Beginning as a Tantric Academy Monk

Chapter 562 Silver Cellar
The bonfire was burning. With his bloody hands, "Lacan" held the hearts and began to chant. In his chant, "weird rhyme" was entangled in these hearts. He looked at the "miscellaneous soldiers" kneeling in front of him and said, "Eat them."

Those "miscellaneous soldiers" dared not disobey, but "Lakang" did not care about it. He grabbed a handful of "tsampa" from his "satchel", stuffed it into his mouth, opened his water bag, and drank a sip of highland barley wine.

He and the "clan nobles" there do not have the same ancestor.

Although they are all descendants of gods, he has been away from the "Secret Realm" for too long, so this matter is also a good thing - he has no connections here.

When he encountered something, he would just run away. Even the monks in the big temples could not predict his fate!

He naturally has his own methods.

The wind blew violently, bringing with it a crazy howl. The bodies of the six monks who had been disemboweled and had their hearts dug out were hung naked on wooden sticks. When the wind blew, it was as if the bodies were alive. He wiped the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand, clamped his legs around the horse's belly, and urged the horse to go. Behind him, the group of "miscellaneous soldiers" also followed him away. At this moment, their faces were not clean.

The vomited food on the ground, the "leftovers" hanging on their faces and beards, and the sour and stinky smell blown away by the wind, all reflected what these "miscellaneous soldiers" had just done - vomiting all over the place.

After they left, a pack of wolves came up and wanted to eat all the corpses.

This place is quite far from the master's pasture, and it is also a desolate and rocky land. It is a place that the master does not like, but will not give up!
Generally speaking, it would take three to five days for the "Zongben Lords" nearby to be unaware of the problems here. "Lakang" squinted his eyes and walked in front, listening to the "vomiting" sound behind him. He suddenly took out a whip and beat these "miscellaneous soldiers" hard, making them bleed all over and speechless. Then he took out three stones and threw them out for divination.

Whatever was in your mind had already been considered when you threw the stone.

Then he began to walk towards the distance.

This road leads to a place called "Dodrajeb Manor". The owner of this manor is a great nobleman who is nearly sixty years old. Compared with other clan nobles, his foundation is in the state capital. He has come to this point by relying on his noble bloodline.

His ancestors were the famous "descendants of gods" and "heroes"!
He did not need to fight with other "Zongben nobles" for this land, other "Zongbens", and other "temples". He retreated because he failed in the struggle with the temples. Even so, he returned to his "Dodlajebu Manor" safely. In this manor, even the sky, the earth, the Nima sun above, and the air breathed by the serfs were all the kindness of this great manor owner.

In his territory, there is more than one temple. A large number of "miscellaneous soldiers" support this manor. The ghee in the warehouse has piled up into a mountain. The rich river is like a cow that produces milk continuously. The river valleys soaked in "milk" are good places to grow barley. The entire manor has formed a natural fortress.

Moreover, "Dodrajeb" enshrines a large number of "household gods" whose names are unknown! Their family has a deep relationship with the "Chuizhong" family among the "Four Great Dharma Protector Temples".

Even facing such a big family, "Lakang" was not afraid. He led these "miscellaneous soldiers" behind him and headed towards the manor. Although they were all "miscellaneous soldiers", there were differences between them.

These "miscellaneous soldiers" behind him were so weak that they couldn't even pull their rotten bows, and even if they waved their stones, they couldn't hit anyone.

But the "miscellaneous soldiers" of the "Dodrajeb" family he faced could at least come to kill him on horseback. At this moment, the "miscellaneous soldiers" behind "Lakang" had bloodshot eyes. On their bodies, they could see "ligui" coming out of their seven orifices, forming a "weird rhythm" of breathing. Many rose-red pimples grew on their bodies without them noticing.

The "miscellaneous soldiers" behind are all slowly turning into "fierce and cunning" ones!
This is what "Lacan" means.

As for what Lakang cares about, it is never the "miscellaneous soldiers" but the "house gods". Before every New Year, it is the day that the serfs of "Dodlajeb Manor" look forward to the most. At this time, they will have an extra half bowl of ghee in their rice bowls. As for being "worshipped", it is impossible.

Most of them were not qualified to be sacrifices.

On the contrary, when the ritual was being held, these dirty people were not allowed to appear in the manor. Even if everyone was crowded together, it was enough to keep warm, so as not to cause sores on their bodies and then die inexplicably.

Just after Lacan and his group left, some strange "weirdness" soon appeared here again.

These "strange rhymes" appeared in the remains of those dead "monks".

The "wild wolves" that were trying to bite out the intestines from the still soft belly of the corpse near the ganglion for food, raised their heads swiftly, sensed this "weird rhythm", and immediately turned and left.

Even the blood on the pointed mouth was ignored. After the wolves left, the other beasts did not come forward. However, in the wilderness, the corpse was not eaten by wild beasts. This was an ominous sign. Unfortunately, there was no one to manage these things.

The bonfire next to it gradually went out, and the sun slowly set as the bonfire went out.

The road is paved with blood red!
After the sun went down, the wind became even more shrill, sounding like the howling of wolves. After a while, the corpses began to "rot" in the wind. During this rapid "rot", a "sacred eagle" suddenly fell from the sky!
This "sacred eagle" had no intention of eating the "corpse".

It stood on the top of the stick, with its eyes reflecting everything in the "Secret Domain". On its "eagle beak" hung a necklace made of bones. It waited for the time to come, and when the time came, it lowered its head and gently hung the necklace made of bones on the "corpse".

At that time, the entire secret realm was under the brilliant starlight.

This place is very close to the sky. If you look from here, you can actually see a big snow mountain. Under the big snow mountain is the iron-hard land. This big snow mountain is usually hidden behind the thick fog. At this moment, the stars are shining brightly, and this place is suddenly open!

In the moment of sudden enlightenment, a Bodhisattva suddenly appeared in the eyes of the "Eagle". This Bodhisattva was as tall as the heaven and earth, looking down at the "Secret Dharma Realm" with compassion, and looked like a "Silent Lord". Under his gaze, the corpses hanging on the sticks began to move slowly.

At first it was like being blown by the wind, but as the "wind" grew stronger, the "corpses" walked down from the wooden sticks. During the struggle, a large number of parts fell to the ground.

But this "corpse" is already dead and "completely unaware"!
When these "corpses" fell down, the sound of "Gangdong" was heard in the distance.

An old man came from a distance. This monk was blowing the "Gangdong". This "Gangdong" was already several years old, and its bones were full of traces of time. The whole "Gangdong" was extremely round after being touched, and had a "patina" from smoke and fire, showing two colors of yellow and black.

The old man was wearing clothes similar to those of a "shaman". He blew the "Gangdong" and took them away from here.

It disappeared in the blink of an eye. So, there was nothing left here except the wooden stick stained with blood! After the old man left, the stars remained, but the "Divine Eagle" was nowhere to be seen! The "Divine Eagle" had already flapped its wings and flew away when the "Gangdong" sounded, and disappeared without a trace.

The thick fog returned and continued to cover the snow-capped mountains.

Just at this moment, the sound of messy horse hooves shattered the tranquility. The disappeared "Lacan" actually came back again. Behind him, there were no "miscellaneous soldiers", but he had returned!

He held the scimitar in his hand and rushed towards the "old monk".

He wanted to see what this thing was that had been following him and taking away all the people he had killed!

After chasing all the way, "Lacon" reined in the horse.

Without any hesitation, he narrowed his eyes slightly, like a knife that had just been unscabbarded.

This road - is it the road leading to "Ganye Temple"?

Huh?
Could it be related to "Ganye Temple" again?

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grassland.

No man's land.

Lu Feng was looking at the scroll in his hand. This was a secret treasure kept secret by the "medical monks" in the "Lotus Qin Zao Fa Temple".

These treasures are often passed down from master to disciple, and are no different from the inheritance of the "debate" with him before, except that they are more "gentle". As a monk who is an apprentice, it is impossible for him to get such a scroll at the beginning. He has to start learning from a young age, just like he is his teacher's son. In the end, he has to be responsible for his master's retirement.

——Even in the temple, monks who have lost their ability to work are miserable. Sometimes, it is not even necessary to lose the ability to work, but just to lose most of their "powers", which is an extremely terrible thing. There are countless ways in the temple to make people spit out their "food".

My fellow disciples, aren’t these also your own resources?
In the "temple", there is ostensibly no bloodline inheritance, so the "master-disciple inheritance" is a method of ensuring "safety" in the temple. Therefore, these "medical monks" must start by learning how to identify medicines, and then how to boil medicines, how to master mantras, and later practice secret spells, and so on.

The whole process may take more than ten years or even decades.

There is not much difference in the number of years between the study in Kangcun and that in Kangcun. After this period of time, when the monks in Cangbinyuan retire due to old age, the replacement for this position must be his disciples! These masters and disciples have mastered a recipe for the young "Buddha's disciples" to use.

Large temples like the "Lotus Chin Zao Fa Temple", or this sect, attach great importance to the training of "medical monks".

Even if Lu Feng got the scroll in one go, he still had to start from scratch, identify the medicinal properties of the herbs, and know where these things came from and where they went.

There are also some "general education courses" that require someone to teach him, but Lu Feng is not in a hurry. He knows that for "people" like the "Big Buddha in the Wuxia Hat", he must have made full preparations. Since he needs to learn some "general education courses", there must be teachers of "general education courses".

Not only on this scroll, the most important thing about this medicinal ingredient is the "evil ghost", and it must be a "male evil ghost" with "deep resentment" and "drowned in water"!
This medicinal ingredient is not considered expensive in general prescriptions.

This medicinal material is only for men. It does not require date of birth, special physical condition, or other signs - such as moles on the face or sores on the head, which are easy to find.

Otherwise, they would be like the “evil and strange” beings guarding the “Lotus Qin Zao Fa Temple” and the “hidden treasures of the world”.

Even if it is a large temple, it still takes years to find it.

Apart from this "li gui", the rest of the medicinal materials were easy to find. Especially the descriptions of some herbs were simpler. There were pictures of the grass or flowers in the valley that looked a certain way.

It is obvious that people are needed to "follow the map".

Very friendly.

Just as Lu Feng was thinking carefully, the "Big Buddha in the Wuxia Hat" came over with a bowl of new medicine soup.

"Drink the medicine, six bowls this time!"

“This is the first bowl.”

In fact, Lu Feng had known for a long time that these medicines would also cause the patient to be "unable to take the medicine due to lack of strength". Even if they were given to Buddhist disciples, they needed to be taken slowly and the medicine should be fed to the disciples slowly. However, for Lu Feng, the "Big Buddha in the Wuxia Hat" had never thought of "taking it slowly" and making one change a day.

After Lu Feng drank all six bowls, he felt that all the bright spots of his "Tumo Samadhi" began to burn fiercely. Closing his eyes, Lu Feng felt his wisdom burning, and it was easier for him to enter into the "great joy" during the operation. In this raging fire, Lu Feng did the same thing and obtained another scroll.

Then the "Great Buddha of Wuxia Hat" said: "Come with me. I have found the first silver vault here. This is the path that the Bodhisattva has guided you on, but you must open it yourself."

Upon hearing this, Lu Feng walked over and saw the entrance to the silver cellar. At the entrance, there were densely packed curses, making people "dazzled"!
(End of this chapter)