Chapter 96 Chapter 96 Kundaliya Internal Strength

After listening to this story, Zhao Guan found it very interesting, and thought to himself: My mother said that I am destined to have a noble person, and I can always turn bad luck into good luck. I never thought that I would be captured by a group of vicious lamas and become a Dharma King. What a fortuitous encounter. The old Lama Gonga noticed that his face was pale, and asked: Is there any discomfort in the body of His Holiness?Zhao Guan smiled wryly and said: It's nothing, just a few broken ribs.All the lamas were shocked when they heard this, and hurriedly called a medical lama to heal him.Jinwu Rinpoche was very vicious in his attacks. When he kicked and kicked him, he avoided his face, hands and feet, and used his inner strength. Therefore, there were no obvious scars on Zhao Guan's body, and none of the lamas noticed it.After the medical lama arrived, he quickly took Zhao Guan's ribs, took his pulse, and said with a frown, "The King's internal organs were also injured.The little monk didn't know how to heal him.

Zhao Guan thought to himself: My internal injuries were caused by Jin Wu, and ordinary doctors naturally wouldn't treat them.Said: It doesn't matter, I will sleep here for a few more days. Seeing that Zhao Guan was seriously injured, the lamas let him stay in the house to recuperate.After a few days, all the lamas took good care of him, and there was no shortage of all kinds of food and drink. Three or four waiters were always by his side, and they were extremely respectful and cautious.Zhao Guan saw that most of these lamas were Tibetans and Kham people, simple and honest, innocent and innocent, but he also liked to get along with them.The medical monk came to visit him every day, and saw that his ribs healed quickly and his external injuries were recovering day by day, which was very comforting, but he was very anxious about his internal injuries that could not be healed.The old Lama Gongjia also came to visit day and night, and took out the rosary beads, vajra bell, and vajra pestle of the previous Dharma King to Zhao Guan, and told him various deeds of the previous Dharma King, often crying.

One day Zhao Guan asked about Jinwu Rinpoche.Gongjia said: He is a disciple of Master Dimeyatuo of the Huajiao. He has learned martial arts and has been in the Central Plains for many years.He was also a disciple of the Dharma King in his previous life, and he was very close to the Dharma King.Zhao Guan thought to himself: I probably abused and beat this apprentice in my previous life, so he came back in this life to take revenge.Thinking of the look in his eyes when he was about to leave, I thought: This person will probably try to kill me to vent his hatred, so I have to be careful.Ask again: Where did he go?

A waiter replied: I heard that he went back to the capital.The other said: Before he left, I heard from his subordinates that they received a temporary order from the imperial court to go to Shandong to encircle and suppress some kind of Tiger Mountain Villa.Zhao Guan was startled, and hurriedly asked, but the lamas were vague.He hurriedly called one of Jinwu's subordinates, a lama who was left to recuperate due to injury, to come and inquire. The lama dared not hide it in front of the king, and said: Jinwu Rinpoche was ordered to go to Shandong to encircle and suppress Huxiao Mountain Villa, and capture a family named Ling.

Zhao Guan was shocked and thought: I must send someone to report to Master Ling quickly.But he couldn't even get out of bed, and was surrounded by countless lamas all day, so how could he send a message? For more than ten days, Zhao Guan has been recuperating in the temple, and he still has big doubts about whether he is the Dharma King Gan Min. He only stayed because he was seriously injured and in a dangerous place, so he had no other choice.Seeing that all the monks took good care of him and were extremely respectful, he couldn't help feeling very sorry and thought: what should they do when they find out that I am not Dharma King Gan Min?

One day, the medical lama came in to see Zhao Guan's injury, thought for a while, and said, "I report to His Holiness, there are some secrets in our esoteric teachings to improve the kundalini in the body, which may be beneficial to His Holiness' health."As he spoke, he went out of the room, and soon fetched a stack of rectangular papers and presented them to Zhao for viewing.The paper was full of Tibetan characters written in zigzags and horizontal lines. The medicine lama took out the first volume, flipped through it page by page, and explained it to Zhao Guanting sentence by sentence.Zhao Guanting was very curious about the formulas that seemed to be practicing internal strength, so he memorized them in his heart.In the dead of night, he practiced cross-legged, and felt that the true energy in his body was gradually able to condense, and his internal injuries improved slightly.The next day, he asked the medicine lama about the rest of the book, and the medicine lama explained it sentence by sentence, translated the whole book into Chinese, and presented it to Zhao Guan.Zhao Guan was fine with his injuries, so he practiced cross-legged all day long, within a few days, his internal injuries were healed by five or six points.He didn't know that what he was practicing was the highest kundaliya samadhi in Tibetan esoteric teaching, and the only way was to heal internal injuries.

A few days later, he was able to get out of bed and walk around, and all the lamas surrounded him to go out again, rubbing his head for the believers.There are always thousands of monks and believers who come to worship this time. Zhao Guan is wearing a gorgeous cassock, sitting on a multi-colored throne, watching the believers kneel down and pray to him, he only feels embarrassed on his face. He touched his head all morning, and when he was eating at noon, the old Lama Gongjia came over and said: Today is an auspicious day, and I want to shave the Dharma king.Zhao Guan was startled, and blurted out: Shaved?The old Lama Gongga said: Exactly.I can be your refuge teacher, you must take refuge in the Three Jewels and become a Buddhist monk.Now I talked about the precepts of monks.Zhao Guan was only stunned for a moment when he heard this, and thought: I don’t kill, steal, commit adultery, tell lies, or drink alcohol.The other hundreds of precepts are even more impossible to abide by.Shaking his head, he said: I can't keep these precepts.

The old Lama Gongga was startled, and said, "His Holiness is joking."He asked the monks to prepare for the shaving ceremony.Zhao Guan came to the Dharma meeting, but he saw all the lamas wearing crimson monk uniforms, wearing high crowns, some holding copper bells, some beating cymbals, some playing drums, and some playing a very long trumpet, the voice was very deep Loud.All the lamas recited the mantra in unison, with a low voice that shook the roof tiles, and they continued to recite for two hours.Sitting on a high seat in the middle, Zhao Guan watched the old lamas in front of him holding vajra pestles and bells and making various seal gestures over and over again. Music, prayers and gestures are all in harmony with the kundalini inner strength.Listening intently and watching carefully, I realized many key points of cultivating the kundalini.

After the Dharma meeting, all the attendants came up to support him and asked him to pray three times in front of the Buddha and then to the old Lama Gonga.After saying many scriptural prayers, old Lama Gonga took a razor and cut off a lock of his hair.Only then did Zhao Guan realize: He really wants to shave me.It was too late to escape, and his skills had not yet recovered. If he got up and ran away, most of the lamas would be able to drag him back by force. They also thought that thousands of people who came to watch the ceremony would all gather outside the door to watch. It was too ugly, so I had to bite the bullet and kneel on the ground, asking the monks on both sides to shave off my black hair.

Zhao Guan looked at his hair falling on the ground in bunches, and thought: I had someone pretend to be a lama to escape in Chen's house, but I didn't expect that I was forced to become a real lama today.This is a prophecy. There was another Dharma meeting in the evening. After a busy day, Zhao Guan's internal injuries started to flare up again at night, and he couldn't sleep in bed.In the middle of the night, suddenly there was a sound from the window, and a black shadow flashed. A man jumped into the room, stretched out his finger, and knocked down the two waiters.Zhao Guan was startled, sat up and touched the single knife beside him.Under the oil lamp, he saw that the figure was delicate and dressed in black, it was Chen Ruzhen.

Zhao Guan was overjoyed and called out in a low voice: Miss Chen! Chen Ruzhen turned her head and stared at him blankly, speechless.Only then did Zhao Guan remember that his head was clear and he was wearing a lama's monk's uniform. He quickly said: "I am a fake lama. I have not recovered from my injuries. Please take me out quickly!" Chen Ruzhen nodded, Zhao Guan hurriedly opened the pillow side cabinet and grabbed a bag of things.At that time, Jinwu Rinpoche took off his clothes and took away the things in his pockets, and he returned them to him after he was certified as the Dharma King.Among them, the iron necklace, hundred fairy box, centipede rope, scorpion tail whip, etc. given to him by his mother were not lost. Zhao Guan took out the bag of things, and saw a string of beads and a vajra pestle that belonged to the previous Dharma king on the bedside, and took it out. After passing, he followed Chen Ruzhen and jumped out of the window. The temple is very guarded, and there are many lamas patrolling before and after.Seeing Zhao Guan's difficulty in walking, Chen Ruzhen said in a low voice: Brother Jiang, I offended you.Carrying him on his back, he quickly ran out of the backyard, jumped over the wall, rode on the black horse, and galloped away. The third Hindu Dharma King Gan Minzhule was carried out of the monastery by a young girl on the night when he became a monk, and he disappeared since then, which became a great mystery in the history of Tibetan Esoteric Buddhism.