Xiu Xian: I can reincarnate in the heavens

Chapter 89 Dragon Transformation Art (for further reading)
Entry into the new world.

It was different from Xu Xing's initial thought.

On Jin Chengcheng's mirror, the fate in the [Dao Fruit] column kept flickering. It seemed that he had gone through thousands of lives before he was finally matched with the person who suited his fate.

"The son of the power minister Wenguang..."

"The reincarnation of King Ming mentioned by Tianlong Temple..."

"I have a good literary talent since I was young."

"Until the age of nine, the powerful minister Wen Guang passed away, and Wen's family was ransacked and beheaded by the new emperor. Zen Master Fahui, who had a close friendship with Wen Guang, couldn't bear the fact that Wen's family had no heirs, so he changed positions and took Wen Xing to Tianlong Temple to be raised..."

"Now, at the age of 24, he is the true biography of the temple."

In Tianlong Temple, in front of the Daxiong Hall, a young monk in gray robe kneels in front of the Buddha statue, while knocking on the wooden fish, while daydreaming about his own origin.

There is no doubt that the son of a powerful minister should be related to his bright yellow fate [official thief].

King Ming's reincarnation is his [Ming Wang Body] and the method he practiced.

And literary talent... is his red destiny [Wenchang].

"If I cultivate the Taoist inner strength..."

"I'm afraid he should be reincarnated in the Taoist school at this time."

Xu Xing sighed as he looked at his shiny bald head.

Of course, he was just talking.

It's not bad to have gongfa practice.

How can he pick and choose.

It's not that he didn't get the inner strength of the Daomen, there are quite a few exercises of the Xiaoyaomen in the real world.It's just that none of these exercises can be compared with Xuanji Temple's "Eight-armed Ming King Sutra" which is a temple-restraining exercise.

In addition, there is an ancient bronze mirror by his side, so it will not be difficult for him to switch to other exercises in the future.

It's just a temporary dress up, nothing to care about.

crunch--

The palace door was slowly pushed open.

"Zhixing..."

"The time has come for you to avenge your father."

"The empress dowager was tortured by nightmares, and it was difficult to sleep. Many eminent monks were invited to enter the palace to open the altar, but none of them worked. You live in a Buddha bone, and the empress dowager has heard of it..."

Zen Master Fahui stepped inside and whispered to Xu Xing.

He has kind eyebrows and kind eyes, with two long white eyebrows hanging down his cheeks, he looks like an eminent monk who has attained the Dharma.At this moment, he gently lifted up the yellow monk robe and sat on the futon near Xu Xing.

"nightmare?"

Xu Xing was taken aback.

In his memory, the Dayan Dynasty was much stronger than Fengxi Country.There are three innate warriors owned by the royal family on the surface.Inside and outside the court, only the imperial power reigns supreme.

With the ability of an innate warrior, it shouldn't be difficult for the Queen Mother to sleep peacefully.

"If there are really demons making trouble..."

"The Empress Dowager will not issue a decree to invite eminent monks to teach the Dharma..."

Zen Master Fahui knew that his disciple had Su Hui, who was a child prodigy when he was young.

He said calmly: "When the late emperor was alive, the empress dowager was jealous and drowned many descendants of the emperor. However, the late emperor always doted on the empress dowager, and only punished her slightly, and let it go. Now she eats vegetarian food and recites Buddhism for a long time. The demons in my heart are disturbing..."

Xu Xing nodded.

When he was young, he was cruel and ruthless, but when he was old, he ate vegetarian food and recited Buddhist scriptures, which gave birth to nightmares.

It may seem absurd, but it is not difficult to understand.

It is normal for people to have different personalities at different ages.

"My little monk, it is a fluke to enter the palace. How can I avenge my father?"

Xu Xing had the intention of retreating, and asked about the key point.

He entered this world for the purpose of cultivating the Tao, not for revenge.If he had the chance, he could take revenge easily, and he didn't mind avenging his biological father.

but--

At this time, he is not a congenital warrior.

It is not a good thing to be too reckless to face the court.

Fate is fate, not equal to strength, he needs to practice step by step.

"Idiot..."

"Do you know why my Tenryuji Temple is called Tenryuji Temple?"

Zen Master Fahui smiled slightly.

Seeing that Xu Xing was puzzled, he cleared his doubts and said: "Before the Buddha Sakyamuni became a Buddha, he cut meat to feed the eagle. The meat that was cut was called the heart of hatred, and it turned into a Naga, and the eagle was the eighth animal that followed the Buddha. One of the tribe, named Garuda..."

"There is a secret method passed down in my temple, which is called Dragon Transformation Technique."

"Cut people's hatred, transform five poisons, transform Naga, transform heavenly dragon..."

He explained everything.

Xu Xing frowned at first, then gradually relieved.

In Buddhism, it is rumored that a person with a heavy heart of hatred will become a snake, scorpion and centipede after death.

And Naga, in Buddhist scriptures, is a long-body, scaled, and footless snake-shaped demigod, one of the eight tribes.

The method of transforming dragons mentioned by Chan Master Fahui is to cut off the hatred of people and turn them into five poisons, and then transform them into Naga, one of the eight tribes, by using the Dragon Transformation Art of Tianlong Temple.

"What should the disciple do?"

Xu Xing's eyes flashed and he asked.

He intuited that Master Fahui's purpose might not be pure.

It would be good to help Wenguang take care of his deceased son, there is no need to fight for the foundation of Tianlong Temple and offend the royal family.

It's just that people have to bow their heads under the eaves.

He pretended to agree first, and then it was the best plan to go step by step.

"Zhixing..."

"You are the king of the Ming Dynasty, and you are destined to have the status of Arhat."

"Hatred can't affect you."

"This time, the poor monk will enter the capital with you..."

Speaking of this, Zen Master Fahui knocked on the wooden fish, showing compassion, "As a teacher, I feed demons with my body, and I am willing to turn into a heavenly dragon, swallowing their luck of great flames, and avenging your father."

"And during this period, you are the one who awakens the teacher's mind."

he exhorted.

"This……"

Xu Xing was stunned for a moment, and then reacted quickly.

"Revenge for the Wen family..."

"It's my disciple's wish, thank you Master for your love."

He made a look of gratitude.

Thousands of calculations, he didn't count, he was the villain.

What feeds a demon with the body....

To put it bluntly, it was for revenge.

To put it bluntly, it is coveting the luck of the Great Yan Dynasty.

If you really want to take revenge, if you enter the palace, you can learn from Jing Ke, right?

Want to scourge Dayan's luck?

After the decline of luck, not only the royal family will suffer, but also countless common people.

"Ruzi can be taught."

Zen Master Fahui nodded.

……

Out of the Daxiong Palace.

Xu Xing stepped on the golden fallen leaves of the ginkgo trees outside the hall and walked down the mountain road.

Daxiong Hall is the main hall of Tianlong Temple, dedicated to the shrines of all Buddhas, located on the top of Lianshi Mountain.The monk's meditation room is halfway up the mountain.

The reason why Zen Master Fahui came to the Daxiong Hall to look for him was probably because he was worried that there were too many people in the Zen Academy.The Daxiong Palace looks solemn and solemn, but few people will stop here for a long time.

Knocking the chime three times in the hall is the daily morning lesson of his true biography.

It was just after early autumn at this time, and the cold air on the mountain was slightly strong, but the monks of Tianlong Temple were wearing single clothes, carrying wooden barrels filled with clear water in both hands, going up and down the mountain road, and believers and Zhike monks could be seen everywhere. chat.

"Brother Zhixing..."

"It's Senior Brother Zhixing..."

"Brother Zhixing finished the morning class?"

When Xu Xing went down the winding mountain road, many monks greeted him with warm words.

In this life, Xu Xing's real name was Wen Xing, and after being brought into Tianlong Temple by Zen Master Fahui, he took the dharma name Zhixing.

　The big centipede of Cihang Pudu is written according to the plot, there is nothing new, I will make up some myself.

　　Ask for a ticket.

　　Almost a thousand monthly tickets.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)