I Signed in at Shaolin for Ten Thousand Years

On the other side, after Su Cheng left Fahui's dream, she actually didn't immediately wake up from entering concentration, but she was still in her dream.

At this moment, he was surprised.

Su Cheng had known for a long time that cultivating in the Great Dream Scriptures, the real world could also share the true energy and realm obtained through cultivation. But I didn't expect that the "initiation" of Fahui in the dream would be even smoother than expected.

It's not a big deal to teach the cultivation method of marrying clothes magical skills. After all, it is normal to evolve some text messages in dreams.

However, what he didn't expect was that in the dream state, his zhenqi could affect Fahui and reach the level of "initiation".

If this is the case, can it also make people die in a dream?

However, the previous "killing" of Abbot Xuanci only shattered the dream, and did not really affect his safety.

Could it be said that there is any mystery in this that I can't understand? Or is it related to my own understanding of the Great Dream Scriptures, or to the "door court" at the time of dreaming?

"That's right. The exercises that Amitabha Buddha has cultivated in the legend are not ordinary..." Su Cheng felt the same.

Although it seems that the "Six Gods Art" is now the supreme magical skill he knows. However, in fact, theoretically speaking, "The Great Dream Zhenjing" may be more magical than Liushen Jue.

After all, this is the practice of "Amitabha Buddha".

It's just that, to Su Cheng now, the Da Meng Zhenjing is not considered a practice method.

It's more like a tool that can wake up in a dream.

For example, in my mind, the Sanskrit script with the golden seal of Dharma, even if you know every word, it makes people incomprehensible at all. It was only by virtue of the mysterious power of the text itself that he entered the dreamland.

After thinking about it, Su Cheng felt that those "Sanskrit" should still have deep meaning, but this deep meaning, even the system can not be interpreted by Su Cheng. Therefore, he has no way of starting to practice this "Big Dream Scripture".

"Fahui can leave it for a while, maybe, I really should study this great dream truth carefully..." Su Cheng thought.

Now, he has left the seeds of "wedding clothes magical skills" in Fahui's body. As long as the follow-up Fahui diligently practiced, coupled with Su Cheng's occasional guidance, presumably, it would be no big problem to cultivate the marrying clothes divine art to the realm of great achievement in a year or two.

At that time, even if there is no Mahayana Daji Ksitigarbha's ten-wheel reincarnation sutra. With the magic of marrying clothes, Fahui's broken meridians can also be recast!

So he didn't care much anymore, let Fahui practice first. I should also be busy with my own affairs.

What Su Cheng now wants is to study the truth of this big dream...

After all, in Liushen Jue, after many days of continuous cultivation, the progress has not been very great, and it is time to change his mind.

Thinking of this, he looked at the dreams around him and observed it carefully.

In the dream at this moment, countless gates of various colors are displayed in the inner courtyard, middle courtyard and backyard of the handyman of Shaolin Temple. Around the gate, there are texts similar to the Sanskrit gold seal recorded in the "Big Dream Scripture".

In the gloomy sky, similar Sanskrit scripts also appeared. Su Cheng couldn't help but wonder, could it be said that the reason why he was able to maintain his sober consciousness in the dream state was because of the power of the Sanskrit golden seal?

"Speaking of which, since I got the Great Dream Scripture, I haven't gotten into other people's dreams."

Su Cheng thought about it for a while, suddenly a little curious.

It wasn't that he had discovered the mystery of the Sanskrit gold seal, but he was a little confused. In this Shaolin Temple, there are so many dreamland gates, but he has only entered the abbots of Fahui and Xuanci.

For the dreams of the other monks, they didn't get involved.

If there was not much time for breaking through and practicing Six God Jue before, now, it's just time...

"I don't know what these monks' dreams are like?"

Su Cheng looked at the many dream courts in front of her, feeling a little interesting in her heart. Unexpectedly, there are times when I can enter the dreams of others.

Is this a "spy"?

It's a pity that there are monks in Shaolin Temple. The monk’s dreams are supposed to be the ancient Buddha of the blue lantern, maybe there is nothing good about it.

Just as satisfying one's curiosity, by the way, perhaps it would be better to be able to comprehend a bit of this great dream truth.

"Randomly pick a lucky person~"

Su Cheng operated "Thunder God's Disease", turned into a streamer, and quickly came to the monk's room near the "Monk House". Then, Dancing broke into a gray door courtyard.

The scene changed in his eyes, and a muddy scene appeared under the gray sky.

"Here... uh?"

Su Cheng was taken aback.

Unlike the dreams of Abbot Xuanci and Fahui, the scene here seems to be a moment when the chaos has not yet opened, and the world has not been opened.

This made him stunned. Is it possible that this dreaming monk is wandering in vain?

Just as he was strange, a voice rang.

"Haha, I finally have braised pork...being a monk is really fragrant...it's so fragrant!"

With a few laughs, a monk was holding a pig in the muddy scene. Holding a kitchen knife, laughing loudly.

Immediately afterwards, the monk slashed down suddenly, chopped off the pig's head, and blood spewed out suddenly. Then the monk didn’t know where he got the bonfire stove and started... cooking?

"what?"

Su Cheng was startled.

This... This is definitely a monk, not a cook?

"..."

He watched the monk's continuous turning of the spoon, and he was a little speechless.

Especially, this monk is not young, he seems to be 40 or 50 years old. I am afraid it is a "high monk" of the Xuan Zi generation.

Ah this...

"However, it is understandable...I sometimes want to eat meat."

Before Su Cheng thought about it, it was almost the same. The monks in the monastery can still eat meat before the acquired Sanchong. But after reaching the realm, you have to eat fast.

Although there is no strict prohibition on eating meat in the Buddhist scriptures, it is always wrong for monks.

This monk of the Xuanzi generation has an innate realm. I'm afraid, I haven't eaten meat for decades. Some people don't want to eat meat if they eat too much vegetarian food, but some people just can't give up. So it's normal to want to eat...but, what he said is really vulgar, and doesn't fit his status as a "high monk".

Of course, Su Cheng also knew that this was also in a dream. In the real world, this monk of the Xuanzi generation would certainly not speak like that. It's like hunting secretly, but still observing the rules and precepts on the surface.

"A relapse in a dream, is it considered a relapse?"

Su Cheng couldn't help but come up with this idea.

It is said that the scene in the dream is something that will happen at some time between the past and the future. Of course, it’s also said that it’s just a matter of thought. So if you break the precept in a dream, is it a relapse?

"Nothing, just eat meat, why bother so much."

Su Cheng shook her head and waved at will, shattering the monk's dream.

Then, he went to the Arhat Hall and entered the dreamland gate of another monk.

The second monk is a bronze gate. If the color represents potential, the potential of this bronze gate is already relatively large.

However, after entering the dream, what came into view was the chaotic and ignorant scene, but the words that seemed to be looming around the golden seal of Dharma.

Now Su Cheng knew it, it wasn't that the world hadn't been opened up, it was probably because the potential of the dreamland gate was not enough to shape the scene.

Although copper has a higher potential than gray, it is only based on words. And failed to establish the scene.

But compared to these, Su Cheng still cares more about what dream this monk is having. Is it possible to practice Buddhism while practicing fasting?

He condensed his gaze and examined it carefully. But at this moment, his pupils shrank slightly, his expression changed!