The Twelve Towns of Tibetan Demon God Temple:

Watching the heavens and descending the demons,

Pointing to the path of good and evil, there is no doubt about right and wrong,

Naxiang asks for blessings, prays to God and begs for medicine,

It can even protect the country and lay the foundation and break all the things that have been temporarily unrelated for a long time. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The rise and fall of the Tibetan tribes and the prosperity and misfortune of agricultural and animal husbandry production seem to be in their hands.

The origin of the Twelve Towns Demon God Temple is not a mystery, but because of a person, or a woman, a woman from the Tang Dynasty.

She is Princess Wencheng.

It is rumored that she is not only proficient in geography and water power, but also proficient in the 80 kinds of "Five Elements Arithmetic Observation Method" of heaven and earth; after marrying the Tibetan Songgan Zanpu, it happened that the monsters were in turmoil and the people were living in dire straits, so she deduced the topography of the snowy Tibet -- like the shape of a Rakshasa witch lying on her back, and demons and monsters were rampant; so she took the Wotang Lake in the capital city as the heart of the witch, and the Red Mountain, the Iron Mountain, and the Mopan Mountain were the veins on the witch's heart, and the Wotang Lake should be filled in and a Shakya temple should be built to suppress it.

Jokhang Temple.

Songgan Zanpu takes mountain alpaca soil, fills up the Wotang Lake, builds in it, enshrines the eight-year-old Buddha statue of Sakyamuni, it is the national temple of Tibetan Town, it is guarded by a hundred-year-old Dharma King himself, the master is like a cloud, it is the supreme temple in the minds of the Tibetan people.

Xiaozhao Temple, Princess Wencheng was built around Muqi, enshrined the twelve-year-old Buddha statue of Sakyamuni.

In addition to the construction of two main temples in key places, Songtsen Gampo began to build four demon town side temples in Weizang, with the four limbs of the demon to suppress the joints; in order to change the bad feng shui and improve the eight auspicious signs, many small temples were also built on the female demon; commonly known as the twelve temples of the demon suppression, which is the twelve unmovable nails to subdue the female demon.

On the left shoulder, build Changzhu Temple, build Kaze Temple on the right shoulder, build Zhongbajiang Temple on the left foot, build Zangchang Temple on the right foot, build the four major temples on the town limb or the edge of the town, build the Loza Keyan Temple on the left elbow, build the Buqu Temple on the right elbow, build the Jiangzha Dongzhe Temple on the left knee, descend to the Zhen Gejie Temple on the right knee, call the four temples on the town festival or the four temples on the side of the town, build the Longtang Zhuoma Temple on the left palm, build the Pengtang Jiqu Temple on the right palm, build the Cai Ri Xi Zhuoma Temple on the left foot, build the Cangba Langlun Temple on the right foot, and the above history is called the four temples of the town wing; a total of 12 demon temples.

Since then, Tibet has really eliminated all the monsters and no longer committed chaos; the national fortune has prospered, it has been strong for a while, it has disturbed the Tang Dynasty in the east, resisted the black-clothed food in the west, resisted Tianzhu in the north, and arrived in the south to the Southern Zhao; countless geniuses have emerged.

For example, the Spirit Dragon Dharma King of Zhuoma Temple.

The sky on the plateau changes three times a day.

At the foot of a towering snow-capped mountain, there is an endless prairie, densely covered with white-roofed yurt houses, and countless black figures are surging and gathering.

It was the camp of the Tibetan army in the Somo Meadow.

A tall, sturdy and bearded Tibetan man, wearing a five-pointed phoenix helmet and riding a short-legged horse with legs as strong as an iron pillar, slowly glanced at the Tibetan soldiers standing in the wind.

He is the leader of tens of thousands of tribes with a vast territory, Bawang Tusi, whose full name is Jiangbai Bawang, but his other identity is even more terrifying.

It is also the younger brother of the next generation of Dharma King Jiangbai Gongbu of Zhuoma Temple!

"Drive!"

Bawang was expressionless, galloped wildly, like the wind to a makeshift platform, only to see his arms slap the horse's head, like a dragon out of the sea, spinning several times and falling on the platform, sitting at the head of the cross, wearing a yellow hat, wearing a scarlet monk's robe, the lama, said:

"Bawang sees Guru Dorjee, the three armies have been united, the grain, grass and baggage are also prepared, and the Guru is also blessed."

Before the Tibetan people go to war, they will be blessed by the temple lamas to seek peace, but since Pawang has a Dharma king's eldest brother, why would he ask for the wrong Dorjee?

Because Kampot is not free at the moment, he is about to meet someone, someone who is very important to him.

The two giant wolves ran wildly in the icy wilderness in the face of the flying wind and snow, and the clothes and cloaks of the two on the back of the wolf swept up, only to hear the person in front of them say:

"After passing through this mountain, you can reach the master's retreat, I wonder what is the situation of his old man? I hope I can invite him out of the mountain!"

It was the two brothers, Kampot and Chima, who learned that there was a princess of the Tang Dynasty in the Dajin Town military camp, so they had bad intentions and wanted to ask the master to go out of the mountain in person and snatch her, so they rushed all the way.

At the intersection of the valley and the trail, there was a low hut with thick snow on the roof, and long strips of ice hung on the eaves, and the hut was small, thin, and lonely and stood there, as if a gate had suddenly grown out of the snow.

Passers-by must be amazed at how there is a hut here, who will live in this place where thousands of miles of silver makeup and jade, thousands of mountains and birds fly away, and thousands of paths and people disappear?

But there were indeed people living in the hut, only one person, one man and one room, how strange, and in this snow-swept weather, the man sat on a stone climb in the middle of the path outside the house, with his back to the valley, motionless, like a statue.

The two of them did not say a word, their feet suddenly burst out, jumped off the wolf's back, and walked over to the person with their backs to them, their faces were full of solemnity and solemnity, and they walked behind the strange man, and did not care about the frozen three-foot snow, and "plopped" knelt down extremely respectfully, prostrate on the ground, and said with tears in their eyes:

"Master!"

The old man didn't pay attention to the two, but continued to carve something on the ice wall.

The old man's long hair hung on the clothes of the ragged building, and the clothes were very thin, but he felt a little cold, and his generous body was even more intimidating, and what was even more surprising was that he was barefoot, and the cold and icy place, the two of them couldn't help but be shocked in their hearts, and their bodies were in business.

Suddenly, the old man looked back, revealing a peaceful, calm, resolute square face, a pair of deep eyes that seemed to be able to see through everything in the world, his skin was extremely dark, but smooth and elastic, this is the Spirit Dragon Dharma King.

Seeing that the two disciples were so respectful, he said lightly:

"Everywhere is foolish but not reduced, in the virtuous and holy does not increase, dwells in troubles but not chaos, dwells in meditation and does not be lonely, constantly, not constantly, does not come, does not go, does not live in the middle and inside and outside, does not give birth or perish, the nature is the same, permanent residence does not move, the name is called the Tao. ”

When Kampot and Chima heard this, they were both slightly stunned, their eyebrows tightened, as if they were thinking about the master's words.

After half a ring, Gongpo's face was full of peace, and his face seemed to be overflowing with Baohua streamer, and he sighed:

"Sleeping with the Buddha every night, rising together in the court, wanting to know where the Buddha goes, only this voice is. Gou Neng never forgets, his heart is in front of him, and he is happy in his hometown step by step, why bother to go far away with ten trillion land. ”

After speaking, he clasped his hands, kowtowed to his head, bowed respectfully, and asked curiously:

"Master, what are you carving here?"

The spirit dragon halberd pointed into the distance and said indifferently:

"Quiet!"

"Everything without a heart is pure; When you are pure, you must not think purely, and your name is not pure; When there is no purity, it is not allowed to think of impurity, it is nothing and impurity. ”

When the two of them heard this, they were stunned to look around, and then looked up at the ice wall carved by the spirit dragon, and couldn't help but gasp; it turned out that the so-called "quiet" of the spirit dragon turned out to be a giant ice Buddha; sitting and lying between the ice valleys, the momentum was like Mount Tai pressing on the top, so quietly standing in the deserted ice and snow, except for the sound of the wind, this place is really "quiet".

Just now, the spirit dragon was carving the toes of the Ice Buddha, so attentive, so careful, as if he was carving his own life!

The giant Buddha is carved according to the mountain, the surface is smooth as a mirror, magnificent and majestic, the two of them are near, but they did not see it just now, such a big Buddha, in front of it, it is indeed difficult to find.

Chima guessed that this ice Buddha would take ten or twenty years to be carved, and one person could not do it at all, but how much effort did the master spend, watching the ice Buddha press on the trail, so exquisite, so natural, and so frightening, if there is a slight shock, there will be the consequences of the Buddha destroying people.

Kampot looked at it, frowned, and said calmly:

"Master, if you have an epiphany, this heart is pure, there are no troubles, there is no leakage of wisdom, and it is self-sufficient, this heart is the Buddha, after all, it is no different, why do you want to carve this statue of Shakyamuni Buddha, the apprentice still has important things to say"

As he spoke, he took out a knife from his back, and the Cold Star Treasure Knife in his hand "buzzed" in the wind, which was very conspicuous, and when the spirit dragon heard it, his pupils immediately dilated, staring at it.

With a "whoosh", Kampot only felt that his eyes were flowering, and a huge force came from his hand, a force that was difficult for him to resist!

At a second look, the spirit dragon had grasped the hilt of the knife, and held on to it, as if grasping life, and then violently flicked, and a cold shadow swept through the air, piercing and shining.

Linglong admired the blade, his expression was strange, and he commented to himself:

"The knife is three feet long, the forest is dazzling, what a knife!

Linglong's eyes were full of envy, the sword was in his hand, contrary to the peace just now, his eyes were blazing, shooting out a strange light, and he immediately judged that the two of them were extremely powerful.

Kampot stared at the knife and said with a smile:

"Master, this knife was given to you by Dorjee of Lozakoyan Monastery because he heard that your old man loves knives, and he also has something important to ask for."

After finishing speaking, the spirit dragon suddenly jumped up, flew up towards the snowy sky, and flew along the huge ice Buddha, flying little by little, and several potholes appeared on the giant Buddha that was as smooth as a mirror, and countless ice slags immediately flew in all directions.

When it is on the top of the Buddha, without hesitation to raise the knife to the huge ice Buddha to block the waist and split, after the "boom" after a loud noise, the Buddha trembles non-stop, "rattling" sounds, the middle has cracked a crack, and it is instantly extended to all directions.

With a loud bang, the huge ice Buddha collapsed from the middle of the valley like an avalanche, and pressed heavily on the valley glacier, turning into a pile of ice slag; the loud sound echoed in the valley, and also shook the hearts of Kampot and Chima, and the two were dumbfounded, not knowing what the master's intention was to do so.

The spirit dragon regained his composure, like a deep pool, no one knew what was going on in his heart, not even his disciple who knew him best, and he floated down with the falling ice, standing still in front of the splashing ice cellar, as if contemplating a question.

After a while, he slowly put down the knife, and with a "bang", the Cold Star Treasure Knife took off his hand and plunged straight into the ice and snow for a few inches!

The two Kampot also floated away, and as soon as they landed, the sonorous words of the spirit dragon sounded in their ears:

"Let's go, give him back this knife that doesn't suit me!"

Before he could finish his sentence, he raised his head and blew a whistle.

This strange behavior made the Kampot duo a little confused.

But soon, the wind behind him suddenly sounded, and a male wolf twice as tall and twice as long as the usual giant wolf of Zhuoma Temple rushed towards him.

It was the Wolf King.

Its limbs are as thick as iron pillars, its head is as big as a bucket, its eyes are cracked, and the fierce light in its eyes is bursting, and it is extremely sharp and swept over the two of them, but soon, it tore the sky and howled wildly, roaring like thunder, deafening, and the spirit dragon's hand passed through its thick silver mane, scratched its neck, and said kindly:

"Let's go"

The cold wind was biting, and the three of them quickly disappeared into the snowy plateau, leaving only a pile of ice slag, but it was soon covered by snowflakes falling from the sky.

In the Somo military camp, Dorjee also finished chanting the scriptures and left directly.

He walked through the platform, and then around several yurts, and at last he got faster and faster, so fast that the average human eye could not see it!

Because he was in a hurry to see someone.

Beside a meandering stream deep in the grassland, a white horse is leisurely grazing, and a man wearing a mask and wrapped up tightly is lying on the grass in boredom, looking up at the blue and clean sky, as if counting how many clouds are floating in the blue sky.

Suddenly, the man's waist exerted his strength, and he jumped from the ground to the top, and turned over neatly and stood on the grass, because the person he was waiting for came.

The person who came was none other than Dorjee, who was slightly out of breath.

The man said urgently:

"What are you looking for me, you can't fly a pigeon to pass the book, or use an eagle, you have to come in person?"

Dorjee said seriously:

"Is there the most beloved baby daughter of the Tang Emperor Lao'er in Baoning City, Li Guo'er?"

The man nodded.

Dorjee said directly:

"Trick her out of the city, and then we will capture her, and when the time comes, we will use her to threaten the emperor, cede a little land, and then you will rescue her, so that it will be mutually beneficial and win-win!"

When the man heard this, he thought for a moment, shook his head and refused:

"No, there is a portable maid by her side, He Xiangu's maidservant, her martial arts are unfathomable, you may not be able to beat her, and this woman is very smart, if you miss, I'm afraid I won't be able to escape it..."

Dorjee immediately cut off:

"Without further ado, I hired a helper, and I can definitely take them down!"

Seeing that Dorjee was so confident, the man asked softly:

"Who is so powerful, you dare to pack a ticket, 100% success?"

Dorjee said confidently:

"Spirit Dragon!"

When the man heard the word "Spirit Dragon", he took a deep breath and was amazed:

"Okay, you can actually invite the Linglong Dharma King, he is probably the second master of your Tibet, except for the King of the Imperial Family of the Jokhang Temple, I really didn't expect it..."

Dorjee patiently listened to his exclamation and advised:

"Okay, it's suspicious, you go back quickly! When the time comes, use pigeons, don't use eagles, that thing is too quiet, be careful to attract attention, and it will be a big deal!"

The two discussed the matter, and each left.

And the protagonist Princess Anyang, or Li Tan, didn't know that someone was beating her because she was eating at this time.

I was quite unhappy to eat.

There is a small hotel in Boryeong City.

Although there is no tall wine curtain in front of the house, there is a horizontal plaque hanging on the door, which is dark and translucent, and the golden ones are written to see the four big characters of the dragon flying and the phoenix dancing - Ruyi Restaurant!

But Li Tan didn't eat well.

She poured herself a glass of wine, picked it up and put it on her plate and sniffed it.

The wine, very unsatisfactory, somewhat sour, took a small sip, really sour, but it was hot, barely took a sip.

The peanut was also very unsatisfactory, I tasted one, faint, no ambiguity at all.

The roast chicken was even more unsatisfactory, the roast chicken was supposed to be golden brown, but the roast chicken in front of her was black and burnt very hot, she tore off a chicken leg and tasted it, it was too bitter!

Ruyi Restaurant seems to be very fake, it is an unreal place, and it is all unsatisfactory!

So she looked up, and the room was spacious, bright, and clean, and there were three square tables, one of which was empty, and in front of one near the stove, a country man with a messy hair was already drinking himself.

Seeing Li Tan looking at her, the man also turned his head to take a look, then turned his face away, picked up chopsticks, and stuffed a piece of braised pork into his mouth.

Li Tan watched the shopkeeper wipe the table and sweep the floor in the hall, and secretly cursed in his heart that there was no ghost, and the table had been polished and shiny, but Xiao Er seemed to be tireless and busy.

With a "snap", Xiao Er and the man were disturbed by this crisp sound, and looked at them curiously.

Li Tan said coldly:

"Little Er, check out!"

Xiao Er quickly ran to the table, bowed and said:

"Okay, the guest officer has a total of 60 taels of silver!"

Chunli kicked it away, and Xiao Er jumped flexibly and dodged, but Chunli was angry, and she didn't seem to think about it, and scolded angrily:

"Phew, you have to charge 60 taels for this order"

After speaking, "Pap" took out a token and slapped it on the table, and said coldly:

"I think you're tired of being crooked, do you know what this is?"

Xiao Er sneered:

"Hey, I don't care what token you have, give money for dinner, it's justified, this is a mess, some of them are good to eat, what's the bad taste, you have eaten it all, even if the emperor Lao'er comes, I will take it as it is!"

His vigorous appearance made Li Tan raise his eyebrows, a strange smile on his face, and said leisurely:

"Hey, this isn't a black shop, do you know a chicken, but it's just a hundred words, 60 taels of silver, a total of tens of thousands of dollars, a thousand chickens!

Xiao Er didn't have time to speak.

Because someone plugged in:

"Hmph, come on! Someone doesn't pay for dinner, it's not good."

It was the man who ate braised pork who made the sound, and as soon as his voice fell, several black-clothed men rushed out of the back hall and surrounded the two of them in an instant!