Comprehensive martial arts: At the beginning of the dragon, the nature is good
Chapter 296 3 Buddha Nu
Chapter 296 Three Surnamed Buddha Slaves
Monks do not drink alcohol.
Especially when a group of monks are together, no one will drink.
You can't drink it even if you want to.
So when most people are drunk and drunk, making noises or sleeping, Shaolin will be much quieter. There are even some diligent people who are still doing homework and reciting scriptures in the middle of the night. The Sanskrit sound has a reassuring flavor.
Wuhua is such a diligent monk. He is always perfect, no matter how he treats others or behaves in daily life. There is always a reason why Shaolin lists him as a benchmark figure for the younger generation. This is the reason.
Wuhua's favorite monk's robe is moon-white. This is not the standard monk's robe for Shaolin disciples. Other disciples do not have this treatment, but he can wear it.
It can be seen how much the whole Shaolin loves him.
In their hearts, Wuhua has no shortcomings, and the only shortcoming is the choice of monk's robe. It is just such a small shortcoming, which is really insignificant in the face of so many advantages.
In the room, candlelight poured through the window, and there was a handsome monk with red lips and white teeth. At first glance, he was more beautiful than most women in the world. The monk was wearing a moon-white monk's robe, his eyes were slightly closed, and his face was full of devotion to the Buddha.
If anyone dares to say that such a monk is bad, then this person must be extremely bad.
The old monk looked at Lin Wei with such thoughts, but in order to eat better, the old monk obeyed and pretended to be the Red Sun Dharma King, and became an actor under the direction of Lin Wei.
Of course, he also wanted to clear Wu Hua's name. Others suspected Wu Hua and was an insignificant person. Lin Wei suspected Wu Hua, but that was different.
Everyone knows that in Jianghu, Lin Wei represents most of the court. No one can forget how many people the court sent to support Lin Wei in Wudang.
Lin Wei's visit to Guangmingding this time went so smoothly. Everyone respected him and feared him. Isn't that the reason?
Therefore, it is necessary to dispel Lin Wei's suspicion.
With this purpose in mind, the old monk complained that the Tantric Lama's clothes were uncomfortable to wear, while he lurked around Guangmingding.
It can't be said everywhere, mainly concentrated here where the Shaolin monks live.
"who is it?"
It is naturally not appropriate to alarm everyone, but it only alarms the Shaolin family members, who are doing their own business. Even if it is known, given his seniority, would anyone dare to scold him?
"Dong dong!"
"Wuhua, did you notice anything wrong?"
"Reporting to the leader, there is nothing unusual." Wuhua's voice was still so gentle, and he always looked like this whenever he spoke.
"If not, go to bed early, we have to get up early tomorrow and go on the road!"
"Yes!"
After a simple exchange, the conversation inside and outside the door ended. No one from the outside came in, and no one from the inside left. It was just the usual concern of the elders for the younger ones.
But at this time, the old monk hiding in the beam of the roof was having troubles in his heart.
It's not difficult to play Hong Sun, especially an injured Red Sun.
So the moment the lurker comes in, people outside may not notice that there are no flowers in the house, but they will definitely find some traces. Since they have been discovered, why not tell them?
The old monk's aura was slightly unstable, but fortunately he was pretending to be an injured monk.
Martial arts in the world are nothing more than that, some are to increase attack power, some are to increase speed, and some are to hide oneself.
The injured old monk showed a little breath, but his concealment skills were impossible for Wuhua to see through at this time.
Wuhua looked at the old monk, he was incomprehensible.
Looking at the Red Sun Dharma King, he is equally enigmatic.
Under such circumstances, Lin Wei was naturally not worried that the old monk would be exposed because of this.In addition, he has begun to use the soul-moving method.
Wuhua is a clean monk, at least very clean on the outside, but such people are often dirty on the inside.
The dirtier the heart, the easier it is for people to be affected by Lin Wei's soul-moving method, not to mention that Wu Hua's realm is not as good as Lin Wei's.
After Kongwen and others retreated, Wuhua continued to recite sutras in the room, but at this time, he was reciting tantric sutras. The sound of the sutras would only circulate in the room and would never be heard by anyone outside.
This is not Wuhua's suspicion, but the caution he has honed over time. For a Japanese pirate living in a place like the Ming Dynasty or Shaolin where many masters are born, caution has become his instinct, because once he is exposed, he will be doomed.
Moreover, the tantric scriptures read at this moment have a dual effect, one is the final temptation, and the other is an expression of goodwill to the red sun.
As a great master of Tantric Buddhism, the Mahavamsa Sutra is a compulsory course.
Wuhua is one of the seven most excellent monks. The most outstanding one is in Buddhism. When many monks in Shaolin were young, they could not recite sutras. Wuhua did the opposite. Naturally, he was liked by those masters, not to mention that he really The research has found its way.
Fortunately, Lin Wei got it right and found an old monk. At this age, in addition to practicing kung fu, he also recited sutras. Many old monks in Shaolin have very strong Buddhist practices.
Wu Hua can understand the Mahavala Sutra and can even recite it, so naturally the old monk can do it too.
The two of them exchanged words with each other, and they exchanged a series of slang words inexplicably.
In fact, in terms of understanding of the Mahavala Sutra, it is impossible for the two of them to compare with the Red Sun Dharma King, but there is definitely no problem for two dabblers to fool each other.
After a long time, the chanting ended.
The old monk came down from the beam and looked at Wuhua silently.
Lin Wei activated the Soul Transferring Technique, trying his best to deceive Wuhua's five senses and amplify the negative emotions in his heart without being noticed by Wuhua.
"Amitabha's little monk has no flowers."
"Hmph!" The old monk snorted coldly, with resentment and anger. He didn't know who to blame or to anger, but at this time, it was surprisingly appropriate.
After all, Shaolin had a share in besieging the Red Sun Dharma King today.
After the cold snort, there was no more follow-up. This was also taught by Lin Wei. When a master talks to a low hand, he is still a master who is in a bad mood. It is not good to express too much.
Wuhua understood very well. If the 'Red Sun Dharma King' in front of him didn't say anything, of course he had to say it himself.
He was anxious to contact Meng Yuan because he vaguely felt that he could no longer survive in the Ming Dynasty. Chu Liuxiang was eyeing him and had already killed his Japanese pirate brother Nangong Ling.
He is looking for an opportunity to leave the Ming Dynasty. Although his great cause has not been achieved, smart people know that life is the most important. If you keep your life, you will have a chance to do anything. If your life is gone, then there will be nothing.
His original plan was to seek refuge with his mother Shi Guanyin, but the sudden appearance of Meng Yuan's people made him feel that this was the best choice.
He still has many unfulfilled ambitions.
Meng Yuan is a very good platform. If you can become a disciple of a master like Bashiba, your own strength will be greatly improved.
If the Eighth Master Ba cannot do it, the Red Sun Dharma King can do it too.
This idea of Buddhist slaves with three surnames was influenced by Lin Wei. In fact, he only dared to think about the Red Sun Dharma King at first. But after knowing that Lin Wei's master was Dugu Qiufeng, he opened his eyes and felt that he was no better than Lin Wei. If not, you can try to get enough of Ba Shiba.
…………
(End of this chapter)
Monks do not drink alcohol.
Especially when a group of monks are together, no one will drink.
You can't drink it even if you want to.
So when most people are drunk and drunk, making noises or sleeping, Shaolin will be much quieter. There are even some diligent people who are still doing homework and reciting scriptures in the middle of the night. The Sanskrit sound has a reassuring flavor.
Wuhua is such a diligent monk. He is always perfect, no matter how he treats others or behaves in daily life. There is always a reason why Shaolin lists him as a benchmark figure for the younger generation. This is the reason.
Wuhua's favorite monk's robe is moon-white. This is not the standard monk's robe for Shaolin disciples. Other disciples do not have this treatment, but he can wear it.
It can be seen how much the whole Shaolin loves him.
In their hearts, Wuhua has no shortcomings, and the only shortcoming is the choice of monk's robe. It is just such a small shortcoming, which is really insignificant in the face of so many advantages.
In the room, candlelight poured through the window, and there was a handsome monk with red lips and white teeth. At first glance, he was more beautiful than most women in the world. The monk was wearing a moon-white monk's robe, his eyes were slightly closed, and his face was full of devotion to the Buddha.
If anyone dares to say that such a monk is bad, then this person must be extremely bad.
The old monk looked at Lin Wei with such thoughts, but in order to eat better, the old monk obeyed and pretended to be the Red Sun Dharma King, and became an actor under the direction of Lin Wei.
Of course, he also wanted to clear Wu Hua's name. Others suspected Wu Hua and was an insignificant person. Lin Wei suspected Wu Hua, but that was different.
Everyone knows that in Jianghu, Lin Wei represents most of the court. No one can forget how many people the court sent to support Lin Wei in Wudang.
Lin Wei's visit to Guangmingding this time went so smoothly. Everyone respected him and feared him. Isn't that the reason?
Therefore, it is necessary to dispel Lin Wei's suspicion.
With this purpose in mind, the old monk complained that the Tantric Lama's clothes were uncomfortable to wear, while he lurked around Guangmingding.
It can't be said everywhere, mainly concentrated here where the Shaolin monks live.
"who is it?"
It is naturally not appropriate to alarm everyone, but it only alarms the Shaolin family members, who are doing their own business. Even if it is known, given his seniority, would anyone dare to scold him?
"Dong dong!"
"Wuhua, did you notice anything wrong?"
"Reporting to the leader, there is nothing unusual." Wuhua's voice was still so gentle, and he always looked like this whenever he spoke.
"If not, go to bed early, we have to get up early tomorrow and go on the road!"
"Yes!"
After a simple exchange, the conversation inside and outside the door ended. No one from the outside came in, and no one from the inside left. It was just the usual concern of the elders for the younger ones.
But at this time, the old monk hiding in the beam of the roof was having troubles in his heart.
It's not difficult to play Hong Sun, especially an injured Red Sun.
So the moment the lurker comes in, people outside may not notice that there are no flowers in the house, but they will definitely find some traces. Since they have been discovered, why not tell them?
The old monk's aura was slightly unstable, but fortunately he was pretending to be an injured monk.
Martial arts in the world are nothing more than that, some are to increase attack power, some are to increase speed, and some are to hide oneself.
The injured old monk showed a little breath, but his concealment skills were impossible for Wuhua to see through at this time.
Wuhua looked at the old monk, he was incomprehensible.
Looking at the Red Sun Dharma King, he is equally enigmatic.
Under such circumstances, Lin Wei was naturally not worried that the old monk would be exposed because of this.In addition, he has begun to use the soul-moving method.
Wuhua is a clean monk, at least very clean on the outside, but such people are often dirty on the inside.
The dirtier the heart, the easier it is for people to be affected by Lin Wei's soul-moving method, not to mention that Wu Hua's realm is not as good as Lin Wei's.
After Kongwen and others retreated, Wuhua continued to recite sutras in the room, but at this time, he was reciting tantric sutras. The sound of the sutras would only circulate in the room and would never be heard by anyone outside.
This is not Wuhua's suspicion, but the caution he has honed over time. For a Japanese pirate living in a place like the Ming Dynasty or Shaolin where many masters are born, caution has become his instinct, because once he is exposed, he will be doomed.
Moreover, the tantric scriptures read at this moment have a dual effect, one is the final temptation, and the other is an expression of goodwill to the red sun.
As a great master of Tantric Buddhism, the Mahavamsa Sutra is a compulsory course.
Wuhua is one of the seven most excellent monks. The most outstanding one is in Buddhism. When many monks in Shaolin were young, they could not recite sutras. Wuhua did the opposite. Naturally, he was liked by those masters, not to mention that he really The research has found its way.
Fortunately, Lin Wei got it right and found an old monk. At this age, in addition to practicing kung fu, he also recited sutras. Many old monks in Shaolin have very strong Buddhist practices.
Wu Hua can understand the Mahavala Sutra and can even recite it, so naturally the old monk can do it too.
The two of them exchanged words with each other, and they exchanged a series of slang words inexplicably.
In fact, in terms of understanding of the Mahavala Sutra, it is impossible for the two of them to compare with the Red Sun Dharma King, but there is definitely no problem for two dabblers to fool each other.
After a long time, the chanting ended.
The old monk came down from the beam and looked at Wuhua silently.
Lin Wei activated the Soul Transferring Technique, trying his best to deceive Wuhua's five senses and amplify the negative emotions in his heart without being noticed by Wuhua.
"Amitabha's little monk has no flowers."
"Hmph!" The old monk snorted coldly, with resentment and anger. He didn't know who to blame or to anger, but at this time, it was surprisingly appropriate.
After all, Shaolin had a share in besieging the Red Sun Dharma King today.
After the cold snort, there was no more follow-up. This was also taught by Lin Wei. When a master talks to a low hand, he is still a master who is in a bad mood. It is not good to express too much.
Wuhua understood very well. If the 'Red Sun Dharma King' in front of him didn't say anything, of course he had to say it himself.
He was anxious to contact Meng Yuan because he vaguely felt that he could no longer survive in the Ming Dynasty. Chu Liuxiang was eyeing him and had already killed his Japanese pirate brother Nangong Ling.
He is looking for an opportunity to leave the Ming Dynasty. Although his great cause has not been achieved, smart people know that life is the most important. If you keep your life, you will have a chance to do anything. If your life is gone, then there will be nothing.
His original plan was to seek refuge with his mother Shi Guanyin, but the sudden appearance of Meng Yuan's people made him feel that this was the best choice.
He still has many unfulfilled ambitions.
Meng Yuan is a very good platform. If you can become a disciple of a master like Bashiba, your own strength will be greatly improved.
If the Eighth Master Ba cannot do it, the Red Sun Dharma King can do it too.
This idea of Buddhist slaves with three surnames was influenced by Lin Wei. In fact, he only dared to think about the Red Sun Dharma King at first. But after knowing that Lin Wei's master was Dugu Qiufeng, he opened his eyes and felt that he was no better than Lin Wei. If not, you can try to get enough of Ba Shiba.
…………
(End of this chapter)
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