Chapter 467 Tibetan Tantric Buddhism, the Eight Banners of Manchuria

The wind and snow are howling continuously. This is the Great Snow Mountain in Tibet. It is covered with ice all year round. There is also bone-chilling cold wind and nine-day strong wind blowing. The terrain is dangerous and it is difficult for ordinary people to live here for a long time.

The poor mountains and bad waters have produced several treasures that can only grow under special climates, such as the Tianshan Snow Lotus, the Comb, the Crystal Leaf Ice Flower and other natural treasures. Most of the rare and precious medicines survive here. The Great Snow Mountain is difficult for ordinary people to climb, but for practitioners, it is a good place. They only need to open a cave and take good care of it, and they will have a harvest.

Most of those who can gain a foothold here are from the Tibetan Tantric Buddhism, the Snow Mountain Mosque, and the Great Lama Temple.

Mount Kailash, Nankya Lama Monastery, is the place where the living living Buddhas practice intensively and where the Tantric Buddhism is passed down. There are countless eminent monks and it covers a large area with dozens of Buddhist halls and meditation rooms. Now there is a distinguished guest.
"The messenger has come from afar, I wonder what he is doing here?"

The person sitting in the main seat was a great lama wearing a tall Buddhist crown and a yellow silk robe. He was now adding some fragrant oil into a golden cup. Suddenly, the Zen room was filled with a strange fragrance, and even Zanbie, the messenger who had come all the way on horseback, felt calmed down.

"What a nice incense! The master really knows how to enjoy it." He bowed respectfully and said, "I am here on behalf of the Khan to invite the master to come out of seclusion."

Ye Lijia, the great master of Tantric Buddhism and living Buddha, patted his hands with powder and looked at the visitor. The climate in the Great Snow Mountain is extremely cold and climbing is difficult. This Zanbie came all the way on a fast horse, stopped at the border, and climbed by human power, which shows that he has a good physique.

Now he was wrapped tightly with three layers of clothes inside and outside, with only a small piece of rat tail showing under his fur hat. He was muscular and strong, and the calluses on his hands showed that he was a strong general. He was also quite intelligent to be entrusted with lobbying.

"You Jurchens are living well in the Northeast, but why did you come all the way to Tibet to form an alliance?" Ye Lijia asked, holding a bowl of butter tea.

"Master, you may not know that now the Jianzhou Jurchens no longer use the name Jurchen. The Khan has unified the various tribes in the East and established the Manchukuo State. The people in the country are all called Manchus."

Zanbie bowed and said: "My Jianzhou Jurchens are different from the Haixi Jurchens. The Haixi have been living in the grasslands for a long time and have been subject to the Mongols. They have long lost their wildness and are nothing but dead bones in a tomb. On the contrary, my Jianzhou Jurchens dominate the wilderness and have become a powerful force."

"The Khan has worked hard to govern the country and unify the land. His generals, such as Hetu, are in their prime. Their civil and military achievements are advancing simultaneously. With this great momentum, they can conquer the world."

"My master has long wanted to establish his rule in the Central Plains, but the power of the Taoist sect in the Central Plains is too great. Although there are many shaman wizards in the clan, they are still unable to compete. That is why he came to the ancestral land of Buddhism and asked the Living Buddha to come out of seclusion."

Ye Lijia was unmoved: "This huge Tibetan land, can't it accommodate my Tantric Buddhism? Why bother to stir up trouble?"

Zanbie's eyes flickered, knowing that it was the old living Buddha who was asking for benefits, so he lowered his head and said, "Before the master left, he told me that as long as the Buddha is willing to help, we are willing to make Tantric Buddhism the state religion in the future. Once we rule the Central Plains and establish a country, we will share the world with Tantric Buddhism."

The pie was well drawn, but Ye Lijia had an upset stomach and couldn't eat. Seeing that he still didn't speak, Zan Bie gritted his teeth and said, "My lord has made a promise. If the Buddha takes action, he will capture Han people wherever he goes. I am willing to pay 30% to the Buddha. He can also allow the Tantric Buddhism to spread its teachings and set up bases. Within the Buddha country, monks will govern themselves, which is comparable to a country within a country."

"Master Buddha has profound Buddhist knowledge. He should have seen that the Han court is on the decline. It is time for a change of thrones. The whole world is fighting for supremacy. If the Tantric sect wants to intervene and support its power, it is probably too late."

"Even if we start in a hurry, we may not have the last laugh. The shaman in our tribe once sacrificed the lives of 3,000 soldiers to predict the future. We Manchus have our own dragon energy, which is destined by heaven. If the Buddha interacts with other forces, I am afraid that there will not be such good conditions."

Seeing Ye Lijia stop, he praised Bie for striking while the iron is hot: "It is better to be the head of a chicken than the tail of a phoenix. Although the scenery of the Great Snow Mountain is unique, it is a bitter and cold place after all, not as fertile as the Central Plains. Is Tantric Buddhism willing to stay here and become a side door in the Buddhist sect of the Central Plains?" Ye Lijia pinched his hand, and the golden bowl twisted, and butter tea spilled out. He didn't care: "It seems that you are a good lobbyist. Although I am in Tibet, I have never given up paying attention to the chaos in the Central Plains. What you said has great potential."

Once the conversation started, things would naturally become easier to discuss. The alliance was a matter of great importance, so Zanbie could just come over to deliver a message and set down the general rules. The details would require the leaders of both sides to meet and discuss in detail, even if it meant overturning the previous agreement and establishing new rules.

But now that the intention has been made, Zan Bie has lived up to his trust. After a few more pleasantries, he stood up and said, "The road is long and the sky is high. I have an important responsibility and cannot stay for long. I need to go back and report as soon as possible."

Ye Lijia nodded: "Alright, my cold and bitter place cannot accommodate distinguished guests, but I do have a few rare treasures that can serve as a gift."

He turned his hand, and an oil jar appeared in his palm: "Take this Tianxiangchi oil. It contains my Great Snow Mountain magical medicine and human essence. It can ignite the spirit and soul to be clear and free of distracting thoughts. You can pass it on to me."

Human essence is actually human body fat, to put it nicely. As for whether to extract oil from living people or refine oil from dead people, that is a different matter. Zanbie did not think so. The shamans in his tribe were no less vicious than this Tantric Lama. He nodded and took the essence into his arms.

Of course, he did not come alone, he was accompanied by a shaman, but it was inconvenient to go up the mountain, so he waited at the edge of the mountain, talked for a few words, then said goodbye and walked into the wind and snow, his figure gradually obscured by the heavy snow.

"Manchus, Middle-earth, fighting for the dragon..."

Ye Lijia murmured to himself that he had a highly respected position in Tibet and no one could surpass him, a veritable local emperor. However, there were few people in the bitter and cold border area, which was nothing like the vast land and rich resources of the Central Plains.

There is another reason. He lived a life of luxury and was highly respected.

When he was young, he was confident of his profound Buddhist knowledge and went to China, saying that he was going to debate Buddhist principles, but in fact he wanted to suppress the arrogance of Buddhists in China. Unexpectedly, he went there in high spirits and returned in dejection.

However, this matter eventually became a thorn in his heart. Hearing that there had been a lot of trouble between the good and evil forces in Middle-earth and many good men had been killed, he couldn't help but feel restless and wanted to take this opportunity to avenge himself.

The Buddhist sect in the Central Plains did not care about the insignificant figure back then. When they called Ye Lijia to their front, the person involved would think for a long time. However, it was this indifference that deeply hurt Ye Lijia's heart and even evolved into a demon in his heart.

"I have to go to Middle-earth. Even if I can't accomplish anything great, I can help break my ego and get out of delusion. At the very least, I'll get some benefits."

He was just thinking about it when a chuckle suddenly sounded in his ears.

"The great lama's Buddhist teachings may not be very profound, but his lustful thoughts make people feel irritated. It seems that the Buddhist lineage has declined."

(End of this chapter)