Beginning to win the big elder
Chapter 101 Travel Quota
Chapter 101 Travel Quota
Time flies, and half a year flies by, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
Chen Xinghe lay on the water and looked at the blue sky.
It has been more than seven months since he came to Lianfeng Temple, after the initial freshness, he no longer feels the mystery of the cultivation world.
No one in the entire monastery has a more comprehensive understanding of the common sense about cultivation than him.
However, limited by hardware conditions, he still doesn't know the geometry of his spiritual roots.
"Okay! It's like a blind marriage, walking forward in a daze, and counting the steps you take."
"Six layers of Qi refining."
"Eight layers of body refining."
"My cultivation progress is much faster than what is stated in the classics, so my aptitude should not be bad, right?"
"In the mid-stage of body training and promoted to the late stage, I didn't use the Yijin Longhu Pill. At that time, I felt that I was so arrogant. It wasn't until I made a breakthrough in the Lotus Sutra that I realized my true nature."
"My body has long been different from ordinary people. When my right hand erodes weapons, it will more or less strengthen my bones, so the pain I suffered in my childhood is actually forging my bones."
"Hehe, this is a big joke. Body training has been quietly started since I was nine years old, and the level is very high, so these bottlenecks in the body training period are nothing to me."
"However, if you don't build a foundation, you will be an ant forever. Faster promotion now doesn't mean faster promotion in the future..."
Just as he was looking at the sky and enjoying the tranquility after practicing boxing, someone hurried over and said out of breath, "Boss, the temple selected disciples to travel to the Beicang Barbarian Kingdom. I heard that there are Dashun and Daliang there. The largest cultivation market in the Three Kingdoms of Beicang, many monks have to go to the market, and the journey will take at least three months."
"What? Going to the market?" Chen Xinghe became interested.
I saw his body trembled slightly, leaving a cloud of mist on the spot. He had already crossed hundreds of feet and stepped onto the stone wall, and he arrived in front of the temple gate in a short while.
Many monks gather here.
Don't ask, they are all trying to follow the elders to gain knowledge.
"Crack, creak, creak..."
The gate of the temple that has never been opened is slowly opened, only to hear a loud voice saying: "Enter the door in the late stage of body training, and the rest will go back to practice."
"Ah! How can you be so sloppy? What about the late stage of body training? The sharp magic weapon still knocks them down."
"Who said no? Why are you not allowed to go in the mid-term?"
No matter how much resentment these monks, big and small, feel, they will not be able to enter the temple until the late stage of body training.
Chen Xinghe naturally met the conditions. When he stepped into the gate of the temple, he saw that all the good guys had shiny bald heads.
The dry and emaciated old monk Hui En came over and said loudly: "There are only [-] places. We will leave tomorrow morning. You can decide your travel list today."
"So fast? Make up your own mind?" Several burly monks glanced left and right, with malicious intent in their eyes.
Chen Xinghe counted, there are at least seven NO.80s here, but there are only twenty places, so you have to choose one out of four.
"My brothers and nephews are polite, if I, Lan, take up a spot, it won't be too much, right?" I saw a monk in white clasping his palms together, his brows were full of heroism, he looked only in his twenties, this kind of person was hidden in the temple in vain Yes, it should be the genius of the Nine Layers of Proud Sword.
"I also want a quota, if you don't accept it, come and fight." The person who spoke was one of the temple tyrants in the Lower Court, Bai Mei.
This kid has made good progress in the past six months, and he has propped up the scene again.
Next, another monk expressed his opinion. The first senior monk passed on Lanshan. It is said that this brother had perfected his body as early as 20 years ago, and his attempt to build a foundation ended in failure.
Even though he failed, he is still the No. 1 of Lan's generation. Since he wants to go, no one will stop him.
The second place is Yandu, the true master of the upper court, the first disciple taught by the Discipline Academy, known as the No. 1 Yanzi generation, and he is also a great perfection in the body training period.
The third one is quite special, her seniority is quite high, and her dharma name is Huiwen.
There are only thirteen monks of the Hui generation in the whole temple. Huiwen is the youngest junior among these monks.
Coupled with the handsome Lanruo and the murderous Baimei, the five places are basically set.
The remaining [-] places will be divided among everyone, and it is natural to carefully weigh who will go and who will not.
Chen Xinghe killed three temple tyrants half a year ago, which indeed caused a huge disturbance. However, this matter was dealt with coldly by the lower court, and it dissipated at an extremely fast speed. The hot topic did not even survive the month.
So not many people know him, really not many.
"Hmph, the poor monk's ninth level of body training." The muscular monk stepped forward, and because he was infinitely close to the state of Dzogchen in the body training period, he was indeed eligible for the quota.
"So what about the ninth floor? Master passed me the Treasure Prayer Wheel, which is a middle-grade magic weapon. In terms of the power of the weapon, it is enough to rank among the top five in the Yanzi and Lanzi generations of our Lianfeng Temple." Obviously this The monks are not ordinary, so it seems reasonable to occupy a place?
After discussing for a while, when I came to the eighth floor of body training, there were only six places left.
Chen Xinghe clasped his hands together and said: "Poor monk Yanming, benefactor Huijue, all eighth-level body training brothers and nephews can get three small Golden Mother Pills and three Big Millstone Blood Quenching Pills from me. Other juniors also have gifts. Three Tendon Dragon Tiger Pills."
"Hiss, is this kid so rich?"
"Shameful, hateful, you actually want to bribe us with pills. No, absolutely not, add a few more."
After such disturbance from him, the atmosphere was clearly distorted.
Chen Xinghe smiled kindly and nodded towards the monks: "The number of places is precious, and I cannot bear to let you back down. Naturally, I have to make up my mind to make up for it. In fact, if it is not necessary, you don't have to rattle your sword and give away the things you want to buy. Write to the poor monk, if you are ashamed, you can pay me on credit. If you are still not at ease, take my merits, the poor monk sincerely runs errands for everyone."
"this?"
Many monks calmed down, thinking this is a great thing!Anyway, the quota can’t fall on my head, so I write the things I want to buy to my brother to buy them, and I stay in the temple where the wind and rain can’t blow, why not wait for the things to get my hands?
"Brother Gao Yi!"
"Thank you, brother, for completeness."
"Hahaha, Senior Brother Yanming, where do you live? I'll look for you later."
Well!At first everyone was going to fight, but Chen Xinghe's flirtatious words immediately turned the fight into friendship, and everyone was in harmony, talking and laughing.
The graceful and arrogant Lanshan looked sideways, and thought that Yanming was very interesting, and thought to himself: "I have to admit that using profit to drive him away is also a means."
With the expectations of so many juniors, Chen Xinghe naturally wanted a spot.
In the end, ten monks stood up and competed for five places, and the conclusion was made after one competition, and there was no bloody scene of ping-pong-pong.
Old monk Huien stood in the dark watching, nodded very satisfied and said: "This kid is not bad, he can always handle things properly."
Suddenly, a voice came into Hui En's mind: "This is wisdom, but this child presents the appearance of half Buddha and half demon. As deep as the Buddha's relationship, the devil's relationship is as deep as it is!"
"Abbot, have you left the seclusion?" Old monk Huien was overjoyed.
(End of this chapter)
Time flies, and half a year flies by, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
Chen Xinghe lay on the water and looked at the blue sky.
It has been more than seven months since he came to Lianfeng Temple, after the initial freshness, he no longer feels the mystery of the cultivation world.
No one in the entire monastery has a more comprehensive understanding of the common sense about cultivation than him.
However, limited by hardware conditions, he still doesn't know the geometry of his spiritual roots.
"Okay! It's like a blind marriage, walking forward in a daze, and counting the steps you take."
"Six layers of Qi refining."
"Eight layers of body refining."
"My cultivation progress is much faster than what is stated in the classics, so my aptitude should not be bad, right?"
"In the mid-stage of body training and promoted to the late stage, I didn't use the Yijin Longhu Pill. At that time, I felt that I was so arrogant. It wasn't until I made a breakthrough in the Lotus Sutra that I realized my true nature."
"My body has long been different from ordinary people. When my right hand erodes weapons, it will more or less strengthen my bones, so the pain I suffered in my childhood is actually forging my bones."
"Hehe, this is a big joke. Body training has been quietly started since I was nine years old, and the level is very high, so these bottlenecks in the body training period are nothing to me."
"However, if you don't build a foundation, you will be an ant forever. Faster promotion now doesn't mean faster promotion in the future..."
Just as he was looking at the sky and enjoying the tranquility after practicing boxing, someone hurried over and said out of breath, "Boss, the temple selected disciples to travel to the Beicang Barbarian Kingdom. I heard that there are Dashun and Daliang there. The largest cultivation market in the Three Kingdoms of Beicang, many monks have to go to the market, and the journey will take at least three months."
"What? Going to the market?" Chen Xinghe became interested.
I saw his body trembled slightly, leaving a cloud of mist on the spot. He had already crossed hundreds of feet and stepped onto the stone wall, and he arrived in front of the temple gate in a short while.
Many monks gather here.
Don't ask, they are all trying to follow the elders to gain knowledge.
"Crack, creak, creak..."
The gate of the temple that has never been opened is slowly opened, only to hear a loud voice saying: "Enter the door in the late stage of body training, and the rest will go back to practice."
"Ah! How can you be so sloppy? What about the late stage of body training? The sharp magic weapon still knocks them down."
"Who said no? Why are you not allowed to go in the mid-term?"
No matter how much resentment these monks, big and small, feel, they will not be able to enter the temple until the late stage of body training.
Chen Xinghe naturally met the conditions. When he stepped into the gate of the temple, he saw that all the good guys had shiny bald heads.
The dry and emaciated old monk Hui En came over and said loudly: "There are only [-] places. We will leave tomorrow morning. You can decide your travel list today."
"So fast? Make up your own mind?" Several burly monks glanced left and right, with malicious intent in their eyes.
Chen Xinghe counted, there are at least seven NO.80s here, but there are only twenty places, so you have to choose one out of four.
"My brothers and nephews are polite, if I, Lan, take up a spot, it won't be too much, right?" I saw a monk in white clasping his palms together, his brows were full of heroism, he looked only in his twenties, this kind of person was hidden in the temple in vain Yes, it should be the genius of the Nine Layers of Proud Sword.
"I also want a quota, if you don't accept it, come and fight." The person who spoke was one of the temple tyrants in the Lower Court, Bai Mei.
This kid has made good progress in the past six months, and he has propped up the scene again.
Next, another monk expressed his opinion. The first senior monk passed on Lanshan. It is said that this brother had perfected his body as early as 20 years ago, and his attempt to build a foundation ended in failure.
Even though he failed, he is still the No. 1 of Lan's generation. Since he wants to go, no one will stop him.
The second place is Yandu, the true master of the upper court, the first disciple taught by the Discipline Academy, known as the No. 1 Yanzi generation, and he is also a great perfection in the body training period.
The third one is quite special, her seniority is quite high, and her dharma name is Huiwen.
There are only thirteen monks of the Hui generation in the whole temple. Huiwen is the youngest junior among these monks.
Coupled with the handsome Lanruo and the murderous Baimei, the five places are basically set.
The remaining [-] places will be divided among everyone, and it is natural to carefully weigh who will go and who will not.
Chen Xinghe killed three temple tyrants half a year ago, which indeed caused a huge disturbance. However, this matter was dealt with coldly by the lower court, and it dissipated at an extremely fast speed. The hot topic did not even survive the month.
So not many people know him, really not many.
"Hmph, the poor monk's ninth level of body training." The muscular monk stepped forward, and because he was infinitely close to the state of Dzogchen in the body training period, he was indeed eligible for the quota.
"So what about the ninth floor? Master passed me the Treasure Prayer Wheel, which is a middle-grade magic weapon. In terms of the power of the weapon, it is enough to rank among the top five in the Yanzi and Lanzi generations of our Lianfeng Temple." Obviously this The monks are not ordinary, so it seems reasonable to occupy a place?
After discussing for a while, when I came to the eighth floor of body training, there were only six places left.
Chen Xinghe clasped his hands together and said: "Poor monk Yanming, benefactor Huijue, all eighth-level body training brothers and nephews can get three small Golden Mother Pills and three Big Millstone Blood Quenching Pills from me. Other juniors also have gifts. Three Tendon Dragon Tiger Pills."
"Hiss, is this kid so rich?"
"Shameful, hateful, you actually want to bribe us with pills. No, absolutely not, add a few more."
After such disturbance from him, the atmosphere was clearly distorted.
Chen Xinghe smiled kindly and nodded towards the monks: "The number of places is precious, and I cannot bear to let you back down. Naturally, I have to make up my mind to make up for it. In fact, if it is not necessary, you don't have to rattle your sword and give away the things you want to buy. Write to the poor monk, if you are ashamed, you can pay me on credit. If you are still not at ease, take my merits, the poor monk sincerely runs errands for everyone."
"this?"
Many monks calmed down, thinking this is a great thing!Anyway, the quota can’t fall on my head, so I write the things I want to buy to my brother to buy them, and I stay in the temple where the wind and rain can’t blow, why not wait for the things to get my hands?
"Brother Gao Yi!"
"Thank you, brother, for completeness."
"Hahaha, Senior Brother Yanming, where do you live? I'll look for you later."
Well!At first everyone was going to fight, but Chen Xinghe's flirtatious words immediately turned the fight into friendship, and everyone was in harmony, talking and laughing.
The graceful and arrogant Lanshan looked sideways, and thought that Yanming was very interesting, and thought to himself: "I have to admit that using profit to drive him away is also a means."
With the expectations of so many juniors, Chen Xinghe naturally wanted a spot.
In the end, ten monks stood up and competed for five places, and the conclusion was made after one competition, and there was no bloody scene of ping-pong-pong.
Old monk Huien stood in the dark watching, nodded very satisfied and said: "This kid is not bad, he can always handle things properly."
Suddenly, a voice came into Hui En's mind: "This is wisdom, but this child presents the appearance of half Buddha and half demon. As deep as the Buddha's relationship, the devil's relationship is as deep as it is!"
"Abbot, have you left the seclusion?" Old monk Huien was overjoyed.
(End of this chapter)
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