In the temple monk's monastery, Wu Ming gently opened the jade box, and suddenly a warm and sunny rice fragrance escaped, and inside was a ruler long, the thickness of a child's arm, like a jade-like dragon tooth rice!

"We were deceived by your ghost tricks at the beginning, and we were greedy, but now we have changed our hearts and faces to protect the temple monks, and we are already my Buddha's mercy.

If you think that it is just a dragon's tooth rice, you can make me wait for the temple rules and excuse you, wishful thinking!"

The corners of Huizhong's eyes twitched slightly, and he was hard.

The three of them glanced at each other, glanced at each other without a trace, closed the door at random, and sat aside.

"The master misunderstood, although the kid acted Meng Lang, he would never be difficult to make it difficult for others, this dragon tooth rice is just talking about the table and apologizing!"

Wu Ming smiled and closed the jade bottle and pushed it in front of Huizhong.

"Didn't you really ask me to wait for you to say something about today?"

Hui Zhong hesitated slightly.

"If I mention what happened today, the master can kick the boy out of the door!"

Wu Ming is colorful.

"It's rare that you have this heart!"

Huizhong's eyes flickered, and he poured the tea himself, without looking at the jade box again.

"As it should be!"

Wu Ming smiled and picked up the teacup, took a sip, and secretly felt kind in his heart.

Although the four monks were disdainful on the surface, since they were greedy and were expelled from the inner Shaolin and came to the outer courtyard to become a warrior monk in the courtyard, they knew that there was no hope for their martial arts.

Dragon tooth rice is the best ingredient for artistic conception warriors to refine the impurities of the flesh, and the effect is far above that of white corn.

Although common, it is precious and abnormal, and it is by no means something that ordinary people can enjoy.

For the four of them, it is the most urgently needed and most suitable treasure, but not every monk is rich!

"Master Wu, if you didn't come for today's things, why did you come?"

After three rounds of tea, Hui Yan took the lead and asked in a breathless manner.

It's not that he doesn't characterize enough, it's that Wu Ming has always acted weirdly, and even the four of them didn't know it.

Now I heard that Huineng was directly driven out of Shaolin Temple, which made people panic!

Although he didn't say it explicitly, the four monks had already made up their minds, but whenever Wu Ming said something inconsequential, he would immediately drive people away, even if it was dragon tooth rice, he would never participate!

"As the saying goes, if you have nothing to do, you can't go to the Three Treasures Palace! The boy is here, and he does have an inquiry!"

Wu Ming put down the teacup and said with his eyebrows slightly lowered.

"Master Wu Shi doesn't hurt to speak, if he can say it, the poor monk will naturally know everything!"

The four of them glanced at each other, their eyes were clear, and they said quietly.

"Don't hide it from the masters, I came to Shaolin this time, in addition to visiting friends, I want to borrow your temple's "Washing the Marrow Sutra" to have a look!"

Wu Ming didn't sell Guanzi either, and said bluntly.

Smack!

Before the words fell, the teacup in Hui Yan's hand shattered, and he was stunned.

"Donor, please go back!"

Hui Zhong's eyes were blazing with anger, and he unceremoniously pushed the jade box back.

"The master misunderstood, the kid didn't want you to do anything that violated the temple rules. ”

Wu Ming was slightly stunned, then understood, and explained with a wry smile.

"Master Wu, although the poor monk knows that your means are extraordinary, I might as well tell you that in the past hundred years, there are not a few disciples in the temple who can get a view of my Buddha's true scriptures, but the people in the outer temple, even if they are lay disciples, are also one in ten thousand!"

Hui Yan's face was extremely ugly, so he was saying, if you want to watch "The Washing of the Marrow Sutra", there is no way, go dream, die of this heart as soon as possible!

But Wu Ming was determined to take the path of an extreme martial artist, how could he give up halfway?

What's more, his hair is shaved, and he is being played around by a group of big monks, how can he swallow this breath?

"What the junior brother said is good, I want to wait for 30 years in the temple, don't say "Washing the Marrow Sutra", even "Yijin Sutra" has no chance to watch.

The donor is young and promising, so why should he be obsessed with this?"

Hui Zhong's face was slightly pale, as long as it wasn't for them to help steal the true scriptures, everything would be easy to say.

"What the masters say, how can the boy not know? But you also know that after I entered the temple, I violated the temple rules many times, but your temple tolerated me everywhere, all because I am a Buddha!"

Wu Ming sighed.

"The donor can play against Huiyue as a scripture keeper, and he is indeed a person who is destined to be my Buddha!"

Huizhong's eyes flashed slightly, and his complexion softened slightly.

It stands to reason that you can be a scripture keeper, and the time to enter the temple is not short, even if it is not easy to obtain the true scriptures, it should not be without progress. ”

Hui Yan pondered for a while, wondering.

In any case, Wu Ming is a scripture keeper recognized by the Shaolin Temple, and he can be regarded as half of the Dharma protectors, and his identity is still above them!

The Buddha fate of his body is by no means simple, and it will never reach their heads!

"Don't hide it from the masters, when the kid came, he heard that Huiyue passed the three levels of humanity, and finally kept the scriptures, and threw the Buddha beads before going up the mountain and entering the temple. ”

Wu Ming said with a wry smile.

"What?

The four monks were stunned and almost threw out the teacups.

"If it weren't for that, the little monk of your temple owes me a great cause and effect, even if the "Washing the Marrow Sutra" is difficult to find, it is not as difficult as climbing to the sky!"

Wu Ming put on the appearance of a victim and said aggrieved.

"Ahem!"

The four of Huizhong coughed and didn't dare to pick up the stubble.

Although the status is not high, there are a lot of things you should know.

Wu Ming, as a scripture keeper, won Huiyue, kept the Shaolin scriptures, and rewarded him with "The Washing of the Marrow Sutra".

But now that they haven't even seen a shadow, there must be something that they are not qualified to touch.

Moreover, it is about the Shenxiu Buddha and the Buddha beads, and a hundred people dare not discuss this matter if they have a hundred guts!

"In the next place, I just want to ask the four masters to give some advice, regardless of their previous suspicions. ”

Wu Ming saw that it was almost over, and bowed.

"Master Wu, are you still ...... You're going to have a problem!"

Huizhong poured a cup of tea and smiled bitterly.

Where is this to go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, it is clear that the words are not shocking and endless!

If they have this ability, where do they need to nest in the cafeteria and become a fire-headed monk with no interest?

"Anything else is good to say, even if it is a Shaolin master, if Master Wu is willing to give some external objects, and pass several tests, you can get it. But "The Washing of the Marrow Sutra" is related to the foundation of Shaolin, and there is no great opportunity, even if it is passed down from the inner temple, it is easy to miss it!"

Hui Yan said bitterly.

"There's no other way?"

Wu Ming's brows furrowed, and there was a hint of disappointment in his eyes.

Although I know that "The Pulp Washing Sutra" is rare, and I have heard it from Zhidai's side, but the explanations are almost the same.

Originally, I thought that the four monks of Huizhong were disciples of the Shaolin Inner Court, and they knew more than others, but I didn't expect it to be the case.

"It's not that there is no way, it's just ......"

Huizhong hesitated for a while.

"Senior brother, you don't mean that place, do you?"

The three of them glanced at each other, their eyes were shocked, and they seemed to have guessed something.

"Master, please tell me bluntly, the kid is grateful!"

Wu Ming's eyes lit up, and he took out another jade box without hesitation.

Don't ask, you can know that the inside is still true yang rice!

"Since the donor is so determined, the poor monk has nothing to say, after all, that place is not a Shaolin secret.

It's just that no one has been there for too long, and the poor monk also learned by chance that there is a Tallinn in the back mountain, and one of them is called the Nine Difficulties Tower. This tower is eighty-one floors, layer upon layer of checkpoints, symbolizing ninety-nine-eighty difficulties, it is rumored that the two meridians of easy tendon and marrow washing are at the highest level. ”

Hui Zhong said with a solemn face.

"Nine Tribulation Towers! Master, do you know, the situation inside the tower?"

Wu Ming remembered the name deeply and asked again.

"To tell the truth, the four of us practiced in the outer courtyard when we entered the monastery, and by chance, we had been sweeping in Tallinn for three years, and I had never seen anyone go to the pagoda. Later, I learned that the Nine Tribulation Pagoda is as difficult as climbing to the sky, and those who do not have great perseverance and great opportunity are not allowed to enter the door, let alone climb the tower. ”

Hui Zhong shook his head.

"Thank you master, the kid has been bothering for a long time, farewell!"

Wu Ming's goal was achieved, and he didn't get much information, so he got up and said goodbye.

"Donor, go slowly!"

Hui Zhong didn't stay, and got up to send him off.

"Senior brother, why do you want to tell this son about the Nine Tribulation Towers? Although Tallinn is not a forbidden land, the difficulty of the Nine Tribulation Pagodas is comparable to ascending to the sky!"

After he left, the three of them surrounded him.

"Don't you think he's likely to succeed?"

Huizhong looked at the two boxes of dragon tooth rice and said lightly.

The three of them looked at each other, always feeling that their words were insincere, but they couldn't think of a reason.

"Wu Ming, Wu Ming, you cut off my martial arts future, no wonder I did it myself.

Although there is no killing opportunity in the Nine Tribulation Towers, but every step is thorny, it is unimaginable for ordinary people to be so obsessed with it, and you are frustrated by this...... Hey, hey!"

Huizhong sneered again and again in his heart, and the Buddha's heart was in turmoil.

......

"Delusions are frequent, greed is everywhere, Huizhong, Huizhong, be obedient and vulgar, sooner or later you will join my command to serve!"

Wu Ming, who came to the outside of the Zen courtyard, glanced at the courtyard door meaningfully, and then went to the Zhike Courtyard.

The so-called Zhikeyuan is a place where the daily affairs of the temple and the reception of monks and lay guests are managed.

Similar to the Huaxia reception office, it is divided into big knowledge, two knowledge, three knowledge, etc., divided into categories, and the management of affairs is also different.

Among them, it includes the assignment of lay disciples, and of course, there are also good deeds exchanged for exercises.

Regardless of the handover of tasks by monks and lay disciples, they will be handled here!

From Zhidai's mouth, Wu Ming had already learned where Zhike Academy was, even if he hadn't been here, he didn't delay much time when he asked all the way.

Even though it is approaching dusk, there are still people coming and going outside the Zhike Hospital, like a vegetable market.

"It turned out to be fat, it seems that wherever you go, there is no shortage of food to take the card!"

Walking through the crowd and into the inner hall, Wu Ming looked at several big monks with fat heads and big ears and oily faces, pretending to receive the disciples.

But in a short period of time, without exception, they used obscure methods to take away the small things handed over by someone.

Wu Ming's eyes were very sharp, and he found that it was either a jade bottle, or a treasure jade, or all kinds of gold and stones, but there was no gold or silver!

Obviously, these small leaders of monks are also very high-minded.

"It's good to be greedy, I'm afraid you're not greedy!"

After stopping and watching for a while, Wu Ming had an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth, and walked straight to one of the great monks who looked like Maitreya Buddha and had a smile on his face.

But before he got closer, the corner of his eye inadvertently swept to a yellow-robed monk, and his body stiffened slightly!