Chapter 4: The Mythical Version of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong
What have you gained, what do you say?
Do you know that the author who speaks half of the broken chapters will be exploded by the reader!
"Congratulations to the host for obtaining the first level of the mythical version of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong and automatically cultivating to the fullest. ”
The dragon elephant is like a gong, what a thing!
For the dragon elephant like a skill, Xuanzang naturally knows what it is.
In my previous life, I remembered that this seemed to be a villain named Jinlun, and he would be able to do martial arts.
It is rumored that there are thirteen times, and each time you practice one, you can have the power of one dragon and one elephant, and if you practice all of the thirteen times, you can have the power of thirteen dragons and thirteen elephants, and then you will be invincible in the world.
King Jinlun is a martial arts wizard, who has practiced the Dragon Elephant Prajna to the tenth level, with a punch and a kick with a thousand catties of power, and can be said to be a top master in that martial arts world.
However, the power of a thousand catties is useful for a wool!
Not to mention, some warrior monks of the Pure Land Temple.
Xuanzang saw that a warrior monk once moved a Buddha statue in the mountain gate around, as if it was playing.
Ma Dan, that Buddha statue is at least thousands of catties!
It is said that this is only a lower-average monk among the warrior monks.
Back then, when I saw this scene for the first time, I was stunned, and I desperately wanted to enter the martial arts academy.
After all, Xuanzang who doesn't want to be Tang San's funeral is not a good Xuanzang.
The iron fist is invincible, and the dream of fighting all over the westbound road is still to be had.
Well, then I was beaten up by the group of brothers and muscular men in the Martial Academy.
Amitabha, at that time, Xuanzang calculated a hexagram for them, and this group of warrior monks will have a bloody disaster in the future!
The monks don't speak.
Originally, I thought that after I became a Buddha, I would come back and settle the score.
I didn't expect to get the system, and the first reward turned out to be the dragon elephant like a gong, and there was only one weight.
Huh, wait.
Accepting the memory in his mind, Xuanzang was overjoyed.
This dragon elephant Prajna Gong didn't seem to be the same as the one in his memory.
The mythical version of the dragon elephant is like a work.
After Dacheng, he can really have the power of thirteen dragons and thirteen elephants.
"Click~"
The next moment, there was a sharp pain between the bones and the muscular membranes, and Xuanzang's tense spirit, which had been tortured by the banshee, could no longer support it, and fainted gorgeously.
......
"Oh oh oh~"
The rooster outside the window began to crow on time, and the sound was loud, and there was even a thick smug and a faint mockery.
Xuanzang remembered the last time he cleaned the steps of the mountain road.
The rooster frolicked a hen down the hill in the mountain trail.
Another day, I stewed this rooster and made soup.
"Oh, quack~"
The rooster outside the house seemed to sense some kind of malice in the dark, and his voice suddenly stopped.
But the disdain in his eyes was still full.
Madan, the temple of the pen, there is not a little hen, the chicken goes down the mountain every day, the mountain in the evening, a whole day of walking, just for those few seconds, is the chicken easy?
casually picked up the fat green worm that fell on the ground and ate it, and spit it out in disgust the next moment.
Ma Dan, even the insects are male, this temple eats jujube pills!
Xuanzang didn't care about the idea of the rooster outside, in fact, Xuanzang had been awake for a long time.
"Strength. ”
Reach out and make a fist!
"Bang~"
There was a faint sound of breaking the air between square inches.
The power of the dragon elephant!
Xuanzang felt that he was unprecedentedly strong, the qi and blood in his body were unprecedentedly strong, the blood flowed like the Yangtze River, and there were even dots of bronze on his skin.
And the power of the dragon elephant seems to be integrated into his bones, as long as he needs it, he can use it at any time.
Even, the system is very intimate to help itself hide this power to avoid being discovered by the gods and Buddhas.
As long as you don't cast yourself in front of them, you won't be discovered.
In the future, you can pretend to be weak in front of people, and you will be ruthless directly after people!
(*^▽^*)
Amitabha, how could a poor monk and a virtuous monk have a black hand behind his back.
Sins, sins, sins.
The thought of encountering a youkai in the future, when the youkai is ready to eat itself.
Your own backhand is a slap to blow the opponent's head.
That feeling must be very sour!
"Uncle Xuanzang, the host told you to hurry up and prepare. ”
Outside the door, the voice of envy and worship of the little novice came, making Xuanzang wake up from YY.
For more than 20 years, Xuanzang is the only person who is so young but has his own meditation room, and his reputation in the temple is not small.
The person with the deepest Dharma in the entire temple.
The smartest man in the entire temple.
The person with the deepest Buddha nature in the entire temple.
......
For so many years, Xuanzang himself didn't know how much halo he had on his head.
Some of these halos were obtained by themselves, and a larger part was installed by this group of high-level officials.
But there is no doubt that these little monks of the Pure Land Temple regard Xuanzang as their idol.
"Got it, go right away. ”
Xuanzang said.
After Xiao Shami left, Xuanzang did not go directly to the old monk.
Instead, he walked slowly to the windowsill.
There, a pot of verdant orchids is thriving.
Xuanzang of other temples is not clear, but the Pure Land Temple does not allow monks to raise flowers.
However, eight years ago, he won an old monk in the Dharma debate, and the presiding officer gave him permission to raise flowers.
I chose a pot of orchids to change the air in the house.
Taking a deep breath, the faint fragrance of flowers made Xuanzang feel like he was in an empty valley.
The empty valley gives birth to a quiet orchid, and the pole leans on the white stone.
"Soak up the sun, and the poor monk will come back to see you tomorrow at the latest. ”
As if talking to an old friend, Xuanzang slowly spoke to the orchid.
Boredom is really a disease sometimes, and Xuanzang feels that he is terminally ill.
To be able to treat a flower as a friend is not terminally ill, but what is it.
He turned and walked out of the meditation room.
The golden afterglow sprinkled down, setting off Xuanzang's tall and sacred.
The orchid leaves on the windowsill are windless and automatic, swaying in the wind.
It seems to be saying goodbye to Xuanzang, and it is like a little daughter-in-law waiting for her husband to return.
It's a pity that Xuanzang didn't see this scene.
Xuanzang's mood at this moment is quite complicated.
This is the first time he has gone down the mountain in more than 20 years.
Although I should be sad because I didn't get a reward for going down the mountain this time, I just couldn't suppress the excitement in my heart.
It's like going to a pedicure for the first time in my previous life.
Reverie about that seductive environment.
I knew that I might be disappointed when I got down the mountain, but I just couldn't help it.
It's like someone said that when you hear the scenery, you don't see the scenery, but every year the scenic spot is still a group of people who come and return with a bad mood.
Wait until the next holiday to repeat this doomed disappointment.
"Master. ”
trotted in front of the old monk and made a panting look.
"Well, let's go. ”
The old monk looked at Xuanzang with satisfaction, as if he was looking at the artwork he had created with his own hands, and the sense of accomplishment was full.
The old monk who was about to take a step suddenly paused, and looked at Xuanzang with some doubts.
"Xuanzang, do you feel anything wrong?"