"Amitabha! Kuquan, you are the chief deacon of the Discipline Academy of Famen Temple, and you are also an eminent monk. How could you become so restless now? Could it be that you have gone out to fight for more than half a year and your eyes have turned gray?"
Abbot Kudeng suddenly frowned and scolded with obvious displeasure. Then he smiled again and said to Tianjiu: "Little benefactor, don't pollute the world just because of a dust. Just like the alms bowl in the hands of the benefactor, although it is dirty, it still upholds my integrity."
It's God's will. Okay, this happened because of Po Chen. Po Chen violated the precepts first, so let's go with him to the backyard to be punished. We can't live without sweeping the floor in front of Famen Temple for a day. I think the little donor is strong, so why not take over Po Chen's place?
, responsible for cleaning in front of the door!"
"This...is this floor-sweeping novice considered the official establishment of Famen Temple?" Tianjiu felt happy and asked quickly.
"Of course, they will be officially registered. Except for a slightly lower status, the basic treatment is the same as that of other monks in this temple." Kudeng smiled and nodded.
"Master Abbot, how can you...?" Ku Quan was shocked and was about to dissuade him.
"Stand down! Since Pochen is no longer suitable to serve as a sweeping novice, the matter has been settled. The situation in Kyushu is rising, and the world is full of vicissitudes. Let's go back to the temple as soon as possible to discuss major world affairs!"
"No! I object...!" Ku Quan looked solemn.
"Whoever says more will be the novice sweeping the floor yourself! Deacon Kuquan, do you want to sweep the floor?" Abbot Kudeng shouted sternly.
In the distance, when the great monk Kuan Xin heard this, he retracted his stretched out neck, closed his eyes and turned sideways, stood next to the big tree and trembled while reading the scriptures.
After a while, when there was no one to argue with him, Ku Deng once again focused on Tianjiu: "Almsgiver... Alas, your dharma title is really unsightly, so you should change it. Before, it was Po Chen, so you can
Call it Wuchen! Number 10000."
"Wuchen? Number 10,000? Maiga!" Tianjiu grinned and shouted loudly.
Although he was secretly happy that he had sneaked into Famen Temple in a blink of an eye, he would not feel comfortable if he really had to be a sweeping novice, or the youngest novice in the 10,000th rank.
"That's right! The body is dust-free, the mind is dust-free, the sky is dust-free, the earth is dust-free, and the world is dust-free. Buddha is now accomplished! Amitabha, good, good, good!"
Abbot Kudeng said, and the old monk Pochen stepped up and walked straight to the gate of Famen Temple.
The group of people looked at Tianjiu strangely, shook their heads and chuckled, then showed joking expressions, stepped onto the stage, and instantly disappeared at the gate of Famen Temple. On the steps, the guarding monks who were meditating burst into laughter.
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But what Tianjiu didn't expect was that the latest title, Monk Wanhao, would ring through all the major temples in the Holy Buddha City overnight. Later, it would even shock the entire Dehua Prefecture and even Jiuzhou.
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Half an hour later, the great monk Kuan Xin came out of the door, with a brand new set of golden cassocks and a golden jade slip in his hands. On one corner of the cassock, there were clearly embroidered one and four zeros. In Tianjiu's view, that
It looked like four monks, leaning against a big tree, grinning and laughing.
"Monk No. 10,000, take your cassocks and the jade slips of our temple's rules and regulations. From now on, you will be officially listed on the door wall of our Famen Temple. If you violate the rules, you will be severely punished!"
"Monk No. 10,000?" Tianjiu was stunned for a few breaths.
"Hey, the number is 10,000. What is the monk number 10,000? Those are the abbots of the top ten monasteries in the Holy Buddha City. They all call you that. Congratulations, boy, your name is great.
If I don’t show up today, I’m afraid every temple will remember that they have such a precious person like you!”
"No way? I'm so bad, how can I become famous in the Holy Buddha City with just one number?"
"Hmph! Dese! In three days, go to the monastic discipline academy to get tonsured!" Monk Kuanxin said with a sneer, throwing away his cassock and jade slip.
"What? Get tonsured?! Don't do it! I am a lay disciple. Do you know that lay disciples don't need to be tonsured!" Tianjiu took the cassock and jade slips, shouted loudly, and instantly sent the things into the storage ring.
, leaving behind the depression of being called a monk with ten thousand names.
"You...you are such a monk! Even if you don't change into cassocks, you still dare not to be ordained and practice. To tell you the truth, this sweeping novice also has rules and must be ordained! Moreover, you are not allowed to use magic power to clean, and you are not allowed to delay cleaning.
, three times a day in the morning, noon and evening, outside the Famen Temple, the 999 steps and the vast square in front of the steps have more than a hundred fallen leaves, which need to be cleaned again. If there is a patch of dirt as big as a palm, all of them need to be flushed.
Oh, by the way, let me tell you that the water used for flushing must be the spring water from the Tuqing Spring behind Detian Temple. Gah, gah, gah!"
"Hmph! Abnormal! I don't care! I have no choice but to get tonsured! As for cleaning the fallen leaves, you can just do whatever you want with your magic power. Just clear water and use any magic spell to solve it. You are breaking the rules.
It’s unnecessary to take off your pants and fart!”
"Bold! If you are so obedient today, you are no longer a monk of Famen Temple!"
Monk Kuan Xin was furious. He ducked and came to Tianjiu. The pressure on his body spread out. Under his hood, he swung his big fist and suddenly hit him. What was strange was that he saw Monk Kuan Xin swinging his fist.
Fist, the dozen or so guards who were originally sitting on the steps, all disappeared without a trace, as if they had discussed it.
"Bang~!"
A muffled sound was heard, Tianjiu's figure disappeared instantly, and Monk Kuanxin fell to the ground, and one of his palms was broken at the wrist.
Before Monk Kuan Xin fully understood the situation, an invisible hand grabbed his neck in the air in front of him and threw him behind a big tree. Then, a big fist hit him like raindrops.
on his face.
"Yeah~!"
As soon as he howled miserably, his throat became mute and he could no longer roar. All the muscles and veins in his body were sealed, and even his spiritual consciousness could no longer be revealed.
Less than half an hour later, the great monk Kuan Xin walked out from behind a giant tree. His face was as swollen as a pig's head, and his whole body was bruised and purple. Black blood overflowed from his nostrils and corners of his mouth. His big panda eyes were full of blood.
Infinite horror.
Beside the big tree, Tianjiu crossed his legs and held a roasted pig leg in his hand. He gnawed on it without forgetting to tremble: "Monk Kuanxin, please be honest with me. There is an area of three acres outside Famen Temple."
From now on, I will have the final say to divide the land. If you dare to say a word, I will beat you into a pig head every day. Remember, no matter how sharp Monk Kuquan's arms are, he can't stand up to Abbot Kudeng's thighs. I'm behind the scenes.
It’s a dead lamp, do you understand?”
"I understand, I understand! The monk has remembered it!"
Kuan Xin nodded repeatedly, and he finally understood that this new monk, No. 10,000, was extremely weird and beyond his control. The perverted power of the opponent's late stage Jin Dan not only squeezed him to death, but also made him invisible in the air, making him unable to control himself.
No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't even use audio, video and jade slips to record the evidence of the beating. What was even more frightening was that Abbot Kudeng was his backstage. Although he couldn't be trusted, he couldn't help but not believe it.
"Also, the big trees around here are my territory. Don't go up there anymore. If you fall and break your leg, don't blame me."
"Yeah, yeah, I understand, I understand!"
He nodded his head in relief and looked sad, as if he were mourning his heir.
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In the evening, Tianjiu used magic to clean the steps and the square. He completed all the tasks without even taking a broom. Then, he hid in a big tree and started his first practice since arriving at Famen Temple.
On the Time Cauldron, the second volume of "Tongtian Jue" was revealed. He had completed all the training on the way to Dehua Prefecture. With the experience of the first volume, he was familiar with the road and integrated all the nodes.
On the chest and back, four large acupoints were opened again, and the speed of absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth increased exponentially.
The dark claws in the magic formula are also known as: Netherworld Divine Claws. Once the claws are released, they can transform into ten spiritual dragons. There are seven types of dragons, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue and purple. The further down, the sharper the power, but the requirements are
The spiritual power of his Dantian is also greater. At least for now, he can only use the Green Dragon Spirit Claw. When the green claw is released, the seven golden elixirs are instantly dimmed, and even the demon elixir becomes gray.
Wherever the spirit dragon passes, it swallows the sky and destroys the earth, and the space is shattered. Moreover, these ten spirit dragons seem to have some spiritual surnames. They can choose their masters to attack enemies within a hundred feet. They are no longer like the spirit finger, they will only roll towards
In front of you, if you crush it, you will die. If you cannot crush it, even if it passes in front of your eyes, it will not hurt the enemy at all.
In the Netherworld Divine Claw Technique, it is clearly marked that the highest form is Yuling, that is: using the aura of heaven and earth in a thousand-foot space to attack, with the Dantian as the main one and the heaven and earth as the supplement.
"Controlling the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, this is a unique realm that can only be understood by monks who transform themselves into gods!" Tianjiu said to himself, scratching his head.