What's the use of staying, of course it's useful, Honghai felt a burst of joy in his heart, isn't this kind of apprentice who doesn't have a long brain just the right tool person? The rumor that the imperial court wants to reform the military system is spreading, and they have not made much progress in guarding the Ghost Gate for fifty-three years, I really think that the martial artists are lazy, there is a big terror over there in the Ghost Gate, and it is really time to rely on performance to assess, this kind of tool man is the perfect bottom scoring tool.

He dragged Huang Zhiyu back to Chen Xun and Leng Xiu, his face was a little difficult, Chen Xun hurriedly offered a small bag with interest, Honghai weighed his mood, stuffed the silver two into the wide monk's robe, patted Huang Zhiyu, who was not much shorter than him, with his hand and said:

"Everything is assured, the roots and bones are excellent, even if the understanding is insufficient, but in the future, it is also guaranteed to mix an eight-grade wooden brand armor, okay, go back and pack up the softness, and come to the temple to report after the bell tomorrow morning."

The two of them hurriedly thanked for another flattery, and then took Huang Zhiyu out of the King Kong Gate, outside the door, it was a familiar scene again, Shi looked at the door dressed as a novice, and when he saw the Chen family coming out happily, he showed a relieved smile.

"Senior brother, it can be regarded as a beginner."

"Senior brother, go to Yingde Building for dinner, my father is in for a treat."

The little fool entered the King Kong Gate, which made the surrounding neighbors a little jealous, after all, he was stupid, and even a fool could become a Mengtong in these years, and he simply didn't talk about the king's law and heavenly principles.

Chen Xun set up a flowing water seat in Yingde Building with great fanfare, and more than 1,000 people came to eat, anyway, they ate for nothing, and they didn't eat for nothing, and they ate until the next day, and Chen Xun, who was drunk, was carried back home by Guangtian.

Huang Zhiyu had already packed up, standing at the door with a burden and a rattan box, Leng Xiu combed his hair for him, reminding him to put this long hair in the box and bring it back after shaving, and it would be offered next to the Stove God in the future, which can be regarded as a thought.

When I came to the gate of the Jingangmen Zen Temple, there were already new Mengtong waiting there, most of them were children from the lower courtyard, and Huang Zhiyu also knew each other, Yao Hong and Li Yongqiang were wearing green shirts and pestles on the other side, and when they saw him coming over with a large bag, they hurriedly greeted him.

"Little Brother Chen, can you go and watch today's big exam?"

Huang Zhiyu nodded hurriedly, Li Yongqiang and Yao Hong's level is not bad, and they are slightly inferior to the stones, although they are not as good as the regular novices in the temple, but they are the most popular in the Daying Martial Arts Hall, and it is no problem to get started.

The imperial court wants to overhaul the military system, like a talisman pasted on the heads of the major sects, the major sects immediately moved, there are policies and countermeasures, hurry up like shoveling garbage to shovel school-age children into the sect, Mengtong ceremony, small apprentices and other projects hurry up and get on the horse, a large group of nepotism hurry up to catch this last trip to eat the emperor's grain, the sect has accepted bribes from I don't know how many rich people these days, and it doesn't matter whether it's good or bad, it can wrap up half of the children in Sushan County, Even if it has accumulated the foundation for the future rise of the Vajra Gate.

"Little Brother Chen, after the big exam, I will invite you to eat with the stone!"

Huang Zhiyu looked at Yao Hong who was picking and searching on weekdays in surprise, this guy looked extremely good today, like a dead wood in spring, revealing a vitality that he had never had, maybe people were in good spirits on happy occasions, he didn't care, he just congratulated the two friends who were about to step into the orthodox samurai class in advance.

The three of them whispered at the door, Li Yongqiang and Yao Hong were full of excitement, their faces were red, and they were ready to show their skills in the examination room for a while.

In no moment, the morning bell in the Bodhi Monastery rang, after three rings, the Zhu Gate opened, a group of Zhike monks came out with iron rods, and the Honghai monk changed into a brand new lake blue monk robe and led a group of young gray-robed monks out, holding the directory and entering.

After Huang Zhiyu entered, he followed a young monk to Zhengjue Temple, ten gray-robed monks stood on the edge of the futon with razors, and an old white-robed monk sat in the middle of the Heavenly King Palace, looking at these little leeks with a smile, and pressed on the bowl with one hand, and the bowl made a crisp sound:

Huang Zhiyu knelt down on the futon, and a gray-robed monk stepped forward, and after seeing the body he handed over, he raised his knife and sang loudly:

"Listen to the great virtuous monk, there is a good man Chen Zhiyu who is a monk today, and the monk wants to live with great virtue, great virtue, you should know!"

"Great virtue knows, good men should call the holy name, Amitabha."

Huang Zhiyu was still there staring at the old monk stupidly, and when the old monk saw that he really looked like a fool, he was not angry, and pointed at him and said:

"You should call Amitabha."

"Oh, Amitabha."

Huang Zhiyu hurriedly clasped his hands together, and shouted in the same way as he was next to him, a strand of hair had fallen around the futon along the razor of the monk Hongyuan, and when he finished shaving, Huang Zhiyu hurriedly took out a small wooden box from the baggage, grabbed the hair and put it in.

The old monk pointed to the left, and the bareheaded Huang Zhiyu walked towards the precept courtyard with the other nine little novices with shaved heads.

They walked into the precept courtyard, there were already monks who burned incense waiting inside, looking at the red head of long incense, the little boys who knew what to do next did did not dare to step forward, only Huang Zhiyu walked in front stupidly, and the Hongyun monk at the door saw that he was still ignorant, and he didn't bother to remind him, just let the two older novices come over and clamp him, let him kneel in front of the statue of the patriarch, and hold a piece of long incense and pestle his head.

Huang Zhiyu only felt that the top of his head was warm and comfortable, and after a while, the two little novices holding him let go in shock, and Hongyun stared at the long incense in his hand with suspicious eyes, could it be that there is something wrong with today's incense, how can this little cub not even howl in his duty, are this year's newcomers so terrifying?

When Huang Zhiyu, who had received the "pure heart" vow, came out of the precept courtyard, the little novices outside did not hear him screaming, so they had the courage to walk in.

Nine small novices with a painful expression covering their heads followed the expressionless Huang Zhiyu into the Daxiong Treasure Hall, the treasure hall is really big, there are countless futons in front of the golden statue of the third Buddha, the new abbot Huisheng old monk is wearing a red gold robe, each holding the Dharma grid is pearl, agate, purple jade inlay, jewels sit on one of the big futons, behind them are white robes, blue robes, around the gray robe monks and green robes monks, see the Meng Tong who has changed into a black cloth novice dress come in, so let the disciples bring over one by one to give the name of the law.

Huang Zhiyu was the first in line, stepped forward and kowtowed respectfully to Abbot Huisheng, Huisheng casually pointed at a large golden prayer barrel on his side, a bottle word fell into his eyes, and a middle-aged monk in white robe standing next to him hurriedly sang:

"The great virtue monk gives, the good man Chen Zhiyu's Dharma name treasure bottle, go to the common name troubles, don't say it, with the treasure bottle should know, the treasure bottle kowtows to thank you."

Huang Zhiyu hurriedly bowed again, folded his hands and recited Amitabha, Huisheng saw that he was as tall as his peers, and his eyes were rarely bright, although his face was more handsome than other children, and his roots and bones were even better, but his understanding was really worrisome, and his heart was a little less mustard, so he pointed back, and the corners of a white-robed monk were windless, and the white-robed monk got up and walked to Huang Zhiyu, and said:

"Treasure bottle, poor monk Hongnian, will be your master in the future."

"The vase has seen the master."

Even if the vase was clumsy, he didn't dare to pretend to be stupid at this time, and hurriedly kowtowed respectfully to Hongnian, and followed Hongnian to the side of the main hall.

He squinted at the macro thought that did not say a word, this person had a fight with Bai Yunzi not long ago, he was a second-generation master with a backbone and an unbent backbone, and he would definitely be able to learn some real things when he sat down.

This year, a total of 3,288 people were admitted to the King Kong Gate, which is a big open door, and the small novices of the treasure generation were divided into their respective masters, Hongnian led the treasure vase, treasure fan, treasure ink, treasure book, treasure book, treasure book, treasure weapon, etc. 26 people went to the backyard meditation room, and saw that there were people in the meditation room that was cut down by Nangong with a sword, and Hongnian pointed to them to the west side of the neat meditation room:

"You and others first gathered here, and their own governors came to teach, and the Zen Monastery and Buddhism were forbidden to make loud noises, frolic, chase, gang, look east, and ......."

Hongnian said in one breath that eighteen must not be, there was already a gray-robed prefect monk to wait, and when he finished speaking, the governor led the ignorant six novices into the meditation room, the meditation room is full of Chase shops, about three or four hundred people can live in the appearance, the governor guarded the door, let them choose their own bed, the treasure bottle hurriedly ran to the back door to occupy a side bed, and after the novices came in one after another, the whole meditation room became a little lively, and the novices who muttered quietly sat or lay down, and there was no shape at all.

"Listen to Zhong Shifan, Wuguantang is behind the Sangha Temple, the wrong time, don't blame the poor monk for not reminding you."

The governor was too lazy to care about this group of monkey cubs, anyway, they were just Mengtong, and they could only be regarded as official disciples after passing the big exam, so there was no need to be so polite to them, so they left behind a sentence, and a group of novices began to chat about Zhang's family, Li Jiaxiao, completely ignoring the warnings of their respective masters, and waited until noon until noon before the governor came to take them to dinner.

In the Wuguan Hall of Nuoda, the monks have long been overwhelmed, the little novices only have two steamed buns for lunch, a bowl of porridge and a stack of pickles, the treasure bottle holds their own rice bowl, looking at the gray-robed monks with big fish and meat not far away, and the heart is not a taste.

At lunch, 3,288 novices were led by the governor in the Wenshu Monastery, and the six masters who were waiting here had asked them to sit down and teach the text, until they had ten minutes of dinner, and the treasure vase went to the Wuguan Hall, where he saw Li Yongqiang, who had a lonely face, shaved his hair, and was dressed in a gray robe.

Li Yongqiang finished the meal, sat in the corner of the gray-robed monk with a lonely expression, looked left and right at the treasure bottle, and did not see Yao Hong, who was not out of focus with him, and when he finished eating, he deliberately pulled back a few steps, and glanced at Li Yongqiang who came over, Li Yongqiang looked at him with red eyes, and said in a low voice:

"Senior Brother Yao is gone, he was beaten to death by that bastard in Baoshan."

"How could it be ......?"

The treasure bottle stood on the spot, but Li Yongqiang gritted his teeth and said:

"I want revenge!"

Hearing this, he watched Li Yongqiang walk out of Wuguan Hall in despair, his fists clenched, turned around and walked a few steps back to the meditation room of the little novices.