Liaozhai: A Poor Monk Transcends to Immortal

Chapter 56 Jingge March
"Master!"

Jiang Zhou knelt beside the old man who had lost his voice, with a sad face and big tears falling down.

Looking at this scene, Xu Zisu couldn't help but fell into a daze.

"Amitabha!"

Zhishan shook his head and said nothing.

Chen Yan experienced the first battle and was seriously injured. Otherwise, he would not have been in seclusion for many years. Now he gathered his energy and blood to fight Le Hong. It is better to say that he was killed by Le Hong, but it is better to say that he died because his energy and blood were exhausted.

"I'm waiting for you to take revenge. I just hope you don't overestimate your capabilities." He glanced at Jiang Zhou coldly, and then looked at Zhishan again: "I want to leave, do you, Tianluo Temple, want to stop me?"

Zhishan shook his head: "I hope the donor will not commit murder again in the future."

"Haha, you really have a lot to do with Buddhism."

After saying that, he rolled up the two of them and turned into a flying dragon and disappeared from the top of the cloud.

Xu Zisu looked at the figure disappearing into the sky calmly, with mixed feelings in his heart.

The evil ones should have fallen into the Netherworld and suffered the suffering of reincarnation, but the reality is that the evil ones are at large and no one can cure them.

Strength, in the final analysis, is ultimately a lack of strength.

Then, he sat cross-legged and recited the sutra for salvation. After Xu Zisu finished reciting the sutra, Jiang Zhou picked up Chen Yan and slowly went down the mountain road.

The top of the sea of ​​clouds,

Zhishan looked at Xu Zisu and bowed to him, but he dodged him.

"The abbot has killed the little monk."

After Zhishan got up, he didn't speak, but looked at Xu Zisu blankly.

After a while,
"Pudu, are you willing to be a Buddhist disciple of my Tianluo Temple?"

Xu Zisu couldn't help being stunned, and then frowned: "Abbott, the junior monk is not a former monk of Tianluo Temple, but a student here. I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to take on the big responsibility."

"It doesn't matter, Buddhism in the world is one family, as long as you are willing."

Xu Zisu frowned and pondered, everything about Jinshan Temple appeared in his mind, and he was about to refuse, when suddenly a voice rang in his ear.

"It doesn't matter if you agree."

old monk?
Xu Zisu looked around blankly. Apart from the vast sea of ​​clouds, there was no one anywhere.

It seems that the old monk's strength far exceeds his expectation.

Looking at the calm face of Abbot Zhishan, he is obviously not aware of it. A true king of the Purple Mansion Realm cannot detect it. The old monk is most vulnerable to the Purple Mansion Realm, and may even be a god.

So is the old monk so strong?

A flash of shock flashed in Xu Zisu's heart, and he thought to himself.

However, the old monk has already spoken, so it doesn't matter if he agrees.

"Uncle Master, the young monk is willing."

"it is good."

"Since Junior Brother Zhiye, our Tianluo Temple finally has a new Buddhist disciple."

A smile appeared on the corner of Zhishan's mouth.
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There is no grand ceremony for succeeding the Buddha. He just notified the monks of Tianluo Temple, and it didn't change much for him.

Perhaps the only advantage is that he can enter and exit the Scripture Pavilion at will.

There are not only Buddhist scriptures in the Sutra Pavilion, but also countless Buddhist secrets, and only a few magical powers.

In the blink of an eye, three months passed, and a total of [-] volumes of scriptures on the six floors of the Sutra Pavilion were stored in his chest. Although he hadn't learned some secret techniques, he still memorized them by heart.

Putting down the last secret book, Xu Zisu stood up and walked out of the Scripture Pavilion, saluted the old monk guarding the Scripture Pavilion, and then left the Scripture Pavilion.

Looking at Xu Zisu's back, a flash of shock flashed in the old monk's eyes.

For three whole months, I stayed awake without rest, without eating or drinking, and without moving at all. Such a state of mind is really rare.

Reading sutras is different from practicing cultivation. Reading sutras makes you more irritable. Most monks will become impatient after reading sutras for three days. This is why they have sutra halls and only after exchanges, they choose to read that sutra, like Xu Zisu. Generally speaking, those who read the Sutra in three months cannot complete it without great perseverance.

Even he might not be able to do it.

The old monk glanced at the scripture building, then shook his head.

Although there are [-] volumes of scriptures in the Sutra Pavilion, he had read many of them at Jinshan Temple, and the actual number of scriptures he had read was only [-].

As for why he was able to read the scriptures for so long, he actually didn’t even know. However, reading the scriptures always made him feel very comfortable.
If it is something comfortable, you will naturally not get bored.

After walking out of the Sutra Building, a wisp of breeze blew, which actually brought a bit of chill.

March has passed and now it is autumn and winter.

Time is such a wonderful thing, it always passes by without you realizing it.

In the Zen courtyard,

The former abbot's monk's room has now changed its owner.

After receiving the ceremony with him, Abbot Zhishan announced his resignation as abbot, and the current abbot is the master of the Zen Yuan, Master Zhixin.

As soon as he stepped into the Zen courtyard, the door was already opened.

"come in."

"The young monk Pudu has met the abbot."

"You finally gave up on the Sutra Pavilion."

"Now that the scriptures are familiar to me, there is no need to stay in the scripture building."

Master Zhixin looked at Xu Zisu in surprise: "Have you read all the [-] volumes of scriptures?"

"Exactly."

"What the Mahaprajna Sutra says..."

Xu Zisu: "······"

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After a while, Master Zhixin couldn't help but fall into silence.

March, only March,

He spent half his life, but he couldn't compare with a little monk in three months.
This son should be the descendant of the Buddha from heaven.

He glanced at Xu Zisu with a complicated expression and shook his head helplessly.

"What are you doing here?"

"The young monk wants to come and say goodbye to the abbot."

"Why?"

"Confucianism has a saying, it is better to travel thousands of miles than to read thousands of books. The young monk has read thousands of books, so he should travel thousands of miles to see the world."

Master Zhixin nodded with a smile: "Brother said at the beginning that you would not stay in Tianluo Temple for one year, but I never thought that it will only be three months later, and you will have to leave."

"Senior brother gave this to you from the old monk."

Master Zhixin took out two things from his bosom, Xu Zisu raised his eyes and saw that they were a thin booklet and a small wooden box.

"This is it?" Xu Zisu asked doubtfully.

"This is the method used by our temple to control the temple. The Tianluo Golden Body Method can condense the golden body of Buddhism and Taoism. I think you have heard of it before. As a Buddhist disciple of our Tianluo Temple, you should practice it yourself."

Xu Zisu nodded, he had indeed heard of it, but the problem was that he already had the Diamond Dharma Body, so there was no need to practice the Tianluo Golden Body Dharma if it was true.

"The young monk already has a superior golden body. It's better to keep it in the temple."

As he spoke, a golden light appeared on Xu Zisu's body, and a golden light appeared behind him, showing a Vajra statue with three heads and six arms.

Looking at the Vajra Dharma behind Xu Zisu in shock, Master Zhixin lost his mind again.
It even has the Golden Body Dharma, and it seems to be the authentic Vajra Dharma. Compared with it, the Tianluo Golden Body Dharma is somewhat inferior.

Secondly, it seems that the Pudu Golden Body Technique has been cultivated to great perfection, and there is really no need to practice the Tianluo Golden Body Technique again.

Zhixin sighed helplessly: "Since that's the case, today's Luo Jin Shenfa will not be given to you."

Then he opened the wooden box and saw a colorful elixir inside.

"This is~?"

Xu Zisu looked at Zen Master Zhixin hesitantly.

"It's the Infant Spirit Pill."

Even if it were given to him, he would not dare to eat the elixir refined from hundreds of babies!

Xu Zisu couldn't help but reveal a wry smile.

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(End of this chapter)