Guru Tampan Novels & Stories

Some were sparing with each other whereas others were meditating. The hall was immense, and many students kept working out, while an adult man with an intense beard and sharp eyes was strolling around them casually, correcting their actions and guiding them from time to time. He was wearing a white track-suit. Each of his gesture was refined and elegant. Every student kept mentioning him as 'master'. "Varun, If you can't reach 1500 in the next 3 minutes." Master Bakshi shouted in the hall."I will punch you in the guts."

What if it was the weird professor trying to chase her about a date? She hesitantly pulled up the email, bracing herself for the cringeworthy content. But it wasn’t from Professor Hammond. Dear Miss Jones, Apologies I had to run off so quickly earlier. I didn’t get a chance to tell you how impressed I was by your talk. Your passion for history is rare and wonderful to see. On top of that you managed to capture the attention of our students. No easy feat I can tell you! I’m not exactly sure what you do for work at the moment, but I wondered if you have ever considered a career as a lecturer? You would need a Masters degree, but that is something we could support you with while still being emp

After giving it a thought, Taran decided to meet with James. James was wearing a white robe, waiting outside the universe with his hands behind his back. Swoosh!!! A blurred silhouette appeared before him and gradually transformed into a middle-aged man. Taran stared at James and carefully examined him. However, the soul aura he had sensed most definitely belonged to James. At that moment, he began to suspect the person before him was James. “Are you the Orstellen Sect’s Grand Priest or James Caden?” asked Taran. James smiled faintly and said, “It doesn’t matter who I am. I remember you’ve always wanted to have a duel with me. Well, I’m here now.”

The room hits the Gourmet Enchanter again, claiming to attract more people's attention. He is a common Dragon King bamboo body monk, even if he smashes to break the Dharma glove, it will not cause too much shock, if let outsiders know that The Gourmet Enchanter is also in his hand, how much will make a little inconvenient, will even let many people probe.

“They say Guru Padmasambhava himself blessed it. He was a tantric master—his name means Born from the Lotus.” “He passed through the Himalayas long ago. The villagers told him they couldn’t drink water in the winter. So he touched the lake.” His voice softened. “And from that moment on, it never fully froze again.” Outside, the sky had darkened—but it wasn’t from nightfall. It was a solar eclipse. I shifted uncomfortably. Everything felt… off. My phone buzzed. It was Grandfather Domenico. I picked up, already bracing myself.

My mind snapped back to reality and I shoved myself off of him, cheeks red hot with embarrassment. “S-sorry” I said, wringing my hands together before looking him in the eyes. “Thank you, truly. You saved my life back there…?” “Elliot. Elliot Bishop, but you can just call me Eli" he stuck his hand out. “Tamara Jones” I firmly shake his surprisingly soft hands. “Tamara. That’s a pretty name.” “Well Eli, it’s a very fine pleasure to meet you. That was a very brave thing for you to do. How did you get us out, by the way?” The fuzzy memory of him potentially jumping off the cliff flashed in my mind.

“Woo!” Rama let out a gentle breath under everyone’s stunned gaze and smiled at Yang Jian. “You have a good eye, Your Excellency. I am Rama and this is my disciple, Vikara. We are from the Temple of Enchanted Retreat at the Chaotic Mountain Rage that was founded by Bodhidharma.” Rama smiled and spoke with a gentle tone when he said that. Rama treated everyone equally as the Buddhist Sect’s High Priest and did not treat the person in front of him differently just because he was the famous Grandmaster Erlang.

Mask guy retracted his remarks, saying, "But Guru, they are foreigners. How can we marry this man for sakhi when he is no match for our sakhi?" Outraged by his remarks, Ram retorted, "Who is not a good fit together? My Rajeev is the most significant doctor; he was the first pupil to succeed in all of his college years and originated his own medical practice in Dharmagiri, offering treatment to all who are in a position to be free."

" My nephew has just come out of a phase of violent impregnation, he hasn't taken human form for a long time and isn't really himself, " he explains calmly. It had been several months since his spirit had resurfaced... But rest assured, we have it under control now! Does he control it? As one masters a beast in the cages of circuses? I sneer wickedly, glancing at the alpha, because presumably he's no better regarded than me. Mr. the great "lord" is also an animal that must be calmed.

Sam turned her back on Barnes and took her own moment of prayer. In soft Hindi words (it sounded like an incantation to Barnes) she mentally prostrated herself before the goddess Parvati to give thanks that Paulo Zero was her friend and worthy master who knew of her computer skills, plus he trusted her judgement. Also, he had taken the time and expense to cleanse her body of street poisons, then to hook her on his own specialized drug habit so he could trust her actions completely, as she was bound to him by pink steel. "Thanks be for my Master, my Prince and my demigod of a lover... Amen," she said in Hindu.