The turbulent thoughts disappeared, his mind was calm, he was not irritable or worried, Meng Qi gradually felt that the true energy was transformed, passing through the Ren and Du meridians respectively, condensing into gold and jade liquid in his upper and lower jaws, and collecting a mouthful of clear and sweet nectar. .
The nectar slowly soaks into the Ren channel and fills the acupoints according to Meng Qicunsi.
If the body is deficient and the nectar is not sweet, it must be replenished through the transformation of true energy to strengthen the mind and body. Meng Qi's current condition shows that his body is in the best condition currently.
This body seems to have completed a hundred days of foundation building. The little novice monk Meng Qi, who doesn't like Buddhism very much, opened his eyes and thought about the situation just now. According to Uncle Xuan En's description, he should have passed the stage of a hundred days of foundation building, and he can Started to meditate and accumulate energy.
However, Meng Qi thought about it and calmed down. The hundred days of foundation building completed in the past were in the past. If he wanted to go further on the road of martial arts, he must experience every step personally and not tolerate any jumps. Only in this way can he go forward successfully. Go further with greater stability.
Seeing that a quarter of an hour had passed, Xuan En knocked on the wooden fish and woke everyone up with a ringing sound that was heart-breaking. Then he asked everyone one by one about the status of their meditation, including whether they could enter it and the quality of the nectar generated, and gave them guidance.
Finally, he nodded and said: "Everyone, try again after you go back. We will start to read."
Opening the scripture for literacy in front of him, Meng Qi found to his surprise that he basically knew the characters on it.
This made him happy in his heart. At least he did not become illiterate and had to learn from scratch. Now he is enough to dominate the lecture hall.
Pick up a brush and practice this calligraphy. Xuan En ordered.
The joy in Meng Qi's heart disappeared immediately. The last time he wrote calligraphy with a brush was when he was in elementary school. Sure enough, the characters he wrote were extremely ugly.
It takes more practice. Xuan En put his hands behind his back and passed by Meng Qi.
Meng Qi nodded dejectedly, and was suddenly startled. If Xuanzang saw this picture, would he suspect that his body was probably born into a noble family? He had even completed a hundred days of foundation building, no? Maybe I haven’t practiced calligraphy since childhood.
Opening his mouth with difficulty, Meng Qi felt that it was useless to explain to Xuan En. Instead, he wanted to cover it up, so he took the time to practice calligraphy. If Xuan Zang asked about it, it could be said that he was not used to the work of the courtyard at the beginning, and his arms were sore and weak. So the words don’t become words.
When it was almost noon, when Xuan En announced that all the novice monks could leave, Meng Qi quietly took away the white paper on which he practiced calligraphy, intending to destroy the body and eliminate any traces.
After lunch, Meng Qi, Zhenhui and others were arranged to clean various parts of the temple until the sun set.
After a hard day's work, Xuan Xin gathered everyone together again and continued to tell the story of his majesty in the world.
That’s it for Shuiyue An. If you meet them in the future, just keep a respectful distance from them. However, Jingang Temple is not on good terms with Shaolin, so you must be careful.
Ah, although the handyman monks had heard many anecdotes about the world and aristocratic families before they became monks, no one knew that the Shaolin Temple and the King Kong Temple, both of which were the four major Buddhist temples, had such a bad relationship that they needed to be careful.
Seeing their wide-open eyes, Xuanxin nodded with satisfaction and said: Xuedao Tutuo was originally a wild fox Zen, but he had a once-in-a-lifetime adventure and obtained the fifth form of the Tathagata Palm, from which he understood two fundamental methods and created the Vajra Therefore, they have been coveting the third form of the Tathagata Palm, which is secretly stored in Shaolin, and want to understand how to realize the golden body of the Tathagata through comparison. There has been a lot of trouble between the two sects secretly.
Tathagata Golden Body Meng Qi's brows jumped, feeling that this matter was a bit fantasy, and at the same time he felt inexplicably warm.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door of the courtyard. Xuanxin jumped up in fright, looked there with fear, and blurted out: Junior Brother Xuanku, I have not violated the precepts.
Before he finished speaking, his expression darkened: Junior nephew, what are you doing in my yard
Meng Qi looked back and saw a relatively familiar little novice monk standing at the door of the temple. He was a child who entered the temple with Zhenhui Zhende and others. He was one of the two eldest, about fifteen years old. age. When he was studying in the lecture hall today, he had a very congenial chat with the other novice monks in the courtyard, and there was no sign of discrimination.
It seems that the name Zhenyong Mengqi is recalling his Buddhist name.
Zhenyong is a tall and thin man with an ordinary appearance, but when he smiles, he will reveal his full white teeth, which are particularly brilliant: Uncle Xuanxin, I heard from several junior brothers that you are well-informed and know the martial arts allusions well. And I love to hear these things the most, so I came here rashly because of my eagerness. Please forgive me and allow me to listen.
At this time, the Wu Monk Academy can arrange its own time for concentration and self-cultivation.
After being complimented by Zhenyong, Xuanxin seemed to be in high spirits again, and said with a smile on his face: It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, just sit down and listen to the lecture. If you know more about the world, you will not suffer any disadvantages when you travel around the world in the future.
Zhenyong looked around, sat directly next to Meng Qi, and whispered: Junior brother Zhending, I didn’t squeeze you, did I
No. Meng Qi shook his head, feeling that Zhenyong, a young novice, spoke with maturity beyond his years. At the age of fourteen or fifteen, he spoke like an adult scholar.
I think you, Brother Zhending, seem to be able to read and pronounce sentences. Please take care of me in the future. You will be useful to me, but only by speaking. Zhenyong smiled familiarly.
Meng Qi's heart moved, thinking that he was a monk from the Wu Monk Academy, he also smiled and replied: It's a trivial matter, senior brother, why do you have to do this.
After a few words of conversation, the two of them seemed to have become close friends and regretted meeting each other so late.
Seeing this, Xuanxin coughed and asked everyone to be quiet, and then continued: "In addition to the two fundamental methods of the Vajra Temple, what needs to be paid attention to is their sword skills."
Xuedao Toutuo himself is a master of swordsmanship, and he has understood some of the mysteries of the fifth form of Tathagata Divine Palm. Therefore, the three major swordsmanship techniques he created after attaining the Dharmakaya of Angry Eyes Vajra are the pinnacle of swordsmanship in the world, and they are comparable to them. not much
His narration made the monks beam with joy and their moods wander, but as they listened, everyone became a little depressed. Zhenyong immediately raised his hand and said: Uncle Xuanxin, then don’t I, Shaolin, have any comparable sword skills
Yes, isn’t my Shaolin Kung Fu claimed to be all-encompassing? The handyman monks also have a sense of sect pride.
Xuanxin clicked his tongue: I really don’t have many Shaolin sword skills, but there is still one that can rival these three major sword skills. Among the seventy-two unique skills, Ananda’s Pojie sword skills are all able to communicate with the laws of heaven and earth. Of course, you have to step into the realm of outdoor scenes to realize the true power of this sword technique.
He gave a general introduction to this magical sword technique, which made the monks yearn for it and get very excited.
Okay, it's late at night, let's go back to our rooms to study. Xuanxin yawned incomprehensibly, and finally said as if he didn't care, "Actually, I'm not afraid of Junior Brother Xuanku, it's just that the Miscellaneous Service Courtyard is under the control of the Miscellaneous Service Courtyard, and I'm trying to save his face."
He was still haunted by the fright he had just experienced.
Really? A mellow voice suddenly sounded at the door.
Xuan Xin's face turned pale immediately, she quickly put on a smile and said: Junior Brother Xuan Ku, I, I
Xuan Ku's big ear is still wearing a yellow monk's robe, but there is a string of brown-red Buddhist beads on his right hand.
This is the same as what Meng Qi saw on the hands of the discipline monks in the Discipline Academy during the day, except that one is dark yellow and the other is brown-red.
Senior Brother Xuanxin, I am no longer in the Zaozhuyuan, and I am currently a deacon monk in the Discipline Academy. Xuan Ku said seriously.
No wonder, junior brother, you came here to inspect. Xuan Xin deliberately changed the topic.
Is this even more terrifying? Meng Qi secretly raised his eyebrows. The unkind Master Xuanku actually entered the Discipline Academy. If he is caught in the future, he will be in trouble.
Xuan Ku looked around the yard, nodded and said: Let's go back to our rooms, don't forget to work hard.
After returning to the meditation room, Meng Qi quietly took out the small jade Buddha and examined it with his back to Zhenying Zhenguan and others. He felt that his tentacles were warm and a slight coolness penetrated into his body, making his mind clear.
What a rare treasure. Meng Qi was happy in his heart. He looked over and over again, hoping to discover more secrets, but to no avail. He had no choice but to restrain his mind, stop thinking about these things, and began to try to enter meditation. With the help of the Little Jade Buddha, This time it was very easy to enter samadhi.
After transforming into true energy, Meng Qi suddenly frowned, thought for a while, and directly took down the small jade Buddha.
The first step in martial arts practice is not to rely on external objects. If it becomes a habit, it will be like walking with a cane in the future.
Without the Little Jade Buddha, Meng Qi's mind gradually became more active. Fortunately, he had the successful experience of the previous two times. At this time, the moon was high in the sky and the night was quiet. He finally calmed down his mind and became calm, which gave rise to wisdom, and wisdom gave birth to wisdom. True energy comes from itself.
Exhaling the true energy and filling it into the acupoints, Meng Qi opened his eyes again after an hour and a half. It wasn't that he didn't want to continue practicing, but he had to make sure to rest, otherwise tomorrow's fetching water and sweeping the floor would consume a lot of energy. .
Since he had just completed the practice of concentration and self-cultivation, Meng Qi felt refreshed and unable to sleep for a while. He looked sideways and saw Zhenhui looking over, as if he had just finished practicing.
Junior brother, Meng Qi was still awake and thought about it, intending to tell him a lesson about the ways of the world.
Zhenhui nodded and said blankly: It's almost time.
Well, then senior brother has to tell you something. Meng Qi started to talk a lot about some words, but as he was talking, he found that Zhenhui's eyelids were drooping, as if he was about to fall asleep.
He couldn't listen at all. The corner of Meng Qi's mouth twitched, he frowned and thought, and quickly thought of a good idea: This guy seems to be very interested in Jianghu stories, so I can incorporate human feelings and sophistication into it.
In fact, if he were not alone in a foreign land, Meng Qi would not care at all if others did not understand the world. But now, he wanted to use this method to relieve the depression of inexplicably traveling through time.
Junior brother, I once heard a story about a hero, do you want to listen? Meng Qi asked with a smile.
Zhenhui's eyes suddenly opened and she nodded vigorously: Thank you, senior brother
Meng Qi scratched his bald head, looked at the bright moon outside the window, and said in an ethereal voice: A long time ago, a Taoist priest named Qiu Chuji passed by a place called Niujia Village.
This story seemed to bridge the two worlds, and Meng Qi was so immersed in it that he forgot that he was just telling Zhenhui a story.
Three months later, Meng Qi had grown taller, but due to lack of time, only half of the hundred-day foundation building was completed.
And the little novice Zhenhui admired Meng Qi more and more because of his exciting and intense Jianghu stories, and almost obeyed him.
However, Meng Qi still didn't get the chance to leave the Monk Court and enter the Monk Court.
Junior Brother Zhending, where are you going? Zhenyong walked into the yard and happened to see Meng Qi and Zhenhui holding brooms and getting ready to go out. It was right after lunch.
Meng Qi replied excitedly: Uncle Xuanxin arranged for us to clean the Scripture Pavilion.
Speaking of this, Meng Qi had an unexpected surprise. After lunch just now, Xuanxin ordered himself and Zhenhui to clean the Sutra Pavilion, and said that it would belong to both of them in the future.
Although Xuan Xin made it clear that they were only responsible for the lower two floors where Buddhist scriptures were stored, and that senior monks would clean up the upper floors, Meng Qi couldn't help but get excited. The Sutra Pavilion is rumored to store the seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin. How many martial arts are there? In fantasy stories, a place where people can have adventures
I don’t know if the Tathagata Divine Palm, Changing Tendon Sutra, Moko Demon-Suppressing Fist, or the Great Dream Sutra are in the Sutra Pavilion. Meng Qi wanders around the world and thinks.