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Deji has always been busy with the trivial matters at Sangjia Temple.

The burial master didn't know how to take care of these, so he only showed his face at the beginning and never came out again.

When Deji and others went to the meeting, the burial master was chanting sutras in the Great Guangming Hall.

Wang Bo Sangji walked in, and the burial owner turned around when he heard the voice.

Seeing that it was Wang Bo Sangji, a hint of surprise appeared on his face.

"Chiba!"

He still bowed respectfully to Wang Bo Sangji.

Wangbo Sangji looked at the burial master with a loving face, "Burial Master, I haven't seen you for a long time. Have you made any progress in your Dharma?"

The burial master frowned slightly, "The disciple has been disturbed by external objects recently and has been unable to practice Buddhism calmly. Therefore, there has been some delay."

Wangbo Sangji nodded.

"now it's right."

"Huh? Chiba, what does this mean?"

The burial master asked with a surprised look on his face.

"Can being disturbed by external objects still help me cultivate Buddhism?"

Wangbo Sangji chanted the Buddha's name.

"Amitabha, the world of mortals refines one's mind, and one needs to experience the vast world, and only then can one achieve great enlightenment."

"In the past, Buddha Sakyamuni experienced the joys, sorrows, and joys of the human world, and finally he understood everything and escaped into Buddhism."

"If you want to put it down, you need to pick it up first. If you haven't experienced it, how can you see through it?"

The burial master suddenly realized this and bowed with his hands clasped together.

"Chiba, you have learned a lesson!"

Wangbo Sangji nodded with satisfaction.

"Today, your practice has reached its bottleneck. It's time to teach you the next lesson."

An excited look appeared on the face of the burial master.

"Chiba, what's the next lesson?"

"Understand the mortal world, see through all desires, and finally understand the profound meaning of Buddhism."

He turned and walked out.

"You come with me."

The burial owner had great respect for Wangbo Sangji. When he heard that this eminent monk was going to teach him new Buddhist teachings, he naturally followed him hurriedly.

Wangbo Sangji took him to a secret room in the back.

He said to him: "Go in! Whether you can understand it thoroughly or not depends on you!"

The burial owner didn't know what was inside, but when he came to the door, what he saw made his eyes glazed over for a moment, and his pupils narrowed slightly.

He saw a woman appear in the room.

She was wearing a red and white dress, her gentle and loving face, her beautiful appearance and her plump size all reflected her maternal characteristics.

"Chiba, this is..."

The burial master hesitated.

Wangbo Sangji pushed him directly: "Go! You have to defeat your own demons. Remember, everything is a pink skull."

The burial master staggered and fell into the room.

When he raised his head, he saw the beautiful and maternally loving woman in front of him lowering her head and looking at him with a gentle look on her face.

"are you OK?"

She stretched out her hands as white and tender as milk toward him: "I'm here to help you practice, child, come here!"

The words "Child, come here!" directly touched the softest part of the burial owner's heart.

He had no experience in the field and therefore had no idea what to do.

But the person opposite him is a top expert with a combat power of 9999 in this field.

He didn't need to do anything, Liu Ruyan guided him forward in a familiar way.

The burial master was very young at the beginning. He became a Buddhist and a demon at the age of eight. He had almost never heard of anything about men and women, let alone understanding.

No one dared to talk about that kind of thing in front of the holy burial master.

But as an adult man, his body's instinct will make him explore from the heart.

Today, a thin horse from the Jiangnan region taught him many of the beauties of life.

……

There were only a few days until the gate of the Demon Kingdom opened, and the entire snowy plateau suddenly fell into a deathly silence.

Both the four major families and the resistance army all fell into a tacit understanding of peace at this time.

However, those who understand the current situation understand that this is just the calm before the storm.

The calmer you are now, the more violent the outburst will be later!

Sanggar Temple.

Deji was sitting on the sofa in his study room, wearing a bright red robe symbolizing the Tripa of Sangjia Temple, twisting the rosary in his hand.

In front of him, three key members of the Yashelangtai family stood obediently, waiting for Deji to arrange tasks.

Deji said to them: "The gate to the Demon Kingdom will be opened soon. When the time comes, I must go there with the burial master."

"Because I was worried about the rebel rebels causing trouble, I asked that guy Paji Gesang to be responsible for maintaining order on the snowy plateau."

A man with thick long hair asked: "Uncle, why don't you let us do this? Instead of leaving it to Paji Gesang?"

Deji said: "The heads of our three families and the elites will not be here by then. If I put you in charge, will Pajigasan listen to you?"

"But...then aren't we just letting him control us?"

The man's name was Balu, and he asked with some confusion.

Deji said: "No, you should take good care of the troops in your hands. If there is a surprise attack by the rebels, you can follow his orders. Otherwise, you can stand still and guard the Yashe Langtai family."

Deji twisted the beads and said calmly: "Paji Gesang doesn't dare to do anything wrong. You should understand that as long as the burial owner is a member of the Yashelangtai tribe, our Yashelangtai family has the final say on this snowy plateau. !”

The three backbones nodded in agreement and followed the mission assigned by Deji and took the order.

Deji understood at this time that all the major forces in the Snowy Plateau were ready to make a move.

But so what?

He wasn't worried about those things at all. Even the destruction of the Asherantai family after they left would only make him angry at most.

As long as the burial master is here, the Yashelangtai family can still rule the snow-covered plateau.

"The only thing I need to worry about now is what happens after entering the Demon Kingdom."

Deji frowned. There were some things that only the burial master knew, not even him.

Starting from the hero King Gesar, every generation of burial masters will inherit the "Biography of King Gesar", which is engraved in their minds from birth.

This kind of inheritance is not for King Gesar to praise his own deeds, but the text contains the secrets about the Demon Kingdom.

Deji didn't know how dangerous the Demon Kingdom was, but according to ancient prophecies, the reincarnation of King Gesar would completely eliminate the Demon Kingdom as a threat to the security of the snowy land after a thousand years.

He stood up and planned to have a good chat with the burial master before setting off.

So he asked people about the location of the burial master, and a novice replied: "In recent days, the burial master has been concentrating on Buddhist practice in the quiet room in the west courtyard. No one is allowed to disturb him."

Naturally, no one in Sangjia Temple dares to monitor the burial owner. With his ability, no movement in the entire Sangjia Temple can escape his eyes and ears.

Therefore, the fact that Wangbo Chiba sent him a beauty was also not known to outsiders.