According to the words of the old monk of Baoding, Chen Bai'an has now climbed a nine-story building, and he still has to help wash his body again, and the senior monk of Baoding Mahayana taught him the breathing method and fist method of the Great Leiyin Temple.

"Baoding, you take your little friend to the armory and let him choose. The monk said.

"Little friend, you might as well stay in Mount Meru for a long time, and learn the fists, kicks and breathing methods. ”

Chen Bai'an looked at Ye Pan'er, as if asking.

"Girl, you are faster than you expected, I thought it would take two or three years to cast a golden body, but now I have more time, you decide for yourself, Master can go back to Ziyang Mountain and wait for you. ”

Ye Pan'er replied, since the disciple is interested in practicing boxing, this is the top priority, how can he not agree.

"Master, I'm ......"

"That's it, I know your careful thoughts clearly, and the master can see through it, it's all up to you. ”

"Then there is a high monk to take care of the disciples, and when they finish their studies, they also hope to help escort them to the gate of the heavenly canopy, so that they can enter Middle-earth smoothly. ”

Ye Paner said with a fist at the monk again.

"That's natural, Sect Master Ye rest assured, the little master will never suffer the slightest grievance here; Zhiren, a senior monk in charge, hurriedly said.

"You practice hard and strive to return to Middle-earth as soon as possible, Master is waiting for you at home. With that, he rose into the air, went to the canopy, crossed the monstrous portal, handed over the papers, and returned to Middle-earth.

Chen Bai'an was a little dazed, and less than a day after coming to Sumeru Mountain, Ye Paner returned to Ziyang Mountain.

The golden body that should have been two or three years old was unexpectedly cast directly after most of the day's work, and the woman had mixed joys and sorrows, and she didn't know what the next two years would be.

"When is the little friend going to pick out the weapon?" asked Master Baoding.

Chen Bai'an stopped, "Don't worry, senior, it's more convenient when he leaves the mountain in the future......"

"It's good that the little friend decides. He casually threw Chen Bai'an a gilded jade plaque, "Xiaoyou take it, except for the Buddha Gate Forbidden Land, you can go to Mount Meru, and you can go up and down the mountain at will." ”

After the Zhiren monk finished speaking, he turned into flying flowers, and condensed from the futon in the distance, Chen Bai'an looked at it from a distance, although it was close in front of him, but it was real, as if there was nothingness in front of him.

"Little master, please come here, the old monk personally arranged a place for the little master. ”

Chen Bai'an finally settled in a bamboo garden at the foot of Mustard Seed Mountain, named Qinghai Zhutian, which is very green and quiet. It is especially suitable for breathing, breathing, and breathing.

The Mahayana monks personally taught the women's boxing method, to the yang to the rigid, with the Buddhism to breathe and breathe, the fist sound is like thunder, thunder and lightning surrounding. He also gave him the Vajra Samadhi palm, the highest place of cultivation, which can split the mountains and mountains and the sea.

After a full eighty-one days, the 81 Vajra hair care of the Buddha Gate jointly used the torrent of mental power to re-wash the woman's body, and the bones in the body were engraved with the Buddhist mantra.

The bones are like a thousand gold, squeezing the body and forging ahead. Practice everywhere in Mount Meru, step into the road of cultivation, and climb the peak of the Qi Refiner Mountain from the martial arts of the Golden Body Realm.

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Yangping Village.

Zhuang Yu, who repaired the mountain temple early, did not leave immediately, but forgot that he was outside the rivers and lakes, and he was a guest in the rivers and lakes, and he bought and sold in the rivers and lakes.

After traveling through the mountains and rivers, I stayed for more than 20 days before I moved, changed directions, and rushed to the northeast.

When Zhuang Yu left Yangping, he cleaned up the old woman's house, and the old woman was very reluctant to let go of the little girl for a long time.

Before leaving, the young man spared some road to the newly cast mountain temple, lit a pillar of incense, and turned to the northeast.

During the twenty days in her hometown, the female ghost in red secretly did some good things with the village at night, digging ditches and sucking the dead air of the village.

Zhuang Yu traveled through the mountains and rivers during the day, measuring the square circle, so that the female ghost Bai still left some karmic merits for the peace in her heart.

To the north, the terrain is gentle, and the mountains on the south side are high and dangerous, but there are more plains and swamps, and rainy weather is the majority.

Sleeping in the ancient temple.

The Hongchen monks were all refugees who couldn't fill their stomachs at the bottom of the mountain, so they went up to the mountain to become monks, and they had to do it as a last resort.

Zhuang Yu gave incense money, asked for a guest house and a little vegetarian food, went to the main hall, planned to burn incense and worship the Buddha, but unexpectedly had to collect some incense money, the young man was very helpless, and took out a hanging from the cloth bag, put it into the merit box, and then received three incense candles, burned incense to worship the Buddha.

Stepping into the hall, the Bodhisattva Buddha statue in front of him was rusty, the surface layer of gilded fragments had already been scraped clean, and the statue of Veda next to him even flew out of thin air with the magic weapon in his hand, holding it empty-handed.

Zhuang Yu shook his head helplessly, sincerely worship the Buddha, born from the heart, mortals look at mountains as mountains, and water as water, that is a big mistake.

The female ghost Bai still hasn't appeared, after all, the ghost path is all the way, and she was congenitally suppressed by the second sect of Buddhism and Taoism, and she can't turn over at all.

Hurriedly ate a vegetarian meal without oil and water, lit the lamp, the little girl quietly copied and wrote, Zhuang Yuduan sat down, and traveled thousands of miles.

With a place to live, in the end, the benefits of resting, at least less mosquito bites, or you have to keep an eye on it all night, just in case, it is very tiring.

The night was uneventful.

Following. Zhuang Yu was practicing early outside the guest house, breathing and breathing, and the temple host rushed to ask, "Donor, can you still feel at ease last night?"

Zhuang Yu hurriedly saluted and replied, "The abbot is polite, the habit of living." ”

"Let the donor laugh, now this Buddhist temple is full of people and ghosts, it is inevitable, they are all poor people, all for the sake of eating and wanting to live. The abbot of the temple said.

"Master don't say this, there is nothing wrong in living, not to mention that there is really a bodhisattva's blessing, and he will not blame him for the reason of the Fa, but he has saved his life and gained merit. ”

"Then please ask the donor to stay for a longer day, and please go to breakfast with the old man. The old abbot turned sideways and let Zhuang Yu go first.

Zhuang Yu did not refuse, the little girl was still asleep, so she went alone, went to the back hall, and was full of monks of all sizes, lined up, playing porridge, but she couldn't see a few grains of rice, and some little girls were abandoned by their parents, and they didn't know how to come to the temple, with a mouthful of food, a place to sleep, at least to survive.

Seeing the abbot coming with the newcomer, the crowd looked unkind, most of them thought that the old monk didn't know that he had got a big living person from there, and he had to squeeze some grains of rice out of the corners of their mouths to feed others.

Zhuang Yu was a little worried, the clear soup was not yet ripe sweet potatoes, and it lacked the rations of most monks and children here, and the world was too poor.

"Donor, please. The abbot said.

Zhuang Yu had a bowl of white porridge in front of him, with more grains of rice, and two broken sweet potatoes in the other black bowl.

"Donor, see and smile. Please settle for it. ”

Zhuang Yu smiled knowingly, picked up the sweet potato in the bowl and handed it to his mouth, unripe can withstand hunger, the young man understands very well, after all, he was like this when he was a child, and half of the stove was deliberately set aside to eat for a few more days.

I picked up the porridge bowl and drank some of it, but I was a little nauseated, and it seemed that it was boiled with moldy rice.

"Abbot, why is this rice moldy, and you still make porridge for these children?"

"Don't blame the donor, this small temple has a lot of porridge and little porridge, and there is not much money for incense, so it's very good to be able to buy some of these moldy rice from the market, how many people can't buy it?"

"The government doesn't care?"

The abbot was stunned for a moment, "The government, the donor laughed, how does the government manage us refugees?"

Zhuang Yu didn't say anything, in fact, he understood, but he was still very unwilling.

He took the porridge bowl and gave it to a few very young children, and said to the abbot, "Is there any meat that can be made in the temple?"

"Don't talk nonsense, Amitabha. Although we are useless monks, we will still keep in mind the rules and precepts of Buddhism. ”

"The boy is offended, and he has some entanglement in his lower pocket, and he plans to make some meat for these half-grown children, and of course I will buy some good rice and lettuce for the monks. Zhuang Yu explained.

The old monk abbot glanced at the young man, "The old man is confused, he only knows the rules and precepts, but he forgets that there are still a lot of children waiting to be fed." The benefactor is righteous, and the Buddha understands. Total Poverty Donor Arrangement. ”

"Well, please send two helpers to the bazaar with me to buy some things, and I hope the abbot will forgive me. ”

A group of monks and children looked at Zhuang Yu blankly, their eyes shining with gratitude.

At noon, Zhuang Yu followed the two monks and walked more than 30 miles before finding a market.

Fortunately, the two monks were stronger, one of them could carry two bags of rice, and the young man bought half of the pork, and a bag of millet specially used to cook porridge and half a bag of cabbage, carried it on his shoulders, and returned to the temple along the same road.

Because he was accompanied by two monks, Zhuang Yu carried meat and a bag of thinner rice grains, plus half a sack of cabbage, which was the heaviest, but he walked briskly, walked in the front, and stopped from time to time to wait for the monks.

In the eyes of the little girl, they were themselves five years ago, there was no food, no one was in pain, until she met Zhuang Yu, someone was hurting, and there was a home; of course, these children were also former teenagers, so Zhuang Yu would be very unbearable to watch the children suffer.

Shi Xiaoke squatted on the ground, looking at Zhuang Yu's departure, just thinking about when his brother would come back, he saw a distant figure getting closer and closer, shouldering a lot of things,

"My brother is back. After the little girl finished speaking, she slipped away and ran to pick up Zhuang Yu.

When the abbot saw this, he couldn't help but take a long beard and nodded.

Zhuang Yu carried the meat away from the temple and put it down, and said hello to the abbot, and a child next to him who was not much taller than the little girl said, "Your brother is really strong." ”

Shi Xiaoke pursed his mouth, tilted his head, crossed his hands on his hips, raised his toes, and replied without any ambiguity, "That's it." ”

Zhuang Yu shook his head helplessly, and helped the little girl straighten her little head, otherwise she would be a little floating when she walked.

Only then did the abbot see the two monks behind him, with two sacks of rice on their shoulders, panting, and when they arrived at the temple, they put the rice bags lightly, and then sat on the ground with their butts, unable to stand up again.

The abbot smiled lightly, glanced at the young man, and saw it in his heart......