Fellow practitioners who live in this mortal world with their beauty

"How can you compare to Brother Gendun Zhuba? Your hallucinogen can make women hallucinate, so you have countless illegitimate children."

The Fifth Panchen Erdeni scoffed at this.

"Brother, there are few of my descendants who have the talent to practice, so I have no choice but to resort to this last resort."

It was not easy for the Fifth Dalai Lama either. Among his many illegitimate sons, he finally found two with the qualifications to practice cultivation. If the Panchen Lama was unable to cultivate his primordial spirit, he could continue to rely on his descendants, but the two of them had already been killed by the golden masked man.

Even if we spread the seeds widely now, I am afraid that there will be descendants with the qualifications to practice.

The Dalai Lama's soul is incomplete, and so is the Panchen Lama; they are both a pair of pitiful people.

After the physical bodies of the two men died, they could only rely on secret methods to conceal their existence. They chose offspring with the aptitude for cultivation from their own bloodline to rely on. They could only achieve fusion when their strengths were synchronized. Otherwise, if one was strong and the other weak, it would be tantamount to devouring the soul of the other, and they would still not be able to achieve fusion of the souls.

However, although the rules of heaven ignore this secret method of attaching to the body of descendants and suppressing their souls, the underworld has not received the ghost of this person and will still proceed step by step according to the Book of Life and Death. You will die when you are supposed to die.

As the old saying goes, if the King of Hell calls you at three o'clock in the morning, who dares to delay until five o'clock?

He was possessed by his descendants three times, but none of them cultivated to the stage of practicing Taoism, so he did not have any soul.

This time, the Fifth Dalai Lama finally cultivated to the stage of practicing Taoism. Now it depends on whether the Panchen Lama in this life can cultivate to this level.

"Kezhujie, when our master was going through the tribulation, his physical body was destroyed, and his soul was split into two by the tribulation, and it possessed you and me. Now I have finally cultivated my soul, when will you be able to cultivate to the Dao training stage?"

Gendun Zhuba does not have much time left. If he does not have descendants with the qualifications to practice cultivation, he can only rely on other ordinary descendants, but he cannot practice cultivation, and his hundred years of life will be wasted.

"You don't need to tell me this, Senior Brother. I will do my best, but unfortunately my spiritual energy is exhausted and my advancement is too slow."

The young Panchen Lama’s aptitude is quite high, having received spiritual empowerment from the previous Panchen Lama. He has now reached the Void Refinement Stage, but is unable to make further breakthroughs due to a lack of resources for cultivation.

"Junior brother, I have a way to help you advance quickly."

Quick advancement?

Sanbao didn't want to add another high-level opponent. Even if both of them were in the training stage, he would not take them seriously. However, the two of them kept trying to revive their master, which showed that Tsongkhapa must be at a very high level and very powerful.

It's not that Sanbao doesn't want to cut the Gordian knot. The status of these two people in U-Tsang is too special. They are the faith of tribes big and small. If they are killed rashly, it will be inconvenient for the future governance of U-Tsang.

"Oh, I wonder if Senior Brother has any secret method to improve himself?"

"Gushih Khan can no longer withstand the Qing army's artillery fire. Lhasa will be captured sooner or later. You just saw the fate of the Demon Lord. There are cultivators in the Qing army who are as powerful as those in the Dao Training Stage."

"This person probably hasn't reached the edge of becoming a saint."

Saints are not allowed to participate in wars. This is the rule of heaven. Since he destroyed the Demon King without incurring heaven's punishment, he should not have entered the hall of saints yet.

"I am now at the perfect stage of the Dao training period, so I can deal with him, but if I fail, it will be a long time before I can revive my master."

"Brother, you are right."

If the Fifth Dalai Lama is killed, where will Master's soul go to reside? Even if Rao Xing wins, will his physical body collapse after a great battle?

"Brother, the reason why I didn't leave is not because I ignored the opponent, but because I couldn't get away. You don't have a soul to sense it. I have a feeling that someone is spying on us."

Wow, this old guy is very vigilant!

The reason why Sanbao didn't use his spiritual sense to keep an eye on the Fifth Dalai Lama was because this guy had cultivated his primordial spirit and spiritual sense spying could be easily detected by him. Unexpectedly, he also noticed the camera.

"Could it be the high-ranking monk in the Qing army?"

“It’s strange, but I didn’t feel any spiritual power fluctuations. I just felt vaguely that there was a pair of eyes staring at me.”

"Haha, it turns out that Senior Brother scared himself. Since no spiritual sense was found, it means that no one is watching us."

Kezhujie couldn't help laughing. He thought that his senior brother was too cautious. He was just seeing things in detail.

"Brother's feeling is not wrong, there are indeed people following us. Besides, my body won't last for many more years. Since I can't escape, I will first help you break through the Dao training stage and revive Master!"

"How do you want to help me, brother?"

"Just keep your Dao training stage, and you can absorb my excess spiritual energy."

"You... Gendun Zhuba! You... are shameless! Bastard!"

Kezhujie was furious and started cursing.

"Brother, don't be angry. Do you think I want you to do this? This is the fastest way to improve your strength."

Gendun Zhuba felt a little aggrieved. It was he who suffered the loss, not Kezhujie. If it wasn’t for resurrecting his master... Well, the young meat would taste good.

"You... you just want my body. Since the beginning of this life, you have been staring at my butt with lustful eyes. Don't you think I don't know?"

"puff!"

Sanbao looked at the display screen and couldn't help laughing.

An old monk who is about to die, a young lama...

Oh my god, the picture is so beautiful that I dare not imagine it.

"Who wants your body? I am trying to replenish my brother's spiritual energy... Do you understand how to do so? You are the one taking the initiative."

The Fifth Dalai Lama touched his butt and shouted aggrievedly that he had made the greatest sacrifice in order to revive his master.

However, after the master is successfully resurrected, he will devour the suppressed soul of this descendant's body, practice Taoism himself, and his lifespan will increase. At that time, he will demand double the interest from his junior brother.

"Uh... to replenish your spiritual power... I don't want to replenish your spiritual power!"

Damn, Kezhujie was almost led into trouble by his senior brother.

The Three Treasures had also found the evil practice of same-sex sexual intercourse on Jilong, a disciple of the Dalai Lama, but it had been destroyed long ago. Since the disciple knew about it, how could the master, who possesses a primordial spirit, not be aware of his disciple's activities?

"Brother, you and I are both true cultivators in this life. Our life spans could have been extended infinitely, but we have our master's spirit in our souls and our descendants' spirits in our bodies. If we cannot revive our master, we can only rely on our descendants infinitely. Aren't you tired of this?"

That's the truth, but you are too old.

The Fifth Panchen Lama looked at the old and frail Gendun Drubba and was shocked.

Although he was not hunched over, the years had left deep marks on his face. Wrinkles crisscrossed like ravines, and the sparse white hair on his head fluttered slightly in the wind.

I can tell without even looking that my brother's skin must be loose, dull and dry, losing its luster and elasticity, with enlarged pores, and age spots and chloasma all over his body!

"Brother, don't hesitate any longer. It will be too late once the Qing army breaks in."

"The city gate defended by Lahanzabu has been lost, and the Qing army is about to enter the city."

"Brother has already made a backup plan. They won't be able to enter the city for a while."

"But... Junior Brother can't do it!"

Kezhujie also knew that the situation was critical, but when he thought of Brother Gendun Zhuba pretending to be a woman and nestling in his arms...

"vomit!"

"Damn it! Where are you spitting?!"

The Fifth Dalai Lama did not expect that the young Panchen Lama would vomit out of disgust and was caught off guard and sprayed in the face.

"Hahaha, I am dying of laughter. This pair of brothers is so hilarious!"

The only audience member sitting in the cockpit of the flying boat held his stomach and laughed so hard that he fell forward and backward, feeling quite similar to the time when he watched the cartoons of Tom and Jerry as a child.

"Excuse me, Senior Brother, could you please take a shower, put on some oil and powder, and find a dark place?"

Kezhujie looked at his senior brother somewhat embarrassedly, with a conflicted expression on his face, and he really couldn't bring himself to do it.

Ahaha... Nani...

Damn! This guy actually agreed.

Sanbao was a little confused. He washed himself and put on some powder. It turned out that Kezhujie liked it.