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In an ordinary courtyard, there are stout and majestic Bodhi trees, with a canopy and a canopy, bringing a shade of green.

This is the Shaolin Temple in order to study Buddhism, the Bodhi Academy of Zen for the purpose of understanding, has always been called the Dharma Academy that concentrates on martial arts, and the elders in the temple, all martial arts are terrifying, out of the ordinary level, not slightly worse than the monks of the Dharma Academy, almost can be called the living Arhat.

The reason is that Shaolin is a line of Buddhism, most of the magic skills require a clear Zen heart, the more profound the Dharma, the more you can understand the truth, and advance by leaps and bounds.

In a meditation room with only a dozen futons in the Bodhi Temple, an old monk who was shaped like dead wood and had all his eyebrows and beards knocked on the wooden fish in front of him, and said in an empty voice: "Master Xuanbei, why do you insist on accepting that Zhending as a disciple?"

The handsome but melancholy Xuan Bei had not yet spoken, and a kind old monk next to him said leisurely: "Xuan Bei master and nephew, the old man does not object to you accepting true wisdom as a disciple, the deacons and monks of the Miscellaneous Service Institute and the Martial Monks all said that he was concentrating on the same, secretly in line with the true meaning of the Dharma, and it was obvious that he was living in Su Hui, but that was really fixed, when he was in the Miscellaneous Courtyard, he had a temperament that jumped out, and he was very witty, and when he arrived at the Martial Monk's Academy, he bullied the weak, which is not in line with the meaning of compassion.

The old monk with no eyebrows and withered eyebrows who was the first to speak followed and said: "It is really determined that there is a great merit, but the things that can be passed on must be based on the heart, not to mention the wisdom and simplicity, no wit, at least not to be arrogant, bullying the weak, according to the old man's opinion, it is better to let him choose a stunt of the qi storage chapter, as a reward." ”

The monks of the Miscellaneous Servant Monastery and the Warrior Monastery, as well as the elders of the Bodhi Monastery and the Dharma Monastery, will secretly observe and judge in combination with the comments given by the deacon monks, so as not to pass on the non-human trust.

Of course, this can only be the greatest way to avoid the betrayal of the temple and the Buddha, for generations, there has always been a degenerate monk after the red dust travels, and there are also indispensable bad disciples who are good at superficial kung fu, but in fact they have a very poor heart, just like the Dharma Academy, there are several paranoid monks, but for the disciples who have been passed on, Shaolin has tried to correct it with Buddhism, in order to save the lost.

Because he often frowned, there were wrinkles at the corners of Xuan Bei's eyebrows and eyes, and he looked at the void in front of him and said: "Uncles and uncles, you are really not bullying in the Martial Monk's Academy. Zhenliang is used to rampant in the martial arts hall, often bullying others, and really determined to do it, which is an unfair move to see the road, although the means are wrong, but the heart is not wrong. ”

He is a halfway monk, and his habitual wording is close to that of a martial arts hero.

The monks here are all high-ranking monks of the "none" generation, so he calls his uncle and uncle - there are less than a few monks in the temple who are still alive with the word "empty".

"Countering violence with violence, is it the true intention of my Buddha?" the kind-eyed old monk shook his head.

The monk with no eyebrows and withered said unhappily and angrily: "Master Xuanbei nephew, why don't you slow down, and let Zhending sharpen in the martial monk academy for a period of time, and try to smooth out his temperament." ”

Xuan Bei turned his head to look at the old monk, and folded his hands respectfully: "Zhending is young, easy to be contaminated, and he is a jumpy temperament, so he can't blindly polish it, Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful, and I also ask the disciple to ask for it." ”

The withered and eyebrowless old monk is the Bodhi Monastery seat thoughtless, the abbot's empty disciple, the master of the Eight Classics of Xuan Bei Zheng'er - his master is empty and young, and before he entered the temple, he was injured by the monster and sat down.

The kind-eyed old monk lowered his face and said, "If you can't withstand polishing, how can you talk about studying Buddhism?"

It's the same old question again.

Xuan Pessimism looked at the nose and the nose looked at the heart, but he didn't open his mouth and didn't answer.

Wusi knocked on Muyu and said: "Wuxiang junior brother, accepting apprentices is our own business, we don't need to say much, Xuanbei nephew, we must take on this responsibility in the future." ”

The implication is that if your disciple makes a big mistake, you, the master who forcibly took in the disciples, will also be punished for it.

Xuan Bei nodded slowly: "The disciple knows." ”

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Looking at the dense and pure Bodhi tree, Meng Qi was a little excited and a little apprehensive, because he was rewarded by the Bodhi Academy, he didn't major in the reincarnation world, if his wish came to nothing, then his exhibition expectations would be greatly stagnant, and it would be difficult to make leaps and bounds, and the next reincarnation mission would be very dangerous.

Normally, whether it is the Rainstorm Pear Flower Needle Supplement, the Blood Knife Knife Method, the Lingzhi Qi Replenishing Pill and the Ananda Breaking Ring Knife Method's First Form Completion, they should all be ranked after the major exercises!

If there was no reward from the Bodhi Academy, Meng Qi would probably choose to major in the exercises and the first form of the Ananda Breaking Knife Method, and let Jiang Zhiwei and other friends collect some ordinary poison needles and ponder the loading by themselves.

Looking at the Bodhi tree, and then at Zhenhui who was concentrating on walking next to him, Meng Qi was a little puzzled: "If you say that you are here to receive the reward, why do you want to let the little junior brother go with you?"

This doubt was the source of his apprehension.

"Little junior brother, what have you been doing lately?" Meng Qi couldn't help but ask.

Zhenhui honestly crossed his fingers on the floor: "Morning class, carrying water, breakfast, literacy, lunch, martial arts practice, dinner, meditation, listening to stories, sleeping, senior brother, I did these things, well, and scolded the Discipline Academy." ”

"Not asking about that. Meng Qi looked at the sky speechlessly, "Do you know why you came to Bodhi Academy?"

Zhenhui looked at Meng Qi with blazing eyes: "Senior brother, do you know?"

He also looked like he wanted to know the answer.

"Well, I don't know. Meng Qi covered his face and said.

Pushing open the courtyard door, the two of them entered a meditation room under the leadership of the novice who led the way, and there were two monks in it, both of whom were senior monks in yellow robes and red robes, one of whom was not confused in appearance, but elegant and handsome, but full of melancholy temperament, it was the Xuan Bei that Meng Qi had seen, a figure like dead wood, with a wrinkled face, eyebrows and beards that had been lost.

"Master, uncle, Zhending and Zhenhui have brought. He bowed and withdrew.

"The old man is a thoughtless seat in the Bodhi Academy. Hearing the withered old monk say this, Meng Qi hurriedly saluted solemnly with True Wisdom.

Wusi said with a flat expression: "True Hui, Xuan Bei wants to accept you as an apprentice, are you willing?"

Meng Qi was taken aback, and immediately relieved, it turned out that he was looking for Zhenhui because he was favored by Xuan Bei, and it had nothing to do with his reward.

Alas, this guy seems to be stupid, but he is always favored by high monks...... Meng Qiluo was a little envious and jealous, but this kind of love quickly calmed down, first, he had an excellent relationship with Zhenhui and was sincerely happy for him, and second, he was a person with a great secret, and he was not suitable for apprenticeship at all, so he still had a stunt, and he was mixed in the warrior monk to "stand out from the crowd", and when he found an opportunity, he left Shaolin.

Zhenhui's stunned face first showed an expression of incomprehension, then with joy and hesitation, he knelt down and said, "The disciple is willing, but there is a request. ”

"Others are grateful for their apprenticeship, how can they ask for it?" to Zhenhui, a simple-hearted child, Wusi was not annoyed, but scolded with a smile.

Xuan Bei was not angry, and lightly bowed: "You are also honest and honest, I don't know what to ask?"

"I beg the master to accept the senior brother as an apprentice. Zhenhui didn't look up, and her voice was a little dull.

Meng Qi was shocked again, and then moved spontaneously, although he was very good to Zhenhui, quite concerned, and often "taught", but mainly because he wanted to relieve the pressure brought by the inexplicable crossing, the sorrow of being alone in a foreign land and the reincarnation world, to say that he was completely sincere, and even he didn't believe it, but he couldn't imagine that Zhenhui valued himself so much, and the return was so sincere!

The corners of Xuan Bei's mouth were hooked, like a smile, and his melancholy temperament dissipated a little: "You are brotherly and friendly." ”

Hearing his words, Meng Qi came back to his senses and looked at Zhenhui with "resentment", junior brother, I know that you have a good heart, but, senior brother, I don't want to apprentice at all!

looked at Zhenhui, and he looked at Xuan Bei with earnest eyes, don't agree, don't agree!

"Zhending, I can feel your desire, since Zhenhui is so willing, then I will reluctantly agree. Xuan Bei agreed to push the boat down, although the smile on his face was faint, there was no haze.

Wusi didn't speak, just looked at Xuan Bei's smile and sighed softly, since entering Shaolin, Xuan Bei's nephew has rarely seen a smile.

Meng Qi wanted to poke his eyes blind, but in this case, he couldn't refuse, after all, if something was abnormal, he would be a demon!

Among the hundred warrior monks, at most one can resist the "temptation" of the elders to accept disciples, and it is because there is a better choice.

Whatever, anyway, he will find an opportunity to leave the mountain, and with the master's teaching, maybe he can shorten the time! Meng Qi thought to himself, so he knelt down and bowed: "Disciple to meet Master." ”

After some preparations, in the Bodhi Monastery, Meng Qi and Zhenhui formally apprenticed, and the audience included many elders and monks from the Bodhi and Dharma Courtyards, as well as the deacons and monks of the Precept Institute and the Sundries Monastery to "register" to clarify the changes in the identities of Meng Qi and Zhenhui.

When Xuankong walked into the Bodhi Monastery on behalf of the Vinaya Academy, and saw Meng Qi and Zhenhui kneeling in front of Xuanbei, his whole face changed color, so black that he seemed to be able to drip water, and his voice trembled a little and asked the other monks: "Are they going to apprentice?"

After receiving an affirmative reply, he was in a trance, and his heart was filled with chagrin, he already knew that Senior Brother Xuanbei had already taken a fancy to Zhending and Zhenhui, why did he play a small trick to make Zhending stagger the day of selecting disciples! In this way, he was hated in vain!

When Meng Qi saw Xuankong's appearance, he was suddenly in a good mood, and he was no longer so reluctant to apprentice.

Hmph, we're such stingy people!

After the solemn ceremony, Meng Qi and Zhenhui officially became Shaolin disciples, and they were also abbots.

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"Since you have become my disciple, you can choose a stunt as your main practice, and in the future, if you have a clear mind and get the true meaning of the Dharma, you may not be able to turn to the 'Moko Fu Demon Fist' and the 'Great Dream Sutra', and at the same time, you will also have the opportunity to practice the 'Yijin Sutra' and observe the inheritance of the true meaning of the third form of the 'Rulai Divine Palm'. After apprenticing, according to the usual practice, Xuan Bei first "prospected" a bright future for Meng Qi and Zhenhui.

Of course, there is really a chance to contemplate the Divine Palm and cultivate the "Yijin Sutra", and among the descendants, there is not one in a hundred.

Meng Qi was slightly excited when he heard this, but he was also a person who had been born and died several times, and he understood that what was behind was just "painting cakes", and what really mattered was the main practice method selected from the seventy-two stunts.

Well, for a person like me, Master will know at a glance that I am suitable for chic and elegant martial arts such as the Phaseless Robbery Finger and the Flower Finger, alas, but I have to disappoint him, I am so focused on the Golden Bell Jar or the Vajra Immortal Skill...... Meng Qi was amused, thinking to himself.

"Certainly, you choose the Golden Bell Jar. Xuan Bei said softly.