Bang bang bang!

The bell suddenly became louder.

And seeing that the square-faced monk who was about to coerce Feng Lin Wan and forcibly take him away if he didn't talk properly, his face showed pain, and the whole person suddenly seemed to be pressed by Mount Tai, kneeling on the ground, his teeth crunching.

Feng Linwan didn't put on a panicked and unknown expression like an ordinary child, but folded his hands together and took the initiative to say: "Amitabha!"

Of course, it was impossible for him to follow this square-faced monk away.

Entering the Hanging Temple and becoming a disciple of the abbot of Great Compassion, this is a good start for Feng Lin Wan and selected for himself.

No matter how many pits there are behind this identity.

At least the name is solidified first.

If you want to become an immortal, it seems extraordinary, and let the people of the world regard it as an immortal, you must lay the foundation from the beginning and have the wind and bones of an immortal.

What is Immortal?

The immortal word is taken apart, a person is a mountain, and a person sits on the mountain, which is extraordinary and unearthly.

Although he does not set foot in the red dust, the world is full of legends.

Therefore, Feng Linwan first set a small goal for himself... That is to become the representative of the Hanging Temple, a generation of young holy monks.

Of course, this can't make him an immortal, but it is conducive to promoting his fame and setting some foundations.

The door to the meditation room opened.

Two monks with solemn faces and holding magic weapons strode in.

didn't look at Feng Linwan, as if dragging an animal, dragging the square-faced monk out of the meditation room.

As one of the three righteous paths on this planet, the Hanging Temple can break into it and take away important people if anyone comes to it. Wouldn't that be too much of a parallel import?

The meditation room closed again and fell silent.

Feng Linwan stood quietly in place, without any reaction.

His behavior just now didn't seem to have the slightest touch on the monks who were monitoring this meditation room at all times.

Feng Lin Wan was not discouraged.

The Buddha is inevitably prejudiced, let alone these monks.

The real great virtue is never because of how many Buddhist scriptures you have read or how many methods you have cultivated, but how much goodness you have stored in your heart, how many things you have seen through, and how much persistence you have.

God may not exist, but angels must be on earth.

After three days of tedious ceremonies, all the cumbersome rites finally came to an end.

And the abbot of the Great Compassion of the Hanging Temple, who is about to accept apprentices... And the news that it is the youngest son of the former sect leader of the Tiansheng Sect has also spread all over the world.

Some people say that the abbot of great compassion is compassion and sacrifices his life to overcome demons.

Some people also say that the little devil should be cut with a knife, don't delay the abbot of Great Compassion practice.

Some people also say that this is a tiger breeding, and the heir of the devil is the devil's cub, and sooner or later, the devil's cub will re-embark on the old road and cannot be changed.

Few people say that it was just a child.

What's wrong with him?

Of course, it should not be that there is no such voice, but that such a voice has been ignored and covered up.

Sometimes, it's not necessarily that people are evil, but those who are responsible for delivering the message in the middle have a biased heart.

In the sound of wooden fish, Feng Lin was introduced into the main hall by several old monks in robes.

On the hall of the Great Hero, the great monk sitting on the left and right, wearing precious light, or showing compassion on his face, or solemn, or looking jealous and hateful, or with sorrow on his face...

In the murmur of scriptures, Feng Lin Wan even thought in a trance that he had come to the West Heavenly Spirit Mountain.

"Sure enough, the foundation of the Hanging Temple is still profound, although there are no seventh-level monks yet, but at a glance, there are at least seven or eight great monks who already have sixth-level energy standards. As mentioned earlier, the so-called sixth-level myth is a kind of ascension of the essence of life, using high-level energy to penetrate the body and soul and change the original class.

Although there is no immortal energy in this world, there are still some energy that is half a level higher than ordinary aura.

This energy... In this world, it is called 'Gangqi' and 'Evil Qi', the righteous path refines Gang, and the evil demon refines the outer way, once the Tiangang or the earth evil enters the body and runs through the whole body, it fades away from the original mortal body, and life gains a certain qualitative leap.

Although it cannot live forever, it has changed from the original short-lived species to an immortal species, which can survive for 500 to 800 years.

As one of the three noble paths, there are a total of fifteen different kinds of Gang Qi circulating in the Hanging Temple.

Among them, the most high-quality Wanmiao Liuligang, refining the body, can condense the body of the glass ten thousand laws, has a long life, and there are many miracles.

Under the huge golden-bodied Buddha statue, the old monk sat cross-legged, his body looked like green jade glass, and at a glance, he could even see the bones and meridians.

But I didn't feel sick at all.

A burst of strange fragrance emanated, and Feng Linwan's mind was slightly dizzy.

The strange fragrance was dissolved and digested by the true qi of the sealed forest night.

At this time, Feng Lin Wan turned Zhen Qi into the most ordinary breath, existing between his body, even if he was at the eighth level, lacking the knowledge of the powerhouses of the Galaxy Era, he couldn't see that he already had a wonderful cultivation.

What's more, the old monk under the Golden Buddha should only be at level seven, at most in the direction of level eight, trembling slightly by half a step.

If you want to really step in, I'm afraid it's still a long way off.

On the surface, it seems to be controlled.

Feng Linwan followed the traction of the strange fragrance and knelt in front of the Golden Buddha.

The old monk took out a razor, opened his mouth and asked, "Do you live as long as you can, if you don't kill, can you hold it?"

Feng Linwan seemed to be confused, but he acted as if he was out of his heart, without any struggle, without resistance, and replied very naturally: "Yes!"

The old monk narrowed his eyes slightly, and then asked, "Do you live as long as you can, if you don't commit adultery, can you hold it?"

Feng Linwan replied honestly: "Yes!"

With Feng Linwan's answer, the long hair on his head will always fall off piece by piece.

After a few words, Feng Linwan has become a yin and yang head.

The so-called ten precepts of Buddhism: do not kill, do not steal, do not commit adultery, do not lie, do not drink, do not decorate, do not sing, dance and observe, do not sit on a high bed, do not eat out of time, and do not accumulate gold and silver treasures. Before entering the shaving, the great monk who shaved the ordination will torture him.

The old monk secretly used means to manipulate Feng Lin Wan, for fear that he would say something that should not be said on such a solemn occasion.

If this is the case, wouldn't it be ridiculous and generous for a show?

And Feng Linwan's active cooperation made everything more natural, which made the old monk suspect that these words came from his heart, and there were slight ripples in his heart.

But it's just a little bit.

"If there is a wicked person, all of them will be destroyed in all directions, countless evils will be killed, and the left and the left will meet, what should you do?" After the cliché, the old monk cut to the chase.

The wicked man in his mouth must be alluding to the deceased sect leader of the Tiansheng Sect.

And under the manipulation of the old monk, the answer he wants to hear is nothing more than sacrificing his life, killing demons, maintaining the right path, and so on.

In this way, although he was so unpopular that there was a remark that the son killed his father, it promoted his Dharma and propagated his righteous path.

"I am willing to turn into a livestock in the ten directions, reincarnate for a hundred generations, pay off his debts, kill life and protect the way, and remove karma and not people. Feng Linwan clasped his hands together, and his clear voice resounded above the main hall, kowtowing slightly towards the tall golden Buddha.