Yuan Shi Tian

Chapter 40 Plan ahead
Listen to what others say and eat enough!
Now that Xun Shaoyu knows the attitude of Monk Yuanguang, he will naturally not seek out this boring practice and practice some internal martial arts.

The dispute between Buddhism and Taoism, one inside and one outside, has the same purpose but different approaches!
However, foreign martial arts are actually similar to the realm of "Yi Jin Ji Forging Bones".

This made Xun Shaoyu somewhat unexpected and unexpected.

"The small success is to refine skin and flesh, the great success is to refine bone joints, and the peak is to refine acupoints,"

This is almost verbatim, a frank confession of the principles of martial arts in this world.

"However, the biggest gain is..."

Xun Shaoyu's pupils, the figures intertwined, and finally converged into one.

That figure seemed to be fierce and unyielding, and seemed to have a surging fist.

The one hundred and eight moves were continuously streamlined and transformed into a set of ultimate martial arts moves.

"Innate Arhat Fist, Yuanshi's Eighteen Hands!"

A drop of red source power suddenly scattered in all directions.

Traces of red aura cast a red luster on the surface of the stone mirror, surrounding it.

"This...is me, the biggest gain!"

Xun Shaoyu can change unpredictably between his fists and palms.

Like a natural instinct, 18 changes occurred one by one in the blink of an eye.

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Daci'an Temple, under the Prajna Hall,
In the solemn Buddhist hall, hundreds of oil lamps shed fine golden light,
A pure gold Buddha statue sits cross-legged on a high platform.There is a dark yellow sutra cloth covering it from under the arms of the Buddha statue.

Under the altar, there is still a bronze tripod with three legs and two ears, inscribed with various mottos.

There are three wisps of green smoke, wandering around the bronze cauldron.

In the candlelight, a figure is sitting cross-legged and swaying.

Monk Yuanguang came out of the monastery, but did not go back to his Arhat Hall.

Instead, he took his time and walked into the Buddhist hall.

"Master,"

He clasped his hands together and his voice was full of confidence.

Bend your knees and lie on the ground, facing the figure sitting cross-legged in front of the Buddha statue.

This reckless monk is very docile.

After understanding the great monk, he slowly opened his eyes.

With a faint glance, this nephew of the master has always appeared in front of others with a rough image.

"Well, you're here,"

The great monk's eyes were as clear as day, and he just said lightly.

"Namo Amitabha,"

Yuan Guang kowtows and recites the name of the Buddha to show respect for this person.

"You don't have to be polite,"

Looking at the nephew, the monk couldn't help but smile.

This nephew was raised by monk Ling Kong since he was a child.

In terms of personal affection, he is no better than those ordinary disciples.

Moreover, this is Monk Yuanguang, who is a leader among the disciples of the Yuan generation, both in terms of martial arts training and Buddhist insights.

In fact, Zen Master Mingran and Monk Lotong both intended to appoint Monk Yuanguang as the next host of Daci'an Temple.

Therefore, regardless of whether he is public or private, Monk Lingtong has a somewhat close attitude towards Yuan Guang.

Monk Yuanguang stood up, lowered his head and said, "This disciple has already gone to see Junior Brother Yuanzhen."

"Um……"

The great monk responded and said: "Why, can this disciple of the poor monk still be able to enter the Dharma Eye of you, the head of the Arhat Hall?"

At this time, Monk Lingtong was wearing a white robe with his chest exposed, and a string of rosary beads was hanging down his neck.

Threads of golden brilliance are constantly brewing on the surface of the rosary beads.

These golden brilliance, in the one hundred and eight rosary beads, are looming with the sound of Buddha chanting.

This is a glazed Zen heart that nourishes the rosary.

With the above-mentioned Buddhist teachings, these rosary beads are polished to bloom with Buddha light, making them more mysterious than before.

Monk Yuanguang nodded and lowered his eyebrows, thinking back on his words and deeds with Xun Shaoyu in the past few days.

He said: "Junior Brother Yuanzhen, since he has entered the master's sect. Presumably, this junior brother has passed the examination of his uncle a long time ago,"

"However, in the past few days, I have been talking and interacting with my junior brother. He does not seem to be a peaceful person!"

What kind of person is Monk Yuanguang?

If you can be the first person in the Luohan Hall, you will be trained as the next generation host.He is definitely not as simple as he appears on the surface.

After spending a few days with Xun Shaoyu, I naturally noticed that behind Xun Shaoyu's seemingly humble appearance, there was a trace of awe and pride.

However, when Monk Liaotong heard such comments, which were both praise and criticism, he laughed heartily.

He said: "What a good person, but not at ease!"

"In today's current situation, chaos is beginning to appear, which is an opportunity to forge ahead,"

"We want to stay safe, but maybe those people will become wary. If we don't stir up trouble, they won't trust us if we make a few noises."

Monk Liao Tong took a long-term view, and the world was in turmoil. Although Yizhou was located in the western border of Anxi, there were people sharpening their knives in various parts of Yizhou.

However, they, the Ci'an Temple, were not prepared to fight for the dragon.

The risk of fighting for the dragon is too high, but the lessons learned from Mount Taiyue have touched a lot of people!
Therefore, unless the location of Yizhou Qianlong is determined.Otherwise, Monk Lingtong would not move lightly.

However, Ci'an Temple is located in Jinping Mansion, has many believers, and has great potential power.

It is inevitable that no one will want to take advantage of the juicy and delicious "fat meat" of Ci'an Temple.

This requires proper display of fangs to give Ci'an Temple an extra layer of protection.

The monk understood it and said, "This Yuan Zhen is the perfect candidate."

"You mean?"

After all, he is the leader of the class, his political wisdom is not low, and Monk Yuanguang has a clear understanding.

"Hehehe, if you don't carve jade, you can't make it into a weapon. This kid has a good temperament, but if he doesn't go through a few times of carving, he won't be able to become a great tool in the future."

The great monk laughed softly.

A young and determined young man cannot be ignored no matter where he is!

No matter what Xun Shaoyu's future fortune may be.

However, the significance to Monk Liaotong and the entire Daci'an Temple is indescribable.

After all, at this critical moment when the storm is rising and the world is changing.

The ability of a young man with a green spirit is enough to stir up the world, making people dare not to think of him as a person of contempt.

"The leader who was born in Ci'an Temple plays a huge role in Ci'an Temple."

In the mind of the understanding monk, such thoughts were ignored.

Regardless of whether Xun Shaoyu will become the master of one place or one place in the future, or directly become the subordinate of Yizhou Qianlong.

These are all rare and valuable 'political resources' for Daci'an Temple.

Especially in this case, Daci'an Temple's investment is almost nothing, and it is truly a profitable business.

"Amitabha,"

Monk Yuanguang's eyes flickered and he asked, "I believe that Junior Brother Yuanzhen will understand how hard he has worked so hard in the future."

"He will understand," the great monk nodded slightly, his expression containing no other emotions.

Regarding Xun Shaoyu's destiny, only Zen master Mingran and Tongda monk were involved in this temple.

Only those with the highest status and reputation in these two temples are qualified to know.

Even Monk Yuanguang only understands some of the branches but not the whole end.

However, Monk Liaotong also had good intentions.

Buddhism emphasizes cause and effect, and it is even more important than Taoism in this kind of things.

Once he is contaminated with evil karma and possesses Buddhist supernatural powers, he will immediately lose seven or eight out of ten.

However, Xun Shaoyu was born pure green and had a heavy destiny.

The Great Monk was devoured by the heaven and the earth, his golden body was flawed, and he was involved in such a number of karma.

This move not only cut off his own path, but with no chance of recovery, he could only sit there and die in this vast mortal world.

He looked at his nephew with calm eyes and said: "The construction and pioneering of our Ci'an Temple began in this dynasty, and it has grown from a wild temple in a deserted mountain to this large temple."

“It has taken several generations to have such a popular atmosphere, it’s not easy!”

Monk Yuan Guang hesitated to speak, he seemed to understand something vaguely, and called out: "Uncle Master,"

The great monk Liao Tong murmured in a low voice: "In a five-hundred-year-old temple, it's worth leaving my old man alone in exchange for a chance. It's worth it! It's worth it!!"

…………

The autumn wind rustles, the maple leaves reflect red,
On the bank of Xiaojing Lake, a young monk, still dressed in thin gray monk robes, stood on the side of the autumn water under the cold autumn breeze.

This young monk is about twelve or thirteen years old. He has a thin appearance and a full jawbone. His eyes seem to be lively and agile.

In this autumn mood, it becomes increasingly clear and clear.

Suddenly, the little monk's body moved.

hum - hum - hum -

There was a thunderous roar between the bones.

With one punch, it roared past like a fighter jet.

For a time, within a few feet of the surrounding area, the grass was sparse, and red leaves suddenly fell all over the sky under the fist wind.

"Xiantian Luohan Fist,"

The figures of the young monks intertwined, the monks' robes fluttered, and the hunting symphony occurred.

This sect, Shi Jing's streamlined martial arts, seems to be tailor-made for this little monk.

It's as dynamic as a tiger emerging from a tree, and as quiet as an old tree with its roots!

That punch, that kick, was almost perfect.

Innate Arhat Fist, Yuanshi Eighteen Hands!
Xun Shaoyu put away his boxing frame and quietly savored the essence of this boxing technique.

Time flies, five years have passed!

Xun Shaoyu's career as a monk lasted for five whole years.

He gradually withdrew and settled down in martial arts.

"Five years,"

Xun Shaoyu looked at a lake. The maple leaves were so red that they even dyed the blue water of the lake red.

Time passes very quickly, especially for Xun Shaoyu.

For people in this world, this is five years.

But for Xun Shaoyu himself, it was just a few trips back and forth in the main world.

With the suppression of Shi Jing, these two worlds are not harmful to him.

It’s just one day in the main world, but one year in the Wei world!
If it were not for the main world, Xun Shaoyu would not be able to give up the title of Young Master Lu.

He even wanted to stay in the world of Wei, commanding every move of this body and plotting his destiny.

However, when I passed Xun Shaoyu several times and went back and forth between the two worlds.

Only then did Xun Shaoyu discover in astonishment that the original owner of this body still had some meager consciousness.

It's just that those fragments of consciousness, after being mercilessly suppressed by Shi Jing and continuously assimilated by Xun Shaoyu, almost all became Xun Shaoyu's consciousness clones and carried Xun Shaoyu's knowledge.

It was precisely this that made Daci'an Temple and the entire temple pay so much attention to Xun Shaoyu that they didn't find any disharmony even under such circumstances.

(End of this chapter)