Months passed in a flash, Xuanyi stayed in the Scripture Pavilion without leaving home, he spent nearly twenty days scanning and rubbing all the scriptures on the first to third floors, and the rest of the time was allocated to reading some anecdotes that interested him.

On this day, Xuanyi was leaning in front of the window and was flipping through an ancient book, and the faint scent of books mixed with a slight musty smell came to his nose when the pages were turned, and a voice sounded after a burst of light footsteps: "Senior brother, the abbot summons you to go to the West Zen Room immediately." ”

Xuanyi raised his head and smiled slightly: "Got it." ”

Before I knew it, more than a month had passed, and now it was the day for the abbot to take the school exam.

Walking out of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, the sunny Xuanyi couldn't open his eyes, he subconsciously slowed down his pace and squinted his eyes slightly, and the little novice who led the way showed two rows of snow-white neat teeth and smiled: "Senior brother, please here, don't let me wait for a long time." ”

The west meditation room is adjacent to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and it is almost impossible for outsiders to set foot on weekdays except for the monks who manage the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. But today, a large group of people poured into Hulala, dozens of sturdy warrior monks protected the meditation room, and even the cynical Jingtan master stayed honestly outside the meditation room.

Xuanyi walked outside the meditation room and raised his hand to knock on the door, when a warm male voice sounded in the room: "Come in." ”

This is the second time that Xuanyi has seen the abbot Jingxuan after a few months, as a martial arts master today, even if he just sits on the couch casually, he also exudes a vast and deep momentum.

Xuanyi hurriedly bowed and saluted: "Disciple Zhenwu has seen the abbot. ”

"Sit. Jingxuan put down the Buddhist scripture in his hand and raised his head to look at it.

"Zhenwu, Jingmo once said that you are well-read and have a strong memory, and your memory is excellent, I don't know if you can read all the scriptures and martial arts in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion in the past few months?"

Looking at the kind old man with white hair and red face in front of him, Xuan Yi pondered for a moment before replying: "Most of the disciples have already read the scriptures and martial arts, and occasionally they are small. ”

"Oh?" Jing Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and a smile flashed: "I heard from the little novice on duty that you have been on the first floor of miscellaneous studies for nearly ten days. ”

Xuanyi's face was hot, and he was a little frightened: "The disciple is exposed to new things for the first time, and he is a little immersed in them, which is really inappropriate... ”

"Hehe! Don't be restrained! Come! Drink tea!" Jing Xuan flicked his sleeves, and a cup of tea in front of him flew towards Xuan Yi lightly. Xuanyi hurriedly took it with both hands, picked up the teacup and took a big sip.

The warm water flowed down his throat into his stomach, and the skin around his body burned and then cooled slightly, the impact of ice and fire made Xuanyi almost can't help but hum softly, his eyes that were swollen and painful from reading books for days lit up, and the feeling of soreness and fatigue disappeared in an instant.

What surprised Xuanyi even more was that the four basic values on the profile attributes had changed slightly, not only did they have an extra 0.1 behind each value, but they were also slowly increasing.

"This tea can actually increase personal attributes... Xuanyi's face was full of surprise, and he couldn't help but take another big sip, and a cup of tea bottomed out in an instant.

Seeing Xuanyi's surprised expression, Jingxuan just smiled slightly: "Drink this Zen tea, Lingtai is clear, and then I will take the exam for you." ”

The disciple listened attentively. ”

"You will recite the eighteenth volume of the Sutra of Amitayus. ”

Xuanyi "thought" for a while, quickly sifted through the scriptures in his mind, and selected this Buddhist classic and "memorized" it aloud.

Because of the "cheating" of the wood core, Xuanyi "recited" the entire volume of scriptures with tens of thousands of words word for word. Jing Xuan sat on the couch with a solemn appearance, and there were hardly any emotional fluctuations visible from his face.

This is only the initial stage of the school scriptures, and as Xuanyi finished memorizing the last word, Jing Xuangujing's expression finally changed slightly.

"Yes, you can recite the Weapon Compendium Qimen Scroll again. “

"General Outline of Weapons?" Xuanyi was stunned for a moment, and this is only the second round of the Zen examination school, which has become a martial arts examination school, which is a bit large. He closed his eyes slightly, pretending to be thinking, but in fact carefully searched for all kinds of information in his mind.

Xuanyi vaguely remembered that this general outline of weapons was written by a martial arts master named Rui Ting in the former dynasty, and the book recorded more than 100 kinds of weapons and how to crack them, among which the Qimen volume recorded 23 kinds of Qimen weapons that appeared in the martial arts in the past 100 years.

"Breaking the sky, three feet and five inches long, the front end is a curved double blade, the whole body is black, made of a hundred refining iron, it is rumored to be used by Xie Zhen, the first master of the evil way in Changle Province of the Liang Dynasty, and has drunk the blood of hundreds of people... Xuanyi found the book and began to recite it aloud.

Xuanyi spent a quarter of an hour to memorize the general outline of weapons Qimen scroll, Jingxuan's complexion changed slightly, he had also carefully studied this general outline of weapons, and he knew most of the weapons techniques described in the book, but it was definitely not up to the extent that Xuanyi was ripe and ripe.

Jing Xuan stood up from the couch, glanced at Xuan Yi deeply, and then sighed: "People have the heart to seek the Tao, and they will not stop improving, and they will be able to overcome the fruit, why not? ”

Xuan Yi nodded as if he didn't understand, he roughly understood that the abbot was asking himself to be indifferent to his desires, and to strive for the Dharma without delusional interference, so that he could continue to seek the Tao.

The next examination did not last too long, Jing Xuan randomly took a few questions and ended this discussion of Zen, Xuanyi because of his "solid" foundation, the answer is also decent, basically a standard answer.

Zen Master Jingxuan's eyes were deep, no one could see what he was thinking, and Xuanyi didn't know if his performance this time was satisfactory to him, in short, his exploration of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion that lasted more than a month was over.

In the following weeks, Xuanyi returned to the monotonous life of morning bells and dusk drums, chanting sutras and reciting Buddha, during which he had no contact with the outside world except for the master Jingmo who once came to the Xuanyi courtyard.

The internal injuries suffered by the body were much more serious than expected, and it took a month for the Buddha power that penetrated the meridians in the body to dissipate, but it would take at least nearly a month to repair the meridians and fully remove the sequelae.

On this day, as soon as Xuanyi switched his soul back to the second body, a guest visited.

"I've seen Senior Brother Zhendian. Xuanyi enthusiastically introduced the round-faced man in front of him into the house, the real classic is not good-looking, and the slightly bloated figure is difficult to associate with the image of the martial arts master that King Kong Temple has always shown.

But another identity of the canon has made these four generations of disciples have to pay attention, he is the abbot Jingxuan when he was young to accept the personal disciple, with the Jingxuan Zen Master took over the abbot's position, the original martial arts are sparse and ordinary canon identity naturally rises.

"Hehe! True Martial Junior Brother doesn't have to be polite. Zhendian got up and took the Xuanyi tea and took a sip slightly: "I came here on the orders of the master this time." ”

The teacher he said naturally meant the abbot Jingxuan.

"Listen up. ”

Seeing that Xuanyi's posture was very low, Zhendian nodded slightly, took out a letter from his sleeve and handed it to Xuanyi.

Xuanyi respectfully took it with both hands and sang: "The disciple must obey the decree of the law. ”

"The abbot's decree has been delivered today, and the brother will go back to his life, and the younger brother should do it for himself, and live up to the abbot's cultivation. Zhendian patted Xuanyi's shoulder in an old-fashioned manner, and left in one step.

Xuanyi closed the door and stripped off the wax of the letter seal, and a few crosses of the handwritten edict appeared in front of him, and the place where the payment was covered with the abbot's seal, confirming that it was written by the pure Xuan Zen master.