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"This...Although I still have many supporters, they are not me, and it is impossible for me to enter the Lingshe Pagoda to get the relic."

Dalai blushed and explained with a dry smile.

Tok Takhonov instantly understood that Dalai was a Living Buddha, and it was easy to steal relics back in Tibet, but he dared not go back; his subordinates could sneak back, but they did not have the status of Living Buddha, so what about those lamas? It is possible that the treasure of Tibetan Buddhism will be handed over to them, causing Dalai to be in an embarrassing situation at this moment.

But Tok Tahonov has always been suspicious. Although what Dalai said was reasonable, he was still worried that it was a trap. He hesitated for a long time and asked, "It is my honor, Tok Tahonov, that Master Dale can come to me for help. However, it is convenient to ask what Master Dalai wants the relics for?"

In Buddhism, the hair, bones, and ashes left by monks after death are called relics, and the crystals produced after cremation are called relics.

According to Buddhist scriptures, relics are naturally felt by monks because of the merits of precepts, meditation and wisdom; most speculations believe that the formation of relics is related to the chemical reactions that occur when bones and other objects are cremated together; Free from lust, full of essence, after activation, a solid relic will be produced.

This kind of thing is more of a spiritual symbol, and has no practical use. Tok Tahonov really can't figure out what Dalley wants this thing for.

Besides, Tok Tahonov also has a lot of research on Tibetan Buddhism. He knows that those lamas who seem harmless to humans and animals are actually hidden dragons and crouching tigers. Sheta has always been heavily guarded, even if Tomahawk wants to get the relic, he has to pay a high price.

There was displeasure on Dalley's face, "Mr. Tok Takhonov, I came to you just for a deal. Didn't Tomahawk claim that as long as you can afford the money, as long as you have something in this world, you can't get it." As for what I want the relic for? It is related to the secrets of Tibetan Buddhism, and that is not something that Tok Takhonov should care about."

"Hehe, what Master Dalai said is true!"

Tok Takhonov was slightly annoyed, but this old thing was powerful and tyrannical, and there were only the two of them in the room at the moment, so how could he dare to really annoy him, so he could only laugh dryly and say, "I don't know how many relics Master Dalai needs." ? What price can you offer?"

"I need seven more, each with 500,000 meters of gold!"

Dalai's deep gaze was as deep as the sea, and he bid indifferently.

Tok Takhonov frowned, thinking quickly in his mind,

One is 500,000 meters of gold, and seven are 3.5 million meters of gold. Speaking of which, the price is very fair, but who is he? One of the largest arms dealers in the world frequently deals in tens of millions of gold, and he really doesn't pay attention to the mere millions of gold.

In particular, Tibetan Buddhism has always been mysterious. If the Tomahawk takes over this job, I don’t know how many experts will be involved.

Thinking of this, Tok Tahonov shook his head and smiled lightly, "Master Dalai's price is very fair, but I'm sorry, I can't accept it. Tibetan Buddhism may not be a big deal in the eyes of you, a living Buddha. But our sect does not have the prestige of Master Dalai, nor the freedom to enter and leave Tibetan temples at will, and many people will die if they forcibly steal relics."

"Oh, Mr. Toktahonov is going to sit on the ground and raise the price?"

Dalai's face darkened, and he asked coldly.

Tok Takhonov waved his hands again and again, and said bitterly, "Master Dalai, you should know that I am a businessman. When I talk about business, I pay attention to the exchange of value for money. I will tell you the truth.

If you only want one or two relics, the price of 500,000 meters per relic is really reasonable, but you want seven, which means that we have to sneak into at least three or more temples to make up, then The risk is not ordinary, how many players do you think I will lose in it? Do you think it's fair? "

Dalai remained silent, but his face softened a lot. Although Tok Takhonov was a little greedy, what he said was the truth. Tibetan Buddhism is related to each other. As long as there is a relic If the temple is stolen, other temples will be on alert immediately, and it will not be so easy to start again.

Unless you can steal all seven relics at once, the risk can be minimized, but the problem is that there are so many temples that can produce seven relics, and it is as difficult as heaven to steal relics.

And Tibetan Buddhism looks like a family in the eyes of outsiders, but in fact it is divided into four major sects, namely the Nyingma Sect of the Red Sect, the Kagyu Sect of the Flower Sect, the Sakya Sect of the White Sect and the Gelug Sect of the Yellow Sect.

And he, the Living Buddha, belongs to the Gelug Sect, and his status is not as high as outsiders imagined among the other three major sects. Even if he went to Tibet in person, it would not be so easy to get close to the Lingshe Pagoda to steal relics , let alone these old men.

Dalai was caught in a dilemma for a while. He also wanted to increase the price of Tok Tahonov, but the problem was that he had been in exile for many years, and he had a group of subordinates doing things everywhere. The money was spent like running water. He got the 3.5 million rice gold by fighting the autumn wind everywhere with his old face. It is not easy for terrorists, they are really poor!

In particular, the four guardians under him died and were arrested some time ago. The most important thing is that they lost the borrowed "hostage" White. The Goddess organization is now chasing him all over the world and letting him hide. Tibet is in constant fear, otherwise it would never be the idea of ​​​​a tomahawk.

Tok Takhonov is not a fool either. Seeing Dalley's silence, he knew that he probably couldn't afford the money, but he didn't point it out, pretending to ask unintentionally, "I want to spend some time as Master Dalai It shouldn't be difficult to get a few relics slowly, right?"

"It's not difficult, but I'm pressed for time, so I need it urgently!"

Dalai sighed. Although he has been in exile all these years, everything has been done by his god-respecting hands.

If it weren't for this great opportunity that might allow him to be reincarnated and reborn this time, the two guardians under his command would be responsible for protecting the spirit boy who can swallow relics and perform nine turns, and he wouldn't have personally come out to meet Toktahonov Talk about this employment.

Thinking of this, Dali's heart felt hot, and he said sincerely, "Mr. Toktahonov, I can only offer this price now. If you can do me a big favor, how about I owe you a favor?"

Tok Tahonov curled his lips secretly, he really regards himself as the reincarnated living Buddha, how much is your favor worth? Those who talk in the vernacular just want me to help you for nothing, and you will never die.

Now Dalley is obviously not luscious, but Tok Tahonov has other ideas. As the godfather of Tomahawk, although he usually exercises his body, he is still an ordinary person in essence. Flying into the sky like a fairy, he was extremely envious. If he could become such a martial arts master, he would be able to escape calmly even if he was surrounded by the army. Why would he be hiding in Tibet like a mouse in the gutter like now.

To put it bluntly, he took aim at Dalai's cultivation method, with a look of sorrow on his face, he said bitterly, "Master Dalai, you and I hit it off right away. It stands to reason that I shouldn't be such a philistine, but you are also a leader. People who know me should be able to understand my difficulties. If you are not in charge, you don’t know that Chai Mi is expensive. Our Tomahawk earns money that we tie our heads to our belts. Outsiders only see the style of my Tomahawk.

Guang, how can we know our bitterness, the brothers risked their lives to follow me, I can't treat them badly, right? Weddings and funerals have to pay, right? Brothers have to pay pensions when they die, right? The family of the dead brother has to take care of him, right? Does it cost money to get through the joints of some key departments? To put it bluntly, it’s really hard to do without money in this world. We’ve made a lot of money with Tomahawk these years, but we’ve also spent a lot of money. In fact, we can’t save much at all…”

The more Dalai heard it, the darker his face became. What the hell is this father who is just countering the price with you and didn't borrow money from you?

Just when Dalai impatiently wanted to interrupt Tok Tahonov's chatter, he suddenly showed a ferocious expression, and snorted coldly, "Looking for death!"

Tok Takhonov's face changed drastically, his heart trembled all the time, and he kept complaining. I just complained, and proposed to learn martial arts from you in a roundabout way. As for being so impatient, why don't you just turn your face? Subconsciously, he "touched" the pistol at his waist, although he felt that it might not pose any threat to Dalai, but it was a bit of psychological comfort.

Seeing that Dalai didn't launch an attack immediately, he forcibly suppressed the urge to draw his gun and shoot. He opened his mouth to explain and ease the relationship between the two parties, but found that Dalai didn't seem to intend to attack him, but closed his mouth. He closed his eyes, concentrating on something brewing.

Tok Tahonov was a little confused, what does this old guy mean, doesn't he want to do something to himself?

"Well!"

Dalai's face suddenly flushed abnormally, and his brows were frowned tightly, revealing a look of pain.

Tok Takhonov looked at him helplessly, and suddenly remembered the little mouse that Dale had mentioned before. It seemed that the guy had come again with a lingering spirit, and was fighting in a way he couldn't understand. On the contrary, it made his tightly hanging heart fall to the ground, as long as he didn't turn against him, he didn't have any confidence to escape from the hands of this old man.

"It really works, old man, I want to see if I can kill you!"

In the same small forest, Ding Ning buried himself in the ground, bleeding from all his orifices, but his eyes were shining with excitement.

In a face-to-face confrontation, he thought he would never be Dalai's opponent, but he was not afraid of fighting with his spiritual sense. Although his spiritual sense control was far inferior to Dalai's, he won because of his large quantity, so he decided to fight Dalai Lai fight consumption.

So after Dalai left, he immediately set up several phantom arrays in Tok Tahonov in the grove, buried himself in the soil, and released his consciousness to attack Dalai.

Although his consciousness attack method is very simple, but with his divine consciousness that has been transformed into "liquid", he dealt a severe blow to Dalai, although he did not seriously injure him, but some There were still slight injuries, which is why Dalai's face turned so pale.

In the space that ordinary people can't see, an extremely dangerous spiritual battle is going on in the sky above the manor.

Dalai's consciousness turned into a sharp sword hard to distinguish with the naked eye, rushing all the way to Ding Ning's sea of ​​consciousness. As long as he can rush into the sea of ​​consciousness, he is sure to shatter the little mouse's sea of ​​consciousness in an instant, even if he can't kill him He would also make him an idiot.

However, Dalai's face soon became ugly. The opponent's spiritual attack did not pose any threat to him, but it was extremely tenacious, just like a flowing river. But wave after wave of eloquence, forcibly slowing down the speed of his spiritual sword.

Dalai felt as if he had fallen into an extremely viscous swamp, and it was difficult for the sword of spiritual consciousness to penetrate an inch, so he could only enter a stalemate with the opponent's spiritual defense.

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