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He straightened up blankly, and found that he had returned to the cabin he had previously made, still wearing monk's robes, and he instinctively touched his head, and then he froze, and he touched his head again in disbelief.

A moment later, a scream was heard from the hut.

"Master's hair!"

Wang Sheng looked at his head through a basin of water with grief and indignation, it was shining with light, there was no hair, and with monk's robes, he had become a new monk.

"What your uncle's insidiousness!"

Originally, although he was wary of the old monk's smile, he still felt quite kind, but now that he thinks about it, it is really insidious.

"No, the master can't accept his fate, even if the master runs outside and is eaten by monsters, he can't be a monk, and the old Wang family still relies on the master to pass on the ancestry!"

He gritted his teeth, picked up the kitchen knife he brought from the convenience store, stood up and tiptoed to open the door, the door was empty, he was happy, and he didn't forget to close it carefully when he stepped out.

"Uncle Huiming, please come with us to see the abbot."

Wang Sheng's body froze, and he slowly turned around, and two middle-aged monks behind him were looking at him and respectfully bowing to him.

"People: Zen deacons (two)."

"Grade: Innate."

Two innate masters! Two congenital masters call him uncle?

Wang Sheng's eyes were confused, and it was also at this time that he found that he suddenly had an extra system page in his mind.

"Character: Wang Sheng, host of the Ten Thousand Worlds Asylum."

"Grade: Innate Achievement."

It is his personal information, and the rank actually shows that he is a master of innate success!

What the heck?

Wang Sheng's strange clenched fists seemed to have a powerful force flowing in his body, making him full of energy and strength at all times.

He suddenly remembered the golden light from the eyes of the old monk in the main hall before, could it be that the old monk did it?

"Please also ask Uncle Shi to meet the abbot with us." The two monks spoke again.

Wang Sheng hesitated, he wanted to leave immediately, but this was the monk's base camp, and there were innate masters everywhere, and he seemed to have the benefit of others.

Swallowing the kitchen knife in his hand tightly, he still chose to follow the two monks to the main hall.

Came to the main hall again, the door was empty, the door of the hall was open and you could see an old monk who had never seen it at a glance, he was dressed in a robe, white beard and white eyebrows, was sitting on the futon in front of the Buddha statue, and when he saw Wang Sheng coming, he slowly opened his eyes.

When the two deacons came to the door, they stopped and motioned for the king to ascend into the temple.

"Character: Zen Abbot."

"Grade: Jindan."

Wang Sheng swallowed dryly, and threw the kitchen knife aside, this old monk is actually a Jindan powerhouse, it is better not to act rashly.

Creeping a few meters in front of the old monk, he stopped.

The old monk glanced at him, then folded his hands and proclaimed the Buddha's name.

"Amitabha."

"Since you have inherited the mantle of my senior brother, you should join my Zen Buddhism and become a member of my Buddhism, and I will pass on the Dharma to you on behalf of my senior brother, what do you think?"

His gaze was very cloudy, although he was staring at Wang Sheng, Wang Sheng just couldn't find focus.

He blinked, for some reason he looked very nervous in front of this old monk, but he didn't want to be a monk like this, so he asked again: "That, master, can I not be a monk." ”

The old monk was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then actually smiled, "You are serious about what you said." ”

Wang Sheng nodded nervously.

The old monk smiled again and shook his head, "Amitabha, the Q&A between you and your senior brother is already clear, you were born to be my Zen Buddha, but I didn't expect to have such a barrier, when the time is not right, you refuse, then go, when the time comes, it will be the time for you to re-enter my Zen Buddhism." With that, he closed his eyes.

Wang Sheng couldn't believe that the old monk had let him go like this!

He excitedly saluted the old monk and was about to turn away, when the old monk spoke again.

"By the way, in the near future, Yuan Daxian of Wuzhuang Guanzhen of Wanshou Mountain will hold a ginseng fruit meeting, and there will be many virtuous people in the Daomen, and then my Buddhism will also participate in one thing, presumably there will be some disputes nearby, you should go out of the temple or don't go in that direction."

Wang Sheng was stunned for a moment, Zhen Yuanzi wants to hold a ginseng fruit meeting? It also involves Buddhism.

He had a flash of inspiration, was it because of Tang Seng and his apprentices?

If you think about it carefully, it is very likely that Tang Seng is the reincarnation of the Buddha's son Jin Chanzi after all, and he has a deep background in Buddhism, and traveling west to learn scriptures is a good opportunity to promote Buddhism, and Buddhism will definitely not give up.

He was overjoyed, isn't this a good opportunity!

If Buddhism intervenes to rescue Tang Seng and his apprentices, wouldn't he just be able to take a hitchhike to complete the task, so that he would also have the hope of going home.

"Drop, remind, the task of saving Tang Seng must be personally participated by the host or the host's forces, otherwise the mission will be counted as a failure."

The system actually reminded at this time, Wang Sheng wanted to cry without tears, how could this system be stitched.

Isn't this forcing him to be a monk!

Hesitating and hesitating, he turned around with grief and indignation in his heart, and folded his hands together with a look of compassion, "Master Abbot, I suddenly feel that it is actually quite good to be a monk, everything in the world is illusory, like a dream bubble, but the world always can't see through it, it's better to be a monk, maybe you can understand the true meaning of my Buddha." ”

The old monk was a little surprised, but he still smiled and nodded, "In this case, I will accept you into my Zen sect on behalf of my senior brother, and your Dharma name is Huiming, and you will take refuge in my Buddha from now on." ”

Wang Sheng's heart was clear, and after hearing this, he immediately folded his hands and saluted to his abbot, "Huiming has seen Master." ”

The abbot smiled slightly, "My name is Daoxin, I am the abbot of Zhengjue Temple, and you also have a senior brother named Hongren, who is not in the temple at this time, and I may be able to return tomorrow, and I will lead you to see it then." ”

Wang Sheng was stunned, Daoxin? Hongshinobi? How does this name sound familiar?

Reacting, he was dumbfounded, isn't Daoxin the fourth ancestor of Zen Buddhism, and Hongren is the fifth ancestor of Zen Buddhism after that, that is to say, the old monk in front of him is actually the ancestor of the sixth ancestor Huineng?

Sixth Ancestor Huineng, who doesn't know in descendants, even a little kid can say a few words about being a Bodhi tree or something, this is a big deal, Wang Sheng's throat is dry, and he unknowingly became Huineng's uncle!

He completely forgot about not wanting to be a monk, and turned to complacency, an uncle who crossed over and became the six ancestors of Zen Buddhism, no one would believe it.

"You go back first." Daoxin waved at him.

Returning to the hut in a daze, Wang Sheng sat on the bed, and then he found that his personal introduction on the system had changed again.

"Character: Wang Sheng, host of the Ten Thousand Worlds Asylum."

"Grade: Innate Achievement."

"Identity: Disciple of the abbot of Zen Zhengjue Temple."

With one more identity, it seems that this page is also changing with Wang Sheng's changes.

Wang Sheng smirked, he became a congenital master from an ordinary person, and he also worshipped the Four Ancestors Daoxin as a teacher, and the most important thing is that the task has also taken a turn, although he needs to become a bald head, but it is better than not seeing hope.

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At this time, in the Daxiong Treasure Hall, a deacon monk stood respectfully in front of Daoxin.

"Abbot, it is certain that Uncle Huiming is not a disciple selected and sent from below, and we really can't find out his lay identity, it seems that he suddenly appeared in Xiniu Hezhou."

Daoxin closed his eyes and nodded, "No need to check, since Huiming has decided to join my Zen sect, he should abandon the past, and he will be my Zen disciple in the future, even if he has worldly grievances, he will also be taken over by my Zen sect." ”

"Yes." The deacon and monk respectfully replied and withdrew.

Wang Sheng in the hut didn't know that he had been investigated, and he was curiously trying to achieve innate changes in his body.

Ordinary people need to go through the process of returning to the basics after tomorrow, this process depends on personal talent, and the cultivation time is different, but the shortest takes three years, and Wang Sheng directly crosses the acquired to become a congenital master because of the old monk's inheritance, and is even only one step away from the realm of the Yuan Shen, which is considered a step to the sky.

After achieving the innate realm, Wang Sheng's most obvious feeling was that there seemed to be a small oven in his body, his body was warm and coaxing, and the dantian seemed to have a breath of qi flowing throughout his body, making his body lighter and more powerful.

Jumping around excitedly, Wang Sheng constantly experienced innate sensations, and this superhuman-like physical ability fascinated him.

It wasn't until the middle of the night that he lay in bed and fell asleep.

Early the next morning, Wang Sheng was awakened by the sound of temple bells.

Then there were a lot of footsteps outside the door, and the new Zen disciples who had been shaved at the same time as him began to have their morning class, Wang Sheng was completely unconscious, he turned over and continued to fall asleep.

But after a while, there was a knock on his door, and a monk shouted outside the door.

"Uncle Huiming, the abbot asked you to go to the Daxiong Treasure Hall."

As soon as Wang Sheng heard that it was the Taoist letter calling him, he immediately became excited, this new master is very likely to be his backer in the future, and the task has to rely on Buddhism, so he must not be lazy.

He hurriedly put on his monk's robes, washed his brand-new bald head with water at will, opened the door and hurried to the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

At this time, the sky was just bright, the air was very fresh and cold, there were already many monks doing chores near the temple, seeing Wang Sheng passing by and saluting him and looking at him curiously, it was not difficult to guess that his identity as an abbot's disciple had been leaked out.

Faced with these slightly envious and jealous eyes, Wang Sheng actually felt that it was quite cool to be a monk.

Walking quickly through the square in front of the main hall and going up the stone steps of the main hall, there were still two deacons guarding the door of the hall in front of the door, they already knew that Wang Sheng was a disciple of the abbot, and respectfully bowed to him, and one of them reminded him in a low voice.

"Uncle Huiming, today the abbots of the Tiantai Sect, the Vinaya Sect, the Tantric Sect, the Pure Land Sect and many other eminent monks in the vicinity have come to visit, and the abbot is receiving them."

Wang Sheng was surprised in his heart, why did so many monks and seniors gather together to ask him to do.

He nodded his head and thanked the deacon monk, and then tiptoed into the Buddha hall.

As soon as he entered, he knew that what the deacon monk said was indeed good, and there were really many monks.

There are all bald heads, roughly counting about twenty of them, and at this time there are many tables in the hall like a banquet, and the monks are sitting or standing behind the tables.

There are not many monks seated, and most of them are wearing red robes, which seem to be the abbots and monks of the temples mentioned by the deacon monks.

This bald head almost blinded Wang Sheng's eyes, but fortunately he was also bald with his own reflective skills, and when he saw Daoxin sitting at the table under the Buddha statue, he slipped over from the right side, but not many people paid attention.