Yan Yungao was a person who could be used by Sitang's side, and after settling Zhang Huansheng and rambling for a while, he hurriedly left Vashe.

Zhang Huansheng watched him go away, closed the wooden door of his house with force, tied it with a latch, walked around the house, and suddenly smiled and muttered to himself: "This is where I rise."

In the future, perhaps this small Washer will be like Xuanyuan Hall, Qitian Palace, and Da Lei Yin Mountain, and it is unknown that it will become a holy place for hundreds of millions of people to worship. ”

This is said to be extremely ambitious, but the journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step, and after a beautiful dream, Zhang Huansheng honestly jumped on his wooden bed against the wall, sat cross-legged under the only small window of one foot square in Vasher, knotted the Dharma seal in his hand, and fell into meditation.

As soon as he settled down, the invisible divine light above his head had already erupted, and in an instant, he fled to the mountain behind the ruins of the Great Sumeru Temple, turning into a black dragon and a white elephant, crisscrossing the world of Zhangwufang that he occupied.

This dragon, elephant, every line and movement with endless Zen rhyme, there is a trace of the ancient Buddha preaching, speechless, flowers and laughter of the wind, in a moment, it attracted many birds, beasts, swimming fish, shrimp and crabs around around.

Among these creatures, there is a strange body with eight arms, four heads on the neck according to the east, south, west, and north directions, but there is no tail behind the buttocks, the deformed little monkey is dying, staying in the arms of its mother, looking like it is about to die, but the eyes that look at the dragon and the elephant posture are as bright as a little black paint.

When the black dragon and the white elephant swam and ran for a while, and then began to murmur and roar, and the sound shook the surface of the deep pool of mysterious ripples, causing an illusory lotus flower to suddenly fall in the void, it suddenly struggled to get out of its mother's arms, and fell to the ground desperately, kneeling down.

The little monkey knelt down, and Zhang Huansheng actually had a sense on the platform.

After a round of "Dragon Elephant Root Sutra" practice, he sat on the soft cotton mattress and reminisced, silently thinking: "I used to experience the reincarnation of the world vaguely when I fell asleep, but now I haven't dreamed like that for a long time, but when I cultivate, I feel that I am transformed into a dragon elephant, wandering between heaven and earth, and being worshipped by others."

What the hell is wrong with me, is my cultivation going wrong, or is it the only way to cultivate the Dragon Elephant Root Sutra..."

If Zhang Huansheng didn't have the guidance of a senior teacher, he wouldn't have been able to get an answer to what he was thinking about by himself.

After thinking in vain for a while, he could only sigh and mutter: "What's right, what's wrong, anyway, if you want to get ahead, I have to practice this "Dragon Elephant Root Sutra".

What do you want to do with all this? He closed his eyes and fell back into meditation.

After another round of "Dragon Elephant Root Sutra" practice, Zhang Huansheng calculated that the time should be evening, so he jumped out of bed and opened the door.

Because it was built in the most corner, several large trees outside the wall poked into the dense canopy of Tzu Chi Hall, like a canopy, completely covering the tile house where he lived, and not a trace of sunlight could penetrate it.

After walking forward more than a dozen steps away, Zhang Huansheng finally saw that the sun had indeed begun to sink in the west.

After thinking about it in his heart, he felt that it was no longer enough to cultivate another round of the "Dragon Elephant Root Sutra" before dinner, but he didn't want to waste the remaining time, and he thought of the "Eighty-Nine Xuangong Fragments" found on Shi Juewu's body in a flash of inspiration.

Enlightenment pays attention to the spiritual enlightenment, so there will be an allusion to put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground, and there is a saying that the Buddha in the flesh is still in the world, the earlier it is, the more it does not cultivate the body, and the evil demon does not pay attention to surrender, but points out, so the ancient Buddha will leave the legend of saving the white rabbit and cutting the meat to feed the eagle.

However, this "Eight or Nine Xuangong" does not cultivate the spirit at all, and concentrates on swallowing qi and running, refining the body, which is the opposite of the ancient legal system "Dragon Elephant Root Sutra", which can be said to be one inside and one outside, complementing each other.

As soon as Zhang Huansheng returned to the door and practiced according to the memories in his mind, he felt that it was infinitely useful and overjoyed.

According to the order of tendons, bones, skin, blood, marrow, viscera, skull, and **, he tempered all parts of his body several times, and he felt his stomach rumbling with hunger, and at this moment, he heard the melodious bell of 'bell bell...' from afar.

"When the time comes, then go and see what the food is like in this Tzu Chi Hall." Zhang Huansheng was overjoyed, took the exercises, picked up a light lipstick lacquer plate that Yan Yungao gave him, and walked out of the Vashe.

Tzu Chi Tang supports the elderly and the young, and the orphaned old must be taken care of until death, but the children are over 16 years old, and they have to fend for themselves, because they have been raised by the government since childhood, they are somewhat grateful, and the customs among the human race are extremely martial arts, so serving the country, being a soldier is the most common, and it can also be said to be the best way out.

Of course, this soldier is not something that anyone can do, not to mention that some criminals don't want to serve the Xuguo court anymore, so it doesn't matter, anyway, when they are in custody, they have to follow the teaching and training invited by the government, and they have learned literature, and even martial arts, but they have no great achievements, and they will always write and calculate, and it is never too difficult to find a job to make a living.

Nanyang is a county capital, and the population is far larger than that of ordinary counties, so although the custody brochure of Nanyang Tzu Chi Hall has long been difficult to enter, and the adopted orphans can only stay in the church until they are 16 years old and have to leave, when Zhang Huansheng rushed to the canteen, he still saw more than 100 children and teenagers of all sizes.

There are more than 100 in one place, and about 300 in two canteens, plus the number of lonely elders who are almost the same, and the noise during the meal can be imagined.

But the noise is noisy, but the order in the canteen seems to be very orderly, the lonely old people sit at a few long tables by the door, and twenty or thirty orphans who have grown up to look like teenagers are busy bringing them the good meals.

The youngest children were given three spoonfuls of fried vegetables on a red lacquer plate, and the older children were on a purple chessboard with a much darker plate that could hold six spoonfuls of hot vegetables.

After that, each person will receive a large bowl of thick and thick stewed sea fish soup, and the gluttons of miscellaneous grains can be eaten at any time, although a meal is not rich and delicious, but it is by no means a clear soup with little water, and it is difficult to satisfy the stomach.

Zhang Huansheng didn't know that this kind of orphans over the age of 12 took care of the orphans;

Orphans use different lacquer plates and different amounts of food according to their age;

Paying attention to the use of limited silver for many years to buy certain fishermen's harvests, and the most worthless miscellaneous fish to make soup to make up for the lack of meat are not the rules of Tzu Chi Tang, but Yan Yungao's own attention, so he didn't care.

After gobbling it up, he quietly walked out of the cafeteria, fetched water from the well, washed his hands and face with the melon pulp and soap horn that he put aside, brushed the paint plate, and ran back to the Washe where he lived, and practiced all night.