Early the next morning, after the morning bell, the treasure bottle followed a group of small novices to the Daxiong Treasure Hall, there are many monks in the Vajra Gate, the morning class can not be done together, they have to be divided into thirteen batches of the treasure generation, first burn incense to worship the Buddha, and then kneel and sit to listen to the scriptures, the monks on the big futon speak vaguely and obscurely, the little monks on the futon are drowsy, in the words of the stone, this is simply taking off their pants and farting, when today, who would listen to you a piece of scripture and put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha? It's better to save this façade and spend time on practicing martial arts hard and subduing people with martial arts.

The treasure bottle was originally able to hear the upper and lower eyelids fighting, but after a scripture, he sat up straight with a spirit, and looked at the white-robed monk who was sitting on the big futon with his eyes closed and preaching, the monk seemed to be called Hongxu, a rare monk in the temple, and the waist was still nine-grade sewn silk, and even the eight-grade wooden card was not mixed, but he learned Buddhism, not good at martial arts, and the Vajra Gate also needed these monks who were proficient in Buddhism to decorate the façade, in other words, this is the corporate culture of this era, marking the historical heritage of the Vajra Gate.

Therefore, the status of the monks is very high, although they have no real power, but you must at least ensure the respect on the scene, otherwise what is the difference between your King Kong Sect and the sect that shouts and kills on the rivers and lakes.

Hongxu finished speaking the Great Light Mantra, the scriptures of the Great Light Mantra drilled into the ears of other novices, the left ear went in and the right ear went out, useless, but the scriptures drilled into the ears of the vase, but turned into a little golden light through the book reed above the head, the dark light of the Tao Te Ching flowing in the crane lamp suddenly gushed out, and the bright point was cut into a mess, and later separated, retreated into the crane lamp, the bright light faded half, fell behind Huang Zhiyu, a ten-meter-high golden statue of the Great Sun Rulai faintly appeared behind him, his eyes were slightly open, his face showed a kind color, and the corners of his mouth hung with a smile.

Huang Zhiyu, who had no sanity, and Bai Yunzi, who also had no sanity, sat opposite each other across the bookcase, and the moral golden light behind Bai Yunzi was stimulated by the Buddha statue of the Dharma Body of the Great Sun Rulai behind Huang Zhiyu to flicker with brilliant silver-white light, and for a while, the silver and gold two-color light cluster became more and more dazzling, as if two rounds of stars were lit in the book reed.

The vase stared at Hongxu with round eyes, Hongxu sighed, opened his eyes and saw a crooked and crooked place around him, sighed in his heart, and then brushed his sleeves to let them disperse, and a group of novices hurriedly got up and closed their mouths to declare the Buddha's name, and fled for their lives out of the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

The treasure bottle turned back step by step, reluctantly followed the novices to the back of the Dharma Hall, Hongnian was already waiting at the door, let the twenty-six little novices follow him to a clean room, he only taught two kinds of martial arts, the little Arhat fist and the Prajna heart, these leather monkeys can be used to integrate these two martial arts in four years, they can apply for the annual apprentice exam, if it is still half-baked after four years, then sorry, the Vajra Gate does not contain waste, note, here refers only to those who have no background.

First meditate and practice the heart method, I have to say, Hong Nian is a conscientious master of the Gong Gong, the short Prajna Heart Sutra was pinched and crushed by him and slowly said, the treasure bottle only took ten minutes to cultivate this heart method, he stared at the mouth of the mouth flying Hong Nian with burning eyes, the other five junior disciples listened to it in a cold sweat, full of doubts, and could not touch the threshold of internal force at all.

Seeing the solemn expressions of these twenty-six disciples, Hongxu comforted them with two words, this cultivation of internal strength is not an overnight thing, ask them to get up and move their muscles and bones, and then he will lead them to play the little Arhat boxing one move at a time.

It was until noon, and the stomachs of all the disciples were rumbling, and Hongnian asked them to go to Wuguantang for dinner, and after the meal, it was a lunch class, and this time it was replaced by Hongxu's senior brother Hongyang, who talked about the Diamond Sutra of the temple of the King Kong Gate.

The others simply fell asleep with their heads down, but Huang Zhiyu listened attentively. At this time, among the book reeds, Huang Zhiyu has an incarnation Buddha Buddha with a head full of bags, this Buddha is ten meters high, closed his eyes, and the smile is even worse, echoing with the great day of the day, the golden light suddenly overshadowed the moral circle light behind Bai Yunzi, illuminating the entire book Lu Jin Brilliant, just when Baiyunzi was suppressed and was about to be annihilated, the colorful flames in the crane lamp rushed to the two Buddha statues, the two Rulai opened their eyes together, the golden body was brilliant, in a vain attempt to compete with the colorful flames, but only carried less than half a second, the two Rulai raised their hands and surrendered, the golden body of the Buddha light has converged, and the moral light has formed a balanced trend.

The colorful flame flew back to the wick of the crane lamp in a circle on the two rays of light, and the hot treasure bottle also breathed a sigh of relief, and continued to stare at Master Hongyang, Hongyang originally shook his head, this year martial arts are respected, Buddhism is such a thing as no one cares at all, even if everyone is a monk, but only these monks are still holding the precepts, and the other senior brothers and brothers, uncles and uncles have already broken the fifty-eight precepts, and the Amitabha Buddha in their mouths is not at all like the Buddha's authentic style.

While sighing, he suddenly found that there was a tall and handsome little monk sitting down in the futon, staring at him with bright eyes, Hongyang hurriedly looked at it seriously, only to see the little monk's sword eyebrows and starry eyes, red lips and white teeth, faintly revealing a heroic spirit between the eyebrows, kneeling posture is even more standard, the expression is serious and serious listening, can't help but let Hongyang feel a burst of relief in his heart, the secret Buddha is at ease in the dark, when there are talented people bathing in the Buddha's light.

So he cheered up, even if there was only one little novice who listened carefully, he Hongyang should let the Buddha's light shine on the true monk who has the heart to the Buddha.

One is willing to fight and one is willing to suffer, time passes in the process of Hongyang constantly nodding at the treasure bottle, and the treasure bottle continues to smile, until the governor looks at the door, and constantly stretches out his hand to prompt the tow, Hongyang reacts, he stretched out his hand together, stood up and walked to the treasure bottle with a serious aftertaste, stretched out his hand and gently patted him on the shoulder:

"If you have a heart for the Buddha, you can go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to find a poor monk after the evening class."

"Yes."

The vase responded, Hongyang pronounced the Buddha name full of energy, and the little novices who had taken a nap for half an hour woke up slowly, and when they heard that the class was over, they hurriedly ran towards the Dharma Hall, they really didn't have that Huigen, and listened to the scriptures here for half an hour, it was better to go to the Dharma Hall to practice the internal skills.

The evening class is Hongxu preaching the Lotus Sutra, probably in private and Hongyang has communicated, Hongxu came up to find the vasive nephew who stands out from the crowd, his spirit of lecture is ten times more abundant than in the morning class, it is completely to the futon where the vase is located, and constantly reciprocate with an encouraging smile, the vase listens to the Lotus Sutra, and there is one more medicine teacher in the book Lu Buddha, the newcomer Medicine Buddha saw the Dao Gate Yuanguang, and was about to press the Buddha with the Buddha, so it was packed up by the colorful flames, and the vase looked at the book Lu that was balanced and balanced, Hurriedly and satisfactorily reported to Hongxu with a concentrated attitude, so that Hongxu nodded again and again, feeling that it seemed that there was going to be a monk this year.

When he went to dinner after the evening class, Li Yongqiang, who got the Treasure Crown Fa, was still that listless, and the treasure bottle passed by him when he was eating, and asked quietly:

"Which is Baoshan?"

Li Yongqiang glanced at him, his spirit recovered slightly, but he shook his head and said:

"Next year's big competition in the sect, I will take his dog's life, you haven't passed the big test yet, don't get involved."

After speaking, regardless of the vase's eyes, he walked to the table of the gray-robed monks, and those gray-robed monks saw Li Yongqiang coming, and they willingly let go of the way, after all, the grievances between Li Yongqiang, who is known as the crown of the law, and the Baoshan monk who killed people at the entrance have long been spread, although private fights are strictly prohibited in the door, but every year, a big comparison is a formal way for these people to solve grievances, you are in the ring with both feet, that is, life and death, and no matter how you look at it, Baoshan with a background is much more powerful than the wild way of Baoguan.

The vase walked towards the group of black-robed novices with the rice tray a little suffocated, but Shi came over with the rice tray and said in a low voice in his ear:

"Don't contact Baoguan, he has been targeted by the group of people in Baoshan, although he will not kill people, there are a lot of ways to make trips, in addition, Baoxiang's gang is very dissatisfied with you, I will say that the little girl's skin is not a good thing, or your family is intimate, hey, I just don't know if her little maid is good in the Holy Realm Mountain?"

After saying that, he hurriedly left, the treasure bottle walked back to his seat with his head bored, and quietly looked sideways, the gray-robed monk was clearly divided into factions, and sure enough, he saw the Baoxiang and Baoding group of people in the bald head, he frowned, and turned his head to look at the warblers and Yanyan of the monk companion and the female walker, but saw that a group of women of all sizes were there to comment on them.

"Treasure Vase, do you want a monk's companion?"

The treasure book on the side looked at him with a wicked smile, the treasure bottle folded his hands, recited Amitabha Buddha, and shouted in his heart, so he stuffed the steamed bun in a few bites, drank the porridge with a smile, and turned around and walked out of the Wuguan Hall.

"Treasure Bottle!"

When I went out, I bumped into Hongnian who was guarding the door, the masters of the Hongzi generation ate in the small canteen on the side of Lanruo Temple, and they would not eat at the same table with the little cubs of the Baozi generation.

Hongnian is quite satisfied with him, although this kid has a bad understanding, but the little Arhat boxing is called a good one, only one day is about seventy percent proficient under the condition that he does not use internal force, it is indeed the best qualification, but he has many doubts in his heart, Hongxu and Hongyang, the two pretentious and high-minded Wen monks, don't know why they sat at the table of his vulgar martial monk, and they are praising his eldest disciple Bao Vase for being a person with wisdom roots, hoping to have the opportunity to come to him as a monk. Let's see if we can lead the vase to the path of Buddhism.

Huigen?

Hongnian's eyes were firmly fixed on the handsome and handsome big disciple, but his eyes were a little dull, he had a bad temper, his personality was upright, and there was no room for sand in his eyes, he used to practice alone, but this year there were too many small novices, and a warrior monk like him who specialized in martial arts had to come out to take his apprentices.

This is the first time he has taken an apprentice, and he has no experience, so he really can't tell whether he is stupid or wise.

"You did a good job in morning, lunch and evening, and the two senior brothers Hongxu and Hongyang praised you well."

The vase stretched out his hand and scratched the back of his head, and asked with a slightly hesitant expression:

"Dare to ask Master, are those two uncles who sing very well?"

Hongnian's eyes narrowed, and there was a burst of Amitabha Buddha in his heart, I have a big grass, and the monk is lecturing, although it does sound a bit like singing a dialect tune, but people are preaching Buddhism, and you should listen to the song together.

"Be bold, don't say this again in the future, otherwise it will be difficult for you to gain a foothold in the temple!"

"Yes."

The treasure bottle hurriedly lowered his head and admitted his mistake, Hongnian sighed helplessly, originally thought that this kid was pretending to be stupid, but he didn't expect it to be really stupid, and he had no other thoughts at the moment, and pointed to the distant drum tower:

"After the drum tower is the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, remember, don't talk nonsense in the past, it annoyed your two uncles, and the teacher can't protect you."

"The disciple obeys the teacher's orders."