Shura Temple

Chapter 371 The Situation of the Dharma King

In the room, Dharma King was still copying the scriptures. He had copied countless times yesterday, but he didn't finish it until he fell asleep.

Early this morning, after he woke up, he continued to copy the scriptures, and each time he copied almost to the end, because of various reasons, he had to rewrite.

Even if it’s just a word that’s written a little bit messy, or the position is not coordinated, you have to call back and rewrite.

Zhou Yi didn't know this. After seeing the Fawang, he pushed the door in and asked, "Fazhi, what are you doing?"

This question directly caused the Dharma King to lose his mind for a moment, and then his hand slipped, and the Heart Sutra, which was finally finished, was written in disorder again at this moment.

"Ah!" The King of Dharma was almost going crazy. When he looked at Zhou Yi, it was as if he had killed his father and enemy.

"What are you doing now? I finally finished copying it. Do you know how many times I copied it? Almost a thousand times! Now I have to rewrite it again, ah!" said the Dharma King angrily.

When Zhou Yi heard it, his face was baffled, feeling unbelievable, and then he asked suspiciously: "What's wrong? It's so good? Why are you so arrogant? Why don't you just repeat the scriptures? Just rewrite it?"

"Don't just read the scriptures? It's easy to say, come if you have the ability! Do you know how hard it is for me to copy? I can't make mistakes in every stroke, I can't scribble, I can't write in the wrong place, and I have to grind the ink enough. Delicate, otherwise it won't stay at all!" said the Fawang angrily.

If he hadn't been too tired to get up, he might have shot Zhou Yi directly.

Of course, Zhou Yi also understands this pain. After all, he also rang the clock for the day yesterday, and the pain is almost the same.

Of course, Zhou Yi didn't say anything else, so as not to irritate the Dharma King and make him overwhelmed.

On the other side, Master Huaici didn't say anything, just looked at the two of them quietly, which was also one of the ways to train the state of mind.If you can't control this emotion, what's the point of overcoming your inner demons?Break through the realm?

At this time, the Fawang noticed the clothes Zhou Yi was wearing, and Zhou Yi actually changed into a monk's uniform.

"Hey, what are you doing? Are you a monk?" His Holiness said jokingly.

Zhou Yi shook his head and replied, "No, I just need to stay here for a few days, and it's easier to change clothes."

"How many days? How long?" Hearing this, the Fawang asked quickly.

"Not long, just three days." Zhou Yi replied.

"Three days? Well, hey, it seems that you don't have any sense of disobedience in wearing this dress. It really suits you very well." His Holiness said jokingly.

At this moment, the old monk suddenly spoke up and said, "Don't worry, you can put on too, and stay for a few more days."

Hearing this, the Fawang suddenly turned into a bitter face, feeling very bad, but there was nothing he could do. Zhou Yi changed and stayed, so he had no choice but to stay.

"Living here, you need to cook for yourself for these three days, get up at six o'clock every day, and do morning lessons. Of course, your morning lessons are copying scriptures and ringing the bell. Of course, you can also practice martial arts." The old monk said.

"The food here can only be eaten twice, breakfast and lunch, no food after noon, sleep after dark, everything is quiet and inactive, understand?" the old monk ordered again.

"Yes! Senior." Zhou Yi replied solemnly.

"I see." His Holiness was a little unhappy.

"Your name is Fazhi, right? You can change your clothes now. Here are clothes." The old monk took a set of monk clothes for Fazhi from the side and handed it to him.

Fa Zhi was a little reluctant, but still took the clothes and went to find a place to change.

Of course, Fazhi thought that Zhou Yi told Master Huaici his name, and Zhou Yi thought it was Fazhi himself who said it. Unknown to him, Master Huaici directly said the names of the two people.

After Fazhi left, Zhou Yi came to Master Huaici and wanted to say something.

"The benefactor has read the letter your father left you, right? What do you think now?" Master Huaici asked.

"What is the word my father asked you to pass on to me? What does my father want to tell me?" Zhou Yi asked impatiently.

"Benefactor, your father has already said that he will tell you when your strength has broken through. Now, you should work hard to improve your own strength." Master Huaici still said so.

"This... Oh! Then tell me, what is the ruins guarded by the Liu family? It should be underground in the old city?" Zhou Yi asked.

"Since the benefactor wants to know what the underground ruins in the old city are related to, I can tell you, but now is not the time. I will tell you when you break through." The old monk still said affirmatively.

"Well, well, my father left me two things. What are these two things for? I wonder if the mage can help me?" Zhou Yi felt a little helpless, suddenly remembered the two things in his hand, and Immediately took out the bronze square box and the blood jade.

"Master, please clarify, what is this box used for and what is its use?" Zhou Yi already had a trace of respect in his heart, and treated the old monk as an out-of-world expert, a senior.

With this level of strength, Zhou Yi can be defeated with a snap of his fingers, so naturally he will not set up any traps. In addition, it is indeed his father's handwriting and tone, which makes Zhou Yi believe in the old monk's words even more.

"Amitabha, this bronze square box is called the Buddha Pagoda. The things inside are exactly what is left for you, and it can also help you improve your strength." After the old monk finished speaking, he put the box in front of him.

"I'll teach you a scripture. This scripture can save you from calamity. It can reincarnate all ghosts and evil spirits. With it, you can use it in the future." The old monk said again.

When Zhou Yi heard this, he immediately became serious and listened carefully.

"Aposera, Polo..." An obscure scripture is already a mouthful to read, even if Zhou Yi memorizes it, it takes a lot of effort, let alone memorize it thoroughly.

However, Zhou Yi felt that the more he read this scripture, the more transparent his body became, and even his mind became more relaxed, which made him understand that this scripture was really useful, so he recited it from morning to afternoon, It wasn't until he had recited memorization thoroughly and recited it backwards and forwards that he stopped.

On the way, Dharma King came once and did not disturb him. Instead, he went to have lunch with Master Huai Ci, and of course he also brought a steamed bun and porridge for Zhou Yi.

Zhou Yi had just finished reading scriptures and was about to take a break and eat first, but suddenly saw that his bronze square box named Futu Pagoda was moving, and the layer of copper rust on the square box was gradually peeling off, and the top was black. The soil, all impurities have fallen off.

It gradually became crystal clear, and the complicated lines on it gradually appeared, just like being reborn.

(End of this chapter)