorful spiritual stone had been hidden deep in Gao Miao's sleeves...
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Purifying oneself with water and washing away impurities is not just a tradition of Sera Monastery. There are many allusions in the Buddhist scriptures of the Western Desert.

In some ancient temples, before the gods and Buddhas enshrined, seven gold and silver inlaid offering bowls are placed on the altar, with clear water in the bowls. These are the "Seven Offerings", also known as the "Seven Pure Waters".

Therefore, on the Buddha altar, seven bowls are placed quietly, shining with clear light, which are the seven offerings. These seven items are water, fire, lamps, incense, flowers, tea, and rice.

These seven items are the seven tributes presented to the Buddha by believers before Sakyamuni became a Buddha.

The first of the seven offerings is water.

Water is easy to obtain and practical. It is a good way to accumulate merit and can eliminate greed, anger, and ignorance. I remember that when the Buddha was under the Bodhi tree, the Dragon King sprinkled clean water on his body to help him subdue demons and achieve enlightenment. The virtue of water is like the rain of Dharma, nourishing the wisdom of all living beings.

This is especially true of the snow water on Mount Kailash. Washing your body with the snow water from the sacred mountain will bring you blessings.

When Gao Miao thought of this, he felt a little more understanding.

Just like Xiong Zhanli, who are known as a fighting nation, their children will be baptized in ice water as soon as they are born, which is much more tough than this.

Some children collected snow water for washing, carried their backpacks out, and came back with snow and ice. On the way, Gao Miao wanted to help little Zhuoma cheat, but the little girl was very stubborn and refused to let Gao Miao help. She carried the backpack that was almost as tall as herself and struggled all over the mountain.
Gao Miao smiled, and had no choice but to let it go.

"Don't follow me, I'm already a little adult, I can do it on my own!"

After thinking for a while, Xiao Zhuoma added: "I will definitely not lose it this time!"

"must!"

Having said that, with Gao Miao's skills, even if he followed secretly, little Zhuoma wouldn't be able to notice him.

Following along all the way, Gao Miao saw that little Zhuoma had climbed up an ice peak. He thought that this little girl was too courageous. Just as he was about to attack her secretly, a voice suddenly sounded from the side.

"I advise you not to help her."

Gao Miao turned around and saw the extremely handsome lama in white.

"why?"

"This is her karma. You helped her only to satisfy your compassion. It actually does no good to her."

The lama, who was already dressed in white, stood in the snow. With his fair skin, hair, eyebrows and other parts covered with frost and snow, he almost blended into the snowy mountain.

Gao Miao frowned upon hearing this, and finally stopped what he was doing, and asked suspiciously:

"Why do I feel like you care a lot about little Zhuoma?"

In response to Gao Miao's question, the white-robed lama did not answer. He just raised his eyes and looked at Gao Miao steadily.

Gao Miao felt a little uncomfortable with this look, as if the man seemed to see through him completely.

"I didn't expect you to show up at this time."

Gao Miao suddenly felt puzzled: "Then when should I show up?"

The white-robed lama clasped his hands together and said: "Everyone has his own karma and karmic law. Your karma is not in this world."

"You are very special." The white-robed lama suddenly sighed, "Unfortunately, you are not the person I deduced."

"What do you mean?"

"It's too late. Everything is too late..."

The white-robed lama shook his head, like a man telling a riddle, and did not explain after he finished speaking, leaving Gao Miao, who was completely confused, standing in a daze in the snow.

No, you are sick, right?

When he came to his senses, Xiao Zhuoma had already dug the snow and was panting as she was carrying it back. Gao Miao quickly restrained his breath and followed closely behind.

On the snowy road, the white-robed Lama watched all this quietly.
"It's not that I don't say it, I don't say it for protection."

His deep eyes were a little sad at this moment, and he shook his head bitterly.

"Save one person or save ten thousand people. The choice is not something I can control."

"Since the world needs a true sect, then give the world a true sect."

He raised his head and looked at the Jianxing Peak in the distance.

From his position, Jianxing Peak was just a small dot sticking out from the sky.
"The will of heaven is uncertain, the world is unpredictable, everything has already been determined..."

(End of this chapter)