One person: I am standing behind you, but the whole Wei

In the red building embedded in the mountain, there is a staircase leading to the white building, which looks extremely steep.

As you climb up a little bit and reach the last step, it's as if you've entered a new white-rendered space, which is not open to tourists.

The floor was extremely high, about 15 or 16 meters high. Cao Ning looked at the surrounding walls and saw exquisitely carved murals on them. The lines were extremely clear.

Each mural looks like it was carefully carved by a skilled craftsman, and seems to be integrated with the wall.

The ceiling is painted with colorful paint pens...

The whole painting is divided into three stages...

A snow-capped peak appeared at the top edge of the ceiling, and then extended downwards a little bit. The lush green grassland was dotted with animals and plants unique to Tubo Province.

These animals and plants include almost all the species that can be found in Tubo Province. At the end of the painting, Tubo people wearing heavy clothes are grazing.

Abbot Lin pointed at the painting and said slowly with a hint of admiration:

"Isn't the scenery of our Tubo Province beautiful? This painting embodies our accumulation over thousands of years."

As he spoke, a hint of pride rose in his turbid eyes, as if all this was the glory of Abbot Lin.

Cao Ning nodded and said:

"It's quite good. This is one of the most stunning paintings I have ever seen."

As he spoke, he observed the surroundings and asked:

"Old Lin, where will we worship tomorrow?"

Abbot Lin waved to Cao Ning and Xu Si, walked to the edge of the hall, pointed to the elevator next to him and said:

"Shall we go to the rooftop?"

Cao Ning and Xu Si were a little dumbfounded. Why was there an elevator installed here?

Although installing the elevator is not a big project, it is indeed a pity to damage the cultural relics and historical sites here. After all, these are objects that carry thousands of years of culture.

Abbot Lin seemed to see the two people's confusion, walked towards the elevator, and then explained:

"We monks are not as old-fashioned as you think. Modern technology can bring convenience to our lives, so why don't we use it?"

Cao Ning said jokingly:

"Oh... From what you said, you spent all the money for the incense?"

Abbot Lin smiled and shook his head, saying in a gentle tone:

"They gave it voluntarily, so what's wrong with me spending it?"

Xu Si's face darkened when he heard this...

OK! OK!

Although the words are rough, the logic is sound and they are all true, but they are too straightforward!

Is this the great monk?

The elevator door closed slowly, and with a "ding" sound, the elevator climbed towards the top little by little until it stopped at the ninth floor.

The moment the elevator door opened, a pale space came into view. The room was decorated without any color.

Cao Ning knew that the people of Tubo Province used white to symbolize justice, kindness, nobility, purity and many other meanings.

The fact that a space is completely decorated in white shows that this space is extremely sacred.

Host Lin led the two towards the center of the space, where they saw a platform placed in the middle, covered with a piece of white cloth.

The three of them stayed where they were. A trace of emotion flashed across Host Lin's cloudy eyes, and he said in a relieved tone:

"The corpse of the living Buddha is placed on this platform."

He raised his head and looked away with some reluctance, sadness flashing in the depths of his eyes.

Senior brother?

Senior brother!

Didn’t you say that I would die before you?

A few days ago, we sat under a tree together to enjoy the coolness and chat about the embarrassing moments in our youth...

Now it has become a cold corpse lying here...

do you know?

I am now one hundred and three years old!

It is not easy for a person, even an extraordinary person, to live to the age of 103.

I have lived to witness the decline, rise, revival, and current prosperity of an era.

I have no fear or dread of death...

I've lived long enough!

But the little living Buddha...

If you want to grow up, it will take at least fifteen years...

Only then can we reach the level of protecting Tubo Province!

That's fifteen years?

If I die during this period, my incompetent disciples will not be able to protect Tubo.

By then, Tubo will be like pieces of delicious cake, being divided up bit by bit by those forces.

To the outside world, the little living Buddha can be said to be a huge gold nugget!

What I hope now is to live a few more years so that the little Living Buddha can grow up little by little...

Between thoughts.

Cao Ning's questioning voice came to my ears:

"Old Man Lin, where will we hold the worship tomorrow?"

This question interrupted Host Lin's thoughts.

A gentle expression reappeared on his dry face. He pointed his index finger at the white ceiling and began to explain:

"Tomorrow we will hold a pilgrimage on top of the palace, and the pilgrims will be located in the large square you just entered."

Cao Ning nodded thoughtfully. This was good news.

After all, this palace should be about 120 to 130 meters above the ground in the square, and it is fortunate that it is located at such a high altitude!

I was worried before that if I put it on some kind of flat ground, the general's domain would not be released, not even a little bit!

Because their aura is too bloody, once they enter the field the relics will be scrapped!

Xu Si nudged Cao Ning's shoulder and said in a low voice:

"Are you sure?"

Cao Ning said with a very serious expression:

"No problem! Don't be too far away from me, or you'll lose your life."

Xu Si scratched his head, grinned and said:

"Then he must be hiding behind you. If I go to this battlefield, wouldn't it be like delivering food?"

It's good enough that I can survive this time, so why bother about the mission...

As long as we get back alive, this mission will be a success!

As for the relics...

Just make up an excuse and say it was stolen!

Cao Ning turned to Host Lin and said:

"Old Man Lin, how many people will be present at your temple?"

Host Lin naturally knew the meaning of Cao Ning's words. After all, with so many strange people fighting for the relic, it was basically a small war!

Then he pointed to his nose and said with a smile:

"It's just me, there's no one else!"

Although the relics are very important to the little living Buddha, he cannot afford the losses caused by stopping the fight!

I can get away with it, but my disciples...

His cultivation is stronger than most people, but too many ants can kill an elephant!

Cao Ning nodded, and said tentatively with a hint of meaning in his tone:

"Old Lin, you won't sneak away then, right?"