I, Wudang’s Shepherd, Signed In For 50 Years

The fifth ancestor Hongren, the sixth ancestor Huilin, Shenhui , Qingyuan, Huai Rang, Xi Qiang , Huaihai, Lingyou, Wenyan...

Yes Now it's... alas.

Lin Chuan sighed softly, and suddenly felt that his burden was much heavier than he wanted.

This poor monk is going to change Yunyan today!

"Dawei Heavenly Dragon! World-honored Jizo! Prajna Buddhas, Prajna Bamakong!"

Lin Chuan chanted the Buddha's name, and his whole body suddenly changed.

The skeleton fascia ka ka makes a sound, raising a few feet in place, solemn and solemn, such as Vajra Protector, glaring and majestic.

The coarse cloth monk's clothes were popped out with white lines, and the faintly exposed skin was slightly yellow.

The golden light gleams behind the head, gradually condensing into a disc shape.

Obviously this Arhat golden body is about to take shape!

The surrounding pilgrims and believers dumbfounded one after another, and even the incense stick Buddha niche in his hand could no longer be held securely, and it fell to the ground.

Chapter 502 Huge Footprints

[The pilgrims are shaken in three views, doubting the sayings of gods and Buddha, the host gets the shaking point*10]

OMG!

This is... This is...

A series of shaking points are received, which makes Su Mo very happy. Compared with the lack of shaking points before, it has to be arranged by illusion. It’s true that it’s no better than it is now.

Su Mo arranged for Lin Chuan to reunite with the five meridians, not only for a large-scale harvest of fluctuations, but also to help him grow quickly, and to lead the five meridians silhouette, for the heavenly man War as a reserve.

So this movement, the bigger the better!

After Lin Chuan's pseudo-Arhat golden body took out, he took a deep breath and spoke again, and the sound shook the mountains and rivers, and the sound broke through the sky.

"This poor monk will come to the Ancestor Master today to clean up the door! Change the words!"

"If I don't come out again, I will demolish the monastery room!"

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After speaking, he took a sudden step, leaving huge footprints on the bluestone slab.

Aim at the outer wall of the Zen room, and push both palms out together.

"ka-cha!"

The outer wall of the Zen house painted with yellow real stone paint is five feet thick. It is not comparable to the walls made of bricks in most ancient temples.

This is because although Zhaozhou is located in the northern part of Yeongnam Province, it is still affected by the subtropical high pressure every summer, and there are many kinds of severe weather such as continuous heavy rainfall and even typhoons.

Therefore, the Dajue Zen Temple, which is highly valued by the local Department of Mirrors, will rebuild the corresponding architectural facilities in the temple.

But this is the outer wall of the Buddhist temple, which is used to combat the influence of bad weather, but under Lin Chuan's palms, it makes the sound of ka ka cracking.

"Wow..."

He Pingzhao flushed with excitement.

I really guessed it!

This Master is also extraordinary!

Not far away, several security guards in Xiangfu, watching Lin Chuan's exaggerated behavior, their eyes widened with a look of disbelief.

What a ruthless!

In ancient times, Lu Zhi drowned the willows.

Now this monk is pushing hard on the concrete wall...

"Hah!"

shouting out loudly, Lin Chuan added three points of strength to both arms.

"Fell this poor monk!"

More than a dozen cracks began to appear on the wall, spreading rapidly like a spider web, and it was already on the verge of collapse.

"Fuck it, it will kill you if you don't stop it."

The staff who was knocking the seeds, felt a little trembling at the moment, holding them in their hands. The melon seeds were shaken to the ground.

"Hey, hurry up, don't froze, call the security guard." He just advised him not to be a nosy colleague. At this moment, he couldn't sit still, and quickly called him to call the security guard of the scenic spot.

At this time, there was finally a rushing sound from the Buddhist room, mixed with the exclamation and anger of many people, and the sound of dragging the shoes against the ground.

"What's going on?"

"The outer wall is going to collapse! Go!"

A short and thin monk, the first to rush out of the Buddhist room At a glance, he saw Lin Chuan's left leg backward, his right leg lunged, and his palms pushed hard against the outer wall, immediately turned pale in fright and shouted.

"The crazy monk! What are you doing?"

The other silhouettes who followed have also been complexion changed, and they quickly reached out and took out a few short-headed French sticks from the wall, screaming Rush to Lin Chuan.

This baguette does not refer to the bread called the baguette, but the short-headed wooden stick used by Tsuen Zong for discipline, law enforcement, or reception to learn silhouette. This thing.

As the so-called Deshan stick, Linji drink, Yunyan is one word.

Quan Zong's various veins have this similar method.

It's just that the silhouette of these cloud words at the moment is obviously not for giving Lin Chuan guidance.

What they want to give is a lesson.

Although Lin Chuan just displayed the majestic Arhat golden figure, in the eyes of the pilgrims, more than a dozen silhouettes smashed at him with short-headed wooden sticks. It was absolutely unstoppable. Exclaimed.

"Aiya!"

He Pingzhao shouted even more excitedly.

"Master, be careful!"

Before his voice fell, there was a clear sound.

"clang!"

The pilgrims didn't expect it.

More than a dozen clubs suddenly smashed down, as if a wood hitting a gold stone, returning without success.

Yunyan monks ooze blood from their mouths, and the wooden sticks thrown out one after another, falling on the ground ping and pong, all looking at Lin Chuan in amazement.

"How pure is the nature without self! To break the stubbornness of Wukong!"

Lin Chuan chanted a Buddha's verse for a long time and exerted force with both palms.

Immediately afterwards, the entire outer wall collapsed. A dozen steel bars at the fracture were all bent, and countless pieces of cement were all shattered.

What’s even more incredible is that the outer wall about fifty-sixty meters long collapsed all together, like dozens of Lin Chuan’s forces at the same time. tidy.

This is far from what strong as an ox can explain.

This...

Is it still a human?

The silhouette of Yunyan people watching the golden light shining behind his head, Lin Chuan, who is as mighty as Arhat descends to the earth, is frightened in his heart, and his face is like chaff.

Even the eyes that were awakened and distraught in the dream just now were all so frightened that they suddenly opened and turned into double eyelids.

[The three views of the crowd are shaken, and they doubt the sayings of gods and buddhas, and the host gets a shake point*10]

"This...this Zen, Zen master, before today, come to the big decision The Zen temple, why do you want to push down the outside of the Zen room and the outer wall for no reason?"

The old abbot with white beard and hair was forced to stand in front of the crowd under the physical recommendation of the monks, and said in a trembled voice.

Lin Chuan's body was also stained with a lot of dust from the collapse of the wall. It fell on the monk's clothes, and under the radiance of Buddha's radiance behind his head, it seemed to be plated with a layer of gold.

Even more majestic.

"This poor monk dísciple Lin Chuan, on the order of Ancestor Master, come to visit all of you at the Yunyan Ancestral Court Dajue Zen Temple."

"There is no dispute." My heart, there is only one word I want to ask the abbot."

Lin Chuan both hands joined together, with a smile on his face, and when he pushed hard on the reinforced concrete wall, he was totally different.

"Zen... Zen Master, please speak." The abbot calmed down a bit and calmed his mood.

Some talk, just fine.

When the security comes, I want you to... uh, forget it, this fierce monk, the security may not be able to fight, and you have to report to the security department.

The abbot thought to himself, but didn't know how many security guards were there not far away, face sank like water, scalp numb.

"Captain...this is too fierce, is it still a human?"

Captain's expression looked a bit bitter, and he licked it because he opened it for too long and it made him feel a little hairy. Dry lips, nerdy said: "I'll report to Captain..."

"This poor monk is stained with a lot of dust. Give it to the abbot, how should the abbot handle it?"

The abbot was taken aback, what does this mean?

Will it be over after washing?

No, this monk is not normal and cannot be followed by common sense.

After thinking about it, the abbot decided to give full play to his own profession, and set up the Zen opportunity.

"There is no dust in the heart, and no dust in the monk's clothes."

"There is dust in the heart, why?" Lin Chuan asked very quickly.

After the abbot meditated for two seconds, he replied: "If one thought stays, the dust will purify itself."

Chapter 503, Master Banquet's Gongan

After saying this, the abbot seemed to have regained his confidence, with a smile on his wrinkled face.

Rao is your five big and three rough, strong as an ox. Talking about Zen, how is this poor monk's opponent?

Little Monk, go back to the monastery and eat a few more years!

Of course, with such mocking remarks, the abbot only dared to force it in his heart, and how could he dare to say it out loud.

Lin Chuan shook the head, and said with pity: "Mount Meru."

As soon as these three words came out, the abbot could not help being frowned.

? ? ?

What is he talking about?

Crazy?

"Master, what do you mean by this?"

The silhouette of the Yunyan people on the side, the pilgrims around, the security officers from Xiangfu, and the two The staff anxiously waiting for the security to support, and He Pingzhao.

Everyone, no one understands what Lin Chuan is talking about.

He Pingzhao and those pilgrims and believers only regarded it as a metaphor for Lin Chuan, and they didn't understand it.

But Yunyan, the silhouette and others, only think whether this monk has a pit in his head.

Lin Chuan caught a glimpse of the pilgrims with frowning and contemplative faces, but the same sect silhouettes were Both eyes are spiritless and dumbfounded, so he couldn't help but sigh slightly.

"Er Deng can't even remember the koan of his own Ancestor Master Wenyan... How sad?"

At this moment, a muffled voice, Suddenly there was a ringing from behind Lin Chuan.

"Master, I know what it means."

Everyone followed the sound and saw a fat monk with fat head, big ears, and a naive man with rice filled with water in his hand. Basin, said muffledly.

"Member! What nonsense are you talking about."

A middle age person shadow behind the abbot was born and rebuked.