Opening Sign to Shaolin Abbot

　　No Sword Villa, it can be said that too much effort has been devoted to the cultivation of this sword.

　　 Thistle sword is born with a sword bone, and it is a hundred years of swordless villa.

　　 The most outstanding junior with kendo talent.

　　 He is not only the hope of the old village master Ji Yuan, but also the future inherited by the martial arts forces in Tianbei City.

　　 But he didn't want to, such a proud young Tianjiao with boundless future.

　　Because of Wuzhen, such a year is over sixty years old, only the day after tomorrow is twofold dying.

　　 and suffered severe physical and psychological damage.

　　 mentality collapsed.

　　 In twenty years, the sword heart he forged collapsed.

　　 Unsteady mind, mental disorder, and finally got into a critical moment.

　　 Who can think of this?

　　 is the old village master Ji Yuan, and he didn't expect that his grandson would get into trouble.

　　 "Abbot, please save my grandson."

　　 Ji Yuan, with an anxious face, Liushen no master, anxious and flustered, knelt down in front of Xuanxin and kept kowtow.

　　 "Amitabha."

　　 announced the Buddha's horn, although Xuan Xin looked calm and calm on the surface.

　　 But my heart is also shocked.

　　Who can think of it, this Thistle Sword will suddenly vomit blood and go crazy.

　　The young people nowadays, is it just such a glass heart?

　　 Now think about it, his third disciple Wu Yan, Xiao Huohuo's perseverance is so commendable.

　　The question now is, how can this be saved?

　　 You Ji Yuan, a martial arts expert in the foundation-building period can't save it, but Xuan Xin has just broken through the innate, what can he do?

　　Xuanxin doesn’t know what to do!

　　 "Abbot, please save my grandson!"

　　 Anxious and flustered, Ji Yuan immediately took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms and begged: "Abbot, here is a Huiyuan Pill."

　　 "As long as you can save my grandson, from now on there will be no swords in the villa, only Shaolin horses will look forward to it."

　　 Ji Yuan, the old owner of the village, forcibly plugged the small porcelain bottle to Xuanxin, and couldn't help but snot and tear, which made people feel sore.

　　 On the mysterious mind, it is still Gujing Wubo.

　　 unmoved.

　　 It's not that he doesn't want to save, but that he doesn't know how to save.

　　 "Abbot, your Dharma is advanced and profound, I know you are a Taoist monk."

　　 "It is rumored that you are the reincarnation of the Buddha."

　　 "It's a living Buddha."

At this time, Lao Zhuang Master Ji Yuan, in order to save his grandson Ji Jian, had already put everything behind him, looked at Xuan Xin hopefully, and said: "My grandson Ji Jian, the sword heart has collapsed, and there is only the supreme. Only the Dharma can resolve the evil spirits of the heart."

　　 "Ji Yuan is here, please help the abbot!"

　　 Ji Yuan, tearful of the old, immediately knocked his head heavily in front of Xuan Xin.

"This……"

　　 Holding the small porcelain bottle that Ji Yuan was forcibly stuffed, Xuan Xin felt a stunned again in her heart.

　　 Buddhism can save your grandson, so you said it earlier!

　　 This is kneeling again, crying, and stuffing people. The poor monk is a monk, can he be the kind of person who can't save him?

　　 Isn’t it just using Dharma to resolve it?

　　 How big is this?

　　 Is this something?

　　 There is no need to kneel, beg, or even stuff things, which makes Xuanxin feel embarrassed now.

　　 I thought how difficult it is to save your grandson!

　　 "Never mind."

　　 "Saving a life is better than building a seven-level Buddha!"

　　 After putting away the small porcelain bottle and Hui Yuan Dan, Xuan Xin looked compassionate and compassionate to heaven and man.

　　 is so sacred, and so transcendent.

　　 "Thank abbot, thank abbot!"

　　 The old owner Ji Yuan, seeing Xuan Xin nodded in agreement, couldn't help crying with joy.

　　 kept kowtow at Xuanxin, and said with gratitude: "The abbot is merciful, and the old are grateful."

　　 "Great grace, great virtue, nothing to repay..."

　　 After seeing Xuan Xin nodding, the old village owner Ji Yuan can be said to be very surprised.

　　 was finally relieved.

　　The grandson Ji Jian has become infatuated, and his Ji Yuan martial arts cultivation base can't be helped no matter how high he is.

　　Only the powerful monks of Buddhism can resolve it with the Supreme Dharma.

　　 This can be done by the monks of Wenshu Monastery, but the price that Wujian Villa needs to pay may be unimaginable.

　　 Because the eminent monk uses the Dharma to resolve it, it is a process that consumes the eminent monk's energy.

　　 Buddhist monks from other Buddhist monks, it is impossible to give you their efforts in vain.

　　 At this moment, Ji Yuan can be said to be convinced by the profound heart with a compassionate expression on his face.

　　 He could see that Xuan Xin was a real Taoist monk.

　　 is a very compassionate monk.

　　 He is willing to save his grandson Jijian with the Dharma, which is definitely not for the benefit of his swordless villa.

　　 I can see the chance!

　　 "Amitabha."

　　 Xuan Xin announced the Buddha's name and sat down directly in front of the golden Buddha statue in the lobby.

　　 This Thistle Sword was ecstatic, because the sword's heart collapsed in an instant.

　　 caused by mental disorders.

　　 Too much demonic temperament breeds in my heart.

　　 I want to dissolve this sword, the evil spirit in my heart.

　　 If you want to pull this sword back from the devil, and want to regain his sanity, he needs to be resolved by the Supreme Dharma.

　　 For other Buddhist monks, this may be an extremely exhausting task.

　　 But for Xuan Xin.

　　 Is this a problem?

　　 tu tu tu tu tu...

　　 Xuan Xin, who sat down, immediately knocked on the wooden fish, the magic treasure of the clan family.

　　 For a time, a mysterious wooden fish sounded in the abbot's monastery.

Accompanied by the mysterious rhythm of the wooden fish, Xuan Xin preached the Mahayana Dharma Diamond Sutra: "As I heard. For a time the Buddha is in the Savatya. The Gion tree is given to the solitary garden. With the great bhikkhus. There are two hundred and fifty people. Shizun. When eating. Wearing clothes and holding bowls. Going into the dormitory to guard the city and begging for food. In his city. The second time begging. Return to this place. The food is finished. Take the clothes bowl. Wash your feet. Sit and sit..."

　　 For other Buddhist monks, the use of Dharma may be very profound.

　　 is very mysterious and mysterious~www.readwn.com~ It is very hard and hard.

　　 But for Xuan Xin.

　　 is that simple.

　　 only business ability, the poor monk eats this bowl of rice.

　　 The sound of wooden fish in the mysterious rhythm, accompanied by the sound of Xuanxin’s chanting, this moment centered on Xuanxin, and the surrounding aura instantly changed.

　　 Mysterious and vast, the rhyme of Buddhism and Taoism is extremely strong.

　　 is full of Buddha nature, a strong Buddhist atmosphere, conveying peace and tranquility.

"This……"

　　 Seeing Ji Yuan was stunned on the spot, his eyes widened and looked at Xuan Xin in disbelief.

　　 The sound of the wooden fish is very mysterious, from big to small, and then from small to big.

　　 The aura of Mount Shaomuro seems to be awakened at this moment, and the surging aura is constantly washing people's body and mind.

　　With the mysterious rhythm, it makes people constantly adjust the qi and blood in the body between exhales and breaths, feeling unusually comfortable and wonderful.

　　 tu tu tu tu tu...

　　 This vast Buddhadharma seems to be explaining the heavens and the earth, and the sound of chanting with the principles of the Buddha's meditation makes people fascinated.

　　 "Shaolin, the holy land of true Buddhism!"

　　 Ji Yuan's face was shocked, and at this moment he was amazed, but he had never heard of it so wonderful.

　　 This time is vast, which interprets the enlightening Dharma like the Great Way of Heaven and Earth.

"how can that be?"

　　 When Ji Yuan turned his head and looked at his grandson Ji Jian, I saw that Ji Jian was already enlightened by the Dharma.

　　 fell into a mysterious and mysterious epiphany.

　　 A sword intent flowed through Ji Jian's body, and the messy aura in the body became smooth.

　　 "Building the foundation, breaking through the bottleneck, and perfecting kendo, this..."

　　 Seeing the series of changes that took place on his grandson Jijian, the old village owner Ji Yuan was incoherent with excitement.