The woman walked into the Potala Palace and slowly followed the crowd forward. She walked into a temple, knelt down in front of a tall Buddha statue, closed her hands and closed her eyes, and prayed silently in her heart.

"Master, as you said, I came to the Potala Palace to worship Buddha on my 20th birthday, hoping to meet the opportunity you mentioned..."

Compared with many tourists and devout worshipers, Tang Han is a relatively alternative existence. He has no intention of worshiping Buddha, nor is he in the mood to browse the scenery everywhere. All his attention is focused on the words in the temple, hoping to find the same words as those on the Demon-Subduing Wheel, and then ask the great lamas in the temple for advice.

But after walking in the Potala Palace for more than half, he still found nothing at noon. Although there were many words in the temple, none of them were the same as those on the Demon-Subduing Wheel.

Should I really go back empty-handed this time? Tang Han murmured silently in his heart, "Buddha, please forgive my disciples for their disrespect."

Afterwards, he dispersed his spiritual sense, and the search range was not only limited to the places where his eyes could see, but also covered the radius of 100 meters.

In this way, he walked forty or fifty meters and suddenly looked stunned and stood there on the spot.

Tang Han's spiritual consciousness saw a small courtyard behind the temple, which was not open to tourists and seemed extremely quiet.

In one corner of the courtyard is a stone tablet with several lines of text engraved on it, which is very similar to the text on the Demon-Subduing Wheel.

This discovery made him feel ecstatic and he almost rushed into the backyard.

However, Tang Han knew that the Potala Palace was not as calm as it seemed. It definitely contained terrible power. The 12-zodiac mercenary group of the Rat and the others were chased by the big lama and fled around like dogs, and in the end they all lost their cultivation.

He forcibly restrained his inner impulse, found a corner with relatively few tourists, took out the Demon-Subduing Wheel from the Ring of God, and wanted to carefully compare the text on it with the text on the stone tablet.

On the top of the snow-capped mountain behind the Potala Palace, a big lama wearing a red monk's robe was sitting cross-legged on a stubborn stone, looking at the white clouds in the sky, playing with a string of crystal clear Buddhist beads in his hand. The wrinkles were piled with no sign of what he was thinking on his old face. Suddenly, the big lama opened his eyes wide open, and the Buddhist beads in his hand were crushed by him.

"This... this is the breath of the Demon-Subduing Wheel! The Demon-Subduing Wheel has appeared again."

The big lama in red roared, jumped down from the snow peak, and quickly fell towards the Potala Palace.

A rectangular sky burial platform not far away faces east and west. The entire sky burial platform is made of thick long square granite blanks. On the west side there is a stone pillar as thick as a bowl, with a Hada tied to the stone pillar, which is used to fix the head of the deceased.

There are two large stones about 50 cm higher than the base of the Sky Burial Platform, one of which is also placed on one of the stones, and sharp knives, sharp blades, etc. are scattered on the hillside on the west side, which are tools used by the Sky Burial Master when he was in the Sky Burial. The entire Sky Burial Platform is covered with blood and a bit gloomy.

A big, thin lama walked up to the sky burial platform. He first used the cow dung he carried with him to make a fire. After igniting the fire, he applied tsampa. The blue smoke curled up and went straight to the sky.

After that, the great lama master sat cross-legged, recited the scriptures of salvation, shaking the Bulang drum with his hand, and blew the trumpet made of human bones. When the eagles and vultures lie in the surrounding mountains heard the sound of the drums, they immediately spread their wings and soared over the sky burial platform, landed around the great lama one after another, forming a circle, and quietly watched the great lama's every move.

After the sky burial began, the great lama opened the corpse bag and placed a body inside face down on the sky burial platform, and fixed the head to the stone pillar with Hada.

His thin palm touched a blood-stained sharp knife and slashed it at the corpse. The first knife fell on his back, first three swords and then three swords across. This is the resting ceremony of Tianmeng. After six swords, the souls of the deceased will be rested.

Next, the big lama skillfully began to dismember his limbs, cut them into small pieces, and take out the internal organs. After these treatments were stopped, the big lama stretched out his thin palm and waved it to the surrounding eagles.

After receiving the greeting of the great lama, the eagles stepped forward one after another. Soon, all the muscles and internal organs were eaten clean. He smashed the remaining bones, mixed them with tsampa, defended them into groups, and then stuck the blood on the ground dry, and threw them to the eagles until there was no missing.

After doing all this, the great lama was about to clean his palms and knives and officially completed the sky burial. Suddenly, his eyes were shining with brilliance, and his body exuded a powerful and shocking momentum. His old attitude disappeared in an instant.

The Demon-Subduing Wheel actually reappeared. The great lama didn't care to clean his blood-stained hands, and his body shook into a phantom and galloped towards the Potala Palace.

In a stele forest on the outskirts of Lhasa, a fat lama was carving a stone tablet with all his attention.

The biggest characteristic of the great lama is not fat, but his two long eyebrows, which are comparable to the long-browed arhat in the temple. They have already hung down to the corners of their eyes and swing continuously with the axe in his hand.

The big lama's chubby hands were very flexible, and the axe and chisel kept jumping on the stone tablet through his hands, giving people a smooth beauty.

After the axe was chiseled, strange words were left. If Tang Han saw these words, he would be shocked, because many of them were exactly the same as those on the Demon-Subduing Wheel.

Suddenly, the long-browed lama's hand shook, and the axe in his hand actually broke the stone tablet more than ten centimeters thick.

The great lama looked up at the Potala Palace, and his two long eyebrows flew in the wind. After a moment, his fat body rose into the air as if he had no weight, turning into a black dot and shooting towards the Potala Palace.

Tang Han just held the Demon Subduing Wheel in his hand, and instantly felt three extremely powerful pressures covering him. Although these three pressures contained the aura of Buddhism, they were extremely domineering and full of murderous intent, which made him feel a strong fear in his heart.

Damn, even Ding Jiuniang doesn’t have such a strong aura. This is at least the mid-level cultivation level of the Heavenly Level.

Tang Han was shocked and thought to himself that it was not good. It seemed that the problem was the Demon Subduing Wheel. Otherwise, he would not have angered the Lama here just after he took out the Demon Subduing Wheel.

His first reaction was to run away quickly, otherwise he would not know how to die if he was a little slaughter with the mysterious level of cultivation, facing three great lamas with the heaven level of cultivation.

Tang Han made the most decisive decision at this time. He no longer cared about reading the words on the stone tablet and immediately put the Demon Subduing Wheel into the Ring of God and prepared to escape from the Potala Palace.

As soon as he moved his feet, he wanted to jump down from the Potala Palace Square and escape quickly. But reason made him stop again. I guess that he might have been caught by the great lama before he could run out of the city of Lhasa.
Chapter completed!