The place where the Broken Dust Temple recruits disciples is not very glamorous.

A square wide enough to accommodate thousands of people, a few futons, in the middle of the square is a small lotus pond, red, white, pink, and even one or two small green lotus, which looks very shabby. I'm afraid that the most valuable thing here is only the little green lotus in the lotus pond, at least it is still a good spirit grass.

And the few Buddhist cultivators in charge of recruiting disciples in the Broken Dust Temple sat on those futons, with an incense burner on the side, silently chanting the scriptures. Now it is still some hour before the official recruitment of disciples, so these Buddhist monks chanted sutras in this complicated environment, realized the Buddha's way, and created a peculiar atmosphere for no reason, and the monks who were a little excited suddenly seemed to be poured a basin of cold water, and had to restrain their careful thoughts, and also tried their best to become "Buddha-like".

Before Xie Zhenghong came, he had already locked his Jindan in advance with the Prison Pill Lock, so that he could conceal and conceal his identity as a Jindan monk. This Prison Pill Lock is specially made, and even a trial stone is difficult to detect. Even Xie Zhenghong's appearance has changed slightly, so as not to be recognized.

The news that Xie Zhenghong is coming to the small world of Jingzang is not a secret, it is estimated that after he leaves, everyone who should know will know, and the news of his appearance is estimated to come here. Xie Zhenghong wanted these sects to make up for him, so he naturally made some adjustments.

Of course, Xie Zhenghong used the Yi Rong Dan, not the ever-changing talisman.

Although Wen Chunxiang said that he could already draw a similar talisman, Xie Zhenghong still rejected Wen Chunxiang's kindness.

It doesn't matter what it looks like, but if it turns into another female cultivator and goes to the Broken Dust Temple, it will be more eye-catching.

In many cases, there are still fewer such things for female cultivators than for male cultivators, and this is especially true in Buddhism. Moreover, Xie Zhenghong's women's appearance is still hanging in the wanted warrant in the world of Daochun, and countless people want to find out this "beautiful female cultivator" and ask about the secret of Xiang Yue's Mansion. If you are unlucky enough to become a "red girl", you will really be a sin.

After all, this is a place to recruit Buddhist cultivators, so it can't be too messy. Coupled with the fact that there were several masters chanting sutras on it, the monks who entered the Broken Dust Temple had to arm themselves fully from the moment they stepped into this square.

Most of these monks are like the Buddhist monks who are looking for a place to chant sutras, hoping to make a good impression on each other. There are also some who refine the Buddha beads on the spot in another way, or deliberately communicate with the Taoist friends on the side loudly to communicate with the Buddha, the head is the Tao, and they can't wait to immediately call down the Nine Heavens God and Buddha to debate with themselves, all in all, it can be regarded as the eight immortals crossing the sea to show their magical powers.

However, the Buddhist disciples of the Broken Dust Temple who were reciting the sutras above continued to recite their scriptures with full concentration as if they had not noticed, without raising their eyelids.

Xie Zhenghong glanced at it, it was not good to occupy other people's places, so he walked to a big stone, took out a futon and put it down, and closed his eyes against the big stone to rest. Of course, the point is to appease the Wen seniors who have been hurt by countless bald heads.

Wen senior blocked his perception after the threat, fully expressing the fact of what is called "powerful and capricious".

As everyone knows, Wen Chunxiang was not hurt by those bald monks, but found that there was only one way to threaten Xie Zhenghong, and his self-esteem was greatly hurt before he temporarily refused to communicate with Xie Zhenghong.

Just as Xie Zhenghong was about to have a good talk with his seniors, suddenly another monk sat down against Xie Zhenghong.

"This fellow Daoist, you robbed me of my land." The monk had a beard on his face, and the vestments on his body were also very simple, but they did not look sloppy, on the contrary, they had a little more free and easy to get rid of dust.

He has a loud voice and a burly posture, and although his beard covers his face tightly, he is definitely not an ugly person.

Even, it can be said that she is a very generous beauty.

Xie Zhenghong moved to the side, only a part of the boulder was next to it, vacated the seat, and smiled at the monk, "I'm sorry. ”

"Hehe, fellow Daoist, you're really interesting." The bearded man patted Xie Zhenghong's shoulder with a smile, and very unceremoniously occupied the vacated place where Xie Zhenghong came out, lay on the ground, and fell asleep after a while.

The snoring is also loud.

Suddenly, the eyes of many monks brushed over, but this man still slept very soundly.

Even, one of the disciples of the Broken Dust Temple who was chanting the sutra couldn't help but open his noble eyelids and take a look, seeing that the person was sleeping steadily, his face was slightly distorted, and he secretly sighed that his heart was not quiet enough, so it was better for the two senior brothers to close their eyes and chant again.

Some scheming monks secretly hated that this bearded man had come up with such a way to sensationalize? But now it's too late for them to follow suit, so they have to secretly suppress the dissatisfaction in their hearts and continue to play their tricks.

It's funny.

Xie Zhenghong thought to himself.

This bearded man was actually the most Buddha-like monk he had ever seen since he practiced. Even the Sacred Heart Buddha of Huayan Sect thought twice, and it didn't make Xie Zhenghong feel like this.

Free, detached, and even can feel "the equality of all beings" in him.

Xie Zhenghong faintly felt that he and this monk would have a lot of cause and effect in the future, but with his current cultivation, it was far from the point where he could break the cause and effect. After thinking about it, I simply put it behind my head and stopped thinking about it.

About an hour or two later, the Buddhist recitation of those Broken Dust Temple was completed, and it was almost time to start the apprenticeship ceremony.

I saw a Buddhist monk led by him put away the futon, his face was light, holding a string of Buddhist beads in his hand, and he quietly bowed to the monks present, "Poor monk Zhenyi, I have seen all Taoist friends." ”

The monks present hurriedly joined together and saluted.

Xie Zhenghong stood up from the stone, the bearded man didn't know when he woke up, and his eyes looked at Xie Zhenghong without moving, as if he could see a flower on Xie Zhenghong's body.

"The Broken Dust Temple disciple selection festival will start immediately." Monk Shinichi's voice was still faint, but it was audible to everyone here. He is about the early stage of Jindan, and he doesn't seem to be big. However, being able to come out and recruit disciples instead of those elders shows that his status in the Broken Dust Temple is not low.

"Do you know him?" The bearded man suddenly turned his head to look at Xie Zhenghong.

Xie Zhenghong shook his head.

"I don't know either." The bearded man spread his hands out and shrugged innocently.

The recruitment of Buddhist disciples and the recruitment of Dharma and sword cultivators are naturally different.

Most of the Buddhist disciples are not very good at fighting the Fa, so naturally, they will not kill in vain. Moreover, almost all the monks who came to participate in the Broken Dust Temple disciples' puja were cultivating from the Qi refining period to the foundation building period, so even if they fought, they couldn't get anything. Therefore, the fighting method is naturally ignored by dispensability.

I saw that Monk Shinichi raised his hand slightly, and suddenly hundreds of golden lights flew out of his sleeve.

Those golden lights flew in front of the monks one by one, turning into a blank white jade tablet, with a delicate texture and a warm touch.

"Please feel free to write something on it." The two Buddha cultivators beside Monk Shinichi suddenly showed surprised expressions on their faces, and they didn't seem to react.

Although I know that the criteria for recruiting disciples in the Broken Dust Temple are different every time, and the content of the test is also varied, at least the content that everyone can guess before, how can it start to rewrite now?

It's changing a little fast!

Many monks were puzzled for a while, and some boldly asked, "Dare to ask our seniors, what should we write?" ”

"Whatever you want." Shinichi replied, "The general board of this white jade plate is in the hands of our Elder Xuren, and everything written by all the Daoists will appear in him. If it is a person who tests it for the first time, the white jade plate will remain, and if it is not, it will disappear. ”

As soon as these words came out, the faces of many monks suddenly changed a little.

Master Xuren is in the Broken Dust Temple, which is almost a living signboard.

I heard that he entered the Tao when he was a teenager, and he was originally an excellent Dharma cultivator, but later he had an epiphany and changed to Buddhism, and now he is a Buddha cultivator in his infancy, and the Dharma is boundless. Eight or nine times out of ten, the monks who came to the Broken Dust Temple were all for his face, and even the matter of openly recruiting disciples was said to have been mentioned by him. Now that this white jade plate is one of his tests, everyone does not dare to look at it underestimated.

If he answers well, maybe he can be accepted as a personal disciple by his old man!

Xie Zhenghong stretched out a finger, and the spiritual power converged at his fingertips, and the moment he clicked on the white jade board, he felt that something was wrong.

It was as if a thousand pounds were hanging in his hands, and it was difficult to move. When the tips of the fingers left the white jade plate, they were relaxed again.

The greater the force, the greater the restraint.

Xie Zhenghong stopped his hand, since the general board of this white jade plate is in the Buddha cultivation of the Yuan Infant Period, then the confinement above it may be strong when it is strong. Xie Zhenghong used the Prison Pill Lock, and now he can only use the spiritual power of the foundation building period, and it is very difficult to break through this confinement.

The other monks had apparently discovered this problem as they did it, and they were nervous and gradually understood the meaning of the test.

Only those who are able to leave their own handwriting on it are eligible to enter the Broken Dust Temple.

Xie Zhenghong stood in place and thought about it, and suddenly closed his eyes.

The bearded man looked at Xie Zhenghong quietly on the side, his eyes flashing with a smile.

In less than a breath, his eyes opened again, and his fingers touched the white jade board again, but it was extremely smooth and free to move on it, without the slightest obstacle.

The pen walks the dragon and snake, and the dragon flies and the phoenix dances.

Almost a moment later, Xie Zhenghong left what he wanted to write on it:

"One thought pours, the second sees pours, the third heart pours, the fourth arises from impermanence, the fifth arises from suffering and the joy falls, the sixth rises from impurity, and the seventh rises from selflessness and falls."