Excellent little eunuch

Chapter 341

While the little novice was speaking, he looked at Qin Ming again, and saluted Qin Ming together: "This benefactor, the abbot has a request, and I would like to ask the benefactor to give me some convenience."

Qin Ming was a little curious, why did the abbot suddenly want to see him, could it be because of the incident just now, and only this incident could make sense.

Qin Ming nodded and said, "Since the abbot has invited me, then Qin will go and have a look."

The little novice chanted a Buddha's name: "Almsgiver, please."

Qin Ming followed the little novice and walked two steps, and Li Shuangshuang's daughters naturally followed. The little novice suddenly turned around and said to Li Shuangshuang, "The female benefactors stay here. The abbot only asks this benefactor to go."

Qin Ming's eyes flashed, he didn't expect that the abbot just called him, so he nodded and said, "Well, I'll go with you now."

He turned his head and said to Li Shuangshuang: "You guys just look around with Master Wangchen, I'll come as soon as I go."

The little novice led Qin Ming through several side halls, and stopped in front of a grand hall with a majestic treasure. Three big golden characters appeared in front of him: "Dharma Hall"

There were a few monks standing at the door, all covered in gold paint, just like the bronze figures Qin Ming had seen in TV dramas before.

Qin Ming glanced at it, clicked his tongue and said in amazement: "Is this the eighteen bronze figures in the monastery?"

The little novice looked at Qin Ming in astonishment and said, "How does the benefactor know?"

Qin Ming didn't expect that he would hit it as soon as he said it, and he really was the eighteen bronze medalist.

The little novice had already entered the main hall, and Qin Ming also walked in. In the Bodhidharma courtyard stood three or four monks covered in gold lacquer.

In the middle, sitting cross-legged is an old monk, with a long beard and beating his chest, his eyes are closed, his treasure face is solemn, and he looks like an eminent monk.

The old monk didn't even open his eyes when Qin Ming came in, and said, "Benefactor, you're here."

Qin Ming smiled slightly and said, "Master, you are looking for me."

The old monk's eyes suddenly opened, and his eyes were shining brightly. Qin Ming saw that the old monk's eyes were clear, and the smile on his face became more intense.

This old monk is Huineng, the abbot of Lingyin Temple today. Huineng looked at Qin Ming, pointed to the futon beside him and said, "Sir, please sit down."

Qin Ming was also polite and sat down beside him.

Huineng said to the bronze figures and the young monk, "Go down first and stay outside. No one is allowed to come in."

Seeing his solemn expression, Qin Ming didn't know what the old monk was going to say.

The old monk glanced at Qin Ming and said: "Just now I heard that the benefactor has sentenced a case in the temple. I just want to see the benefactor. Now I have seen the benefactor. I saw that the benefactor has a ruddy face, a fortune covered with wealth, and a body of wealth and honor." .”

Seeing the old monk's vicious eyes, Qin Ming laughed and said, "The abbot didn't come just for this matter, did he?"

The old monk blinked his eyes and said with a long smile, "The benefactor is indeed a wise man."

Qin Ming suddenly said: "Do you want to ask me the way out of my martial arts?"

Just now when Qin Ming was catching the thief, Qin Ming saw a figure flash by. Because there were so many people, Qin Ming didn't pay attention. Now that he thinks about it, it must be this old monk.

"The benefactor has profound inner strength, and is a rare genius." Huineng nodded without denying it.

"Master Abbot, could it be that you want the Spirit Yang Divine Art?" Qin Ming looked at Huineng with a twinkle in his eyes.

Huineng shook his head and said: "The old man escaped into Buddhism, saw through the world of mortals, jumped out of the five elements, why bother to be greedy for those."

Qin Ming looked at the old monk in puzzlement, and asked, "What is the abbot?"

He also couldn't figure out why the old monk asked him to come, Huineng said lightly: "The benefactor knows that water can accommodate hundreds of rivers, and tolerance is great. The benefactor's internal strength has reached its limit now. If you want to move forward, you must have already It's a hundred feet, unless it widens the tendons."

Qin Ming was slightly taken aback, what the old monk said was not unreasonable, since Qin Ming swallowed the black-winged centipede, even if Qin Ming worked hard, he still couldn't move a single step.

Hearing what the old monk said, my heart suddenly became enlightened, and I felt like seeing the sun and the moon through the clouds and mists.

Qin Ming frowned and said, "It's just that Qin doesn't know of any exercises in the world that can widen tendons and enhance internal strength."

Huineng smiled and said, "Benefactor, just take a look at what kind of exercise I am doing."

The old monk said, stretched out two fingers, and waved lightly at a fallen leaf outside. The fallen leaf actually flew towards the old monk, as if it had been pulled by some kind of traction. He twirled lightly, and the leaf had already appeared in his hands.

Qin Ming said in astonishment: "This is the flower finger from Shaolin Temple."

In fact, he is just guessing. He has seen many such actions in novels and TV dramas before.

The old monk gave a startled cry: "The benefactor also knows this, yes, this is a technique not passed down in Shaolin Temple, finger-picking."

Qin Ming said: "The abbot's internal strength has reached the peak, and he can easily absorb such a long distance."

The abbot's martial arts made Qin Ming unfathomable. In front of him, Qin Ming felt a sense of oppression. Sure enough, there is a sky beyond the sky, and there are people beyond people. This monk in Lingyin Temple is actually a peerless master.

Huineng said: "Benefactor, I am surprised to see your bones. You are a prodigy in martial arts. I don't know if the benefactor has any idea to make a connection with my Buddhism."

Damn, this old monk is real, I am not a monk, Qin Ming knows it with his ass, this old monk seems to want to make himself a monk.

"Hehe, master abbot, I like to linger in the world of mortals, and I have many confidantes, as well as my wife. If I escape into Buddhism, I will harm them. There is a saying in Buddhism, sacrifice the small self, and fulfill the big self."

Qin Ming said.

Huineng was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect this kid to speak so noblely of himself.

Huineng said: "Benefactor, I can accept you as a disciple of the common sect."

Qin Ming was taken aback for a moment, wondering why the old monk insisted on being his disciple, and sighed, "Master Abbot, why are you doing this?"

Huineng said: "Buddhism's Changing Tendons Sutra is a secret art that is not passed on, but I see that you face upright, you are honest, and you are not like a treacherous person. It is not an insult to pass on this Yi Jin Jing to you. Born in Shaolin, he brought the Yi Jin Jing back then, but this Yi Jin Jing could not fall into the hands of a villain, and the old monk did not pass it on to others. Today, I have a fate with the benefactor, and this Yi Jin Jing is passed on to the benefactor."

Seeing the hype the old monk said, Qin Ming said with a wry smile: "I don't need this Yi Jin Jing, after all, it is the work of Master Abbot, and I am quite satisfied with my current martial arts."

As Qin Ming said, he had already stood up, and Huineng sighed softly.

"I don't have much time left, I'm afraid the inheritance of the Yi Jin Jing will be broken, benefactor, just treat me as a favor, even if the benefactor is a named disciple of the old monk."

(End of this chapter)