A small road extends from the main road of Yinshan Town, and appears and disappears on the hillside. As you climb over the hill, a curved stream will appear in front of you. A small temple is located next to the stream, surrounded by woods. The source of the stream is hidden in the forest. Through the rocks, it drills out from the cracks next to the temple, forming several tiny waterfalls, which are somewhat supernatural.

It was not yet noon, but in this quiet area, you could feel the heat of summer.

A monk in a short green jacket was holding a broom in his hand and was cleaning up the weeds and fallen leaves that were brought to the temple gate by the heavy rain last night.

Not long after, the debris was cleaned up, and the monk straightened his waist. It was the fate of fate.

At this time, his eyes had already been cleared. It had been more than a month since he returned from the hospital. Everything was on track, and it seemed that it was no different from the past.

I have to say that compared with the old houses in the town, he likes this place more, and there are few people disturbing it. In this quiet environment, learning, meditating and practicing seem to be easier.

He devoted his energy to practicing "Shouying the Palm". Although this exercise in Dali Dynasty was called a big street, he had no other choice, and secondly, this was Buddhist kung fu after all, and he was just right to practice as a monk.

Innate has great advantages in some aspects, unlike before that he was not very able to understand and use it. In less than half a month, he had already entered the palm technique and was quite powerful when he used it. In the future, he would have an extra method to save his life.

He slowly cleaned the front of the temple gate and then patted the dust on his body? He walked back.

Back to the small temple? He checked up and down, turned off the sluice, and made the power cut off? He made sure there were no safety hazards. He greeted his parents and Xiangling with his newly purchased mobile phone? Then he carried the new backpack on the stone table in the yard.

"Let's go..." He sighed lightly before saying to Jin Chan in his heart.

Then his figure standing in the courtyard gradually blurred? In the end, it will not be visible again...

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The sun is shining brightly? There is no wind at all, so hot that it makes people breathless.

Lijia Village, surrounded by mountains and rivers, is no exception. It is the slack season, and many villagers hide in the shade? Or exchange gossip about whose family in the village? Or point to the world and look forward to this year's harvest.

A tall and thin monk carrying a strange bag walked slowly into the village with the scorching sun, which naturally attracted people's attention.

"Is the little master here to beg for alms?" an old man asked loudly.

The monk smiled when he heard this, shook his head and replied, "No, I am looking for someone." After saying that, I approached? After bowing to the old man, I asked, "Amitabha? May I ask the old donor, can there be a family named Wen here?"

"Is this Lijia Village? Of course, everyone's surname is Li, but there is really one with the surname Wen." The old man's face was kind? He seemed extremely talkative? He pointed to a house at the east end of the village: "That family is."

"Thank you, donor." The monk bowed again? He slowly approached the house that the old man pointed to.

The door of this house is open. Although the yard is small and dilapidated, it is quite clean.

The monk slapped the door, and soon a man in a short jacket walked out. He was slightly stunned when he saw the monk, and then quickly folded his hands together: "Master, are you going to beg for alms?"

The monk still smiled and closed his eyes and said, "Is the donor surnamed Wen Ke? I wonder if the donor Wen Ke is there?"

"I'm the surname Wen." The man was stunned again, and looked at the monk up and down: "The Wen Ke you were looking for was a dog, but..." He stopped just after saying anything, his expression became extremely strange. He lowered his head and thought for a long time before turning back to the room and shouting: "Girl, take the child out for the master."

The monk was stunned when he heard this, but before he could ask anything, the curtain of the door was lifted open, and a young woman walked out with a cradle in her arms.

But as soon as she arrived in the yard, a monk standing at the door took a quick step back two times, hugged the child in his arms tightly, and cursed: "The head of the family, this is the only male man in your family's three generations of single-letters. If you dare to let him be a monk, I will fight you to the death."

"Don't talk nonsense." The man scolded him, then approached his wife and comforted him in a low voice: "This master must have never seen him before, but he directly came to him and called him the name of a child. It must be because of some tricks that children have never been easy to support, and it is also good to have some Buddhist connections. As for becoming a monk, how could I bear to give him a vegetarian chant for jubilation?" He thought he lowered his voice, but others could not hear it, but he did not see the change in the expression of the monk behind him.

After comforting his wife, the man carefully held the child in his arms and walked back to the monk: "I didn't expect that the master was very powerful and knew the large size that the dog had just taken a few days ago." Although the man smiled at this time, a sense of panic appeared in his eyes and asked uneasy: "I don't know what he saw. Is there any disaster in this child? Just say what you need to prepare."

"Amitabha." The monk recited the Buddha's name, but shook his head and said apologizing: "I'm sorry, donor, I'm looking for the wrong one." After saying that, he turned around and left without waiting for the other party to react.

When he walked away, he heard a "bang" sound behind him. When he looked back, he saw that the Wen family door was closed.

The monk sighed and walked out of the village with some frustration. It happened that the old man who had been guiding the way was still sitting under the big tree to cool off. When he saw him, he asked, "Has the little master found someone?"

The monk replied: "It's not the person I am looking for."

The old man stroked his beard and smiled, and after thinking about it, he asked, "I still don't know the Master's Dharma name."

"I am a monk who is in charge of success." That's right, this monk is in charge of success.

The old man hurriedly asked again: "Oh? I wonder who is yours?"

"That's my senior brother." Yuan Xing replied.

"Oh, it turns out that he is the master of Tianchan Temple. In the early years, our village had received the favor of Master Yuanfa. I didn't expect that you were his junior brother. I was so disrespectful." The old man stood up, patted his hands, and walked to Yuanxing a few steps, and then pulled him: "Since you have been here, you must sit at home so that I can entertain you."

"No need to worry, I have been traveling around for many years and am eager to go back to the mountain at this moment, so I'm sorry." Yuan Xing hurriedly avoided and explained.

Finally, after much persuasion, he successfully escaped and left the village.

When he arrived at a place where no one was around, Yuanxing stopped and frowned at the data in front of him, speechless for a long time.

Name: Yuanxing

Strength: Innate First Level

Merit: 829

Buddhism: Understand the mind and understand the spirit

Practice: Tianchan Boy's Achievement (Complete), Bodhi Jade Body Glazed Achievement (Complete), Arhat Fist (Complete), Arhat Stick Method (Comprehensive), Radical Art (Great Complete), Hidden Art (Great Complete), Light Water and Flowing Waves (Great Complete), Guarding the Empty Palm (Introduction)

Supernatural powers: Heavenly Eye Power (Smart Eye), Divine Foot Power (First Prying to the Door)

This mission: Wen Ke, the village of Lijia Village at the foot of Wutou Mountain in Qingzhou Prefecture, has a bumpy fate, but he is born with wisdom and has a deep Buddhist connection. Please walk and transform him into my Buddhism.

Mission time limit: unlimited.

"So, is this unlimited meaning? The mission goal is just a child now?" Yuan Xing complained silently in his heart.

"I don't know, haven't you always wanted to go back to Tianchan Temple to take a look? Isn't this just right?" Jin Chan replied.

"That's right..." Yuan Xing was silent for a long time and suddenly started to laugh again.

This time he got the task, but he made enough preparations. He was too lazy to buy the gold and silver wigs he had brought before because he was lost. Instead, he asked Xiang Ling to get a lot of Buddhist scriptures, all of which were not found in Tianchan Temple. He also specially prepared a few pairs of reading glasses as gifts to return to the mountain, and then cleaned the house and then teleported it over.

I planned to go back to the mountain directly, but after all, there was a task to suppress it, so I took it to take a look anyway. But I didn't expect that the mission goal was actually a child, but that's fine. No matter whether he did this task himself or not, he should be able to stay in the master for a long time.
Chapter completed!