Hongmeng Gold List

Chapter 150
Every day, a large number of monks came to the Jinguang Pavilion to do their homework as usual. They didn't seem to see Situ Yufan and Yang Yi, and ignored them.

Situ Yufan and Yang Yi were determined to join the Golden Light Gate, of course they would not give up easily, they really couldn't afford to kneel.

Time passed day by day, and seven days and seven nights passed in the blink of an eye. Even if their cultivation bases were not weak, they couldn't hold on anymore.

However, they still gritted their teeth and persisted, with no intention of retreating.

"Master, these two people are extremely talented and determined, we might as well accept them." Said the old monk who said that Situ Yufan and the others were not enough buddhist predestined relationship.

Hui Guang, the master of the Jinguang Gate, said: "They are determined, but unfortunately they are too murderous. We must sharpen their minds. Moreover, they are indeed entangled in secular affairs and are not suitable for monks. Let them kneel for two days, and then you accept them as lay disciples." Bar."

"Master, since you accept them as lay disciples, what do you think we should arrange for them to do?" Huiming, the Elder of Bodhidharma Hall, asked the question.

Huiguang thought for a while and said, "Let them clean the Sutra Pavilion and the large area outside. There is only one old monk to clean the Sutra Pavilion. It is really not enough manpower."

"Okay!" Huiming nodded.

Two days later, both Situ Yufan and Yang Yi passed out, they were so tired.

When they woke up, Huiming personally told them the good news: "Two benefactors, the sect master is very gracious and allows you to worship the Golden Light Gate. However, for the time being, you can only be lay disciples under my name. My name is Huiming, the elder of Bodhidharma hall."

"Dharma Hall!" Situ Yufan exclaimed.

Shaolin Temple also has Bodhidharma Hall, so is Jinguangmen the same as Shaolin Temple?

"Is the Bodhidharma Hall strange? You must know that the Bodhidharma Hall is the strongest branch of our Golden Light Gate. The head of our Bodhidharma Hall is called a divine monk." Huiming said.

Situ Yufan quickly shook his head and said, "It's not surprising, it's just that the name Bodhidharma Hall is very familiar."

"That's it! There's nothing strange about it. The Buddhist sects in the world are one family. Most of the Buddhist, Taoist and Immortal sects have Bodhidharma halls." Huiming explained.

"So it is!" Situ Yufan suddenly realized.

"Because you are lay disciples, you still use your original names." Huiming said.

"My name is Yang Yi."

"My name is Situ Yufan!"

Huiming nodded and said, "Very good! Yang Yi, Situ Yufan, you will be the lay disciples of Jinguangmen from now on. In addition to doing your homework every day, you also have to clean the Sutra Pavilion and the surrounding area. There are a large number of Buddhist scriptures and martial arts secret books of Jinguangmen in the pavilion. It is forbidden to peep and steal them, otherwise you will be severely punished. You can read more of those Buddhist scriptures in your spare time, which will help you grow in the future."

"Yes!" Situ Yufan and Yang Yi were very excited.

Now that they can enter the Golden Light Gate, they will have the opportunity to learn the martial arts of the Golden Light Gate sooner or later, so they are not in a hurry.

For them, being able to enter the Golden Light Gate is already the first step.

"I'll take you to the Sutra Pavilion. The Sutra Pavilion has been managed by an old monk. Even I don't know how many years he has been in the Sutra Pavilion in Jinguangmen. After you go to the Sutra Pavilion, follow the old monk's orders. Commander, don't be negligent." Huiming said.

"Yes! Master!"

Situ Yufan was overwhelmed by a huge wave in his heart: "Could it be that there is also a floor-sweeping monk in the Golden Light Gate? It seems that I must ask him for advice."

After walking for a long time and passing through many corridors, they finally arrived at the Sutra Pavilion.

The Sutra Pavilion is a small three-story building, like a small tower, very delicate.

"This is the Sutra Pavilion. You not only need to clean the Sutra Pavilion, but also the nearby courtyards. You must clean it three times a day," Huiming said.

"Got it, Master!"

Approaching the Sutra Pavilion, Situ Yufan and the others saw an old monk with a white beard reaching his waist, cleaning the fallen leaves in front of the Sutra Pavilion.

"Senior." Huiming quickly saluted.

"Elder, you don't need to be too polite. I'm just a handyman in Jinguangmen. You are the elder of Bodhidharma Hall. I'm really ashamed to be the elder." The old monk had a kind face and spoke with full air.

"Senior, these two are Yang Yi and Situ Yufan, lay disciples who just entered Jinguangmen today. I will arrange for them to help you clean the Sutra Pavilion and the nearby courtyards. From now on, they will follow your orders. If If they have done something wrong, you can teach them a lesson." Huiming said.

"Senior, please give me some pointers!" Situ Yufan and Yang Yi hurriedly saluted.

"Okay! I don't know how long I have been cleaning the Sutra Pavilion, and finally someone can help." The old monk smiled.

Situ Yufan asked: "Master, if we can complete the tasks and merits well, can we follow the old man to practice?"

"Of course, it's your blessing that seniors are willing to guide you." Huiming said.

After speaking, Huiming drifted away, and soon there was no one in sight.

"Senior, what are we doing now?" Situ Yufan asked.

"You, your name is Yang Yi, right?" the old monk asked.

"Yes! Junior Yang Yi, please advise!" Yang Yi said.

"In the future, you will be responsible for cleaning the Sutra Pavilion. As for you, you will clean the surrounding courtyards," said the old monk.

"Yes!" Yang Yi said loudly.

Situ Yufan said with a bitter face, "Yes!"

The voice also became limp.

There are so many courtyards around the Sutra Pavilion, and he cleans it three times a day, which is definitely exhausting.

"What are you still doing? Go to work."

Situ Yufan and Yang Yi went to work separately. Yang Yi's work is relatively simple, because there are no leaves in the small building, and he only needs to sort out martial arts secret books and Buddhist scriptures.

Yang Yi is an honest man, and Huiming told him not to steal martial arts secrets, so after he finished his work, he picked up a Buddhist scripture and read it.

If there is something he doesn't understand, he will ask the old monk for advice.The old monk knows everything, and he is happy to give advice to Yang Yi.

Situ Yufan was miserable. After sweeping one courtyard, he had to sweep another courtyard. There were fallen leaves everywhere, and he couldn't clean it clean.

There is no way, I finally got into the Golden Light Gate, and I can't be lazy and stop working.

Situ Yufan didn't have time to rest until the evening when someone brought them food.

While eating, the old monk said, "You don't need to work at night, you can arrange it yourself."

"Yes! Senior."

At night, Situ Yufan and Yang Yi practiced separately.

The old monk didn't practice, and kept following Yang Yi and Situ Yufan's practice.

"It's really strange. These two people seem to practice less magic tricks than us...the Golden Light Gate has something to do with it. Yang Yi's cultivation should be indestructible, but Situ Yufan's magic skills are even more peculiar. There is even a phantom of a dragon elephant , It seems to be in the same line as the subduing demon magic skill, but it is even more powerful than the subduing demon magic skill." The old monk was extremely surprised.

"Yang Yi's cultivation of Vajra is not bad and he is not yet home. It seems that I will find an opportunity to give him good advice. Maybe I can revive Jinguangmen and regain everything it used to be."

"As for Situ Yufan, it's better to observe more. His murderous aura is stronger, so don't be too anxious."

The old monk talked to himself for a while, and went back to his room to rest.

On the second day, Situ Yufan and Yang Yi went to the Jinguang Pavilion for morning class, and then returned to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to start cleaning.

"Cleaning is too boring, so I might as well practice the Nine Swords of Destroying Demons while cleaning." Situ Yufan secretly said.

So, he started to clean the courtyard, but when cleaning, he used all the moves of the Nine Swords.

"The first form of the Nine Swords of Swaying Demons, the sword-drawing form!"

"Swinging Demon Nine Swords, the second style of swinging sword!" As soon as the move came out, many fallen leaves danced and gathered together.

"The third form of the Nine Swords Swinging Demons, the Spinning Sword Form!"

The cyclone flew out, and all the leaves and dust were taken away.

To keep the ground spotless is more difficult to control than killing people.

While cleaning, Situ Yufan pondered over his moves.

The white-bearded old monk saw everything with his eyes, and when he saw the martial arts performed by Situ Yufan, his eyes couldn't help but shine.

"This kid is really not simple, the swordsmanship he learned is extremely miraculous. It's just that the moves seem to be incomplete, and he can't exert the strongest power of the swordsmanship." The old monk praised.

Yang Yi sorted out the scriptures and secret books, and walked out of the scripture storage pavilion.Originally he wanted to help Situ Yufan, but was stopped by the old monk.

"Everyone does their own work. If you have nothing to do, you can practice on your own."

"Yes! Senior!"

Yang Yi walked to the open space and began to practice the stick technique. He practiced the ordinary stick technique first, and then practiced the magic stick technique.

The old monk's eyes lit up when he saw Yang Yi perform the magic stick technique.

After Yang Yi's practice was over, the old monk walked over: "Yang Yi, what you practice is the magic stick technique?"

"How did senior know?" Yang Yi asked in surprise.

"The magic stick method is the unique skill of Shaolin Temple. Of course I know that our Jinguangmen is in the same line as Shaolin Temple, and many martial arts are the same. In fact, there is a secret book of the magic stick method in the Sutra Pavilion, but how did you lose it in Shaolin Temple? What about the unique skills?" the old monk said.

Yang Yi hesitated for a moment, then said: "Senior, the magic stick technique was taught to me by an eminent monk, and I don't know his name. After he saved me, he taught me the magic stick technique. You also told me thousands of times not to show it easily."

He paused, and continued: "In the end, I joined the Fuwei, and in order to compete for the ranking, I used the magic stick method, but was recognized by the people of the Song Palace, and I got into a lot of trouble. Hide in the quicksand swamp."

"What happened to Situ Yufan?"

"When we were guards, Situ Yufan and I were in a team. Together we offended people in the Song Palace and were plotted to kill them several times. Later, we entered the finals, and we were divided into a team with two other women to execute together. The mission. In the end, we were framed by Song Yu from Song Palace, and we had to fight them. In that battle, we killed Song Yu and provoked the soldier demon Song Que..." Yang Yi confessed .

The old monk understood the situation, pondered for a while, and said: "What should come will always come, it seems that I must make plans early."

"Senior, what did you say?" Yang Yi asked.

"It's nothing, by the way, what other martial skills have you learned? Can you show me it." The old monk said.

Yang Yi shook his head: "The teller only taught me a set of techniques for cultivating spiritual energy and a set of stick techniques. The stick techniques I usually use are still cultivated by myself from the cheats I found randomly."

"Okay! You continue to practice, don't slack off." After the old monk finished speaking, he walked away quickly.

(End of this chapter)