Chapter 514 Didn’t You Go Back to M78 Nebula?

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At the foot of the mountain at an altitude of three to four thousand meters, the small Gonggar Temple has come into view. Behind it is the Gongga Mountain, which is as majestic as a sacred mountain.

Gongga Mountain is the main peak of the Snow Mountains, with an altitude of nearly 7,600 meters. It is the highest in Sichuan and is known as the King of Shu Mountains. The word "Gongga" comes from Tibetan and means the supreme holy mountain.

The Gongga Temple stands so quietly at the foot of the mountain, as if guarding the Gongga Holy Mountain forever.

Wang Yan looked up at Gongga Mountain. The clear blue sky and pure white mountains gave him a sense of openness and openness. The pure and beautiful nature seems to be washing away the dirt in the heart.

In the distance, several Tibetans were kneeling on the ground, worshiping Gongga Mountain with great piety, kowtowing step by step, with calm and natural expressions on their faces. Such a scene made Wang Yan slightly moved.

However, Wang Yan's inheritance comes from the Chunyang lineage, which in a broad sense belongs to the Chinese Taoist lineage. As for his faith, he received communist education from a young age and believed in materialism and did not join any religion.

The appearance of Gonggar Temple is very simple. The colorful wind horse flags extending from the top of the temple to all directions are flapping in the strong wind. Everything seemed so peaceful and peaceful.

Wang Yan and Succubus walked steadily outside Gongga Temple.

It is said that this temple has been standing here for six or seven hundred years. It looks a bit old due to the mottled wind erosion, but it reveals the charm of ancient vicissitudes.

"Master, I just heard from Miao Hong that there are living Buddhas in retreat in this temple." The succubus smiled slightly and said, "I just searched on Google and found that these living Buddhas still have some skills. Because the physical lifespan is limited, using The reincarnation of consciousness is quite an idea, and it is much better than death and extinction. But in the final analysis, it is still a trivial approach."

"Don't talk nonsense." Wang Yan warned in a message, "We are on someone else's territory now. If we make random comments, we will cause trouble."

Having said that, Wang Yan stared at the solemn Gonggar Temple for a while, wondering if there was really a living Buddha in retreat in this Gonggar Temple? Would it be rude to pass by someone else's property and leave without saying hello?

While hesitating, the temple door slowly opened, and a young man Zhaba (novice monk) walked out. He glanced at Wang Yan and Succubus, his eyes were slightly confused, and he saluted. He said in Chinese dialect: "Hello, laymen, do you seem to be here for mountain climbing or pilgrimage?"

No wonder he was confused. Both Wang Yan and Succubus were dressed in urban fashion. It is very different from those who worship devoutly or go hiking. In the middle of winter, the temperature here is very low, but they only wear windbreakers.

Wang Yan bowed slightly and returned the salute, and said politely: "Master, we are from the National African Affairs Bureau. We were going to Mount Gonggar to do some errands. We happened to be passing by here and were hesitating whether to see Gonggar Rinpoche. Here." Wang Yan received some advice on the way just now and knew that Rinpoche is the honorific title for the Living Buddha, and Kunga Rinpoche means Kunga Living Buddha.

"National African Affairs Bureau?" The young Drakpa looked more serious and shook his head and said, "I am just a little Drakpa and I cannot deserve the title of guru. Rinpoche is in retreat and will not see outsiders for a while. If you don't have anything to do, I can't help you pass on the matter, layman, please forgive me."

The young man Zhaba also heard Wang Yan say that he was from the National African Affairs Bureau, so he spoke like this. Otherwise, he would not pay attention to ordinary people's requests to see Rinpoche.

"It's okay, I'm just passing by." Wang Yan chuckled nonchalantly, turned around and said to Succubus, "Mei'er, let's go straight up the mountain."

"Wait a minute!" Young Drakpa said, "Although Rinpoche is in retreat, our Taibao Khenpo is in the old monastery. Do you want to inform you?"

Khenpo? Wang Yan thought for a moment and understood what he meant by hosting.

Miao Hong and Wang Yan said before that this Gonggar Temple is an old temple, and there is also a new temple. Most of the monks Zhaba are in the new temple, and the abbot will naturally be in the new temple.

In fact, there are only a few people cleaning this old temple and guarding their Rinpoche's retreat.

Wang Yan hesitated for a moment and then said: "In that case, let's pay homage to Khenpo Taibao."

"Kenpo Taibao has invited two lay people." The young man Zhaba tilted his ears slightly, and then respectfully invited Wang Yan and the two of them to enter the temple. Then, he led them all the way to the backyard.

The backyard is quiet and peaceful. There is a spring well here. A clear stream of snow-capped mountain spring water stretches down from the back of the mountain and pours into the spring well.

Beside the well, stood a monk in red. He was tall and dignified, but he wore a pair of glasses to make him more intellectual. When he saw Wang Yan and the two of them, he smiled and said, "The layman is destined to my sect."

Wang Yan was slightly stunned. When did he become associated with Tantric Buddhism?

Suddenly, Wang Yan remembered the "Fudo Ming King Sutra" he had inherited. Fudo Myōō is a big shot. It is said that the Tathagata Mahavairocana taught the wheel body. No matter which branch of Buddhism he belongs to, he is a very high-end existence, and he is extremely good at fighting, and he is also ridden by the powerful Fudo Myoyo.

However, even though Wang Yan accepted the inheritance of "Fudo Myoyo Sutra", his training time was still short and he only scratched the surface. This Taibao Khenpo has such outstanding eyesight and sense of smell that he can smell his own breath easily?

"I've seen Khenpo Taibao." Wang Yan bowed slightly and saluted. Khenpo is an accomplished monk in Tantric Buddhism. He is usually presided over by one party and has a very high status. Moreover, they have a wide range of knowledge, are proficient in Buddhism, understand various languages, and often go abroad to promote Buddhism.

His relationship with the Living Buddha can be described as follows: Living Buddha Rinpoche is the chairman of the board, and he, the khenpo, should be at the general manager level.

Senior master, Wang Yan represents the Pure Yang lineage, so naturally he should not be arrogant and rude.

Khenpo Taibao glanced at the succubus who transformed into an urban woman, smiled knowingly and said: "This extraterrestrial demon has pure and flawless yin energy. It is your best choice for your concubine. Why don't you enjoy it?"

Wang Yan broke into a cold sweat. Khenpo Taibao has very sharp eyesight, but his words were too direct. He probably also knows that Tibetan Tantric Buddhism emphasizes dual cultivation, and women who practice dual cultivation are called concubines...

What he asked just now was, to put it bluntly, your succubus is very beautiful, why don't you practice double cultivation with her?

"Haha, Senior Taibao, I am a disciple of the Chunyang lineage. My master has told me not to become a land god and not to engage in female sex." Wang Yan answered honestly.

The other party can see through the succubus's true nature at a glance, and it seems that he has a very strong cultivation base.

"It turns out that he is a disciple of Wen Ni Zhen Buddha. No wonder, no wonder." Taibao Khenpo raised the corners of his lips and chuckled, "In that case, you should obey the master's order."

Vinny is a real Buddha?

Wang Yan was stunned for a moment before he remembered that Lu Zu was also called Wen Ni Zhenfo. It seemed that his reputation was really quite good.

Khenpo Taibao changed the subject, pointed to the spring and said, "This spring is a spiritual spring brought by the Second Living Buddha with great supernatural powers. Anyone who is destined can be rewarded. You and this extraterrestrial demon, please take a sip."

After saying that, Khenpo Taibao casually made a mysterious hand seal, and there was an invisible wave of energy. The water in the Lingquan began to boil, and finally it raised a fountain, gushing out one and a half meters high.

Under the sunlight, a splendid rainbow suddenly appeared in the mist.

"Master, it's a good idea." After Wang Yan praised it, he opened his mouth and took a breath without being polite. A ray of spiritual spring changed the jet trajectory and fell into Wang Yan's mouth.

He is not greedy either, as people say a bite is a bite.

The entrance to the spiritual spring was cool and refreshing, and it immediately turned into a stream of cold air and poured into the lungs. Immediately, a coolness spread throughout his body, as if giving him a refreshing feeling of washing his marrow and cutting off his hair.

For a moment, I felt energetic and clear, and my body felt as if it had been cleansed of dirt, making it light and comfortable.

The benefits of this spiritual spring to Wang Yan's soul and body far exceeded his imagination. He looked surprised and a little confused.

The succubus followed suit and took a big mouthful without ceremony. Her delicate body trembled, and she obviously gained a lot of benefits.

After the two of them finished drinking, the spring water fountain disappeared again, and the tranquility of the spring well was restored.

Wang Yan said gratefully: "Thank you very much, Khenpo Taibao, for giving me the spiritual spring. It's just that I don't know a little bit about it. I heard that everyone in the world can take advantage of this spiritual spring. If everyone has such a wonderful use, wouldn't it be..."

"The spiritual spring accumulates over time, and the spirituality is deposited in the depths of the spring. The holy water from the spiritual spring that ordinary people take has very little spirituality. But for a layman to take a sip, it takes ten years to accumulate." Khenpo Taibao is obviously not a gift, but also has a hidden personality. He said in a calm tone.

Ten years of accumulation? Then the two of them had a mouthful just now. Wasn’t it the accumulation of twenty years?

This Gonggar Temple has only been established for more than 600 years, which means that one-thirtieth of the accumulation of 600 years has been used as a benefit to Wang Yan.

Okay, okay, I suddenly received such a favor without realizing it.

"Junior, I can only express my gratitude without saying a word of thanks. I will definitely repay you if I have the opportunity in the future." Wang Yan replied seriously.

"You're welcome. Since the layman wants to go up the mountain to do something, then please invite him." After Dabao Khenpo delivered the spiritual spring, he said something to drive them away.

After Wang Yan thanked him again and again, he walked out of the temple under the leadership of the young man Zhaba.

At this moment, a group of hikers came laughing and noisy not far away.

It stands to reason that as Mount Gongga is a famous mountain for mountain climbing, it is quite normal for some climbers to appear even if the season is wrong. But this group of climbers made Wang Yan stunned. Is this a joke? How could it be such a coincidence~?

At the same time, the team of climbers also discovered Wang Yan.

One of the women was stunned and screamed crazily: "Oh, my God. Wang Yan, you, you, you, haven't you already returned to the M78 Nebula?"

Seeing his old friends, Wang Yan also smiled and waved and said: "I encountered some minor problems on the way back to my home planet and had to return. By the way, why are you here?"

But I was speechless~ Uh...M78 Nebula, should I go back to Namek?

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