The few short words of the Crying Venerable made Ning Chen's image of the monks of this Cloud Cliff Temple change greatly, although he had already had a little subconscious before.

Monks, monks... What a monk.

How many of the monks on the rivers and lakes are really monks for the sake of becoming monks?

No wonder there are only a few high-ranking monks.

The Weeping Venerable had already left, and told Ning Chen that as long as he didn't leave the island, he could walk as he pleased.

Don't go out of the island... He wants to get out, can he get out?

He didn't know where he was now, what he could do when he ran out.

Get lost in the sea and die in the belly of a fish?

Stupidity.

However, temporarily away from the place of right and wrong in the imperial court, Ning Chen actually felt a burst of relief.

The bottleneck of the Cloud Shadow Sword is also faintly loosened a little, but it is a pity that he has no sword in his hand now.

"Huh?"

Ning Chen, who was wandering around the temple, saw a familiar figure.

It was Wei Zixun who came with him, and at this moment Wei Zixun had already put on a monk's robe, which was quite a bit of a warrior monk.

"Smack!"

"One thousand three hundred and twenty-one. ”

"Smack!"

"One thousand three hundred and twenty-two. ”

Ning Chen looked at Wei Zixun, who was counting while smashing his head with a brick, and asked, "Brother Wei, what are you doing?"

"Smack!"

"One thousand three hundred and twenty-three. ”

After Wei Zixun finished counting, he looked at Ning Chen beside him, smiled bitterly, and then said: "Daily morning class, practice iron head gong... Fifteen hundred bricks need to be broken. ”

"It's a waste. Ning Chen looked at the residue on the ground.

"Rest assured. A grinning voice came from behind the two of them, it was a laughing Maitreya: "There is a brick-burning workshop on the island, I am not afraid of not being enough, these residues can also be used and recycled." ”

"Your Holiness. Ning Chen remembered the words of the Crying Venerable, and arched his hand at the Laughing Venerable.

"Do I need to do the same too?" Ning Chen pointed at himself, secretly lying in his heart, his head was afraid that he would not be able to withstand the destruction of fifteen hundred bricks.

"You are not a disciple of a poor monk. Venerable Xiao's smile did not change, and then he said, "Why don't you go and ask your master?"

The Laughing Venerable left with a smile.

"Smack!"

"One thousand three hundred and twenty-four. ”

"Slowly, slowly. Ning Chen stopped Wei Zixun, who continued to destroy him, and asked, "Didn't you say that there are many disciples in Yunya Temple, and you can't let go of many of them?"

"Is there it?" Wei Zixun raised his eyebrows, looked at Ning Chen and said, "It's always been like this since yesterday?"

Ning Chen forgot that Wei Zixun was still in a coma when Venerable Xiao said this again, so he changed his words: "Brother Wei is the one thousand two hundred and thirty-four disciples that the master can't accept, right?"

"There's such a thing. Wei Zi looked for a point.

"Smack!"

"One thousand three hundred and twenty-five. ”

"But Brother Wei has seen the one thousand two hundred and thirty-three senior brothers in front of you?" Ning Chen touched his chin, and then said, "You don't need one thousand two hundred, even one hundred and twenty. ”

It's a bit strange to say that. Wei Zixun nodded, and then said, "But what's the matter with us?"

"This is Senior Brother Chen. A little monk ran to Ning Chen and Wei Zixun's side and asked.

Ning Chen reacted for a moment before he realized that this little novice was calling himself: "Exactly, is there something wrong with the little junior brother?"

"Master Abbot and Master Don't pass you into the Hall of the Great Hero. Little Shami said.

"Daxiong Treasure Palace?" Ning Chen was slightly stunned in his heart, this is really formal enough.

For the Daxiong Treasure Palace, Ning Chen still has some shallow understanding.

Among Buddhist monasteries, the Daxiong Hall is the main hall.

The Daxiong Hall is the core building of the entire monastery, and it is also the place where monks concentrate on practicing in the morning and evening. The Daxiong Treasure Hall ** enshrines the Buddha statue of the Buddha Shakyamuni.

The great one means to contain all things, and the male one means to subdue the demons. Because Shakyamuni Buddha has full wisdom and can dominate the world, the Buddha's disciples respectfully call him Nobita. The treasure of the treasure hall refers to the three treasures of the Buddha, Dharma and Sangha.

Ning Chen followed Xiao Shami all the way to the outside of the treasure hall, the door of the treasure hall was not closed, the hall was more than three zhang and nine feet wide, three bays, and three zhang and six feet deep. Single eaves rest on the top of the mountain, four out of the corridor, the front heavy eaves hug the building, and the yellow glazed tile covers the roof.

There is a couplet at the entrance of the hall: "Vulture Spirit Vulture Spirit, True Look, True Look, True Look, True Look."

Ning Chen always felt that he had seen this couplet somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

In the place where the eye enters, there are three main Buddha statues in the middle, a Shakyamuni Buddha in the middle, and two more on the left and right, but Ning Chen does not know it.

Behind the three main Buddhas, there are three Bodhisattvas, although Ning Chen can't sit in the opposite number, but he can roughly guess that it is Guanyin, Manjushri and Puxian three masters.

Entering the main hall and seeing that there were eighteen Arhats of different shapes on both sides, Ning Chen thought in his heart, this is probably the legendary eighteen Arhats, right?

It's just that the familiar dragon descending dragon and the tiger arhat are those two?

"Amitabha. ”

A Buddha horn dispelled Ning Chen's chaotic thoughts.

When I look at it again, this statue of Buddha shining with golden light is just like that.

Ning Chen saw that there were several futons sitting down on the Buddha Master, and there was a person in the middle and the first one on the left, just facing the Buddha Lord and turning his back to him.

"Bang Bang Bang!"

The sound of wooden fish from time to time made Ning Chen's spirit gradually clear.

"Dust. The man on the left spoke out, letting Ning Chen know that he was the master who forcibly accepted himself as a disciple.

"Master. Ning Chen involuntarily clasped his hands together.

"Sit. The old monk in the middle, that is, the abbot master of Yunya Temple, stretched out his hand and pointed to the futon on his right and spoke.

Ning Chen stepped forward and sat down cross-legged, looking at the posture of the two old monks, constantly adjusting his movements.

"It doesn't have to be that way. The abbot said, "How comfortable is it, look at the arhats on both sides, but which posture is standard?"

"If you have a Buddha in your heart. The abbot said, "What if you lie down?"

"Master Mingjian. After hearing this, Ning Chen arched his hand at the master and said, "There is really no Buddha in my heart. ”

"If you don't have a Buddha, you don't have to care. The abbot opened his eyes: "Since you don't have a Buddha in your heart, why do you use the rules of the Buddhist family to restrain yourself, if you have a Buddha in your heart, what is the use of the rules of the Buddhist family for you, only self-encouragement?"

"The master is a high monk. Ning Chen was in awe, thinking in his heart that it was no wonder that the monks who came out of the Cloud Cliff Temple were so eccentric.

"Since you are a disciple who is not allowed to be brought, you are also half a person from Yunya Temple, and you will be left to be a practitioner in the temple. The abbot thought for a moment, and then said: "It's like an agreement between you and the two of you, as long as you can win, you can leave the Cloud Cliff Temple at any time." ”

"Thank you, Master Abbot. The sound of the wooden fish on one side suddenly stopped, but the voice of the master was heard.