Beginning to win the big elder

Chapter 91
Three wooden hearts, two blue and one gold.

This is the benefit that Chen Xinghe desperately got.

Out of the wooden man alley, I saw ten monks lined up in the main hall, he was No.11 and the last one.

Sitting directly in front of him was a thin and dry old monk with a dry and energetic look.

Other old monks have kind eyes and kind eyes, but this old monk was born with a pair of sword eyebrows, and even his eyes were indescribably sharp.

"Being able to develop boxing skills at your age is enough to be the leader of a faction in the world." The old monk looked at Chen Xinghe with a hint of approval in his words, and said loudly, "I hope you can seize the opportunity to make great progress. , My temple has passed down to this day, and there is no monk who can be Ling Jueding in boxing."

"Yes, the disciple is going to practice hard for the day and night." Chen Xinghe hurriedly bowed and saluted.

"Okay, the lower house recommended a total of four people to pass the test this time, and seven people from the upper house passed the test. Today, the apprentice ceremony will be held. You need to worship under the eleven Zen masters of my temple."

Chen Xinghe couldn't believe it.

Is this a teacher?This has become the core disciple of the upper house?Why do you feel so dreamy?Are you not dreaming?
It turns out that he was not dreaming, which is indeed true, however...

This skinny monk was the uncle Huien mentioned by the little novice. He was quite senior. He waved out eleven futons.

When Chen Xinghe saw it, he felt a throbbing in his heart.

On the futon was a box with a handful of gravel in it.

Hui En said solemnly: "At this time of year, everything is simple. You kowtow three times to the relics of your juniors and nephews, remember the names of your masters, they died to fight against demons, and they didn't have time to accept their apprentices when they were alive. , so today you can inherit the mantle of your apprentice, apprentice, apprentice and apprentice. Remember, you must practice hard in the next two years, and don’t be complacent, or you will die in the blink of an eye when the situation changes.”

Hearing this, Chen Xinghe couldn't help but tensed in his heart. Uncle Hui'en obviously meant something, but he didn't give details.

Obviously, the disciples are not yet qualified to know, and it is fundamental to take good care of the present.

Three banging heads kowtowed down, this is considered apprenticeship, everything is really simple, and there is no superfluous.

Chen Xinghe felt that he was very lucky. Others worshiped the common characters, but he and a stout monk worshipped the Hui characters, and the master's name was Huijue.

The old monk Huien sighed, shook his robes and took away the futon, and said, "Go to your master's house! Inherit everything they have in this temple, and the temple can only do so much. The world says it well, master. Lead in the door, practice is up to you, how far you can go in the future is up to you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the old monk had disappeared.

The monks present couldn't hide their joy, and they hurriedly went to the scripture house after proclaiming the Buddha's name.

After ten people left, Chen Xinghe sat down.

His heels and feet are too shallow, and there is only one scene of Ding Killing from front to back. He was already exhausted in the wooden man lane just now, and now he needs to rest for a while when he relaxes.

"Huh? Is there a grain of sand left here?"

Chen Xinghe blinked, knowing that he was not mistaken, there was indeed a red transparent sandstone where the futon was placed just now.

"This is not sand and gravel, but Master's bone slag. No, it should be called relic in Buddhism."

"Wait, there is a small relic left on each futon, you can't see it if you don't pay attention."

"Hey, the old monk Huien did it on purpose. Is this kind of thing called chance in the cultivation world?"

"What about him? Let's put it in the bag."

Chen Xinghe turned the infuriating qi intake, and in a moment, eleven relics like tiny gems arrived in the palm of his hand.

I felt a sense of tranquility in my heart, and all the impetuousness was removed, and the shock injuries on the meridians began to improve. I really did not expect these broken bone relics to have such a magical effect.

After resting for half an hour, he felt much better, so he got up and went to look for Master Huijue's sutra.

On the way, he happened to meet the little novice Yanfang who was leading the way. Chen Xinghe quickly asked, "Junior brother, where is Master Huijue's scripture house?"

"Huijue? Senior brother actually got the mantle of the master and uncle of the Huizi generation?" The little novice was surprised.

"Yeah! It is indeed a generation of wisdom, but I can't figure it out yet. Why is the apprenticeship so simple? No one told me beforehand."

"Hehe, what's this? If I could get through the wooden man lane, I would have already done it. You must know that this simple apprenticeship ceremony was the result of a compromise by the upper court! The exercises taught before were stuck, and if I thought about the true teaching, it was even more difficult. It takes all kinds of experience, but even the slightest dissonance must be suppressed.”

The little novice said while leading the road in front: "Many people in the temple did not expect that the leaders of the upper house would compromise, and the compromise was so thorough. This time, no matter the upper house or the lower house, as long as you can pass through the wooden man lane, you can get the corresponding uncle. Even the merits of the great uncle."

"Gongde?" Chen Xinghe reacted at once, knowing that the word "merit" has an extraordinary meaning in Lianfeng Temple.

"That's right. You can go to the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion to choose the most suitable exercises. However, whether you can learn the most important exercises depends on the accumulation of your own teachers."

Chen Xinghe understood that if the master he worshiped today was extravagant during his lifetime, I am afraid that he could only watch others enter the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion for pleasure, and he would have to find a hole to crawl in, and then scolded him in a very indifferent manner.

Opportunities are indeed great, but luck is even more important. I hope that this master who has never met before will always be digging and searching, so as not to have a headache, please ask a golden mother to return the pill back.

The little novice Yanfang smiled and said, "Brother, how much merit does Uncle Huijue leave behind?"

"How do I know? Is there no record in the temple?"

"Yes, yes, but other than the abbot who has the right to read it, no one else can see it. Since today's promises that all the senior brothers can inherit, you can definitely see it when you go to Jingshe."

"God bless, Buddha bless, teacher bless." Chen Xinghe came to Master Huijue's scripture house with an uneasy mood, only to see a good-spirited meditation hall standing here.

"It's over!"

"How much merit does it take to live here? Is such a luxury necessary for practice? A hut and a futon are enough, that's enough!"

The little novice was very curious and urged, "Senior brother, open the door!"

"Oh, open the door!" Chen Xinghe called out, and the door of the meditation hall opened in response.

I saw a streamer coming straight, carrying a set of numbers on it.

"The merit is three, six, seven or eight."

Chen Xinghe hurriedly asked, "Yanfang, tell me if this is too much or too little? How much merit does it take to exchange the Lotus Sutra and Prajna Golden Body Art."

"A lot, of course it's a lot! But if my brother wants to exchange the two major direct inheritances, these merits are not enough, unless you find some treasures and submit them, you can quickly accumulate merits."

"Alas! It's not enough after all." Chen Xinghe sighed slightly.

The little novice smiled and said, "It's not entirely true. If Uncle Huijue left behind some Buddhist treasures, wouldn't some merits and virtues be easily obtained?"

"Yes, yes, fast enter the meditation hall for a look."

(End of this chapter)