Wan Niu's Unstoppable Courage

At the mountain gate of Maha Wuliang Palace, a group of bored intellectuals are waiting for the return of the head abbot. 【leaf*】【*】

They are all long-term errand workers sent by various colleges to pick up new seedlings. The level is generally around the third or fourth level of Qi Refining, and the age is generally in the fifties. .

The only exception is a nun with blonde hair and purple eyes. She is as beautiful as a flower, and she is particularly eye-catching and outstanding among the old gingers that are old and lifeless.

The intellectuals of the other courtyards secretly wondered, isn't this pretty lady one of the famous double jades of "Xiangji Kitchen" "Guanyin Maid"?In the past ten years, she has been the most popular at the Unsheltered Conference and the Yulan Basin in the school. I heard that she is only 36 years old this year and has already cultivated to the ninth level of Qi refining. A cultivation prodigy who became an inner disciple—how could she be assigned by "Xiangji Kitchen" to do such a nonsense job with no technical content?

If you can't figure it out, you can't figure it out, but you still have to shoot ass.

After all, everyone has vaguely heard that Elder Dharma Ju of Luohan Hall has already publicly stated that as long as the Avalokitesvara maidservant is successfully promoted to the Foundation Establishment Stage, she will be accepted as the third apprentice.

The Maha Infinity Palace is an "academic system", and only a very small number of inner disciples who stand out from the crowd will be favored by the bigwigs above, and they will be designated as the official mantle of the gate wall.

Outer disciples, inner disciples, and direct disciples, although the names are not much different, in fact, how are the treatment of these three different?

The same is true cultivation, the outer disciples can only listen to the big lectures, the inner disciples are slightly better, and have the privilege to go to the Tibetan scripture pavilion to read materials, and the direct disciples don’t need anything, they have a master, no matter it’s martial arts or pills It's still a magic weapon, a talisman, and if there is anything missing, just open your mouth with the master and you can start a small fire.Not to mention that the extremely hard-working outer disciples can only salivate with envy and hatred, even the best among the inner disciples are also far behind.

This class is the real elite class of our sect, which symbolizes the future, hope and future of Maha Infinity Palace!

All the sycophant's flattery was patted on the horse's legs. []

"If something happened to "Xiang Ji Kitchen" today, I should have attended the Bodhi Puja in person! The maidservant of Guanyin was visibly anxious, like an ant on a hot pot, she raised her neck to look at the distant sky from time to time: "So, I'm in a bad mood right now, you better not babble in front of me!" "

"Senior brother is in a bad mood, don't be afraid, we have plenty of things to relieve boredom." The intellectuals cheekily took out stacks of black and white paper from their pockets, picked out the most interesting and fun ones, and presented them with nods and bows. come up.

The Avalokitesvara's maid looked at these skinless and shameless dudes with scrutiny, and anger appeared faintly on her pretty face.

Seeing the old faces full of humility and obedience in front of her, she still didn't have the nerve to lower her face after all.

"What the hell are you doing?" She casually pulled a piece of white paper, and just glanced at it, before she frowned.

This is left behind.

According to the rules, the young seedlings have to write down their wills and explain their future affairs before crossing the world of mortals.

"Hey, senior brother, please read and read, these leftovers are very interesting. Many new seedlings think that their lives and deaths are uncertain, and they dare to write anything in it..." A group of intellectuals smiled, nodded and bowed their heads and explained: "We are also idle when we are idle. , It’s the best way to pass the boring time with this.”

"Shouldn't these relics be filed in the Sutra Pavilion?"

"First ask the senior brother from the Lantern Palace to come over. After we finish watching, it's not too late to send it to the Sutra Pavilion."

This is the first time for the Guanyin servant girl to come to welcome new seedlings. Although she feels that spying on other people is not very authentic, she is really anxious after waiting here for a long time.All right!Just use it to kill time!It's better to be clean and comfortable than listening to these gangsters slapping and clamoring endlessly.

As a result, the first will shocked her spirits. [~]

"Under the peach blossom tree, the big-footed black lady. Before talking about copper coins, spread the reed mat first. Three cups of white wine, a few words from the heart. When you return to your hometown, have a laugh with her." Zuzu chanted three times, Avalokitesvara's servant girl still feels eloquent and has a lingering aftertaste. It's really unheard of that a piece of paper can be written so deeply and meaningfully but funny.Looking at the inscription again—"Long Aotian"—her serious expression couldn't help but turned into a chuckle: "Whose child is this, I'm not afraid of dying if I have such an overly lustful name." ..." However, looking at the vigorous handwriting on the white paper, which looks like a dancer's waist lowered, and a fairy screaming at the tree, she couldn't help admiring: "Good writing! Good poetry! It really has the spirit of an ancient hermit! It's not in vain. Long Aotian is such a catchy name!"

"That's right." A middle-aged female nun with mixed black and white hair was waiting for this to get close to her: "Brother, I'm afraid I don't know. Renshi, I’m still a fellow villager with you! By the way, he’s also the champion of this year’s Bodhi Dharma Assembly! I heard from Master Xi Wuwei that this junior brother had a nickname in the mortal world, called “Xidun Poet Immortal” ! "

"Is that the misty fisherman who wrote "Who's Afraid? A Misty Rain Ren Pingsheng"? The Guanyin servant girl's beautiful eyes flashed, and she said like a treasure: "It's the one who wrote "There are flowers and wine, spring is always there, there is no moon, no lights, and the night is bright", "The world is a big dream, and life is fresh and cool." , "I am a man of mountains and rivers in Qingdu, and heaven teaches laziness and madness", "The Venus hanging behind the Big Dipper is not as good as a glass of wine in front of you", "What's the use of living me, I can't laugh. What's the use of killing me, don't reduce my arrogance", "I don't ask people to be rich, people need my articles"? "

"He also wrote "I once whipped a famous horse because of drunkenness, for fear that the love would tire the beauties." "

"It seems that "If I don't hate the ancients, I don't see them, if I hate the ancients, I don't see them," is also his work. "

"There is also "Looking back at the place that has always been bleak, there is neither wind nor rain"..."

"There is also "The breeze deliberately keeps me hard, and the bright moon has no intention to shine on oneself"..."

"There is also "A man who is determined to die, try his hand, mend the cracks in the sky"..."

The other intellectuals also rushed to add.

The monks who were born in a family like the Maha Infinity Palace do not advocate the house repair model of "keep your ears off the outside world, and only seek to soar in the daytime". An integral part of their cultivation career.

Ordinary people are like ants in the eyes of monks, but the masterpieces of art created by ants are not.

Art is an indispensable spiritual nourishment for all civilizations, and this point is also unavoidable even for a comprehension civilization that overlooks all living beings from above.

"It seems that he looks pretty good. When I went home to visit my relatives this year, I heard that this man caused a big commotion when he entered the capital of Sidon. The axle of the car was almost thrown by a woman who heard about it along the way. The white grass is crushed. However, his age seems to have passed the limit of new seedlings?" Guanyin maidservant has been paying close attention to the situation of the new seedlings in the Sidon Empire because a relative is going to participate in this year's Tribulation Ceremony. , but she has no impression of this Long Aotian at all, apparently it is a "wild seedling" that was temporarily squeezed in by the Sidon Bieyuan.

Why is an older "wild seedling" who has become a monk halfway and has not been cultivated by a quasi-monk be absorbed into the Maha Wuliang Palace?

And also won the first prize, and got the Moyu Token?

"It's not just that she looks pretty good!" The middle-aged nun blushed, and desperately elongated her tone to express her overwhelming feelings, "I came to pick up a group of white girls on behalf of "Free Life Pond" last night. Brand rookie, I have witnessed Long Aotian's heroic appearance with my own eyes, he is so handsome, I was... I was..." She got stuck while talking, and couldn't find a strong enough adjective after groping for a long time. Fully express what you want to express.

"Really?" Avalokitesvara looked down on this Zhigu nun in the release pool more and more. Fortunately, she is still a Buddhist monk, and even a man would be amazed. The Taoist heart is so unstable, no wonder she is still practicing at an old age. Qi triple level.

"It's more real than pearls!" The other intellectuals followed suit and swore, "You'll know when he comes back and see senior brother. You've never seen such a beautiful Xiangyaocha. The first time you see it, it's just like Wan Wan. Like an arrow piercing the heart."

"I'm afraid I may not have such a blessing. The champion of crossing robbery does not mean that he is also the champion of fighting." Guanyin's maid flicked her nails disdainfully: "Every year, black cards are taken out for a bloody trial as usual. In the past 20 years, I was the only one who survived the older young seedling who became a monk on the way. At least I still possessed martial arts back then, so what did that beautiful poet fairy do? Could it be possible that by reciting poems, he could pass the crisis-ridden, high-elimination rate messy first test?"

People, if you talk too much, you will be easily slapped in the face.

Not long after these words were spoken, the head abbot hurried back to the mountain gate.

"Guess everyone, how many black brand new seedlings have passed the bloody first test this time?" King Kong Sanzang couldn't hide his joy.

Zhike monks are not fools, looking at the complacent face of the master, they also know that the number of passers-by this time must be far more than the previous ones.

"There must be... there must be ten people?" According to past experience, the elimination rate of 83:[-] is considered an ideal figure. This year's black card rookie has a total of [-] people. It stands to reason that eight people can pass the test. , but for the sake of being so stingy as the head of the family, you might as well relax the number a little bit more.

"More than ten! You are too conservative!"

"Eleven?"

"twelve?"

"Thirteen?"

According to the face of the master, the intellectuals raised their bets one after another.

Shouting until twenty, Vajra Sanzang remained calm.

All the intellectuals grinned and raised their eyebrows, their eyes extremely shocked.

If it was a bit of a performance just now, they felt incredible from the bottom of their hearts.