Seeing the solemnity of the monk Baoxiang, the god asked in a deep voice: "My nephew is like a flower, I will ask you with the oath of the Great Chan Temple back then, and I am willing to accept you into the gate of the mountain, and you will be named the abbot of the Great Chan Temple Wu Nian. I don’t know what you want How about next?"
As soon as this statement came out, everyone was shocked.
Did you hear me right, becoming a registered disciple of "Zen Master Wu Nian"? Isn't this the legendary rise to the top, soaring to the top, leaping over the dragon's gate and so on? Why did the Great Chan Temple still have an oath back then, that the Great Chan Temple owed so much favor to Chan Master Ningdu to be able to act like this, no, favors alone are not enough, and Chan Master Ningdu must have made great contributions.
What an honor it is to be a disciple of the abbot of Dachan Temple...
If this is the case, then Ruhua has undoubtedly become one of the most famous young talents of this generation in an instant, not much better than the "Little Sword God" Li Daozong.
Ruhua clasped her hands together and stood there motionless.
Ye Qingxuan and Jiang Shuihan were in a hurry, wondering what's wrong with this great monk? Hurry up and agree to such a good thing. If you really become the second generation of monks in the Dachan Temple, not to mention your own beauty, how much benefit will you get? If nothing else, let's talk about selfishness, the brothers around me all have a big backer.
Seeing Ruhua still babbling, Ye Qingxuan felt anxious for him, covered his mouth and coughed. My heart said, brother, hurry up and agree...
Ruhua didn't know what to do from there. Ye Qingxuan coughed next to him, and immediately remembered Ye Qingxuan's words before, widened his eyes, and asked: "Master Excalibur, let me ask, disciple, I entered the university Can Zen temples eat meat?"
Seeing that the monk was stunned by the question, he hurriedly said, "Of course not—my Buddhist disciples keep the precepts, not to kill and not to drink alcohol, are the basic teachings, how can we violate it?"
Ruhua let out an "oh" and said, "Forget it, you can't drink alcohol, you can't eat meat, life is meaningless... don't go—"
Ye Qingxuan stood behind him so that he didn't faint.
This ramming goods!
Endurance can die, even if you really can't quit, you won't break the precept in private, what does it mean to refuse
At the beginning Ye Qingxuan used this reason to prevent Ruhua from defecting to the Dachan Temple, because he was afraid that the Dachan Temple would just accept him as a novice, and he would not be able to help at that time, and even cut off contact. After a long period of time, the relationship was estranged, and in the end, he would not be able to help him with anything. . But it's different when you become a registered disciple of the abbot. The rights, the reputation, the benefits... They all live in the compound of the municipal party committee. Can you, an old man at the gate, be treated the same as the secretary of the municipal party committee
God, hurry up and let me wake up with thunder and rain, this must be a nightmare...
God saw that the monk looked at Ruhua solemnly, and asked again: "Nephew Ruhua, have you thought about it carefully, there are only three registered disciples of the abbot for a hundred years, if you can become one of them, the blessing will be very rewarding." ah… "
"The fortune is very good, and it is not as good as my wine and meat. Don't go, don't go—"
Ruhua's attitude was firm, and Monk Shenjian nodded. Although he was surprised and regretful, he did not object.
Then the monk Shenjian asked again: "Since you don't want to become a monk in the Dachan Temple, would you like to be hired as a guest in the Buddhist scripture pavilion, and enjoy privileged treatment when you enter the temple? one person… "
"It's better to practice martial arts and boxing than practicing Buddhist scriptures. If you don't go, don't go..."
"Then invite you to be the guest of martial arts, the four extraordinary skills in the gate of the Great Chan Temple, thirty-two internal skills, seventy-two martial arts, a total of one hundred and eight unique skills, except for twelve of which are above the purple level. Except for passing on, the rest of the exercises are all up to you to study... Uh, if you have contributed to the Great Chan Temple, you can also learn the twelve purple-level exercises, how about you?"
Ye Qingxuan's scalp felt numb when he heard it, and he was free to choose from one hundred and eight unique skills in the Great Chan Temple. What kind of concept is this? That is the ladder to the sky for the sweeping monk-level masters entering the Sutra Pavilion of Shaolin Temple...
"What's so special about purple-level kung fu? My own [Arhat Golden Body] hasn't reached its peak yet. My master said that this kung fu alone is enough for me to last a lifetime, and I don't need any other kung fu. Don't go, don't go..."
God saw that the monk was a little anxious. He thought that he would pull Ruhua into the Great Chan Temple not only because of the vows he made back then and the care he gave to the disciples of Zen Master Ningdu, but also because he saw that the aptitude of the great monk Ruhua was extraordinary. But this quality is really nothing to say, it is simply an arhat who descended to the world, and his physique is much stronger than that of Zen master Ningdu back then. With this body, he can practice [Arhat's golden body to save the body and protect the body], after the great Zen The monastery has been carefully cultivated for more than ten or twenty years, and it may be even more powerful than Zen Master Ningdu back then. It will be easy to become the "Four Great Monks" in the future. So for such a good talent, the monk Shenjian is willing to lower his figure and invite him in every possible way.
"Nephew Ruhua's [Arhat Golden Body] is indeed the unique body-protecting magical skill in the world, but my nephew can't only have body-protecting magical skills and internal skills. For killing demons and demons, martial arts are more important. My great Zen Temple..."
"The rest of the martial arts are useless," the great monk Ruhua straightened up, and pointed at Ye Qingxuan beside him, "This monster has countless skills, and the red-level martial arts is like a gun, grabbing out one by one. The top one is big and strong, pure man, strong... "
There are as many red-level exercises as **
Monk Shenjian looked at Ye Qingxuan dully.
Ye Qingxuan had no choice but to shrug his shoulders and spread his hands. He neither spoke nor made any clear statement. He looked innocent and embarrassed to refute Monk Ruhua.
Monk Shenjian saw it in his heart, how can this little Taoist priest be as good as Ruhua said, even the Dachan Temple doesn't have the ability to sell red-level martial arts as a fake, it seems that this nephew Ruhua is determined I have made up my mind and don't want to join my great Zen temple...
Needless to say, Ru Hua's child's Buddha-nature is not strong, so he must feel that his practice is too hard, and it would be better to break into the rivers and lakes for joy.
Sigh, forget it, since this is the case, you can’t force it...
The monk Shenjian sighed in disappointment, and said, "Since my nephew won't let me enter our great Zen temple, that's all." Then he rubbed the fine steel water grinding Zen stick in his hand, his eyes lit up, and continued: "Little Martial Nephew wants to break into the Jianghu, eradicate violence and bring peace, but it is also a great practice.
Alas, Senior Brother Ningdu had a big wish back then, which was to revive the gate of Xiaoyuanjue Temple. Originally, two hundred years ago, after the Great War between Good and Evil, with the prestige and contributions accumulated by Senior Brother Ningdu, revitalizing the mountain gate could have been easily accomplished. The Great Chan Temple also claimed to support Zen Master Ningdu in revitalizing the Xiaoyuanjue Temple, but for some unknown reason Brother Ning Du suddenly disappeared, countless comrades were extremely surprised, and even thought that Brother Ning Du was murdered by a bitch and his bones disappeared... The appearance of the nephew today solved a mystery in my heart, but this mystery Once solved, countless mysteries emerged... Why did senior brother Ningdu leave without saying goodbye, why did he hide his whereabouts for two hundred years and not contact his fellow comrades? "
Following the monk Shenjian's retelling, everyone really felt that there was a big problem, especially Ye Qingxuan, who was a conspiracy theorist, intuitively felt that something must have happened back then, so that Zen Master Ningdu fled alone and did not dare to show up in the arena.
Seeing that the monk thought hard for a while, he smiled at himself and said, "Amitabha, I have committed a crime, and the poor monk has fallen into obsession again. Since the nephew appeared in the arena, it means that brother Ning Du has re-entered the arena. Let Martial Nephew Ruhua open it himself..."
Then the monk Shenjian exchanged the water grinding Zen stick that he had held in his hand for a long time to Ruhua, and said earnestly: "Brother Ningdu once told the poor monk that Xiaoyuanjue Temple itself hides an amazing secret. The actions of Yuanjue Temple may also be related to this secret, and the key to it is on a 'Vajda Vajra' enshrined in Xiaoyuanjue Temple back then, but the brother did not explain the specific reason...
Two hundred years ago, Senior Brother Ningdu escaped from Xiaoyuanjue Temple alone, and the 'Vajda Vajra' also disappeared...
As we all know, weapons in this world are divided into nine ranks, but the division of nine ranks is only for the division of ordinary weapons. When weapons reach the upper third rank, they can be regarded as precious weapons, but in fact, there is another layer of division of weapons , That is the tenth level magic weapon.
There is a mythical legend behind each of these so-called magic weapons to show the extraordinary power of their origin.
It is said that these magical soldiers were not created by manpower, but were all created by gods. Each magic weapon has its own great power, but only those with great virtue and great luck can obtain it, otherwise it will be a disaster rather than a blessing. For thousands of years, only the two swords "Zihuang" and "Qingshuang" in Fengyi Pavilion have appeared in the world, and they have been enshrined like gods, but no one has dared to control them for thousands of years...
And the Weituo Vajra Pestle kept in Xiaoyuanjue Temple is this rare magic weapon. My Buddha Sakyamuni was born, fell to the ground and was able to stand, walked 7 steps in a circle, and gave birth to lotus flowers step by step. He looked all over the world, pointed to the sky with one hand, and pointed to the earth with the other, saying: "Heaven and earth, I am the only one." According to legend, the Veda Vajra was transformed from two fingers of the Buddha, and it came into the world for the purpose of eliminating demons, so it is called "Heaven and Earth Without Demons".
I don't know how to use this magical weapon, but it is said to be extremely sharp. It is known as the "magic art of the world, no qi will not break". must go… "
When everyone heard that there was such a treasure in the world, they were extremely excited, but when they heard that the treasure had disappeared, they couldn't help feeling extremely regretful. With a smile, he patted the stainless steel water-milled Zen stick in Ruhua's hand, and said meaningfully: "This water-milled Zen stick is a treasure made by senior brother Ning Du after he left Xiaoyuanjue Temple. Senior brother never leaves Xiaoyuanjue Temple. Since senior brother is dying, Entrusting it to you, my nephew must do my best not to let the treasure be buried..."
"Nephew, thank you, thank you uncle for pointing, pointing..." the great monk thanked him with a grateful salute like a flower.
However, Ye Qingxuan and Jiang Shuihan's heart was shocked. They glanced at each other, and they both understood that the other party had already heard some different meanings from the voice of the old monk Shenjian.
The Zen stick made two hundred years ago, the Vajra Pestle disappears, never leaves the body, don't let the treasure be buried...
This point, even a fool can hear it...