Beginning as a Tantric Academy Monk

Chapter 231 The poor monk also knows some fists and kicks

After coming out of the manor of Zhihui Monk, Lu Feng followed the path indicated on the leather bag and searched for the second guru, who was also the Zhizi generation, and the third one, who also walked through three manors. Lu Feng was still alone, with no one to sit with him for company.

This shows that none of these three masters agreed to the request of Elder Mingli and returned to the Wuwu White Pagoda Temple with them when the master presided over his reincarnation and passed away.

Moreover, seeing the three masters like this, Lu Feng was extremely disappointed! How should we say it? Even after leaving this big place like the temple, the rate of corruption of these masters far exceeded Lu Feng's imagination. In less than three years, these masters were considered the elite and the mainstay in the temple. Each of the monks is no different from the wise monk in front of him.

They are all indulged in all kinds of wine, sex and wealth, without a trace of renunciation, rotting in the world. The worldly possessions have not become the driving force for their progress, but have become the straw that breaks their death! At the same time, Lu Feng felt that renunciation was extraordinary. They had never practiced renunciation, so they did not have any transcendent recognition of Buddhism and longing for the supramundane world.

Under this situation, faced with endless temptations, their unyielding attitude was shaken by just one or two, and their foundation was shaken. There was no possibility of turning over again. Lu Feng pronounced their death dates one by one, as if they were in a dream. Like that huge black woman.

Wherever it passes, it brings death.

Just like this, Lu Feng was neither happy nor sad. Surviving in the realm of esoteric law was not an easy thing to think about. It was the same for the serfs, and there was no difference for these monks. They found their own way to death and could not blame others. go.

Walking along the road to the west, the sun is shining brightly, the sky is blue, and there is no sign of snow, but the air is still full of cold wind, which breathes into the nostrils and makes people's eyes shed tears!

Now, among the fifth manors, this one is a bit unusual - Lu Feng looks at the guru on the leather again. This is one of the few elder-level figures whose name begins with "明" , is one of the steward elders among the Cangzhen monks, and is also the presiding venerable who supports the person above with one hand. During the last dismissal event, he also went to a Sunrise Temple.

However, the Sunrise Temple he went to was somehow better than the Sunrise Temple where Lu Feng was located. Although it was close to an uninhabited area, there were also three chieftain official villages next to this area. The temple was in a place like this, and it was much more prosperous and lively than the Sunrise Temple that Lu Feng and Elder Mingli met on the way to Ganing Manor!

When Lu Feng found the Sunrise Temple, he found that the temple was indeed much larger than the other Sunrise Temples. In addition to the main hall, there were several side rooms, and the Ming'an monk was not there. In the meantime, I heard from his attendant monk in the temple that he went to the pastures of two chieftain nobles to mediate disputes.

Lu Feng was not in a hurry. He just sat in the temple and waited. Unfortunately, this time, there was no continuous supply of butter tea. Lu Feng even sat there for half a day and drank three large pots of butter tea and nothing else. Suddenly, Lu Feng vaguely heard that the attendant monk had sent people from the temple to borrow butter from the nearby chieftain's official village.

There was also an attendant monk who went out to look for Master Ming'an, and Lu Feng told him his name.

"Yongzhen."

"Master Yongzhen."

After getting the name, those people left.

Lu Feng himself sat cross-legged in the Sunrise Temple, playing the "Gabala Rosary" and meditating. All the monks of the "wisdom" generation he saw had no restraint after coming out of the temple, and they were willing to degenerate and became what they are now.

Even these people have no future, they just enjoy themselves one day at a time. The chieftain and the nobles of the clan do not force them too much, nor can they devour them immediately. They should also know that there is no need to As long as it takes, the gentlemen who come out of these temples will have no future.

Everything for them at that time was as simple as taking away the money in their own money bags. There was no need to take action while these monks were still alive. After all, there were risks involved in taking action at this time.

They are not afraid of others. What they are afraid of is that they will suffer a loss and be taken advantage of by the other chieftains.

As for this monk of the "Ming" generation, Lu Feng didn't know the extent of his Buddhist practice. The monks of the "Ming" generation are the great masters in the Endless White Pagoda Temple.

Regardless of whether it is Ming Li, Ming Zhi, Ming Dharma, or the other elders, their Dharma cultivation is not among the best.

The same is true for cattle, but there are also different types of cattle, yaks, and yak kings. After the presiding venerable dismissed all the monks under him, the chieftains and nobles who had been waiting for a long time swarmed up to the monks like wild wolves after seeing the corpses.

Even if they are edible, they have already finished eating, and the ones left behind are all unimportant people. What kind of scene is this Ming'an monk with the word "Ming" here?

After waiting for this, half a day had passed. When the sun began to set in the west, Monk Ming'an had not returned. Lu Feng's butter tea had been refilled, and the guru was nowhere to be seen. In fact, it was At this time, this attitude had already proved something. Lu Feng was not in a hurry. He chanted the secret mantra from morning to night. It was only at night that he saw Monk Ming'an.

Butter lamps were lit outside. Lu Feng was sitting outside the main hall and saw the attendant monks carefully walking into the main hall from the outside. They lit the butter lamps inside one by one. The butter lamps were very smokey. It can only illuminate a small area, so when Lu Feng looked over from here, he could only see the feet of the Buddha statue.

The rest of the Buddha statue was covered with red cloth, making it difficult to see the appearance. However, the strange charm seeping out of it made Lu Feng wonder what he was thinking. It was when it was getting dark that Monk Ming'an finally coming.

This is a middle-aged monk with a gray head. He is not wearing a hat and only has one eye.

The remaining eye did not know what it did and has disappeared. Moreover, on one of his arms, there was a wound that penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and even his sleeves could not cover it.

He doesn't have many magic weapons on his body, only a pair - an ancient vajra bell, and an ancient one-branch vajra pestle. In addition, there is not even a Gawu box, and there is no fire starter. No, he walked in from outside and sat down opposite Lu Feng with his waist bent. Behind him, there were two other people. It could be seen from their headscarves that they should also be "loyal". He is also a "divine witch", a member of the chieftain's family, or the chieftain himself.

Lu Feng was not surprised by this, especially after seeing the two people, Lu Feng lowered his eyes and clasped his hands to meet Monk Ming'an. His attitude towards Monk Ming'an was already representative of Many things have happened. Monk Ming'an looked at Lu Feng without any sadness, joy or anger. He said: "Yongzhen - I know your origins. Who can you say to me when you come here?

Is it reasonable or is it your own?

If you want to say something of your own, there is no need to say more now. Just walk out now. I have no intention to listen to your words. "

There was no sadness or joy in Monk Ming'an's tone, but there was a condescension in his tone, as if Lu Feng was still the sixth-level master in the temple, and Monk Ming'an was still the temple. Like the elders in the disciples, Lu Feng had no feeling about this, he just said: "I am just the mouthpiece of my 'original master'.

I have no words, and everything I say is just what my "original guru" wants to say, so what I come here is what my true guru means.

Now that Master Zhiwo’s words have come out, I wonder if Master Ming’an can ask the two masters to step aside temporarily? "

"It's out of the way."

Master Ming'an said, "As long as I am here, it is exactly the same as they are here.

They are here, they hear your words, and they don't care. "

Lu Feng glanced at them, then glanced at Master Ming'an and said: "Master Ming'an, these are the words of my master. His words can't stop others from hearing our plan. Forget it, so I still ask Master Ming'an to ask them to leave." "No problem."

Monk Ming'an said that he had no intention of paying attention to Lu Feng's request. After Lu Feng heard this, he did not continue to pester him and said: "Okay, since Master Ming'an asked me to say this, I will say it.

According to the words of my master, he wanted to ask the master to return to the temple with him when the presiding master passed away. "

After Lu Feng finished speaking, he saw the two "Zhou Zhong" behind him, with smiles on their faces. It couldn't be said to be sarcastic or anything, it was just as if adults had heard children talking nonsense.

Lu Feng didn't care about these things. He just cast his eyes on the face of Master Ming'an in front of him, wanting to know his answer. Master Ming'an turned back and looked at the two "Chuizhong" and said: "Just Tell your guru, I already understand what he means, but it is just like a yellow sheep who cannot recognize a yak as its mother.

Take my words with you! "

He said half of his words and did not continue to say the other half, but his meaning should have been obvious.

No matter who was the yellow sheep and who was the yak, they were not from the same group. He refused Elder Mingli's solicitation and used his actual actions to tell Lu Feng who Monk Ming'an belonged to.

Lu Feng already understood very clearly that the appearance of these two "loyalty braggarts" already represented his attitude. Lu Feng shook his head. He had no mercy and felt terrible. It is a kind of fear of being "unaware of the frog at the bottom of the well". This kind of fear is not for the master in front of him, but for himself.

He clearly knows what the Hutuktu of the Endless White Pagoda Temple should look like and do. It is the battle between the temple, the chieftains, and the nobles. If the presiding venerable really has a chance to survive, he can finally complete the task before reincarnation. The last move was a disaster for the monks who leaned against the chieftain nobles!

Lu Feng didn't know what would happen to them, but Lu Feng knew that Master Ming'an might not live until that time.

He rejected Elder Mingli.

Elder Mingli will deal with him.

At this time, except for "our side", it is all "their side". There is no middleman, and there is no one watching the show in the middle. They are either friends or enemies. Now what he has to do is, That is to do what Elder Mingli said, that is, "His words must be heard by Master Ming'an."

Master Ming'an doesn't agree to Lu Feng's request for temporary refuge, so Lu Feng will do it himself!

So Lu Feng stood up, put his hands together and saluted Master Ming'an, and said: "Since Master is not willing to go with us, then forget it, Master, I will leave first."

At the same time as he finished speaking, Lu Feng straightened up. At the same time, an infinite fire of wisdom suddenly appeared behind him. It was like a Buddhist wheel, hooking up to his ajna chakra. Around this Buddha wheel, six small fires appeared. The Buddha Wheel appeared and began to circulate continuously. Lu Feng suddenly took action. To everyone's surprise except him, he turned his "Kabala Rosary". Every time he turned a rosary, he shouted out a word!

"Om".

"Well".

"Woolen cloth".

"Bah".

"mum".

"Hum".

Every secret mantra, every secret mantra that the serfs and Buddhist monks in the esoteric realm may have heard, is now filled with Lu Feng's will and runs through Lu Feng's Buddhism. These secret mantras are in Lu Feng's mind. In his mouth, a power unimaginable by others bloomed.

His "Six-Character Great Ming Mantra" directly isolated all the six "doors of convenience" around the two "Chui Zhong". These six "doors of convenience" are doors, but they are not doors. They can be said to be a kind of door. "Passage", a "method", a "wisdom".

Lu Feng was determined not to use the "Six-Character Great Ming Mantra" in this way in the past, and he is now using the "Six-Character Great Ming Mantra" and has not used other secret spells at all. At least for his "secret deity" spell, he is a little bit None of them were used, which shows that Lu Feng is confident that he can defeat these two "Chung-chung" men in front of him without using his trump cards!

Under the connection of the secret mantra, a lotus flower platform slowly appeared on his bottom chakra. It was on this lotus flower platform that all the eight petals of the lotus outside were in full bloom.

Among them, the sixteen-petal small lotus on the second layer has all opened in the past three years. The constantly "beating" heart inside is wrapped in the more delicate small lotus petals. This The layers of petals, thirty-six petals in total, have already opened two more petals.

There are still thirty lotus petals left, and the third lotus platform can be opened. Among these petals, countless compassion rhymes flow out like water and fall at the bottom. It seems that it should form a lotus pond. In this lotus pond, lines were formed one after another, like fish, and like ripples of water.

"you!"

No matter what, those two "loyalty-playing" people never imagined that things would turn out like this. How could the guru in front of them dare to suddenly attack people from the chieftain family like them?

Zhi Lufeng knew that during the New Year this year, there would be a bloody storm near Wuwu White Pagoda Temple. The chieftain family? Zongben noble? The guru in the temple?

All are in danger.

Where does the undercurrent start? It’s not the beginning. It’s better to start here!

Lu Feng's sudden attack made it impossible for the two "Chu Zhong" to fight back. They were not here to fight, so what they were wearing were either the robes they wore when the gods descended, or even their magical weapons. No one carries much.

Lu Feng's action was to close many "convenient doors". Even if they wanted the gods to descend, they would have to go through a ceremony. In a short time, they would not be able to recover their means. In other words, they are now two "ordinary people". "Ordinary people" who can't even use any means, there is only one person who can save them here.

That is Master Ming'an.

It's a pity.

Among the elders of the Ming Dynasty, there is also a gap in strength!

(End of this chapter)