Li Qingyang put his hands behind his back and looked at the hunched Awang Rosang Gyatso.
"Living Buddha, you flatter me."
This was the first time he had not called the Dali Lama by his name since he had attacked the Potala Palace. Instead, he had addressed him respectfully.
Because he had already won, and it was a complete victory.
He had single-handedly defeated the entire Potala Palace and trampled the Gelug Sect's faction under his feet.
Since Awang Rosang Gyatso was willing to give in and call him "Master", he didn't mind giving Awang Rosang Gyatso face.
After all, his ultimate goal here was to retrieve the Shaolin Temple's ancient records. He did not want to perish together with the other party.
Otherwise, even if he could massacre the entire Potala Palace, Awang Rosang Gyatso could still delay him and destroy those ancient books.
"Since the Living Buddha is willing to return the Shaolin Temple's ancient books, we can naturally be happy.”
"Living Buddha!"
Danba got up from the ground and stared at Li Qingyang angrily. He couldn't help but look at Awang Rosang Gyatso.
"Are we really going to let this Zen monk from the Central Plains take away the ancient books of the Potala Palace?! This…"
"Alright."
Awang Rosang Gyatso sighed deeply." I've said it before. Since you've lost, you should be able to afford it.”
"Moreover, those books indeed belong to Shaolin Temple. Today, Master True Yan will take them away and return them to their rightful owners.”
Li Qingyang smiled but didn't say anything.
Return it to its original owner?
It was a fist that had been punched out and had to be returned to its original owner.
"The Living Buddha of the Dalai."
Li Qingyang raised his head and looked at the majestic Potala Palace. He said leisurely,"
"I've long heard that the Potala Palace is magnificent and is the holy land of the Gelug Sect. There's another world inside. I wonder if Living Buddha can show me around?!”
"In addition, I also want to see the ancient books of my Shaolin Temple as soon as possible.”
"Alright." Awang Rosang Gyatso nodded slowly and reached out his hand.
"Grandmaster True Yan, please."
Under the complicated gazes of hundreds of lamas, Li Qingyang slowly ascended the Potala Palace with a faint smile on his face.
The Fifth Living Buddha, the master of the Potala Palace, Awang Rosang Gyatso, led the way with his hunched back.
Li Qingyang paced behind Awang Rosang Gyatso, slowly walking up the Potala Palace. While looking around, he casually asked something.
This scene was like a master patrolling his own territory while a servant led the way.
At this moment, it was as if Li Qingyang was the master of the entire Potala Palace.
"Amitayus Buddha…Amitayus Buddha…"
Danba couldn't stand it anymore. He lowered his head and forced himself to forget what had just happened.
However, that scene was like a steel nail, deeply piercing into his heart and taking root.
He knew that he would never be able to forget that scene for the rest of his life.
This was the greatest humiliation the Gelug Sect had suffered in the hundreds of years since they had taken over the Potala Palace.
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"The Potala Palace is as majestic as a mountain range and as vast as the heavens and the earth. It really lives up to its reputation.”
At the highest point of the Potala Palace, Li Qingyang stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at the mountains and rivers.
Looking down from here, the lamas on the square were smaller than ants. Ordinary people couldn't see them clearly.
The vast wilderness and mountains extended all the way to the horizon.
Just by standing here and looking down at the scenery below, he felt a sense of grandeur in his chest.
The Qinghai-Tibet Plateau was the ridge of the world, and the Potala Palace was the ridge of the Tibetan Plateau.
Now, this world ridge was trampled under Li Qingyang's feet, along with the Gelug Sect that had occupied the Potala Palace for hundreds of years!!
"Grandmaster True Yan, if you like the scenery here, you can take a look. It would be best if you are willing to stay for a few days.”
Awang Rosang Gyatso said with a smile, his posture very humble.
Li Qingyang glanced at him but did not speak.
He already knew that this person had a gap in his heart. He was a genius of his generation and a genius.
Now that he had made such a gesture, it made him even more vigilant. It was just that he did not show it.
Although he had defeated the entire Potala Palace, it did not seem to have taken much effort.
However, there were more than a dozen Hotogtu who were equivalent to first-class experts in the entire faction of the Potala Palace's Dalai Lama.
Two of the Eight Great Hotogtu experts who could compete with the top experts were here.
It might seem normal, but don't forget that this was only a quarter of the Gelug Sect's strength!!
Beside the Panchen Living Buddha, there were also the forces of the two Great Hotogtu Living Buddhas of Mongolia. They were not inferior to the Living Buddha of the Dalai in the slightest!!
In other words, the entire Gelug Sect, which was also the Tantra Yellow Sect, had a total of eight top-notch experts, and this did not include the Four Living Buddhas!!
What did this mean?
It represented that the power of the upper echelons of the Gelug Sect had completely surpassed the entire Chinese server's martial arts world, and it was a crushing advantage!!
This was truly the number one sect in the world.
"In the Chinese server, there are only Shaolin and Wudang at most. There are also one or two top-notch masters hiding there. In addition to the reclusive masters, there are probably only five of them.”
" Not to mention the entire Gelug Sect, even the forces of the two Living Buddhas, the Panchen and the Dalai, can't be compared…"
When the Manchu Qing Dynasty entered the pass and just sat in the Royal Court, they implemented the shaving and changing clothes system, killing people.
In the Chinese server's martial arts world, there were plenty of heroic heroes who were willing to take revenge. How could they endure such humiliation?!
During the Shunzhi years, the martial arts world had witnessed waves of rebellion against the Qing Dynasty and the Ming Dynasty. Their momentum was so great that it was far from what a mere Heaven and Earth Society could compare to.
But why was it still suppressed by the Manchu Dynasty?
Even the Southern Shaolin Temple was annihilated by the Qing court's soldiers in the tide of that year. Their entire family was killed, and even the Northern Shaolin Temple was implicated.
Did they really think that the Manchu Empire alone had enough high-end forces?？
Probably only the geniuses knew what role the Xizang Tantra played in the tide of the past!
On the surface, the fifth Tibetan lama had allied with the Panchen and ruled over many serf-owners, managing Xizang like an iron bucket.
This made the entire Manchu Dynasty extremely wary of him.
It was not until the ninth year of Shunzhi that Awang Rosang Gyatso personally entered the capital to meet the Shunzhi Emperor and accept the reward, expressing his obedience to the rule of the Qing court.
The martial arts world in the Central Plains had suffered a catastrophe, but the Gelug Sect had been recuperating and developing into the behemoth it was today.
And now, this talented and bold Fifth Dali, the owner of the Potala Palace, was standing respectfully at the side, hunched over, waiting for Li Qingyang to speak.
Not simple!
"Although the Potala Palace is good, I still have to return to Shaolin to report as soon as possible.”
Li Qingyang retracted his gaze and slowly turned around.
"Let's go, Living Buddha, bring me to the Potala Palace.”
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