Chapter 4: Penance (Recommend!) Collection! )

Fang Ming is going to become a monk, and he is going to Shaolin Temple to become a monk!

In the martial arts sect of the Ming and Qing dynasties, Huashan and Shaolin could still have some influence at this time, and it seemed that they had retained some martial arts foundation.

But Yuan Chengzhi, a good man in Huashan, took a large number of Ma Zi's subordinates to hide overseas in Boni to be a foreigner, and he also came to the mainland a few times and saved a bunch of female dependents of the Zhuang family.

Fang Ming didn't have this certainty at all to be able to just bump into him, as for the Gui Xin Shu family? I'm sorry, those are fools plus neuropathy, Lao Tzu doesn't serve!

In this way, the Huashan faction can be ruled out, and the only remaining option is Shaolin Temple!

Of course, there are still many benefits to choosing Shaolin Temple.

The first one, and the one Fang Ming values the most, is that Shaolin Road is near! That's right! It's just the road!

Luzhuang Town is located between Luoyang and Zhengzhou, just very close to Dengfeng Songshan, saving Fang Ming a lot of trouble.

In ancient times, it was a very hard and dangerous thing to travel, not to mention the robbers and miasma diseases on the road, etc., the time spent alone was enough for him to collapse.

Among the seven weapons, although Fang Ming knew the benefits of the protagonist and had thought of trying his luck behind the other party, the seven weapons were actually seven stories, which took place roughly in the same time period, and the villains were all dominated by the Blue Dragon Society.

Fang Ming was just a beggar at the time, even if he heard the news, where did he have the ability to cross most of the Central Plains?

Even if he arrived, with the urine sex in the ancient dragon, most of them would have been shot in the head by a random road master.

And the second benefit of Shaolin is that the inheritance is complete!

Looking at Jin Yong's martial arts world, Shaolin Temple can be described as an evergreen tree in martial arts, standing tall after many dynasties, and even occasionally producing a master or something.

Moreover, after thousands of years of evolution, the martial arts of Shaolin Temple have absorbed the wisdom of the previous generations of monks, and have reached the point where there is no change, especially the basic aspects that Fang Ming pays the most attention to, have definitely been perfected to the point that they can't be changed.

And from the foundation up, Shaolin Temple still has a large number of advanced routes, whether it is the Luohan Hall of boxing or the Panruo Hall of palming, or the stick method, knife method, swordsmanship, grappling hands, etc., there is a complete set, which can be continuously promoted, and finally there are Shaolin seventy-two stunts, Yijin Jing and other top exercises to choose from, which is what Fang Ming values the most.

In the end, the influence of the Shaolin Temple is too great.

Not only is Jin Yong's novel basically a must, but even in Gulong, Shaolin Temple also plays a very important role, which allows Fang Ming to rest assured about the connection of martial arts.

Even if he doesn't learn all in the world of Lu Ding Ji, he can travel to other worlds to continue learning.

Even if the world of Gulong will be different, the Shaolin Temple in Jin Yong's world is definitely in the same line, and there is no need to worry about the follow-up of the exercises.

With so many considerations, it is normal to choose Shaolin Temple.

Because of the proximity of the road, Fang Ming hired a carriage and a dart board executioner, and arrived at the foot of Shaomu Mountain without encountering any risks.

But what made Fang Ming feel blazing was that the Shaolin Temple was not something he could enter if he wanted to.

After meeting with the governor monk, offering a large amount of sesame oil money, and saying his request, the Shaolin Temple first settled him, and then sent people to his house to investigate the eight generations of his ancestors!

Shaolin is very strict in selecting disciples, and the disciples must be innocent, and then the elders and the like will send people to their hometowns to inquire and confirm that there is no falsehood before they are allowed to join.

Yuan Zhen in Heaven and Dragon Slayer, that is, he was forced to have no choice, so he accepted apprentices outside and did not enter the Shaolin Temple, and then there was Chen Youliang.

Of course, these are just the basic selfless Shaolin Temple in Jin Yong's novel, as for reality? Hehe...... That's a matter of opinion......

Fortunately, Fang Ming's net worth is innocent, his origin is even clearer, and there is a certificate issued by the chief.

What's more, he has been lost since he was a child, he lost his relatives at a young age, he has no brothers around, he is despised by himself, and he is also weak and sickly, and he was so sick that he almost died before he was possessed by Fang Ming, which is also in line with what he said: "See through the red dust, hope to become a monk, and admire Shaolin martial arts!" "Yunyun's reason.

After passing five levels and six generals in this way, and passing many examinations, Fang Ming finally got his wish to shave his degree in Shaolin and became a reserve monk!

That's right! What he is now receiving is a novice, which can only be regarded as a reserve, and he does not even have the official title of monk, and he is still a long way from being a real Shaolin monk.

The original meaning of novice in Sanskrit is to be diligent and compassionate, that is, to be diligent in the encouragement of the Master and to stop evil and act kindly. In Fang Ming's opinion, even the monk reserve of Shaolin Temple must also be subject to the jurisdiction of the "dependent master", that is, the master, and he doesn't even have his own legal name!

Only after receiving the official "bhikshu ordination" and giving the Dharma name can he be regarded as a glorious Shaolin Temple monk, as for now? Still a little novice! Commonly known as miscellaneous.

Fang Ming rolled his eyes wildly in his heart, but he was still comforting himself.

"Forget it, I don't like braids anyway, it's just right to shave! Moreover, how can Shami say that he is also his own person, he is always closer than those lay disciples, and I don't ask for anything else, at least the introductory exercises can be taught, right? ”

"Once you enter the Buddha's door, you will forget the world! Lu Guo, you have received the novice ordination, do you want to meditate and participate in meditation, or learn martial arts? ”

The kind-eyed old monk asked.

Fang Ming clasped his hands together, his face was sad and joyless: "The disciple originally wanted to accompany the Green Lantern Ancient Scroll for a long time, but his body was insufficient, so he had to boil his skin first!" ”

"Idiot! In this way, you and those lay brothers will first carry water and chop wood every day! ”

The old monk raised his eyebrows.

For Fang Ming, a scholar who is innocent and dedicated to Buddhism, Shaolin Temple is still very welcome, and he also sees that although Fang Ming is in good spirits, he is weak and weak, and his eyes are slightly sunken, which is all congenital deficiency.

"Receive the decree!" Fang Ming bowed.

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In the early morning of Mt. Shomuro, it is still very cold between the valleys, and there is a white mist rising from time to time around it, like a fairyland.

A group of novices dressed in gray and lay disciples with hair carried two barrels with pointed bottoms, their hands held flat, and rushed to the mountain in a neat procession.

This is a compulsory course for Shaolin entry, and the surrounding mountain people have long been surprised.

At the back of the line, Fang Ming's face was sad or joyless, holding the barrel in both hands, trying to control the balance of his breathing, and he was not slow at all!

After seeing this, the team leader on one side couldn't help but nod secretly.

It's been almost three months since I came to Shaolin.

During this period, Fang Ming has always been a low-key person, in addition to carrying water and chopping wood every day, he is practicing martial arts and learning arts, and boiling his muscles and bones.

Of course, the Shaolin Temple will not teach any advanced kung fu at the beginning, but Fang Ming knows that the truth of speed is not enough, and he is very hard-working and determined to lay a solid foundation.

As everyone knows, this point is exactly in line with the characteristics of Shaolin martial arts, which is "the foundation first, rather slow than fast", so that Fang Ming's entry in martial arts is not slower than that of some senior brothers who have been in the beginner for a year or two, and it has also fallen into the eyes of the team leader.

After carrying water and chopping wood as usual, Fang Ming wiped the hot sweat on his body and came to the dining hall.

"Senior Brother Lu, your lunch!" A huge monk with a fat head and big ears handed a wooden tray to Fang Ming.

"Thank you, brother!" Fang Ming saluted.

There is very little food on the wooden plate, only a porridge and a vegetable, there is no meat or anything like that, but it exudes a strong smell of medicine, which makes people lose their appetite at all.

Fang Ming seemed to be unaware, devouring his food.

The first level of martial arts practice is to polish the flesh, pull out the muscles and bones, and nourish the essence, and in Taoism, it is called "building the foundation in a hundred days".

But in any case, where does the essence come from? Fang Ming hadn't yet reached the time to drink the dew from the meal, so he naturally needed to take it from his diet.

And Shaolin prohibits eating meat, so what to do? Two words! Diet!

The monks who want to learn martial arts, in the beginning of the 100-day foundation building period, must take the herbal diet prepared by the medicine monk of the Medicine King Buddha Hall every day to make up for the loss of the body, otherwise, I am afraid that the martial arts have not been practiced, but will collapse themselves first.

Only after he really joined Shaolin did he know how Shaolin had always held the strength of the Central Plains Martial Arts Niu Er came about, and how he supported the eighteen Arhats and the three hundred stick monks. Without it! Rich and rich!

Shaolin Temple not only has a large amount of sesame oil money income every year, but also a variety of donations from good believers, and even the surrounding farmland is under the name of Shaolin Temple, and the farmers under the mountain are tenants of Shaolin Temple.

With such strength, you can smash the enemy to death with money alone!

Of course, since Fang Ming was now a monk of Shaolin Temple, he naturally took an extremely correct position, and he wished that the whole world was the private property of Shaolin Temple, so that he could use more precious medicinal materials to support his martial arts practice.

In other words, Fang Ming was a human being in two lifetimes, and his human affection was far superior to Tongji, and the money obtained by the family was not completely exhausted, but a part of it was left on his body, and after entering the temple, he was able to use it to give small favors, and he was also very open.

This medicinal diet, which is faintly three points more medicinal than other peers, is Fang Ming's public relations achievement.

After lunch, Fang Ming returned to the meditation room, of course, it was not a single room, but a large shop, but his companions had already known each other, so they naturally knew that he was going to meditate and practice, and no one came to disturb him.

Fang Ming sat cross-legged, his eyebrows and eyes lowered, like those old monks who meditated and chanted scriptures, and there was a faint sense of solemnity on his face.

A hint of nasal tremor came from his nasal cavity, which drove the body's qi and blood to carry and circulate.

This is actually also a method of cultivation, through meditation to adjust the internal breath and enliven the qi and blood.

It's not a secret that is not passed on, every family has it, and the Shaolin Temple is even more perverted in this regard, and it actually sorted out fifty-four meditation postures, each of which can sit quietly for twelve hours, which made Fang Ming almost sluggish and collapsed at the beginning.