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Jiang Ming was still pondering when several young monks approached from a distance, seemingly intending to enter the Sutra Repository to learn Pure Land practices.

Their monk robes were of a higher rank than Jiang Ming's.

Therefore, he even had to call upon a group of junior senior brothers at the Qi Refining Realm.

Looking at Jiang Ming, the young monks glanced at the fallen leaves gathered in the courtyard and kindly pointed them out.

"Junior brother, it's not clean enough yet. You need to keep working on it..."

After speaking, the group softly chanted a Buddhist prayer. The next second, the ground that Jiang Ming had swept clean was instantly covered with fallen leaves again.

Damn it!

Are you tired of living?

Jiang Ming, though somewhat puzzled as to why these monks were making things difficult for him, managed to refrain from turning hostile. However, lacking understanding of the Pure Land tradition, he simply let it go.

For that practice that helps one achieve perfect enlightenment.

He must do his best and endure what ordinary people cannot.

Silently sweeping away the dust and fallen leaves on the ground, Jiang Ming saw people coming and going in the Sutra Repository and his heart sank.

Every time a new group of people comes, he gets rejected once, and then he has to start all over again.

Over time, even Jiang Ming, who was slow to react, realized that something had probably gone wrong in some crucial link.

The monks entered the library for their own spiritual practice.

My task is to clean the yard.

Since that's the case, just focus on cleaning; why bother greeting these monks and wasting time?

With his eyes sparkling brightly, Jiang Ming seemed to have discovered a new continent and immediately began a new round of attempts.

However, this idea is still somewhat biased.

"Why didn't you greet your senior brother when you saw him? Is it that difficult for you? You can't even figure out how to walk around this courtyard, so what can you do? What kind of Buddhist practice are you trying to have!"

With a stern rebuke, a fallen leaf suddenly appeared on the ground that Jiang Ming had just swept.

Looking at the monk's large feet, Jiang Ming frowned, suppressed his resentment, nodded in agreement, and then began cleaning the scripture pavilion again.

Still not right!

Even if you don't greet these monks, you'll still run into big problems.

After pondering patiently for a long time, Jiang Ming carefully reviewed his recent experiences and suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

That should be the case. After greeting everyone, he focused wholeheartedly on cleaning the library and completing his task.

In this way, I should be able to pass this assessment.

……

In the courtyard, Jiang Ming greeted the passing monks, merely raising his head to say hello before lowering it again and calmly beginning to sweep the yard.

This time, Jiang Ming thoroughly cleaned up all the dust and fallen leaves inside.

However, the young monk still shook his head, looking disdainful. "Junior brother, your skills are too shallow. You can't even sweep the courtyard clean..."

Gan!

Why did I fail again?

At this rate, Jiang Ming's Dao heart will likely collapse before he even gets his hands on the cultivation method for perfecting his Dao heart.

Not a single one of these idiot monks is normal.

After pondering for a while, Jiang Ming gradually became irritable.

He painstakingly cultivated to the Purple Mansion Realm, yet he was being bossed around by a group of Qi Consumption Realm cultivators. What kind of behavior is this!

I really need to control you all and show you what it means to be arrogant and domineering!

With a cold smile, Jiang Ming's state of mind had undergone a subtle change.

This time, when the monks who were passing by the Sutra Repository passed by, a gentle look flashed in his eyes. After greeting them, he stood still and did not move.

"Junior brother, your courtyard isn't clean yet. Why are you suddenly standing there in a daze?" The monk frowned, looking displeased, and glared at Jiang Ming with a hint of intimidation.

"Hmph, I'll tell Guang Shen Luohan about this. Just you wait and see, he'll punish you..."

As the monk turned and left, Jiang Ming's eyes revealed a hint of joy.

He understood, he finally understood, that this so-called test was not actually conducted by people at all.

The disciples who came one after another seemed to be part of a pre-programmed sequence; when Jiang Ming made different choices, the monks would react differently.

For example, compared to the previous times, there has been a lot of progress. Next, the Guangzhou and Shenzhen Luohan should launch an attack.

"I gave you a chance, why didn't you cherish it? As a handyman disciple, it is your responsibility to clean the courtyard."

"If that's the case, why don't you move? Do you think standing here will make the ground clean?"

After a reprimand, a hint of authority appeared on Guang Shen's amiable face.

Raising an eyebrow, Jiang Ming was absolutely certain of his judgment.

That's why he was so confident, and said leisurely, "There's no dust on the ground, it's your heart that's covered in dust..."

No matter how hard I try to sweep, I can't sweep away other people's prejudices.

My heart is pure and bright, what more is there to say...

After hearing Jiang Ming's reply, Guang Shen remained silent for a long time, then nodded and stopped urging him. The stern look on his face gradually softened. "Good. In the path of cultivation, one must have a clear mind."

It is true that whatever you do, you should finish what you start. However, what is truly important is whether you should do it at all. Once you understand this, know what you want and what you should do, your initial resolve will be established.

Next, please proceed to the second stage.

From today onwards, you are a formal disciple of Buddhism.

However, as the most precious treasure of the Pure Land, the Dao Heart Cultivation Method is actually beyond the reach of formal disciples.

To master this skill, you need to continue honing your skills.

As soon as he finished speaking, the Guang Shen Luohan disappeared again.

At the same time, the scene before Jiang Ming's eyes also changed drastically.

Beside him was a young monk, who looked to be only a teenager and had just begun his spiritual practice.

He shared a room with Jiang Ming and was Jiang Ming's senior brother, named Xin'an.

"Junior brother, you haven't mastered your technique yet. If you need my help, please feel free to ask."

I'm going to participate in the Zen Testing Conference first. I've been looking forward to competing with the true disciples for a long time. Junior brother, wait for my good news.

After finishing his own words, Xin'an had already dashed out.

Clearly, he had a very strong desire to fight against experts. Jiang Ming was a little worried about him, so he definitely decided to accompany him.

Xin'an is like a guide NPC in a game's starting village; you must follow him to find the most correct path for a formal disciple.

This path requires alignment with one's own moral compass.

Only in this way can you pass the test smoothly.

As Jiang Ming followed Xin'an in, he couldn't help but feel some pressure when he saw the group of dignified disciples of Baoxiang.

He had already suffered enough from sweeping before.

Welcome to the fantastical world of Xianxia novels! The entrance is here:

Jiang Ming was naturally moved but also had a bit of a headache.

"You've passed, you should be punished!" Like an iron-faced judge, the person presiding over the Zen test was a junior disciple of Guang Shen Luohan, whose cultivation was not to be underestimated.

Judging from his appearance, he is at least a Purple Mansion cultivator.

Moreover, unlike the lenient and gentle people of Guangzhou and Shenzhen, this person appears extremely stern.

Jiang Ming watched as Xin'an stepped forward, observing silently from the side.

The next second, several burly men dressed as martial monks raised heavy wooden sticks and rhythmically struck Xin'an's body.

Although Shinan looks very thin, he seems to have trained his physique, which is why his physical body is also very strong.

The wooden stick struck his body, but there was almost no reaction. His resolute expression, coupled with his sturdy physique, instantly earned him a satisfied smile from the Arhat. "Good, you pass."

A hint of joy flashed in Xin'an's eyes as he got up from the ground. The blood on his back had gradually congealed.

According to the rules of Pure Land Buddhism, Xin'an was already qualified to enter the ranks of the true disciples. Some people stared at Xin'an with curiosity as he was led to the back hall.

Jiang Ming waited for a long time, but Xin An didn't come out to greet him. For a moment, he couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.

That shouldn't be the case. Judging from Xin'an's behavior, he is not an arrogant person. He has just had the opportunity to become a true disciple, so he shouldn't be avoiding me.

After a long silence, Jiang Ming's consideration of this test suddenly became uncertain. Did I also need to pass this test to become a true disciple?

Jiang Ming tentatively stepped forward and respectfully asked, "This disciple also wishes to participate. Could you please grant me a chance?"

"Okay, come over here..." Hearing the monk's nonchalant words, Jiang Ming immediately felt something was wrong. Something was definitely amiss, and this old monk was probably not someone to be trifled with.

It's unclear whether the other party harbors malicious intentions.

Jiang Ming calmly lay on the ground accepting the trial, having enough confidence in his physical body.

His physical body is now comparable to that of a dragon, and ordinary weapons cannot harm him, let alone this small wooden stick.

Bang!

Jiang Ming frowned as he took a solid hit, feeling a piercing pain surge into his mind.

Something's not right. How can this stick be so strong?

With a muffled groan, Jiang Ming immediately realized that he had made a mistake in his thinking.

At the same time, Luohan frowned, and his aged face turned angry. He slapped the futon beneath him, his eyes like those of a fierce fighting beast.

"So arrogant! Don't you even know the rules of the Zen Testing Conference? You dare to come and try to pass the test without reaching the Golden Body realm? You deserve to be punished!"

Before Jiang Ming could explain, a barrage of sticks rained down on him, and he received a thorough beating.

Jiang Ming left the main hall in a disheveled state, but at the same time, his thoughts gradually became clearer.

After entering the Buddhist order, he became a formal disciple.

Next, one should practice the Pure Land's physical training methods. Only by meeting the assessment standards can one gradually progress and become a true disciple of the Pure Land tradition.

It is a grave mistake to assume that one can pass through this trial smoothly simply by relying on one's Dharma body. Here, one must act in accordance with the requirements of Pure Land Buddhism.

In order to perfect his cultivation technique, Jiang Ming had no choice but to continue to endure.

Upon arriving at the Sutra Repository, the spot that originally belonged to Jiang Ming was now occupied by a new monk, who, just like Jiang Ming had done before, was bending over and silently sweeping the fallen leaves from the ground.

However, he was repeatedly thwarted. With a sigh, Jiang Ming did not intervene. Now he knew that most of the Pure Land cultivators he was facing were just non-existent phantoms.

Upon entering the Sutra Repository, Jiang Ming began searching for body-strengthening techniques on his own.

The monks of Pure Land Buddhism have reached the extreme in their worship of the golden statues. As a result, most of the exercises displayed here are related to body training.

However, many of them are of subpar quality.

In a true sense, the only thing that could satisfy Jiang Ming's wishes was the so-called "Nine Revolutions Golden Body Technique".

This technique is the strongest body-strengthening technique currently passed down in the Pure Land, and many Arhats are practicing it.

With my current level of cultivation, mastering this technique and passing the true disciple assessment shouldn't be too difficult.

After pondering it carefully for a while, Jiang Ming silently studied the cultivation technique.

Spring came and autumn went, and through hard work and perseverance, he finally achieved the Nine Revolutions Golden Body. This level is similar to the Dharma Body realm, both of which can demonstrate extremely strong physical strength.

The only difference is that after activating the Nine Revolutions Golden Body Technique, a Sanskrit chant will flash through your mind.

Pure Land Buddhism, after all, prioritizes religion, and many things are based on it. Jiang Ming was not surprised by this.

Arriving at the Zen Testing Conference.

Now, the disciple in charge of presiding has been replaced by Guangshen Luohan. This old monk, whom we haven't seen for a long time, exudes a sacred aura for some reason.

He spoke softly, chanting a Buddhist mantra. At the same time, several young monks immediately began to fight with their sticks.

With the protection of the Buddha's light, he was indeed no longer in pain after circulating the Nine Revolutions Golden Body Technique.

At the same time, Guang Shen Luohan smiled kindly.

"You've passed the test. Go now. After becoming a direct disciple, you'll be able to access the cultivation techniques for perfecting your Dao Heart..."

Jiang Ming breathed a sigh of relief and was about to set off when, a second later, the familiar calamity warning sounded again.

My name is Jiang Ming. By the time you see this, I am already in dire straits and my life is nearing its end.

All the practitioners in the Pure Land, after entering the Buddhist order, will be replaced by the Buddha and completely become a part of him.

The vast Pure Land was merely a training ground for a monk. After becoming a direct disciple, I gradually sank deeper into the mire due to the restrictions imposed by the rules, becoming an appendage of the Buddha and losing my own consciousness.

If I had realized the situation sooner and focused on acquiring the Daoist cultivation method instead of delving too much into Buddhist teachings, things might have been different...

Jiang Ming was taken aback for a moment, somewhat surprised.

He hasn't seen any warnings of disaster for a long time.

No wonder everything went so smoothly; it turns out they were waiting for me here.

Jiang Ming frowned, gradually regaining his composure.

Fortunately, there was a calamity warning, otherwise he would have unknowingly cultivated the Nine Revolutions Golden Body Technique. If he had continued to cultivate the corresponding technique, he would most likely have fallen victim to the Buddha's underhanded tricks.

Nascent Soul cultivators really do have secretive methods.

Meanwhile, in the vast sea of ​​stars.

The figure atop the mountain silently rebuked the Buddha, "You think you can fool me with such petty tricks? Behave yourself, Buddha. I've been planning this for a long time. If you dare to cause trouble again, I won't hesitate to let you get lost in the sea of ​​stars..."

"..." After a long silence, the Buddha did not say a word.

At the same time, the Guangshen Arhat who had been keeping an eye on Jiang Ming also suddenly realized something.

There was almost no hesitation whatsoever.

He then led Jiang Ming to receive the True Disciple Token.

Then, he went straight to the highest point of the Sutra Repository to search for the Dao Heart Perfection Cultivation Method...