After saying that, the lone wolf raised his head and walked out of the temple gate. After confirming that no one was watching him, the guy ran away and ran into the woods in the back mountain. Then he laughed wildly: "You made a profit, you made a profit, Haha... Let's see who dares to say that I am as stupid as a husky in the future! I am so smart! Haha... "
The other people in Yizhi Temple gathered together and stood at the gate, watching the back of Lone Wolf Juechen and walking away. They always felt that something was wrong with this matter!
Xianyu touched his chin and said, "Tell me, is he angry or not? Isn't he trying to trick us?"
But it's useless to ask this question. Compensation has been promised, and all that's left is to wait for compensation.
Several guys shook their heads and dispersed, but they were always thinking about this...
Fang Zheng didn't pay much attention to the affairs of several disciples. In Fangzheng's opinion, this is a little spice in the temple and a little fun in life. Just like him, when he was a child, he often caused trouble to Yizhi Zen Master. Of course, he also got beaten up a lot, but now, when I look back and think about those things, they are full of happy memories...
Fang Zheng subconsciously picked up the photo of Zen Master Yi Zhi and muttered: "Daddy Yi Zhi, I really hope you come back and beat me up again..."
Unfortunately, Zen Master Yizhi was destined not to answer him.
After closing the door, Fang Zheng took out the green brocade cassock from the bottom of the box and put it on himself.
The next moment, his whole body turned green...
Fang Zheng didn't dislike it either. He took a look in the mirror and muttered, "Not to mention, this cassock is actually pretty good-looking... It's a pity that his head is also green."
Shaking his head, Fang Zheng stopped thinking about the matter and said to the system: "Brother System, we won the lottery!"
"Are they combined and drawn together?" the system asked.
Fang Zheng said: "It is necessary, remember to double the reward for me! You said it yourself, this time it will definitely be a top-notch treasure!"
"Is there a lottery?" the system asked.
Fang Zheng said: "Pump!"
"Ding! Congratulations on obtaining the magical power: the inheritance seal!"
When Fang Zheng heard this, he was stunned!
"Inheritance Seal? What is this?" Doubts flashed through Fang Zheng's mind, but he immediately began to check the specific information.
Inheritance seal: magical power, one of the Buddhist seals. After successfully practicing the inheritance seal, the seal enters the blood and calls itself a method. All potential dharma written, written, painted, and taught will be stamped with the bloodline mark. All methods can be transmitted and withdrawn, and can be controlled freely! At the same time, you can designate a certain bloodline as the inheritor, and others will not be able to inherit the method.
Fang Zheng understood a little bit when he saw this. This seemed to be a way to use the inheritance seal to put the seal on what he said, the techniques he taught, etc., and then set permissions so that whoever he wanted could see it, and even Deprive the relevant memories of those who have seen it at any time, and take back all the dharma that has been spread.
But, what's the use of this thing
"System, this thing you gave me seems useless!" Fang Zheng shouted.
It's a pity that the system ignored him at all.
Fang Zheng shouted twice more, feeling that he had suffered a big loss this time! However, the system pretends to be dead, what can he do
Fang Zheng pondered the use of this magical power for a while, but sadly found out that it was useless! Fang Zheng finally shook his head and smiled bitterly in his heart: "What a big loss!"
After taking off his monk's robe and stuffing it under the box again, Fang Zheng walked out of the meditation room with an unhappy look on his face.
At this moment, all the disciples were busy outside, Lone Wolf was patrolling the mountain, and there were people littering, cutting down, and breaking bamboos on the mountain. Red Boy and Monkey are receiving pilgrims.
Xianyu once again found his place on the altar table, and was pelted with money...
The squirrel is on the tree, checking the situation of all the pilgrims in Yizhi Temple. It can be regarded as a small camera.
Since there was nothing to do, Fang Zheng simply decided to go out and take a look. After all, as the host, he can't always stay away...
As a result, as soon as Fang Zheng went out, he immediately regretted it. When the pilgrims saw him, their eyes suddenly lit up. He rushed up immediately, took photos, and asked various questions...
Fang Zheng discovered for the first time that his mouth was shorter!
But the questions he was asked were very concerning to him, such as...
"President Fangzheng, you stopped the medical lectures, so will you continue to hold classes in the future? If you start classes, how are you going to hold them?" someone asked.
Fangzheng was stunned, a medical lecture? If these people don't ask, he himself has almost forgotten...
But this is indeed a problem. He knows too much knowledge in the medical field, and it cannot be covered in three days or two. But, want to hold classes again? Thinking about the negative impact caused last time, I might as well forget it.
So Fang Zheng said: "There are no plans to start classes yet. Maybe when the time is right, we will start classes again."
At the same time, Fang Zheng was thinking about ways to crack it, spread knowledge, and save all sentient beings. These are all great merits!
It's like he taught him the skill of carpentry, and now this skill provides him with some merit every day. Because those people rely on the craftsmanship he passed down to eat and survive!
But medical skills are different. This not only allows some people to eat, but also saves more people in a fundamental sense!
Thinking of this, Fang Zheng had the idea of publishing a book for the first time.
With this thought, Fang Zheng suddenly remembered something, and then said ecstatically: "I understand! Fortunately, I didn't return it, this is a real treasure!"
Fangzheng was in ecstasy, and he quickly said goodbye to the pilgrims, saying that he had understood something, and then walked away.
When everyone saw this, they looked at each other, but then smiled, and no one blamed Fang Zheng.
It must be said that in China, there have been many talented people and strangers since ancient times. Which one is not a master with a weird temper? Compared with those weirdos in history, Fang Zheng is considered normal.
Fang Zheng hurriedly ran to the backyard, took out a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, spread out a large piece of rice paper, picked up the pen and started writing in regular script. As soon as he started writing, he felt something different. The blood in his body was flowing faster, and he clearly felt that a strange power was continuously injected into the words as he wrote.
Fang Zheng knew that this was the bloodline seal! To put it simply, it is just an encryption method. After being encrypted, this thing can be seen by whoever Fang Zheng wants to see it. If I want you to remember it, you can remember it, and if you want to take it back, you can take it back!
In this way, Fang Zheng was not afraid that what he wrote would be used by thieves with ulterior motives. He can finally let go of his hands and feet and teach what he has learned!
While writing, he felt a little excited. This was something that would be passed down from generation to generation after publishing a book! As long as he writes it, he is sure to be famous throughout the ages! This is something that many people cannot do in their lifetime!
At this moment, the squirrel saw Fang Zhengzheng busy in the backyard. He came over curiously and asked, "Master, what are you doing?"
(End of chapter)