They saw Bon lamas wearing thick brown-red robes paving their way with white lotus petals, which reminded Kalki of the purple-red rose petals that Emperor Plato needed to spread when he walked.
He thought to himself: It is enough to see the saint kneel down and kowtow. Only the guilty minister would do this in public when he asked for forgiveness. However, the saint hid in the palace and hardly interfered with the outside world. He had never seen such a scene. This kind of etiquette greeting
Is it appropriate to be a grand leader of one of the four major knights?
"We have to calm down, we have to know the truth, why it is so abnormal." He looked at all this with alert eyes, stretched out his right hand to her, and she gently put her left hand on it. Plato's nobles were very polite, although they were dressed in
It was extremely incompatible, but he still led her gracefully on the wooden path covered with lotus petals.
For a moment, she felt that the person holding her hand was Plato's emperor.
Tashi Gyaltsen spoke extremely humbly, and the Jiaxing masters continued to translate. They were telling the visitors about the history of the sect and this temple.
“From Nie Tri Zanpu to Songtsen Gampo’s 33rd generation Zangpu, Bon religion was the state religion, and the founder of the religion, Master Xinrao Miwochi, lived in the Longta Temple on the side of Gangdise Mountains and Manasarovar Lake...
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The pile of names of people and places really confused Xuanji. She once complained hypocritically to Kalki at the Karuizawa Prince Hotel that the citizens of Manxing City had no cultural complex. But when she came to the earth, the rich historical and cultural heritage made her confused again.
At a loss what to do.
"Master Jiaxing, you are from Gaia. So are there Bon believers in Gaia?" Xuanji suddenly interrupted.
"Oh..." The long-term monotonous practice life made the young Jiaxing look very honest and serious. He had to think about it before answering, "There is a small temple in the Artemis Mountains outside the city. There are less than 50 people practicing there.
..."
"As I have said before, no one believes in the culture and religion of the old earth. These are all products of the old earth. Therefore, master, you should be an outstanding graduate before you can come to earth for further study." Xuanji's sharp and forthrightness left the honest Jiaxing at a loss. Kalki quickly winked at this interesting girl.
His Holiness Tashi Gyaltsen had a conversation with Jiaxing, and Jiaxing continued:
"We, these anachronistic and old sects, exist to preserve ancient secrets and to reveal them when the Ender comes. In other words, we are waiting for the arrival of Cishi, the one who has eternal hope." Xuanji could only shut up now, because it was beyond her understanding. Cishi? Who is it?
Kalki looked around instinctively. It was so old that there was no electricity, and the temple looked quite dark. There were colorful carved beams and paintings everywhere on the wooden structure, as well as various colorful curtains, both colorful and plain white marble "Purple Palace" style.
Completely different.
The Platonic system is just an antique veneer, but is extremely modern in nature. But this place is really ancient, so ancient that it makes people feel like they are lost in time and space.
But there is one place that is consistent with the "Palace of Baina Foch". There are swastika symbols everywhere, and there are many patterns of wheels and spokes, which can also be seen often in "Bukhara".
This temple was small, but a very solemn ceremony was held for them. When they walked into the dark main hall, colorful mandala mandalas were painted on the ground with colored gravel, with swastikas made of highland barley grains in the middle.
The details of the characters were so detailed and lifelike, as if a vast world of gods and immortals were unfolding in front of them. However, when they walked past, the complex and beautiful patterns were all fragmented.
No matter how beautiful the material world is, it is just a momentary illusion.
"Please take a seat!" Tashi Gyaltsen lowered his head and was extremely respectful.
"No need." Kalki refused to sit on the ornate dragon-carved and gilded throne. These complicated satins or embroideries seemed very interesting to him, but he did not want to receive any worship.
"I just came here to find out the whole story and explain the questions in my mind." Kalki's deep voice echoed in the temple, "We want to return to Plato Planet as soon as possible."
The Karmapa muttered to Jiaxing again, and Jiaxing translated after listening.
"The end of the seventh era of civilization on earth, and the civilization of this era began here 18,000 years ago, so there is the archive of the earth in this era under the Dragon Pagoda Temple, that is to say, all the past 20,000 years
Everything is stored underground in this temple."
Now the two of them looked dumbfounded.
"The Bible records that the 'Garden of Eden' was surrounded by four rivers, and the Garden of Eden is here."
"What is the Garden of Eden? This is what is recorded in Genesis in the Old Testament of the Bible..." Kalki was very familiar with the Bible. He had read it over and over again, "There is a river flowing out of Eden to irrigate the Garden, and it is divided into four parts from there.
Zhi...Is this the land of four rivers?"
"The Shiquan River, Xiangquan River, Kongque River and Maquan River originated here...these four rivers rush down, namely the Indus River, the Sutlej River, the Ganges River and the Brahmaputra River. These great rivers gave birth to brilliant civilizations in ancient times and nurtured them.
It has a huge population and is the mother river of human civilization." Jiaxing answered him directly.
Xuanji found that Kalki was silent, and many of his ideas were reshaped.
"This is the origin of all civilizations. Buddhism calls this place the 'bottom breath', which is the land of origin. It is also known as the 'residence of the gods'."
"Yes..." Kalki lowered his head, as if thinking deeply, "My name comes from the ancient Indo-European language, Kalki is an Indian name."
At this time, Tashi Gyaltsen quickly explained to Jiaxing, and the honest and serious young man continued,
"The Earth Archives is established here. Any historical records of mankind are far less vast than the archives, because everything that everyone who has ever lived on the earth has done in their lives has been recorded in the form of special cosmic particles.
Preserved in the depths of the earth. Most of human history only records emperors and generals. History has become an account book for emperors and generals to keep accounts, ignoring the lives of ordinary people, and is full of distortions, falsehoods, forgeries, and tampering...
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"That's right!" These words actually resonated with Kalki, "The greatest invention of mankind is history!"
"Everyone who has ever lived on earth, no matter whether they are rich or poor, beautiful or ugly, short-lived or long-lived, everything they have done will be recorded intact in a special quantum form."
"Creation is amazing! In order to prevent humans from falsifying history and making lies to deceive future generations, the earth will automatically record and archive it!" the grand leader sighed.
After Tashi Gyaltsen finished speaking, Jiaxing continued to translate: "Because God loves all people with equal kindness."
Xuanji was stunned. Her mind was filled with strange questions, as if she had been electrocuted. The universe was so wonderful that it exceeded her imagination.
"Metta." (Metta) Kalki seemed to be meditating, and he said in Pali: "Mettre..." (Metta)
"Then let's go take a look at the Earth Archives now! We can leave after reading this!" Xuanji said directly.
"You two are the people we have been waiting for for a long time. The Earth Archives is reserved for those who are waiting. But the opening of the Earth Archives requires a special magnetic field and energy resonance, just like an energy lock. It can only be opened every month.
Only on a round night will there be an opportunity to open it, and it will only be opened to those who are waiting, otherwise it will be nothing more than a deserted rock cave."
"What?"
"You two are very lucky. In two days, it will be the night of the full moon, and then all the answers to the mystery will be revealed to you."
The two people standing in the main hall were silent. They needed to reconstruct their view of the world.
Is there really the answer he wants here? What kind of answer is this? Kalki thought silently.
And Xuanji looked up curiously. She stared at the huge Tubo-style Buddha statue in front of her. The Buddha statue was shrouded in colorful clouds and wore an exquisite crown. It looked extremely complicated and gorgeous. Its eyes were the same as Kalki's.
Blue.
She thought that during the two days waiting for the opening of the Earth Archives, they would go crazy with boredom in this poorly lit temple. As it turned out, the Illuminati was so thoughtful and even gave them good horses so that they could ride on horses to pass the time.
Kalki and his mount fell in love at first sight.
His white horse was so tall and strong, with slender hooves, mane as bright as moonlight, and pure black eyes full of spirituality. He simply couldn't hide the joy in his heart. He leaned his head against the horse's face and spoke softly to it.<
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"Thor, your mane is like a mirror, reflecting the sun, so you should call it this name."
Its ears were still twitching, and it seemed to like him very much and accepted its new name.
"You are really a friend of animals." Xuanji rode on her maroon horse. She was wearing a thick Platonic robe. This kind of robe with slits at the hem is very suitable for riding horses. In order to learn equestrianism, she spent time at the riding school in Mangxing City.
A lot of time and money.
"My riding skills are pretty good!" She said with some pride, controlling the reins and letting the horse walk around the Tibetan stable. She knew that Kalki couldn't ride a horse at all, because Yuanjiao teachings prohibited slavery and breeding.
Of course, any animals are not allowed to ride on horses. He has the name of "knight" for nothing, but he is actually a close-combat special forces member of a space-morphing fighter pilot with heavy equipment.
After gaining the trust and consent of the white horse, Kalki jumped up in the stirrups nimbly. The speed of his actions made people doubt that this was something a tall man could do.
Then, he immediately pulled the reins and ran wildly, which startled Ajia, who was protecting him, and Xuanji immediately followed on horseback.
"Kalki! It's very dangerous to gallop on a horse for the first time!" she warned loudly, "you will fall off the horse!"
The white horse galloped like a gust of wind, and the blond knight on the horse was so free and unrestrained. He didn't need spurs or whips. He and the horse seemed to be in a close relationship with each other like friends. He was not driving the horse, but the horse was taking him to gallop freely.
This desolate plateau, under the clear blue sky, feels like flying in the vast universe.
Xuanji, who was following him galloping, couldn't believe her eyes. She had never seen a person who had never ridden a horse before be able to control a horse like this. Her riding teacher said that some people are "born with horse blood", and to this day
Only then did she believe this. Kalki was born to be a knight, just like his name.
Of course, after this dash of speed, Kalki still encountered some troubles.
He made a sideways statement and said that he wanted to have the habit of bathing every day. Everyone frowned at the distinguished guest's picky quality of life and looked like they didn't understand.
There is no rich and sufficient food to satisfy the hunger caused by heavy exercise. The meals here are very simple.
Probably due to their spiritual practice or the lack of products on the plateau, these monks' dinner consisted of tsampa dipped in sugar. Maybe they were honored guests, so they were given some peas.
"What delicious peas!" This made Kalki, who likes to eat peas, look very happy.
Seeing his unabashed smile, Xuanji thought to herself: Even you sometimes find it hard to eat simple food.
Curious, they also went to the Scripture Pavilion to take a look. One wall was covered with grids for storing scriptures, which looked very mysterious under the dim light.
Kalki took down a Bon scripture and flipped through it, "This is Zhangzhong script." He said.
Xuanji also looked at it curiously. This kind of writing was very interesting in her eyes. "Can you understand it?" she asked.
"I can't understand." He answered bluntly. "When I read books in Plato, I used mental reading instead of like ancient humans who first learned a language and then slowly started to read simple reading materials.
, and then to advanced writings, this time will be very long, and it is already great for a person to be proficient in a few foreign languages."
"So you have read so many books and know so many things!" Xuanji suddenly realized, "Reading with mental skills... this is simply cheating!"
Kalki raised his eyebrows, showing a proud look, "The boundary of language is the boundary of the world. I have bypassed this boundary and am no longer bound by the limitations of text carriers."
"Ha! So now you've exposed your secret! On earth, you can't read books!" She smiled happily.
"No! I have learned some writing, otherwise how could I read the books in your study?" Kalki ran his hands over the old pages of these old books, and a thin layer of dust accumulated on them. Human culture is too rich.
, created too much, and also forgot too much.
"The Agama Sutra!" He actually dug out a Buddhist Bay-leaf Sutra. This bundle of Bay-leaf Sutra was wrapped very delicately, and the edges of the pages were decorated with gold foil. "This is part of Nikoyeh."
Kalki opened the tie decorated with swastikas and read it carefully. When he lowered his head, the hanging blond hair shone dimly in the dark. If it weren't for the bright blond hair like satin, which was so surprising, he had a hand
Holding the pages of the book and holding his chin in one hand while reading carefully, he really looks like a lonely monk studying in an ancient monastery.
Xuanji felt that he could understand Sanskrit and Pali, which may have been borrowed from many pronunciations in Plato, so it was not difficult for Plato people to learn. Among the people she knew, she originally thought that Lancer had already figured it out.
His knowledge is outstanding, and Kalki's knowledge is simply profound.
"They are all plagiarism from each other." After reading for a long time, he murmured to himself, "The Buddhist scriptures are actually just a second or even third creation of the original classics. There is no important content in them. They just repeatedly preach the Dharma.
The supremacy of the world is close to the truth that does not require demonstration and illustration. This is too pale, too boring, and too similar to the content of a pyramid scheme, isn't it?"
"Shh! Yuan Cultist!" Xuanji quickly made a cute and weird gesture of shutting up, "Don't let others hear your comments!"
She thought to herself: Kalki is too straightforward, and his bad mouth will definitely get her into trouble. She can only live in Plato where there are no other religious believers.
"The Earth Archives will be opened tomorrow night. What answer will it give us tomorrow...?"
The girl looked at the scripture pavilion, which was as deep as a cave and said to herself.