Originally, it stands to reason that the precepts should be asked for shaving, that is, the master reads the rules and precepts one by one, and then asks one by one, "Can you hold it?" The shaver replied, "The disciple can hold it." Then the master used sandalwood to burn the ring scar on the top of the shaver's head.

However, in the identity of Xu Dong, Shaolin directly saved this article, and there was neither a question nor a precept.

Two little novices stepped forward and put on gray cloth shoes for Xu Dong, and put on a moon-white cotton monk's robe for Xu Dong. Immediately, a gentle young monk with red lips and white teeth appeared. All the monks who watched the ceremony secretly applauded in their hearts: "What a handsome monk!"

Master Jingyue said: "Senior brother, Master has been gone west for many years. But you can only take your own name. Senior brothers are really not qualified to give you a number. ”

Xu Dong smiled: "It's okay! The brothers are all Buddhist monks with profound wisdom. Just say a few, and brainstorming is also good. ”

Monk Jingsi immediately said: "Then the junior brother is called Jingnian!"

Jingxing shook his hand and said, "It's not good, it's better to call Jingwen more realistic."

Jingli interjected, "Why don't you call Shizuka?"

Xu Dong said angrily: "Lao Tzu is still called Nobita!"

Several old monks quarreled endlessly, but in the end, Xu Dong made a decision and took the word "Fu".

Master Jingyue wrote the word "Jingfu" on Xu Dong's degree, and handed it to Xu Dong together with a copper bowl, which was the rice bowl of the monks and used to go out and make friends. It means that Xu Dong has a legal qualification to ask for food at this time.

The two novices also held a red robe and put it on Xu Dong, the robe was woven with silk, painted with gold thread, inlaid with relics Buddha teeth, and fell enamel jade, which was very gorgeous and noble.

Xu Dong was wearing a robe, holding a bowl in his left hand and a degree in his right hand. Turning to face the thousands of Shaolin disciples outside the hall, his eyebrows were lowered, and he read in his mouth: "The great wish is endless, and the life is endless!" Nan no Master Shakyamuni Buddha. ”

All the disciples bowed down: "There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south!" More than 100 monks who were quite old and wearing yellow monk's robes stood in front of them, and they came forward to greet Xu Dong and said, "Meet my uncle!"

Abbot Zhenchun introduced on the side: "Uncle Qiyu, this is a disciple of the Zhenzi generation."

Xu Dong smiled: "Good monk, no courtesy."

Then nearly a thousand monks wearing cyan monk robes worshiped outside the hall and shouted: "Meet the master and ancestor!"

Abbot Zhenchun said again: "This is a disciple of the imaginary character."

Xu Dongxi said: "Okay, good, all good children!" Get up. ”

In the end, two thousand young monks wearing gray monks' robes greeted them, and their voices shook the eaves of the hall: "Meet the Taishi Ancestor!"

Zhenchun smiled: "This is my Shaolin Huizi disciple."

Xu Dong laughed and said, "Okay, it's rare for children to have filial piety. There are all greeting gifts here in this seat, and the disciples of the Hui character generation each tattoo two taels of silver. Ten taels of disciples of the imaginary generation, the teachers and nephews of the real character generation, Uncle Shi and I are not a stingy person, one hundred taels of silver per person! ”

"Wow!" Thousands of monks were as if they were boiling a pot, all of them were shocked and exchanged ears. I've never seen anyone pay back as a monk! Really?

I saw Xu Dong take out a handful of silver tickets from his arms and hand them to Abbot Zhenchun and said, "Abbot and nephew, the meeting gift for the disciples in this seat will be given by Master Lao and nephew."

Zhenchun smiled bitterly: "This ...... Uncle, you don't have to be like this......"

Xu Dong said with a smile: "Just two taels of silver, making the children laugh." Well spent! Ha ha. ”

Just a few thousand ...... A group of old monks choked and couldn't speak. Although the Shaolin Temple has been rewarded by the royal family for a lot of land in the past dynasties, there are more than 16,000 acres of fertile land in Henan, but there are still many monks and few fields, and life is quite tight. When have you ever seen someone take tens of thousands of taels of silver as a gift?

When the disciples below saw that there was indeed silver hair, they were all overjoyed, and they all cheered. For a while, this thousand-year-old temple instantly lost its solemnity and solemnity, and became as lively as a vegetable market.

Abbot Zhenchun smiled helplessly, took the silver ticket and counted it: "Uncle, there are 3,226 monks in this temple, and I can't use this lot of silver!" It's almost 20,000 taels here! ”

"Oh, is it? Uncle, I don't like counting money, so let's add food to the children these days. Xu Dong waved his hand and said indifferently.

Zhenchun was speechless for a while, what kind of dishes will cost tens of thousands of taels of silver? The monks are all vegetarians! It's going to take a year! Zhenchun also saw that this uncle was purely a lot of money! Don't be in vain, Zhenchun hurriedly put away the silver ticket and said, "The master and nephew thank you for the generous gift of the disciples!"

"It's a small thing, don't care." Xu Dong waved his hand and said, looking back and seeing the six old monks of the Jingzi generation staring at each other there, his heart was amused.

"Senior brothers, junior brother, I have some questions about the Dharma that I want to ask my senior brothers for advice. Can you take a step to speak? Xu Dong smiled.

"It's rare for a master and disciple to specialize in Buddhism so much, how can we hide it. Junior brother, please. Master Jingyue made a gesture of please, turned around and led the way.

Xu Dong followed the six monks to the back of the temple, all the way through the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, the abbot's court, until an independent courtyard.

Jingyue said: "This is the retreat place of the seven of us, called "Sijing Hall". Brother, your residence is in the third room on the left. ”

Xu Dong nodded, took out another handful of silver tickets and said, "Come on, come on, a little heart, five thousand taels per senior brother." Don't shirk. ”

A group of old monks were startled, and their mouths became O-shaped! Jing Si shouted, "Five thousand taels! Senior Brother Jingfu, although the monks also have to eat, this is too scary! The old man had never seen so much silver. Why do I want so much money for monks? ”

Xu Dong said: "Senior Brother Jingsi, it's not right for you to say that. Look at the robe on your body, the monk's shoes under your feet. You've been wearing it for a few years, haven't you? We are the elders in the temple, how can we not pay attention to our appearance and show our disciples to look down on us. And there are many juniors in the temple, and those who celebrate the New Year give a New Year's money, and they don't look good on the face. ”

Jing Li said: "What the junior brother said is very true, but I can't use that much."

Xu Dong said with a smile: "To put it mildly, the senior brothers are also old, why do you have to save a coffin book?" There's always a beautiful scenery behind you, right? Besides, the senior brothers all have personal disciples, right? The inheritance of the mantle is too shabby. Take it all, junior brother, I have a lot of money, so I don't need to mind. ”

When the monks heard this, it was such a reason. They all took the silver ticket and thanked them, and even Jingyue only hesitated for a moment before accepting the silver ticket.

Seeing that all the monks had accepted the silver tickets, Xu Dong immediately asked: "Senior brother, junior brother, I have been stuck in the first-class realm for a long time. I don't know when I will be able to get the Pulse Breaking Pill issued in the temple? ”

Jing Yue said with a smile: "Senior brother said that he was laughing, seeing that his junior brother is only double ten, how can he say that he is stuck in the first-class realm for a long time?"

Jingde also said: "Yes, looking at the world's martial arts, it is really rare to be a master of the first-class realm at such an age as Senior Brother Jingfu." But martial arts are still steady, so as not to hurt the foundation. ”

Xu Dong said with a smile: "What the senior brothers said is extremely true, but between the world, it is difficult to call the Great Dao under the Grandmaster. Senior brother, I still want to advance to the Grandmaster realm as soon as possible. ”

Jing Yue nodded and said, "I don't know what kind of internal strength the junior brother has learned?" What is the level of internal strength, and how many levels of cultivation are there? ”

Xu Dong said: "Ten Thousand Poisons Transformation Dragon Sutra three layers, god-level mental method."

"What? Miraculous! The monks were shocked and looked at each other.

"What's wrong?" Xu Dong asked.

Jing Yue pressed down the shock in her heart and said, "Oh, there's nothing wrong with it. It's just that this Ten Thousand Poisons Dragon Sutra was created by the legendary Ten Thousand Poisons Ancestor of a generation of strange people hundreds of years ago, and the internal force is very different from my Shaolin lineage, I'm afraid I can't cultivate my Shaolin martial arts! ”

Xu Dong frowned and said, "No, I have cultivated Shaolin's Avalanche to perfection." There's nothing wrong with that, right? ”

"What? Collapse Mountain Fist cultivation to perfection? Once again, the monks were surprised.

Jing Yue stepped forward and said, "Senior Brother Jingfu, you use the Collapse Mountain Fist to punch me with all your might. I'll see if there's anything wrong. ”

Xu Dong said: "Then senior brother, be careful!"

Jing Yue said proudly: "It's okay, just do it with all your might."

Xu Dong took a deep breath and punched with a "ha"! The strength of the mountain collapse stirred up a gust of wind, and it instantly hit Jingyue's chest. The strength of the fight actually stirred up a cloud of dust in Jingyue's back!

Jingyue carried her hands behind her back, and her face did not change. Monk Jingsi asked, "Senior Brother Jingyue, how is it?"

Jing Yue said slowly: "Which junior disciple has a hundred herbs to ward off evil spirits? Hurry up and take it with me! The old man is poisoned quite deeply......"

Monks: "......"

After a while, Jing Yue hurriedly gave Jing Yue the Hundred Herbs Evil Pill to ward off evil spirits, and Jing Yue breathed a long sigh of relief and said: "There is nothing wrong with Senior Brother Jingfu's Mountain Collapse Fist, but it comes with the highly poisonous internal power of the Ten Thousand Poison Dragon Sutra."

Jing Si exclaimed, "How is this possible? The internal strength of my faction is a masculine internal force, how can the Ten Thousand Poisons Dragon Sutra play the mountain collapse strength? ”

Jingyue pondered: "The old man is also puzzled."

Xu Dong was also stupid at this time, Xu Dong had always been able to learn all kinds of chaotic martial arts, and he thought it was like this. How do you know that I didn't know until today that martial arts also need corresponding internal force attributes. Needless to say, it must be because of the cheating inheritance ring.

Jing Qing, who had not spoken at this time, said, "Why don't you let Senior Brother Jingfu go to the Hidden Scripture Pavilion to choose a martial art to practice and see if you can cultivate?"

Jing Yue suddenly said: "Yes, is it the problem of this mountain collapse fist itself?" Let's go, Senior Brother Jingfu, go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and choose a martial art to practice and you'll know what's going on. ”

Xu Dong followed the monks to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and scared several monks who guarded the Arhat Hall in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion half to death! They had never seen the Seven Great Monks appear in the Scripture Pavilion at the same time! In fact, the monks of the Shaolin Jingzi generation are not seen by ordinary disciples. They practiced in retreat all year round, and even if there was any major situation, at most one or two monks from the Sijing Hall would appear. It's scary to see all of us going out together.

"Meet all the ancestors!" The four Luohan Hall disciples hurriedly saluted.

"Open the door, I'll go in and choose the scriptures." Jingyue Road.

"Yes, Master!" The disciples of the Luohan Hall hurriedly opened the door of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Xu Dong followed the monks into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and saw hundreds of bookshelves with dense scriptures. The six old monks didn't even look at it, and walked directly to the second floor. Xu Dong hurriedly followed and arrived on the second floor of the Scripture Pavilion. There are a lot fewer bookshelves here, but there are at least hundreds of thousands of books!

"In my opinion, it is better for Senior Brother Jingfu to cultivate this set of "Shaoyang Palm", if the Shaoyang Palm is not masculine, the internal force cannot be activated at all, and it can be seen where the problem is." Jingde picked up a cheatbook and said.

"No! Shaoyang palm needs internal force to concentrate on the three focal meridians. Senior Brother Jingfu does not have Shaolin internal force in his body, so what if he goes mad! Jingli shook her head.

"Why don't you practice this "Split Sky Fist", I'll see it!" Meditation said.

"It's not good, it's not good, I think it's ......"

Several old monks quarreled again, and Xu Dong stood aside and was depressed......