Three days later, Wang Du went out with the exemption certificate given to him by Shen Chenxin, and he was accompanied by Wang Feng, Qian Fatzi, Lu Ke and Lu Yuan.

Wang Feng is the prince, he naturally has the qualifications to be exempted from the examination, and Qian Fatzi is even more outrageous, it is said that the vice president of Tianqian Academy begged Qian Fatzi to go to Tianqian Academy to study.

Among the five people, only Lu Ke and Lu Yuan, brothers and sisters, need to pass the exam to enroll.

Qian Fatzi deliberately slowed down and walked at the back with Lu Yuan, he reached out to pull Lu Yuan's arm from time to time, but his outstretched hand was knocked off by Lu Yuan every time.

These small actions naturally can't hide from Wang Du and the three of them, but Wang Du and Wang Feng snickered maliciously, only Lu Ke has a black face, and he is afraid that he will explode at any time.

It didn't take long for the three of them to come to a magnificent complex, which was the Tianqian Academy located in Tianfeng City!

At this time, Tianqian Academy was already very lively, and people who came from all over the mainland to sign up surrounded it two days ago.

"Donor, the little monk has come all the way here, and I ask the donor to give to me. ”

Just when Wang Du and the others arrived at the gate of Tianqian Academy, they saw a bald-headed monk holding a stone bowl to turn into a passerby.

"Monk?"

Wang Du was surprised, why did there be a monk on the Tianqian Continent this time?

"Madman, why is there a monk here?"

Wang Du looked at Wang Feng, he hoped that Wang Feng could give him an answer.

"Boss, he is a Zen person, and judging by his clothes, he should be a monk of the Zen generation. Wang Feng recognized the origin of the little monk.

Zen Buddhism, a very special sect on the Tianqian Continent, no one knows when this mysterious sect was born, nor does they know the true background of this sect.

Zen Buddhists devote themselves to cultivation and do not participate in any disputes of fame and fortune in the world, but every thousand years they send a disciple to the world to practice.

According to the oldest legends, when this disciple stepped out of the door of Zen Buddhism, he had no hair on his body, and everything about him had to be obtained by turning to others.

"Donor, little monk, please give to me. ”

The little monk did not receive alms from the first passer-by, and then he said the same to the second person he met. However, the same second one still didn't give any charity to the little monk, and even kicked the little monk.

"Get out of my way, stinky food, don't get in my way. ”

"Sin, sin, the little monk only cares about the fate but doesn't pay attention to blocking the convenience of the donor, the little monk is really a sin. ”

The little monk was not angry when he was kicked, but even apologized to the man for his sins.

"Hmph, forget it, look at your stupid brain, use this money to buy a roast chicken to eat. ”

The person who kicked the little monk saw that the little monk was so good-tempered, and he suddenly felt embarrassed, and hurriedly took out some broken silver from his pocket and wanted to throw it into the little monk's stone bowl.

"Donor, by all means, the little monk can only accept the alms of vegetarian food such as steamed bread and gruel, gold and silver treasures, meat and fish, etc., and the little monk will never dare to touch it. ”

Just when the man wanted to throw the silver into the little monk's stone bowl, the little monk suddenly turned his wrist over and buckled the stone bowl, causing the silver to fall directly to the ground.

"You little bald head doesn't know how to lift, do you like it or not, I don't bother to pay attention to you. ”

As soon as he broke his sleeves, the passer-by who had kicked the little monk before brushed his sleeves away.

"Donor, please also give alms to the little monks. ”

The little monk didn't stop him, but said the same thing to the next person very indifferently.

Wang Du looked at the little monk with interest, he saw the extraordinary in this little monk.

The little monk turned into a man as he walked, but he didn't succeed, either others were unwilling to give him alms, or others gave him gold and silver.

"Donor, little monk, please give to me. ”

The little monk had found a new target, but this time the target he was looking for didn't look like someone who had the ability to give him alms.

It was an old woman huddled in a corner, wearing a tattered garment that looked like it hadn't been washed in years, because it was shiny and stamped.

The old woman's hair was gray, and there were many abscesses on her face and arms, and many passers-by walked past her and had to quickly cover their noses, and it was obvious that the old woman was not only dirty but also smelly.

The old woman heard someone talking to her, and hurriedly reached out and groped on the ground, and after a long time, the old woman touched a broken porcelain bowl.

"You haven't eaten for a long time, although the old woman wants to help you, but I have nothing to give you except this half bowl of sour and ugly rice soup. ”

The old woman is old, her eyes can no longer see clearly, the little monk is obviously on her left, but she is talking in the direction of the right.

"Donor, the little monk still wants to ask you to give to me. ”

As if the little monk hadn't heard of it, he insisted on asking the old woman to give him alms.

"Boss, wait for me, I'll buy all the steamed buns on this street immediately. ”

The fat man couldn't stand it anymore, and he wanted to buy all the steamed buns on the street as soon as possible to give them to the old woman and the little monk.

But Wang Du grabbed him and said, "Fatty, don't worry. ”

The little monk stood reverently in front of the old woman, he put his hands together in front of him, and bowed slightly. Dream Island Library

The old woman trembled her hands and slowly picked up the broken porcelain bowl on the ground, during which the old woman also wiped the edge of the porcelain bowl with her sleeve, and finally the old woman carefully handed the porcelain bowl to her side.

The little monk hurriedly took the broken porcelain bowl handed by the old woman, and then knelt down and held the porcelain bowl in his hand.

"Amitabha, thank you Lord for giving me a lot. ”

The little monk chanted the Buddha's words, and then picked up the broken porcelain bowl in his hand with great reverence.

"Gollum, Gollum"

The little monk gulped down the sour rice soup in the broken porcelain bowl, as if it were some kind of human delicacy.

Wang Du was sure that the rice soup had long since spoiled, because he could smell a trace of sour smell from afar.

The little monk's actions attracted everyone's attention, and they all regarded the little monk as a monster, and they gave him money to buy meat to eat, but instead served the sour rice soup as if it were delicious.

"Amitabha, thank you for your generosity. ”

The little monk drank the sour and stinky rice soup in the broken porcelain bowl, and then he gently put down the broken porcelain bowl in his hand, and then prostrate on the ground to make a big gift to the old woman.

"Child, you must be hungry, you can eat this half of the steamed bun too. ”

The old woman fumbled in her arms for a long time, then took out a rag bag, opened the layers of rags, and everyone saw that half of the black steamed buns were wrapped in dry and some plum spots.

The old woman is old, it is already very difficult to beg for food, this half of the steamed bun was given to her by a passing child a month ago, she has been reluctant to eat, because she feels that she is going to die, she intends to save it for the last moment of her life.

"Amitabha, the little monk who has been away from the sect for a long time finally sees the Bodhisattva today. ”

The old monk chanted the Buddha's words again, and then a burst of divine light flowed out of the little monk's body!

A miracle happened, the old woman became young with the naked eye under the light of the gods, although not to the point of returning to old age, but she had a lot more vitality than before, and looked at least thirty years younger.

The abscesses on her body were all gone, and the broken porcelain bowl on the ground became a golden bowl.

"Amitabha, thank you!"

The little monk got up, and then slowly walked into the gate of Tianqian Academy.

"I'll go, why is this little monk so powerful?"

Wang Feng was dumbfounded, he didn't even look at this little monk so powerful.

Wang Du didn't show any surprise, he just said: "Great Virtue".

"It was my family's lost golden bowl, and I finally found it today!"

A person who was watching the excitement suddenly rushed out of the crowd, and he ran to the old woman like crazy to snatch the golden bowl, but the old woman didn't react at all, and the golden bowl on the ground was snatched away by the man in his arms.

At the same time, several more people ran out and snatched the man, and they all claimed that the golden bowl was their belongings.

"A herd of animals!"

Wang Feng wanted to punish those people, but before Wang Feng could make a move, those people let out a creepy scream!

"Ahh

"Ahh

"Ahh

"Ahh

For a while, the screams continued, and when I heard these screams, there were a few people who wanted to snatch the golden bowl and sat on the ground in fright!

Wang Du chuckled, this retribution came too quickly.

"Do more good deeds, and suffering can be solved, but if you do evil again, the gods will not be able to save you." ”

The voice of the little monk from before came from inside the Tianqian Academy.

"Interesting, it seems that there are many wonderful things in this world waiting for me to discover. ”

Wang Du chuckled, and then walked into the Tianqian Academy.

Seeing that Wang Du and a few people also entered the Tianqian Academy, the people outside immediately boiled, they had been waiting here for a long time, but the guard refused to let them in.

"They're all in, so shouldn't we be able to go in too?"

One shouted in the crowd, and then these people began to rush towards the Tianqian Academy.

"Buzz!"

A transparent wall kept everyone out, and these people were not allowed to enter without permission.

"Everybody line up, someone will come and register for you later, and after you will get a test, and those who pass the test will be allowed to take the entrance test. ”

A young man's voice sounded, it turned out that these people were all people who were not qualified to take the entrance exam, and the population of the Tianqian Continent was too large, so it was naturally impossible for the Tianqian Academy to send an invitation to everyone who met the requirements.

Therefore, if you want to enter Tianqian College, 99% of them need to come to Tianqian College to register for the entrance examination. Moreover, even if they are qualified for the entrance exam, these people will face an elimination rate of up to 90 percent, so it is conceivable how difficult it is to enter Tianqian Academy.