I Signed in at Shaolin for Ten Thousand Years

  At night, Su Cheng falls asleep with a book in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. Since becoming an official Buddhist monk, he has rarely returned to the monk's room to fall asleep.

  Anyway, the monk’s room is actually just a single-room thatched cottage. Not as good as the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, the climate is pleasant, and there is a book atmosphere, which makes people sleep comfortable.

  Of course, falling asleep on this day is different from usual. Before he fell asleep, he had silently recited the "Dream Sutra" in his heart.

  Golden Light Fayin gradually formed in Su Cheng's mind. As the Fayin worm swims, he soon felt a little dizzy in his mind. Gradually, a door opened, and he had entered a dream state.

  With this great dream scripture, I am not afraid of insomnia. You can fall asleep anytime you want to sleep, and there is unlimited fun in your dreams!

  Su Cheng's consciousness appeared in the dream.

  Reality is night, but the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion in the dream is in a slightly gloomy daytime state.

  He is a little bit puzzled. Could it be that the time of dreams and reality are opposite?

  No, it doesn’t seem to be either. There should be a way to adjust time, but the current self should not have reached that level.

  Although it is said that "dreams" should come true as one wishes. However, Su Cheng now found that she didn't seem to be able to completely control the dream state of the Great Dream Scripture, at least temporarily. Maybe in the future, if the Great Dream Scripture reached the stage of Xiaocheng or Dacheng, it might be fine.

  Of course, this is not the time to think about these things.

  Su Cheng flashed lightly, and in an instant, she disappeared from the Buddhist scripture pavilion, and soon came to the inner courtyard of Shaolin Temple.

During   , he saw countless "door courts" of different colors.

  Su Cheng knew that these were the dreams of the monks in Shaolin Temple. However, the gates of these dreams are different from the previous dreams of Fahui.

  Fahui’s gate court is golden, but the monks’ gate courts are of different colors, most of which are similar to gray, and some of the gate courts are copper-colored.

  Even less is silver. Su Cheng glanced at it, and in the entire Shaolin Temple's middle courtyard and inner courtyard, there were only a few silver gates. As for the golden color, it seems that there is only one person, Fahui.

  Even Abbot Xuanci is only silver.

   Could it be said that the color of these dreams is still not true? But it doesn't seem to have much to do with the cultivation base.

  For example, when passing by Luohantang, Su Cheng discovered that Fazhen’s gate was actually silver. But the true cultivation base of the Fa really doesn't rank in the Shaolin Temple at all. That being the case, why could his gate be as silver as Abbot Xuanci, and even brighter than Abbot Xuanci's?

   "Forget it..."

  Su Cheng did not think too much.

   This time, his purpose is only one, and that is to enter the dream of "Abbot Xuanci" and seek a breakthrough opportunity.

  ……

  ……

  Abbot Xuanci meditated in the monk's room.

  There was a burst of golden light flashing all over his body. Gradually, zhenqi emerged from his body, forming a golden gas mask outside his body.

   Seventy-two stunts of Buddhism, golden bell jar!

  The infuriating energy on the golden bell keeps converging and climbing, seeming to be seeking a breakthrough. However, after a long while, Abbot Xuanci's expression changed slightly, his face turned pale, and his energy was in chaos!

"Ugh……"

  Abbot Xuanci exhaled a suffocating breath and retracted the exercise. The golden gas mask slowly dissipated, and his spirit seemed to be a lot weaker than before.

   Still, failed to break through...

  Abbot Xuanci sighed, with a little regret in his heart.

  I thought that this time I was given the Great Return Pill by the Uncle Kong Wen, so I could take this opportunity to break through to the realm of an Arhat in one fell swoop...Whoever came up with it, still failed to do it.

  In the past few days, he has worked hard every night to hit the realm. But even though Da Huan Dan healed his injuries and improved his cultivation a lot, there was always a barrier that seemed to exist from the realm of a half-step grandmaster.

  And the more anxious abbot Xuanci, the more unable to break through.

  Haste is not enough, although he also knows the truth. But now the Shaolin Temple has put all hope on him. If it fails to break through, it will definitely fail the expectations of the monks.

   "That's it."

  Hurry is useless.

  Let’s rest first. After all, there are still many things to be dealt with in the temple tomorrow. I am the abbot of Shaolin, and I can’t ignore the busyness of temple affairs, and I can’t fully focus on the breakthrough in martial arts.

  Yes, although Abbot Xuanci now has nine levels of innate realm. However, this does not mean that he does not need to fall asleep.

  As long as you have not reached the "Arhat" state, falling asleep is essential for the cultivation and regeneration of energy.

  Even, some exercises must be practiced in sleep.

  For example, Buddhism magic "Sleeping Dream Arhat Heart Sutra". This "Sleeping Dream Arhat Heart Sutra" is the temple magic of Lingyin Temple. Legend has it that after practicing in the realm of transformation, one can achieve the "Venerable Zhutu Bantuoga". The Zhutubantuojia is the "Detective Arhat" among the eighteen arhats, and is also called the Sleeping Arhat, so this magical skill is also It is called "Zhu Tu Ban Tuo Jia Heart Sutra".

  But on this day, after Abbot Xuanci fell asleep, his consciousness suddenly brightened.

   Immediately afterwards, he suddenly discovered that he did not know when, unexpectedly appeared in the Great Hall of Shaolin Temple!

  In the distance, the sky is low and very dim. Vaguely, there seemed to be a huge mass of magical energy floating.

"here is……"

Abbot Xuanci frowned slightly. Immediately, my heart became vigilant secretly.

   Could it be that evil spirits have invaded their dreams?

  But I am protected by Buddhism in Shaolin Temple. What evil is there that can rush into the inner courtyard of the Shaolin Temple?

  When Abbot Xuanci was puzzled, suddenly, a slow sound of footsteps sounded...

  Step, step, step...

  Abbot Xuanci hurriedly turned his eyes to look. However, he discovered that a demon barrier was slowly rising not far away, and there seemed to be endless evil aspects in it.

  Among the magic barrier, a man in black loomed in it.

  But seeing such a weird scene, Abbot Xuanci was not afraid. Instead, with a thought, he asked:

   "Amitabha, I don't know that senior is my Buddhist monk?"

  An idea suddenly appeared in his mind.

Could it be that……

  Abbot Xuanci never believed that in Shaolin Temple, there would be real demons who would dare to make trouble. Even if there are cracks in the image of Sakyamuni, he does not believe that any demons can take advantage of the void to enter!

  In that case. Then, combined with the abnormal condition that appeared on Fahui's body during the day. The answer is self-evident.

  Although I can’t believe it, but this "magic karma", I'm afraid that it's almost impossible to do so, because "sleeping dreams lead the monk"!

  It is a very magical legend about enticing monks in dreams. It can be said that in Xuan Ci's mind, "Sleeping the Monk" is not a human being, but a mythical existence.

   or "Bodhisattva" or even "Buddha" is not an exaggeration!

  Because, according to Master Huicheng, the master of Abbot Xuanci, the abbots of Shaolin Temple have more or less seen this "sleeping monk". Including Bodhidharma Patriarch, there have also been legendary cases of "enlightenment in dreams" after being in Dharma Cave for nine years!

  If this were the case, even the ancestor Bodhidharma could point and guide the monk. If it’s not a Bodhisattva, what would it be?

  What's more, the age of Patriarch Bodhidharma is a full 1,800 years away from now. If this monk is really alive until now...

  Except for the Buddhist bodhisattva, Abbot Xuanci has no other ideas.

  But why does the "sleeping dream catching monk" appear in my dream, can it be said...

   Abbot Xuanci was filled with excitement, even with his xinxing, it was difficult to calm down at this moment.

   Can it be said that, like the abbots of the past...Is it here to point me?