Treasure Hunting Divine Eyes

When Li Mo woke up, he saw that the lamp by the bed was still not powered on, so he couldn't help but get up and open the curtains. It was past seven o'clock in the morning, and he called the service number at the front desk to inform them that the power had been out for one night, and asked them to come to repair it immediately.

After freshening up and changing clothes, there is no room service yet. This is a five-star hotel. According to normal circumstances, as long as there are customer complaints, the housekeeping department will respond immediately, making various apologies and apologies.

Half an hour has passed, and no one from the hotel has come to deal with it.

The one who runs the most diligently now is Fu Liang. Ever since he recognized Li Mo as his uncle, he found that no matter where he went, people would show him respect when they heard him call Li Mo's uncle. There are not only reasons for his special status, but also the reason why Shengzhou Fujia Miao became famous in the first battle of swordsmanship.

"Uncle, let's go to the cafeteria for breakfast."

"Check out after breakfast."

Although Fu Liang didn't understand why he had to check out, he didn't think too much about it. His uncle must have other schedules. Tashi Dorje arrived early, and after going back last night to put the gift from Li Mo in front of his wife, the always conservative daughter-in-law opened up for a while, taking him seriously, and was given to him before dawn today. Get out of bed and let him come to the hotel earlier so as not to delay Li Mo's important event.

"Boss, why do you want to check out?"

Since I checked out, there must be other arrangements. The brown bear is responsible for this, so I asked about it during breakfast.

"The power was cut off last night. I called customer service this morning to complain, but no one came forward to deal with it for half an hour."

Li Mo said lightly while eating boiled eggs. Others will understand what's going on, this is a five-star hotel, and it's the highest standard presidential suite, the service standard is quite high, but here it's another matter.

Li Mo checked out smoothly, but after he walked out of the hotel gate, he casually posted a message on social software, then got into the car and drove off. There is more than one five-star hotel, but can it be controlled by that Ji Ao?

After the hotel settled down, everyone drove to the Potala Palace. The weather is fine today, the temperature has risen a lot at ten in the morning, and the sun is quite comfortable on the body.

As the folk saying goes, if you have not been to the Potala Palace, you have not been to the snow area. It is a world-renowned Buddhist holy place in the snow area, and it is the belief in the hearts of countless people. In addition, the Potala Palace also has the reputation of "Golden House" and is known as the most luxurious palace in the world. There are even rumors that half of the world's gold is in the Potala Palace. Of course, such rumors must be false.

How much gold is there in the Potala Palace?

According to relevant data, the amount of gold used in the Potala Palace is about 30 tons, including more than 100,000 precious gemstones.

Therefore, it is worthy of the name that the Potala Palace is the most luxurious palace.

When Li Mo and the others arrived at the Potala Palace, they saw countless tourists gathering there, and many devout believers, kneeling down while walking.

"It's all golden light at a glance."

Li Mo looked up, against the backdrop of the blue sky, under the sunlight, the rolling roof of the Potala Palace reflected a bright golden awn.

"Little uncle, are the roofs of the palace all pure gold?"

"That's necessary." Li Mo said with certainty, and just when everyone was about to marvel, he heard him say again, "According to statistics, the total amount of gold in the Potala Palace is around 30 tons, but there is still no gold in the Potala Palace." I have a lot of gold reserves in the bank, and I have fifty tons of gold reserves."

The admiration that had just appeared in everyone's minds disappeared without a trace, and suddenly they found that the Potala Palace in front of them was just like that. After all, Tashi Dorje has lived here for more than 30 years, and this is the holy land of his belief, but at this moment, a strange idea suddenly came to his mind.

"Duoji, you are familiar with this place, take us around first."

"Yes, Mr. Li, please follow me."

As everyone entered the range of the Potala Palace, Li Mo's eyes showed a strange light. In this sacred place that has been passed down for more than a thousand years, there is indeed an indescribable mysterious energy. That energy is completely different from his different pupil energy. That energy can make people's heart very peaceful, and there are no distracting thoughts in their minds, as if they have been washed by extremely pure water.

"Uncle, what's the matter with you?"

Chen Xiaoyan asked suddenly, because Li Mo was walking more and more slowly, his mind was already distracted, he looked up at the palace in the distance, as if sensing something.

"Nothing, let's follow Dorji."

Dorji said as he walked: "The Potala Palace is 3,700 meters above sea level, covering a total area of ​​360,000 square meters, with a total construction area of ​​130,000 square meters. The main building is 117 meters high and has 13 floors. Sutra halls, monk houses, courtyards, etc. are all available.”

"The Potala Palace is a stone and wood structure as a whole. The outer wall of the palace is two to five meters thick, and the foundation is directly buried in the rock formation. The walls are all built of granite, with a height of tens of meters. Iron juice is poured in the middle at intervals. Reinforcement improves the earthquake resistance of the wall and makes it firm and stable.”

What Tashi Dorji said was general information, but in Li Mo's eyes, what he saw was another side.

The roof and window eaves of the Potala Palace are made of wood, the cornices are overhanging, the corners are raised, the copper tiles are gilded, and the ridges are decorated with gilt sutra pillars, vases, scorpions and golden-winged crows. The shining roof adopts the Xieshan style and Cuanjian style, which has the architectural style of the Han Dynasty. The walls under the eaves are decorated with gold-plated copper ornaments, all of which are Buddhist artifacts and eight treasures, with a strong Buddhist color in the snowy area. The columns and beams are covered with bright colored paintings and gorgeous carvings. The internal corridors are staggered, the halls are mixed, and the space is unpredictable.

The palace is built according to the mountains, the buildings overlap, the temples are steep and majestic, with solid and thick granite walls, matsutake and flat white horse grass wall collars, resplendent golden domes, and huge gilt treasures with strong decorative effects. The vases, buildings and red flags complement each other, the sharp contrast of red, white and yellow, and the architectural shapes of sub-sections and layers of sockets all reflect the charming characteristics of ancient buildings in the snow area.

"The palace is divided into the White House and the Red Palace. The White House is the place where the Dalai Lama lived. The main building of the Red Palace is the stupa hall of the Dalai Lama in the past. There are five in total, namely the fifth, seventh, eighth, and ninth World and Thirteen. The shape of each hall is the same, but the scale is different."

"Duoji, you know a lot." Fu Liang put his arms around his shoulders and said, "However, if you are free in April, it is best to go to Yandu. There will be a Buddhist pilgrimage to the holy place in the nearby Jidi." I heard that even Buddha Shakyamuni’s phalanx relics will appear at that time, as well as the king of Buddhist tin rods, silver gold flowers, double-wheeled twelve-ring tin rods, stupas, and even gold-plated coral and turquoise mandala from the snow area, etc. Waiting for the supreme treasure of Buddhism, I believe that in the future it will be the true supreme holy place of Buddhism."

Tashi Dorji also knows about this, and there are also many Buddhist believers in the snow area who have already organized a group to go there to watch the ceremony. Now some photos have flowed out on the Internet, just looking at those photos can give people a deep spiritual shock.

"If there is a chance, I will go there."

Li Mo suddenly stopped while walking, and looked up at the palace: "Duoji, let's go in and have a look."

Tashi Dorje hurriedly stopped him and whispered, "Mr. Li, you can't enter here."

"Why?"

"I don't know the specific reason. Anyway, this palace has been closed. Mr. Li, let's go to other palaces to see."

Li Mo looked around at the tourists passing by, and at the palace in front of him, so he nodded and said, "If you can't enter, then forget it."

He felt that there seemed to be some kind of magical treasure enshrined in this palace, and that feeling was very wonderful. He just wanted to have a look at the different pupils, but suddenly found that the see-through eyes of the different pupils were actually blocked by an invisible force, and they couldn't penetrate the palace at all.

This is the first time that the different pupils have lost their ability to see through, so it can be seen that there must be some great treasures in this palace, and on the other hand, it also shows that the dzi beads worn by the Living Buddha do have some kind of magical function.

A group of people continued to wander around with Dorje, when suddenly a young lama came from the opposite crowd. He came to Li Mo and bowed respectfully and said, "Sir, please follow me."

Li Mo sized him up with interest. This young lama of twelve or thirteen years old is quite interesting.

"Master Uncle, this little lama appeared out of nowhere." Fu Liang stared at the little guy opposite, and if there was any change in him, he would be able to strike with a thunderbolt.

"I'll go with you."

Li Mo nodded with a smile. Everything here is full of mystery, which is difficult for others to understand, but he has a deep understanding.

"Little uncle, we will go with you."

"Boss, we will follow."

But the little lama shook his head and said softly: "This gentleman can only follow me to a place alone, and no one else can follow."

"You are all wandering outside, I will come back as soon as I go."

"Sir, please."

Li Mo followed the little lama and walked towards the White House, the tourists became less and less as he walked. After they turned into a long and narrow passage, the surroundings became quiet all of a sudden, and Li Mo silently sensed the faint invisible power while walking.

The two finally stopped in front of an attic.

"Sir, please go to the second floor."

Li Mo walked a few steps back and asked, "Aren't you going up together?"

"I'm not eligible."

Well, a little kid's speech is full of mystery. Li Mo couldn't communicate with him either, so he went up the wooden stairs to the second floor, which was a large space with a faint sandalwood fragrance in the air. Near the window, a lama sat cross-legged. The sun shone on him through the window, and his whole body seemed to be covered with white light.

"I take the liberty of interrupting you."

Li Mo didn't know what to say, so he had to say something casually first to break the silence.

"Mr. Li has come from a long way. It's my presumptuousness to invite you to come and see him."

The lama sitting there stood up and turned to look at Li Mo.

Li Mo was taken aback, the lama in front of him was very young, in his thirties at most. But his eyes were full of vicissitudes, as if he had lived for seven or eighty years. The combination of this young face and vicissitudes of eyes made Li Mo feel that time was out of order.

What should I call him?

Li Mo hesitated and said: "How does the master know my identity, and how does he know that I have come here?"

The lama just smiled, walked to the coffee table on the side, poured a cup of hot water and said, "This place is no better than Yandu, the conditions are limited, a cup of plain water to express your heart."

Li Mo sat across from him and was not polite. He took a sip from his teacup and looked at him. He hadn't answered his two questions yet.

"Mr. Li sensed something here, and I also sensed something from Mr. Li. Although the feeling is very subtle, it is definitely not wrong."

Li Mo's mind was lifted, and he felt more and more that this lama was unfathomable.

"Although everyone has different ways of practicing, but the heart of seeking truth and truth is the same, what do you think?"

Good guy, Li Mo really met an expert today.

"Master practice Mahayana, I am far behind."

"Mr. Li must not be here for fun, right?"

"Master is wise, in fact, I came here this time to obtain a Nine-Eyed Dzi Bead for an elder in my family."

"I do have a nine-eyed dzi bead that has been passed down for two generations, and a nine-eyed dzi bead that is worn in this life." The lama did not continue, but stared at him with piercing eyes, as if he wanted to see through his heart.

Li Mo also didn't understand what he was thinking, but he still had a nine-eyed dzi that had been passed on for two generations, which surprised him very much, but he didn't know how to say it.

"I also ask the master to give me more advice."

"Although the nine-eyed dzi on my body is precious, there are two more precious dzi in this world. If you can find them, then you will naturally get your wish."

There are also more precious than the nine-eyed dzi that has been passed down for two generations, and there are two of them. What kind of dzi are those?

"One is the 15-eyed dzi worn by Dalai I, and the other is the 12-eyed dzi worn by Dalai II. According to the handed down classics, those two dzi have been handed down to the fourth generation. Unfortunately, I don’t know what happened later, the fifteen-eyed dzi and the twelve-eyed dzi were taken away by an ascetic. Some people say that the ascetic later practiced penance in a certain place on the Daxue Mountain , if Mr. Li can find that place, then there is a great chance of finding fifteen-eyed dzi and twelve-eyed dzi."

Are you kidding me, Li Mo really has a feeling of dumbfounding. Somewhere in the Daxue Mountain, the Daxue Mountain is so big, I am afraid that I may not be able to visit every corner in my whole life.

Letting myself look for that place is undoubtedly looking for a needle in a haystack.

"Why does the master think that I can find it?"

"If there is still a chance to find those two dzi beads in this world, Mr. Li is probably the only one. If you can sense the mysterious power here, then you can naturally sense the two supreme dzi beads."

Li Mo smiled and said, "Master, why didn't you go find it yourself?"

"Mr. Li is the one who is destined."

It was another very meaningful sentence, and Li Mo didn't know how to answer it.

"Master, what can I do here?"

The mysterious lama smiled slightly and said, "Mr. Li has done a lot for us. For example, you once found several treasured altars belonging to this place."