Be a reckless man in the martial arts word game

Chapter 392 Going Down the Mountain (Update)

Within this month, Chu Junhui started working behind closed doors and ended up exploring the entire Xiaoleiyin Temple.

He has been a rice monk and has cooked a well-received pot of rice without using modern seasonings.

He also worked as a night watcher and caught two rabbits. He originally wanted to roast them, but then he touched his head and suddenly became discouraged.

Why should a bald man embarrass a rabbit...

He had seen dying patients in the Medicine Hall, and had seen the heart-breaking pain of white-haired people sending black-haired people away.

He led pilgrims to offer incense at the Main Hall and heard their weakest but most sincere prayers.

Seeking marriage, peace, a reunion, a future...

He has played drums, he has struck bells, and he has experienced the spiritual spa of evening drums and morning bells.

He wiped the dust off the Buddha statue and combed the Bodhisattva's hair (someone pretended to be pitiful and said something like "I fought my life for the Buddha, I shed my blood for the bliss" and insisted on tying the Bodhisattva's twin tails) .

Seeing how he got rid of worldly impatience so quickly and worked so hard to worship Buddhism, many monks in Xiaoleiyin Temple had a good impression of him.

They just often feel sorry for their clinging to self. People who are so dedicated to the Buddha not only have poor worldly fortunes, but also have such a shallow relationship with Buddha. They cannot realize emptiness even in the six realms of meditation.

Within this month, someone completely different from Zhiwu appeared, that is Zhishen... His talent was like the reincarnation of a born Buddha.

It has only been a month since he became a monk, and he has already reached the "golden body and a half" state. A golden body can appear above the navel, which is already equal to the state of Furen who has been training hard all his life.

He cultivated the "Precious Machine Tathagata Vajra Body", and even the Dharma Body was somewhat improved. It was looming, although it did not constitute combat power, but it looked good.

The strange thing was that he had a few swellings on his face every now and then. When people asked him how he got it, he was reluctant to tell them. When asked, he said he fell while walking.

Can it fall like this? Everyone didn't believe it and thought it was Furen who secretly gave him some additional training in Luohan Hall.

Have you been trained? As taught.

There is not much that Furen can teach Zhishen, so he plans to take his nephew to show off his skills at the Qingmei Dharma Festival in the near future.

With his deep talent, he will definitely be able to enter the Luohan Hall!

"Master, I want to go down the mountain." Chu Junhui slipped into the abbot's room of the Bodhisattva.

He felt that he had reached a bottleneck period. It was difficult to make progress just by reading books or practicing in Xiaoleiyin Temple. He had to go for a walk under the mountain.

Practice brings true knowledge. It is useless to just look at the eight sufferings. You have to think about what other methods people use to overcome the eight sufferings besides worshiping Buddha.

The Bodhisattva shook her head. She was used to this disciple's habit of not knocking on the door, and handed him a piece of paper on the table.

"Go down the mountain and do these three rituals."

"I can't!"

Chu Junhui learned a lot at Xiaoleiyin Temple, but he never learned much about "transcendence" and "exorcism".

He can only save the living, but saving the dead is beyond the ordinary.

"You just ask a few senior brothers to help."

"Anyone can?"

"As long as you don't get rejected by others."

Chu Jun rolled his eyes, thinking of something, and smiled.

When he was about to leave, the Bodhisattva suddenly stopped him.

"Can you protect yourself if you go down the mountain?"

"It's not difficult. I have some understanding of the Precious Machine Tathagata Vajra Body, and ordinary people will never be able to hurt me."

"...Zhishen's injury was not caused by you, right?" Bodhisattva asked.

"Ah...um...this...isn't it!"

Chu Junhui smiled awkwardly and left the abbot's house as quickly as a gust of wind.

After running out, he went straight to Luohan Hall.

A young novice monk inside ran away when he saw him, but for some reason he ran closer and closer. Chu Jun took two steps back and caught up with him.

"Zhishen, why are you running away? I won't eat you."

Zhishen turned his eyes for help to his uncle, the master of Luohan Hall, but Furen just glanced there and made no move, as if he didn't want to get involved. "Go down the mountain, do you want to go?"

Going down the mountain? Hearing these two words, the little novice suddenly became energetic, and his eyes were as bright as gems in the water.

"Go!" After he finished speaking, he shrank his neck and looked at Chu Junhui suspiciously, "You won't hit me after you come down from the mountain, right?"

"No, no, there are three things I don't want to do, and my child happens to be one of them. Don't worry, just do it."

Zhishen couldn't feel relieved at all.

I recall how high-spirited he was not long ago. With the help of "Tathagata Vajra Body", he broke through the realm one after another and beat up a senior fellow from the Arhat Hall in one day.

The greater the ability, the greater the idea.

He thought it was time to give Zhiwu a good beating, so he secretly stayed at the entrance of Jilin Hall that day.

He was able to squat, but he vaguely saw a golden light glowing on the skin under Monk Zhiwu's clothes, and he felt something was wrong at that time.

The feeling of the beating was even worse... It was like he was hitting a towering and motionless mountain, without even an echo.

He immediately wanted to run away, but Zhiwu grabbed him and punched him three times.

Just these three punches caused three big swellings on his face immediately.

After this time, Zhishen endured the humiliation and avoided Zhiwu for several days.

He beat up a few more senior brothers from Luohan Hall to level up, and then continued to look for trouble with Zhiwu.

However, the result did not change at all, and there were three more bumps on his face.

Repeated battles and defeats bring tears to my eyes.

Zhishen no longer wants to beat Zhiwu for revenge, he just wants to have fun beating Zhiwu every day.

Going out with Zhiwu is definitely like... seeking the skin of a tiger, but Zhishen really can't resist the temptation to go down the mountain.

"How many days will you stay down the mountain?"

"I'm not sure. I might stay longer, or I might come back after completing three rituals."

"Do you still want to do something?"

"Why am I looking for you if you don't do something right? Is it just to beat you up? I'm so bad..." Chu Jun replied that he would not say that it was the Bodhisattva who asked him to suppress Zhishen's arrogance.

In his dictionary "press" = "beat".

Is there a problem? no problem.

When ordered to beat someone, you don't even have to squat in a clean room.

Zhishen went back to the Zen room to pack his things, but Chu Jun had nothing to pack back. He had everything he should have in his Qiankun bag, and the military pay from the Qu family army was still with him.

You can make whatever you want, you won’t be able to spend it all anyway.

After the two monks in blue, one large and one small, met, they walked down the mountain road.

"Three rituals, which one should we go to first?" Zhishen was reading the piece of paper given by the Bodhisattva.

One is to perform rituals for children who died young.

One is to perform services for the nobility’s retainers.

One is to perform services for the brothel's brothel.

Three rituals, three counties, located in three different directions of Huishan.

Chu Jun replied that he didn't care where to go first, and asked Zhishen the question.

Zhishen thought for a while and pointed to Zhengxian County, where his favorite corner cake was found.

And he happened to have five pennies in his bag.

...That was the gift that Master placed under his pillow at some point.

　Changed first and then changed

　　

　

(End of this chapter)