I Honor

Five The Little Jade Buddha

Disturbed thoughts disappeared, calmed down, calmed down, neither impatient nor worried, Meng Qi gradually felt the transformation of true energy, passed through the Ren and Du channels respectively, condensed into Jinjinyu liquid in the upper and lower jaws, and poured out a mouthful of clear and sweet ” honeydew”.

The “nectar” slowly soaks into the Ren meridian, and fills in the orifice points according to Meng Qi’s thoughts.

If there is a deficiency in the body, the “nectar” is not sweet, and must be replenished through such transformation of true energy, strengthening the mind and body, and Meng Qi’s current condition shows that his body is in the best state at present.

“This body seems to have completed the hundred-day foundation building.” Meng Qi, a little novice who doesn’t love Buddhism very much, opened his eyes, recalling the situation just now. According to Master Xuanen’s description, “I” should have passed the “hundred-day foundation building” At the stage of “foundation”, you can start to “storage energy in meditation”.

However, Meng Qi thought for a while, and still stabilized his mind. The “Hundred Days of Foundation Building” completed in the past is in the past. If he wants to go further on the road of martial arts, he must personally experience every step, and he cannot tolerate any jumps. Walk more steadily and go further.

Seeing that a quarter of an hour had passed, Xuan En knocked on the wooden fish, waking everyone up with a clear and heart-warming sound, and then asked each of them one by one about the status of samadhi, including whether they could enter samadhi, and the quality of the “nectar” produced, and gave guidance to each of them.

At the end, he nodded and said, “Everyone will try again after they go back, and we will start to learn how to read.”

Opening the scriptures in front of him for literacy, Meng Qi found that he basically understood the characters above.

This made him feel happy, at least he has not become illiterate, he needs to learn from scratch, the current self is enough to “dominate” the lecture hall

“Pick up the brush and practice this character.” Xuan En instructed.

The joy in Meng Qi’s heart dissipated immediately. The last time he wrote brush characters was when he was in elementary school. Sure enough, the characters he wrote were extremely ugly.

“It needs more practice.” Xuan En walked past Meng Qi with his hands behind his back.

Meng Qi nodded dejectedly, and was startled suddenly. If Xuanzang saw this painting, would he suspect that his body was probably born in a noble family, and he even completed the “Hundred Days of Foundation Establishment” , it is impossible not to practice calligraphy from an early age

Opening his mouth with difficulty, Meng Qi felt that it was useless to explain to Xuan En, but wanted to cover it up, so he seized the time to practice calligraphy. If Xuanzang asked, it can be said that he was not used to the work in the handyman’s courtyard at the beginning, and his arms were sore and weak. So no words.

When it was almost noon, when Xuan En announced that the young monks could leave, Meng Qi quietly took away the white paper on which he practiced calligraphy, intending to destroy the body and wipe out any traces.

After lunch, Meng Qi, Zhen Hui and the others were arranged to clean the temple until the sun went down.

After a day of hard work, Xuanxin gathered the crowd together again, and continued to tell about his history of prestige in the world.

“That’s all for Shuiyue Temple. If you meet them in the future, just keep them at a respectful distance. But King Kong Temple is not on good terms with Shaolin. You must be careful.”

Ah, although the handyman monks have heard a lot of anecdotes and family anecdotes before becoming a monk, but no one knows that the Shaolin Temple and the King Kong Temple, which are also the four major Buddhist temples, have such a bad relationship that they need to be careful

Seeing their wide-open eyes, Xuanxin nodded with satisfaction and said, “Xue Daotuo Tuo was originally a wild fox Zen, but he had a once-in-a-lifetime adventure and obtained the fifth form of Tathagata God’s Palm, from which he realized two fundamentals and created the Vajra They belong to the same branch of the temple, so they have been coveting the third form of the Tathagata Palm that I have kept in Shaolin secrets, and they want to compare and understand how to prove the Tathagata’s golden body.

“Golden Body of Tathagata” Meng Qi frowned, feelingThis matter is a bit mysterious, and at the same time inexplicably enthusiastic.

Suddenly, someone knocked at the gate of the courtyard, Xuan Xin jumped up in fright, looked there with panic, and blurted out: “Junior Brother Xuanku, I have not violated the precepts.”

Before he finished speaking, his expression sank: “My nephew, what are you doing in my handyman’s yard?”

Meng Qi looked back, and saw a fairly familiar young novice monk standing at the gate of the courtyard. He was the child who entered the temple with himself, Zhenhui, Zhende and others. He was one of the biggest two among them. Fifteen. Today, when he was studying in the lecture hall, he chatted very congenially with the other young monks in the handyman’s yard, and he did not discriminate against them.

It seems to be called “Zhen Yong.” Meng Qi recalled his dharma name.

Zhenyong is thin and tall, with an ordinary appearance, but when he smiles, he will show his white teeth, which are extraordinarily brilliant: “Uncle Xuanxin, I heard from several juniors that you are well-informed, and you know the allusions of martial arts like the back of your hand.” , and I love to hear these things the most, so if I was eager to come to the door rashly, please forgive me and allow me to listen.”

At this time, the monastery is a time to arrange “fixed self-cultivation” by itself.

Being praised by Zhenyong, Xuanxin seemed to be in high spirits again, and said with a smile on his face: “It’s okay, it’s okay, just sit down and listen to the lecture, and learn more about the world, so that you won’t suffer when you travel the world in the future.”

Zhenyong looked around, sat next to Meng Qi, and said in a low voice, “Junior Brother Zhending, I didn’t squeeze you in.”

“No.” Meng Qi shook his head, feeling that the young novice Zhenyong’s speech was mature beyond his age. At the age of fourteen or fifteen, he spoke like an adult scholar.

“Junior Brother Zhending seems to me to be able to read and punctuate sentences. Please take care of me in the future. It will be useful for senior brother, but only by opening your mouth.” Zhenyong smiled familiarly.

Meng Qi’s heart moved, thinking that he was a monk from the monk’s academy, he also replied with a smile: “It’s a trivial matter, why should brother do this.”

After two or three sentences of conversation, the two seemed to be close friends, and they hated seeing each other too late.

Seeing this, Xuanxin coughed and told everyone to be quiet, and then continued: “Apart from the two fundamentals of the Jingang Temple, what needs attention is their saber techniques.”

“Xue Knife Tutuo is a master of Dao of Swords himself, and he has also comprehended part of the mysteries of the fifth form of Tathagata’s palm, so the three major swordsmanship created after he obtained the Wrathful Eye Vajra Dharma Body are the pinnacle of Dao of Swords in the world, comparable to them Not many”

Hearing his narration, the handyman monks were elated and their moods fluttered, but listening to them, everyone became a little depressed. Zhenyong immediately raised his hand and said: “Uncle Xuanxin, then I don’t have a comparable sword technique in Shaolin.” ”

Yes, Shaolin Kung Fu is not known to be all-encompassing? The handyman monks also have a sense of pride in their sect.

Xuan Xin clicked his tongue: “I really don’t have many Shaolin saber techniques, but there is still one that can compare with these three great saber techniques, and it is the Ananda Breaking Precepts Saber Technique among the seventy-two special skills, which are all able to communicate the laws of heaven and earth. Of course, you have to step into the realm of location to unleash the true power of this sword technique.”

He gave a general introduction to this Dao of the Sword magical skill, and the monks were very excited when they heard it.

“Okay, it’s late at night, so go back to your room and work hard.” Xuan Xin yawned indistinctly, and finally said indifferently, “Actually, I’m not afraid of Junior Brother Xuanku, but the Handyman’s House is under the management of the Handyman’s House. , I am saving face for him.”

He brooded over his shock just now.

“Really?” A mellow voice suddenly sounded from the door.

Xuan Xin’s face turned pale immediately, and she quickly put on a smile and said, “Junior Brother Xuan Ku, I, I…”

Xuan Ku has big ears, and still wears a yellow monk robe, but there is a string of brown-red Buddhist beads on his right hand.

This is the same as what Meng Qi saw on the hands of the discipline monks in the Discipline Academy during the day, except that one is dark yellow and the other is brown red.

“Senior Brother Xuan Xin, I am no longer in the Miscellaneous House, I am currently the deacon monk of the Discipline College.” Xuan Ku said solemnly.

“No wonder you came to inspect, Junior Brother.” Xuan Xin deliberately changed the subject.

This is even more frightening, alright?

Xuan Ku looked around the yard, nodded and said, “Let’s go back to our rooms, don’t forget to work hard.”

After returning to the meditation room, Meng Qi quietly took out the small Jade Buddha and examined it with his back facing Zhenying, Zhenguan and others. He felt the warmth of the touch and the slightest coolness penetrated into the body, making one’s mind clear.

“It’s really a rare treasure.” Meng Qi was delighted. He checked over and over again, trying to find out more secrets, but he found nothing. Next, this settling in is very easy.

After transforming into true energy, Meng Qi frowned suddenly, thought for a while, and took the little Jade Buddha down.

The first step in martial arts practice is not to rely on external objects. If it becomes a habit, it will be like walking with a stick in the future.

After the little Jade Buddha was gone, Meng Qi’s mind gradually became more active. Fortunately, with the previous two successful experiences, at this time, the moon was high and the night was still, so he finally restrained his mind. Infuriating.

Breathing out true energy and filling it into the acupuncture point, Meng Qi opened his eyes again after a full hour and a half. It was not that he didn’t want to continue practicing, but that he had to ensure rest, otherwise tomorrow’s carrying water and sweeping the floor would consume a lot of energy.Great physical.

Since he had just finished “Cultivating the Body in Concentration”, Meng Qi felt refreshed and couldn’t fall asleep for a short time. Looking sideways, he saw Zhenhui looking over, and it seemed that he had just finished training.

“Little brother, still haven’t slept.” Meng Qi’s heart moved, and he planned to tell him about the world.

Zhenhui nodded, and said blankly: “It’s coming soon.”

“Well, then senior brother has to tell you something, something.” Meng Qi began a long speech, but as he was talking, he found that Zhenhui’s eyelids were drooping, as if he was about to fall asleep.

He couldn’t listen at all! Meng Qi’s mouth twitched, he frowned and thought about it, and soon came up with a good idea: “This guy seems to be very interested in Jianghu stories, so I can incorporate human feelings into it.”

In fact, Meng Qi would not have cared at all if he hadn’t been in a foreign land, alone, and others didn’t understand the world, but now, he wanted to use this method to relieve the distress of inexplicable time travel.

“Junior Brother, I once heard the story of a hero, do you want to hear it?” Meng Qi asked with a smile.

Zhenhui opened his eyes and nodded vigorously: “Thank you, brother.”

Meng Qi scratched his bald head, looked at the bright moon outside the window, and said in an ethereal voice, “A long time ago, there was a priest named Qiu Chuji who passed by a place called Niujia Village.”

This story seemed to bridge the two worlds, and Meng Qi was so intoxicated by it for a moment that he forgot that he was just telling a story to Zhenhui.

Three months later, Meng Qi grew taller, and the “Hundred Days Foundation Building” was only half completed due to lack of time.

And the little novice Zhenhui admired Meng Qi more and more because of the wonderful and intense “jianghu stories” one by one, and almost obeyed him.

However, Meng Qi still didn’t get the chance to leave the Handyman’s House and enter the Monk’s House.

“Junior Brother Zhending, where are you going?” Zhenyong walked into the handyman’s yard, just in time to see Meng Qi and Zhenhui holding brooms and preparing to go out, it was just after lunch.

Meng Qi replied a little excitedly: “Uncle Xuanxin arranged for us to clean the Buddhist scriptures pavilion.”

Speaking of this, Meng Qi was pleasantly surprised. After lunch just now, Xuan Xin ordered himself and Zhen Hui to clean the scripture pavilion, and said that it would belong to both of them in the future.

Although Xuanxin made it clear that they were only responsible for the storage of Buddhist scriptures on the lower two floors, and the upper floors were cleaned by eminent monks, Meng Qi couldn’t help being excited. The Sutra Pavilion, the Sutra Pavilion where the seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin are rumored to be stored. How many martial arts heroes? In fantasy stories, a place where people get adventures

“I don’t know if the Sutra of Changing Tendons in the Tathagata’s Divine Palm is in the Sutra Pavilion,” Meng Qi wondered. :