Reincarnation simulation: I can change my life against the sky

Chapter 5 The Great Ancient Temple, who doesn't know my name? !

Three days later.

Passing under the Bodhi tree, stepping on the fallen leaves all over the ground, Ji Qiu went straight up the mountain road.

His destination was precisely the Buddhist scripture pavilion that had been established for over a hundred years and was the most important of the huge Xuankong Temple.

A high-level martial arts master, body training can be regarded as hard work, even if he is only nine years old, the abbot of Xuankong Temple has no reason to refuse to let such a talented disciple practice internal strength.

Therefore, Ji Qiu obtained the qualification very smoothly.

It was just early autumn at this time, and the weather was chilly. The monks of Xuankong Temple came and went, either chatting or sweeping, and they were all busy.

But when they saw the little monk in white passing by by chance, they all put down their affairs in unison.

"It's really like a junior!"

"It's really like a younger brother, early."

"Brother Zhenru, I have just practiced martial arts, can you give me some pointers on my dragon claw hand when you have time?"

"Amitabha, is it true that you are like a younger brother, and went to the Sutra Pavilion to write martial arts so that you can practice?"

"It's hard work"

Stepping on the blue-gray stone slab, Ji Qiu walked slowly, and all the monks who saw him along the way stopped temporarily and greeted Ji Qiu.

Five years of cold and heat, the name of Zhenru has already resounded throughout the Xuankong Temple, all disciples and monks know that there is a martial arts prodigy in this generation, who is comparable to the ancient and modern aptitude of the ancestor.

All the teachers felt that this son's future was limitless, and his martial arts talent would definitely not be the end of his journey.

Faced with such an honor, and the second-rate top strength possessed at a young age, who would dare to disrespect him?

Even if you are a monk, you can't be exempt!
So even though Ji Qiu looked immature and seemed harmless to humans and animals, no monk would ignore him just because of his age.

Of course, there is also a reason why Ji Qiu treats everyone kindly and treats everyone equally.

Everywhere he went, no matter whether it was the gray-clothed monks sweeping, or the senior monks in yellow robes, Ji Qiu didn't hold anything back. Whenever someone spoke to him, he would respond with a light smile.

Even though the face is as bright as a jade tree, and the eyebrows are like ink paintings, even if it has not yet bloomed, the distinctive temperament will still leave a deep impression on people.

People will like and get close to beautiful things, especially if the other party first expresses kindness.

What's more, is he known as the No. 20 figure in the Xuankong Temple 1 years later?

Forge a good relationship today, and if there is a little help in the future, it will benefit endlessly.

No one will refuse this kind of effort.

【Zhenjue: A monk in the Hanging Temple】

【Age 13: Sweeping the stone steps in Xuankong Temple, practicing martial arts, reciting Zen scriptures. 】

【Age 18: Sweeping the stone steps in Xuankong Temple, practicing martial arts, reciting Zen scriptures. 】

[27 years old: Hopeless to succeed in martial arts, he was released to the Buddhist hall at the foot of the mountain as a guest minister. 】

[47 years old: Sudden disease, plagued by disasters, died in bed. 】

[Simulation evaluation: All living beings are ordinary people, will not leave any deeds in this world, and will be a loess after a hundred years. 】

This is the life trajectory of a gray-clothed monk sweeping the steps.

【True Cloud: A monk in the Hanging Temple】

[16 years old: I have achieved a small degree of martial arts in the Xuankong Temple, and I can pass on the superior martial arts. 】

[25 years old: The superior martial arts has finally achieved great success, and I am qualified to practice internal skills. 】

[33 years old: Practiced in various ways, endured all kinds of hardships, suddenly enlightened, achieved first-class achievements in the world, was released from the Xuankong Temple, and became the elder of the Yidi Town Temple. 】

[45 years old: Qi and blood are declining day by day, unwilling to be reconciled, in order to become the martial arts innate of his dreams, he takes risks and wants to break through by force. 】

[47 years old: The injury in the body was difficult to heal, so he had to die in depression. 】

【Simulation evaluation: Fate must be there sometimes, and there is no time to force it. 】

This is the life trajectory of a yellow-clothed monk with a white breath in his mouth, a rough complexion, and a hint of rebellion.

Walking on the road, Ji Qiu raised his eyes and glanced at everything he saw. The fate of all the monks floated in his eyes.

This is the new function that the reincarnation simulator opened three days ago.

By exploring the fate of others, we can deduce the life trajectory they will experience in the future.

It said above that the scope of investigation depends on Ji Qiu's own strength range, but in the past three days, Ji Qiu has experimented with no less than dozens of people, but none of them can avoid his inspection.

The reason, presumably, is that these people spent their whole lives, even when they died, their strength was shallow, so they didn't reach the upper limit of investigation.

Ji Qiu speculates that if someone can achieve martial arts innate talent, or even step into the Tao, it is estimated that with his current state, he should not be able to find out.

While thinking in his mind, Ji Qiu's steps never stopped.

He continued walking along the mountain road, and after a while, he stepped on the winding bluestone long steps that went straight up to the blue clouds, and he was blown by the cool wind and heard the sound of "rustling" leaves, before he arrived at the Sutra Pavilion.

As soon as he arrived here, the profound artistic conception of Xuankong Temple, which has accumulated a hundred years of accumulation, came rushing towards him.

Two old Changchun pine trees, standing in front of this ancient scripture pavilion, are almost the same age as this ancient building.

The vigorous and powerful black characters, like knives and axes, are engraved on the plaque and hung between the angled eaves and the red beams and pillars.

Holding sky sticks in their hands and wearing yellow monk robes, the monks, with expressionless faces, are tall and mighty, standing in all directions.

As for this scripture pavilion, if it is not for the disciples of the Xuankong Temple, they must not enter it.

After entering, if the abbot first grants the token, you must not set foot on the second floor to read the exercises.

This is the iron law of the Xuankong Temple, but if there is any violation, at the slightest, you will be whipped fifty times, and you will be severely trained;
The law should not be passed on lightly, it can be seen!
"Junior Brother Zhenru, are you here to choose martial arts practice again?"

The patrolling monks guarding around the Sutra Pavilion saw Ji Qiu stepping up the steps and wearing a bright moon-white monk robe, so some of them got close and asked with a smile at that time.

For the past five years, Ji Qiu has practiced all kinds of Xuankong Temple martial arts, so he is quite familiar with this place.

Coupled with the reason of his famous name, it is quite normal for these monks to know him.

"It's like seeing two senior brothers."

"But the brothers guessed wrong this time."

Looking at the two monks walking slowly in front of him, Ji Qiu first raised his left palm, lowered his eyebrows and bowed his head in salute, then took out a token made of bronze from his right sleeve.

Then, he swayed in front of two approaching monks.

The token is engraved with the word Hanging, and it is heavy, like a keepsake with some meaning.

As for the style of this token, the monks who guard the Sutra Pavilion all the year round are naturally no strangers.

Because every now and then, there will be brothers and sisters who are successful in practicing high-quality martial arts, holding this token and coming to choose the true qi kung fu method, hoping to develop internal strength and be promoted to a first-class master.

But the two of them never thought that the one who came to choose today was actually this junior who was not yet ten years old.
"This is?"

Among the two monks in yellow, the one on the right staggered.

He looked at the token in Ji Qiu's hand, and after looking at it several times, he exchanged a glance with his equally shocked companion, and after a while, he spoke in an obscure tone, saying:
"Junior brother is very talented."

"At such an age, you can start to practice true qi. From the point of view of senior brother, I am afraid that if you are only double ten, you can hope to prove innate!"

After finishing speaking, the yellow-robed monk's eyes showed a bit of yearning irresistibly.

Innate in martial arts, that may be a realm that he will never be able to achieve in his life, and he can't imagine it!
However, for others, it is so within reach.

The gap between people is like the abyss of heaven.

Seemingly seeing the absent-mindedness of the person in front of him, Ji Qiu didn't waste too much time.

After looking over at the two of them, he put the token back into his sleeve, and Ji Qiu saluted again, saying in a respectful and humble tone:

"Brother, can I go in and report to the elder guarding the pavilion now, and choose a practice method?"

The tone said, it should be taken for granted, as if everything should be like this, without the slightest disturbance.

After hearing this, the two warrior monks in yellow looked at each other with wry smiles, and quickly gave way to a path.

"of course can!"

"Senior brother, please go ahead."

The two looked at the young figure who pushed the Jing Pavilion across the threshold without pausing, and strode in. They hadn't recovered from the shock just now.

Such a talent, even if it is regarded as the best
I'm afraid it's difficult!

(End of this chapter)