Liu Xia was relieved. She patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief, "that's good!" but she quickly asked strangely, "but how can you know this?"

Li Yundong's eyebrows were gloomy. He was silent for a while and said, "let's go to the Potala Palace. I'm going to find master Erdeni."

Liu Xia murmured in a low voice, "it's still a problem to see..." when she saw Li Yundong looking at herself, she immediately smiled and said, "well, I'll take you. If you can't see it, don't blame me."

Li Yundong smiled and didn't speak any more. He took the lead out of the corner of the lane and got into the crowded bakuo street.

Liu Xia shook her head, sighed helplessly and caught up.

In order to spend more time with Li Yundong, Liu Xia deliberately took Li Yundong in a big circle from bakuo street, passed in front of the Jokhang Temple all the way, then walked around the Jokhang Temple, Yaowang mountain and Xiaozhao temple, and finally walked to the Potala Palace.

Li Yundong was aware of Liu Xia's intention. He didn't say anything. He just listened to Liu Xia's lively introduction to these famous Buddhist scenic spots and watched the surrounding scenery.

Along the way, Li Yundong passed the princess Liu in front of the Jokhang Temple, and then passed the zhuanjing street. Under the low eaves stood a long row of golden Scripture cylinders. Countless Tibetan believers held a small Scripture cylinder in one hand and turned the large Scripture cylinder standing on the wall in turn while walking with the other hand. They were very pious.

When they arrived at the foot of the Potala Palace, it was already in the afternoon. Li Yundong looked up and saw that the Potala Palace was firmly seated between heaven and earth, built against the mountain, with overlapping buildings, steep temples and magnificent momentum. There was a tendency of being born in the sky and passing through the sky.

In particular, when Li Yundong looked from a distance, he saw the solid pier thick white granite wall, the matsutake flattened white horse grass wall collar, the resplendent golden roof, the huge gilt gold vase, building and prayer flags with strong decorative effect, which reflected each other, and the sharp comparison of red, white and yellow colors made people feel awe at a glance.

Liu Xia looked at the magnificent Potala Palace with awe in her eyes. She couldn't help but put her hands together and said, "every time I come here, I feel that it is particularly sacred. There is an incredible power that seems to surround me."

Li Yundong glanced, but saw countless believers falling to the ground all the way, kneeling slowly along the mountain road to the palace of the Potala Palace, like a gray river flowing slowly towards the mountain.

Li Yundong sighed: "it is certainly sacred that the power of worship has gathered here for hundreds of years. However, it is a pity that Songzanganbu disrespected the gods and built 1000 Palace houses in the Potala Palace, which led to a natural disaster... If the natural disaster had not destroyed the belief power gathered in the Potala Palace, otherwise the power gathered in the Potala Palace would be much stronger."

Liu Xia couldn't help but ask curiously, "Hey, what are you talking about? What Songzanganbu disrespects the gods? What caused the disaster? Why don't I know?"