Poor monk does not understand love

Chapter 110
Ding Yuan took Wang Mu to the Buddhist scriptures hall of Kongtian Pavilion.

Every Buddhist monastery has a Buddhist scripture hall, and the Buddhist scripture hall is generally divided into two places, one is for Buddhist scriptures, and the other is for Buddhist practice and martial arts.

Wang Mu was a little excited. At this time, the Buddhist scripture hall where he was located here obviously stored exercises and martial arts.

In the majestic hall, rows of wooden frames are placed between several vermilion pillars. The wooden frames are filled with jade slips of various colors, which dazzles the beholders.

Wang Mu took a light breath, the Buddhism of this realm of comprehension is indeed more promising than the Buddhism of Mortal Realm, the collection of exercises and martial arts alone is not comparable to that of Mortal Realm Buddhism.

It seems that it is really a good idea to come here to practice exercises and martial arts.

The Tianliu Buddha Yin Jue that Wang Mu is currently practicing is one of the best skills in Mortal Realm Buddhism, but it is insignificant compared with the Tibetan goods in the Kongtian Pavilion.

As we all know, the world's kung fu or martial arts are divided into four levels: Tiandi Xuanhuang, Tiandi is the highest, Huang is the lowest, and each level is divided into upper, middle and lower.

As for the Tianliu Buddha Yin Jue, at best, it can only be regarded as a middle-grade yellow grade, but in the scripture hall in front of him, Wang Mu just casually glanced at the jade slips, and found many middle-grade yellow grades, even high-grade yellow grades. His martial arts and martial arts are even at the Xuan level.

Seeing the greed in Wang Mu's eyes, Ding Yuan smiled triumphantly with his hands behind his back, and said leisurely, "How about it, I have a lot of things here, right?"

"A lot, a lot. But..." Wang Mu nodded again and again, then suddenly turned around, looked at Ding Yuan with deep meaning and said, "Master Abbot, but you shouldn't only have these martial arts here, right? Isn't there a secret room? of? I want to go into the secret room."

The smile on Ding Yuan's face froze immediately, he rolled his eyes and said, "You are young enough to be a thief. How do you know there is a secret room?"

"Haha," Wang Mu smiled casually, "How can a good thing be put on the bright side?"

Ding Yuan shook his head and sighed again, feeling in his heart whether it was a blessing or a disaster, he couldn't avoid it, paused, and walked towards the innermost wall of the hall with big strides.

This Kongtian Pavilion is not like the temples in the Mortal Realm. It does not enshrine any Dharma images of Buddhist powerhouses. The disciples of Tiange are also practicing Buddhism, which is completely different from believing in a certain Buddhist powerhouse.

Here, everyone enters the Buddhist gate for the purpose of cultivating and strengthening themselves, not for praying for the blessing of the Buddhist gate.

Turning around on a golden * character on the wall, there was a clicking sound, and the wall automatically retracted towards the two sides, revealing a small secret room.

Wang Mu licked his lips playfully, followed Ding Yuan into the secret room.

The secret room was only a few square meters in size, and there were only two wooden frames less than two meters long placed on both sides. Each wooden frame had only one floor, and four jade slips were placed on each.

There were eight jade slips in total, shining with various brilliance, Wang Mu stepped forward, picked up these jade slips one by one, and probed into his spiritual power to examine them.

Sure enough, they are all good things.

The eight pieces of jade slips, four pieces of exercises, and four pieces of martial arts are all above the middle grade of the mysterious class, and two of the exercises and two steps of martial arts have reached the top grade of the mysterious class.

Even in the field of cultivation, this high-grade mysterious level is already extremely high. As for those earth-level and heaven-level exercises, most of them only exist in legends.

"Have you chosen yet?" Seeing Wang Mu picking up this and putting down that, Ding Yuan felt a little distressed, "Let me tell you, this exercise is for you to practice, but I didn't say I would give it to you. Go back and memorize it." After that, the jade slips will still be sent back.”

"I know, I know, I'm scared, I don't even want a broken jade slip if it's given to me for free." Wang Mu said without turning his head.

Ding Yuan rolled his eyes, he was acting like a good boy when he got a bargain!
"Huh? There's another one here." Suddenly, Wang Mu found a hidden compartment on the wall below the wooden shelf on the east side. There seemed to be a book in the dark compartment. The book was covered with dust, and the hidden compartment It's just a gap, you can't really see it unless you look carefully.

As he spoke, Wang Mu bent down and stretched out his hand, and took out the book.

"Hey hey hey, that one can't be taken!" Ding Yuan was anxious, "You don't choose so many good exercises, why choose this one."

He snatched the book, patted the dust on it, bent down again, and prepared to put the book back in the distance.

Wang Mu narrowed his eyes, hiding so well, the cliff is a good thing.

"Master Abbot, you said that you will do your best." Wang Mu's face suddenly became serious, and Wang Mu said in a deep voice, with a hint of sadness in his tone.

Ding Yuan stopped, looked back at Wang Mu with resentment on his face, helpless, "Son, I want to do my best, but this exercise is really not that good. People who have practiced have practiced themselves to death, and the master does not want to harm you."

"Remnant work?" Wang Mu blinked, "Then let me have a look."

Ding Yuan shook his head and smiled bitterly, "You don't believe me, as a Buddhist, can I still lie to you? Then you can see for yourself, it's already written clearly."

Saying that, Ding Yuan angrily stuffed the book into Wang Mu's hand again.

The book is very thin, the white skin has turned yellow, and there are four large black characters on it... Broken soul and broken law.

Wang Mu laughed, glanced at Ding Yuan and said, "It's called a disabled method, but it's not necessarily a disabled method."

After speaking, he turned the pages of the book to read.

On the first page of the blank paper, there is only one sentence.....

simple and clear.

The vigorous and powerful handwriting, black with red, seems to be some kind of mysterious omen. Just looking at him makes people feel a feeling of oppressed breathing.

Wang Mu stopped the movements of his hands, put them to death and survived, this sentence quite agrees with Wang Mu's current situation.

Inexplicably, he became the enemy of the Three Realms and Nine Regions. Although he was joking and laughing on weekdays, Wang Mu knew that he was already in a dead end. With all the power in the world, how could he work hard to counter the countless strong men in this world?
If it's not death, what else could it be?
A cold light flashed in Wang Mu's eyes, and Wang Mu continued to turn the pages of the book. The following pages were full of the specific training steps of this exercise, full of meridian paths and various detailed annotations, which were indeed more complicated than the exercises contained in the jade slips just now. A little more esoteric.

After reading the last page, Wang Mu closed the book, but did not find any signs of incompleteness.

"Master Abbot, what level is this exercise?" With a satisfied smile on his face, Wang Mu looked at Ding Yuan.

"I don't know, I have this exercise since I came to the Kongtian Pavilion, and it didn't indicate what level it is." Ding Yuan was a little displeased, because he saw that Wang Mu liked this exercise very much.

"Oh, that's it. For martial arts, the Heaven Punishing Curse is the one." Wang Mu said quickly, grabbed a piece of jade slip that he had just chosen, turned around and ran away.

Looking at the back of Wang Mu who disappeared in the blink of an eye, Ding Yuan's old face twisted into a chrysanthemum, and he shouted helplessly: "You really chose that cruel method, it will kill you!"

Wang Mu ignored it, he still believed in himself, and really didn't see any flaws in that exercise.

After leaving the scripture hall, Ding Yuan stood in front of the door, looked up at Wanli Qingkong, spread his hands and said: "Everyone has seen it, I didn't force him to choose, he chose it himself, he is the reincarnation of Flower Buddha, I How dare you force him? Amitabha, so good..."

With new exercises and martial arts, Wang Mu was very excited. As a monk, exercises and martial arts are part of life, especially good exercises and martial arts, no one will not be tempted, which represents a powerful force.

Leaving aside the Soul Breaking Art, the Heaven Punishing Curse alone is not comparable to the martial arts he has learned now. The Mysterious Grade top-grade martial arts are extremely powerful and have the power to destroy heaven and earth. Thinking about it is domineering .

He was in a good mood and gained a lot of strength. After picking up water for another day, after dinner, Wang Mu parted ways with Wuwei and went to his own residence.

I don’t know why, Senior Brother Wuwei didn’t talk much today, and Wang Mu didn’t think too much about his insanity. He only thought that this guy hadn’t broken free from Xiaoyu’s red fruit scenery, and said that he had strong concentration. Now it seems, Not as good as Wang Mu.

There are also many lay disciples in Kongtian Pavilion, and Wang Mu lives with these lay disciples.

In a huge monk's room, eleven beds are neatly arranged, and Wang Mu is on top of No.11 bed in the farthest corner.

Dinner was over, and the other ten people also came back. They didn't chat too much. After washing up, they all sat cross-legged on the bed and started their own cultivation.

Looking at the seniors who were practicing with their eyes closed, Wang Mu grinned, thinking about what might happen later, and prepared in his heart.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, he also closed his eyes and entered into cultivation.

After coming here for so many days, although Wang Mu didn't let go of his cultivation, it was the first time he practiced seriously in this room.

Thinking about the scenes of these secular brothers practicing in the past few days, Wang Mu was still very shocked in his heart.

Good fellow, although they are lay disciples, these people's talents are too strong, the least one has four Buddha wheels, and the highest one is so big!
The realm of comprehension is worthy of being a realm of comprehension, with outstanding people and outstanding spirits, it is absolutely unmatched by the realm of non-human beings.

(End of this chapter)