He sat opposite the five people as well.

The five people sat down slowly.

However, Manjushri Lama and Cihang Lama were staring at Gao Lang in golden silk glasses, which made the latter feel a little embarrassed.

"What are the two masters looking at me like this-?" Gao Lang scratched his head with golden glasses.

"The donor...is he really a killer of the junior brother Samantabhadra?!"

"Ah?! Colleague killer?! What does it mean?!" Gao Lang was stunned by the golden silk glasses.

"Didn't the donor admit it himself?" said Lama Cihang.

"Oh~! I remembered it. The master said what I said to the snake-playing A San, right?" Gao Lang, the Golden Glasses, shook his head quickly, "Fake it! I am a mainland Chinese businessman, how could I be a killer? It's just a transfer of flowers and wood, and transferring targets..."

"Transfer the target?" The five people were stunned.

"Yes, if you want to take revenge in the future, just look for that killer organization!" Golden Glasses Gao Lang smiled.

The five of them were relieved and slowly stood up again, folded their hands together, "I still have to thank the donor for help! Otherwise, my Tibetan Buddhism will definitely die!"

"It's okay, it's all Chinese! Although Tibet and the noble sect are far away, they are also Chinese fields and bloodlines. They should be united in attacking and defending and jointly defending the enemy." Gao Lang smiled with golden silk glasses.

The five people nodded repeatedly.

"But this little donor is very skilled and has a strong combat power. I admire him..." said the three hosts King Kong.

"That's right, each move and one move are both hard and soft, as quiet as a virgin, and as moving as a rabbit, it has the power of great fortune..." Cihang also praised.

"And it is really admirable to achieve such martial arts at such a young age..." Wenshu smiled, but paused, "I don't know which master the family master is..."

"Without a family teacher, I don't have any martial arts skills. They are all...Sanda and free fighting, but I have experienced many real swords and guns, so..." Gao Lang, the Golden Wireless Glasses, scratched his head embarrassedly.

The five nodded and looked at each other but didn't know whether they believed it or not.

Lama Cihang looked at Gao Lang with golden silk glasses and asked again, "Old Ni has a question, I wonder if the donor can answer it..."

"Of course, Master, please ask."

"How did the donor...detoxify? The poison of Mandala White Lotus is not easy to deal with. The donor can actually..." Cihang looked surprised.

Gao Lang looked at Yang Xixi and Li Jiaxin, who were not around, seemed to be resting in the guesthouse and did not hide his own personal information. He took out the python pill from his arms and put it in the palm of his hand.

Before they could speak, the five of them were stunned and took a breath of air conditioning.

"This is? Beast Pill?" said one of the hosts, King Kong, in shock.

"That's right! It's a beast pill! And it's a spiritual and psychotropic beast pill!" Lama Cihang said in surprise.

The other three also looked at the python pill in the hands of Gao Lang with golden glasses in shock and disbelief, and looked at the latter again.

"I... used to get it from a huge aquarium python seven inches. I didn't know it before, but later I slowly discovered that it seemed to be able to avoid poison and detoxify..." Gao Lang scratched his head with a silk glasses.

"Aquarium python?!...that's right! That's right! This is a treasure of heaven and earth! It can only be transformed by a thousand years! The donor is indeed a person with great fortune!" The five people nodded in understanding.

"No wonder the red snake was afraid of the donor! With this thing on its side, snakes and insects definitely did not dare to be presumptuous!" said Manjushri and Cihang.

Gao Lang nodded after hearing this, and asked again, "Then is this thing harmful to the human body?"

"There are no harm in all benefits!! The specific benefits... can only be experienced by the donor himself!" said the five people.

"Okay!" Gao Lang nodded in the golden glasses.

After chatting with the five people for a while, Gao Lang looked at the sky that was already noon and was worried about herbs, so he was ready to say goodbye.

A host, King Kong, took out a letter and handed it to Gao Lang with Golden Wire Glasses, "I heard from the Sect Master Manjushri that Xiao Shi was going to buy spiritual medicine... I know that businessman, it's good. You can bring this letter to him, it will be good for you..."

"Thank you, Master." Gao Lang, a Golden Wire Glasses, answered the letter and read the oil paper cover briefly. He didn't understand anything else, but he understood the four words of the Potala Palace.

I guess this host Vajra is the sect leader of the Potala Palace.

"Donor..." Lama Cihang grabbed Gao Lang with golden silk glasses. The old lady looked up and down the latter, but said slowly, "Old Ni knows some physiognomy. The donor will encounter some disasters in Tibet, but there is no danger. I hope to be careful..."

"Uh?" Gao Lang was stunned. I didn't do anything when I came here! How could there be any disaster?!

It was on the plane?! It has passed! It is because those three?! It has been beaten away! What else??

However, since they are kind to reminders, they are naturally kind, and they are all masters, so they must believe them.

Gao Lang nodded and bowed to the five people, but paused and said, "Several masters, I am worried here...those Indian Lamas will cause trouble again."

"The little donor is not more worried!" Manjushri Lama smiled and shook his head, "As soon as we are alert, the masters of various temples are about to return soon, and come..."

Manjushri looked at Gao Lang with golden silk glasses, "After this battle, the masters of the Tantric Buddhism in India have suffered a lot, especially the most feared Lotus Saint Venerable, who must not dare to do anything randomly!"

"That's right! We will also contact the Tibetan Religious Administration and the Autonomous Region Government to provide feedback on the sinister intentions of the Buddhist sect in the Indian country." Lama Cihang said.

"That's good! Then I'm relieved! Let's say goodbye!" Gao Lang nodded to the five people, but after a group of lamas and monks in the temple, he took Yang Xixi and Li Jiaxin to leave the Tibetan Tantra with Yang Xixi and Li Jiaxin.

...

Alps, ghost paradise headquarters.

"Boss, Tianzhu has a call." A man in black said.

"What? Tianzhu?!" The person sitting in the high position was still the person whose head and face were shrouded in the thick fog, and he could not see his face clearly.

I don’t know how this thick fog was made, smoking?! Or what?! Isn’t it uncomfortable?!

"It seems to be the head of the Indian Buddhist sect, King Garula!"

"What did he do?! Is he going to discuss the lama with me?! The lama is dead!!" Boso said in a bad tone, and took the positionless satellite phone.

"Hey! Is it your Lord Garulo?!"

"Yes, Lord Ghost Heaven boss! I took the initiative to bother you because I am very dissatisfied with your actions!"

"What does it mean?! Pay attention to the tone of your speaking!"

"The tone of speaking?! Humph! What else do you need to be a person who is untrustworthy?!" King Garulo on the phone was not polite at all.
Chapter completed!