Chen Yi walked over and raised his head.

This is also a Buddha mural.

But when Chen Yi saw this mural, he felt a little weird.

The secular worship of Buddha, regardless of statues or paintings, has certain rules and levels.

The third Buddha horizontally, the third Buddha vertically, the three sages of the Western Paradise World, the three sages of the central Saha World, the three sages of the Eastern Glazed World, etc. are in the middle, followed by Bodhisattvas, and Arhats again...

Different sects offer different Buddha statues.

Chinese Buddhism is roughly the same.

However, it will not be discharged randomly.

For example, in the third generation Buddha, the center is the Lord of the Saha World, the right is the Lord of the Oriental Glazed World, and the left is the Lord of the Western Paradise.

There are other arrangements, all with their own rules.

The mural in front of me is very confusing.

There are six gods and Buddhas in the mural.

The one in the middle is indeed the lord of the central Saha world, and the Tathagata Buddha that the world often calls him.

The other five statues surround the Buddha and live in the five directions.

On the right side of the Buddha is a statue of Avalokitesvara with Thousand Arms and Thousand Eyes.

On the left is a statue of Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva.

To the rear right is a rarely seen Buddha statue.

Chen Yi identified it repeatedly before he was sure that it was... a Buddha with Heavenly Drum and Thunder Sound.

This is one of the five Buddhas in the Tantric Womb Realm.

To the rear left is a statue of an Arhat.

Directly in front is a statue of Vajra with angry eyes.

If this kind of mural is not a random graffiti, it obviously has some special purpose.

"Isn't it weird?"

The old monk Kong Ji on the side said with a smile as his forehead was bleeding.

Chen Yi glanced sideways at the proud old monk, without replying, and asked: "Abbott, do you keep your word?"

"nature,"

The old monk Kongji raised his head and said: "But I can't let you delay. I will give you three months. Within three months, if you can understand the mystery, let alone the previous promise, even if I give you the abbot, it will not be repaid."

No."

Chen Yi curled his lips: "It's okay to be the abbot, but if I win, you can't stop me from what I want to do in Shaolin in the future."

"Ok, Ok."

Old monk Kong Ji didn't know whether he didn't care, or he was sure that Chen Yi couldn't do it, so he agreed with a smile on his face.

Then he said: "Do you want to hear the origin of this painting?"

Chen Yi nodded: "Of course."

The old monk Kong Ji looked at the murals on the wall with a sigh: "Then let's talk about Li Tang hundreds of years ago..."

"Everyone in the world knows that Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty was a wise and wise emperor who was rare in history for his literary and military skills. However, few people know that Emperor Taizong's magical power was so great that except for a few people in the world, there was almost no one who could resist him..."

Chen Yi looked at his intoxicated look and said directly: "So, you want to say that Emperor Taizong's unparalleled magical skills came from Shaolin?"

"..."

The emotions brewing in the old monk Kong Ji were suddenly interrupted by him. He almost vomited blood, his lips moved, his white beard trembled, and his face alternated between red and white.

He hesitated: "This... that... naturally isn't..."

Seeing Chen Yi's slightly contemptuous expression, his voice became smaller and smaller.

"snort!"

Rude kid!

Chen Yi completely dampened the old monk's interest in bragging.

The old monk Kong Ji raised his head and stroked his beard: "Although it is not true, when Emperor Taizong ascended the throne, I, Shaolin, also made great efforts. This is the origin. When Emperor Taizong felt that his end was approaching, he did not want to have no successor for his earth-shattering magical skills.

Then he passed it on to me, Shaolin."

"It's just that this earth-shattering magical skill is truly extraordinary. Unless someone possesses great wisdom and compassion, it will be extremely difficult to cultivate it. If you practice it forcefully, you will definitely harm yourself and others, and even lose your mind. It will bring disaster to the world, but no one can control it."

"Emperor Taizong transformed it into another martial arts. If you want to master this magical skill, you must first understand this martial arts."

"This martial arts is also a magical skill that contains great wisdom. If you can master it, your mind and will will be enough to practice that magical skill. Even if you can't, if you want to use this skill to cause disaster, it won't be something that no one can control."

"As a result, that martial art has been spread in Shaolin ever since. After generations of eminent monks' intensive study and tempering, it has become even more profound and unfathomable, gradually reaching a state of perfection, but it has also become more difficult to understand and practice."

"In addition, over the past thousand years, our temple has experienced many disasters, and no one has mastered this martial arts, and it has been lost ever since."

"Fortunately, the senior monks have already taken precautions and painted a picture of the true meaning of this martial arts, which is what is painted on this wall."

Kong Ji pointed at the wall and sighed again: "More than ten years ago, Lao Na had a disciple who had profound Buddha nature and extraordinary wisdom. At a young age, he had mastered several unique Shaolin skills and was even more profound in Buddhism."

"The old monk passed this picture to him, and he lived up to his expectations. He really understood some of the secrets, and even realized what was hidden in it. Emperor Taizong's earth-shattering magical power, but..."

The old monk shook his head, as if he was no longer interested in talking.

"That's all, everything is determined by causes and conditions, you can't force it."

The old monk Kongji looked at Chen Yi and said seriously: "From today on, you are my Shaolin disciple. The old monk knows that you have reached the highest level of Buddhism and martial arts, but he can't teach you, so he accepts disciples as a teacher and becomes a monk, regardless of the secular world.

Li, if you are willing, just call me Senior Brother."

Chen Yi smiled slightly and bowed solemnly: "Little monk Sanzang, I have met senior brother Kongji."

"Okay, okay, okay, Tripitaka, Tripitaka, what a Tripitaka!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The old monk Kong Ji said hello three times, raised his head and laughed, then turned around and strode away.

Laughter echoed endlessly in the vast hall.

"Amitabha……"

Kong Ji walked to the stone staircase of the main hall, looked back, and then left with a swaying step with blood on his forehead and a smile on his face.

However, when he met the person for the first time, he was led into the Thousand Buddhas Hall.

This has been absolutely impossible in Shaolin Temple throughout the ages.

Especially in Shaolin now, with that oath, if you accept him, you will break the oath, and you will be close to death.

but……

If he doesn’t believe in a person who can cultivate Buddhism to the point of wisdom, clarity, and the realm of a voice-hearer, who else can he believe?

Such a person must be merciful to the Buddha and sent to Shaolin. Why should he be scrupulous?

If this were not the case, then Shaolin would really be destroyed, everything would be at a standstill, and there would be nothing anyone could do.

To linger like this and ruin the reputation of Shaolin for thousands of years, it is better to bury it...

Inside the main hall.

Chen Yi looked at the old monk's retreating figure, thoughtfully.

The old monk Kongji gave him a strange feeling.

It seems that everything is okay, but it is still burdened heavily.

He withdrew his doubtful gaze and fell on the painting on the wall.

Three months?

Chen Yi sighed and stretched out his hand towards the mural.

I don’t want to be a loser either…

"..."

You can really hide it, one by one...

It was quite beyond his expectation. Chen Yi originally thought it might be the famous Maha Wuliang.

Six Gods Technique...

Buddha's Palm……

The plot is messed up?

Or are they products of the same world?

Forget it, this is not the question to think about now.

On the other hand, although the level of these Six Divine Techniques is only unique skills, it seems now that there are levels between unique skills and unique skills, and there is a huge difference between heaven and earth.

The threshold is indeed high enough.

Although this value seems very low compared to his current attributes.

But in fact, there are definitely not many people who can meet the requirements, especially when there are requirements for realms that have never been seen before.

No wonder not many people can achieve it.

According to what the old monk Kongji said, more than ten years ago there was a disciple who not only understood the Six Divine Techniques, but also the Tathagata Divine Palm, which made Chen Yi extremely curious.

He had already passed the test, and the other requirements were more than enough. However, his "wisdom" was only 23, which was still far from the threshold of Liushen Jue.

There is someone who cheats better than him?

Do not believe!
Chapter completed!