Popov took Yi Chen's piece of paper to a meeting with the staff responsible for negotiations.
He carefully proposed his own new conditions to these Chinese experts based on the data given by Yi Chen, and then Popov I watched with anxiety as the faces of the negotiators slowly changed.
As for Yi Chen, he took a group of local officials and special officials from the mainland to go shopping early.
Before going out, Fatadio asked him a little worriedly: "Is it okay?
If we weren't there, Popov might not dare to make a decision."
Yi Chen said simply: "As long as he listens to me, the decision is correct.
You see, I am based on the Americans.
They require free use of land for fifty years before signing an agreement.
I want him to propose every The rent is one yuan per square meter per year.
Including the mine, it is a large amount of money every year.
We only need to sign a forty-nine-year agreement and negotiate again after forty-nine years.
Americans.
Each local worker was given a monthly salary of RMB 1,000, and I gave him RMB 1,100.
The Americans said that all management would use their own people, and that all factories and technologies would be handed over in the final transfer, and I agreed.
China sends capable technical personnel to join our management and can train them in certain special technologies.
Who will they go to?"
Fatadio nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay, we all pay in U.S. dollars.
Converted into U.S. dollars, the costs are not big...
Well...
We should agree to pay according to the current U.S. dollar exchange rate.
I don't want to make a mistake.
The kind of mistake the U.S.
Embassy in Russia made.”
Yi Chen snapped his fingers and said happily: "Aha, I have already thought of it.
I require that no matter how the exchange rate of RMB against the US dollar changes in the future, all payments will be made according to the exchange rate on the date of signing the agreement.
Is there any problem with this?
Everything else In all aspects, I have made a little more money than the Americans.
This weight is enough.
As long as we lay a good emotional foundation on these officials, I think we only need to wait for the factory to start working and then make money for us. ” Fatadio nodded with satisfaction: "Great, oh, it's always cost-effective to do business with the Chinese..."
He lowered his voice: "Of course, we can't offend them, otherwise, their administrative intervention will make us We lost all our money, but we are not Americans, so why should we offend them?"
Yi Chen smiled and gestured and said: "Well, if Mr.
Popov is really as smart as you say, we will have no problem.
In order to prevent the Americans from throwing money at these officials, we need to spend a lot of money on them."
More will do, anyway, I’m always happy to exchange small money for big money.”
The two laughed and took their subordinates out.
The convoy circled the street a few times, made a special trip to pick up the officials, and then headed towards the destination.
Perhaps all foreign tourists are interested in the Potala Palace, so under the introduction of a local official, the motorcade headed towards the Potala Palace.
Director Zhang, who thought he was very familiar with Yi Chen and the others, smiled and said to Yi Chen: "Mr.
Yi, the Potala Palace is the largest temple in Tibet.
There are other smaller temples that are also worth seeing.
However, If it’s your first time, it’s best to go to the Potala Palace. ” Yi Chen's scalp felt numb as he thought of those terrifyingly powerful mental powers.
In his impression, only a few elders of the Tianxing Sect had such powerful power.
Although I didn't go to the Potala Palace to cause trouble, it was inevitable that misunderstandings would arise if I wandered in front of these people's houses.
With the addition of Chekhov and several troublemakers, it was hard to say that those living Buddhas, big and small, would kill me like ants.
The motorcade stopped in the square in front of the Potala Palace, and Chekov muttered: "Oh, why are there not a few beauties...
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Hey, brothers, how about that tour guide over there?"
Yi Chen rolled his eyes, made a shut-up gesture to Chekov, and followed Director Zhang, who volunteered to act as a tour guide, towards the entrance of the Potala Palace.
A bunch of officials who were attracted by Yi Chen followed behind with smiles and chatted with Fatadio, while Fatadio gave full play to his ability to speak irresponsibly and paint random pictures with gleeful words.
It represents the bright future of Lhasa in more than ten years. . .
Anyway, the conceptual diagram is drawn by people.
As for whether it can be realized, that will be a matter of more than ten years.
These officials were quite discerning.
When they saw Feili hugging Yi Chen tightly, they stopped disturbing him and gathered around Fatadio.
As for Jester and the others, just look at their clothes, their soft walking posture, the cigarettes in their mouths, and the jewelry on their bodies.
These officials have no interest in provoking them.
As soon as they entered, the lamas of the Potala Palace gave Yi Chen and the others a slap in the face.
The two looked to be in their thirties, and they didn't pay much attention to their clothes.
The lama in brown clothes walked down from the top slowly with bare feet.
His four eyes were a little bigger than the eyes of a cow, and he was so stubborn.
He stared at Skye and the others for a while, and then he slowly came in with a serious face, saluted Skye, and talked for a while.
A dark-skinned official who seemed to be a native of Tibet was stunned for a moment, rushed up to the two lamas, and teased them for a while.
The two lamas frowned, turned around and left.
Just as they turned around, a powerful dark force surged through the air towards Skye.
Skye sneered, grabbed it casually, and shattered the energy.
He was about to fight back, but Yi Chen had already coughed and glanced at him.
The seven people in Skye immediately became more well-behaved than puppies.
They ran away with smiles and winked at Jester and Chekov.
Yi Chen approached the official and asked, "Oh, hello, these two masters seem to be... to my subordinates."
The official laughed quickly: "Oh, it doesn't matter.
They said they were very interested in your seven subordinates and wanted to talk to them alone.
But I said you are distinguished guests and must ask for your permission before they leave.
It’s really strange.
I don’t know why I’m looking for your subordinate.”
Yi Chen quickly chuckled a few times: "Oh, I don't know.
Let's continue sightseeing.
Ah, the Buddha statues here are very unique.
Are they made of pure gold?"
He knew very well that these lamas recognized After all, Skye and the others are not human beings.
If they don't get angry, then they are a ghost.
Probably knowing the identities of these officials, the two young lamas couldn't make up their minds, so they didn't necessarily go in to find them.
In one sentence, he seduced a few fat officials to come over.
They all grinned and said, "Ah, well, there are some pure gold ones.
They are in the deepest hall.
Most of the outermost ones are covered with gold." . . .
But don’t underestimate the Potala Palace.
There are many precious vaults in the back.”
The group of people chatted and laughed further and further, and Yi Chen asked seriously: "Is there a workshop in Lhasa that makes fine small Buddha statues?"
Director Zhang became more energetic: "Yes, of course there is.
The craftsmen here are quite good.
I am quite familiar with the streets and alleys of Lhasa.
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If Mr.
Yi needs it, I can take you to several good places."
Let’s take a look at the place.”
Yi Chen smiled and said calmly: "I think you all believe in Buddhism.
After all, Lhasa is a Buddhist city.
Although I, Yi, have believed in Taoism since childhood, there is no conflict with the spirit of Buddhism." .
This, I am going to order a batch of small Buddha statues to give to you.
Of course, it would be ideal if you could ask the living Buddha here to help with the consecration."
A fat man laughed: "Oh, you are too polite.
We have many Buddha statues here.
If Mr.
Yi is interested, we can collect some older and more spiritual ones and give them to Mr.
Yi."
He was straightforward.
It showed that he was going to use antiques to please Yi Chen.
Yi Chen chuckled: "Oh, I am planning to purchase a batch of gold and customize a batch of pure gold Buddha statues."
The eyes of several officials lit up, they nodded knowingly, laughed, took the hands of several colleagues next to them, and took away these guys who had not yet reacted.
They also waved with a smile and said: "Lao Zhang, You talk slowly with Mr.
Yi and the others, and we also go around to have fun."
They used some elegant words.
Fatadio smiled, winked at Yi Chen, and followed them.
The further Yi Chen walked into the Potala Palace, the heavier the pressure on his body felt.
Jester and Feili followed Yi Chen and noticed something was wrong.
They slowed down a little hesitantly.
It seemed that the entire Potala Palace was releasing a kind of power to closely monitor them.
Yi Chen watched in horror as the seven of Skye and the others walked around as if nothing had happened.
His spiritual thoughts came out slightly.
Yi Chen was horrified to find that more than fifty powerful thoughts were following Skye and the others closely.
Worrying that this was inside the Potala Palace, these thoughts were only contained but not released.
The strange thing is that the pressure against Yi Chen and the others disappeared when they were still a few feet away from Skye and the others.
Yi Chen's mind moved, and a huge force came through the air.
Yi Chen's mind was dizzy, and a tall human figure with three heads and six arms suddenly appeared in his mind.
The demon-suppressing handprints on the six arms changed in countless ways, and his whole body was filled with fierce energy.
The fire-shrouded figure let out a thunderous laugh: "Hehehehehe, little friend, I am so polite...
We were mistaken the day before yesterday...
A friend came from afar, and the Potala Palace opened its doors to welcome guests."
Yi Chen's face changed wildly, and his whole body trembled for a while as if he had been electrocuted.
He quickly smiled and said to Director Zhang: "Oh, Director Zhang, should we go to another place for sightseeing?
The room here makes me feel depressed.
It's too big.
I've hated closed and deep places since I was a child.
Why don't we go to the back mountain to see the tower forest?
Let's go there and enjoy it."
After that, Director Zhang said.
In reply, he took Feili by the hand and walked out.
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Sally sensed something was wrong and hurriedly followed.
Director Zhang nodded quickly: "Yeah, I also think the room here is a bit too dark.
Alas, these lamas, don't they put on more spotlights when they have something to do?
They make it magnificent, and tourists like it too."
Seeing Yi Chen Chen had already walked out, Director Zhang quickly opened his chubby legs and hurriedly chased after him, regardless of his little translator screaming behind him to be careful.
Chekov yelled there: "Boss, why don't we go see what's inside first?
There are a lot of treasures inside...
Well..."
Jester had already grabbed his neck with one hand, his face was cold.
Just pull it and leave.
After all, Skye and the others are geniuses of the vampire race.
After Yi Chen and Jester's pretentiousness, they still didn't know something was wrong.
They slightly released a little dark breath to test the nearby space.
Immediately, there was a sound in the air.
There was a faint sound of Sanskrit chanting, and bursts of chiming bells came from the depths of the Potala Palace.
Huge waves of force gathered from all directions.
The seven of them swayed for a few times like a small boat in a typhoon, and hurriedly followed Yi Chen and the others out.
Des muttered: "This place is too evil, damn, don't push me, I will use bombs to kill you...
Damn, what a horrible sound..."
The Sanskrit chants rushed straight into the seven of them with soul-stirring force, making them dizzy.
They did not dare to wait any longer, and followed Yi Chen in a hurry towards the back.
At this moment, with the sound of bells ringing throughout the Potala Palace, countless lamas chanting sutras were heard.
Director Zhang said with a smile: "Oh, Mr.
Yi, this is what the lamas in the Potala Palace are doing their homework.
It is said that those who are destined to listen to their chants will be blessed...
But, strangely, today's Why is the time wrong?"
He looked at his watch with a puzzled look on his face.
The sound of chanting became louder and louder, waves of cigarette smoke filled the air, and powerful thoughts enveloped the entire Potala Palace.
Yi Chen and the others were like white mice in a cage.
Although they had not poured boiling water on them, they had already understood They expressed that the entire Potala Palace did not welcome them.
Yi Chen almost ran away towards the gate, but seeing the back mountain right in front of him, if he walked through the gate, he would have to pass through the main halls just now, so he really didn't have the courage.
Yi Chen wailed in his heart: "Supreme Taoist Master, how come you didn't know how perverted these lamas were in the Tianxing Sect back then?
Why did I bring seven vampires to the Potala Palace?
They should belong to the Buddha Sect.
I have made it clear to all The possessors of dark power have a hostile attitude."
As for Skye and the others, their whole bodies began to tremble at this moment, especially Des, whose stunt was the breath of death.
He was even more shocked, and there was a faint trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.
Yi Chen saw that something was wrong.
If this continued, the seven vampires would not be able to save themselves before they could escape to the back mountain. . .
Yi Chen risked his life.
No matter what, at least Skye and the others were following him loyally now. . .
His spiritual thoughts shot out of the air, and he quickly found the most powerful spiritual force just now, and a pure star power was transmitted along the contact between the two spiritual thoughts.
It was a powerful force filled with the awe-inspiring righteousness of heaven and earth, and with the incomparably brilliant light of the stars.
The power of thought was slightly startled, and a lion-like roar came from Yi Chen's ears.
His whole body trembled, and a long and pure power was injected into his body from the sky.
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Then, the entire Potala Palace instantly It got quiet. . .
Director Zhang exclaimed in surprise: "What's going on with these lamas?
They have learned to be lazy.
It's okay if they don't do their homework and don't do it on time.
They actually only read the sutra for less than two minutes and then stopped.
Even if they are a monk and recite for a day, Well, at least you should spend more time reading.”
Yi Chen smiled bitterly in his heart.
The power carried the Buddha's light and traveled around his body.
It was as if warm water had washed his entire meridians, and he felt extremely comfortable.
But he learned it from Jester's black magic book.
Dark magic has actually been completely abolished, and not a trace of dark energy remains.
That thought force sent a message: "Donor, if you are destined, please come to my house for a while."
Yi Chen smiled bitterly, "Forget it, you naturally dare to invite me over, but little brother, do I dare to come over?"
He hurriedly replied: "Junior is busy with business, so I shouldn't disturb my senior's hard work.
I'll see you there, I'll see you again."
When the last message came, the human figure gradually faded away in Yi Chen's mind, and he laughed and said: "If so, then there is no fate, no fate..."
Yi Chen was covered in cold sweat and led a group of people out of the Potala Palace and arrived at their Tallinn location.
Skye was sweating profusely and whispered with a pale face: "We have saved a life...
Satan testifies, as long as I leave here, I will never come back."
Several vampires looked at Yi Chen with extremely grateful eyes, nodded slightly, and said nothing more.
They had just reached the last moment and had used all the dark power in their bodies to resist the impact of the Buddha's power from the outside world, but it had no effect at all.
When they were about to be seriously injured, they felt that Yi Chen's star power rushed out, and then For some reason, all the stress just disappeared.
Director Zhang was a little surprised and shouted: "Oh, Mr.
Yi, your seven subordinates, are they okay?
Are they too tired to climb the steps?
You have to be careful...
If they develop emphysema, But that’s troublesome.”
Yi Chen shook his head quickly and said: "It doesn't matter.
You see, their living habits are not very good.
After all, they are drug addicts...
You understand, hehe...
The body is weak, but altitude sickness will not occur.
This Don’t worry. . .
Oh, Tallinn is so spectacular.”
Director Zhang said with a smile: "Well, it's a nice place.
We can take our time to explore...
It is said that the most magnificent vault here is made of hundreds of kilograms of gold, and there are countless inlaid on it."
Where are the gems?”
Yi Chen tried his luck slightly, but now he didn't have the time to pay attention to Director Zhang.
He just played a few haha, and prepared to do a little bit of pretense, and leave immediately after taking a look at Tallinn.
He couldn't guarantee whether those lamas suddenly couldn't think about it.
To slay demons, seven vampires were crucified here.
Seeing that Director Zhang was about to chatter again, Yi Chen quickly moved closer to his ear and whispered: "Director Zhang, well, I've prepared a small gift for you tonight, hehe, I'll look after you then.
Please help me a lot. .
Please give me a lot of introductions and kind words to other leaders.”
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Director Zhang rolled his eyes several times, nodded knowingly, and laughed a few times.
Yi Chen raised his eyebrows, hugged Feili and walked towards the interior of Tallinn, comparing that mouth to that of an eighty-year-old old lady.
Director Zhang was left to Jester and the others.
After a cursory look at a few stone towers, Yi Chen prepared to take people down the mountain and return to the hotel.
Looking at Jester and the others, they were all in shock.
It looked like they would definitely not have any fun. . .
At this moment, a ding sound came, and then an old man's hoarse voice came over there, chanting a few words, and then there was a subtle ding sound.
Feili stuck out her tongue and pulled Yi Chen: "Boss, let's go over and have a look.
It seems like he is knocking rocks."
Chekov's eyes lit up: "Boss, is he robbing tombs?
Hehe...
Should we go over and have a look?"
Yi Chen looked at Skye and the others, who nodded.
Yi Chen also became curious.
Logically speaking, in such a sacred Tallinn, random knocking should not be allowed.
If it is said to be stealing, Something in Tallinn. . .
This time is a bit too early, isn't it?
It's so early in the morning.
What are you stealing?
Aren't you afraid that the lamas will beat you to death with a Zen stick?
Yi Chen was the first to walk over cautiously, while Director Zhang, perhaps out of official instinct, had already grabbed his cell phone and was ready to dial 110 at any time.
After turning a few circles, Yi Chen approached a tall stone tower.
The first thing he saw was a layer of gray hair growing messily on the top of his head.
He was wearing a dress that should have been brown but now turned black.
The old man in tattered lama robes, holding a hammer and a chisel in his hand, was slowly and feebly carving words on a stone slab.
Yi Chen shook his head.
It seemed that people like him were too allergic.
Anyway, the Potala Palace is not a fun place, and Yi Chen doesn't plan to stay any longer.
It's best to leave immediately.
Waving his hand, Yi Chen signaled everyone to leave, while looking back casually.
This sight made Yi Chen stunned.
Yi Chen knew the six-character mantra of Tantra to subdue demons, and had also learned some small methods.
However, this lama who was almost dead, how could he just carve one?
The word hum.
Just when Yi Chen was stunned, stone fire flew everywhere, The word "Hum" has already been formed.
The old lama casually tore open the wound on the index finger of his left hand where the blood had just solidified.
He smeared a layer of light blood stains on each stroke of the word "Hum", then sighed slightly and muttered a few verses. , while waving his hand, he grabbed another stone slab.
Director Zhang came over and asked Yi Chen disinterestedly: "Mr.
Yi, isn't he just a dead old lama?
What's there to see?
Let's continue walking around."
Yi Chen waved his hand, but his heart was shocked.
When the old lama waved his hand to pick up the slate just now, his movements were extremely solemn, but the slate seemed to fly to his hand.
With Yi Chen's current eyesight, he couldn't even see clearly what the old lama was doing. action.
Yi Chen shook his head and walked up respectfully.
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According to the etiquette of his sect, he bowed his head and greeted: "Master, this junior is polite."
The old lama turned around, glanced at Yi Chen a few times with his cloudy eyes, made a few "ah, ah" sounds in his mouth, turned around, and continued chipping away at the stone slab.
Chekov frowned, secretly took out the flying blade in his pocket, and was about to give this old man a blow, but Jester, like Yi Chen, discovered the weirdness of the old lama and grabbed him tightly.
He took Chekov's hand and glanced at him.
Yi Chen smiled, turned around and said to Director Zhang: "Ah, today's fun is almost over, well... the weather in Lhasa is still not suitable for us.
The sun makes our skin burn, but the temperature in the air is so cold. , It’s really uncomfortable.”
Director Zhang nodded quickly: "Yes, yes, Lhasa is a ghost place.
Alas, the locals take off their clothes under the sun.
As soon as they reach the shade of the house, they have to put on their fur coats.
It's really...
It’s very troublesome.
I think Mr.
Yi is also tired.
Let’s go back to the hotel.”
Yi Chen chuckled a few times and followed Director Zhang's words and led everyone away.
After Yi Chen and the others walked far away, the old lama raised his head and looked at Yi Chen's back blankly.
He moved his mouth a few times and recited a few verses very slowly.
The familiar and flowing movements carve out the word "Hum".
There was a crackling sound, and the stone slab suddenly cracked.
The old lama trembled all over, and his heart, which had long been as dry as stone, twitched violently.
He almost screamed in fright, staring at the broken stone slab, lost in thought.
After a long time, he slowly grabbed another stone slab and continued carving slowly. a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291 a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291 a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291 a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291 At night, Feili was already asleep, but Yi Chen, who had just gone crazy, couldn't fall asleep.
There was always a constant tinkling sound in his ears, and the vague voice of the old lama chanting sutras could also be heard vaguely.
Yi Chen activated the true energy in his body, closed his five senses, and completely immersed his mind into the star core in his body, and that weird sound directly circulated throughout his Six Glory Stars There was a loud noise inside, as if the entire small universe was shaking, making his mind dizzy.
Yi Chen stood up angrily, staring in the direction of the Potala Palace, thinking in his heart: "Lamas, I have no enmity with you, don't punish me like this.
I admit that Skye and the other seven are vampires." , but do you really need to harass me?
It’s impossible for you to push the warheads against each other.
Damn it, what a terrible sound it is.”
"No, those lamas who live in the Potala Palace, do they need to deal with me like this?
Judging from the old monk's attitude during the day, he no longer has any ill intentions towards us...
Then, damn, that stone carver "Old Lama."
Yi Chen's face turned cold, he threw on a coat and flew out of the hotel, shooting a thin silver line toward the back hill of the Potala Palace.
After Yi Chen approached the Potala Palace, he had already experienced the power of the lamas inside during the day.
The sword light circled for a while, high over the Potala Palace, and fell far outside the Tallinn.
Then he stepped After running quickly for a while, I arrived at the place where the old lama was carving words during the day.
As expected, this weird old lama was still where he was, holding a hammer and chisel in his hand and looking at Yi Chen with dull eyes.
Yi Chen clasped his fists slightly and said angrily: "Master, I have been taught by you...
This junior seems to have nothing to offend, so why bother bothering him?"
Yi Chen made up his mind.
Anyway, if this old lama and The lama who transformed into a three-headed and six-armed statue during the day was almost as powerful, so it would be useless for everyone to come together.
It would be better to go to the door alone and see if he has the nerve to bully a junior like me.
The old lama's mouth was open for a long time, and it took a long time to squeeze out a few words, as if he had not spoken for decades.
He stammered and said in a childish tone like a baby: "I...I... ."
I asked you to come here."
The old lama spoke the dialect of Yunnan and Guizhou areas in Sichuan.
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Yi Chen understood what he meant, and couldn't help but frowned and asked him: "I don't know why the seniors are calling the juniors."
The old lama frowned and pondered for a long time, then stammered: "I, I want...
We are destined..."
Yi Chen was almost frightened, what are you saying?
What do you want?
Oh my God, please don't say it so coquettishly, okay?
However, it seemed that this old lama was talking very seriously, and Yi Chen couldn't help but become serious, He said respectfully: "I don't know what senior means.
This junior has been involved in Taoism since childhood, which seems to be similar to Buddhism..."
The old lama shook his head, moved his tongue desperately, and said fluently: "It has nothing to do with Taoism or Buddhism.
I am destined to you...
God told me today that you are my key.
You can help me break these stone slabs. you can..."
Yi Chen stared blankly at the countless stone slabs with the word "Hum" carved on the ground nearby, and smiled helplessly: "Senior, it's too easy for me to help you break these stone slabs."
The old lama shook his head quickly, pointed to himself and said: "It's the stone slab in my heart, no, it's not on the ground..."
Yi Chen was puzzled, shook his head and said, "Junior doesn't know what senior means."
It seemed that the old lama was about to burst into tears.
He made babbling gestures for a long time, dancing so much that the hammer and chisel almost flew out of his hands, but he still couldn't tell what he meant.
Yi Chen smiled helplessly, frowned and thought hard for a long time, then suddenly pointed to the stone slab on the ground and asked: "Senior, why did you only carve one of the six words of Tantra's mantra to subdue demons?"
The old lama showed a smile, nodded repeatedly and said: "There is no other, only one, one is enough, one is enough."
After saying that, he waved his hand, and a gust of wind rose from the ground.
He opened his mouth and let out a thunderous roar.
With a bang, Yi Chen hurriedly took a dozen steps back, trembling all over.
The stars were shaking in front of his eyes, and his blood was boiling and he was almost about to die. spit it out.
In the sky, golden snakes were faintly flashing in the clouds, and a huge force enveloped the surroundings.
The old lama frowned and stammered: "One word is enough...
Why are you using six?
One word can subdue the demons, one word can purify yourself, one word can shake the world, why do you need six?"
indivual" Yichen has no solution.
The old lama looked at the thunder and lightning flashing in the sky and murmured: "One word can achieve all the teachings of ten thousand volumes of Buddhist scriptures...
One is enough, why so many?"
Yi Chen's heart moved slightly, as if he had grasped some trick, but he couldn't figure it out.
The old lama must have asked this question to countless people, but Yi Chen didn't think anyone could answer his weird question.
All lamas and monks are from orthodox backgrounds.
It can be said that they believe that the Buddhist scriptures and the meaning of Buddhism are things that are natural and natural.
They follow the experience and practice of their predecessors.
In the future, their cultivation will gradually deepen, and they will naturally ascend to bliss.
How can this old lama be like this?
He has extremely powerful power, but he gets into trouble.
The old lama looked at Yi Chen blankly, and said blankly: "When I meditate, I can see the realm of bliss, and when I wander, I can feel the divine power of the Buddhas that remain in this world...
Hold up the cloth In the Dala Palace, I am the only one who has this level of cultivation.
However, those who are not as good as me have ascended one after another.
I only have the power of Buddha and have been lingering in the human world for hundreds of years.
Why does God say that you and I are destined?
" Yi Chen was shocked in his heart.
If this silly old lama hadn't bragged, he should have ascended a hundred years ago, but he still stayed here.
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Isn't he even more powerful than his master?
But, his problem, he I really don't know how to answer.
Yi Chen doesn't know the question at all, how to answer it?
Yi Chen smiled bitterly: "Master, the Buddha has thousands of incarnations to help the world.
This is what the younger generation admires greatly.
But the younger generation is just a villain in the ordinary world.
Who knows how the Buddha's virtue can answer the master's question?
You've got the wrong one...
God must be drunk."
A huge bolt of lightning struck down from the sky, and Yi Chen flashed forward.
A deep hole was opened where he stood just now by the infinite power of God.
Yi Chen was dumbfounded.
He couldn't think of cursing God and other things on weekdays as free food, but today. . .
Not so evil, right?
The old lama pointed to the sky mysteriously: "Shh, God is listening...
He said that we are destined, so I will definitely ascend because of you.
Tell me why."
Yi Chen was so depressed in his heart, he muttered shamelessly: "You can feel the divine power, then ask those Buddhas yourself, I am just a mortal...
Well, well...
You see, what do I know about Buddhism?
Nothing makes any sense."
The old lama didn't seem to hear Yi Chen's words, but muttered what he just said.
He muttered: "The Buddha has thousands of incarnations to help the world, why do he need thousands of incarnations?
I have a golden body with infinite power. , why change?"
Yi Chen sighed in his heart, as if he had caught something.
Suddenly, the two flying star swords turned into two silver rainbows that shot through the air and hit the old lama.
The old lama shook his head: "It's useless."
Between waving his hands, the flying stars flew out.
The sword retreated in a hurry, but he casually flicked two fingers on Yi Chen's sword light, forcefully repelling Yi Chen's sword light.
Yi Chen scolded, pointed his hand, and two rays of silver light made a loud clang, turning into ten thousand silver rainbows, like thunder and lightning in the heaven, and stabbed the old lama overwhelmingly.
The old lama still wanted to follow the same pattern and flick away the sword light with his fingers, but how could he be so fast?
There was a crisp sound, and the lama's robe that was already torn and shapeless was simply twisted into pieces. , his withered naked body stood comically in Tallinn.
Yi Chen was also shocked.
It was too outrageous that the Flying Star Sword didn't even cut off a single hair on his head.
However, Yi Chen had already thought about what to say.
He didn't wait for the old lama to come to his senses, and shouted directly: "My two swords have no effect, but ten thousand swords are effective.
Although the Buddha has infinite magic power, how can he respond to the thousands of worlds?"
The only cry for help from thousands of people is There are thousands of incarnations, just perform them one by one...
"Yi Chen is also willing to give up.
I don't care why you have to transform so many people.
Anyway, I will give it to you.
It's best that you, the old lama, are confused and die in the end.
The best.
In short, this makes sense.
If you don’t believe it, try asking London to release just one policeman.
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Even if he is superhuman, he won’t be able to deal with so many hooligans.
The old lama threw away the hammer and hit his head hard.
He thought hard for a while and seemed to have grasped some key, but he couldn't figure it out.
He was so anxious that he was thrashing around on the ground and his face turned red all of a sudden.
Yi Chen shrugged his shoulders and said softly: "The six words of the mantra to subdue demons each have their own effects.
If there is a master with infinite power, naturally one word can be worth ten thousand words.
But how can ordinary monks have such majestic power?
Just follow the path and perform it one by one according to the need.
Just like our Taoist supreme demon-suppressing formation, it cannot be performed by one person.
Only many Taoists must join forces to guard the flag gate one by one to achieve this supreme secret.
Woolen cloth."
The old lama stopped and looked at Yi Chen blankly.
Yi Chen frowned and said slowly: "Master must have practiced hard since childhood and cultivated a golden body that will be immortal for a hundred kalpas.
But what's the use of cultivating alone?
It's like a great golden elixir that can't connect the heaven, earth and universe, and can't The upper body's heavenly mind will naturally be obsessed with the pursuit of its own supreme power, but it cannot truly glimpse the portal of the supreme wonderland."
The old lama closed his eyes and said to himself: "Dharma door, Dharma door...
Buddha has three thousand Dharma doors, and all of them can achieve positive results."
Yi Chen thought for a moment, yes, that seems to be the case, so he nodded quickly.
The old lama tilted his head and thought: "Three thousand Dharma doors, three thousand Dharma doors, what's the use of having so many?
Why do I need so many?
What are the conveniences?
Why can't I become a Buddha?
With my cultivation, can't I still become a Buddha?"
Yi Chen rolled his eyes and said simply: "You don't deserve to become a Buddha.
You don't deserve to become a Buddha at all.
When have you ever seen those people who are selfish and practice alone become Buddhas?
There is supreme power in the Dharma practice."
Why, you have not done anything to help the people, so you Why do you deserve to be a Buddha and a kid?
You are just like me and wallowing in the mortal world.
God is not an idiot.
Who would let a selfish ghost become a Buddha like me?
, why did you become a Buddha?"
Yi Chen said it in one breath and continued directly: "Look at your way of practice.
You are blindly pursuing more powerful power and blindly cultivating yourself into a golden body.
In the Buddhist scriptures, who is not the one who has achieved the right result?
After many hardships, nine deaths I ask you, you harassed me for most of the night just for a stupid question.
Wouldn’t a Buddha do that?
Damn it, based on this, if I were God, I wouldn’t do it. . . .
A huge bolt of lightning struck down, and Yi Chen quickly dodged it.
Looking at the sky where the golden snakes danced wildly, he felt frightened and no longer dared to talk nonsense. . .
He still believes that there are gods in the sky, but he doesn't have much respect for those gods in the West.
The old lama's eyes opened wider and wider.
He looked at Yi Chen and kept mumbling: "I don't deserve to become a Buddha.
I don't deserve to become a Buddha...
Hahahahaha.
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It turns out it's so simple...
It turns out that I don't deserve to become a Buddha." , The wonderland of the West doesn’t open the door to me at all, haha, it’s so simple. . . .”
He suddenly started crying while holding his head.
Yi Chen was stunned for a moment.
Isn't this old lama an idiot?
Or maybe what he said shocked him too much and made the old man despair.
Yi Chen smiled helplessly: "Forget it, old man, I don't have much to say, alas...
It's not easy for people to live...
According to your cultivation level, you can't even die now, why don't I introduce you to you?
Go to a place called the Dark Council, where there are old ghosts who have lived for thousands of years, and you will definitely find good friends."
The old lama stood up slowly and showed a smile: "Kid, come here..."
He stretched out his hand to grasp, but Yi Chen was so scared that he quickly backed away.
God knows if he wanted to kill himself out of despair.
However, a violent surge surged forward, and Yi Chen couldn't lift any real energy from his body, so he flew over in embarrassment.
A huge force rushed into Yi Chen's body, and then, Yi Chen's mind was shocked.
Every bit of memory since birth, even many of which Yi Chen himself had forgotten, were all forgotten by the old lama.
Squeezed out.
Naturally, the old lama's own memory was passed on to Yi Chen without reservation. . .
Yi Chen secretly complained in his heart, feeling that this business was a big loss.
This old lama was just a little lama hundreds of years ago, and he was a lowly servant lama with the lowest status.
Every day he was bullied by countless lamas whose status was more than ten levels higher than him.
Relying on a few secretly learned spells, he practiced hard and gradually became almost obsessive.
As his cultivation deepened, he became more and more focused on pursuing the most powerful power. . .
In the end, he cultivated a golden body, but he had no idea how to continue practicing, so he was immersed in the constant pursuit of more powerful power.
His life was without any color.
Practice, continuous practice, hard practice like a fool, was his life.
And Yi Chen's experience was given to the old lama without reservation.
The wanderings and bumps of childhood, the joy of learning arts as a child, the sadness of being kicked out of the house as an adult, the heartache of losing power, the despair of falling into death, and now the crazy pursuit of power and money for myself and my subordinates, are not the same at all.
The reserved ones were sent to the old lama's mind, which was almost as dry as sand.
For a long time, the old lama let go of Yi Chen, knelt down to him respectfully, and then rang his head three times.
Yi Chen was almost scared to death.
He didn't have the habit of asking his elders to kneel down in front of him.
He quickly knelt down and banged his head eight times in front of the old lama.
The old lama didn't stop him.
He picked up Yi Chen with one hand, pulled Yi Chen to sit down side by side, and said in a low voice: "It turns out that I have been wrong all my life.
I took the wrong path.
No wonder the Buddha refused to open the door."
Yi Chen looked at him helplessly and whispered: "It's still too late now."
The old lama laughed: "It's too late, it's too late...
The heart is already dead...
I want to change my heart and body, and then practice again.
Alas..."
Yi Chen suddenly woke up and looked at him pitifully: "I'm leaving."
The old lama nodded repeatedly: "I have to go, I have to go, otherwise, my whole life of hard work will be wasted."
Yi Chen nodded and stood up: "Is there nothing wrong with this junior?
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These stones should be considered broken."
The old lama looked at Yi Chen strangely and whispered: "You said that you can't become an immortal either."
Yi Chen shrugged his shoulders: "Senior, I have killed countless people.
Haha, if I can still become an immortal, the world must be dissatisfied, or it is deliberately playing tricks on me."
The old lama tilted his head and said: "Well, anyway, according to the world's standards, you are a big bastard...
You won't mind..."
Yi Chen looked at him in astonishment: "What do you mind?"
The old lama said in a low voice: "After hundreds of years of hard work, I really can't bear it...
Alas, after reincarnation, these magical powers will be of no use to me.
You can't become an immortal anyway, so why not help me..."
No When Yi Chen agreed, he opened his hand and held Yi Chen firmly in his hand, and then, a huge golden essence with ten thousand feet of Buddha light rushed into Yi Chen's body.
Before Yi Chen could react, he was so shocked that he vomited three mouthfuls of black blood.
Yi Chen opened his mouth, but the entire body's true energy system was suppressed by this incredibly huge true energy and was trembling.
He couldn't speak.
Through the spiritual communication with Yi Chen just now, the old lama had surprisingly stolen the Tianxing Sect's method.
At this moment, his true energy was flowing crazily in Yi Chen's body along with the Tianxing Jue.
Yi Chen's own star power circulation system was As soon as this tyrannical force rushed forward, everything fell into pieces, and little bits of silver light scattered in all directions.
The old lama roared: "Don't let my hundreds of years of hard work disappear in vain.
Donor, please keep something for me in this world."
With a thought in his mind, Yi Chen managed to take a breath and help the golden true energy flow to move.
A sudden change occurred in the sky.
It was as if there was a black hole in Yi Chen's body, frantically absorbing the surrounding star power.
In the sky and within the clouds, thick, silvery waves invisible to the naked eye surged in from all directions.
Eighteen thousand pores filled Yi Chen's body.
The six-flare star cycle that Yi Chen had maintained for a long time completely collapsed, and the star core also collapsed. . .
The old lama's golden essence, mixed with the infinite star power from the outside world, rushed into Yi Chen's Dantian, tightly suppressing the scattered silver spots.
Yi Chen roared wildly, and those silver light spots suddenly gathered tightly under the impetus of the Tianxing Jue.
Together with the true energy of the old lama's body, they re-condensed into a huge star core.
Then, they burst again, and once again burst from the six stars.
Yaoxing, Twelve Yuanchen, etc. soared all the way up, and then returned to a state of chaos.
Yi Chen looked inside attentively.
In the hazy gold and silver mist, a little silver light shot out.
The chaos in the body was broken.
The endless star power and the old lama's true essence were fiercely locked towards the center, and a small A small gold and silver man suddenly took shape, with a small silver flying sword flying in front of him, flying back and forth in Yi Chen's body, causing thousands of golden whirlpools.
The old lama's true energy rushed in continuously, and the villain became quiet.
A primitive star power cycle was also generated in his body.
Then, six silver stars flashed, and six stars were formed in the villain's body.
The shining star cycle, and then, driven by the old lama's infinite true energy, the villain gradually grew taller and taller, and gradually became like a substance.
The star power cycle in its body also directly broke through the first great cycle and reached the end of the twenty-eight great cycles.
After the situation, it stabilized.
The muscles and bones of Yi Chen's body made a subtle crackling sound, and ripples of star power swept across his body.
His bones and muscles were strengthened hundreds of times, and with a crisp sound, his skin exploded.
One layer, together with the torn clothes, was swept away by the powerful energy storm around the body.
Yi Chen's spiritual thoughts were strengthened countless times, and he tightly grasped every fluctuation of star power.
He seemed to have turned into the star itself, and every cell in his body was accompanied by the fluctuations of these star powers.
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Jumping.
Waves of ecstasy came over him, and Yi Chen shed two tears. . .
The Star Gathering Realm, which was originally thought to be unattainable, was inadvertently reached under the violent influence of this weird and pitiful old lama.
Moreover, it also surpassed the primary power of the Star Gathering Realm and directly reached the fundamental level of Yi Chen.
An unimaginable level. . .
With the boundless expansion of his spiritual thoughts, Yi Chen easily broke through the shackles of the atmosphere and peeked at the astronauts on the American space station who happened to be passing by in the sky.
He viciously put their sleeping postures into unsightly postures and was proud of themselves.
Yangyang returned to the atmosphere, and then circled around the entire earth.
Chacha swept into Sichuan, and Yi Chen's heart twitched several times as if he had been hit hard. . .
Those were the breaths of three people, three, three people who had an inexplicable entanglement with Yi Chen. . .
The breath of three living people who are related to him by blood. . .
Yi Chen opened his eyes in horror and did not dare to detect anything more over there.
The old lama was standing in front of him with a happy face, with dots of colorful light floating out of his body.
Without saying a word, Yi Chen knelt down on the ground and kowtowed hard eight times.
The footsteps of more than thirty people came from behind.
Yi Chen hurriedly turned around, but there were some old lamas wearing bright red or yellow lama robes, looking at the person in front of Yi Chen with a smile.
The old lama chuckled: "I understand...
I understand...
Haha, the stone slab is broken..."
Countless lightning struck, and the stone slabs engraved with the word "Hum" were shattered.
The old lama said Pointing to the sky, one finger pointed at Yi Chen, and then, the whole body turned into a colorful rainbow and flew away, leaving two or three large white beads sparsely on the ground.
Several lamas came up, worshiped respectfully, and put the relics into a small box of pure gold.
The other old lamas also knelt down one after another, and after muttering sutras in a low voice for a while, they stood up, smiled at Yi Chen, nodded slightly, turned around and left.
Yi Chen quickly grabbed the nearest old lama with one hand, and said with a strange smile: "Master, this junior is polite."
The lama turned around with a strange expression, clasped his hands and said, "I'm so polite."
Yi Chenguai smiled and said, "We are destined to meet each other."
The old lama smiled bitterly: "It is indeed fate..."
There was no need for Yi Chen to say anything.
He simply took off his clothes, leaving only a close-fitting jacket, and walked back to the cloth with a big smile.
Dara Palace.
Listening to his voice, it was the one Yi Chen met during the day.
Yi Chen shrugged his shoulders and looked at his naked body.
Shi Shiran put on the old lama's cassock and walked down the mountainous area in a swagger.
He had a smile on his face, but in his heart, he felt really uncomfortable. a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291 a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291 a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291 a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291 In the hotel lobby, after waking up and missing Yi Chen, Feili rushed up to her and asked in shock: "Boss, where have you been...
Oh my god, what are you wearing?"
Yi Chen shrugged his shoulders, kissed Feili, and said with a smile to Jester and the others who were following closely behind him: "I can't help it, I couldn't sleep, so I ran to the Potala Palace to celebrate.
The old lama there was very They wanted to talk to me about Buddhist scriptures, and then I gave away all my clothes...
Alas, they were too embarrassed to let me come back naked, so they gave me a set of lama robes."
Jester and Chekov gave Yi Chen a fierce middle finger, while Sally stood in the corner with her lips pursed and smiled.
They knew that Yi Chen was definitely not telling the truth.
Ace chirped and said, "I know what the boss did."
Farr asked hurriedly: "What did he do?"
Ace snorted and said: "Look at the boss's skin.
It's much whiter than during the day, even fairer than all of us.
He must have found the best beautician and went to make a facial mask." .”
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Skye and the others nodded quickly: "It's really outrageous.
When daybreak comes, we must ask the boss to take us there...
As for us vampires, how can our skin not be fairer than that of a human being?
It's really embarrassing..."
A night of silence
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