In the sea of consciousness, the secret book "The Art of Transforming Heaven" also opened a new page: the second transformation of transforming the sky - Sky Splitting Slash.
Tianjiu sat cross-legged on the tree, his spiritual consciousness entered the Heaven Transformation Art, and he studied it carefully.
After a few hours, he had a general understanding of Sky Splitting Slash.
First: Use the spiritual power of the dantian and cooperate with the purple sword to split the air and shatter the space. The power of one pill can cut a crack in the space of ten feet, and the power of five pills can break the space of a hundred feet.
Second: Sky-Splitting Slash is the biggest nemesis of thousands of escape techniques. If the space is shattered, the escape technique will stop. If you cut to the extreme, you can forcibly interrupt the teleportation.
Third: The Celestial Eye has a small success. It can see through the seventh-order illusion array within one foot.
"Wow! So developed! So sharp?! Isn't it too perverted?" Tianjiu thought with a puzzlement.
Indeed, breaking a hundred feet of space, breaking teleportation, and opening up some kind of clairvoyance, any one of them would be shocking.
"Oh, it's a pity, it's a pity! The purple sword is placed in the Qiankun Ring and there is no way to call it out. Otherwise, you can take it out and try to see if it is really so sharp!"
Tianjiu said with a hint of regret, leaning against a branch of a tree, he began to study the clairvoyance spell carefully. Half an hour later, a golden-orange vortex swirled deep in his eyes...
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At some point, a slight cough interrupted his train of thought.
"Ahem! Wuchen, come down, I have something to ask!"
"Huh? Master Abbot, why are you here so late at night and in the dark?" Tianjiu Thief smiled, rolled over, clapped his hands gently, and dusted off the brand new cassock on his body.
"Amitabha! Wuchen, can you still adapt to being a sweeping novice on your first day?"
"Well, to be honest, it's not very applicable! There's no wine, no meat, no beautiful women, and you can only live like a bird in a tree. Is this the legendary sleeping in the open air?"
"Haha, you are sharp-tongued! Come on, Monk Pochen has been here for a hundred years and has never said a word about bitterness. You just started complaining after only half a day. It seems that this sweeping novice from Famen Temple
I really can't count on you. Hey, how about peace of mind?" Ku Deng said with a smile, and suddenly frowned.
"Hey hey hey! Master Abbot, you are here so late, are you just here to check the post?" Tianjiu was evasive and deliberately changed the subject.
"Oh, I understand. Is this relief driven away by you?" Ku Deng suddenly realized.
"Hehe! It wasn't me who chased them away, it was him who thought there were too many bugs in the trees here. I guess he was nesting in the small tree outside the square!"
"Oh, forget it! He has bullied Pochen for decades, and he deserves to be punished. Otherwise, there will be no progress."
"To the extreme, to the extreme! Head abbot, he deserves it! Tell me, what are your orders when you come to me?"
"This..." Ku Deng was stunned for a moment, then blinked his eyes: "Wuchen, can you show me the alms bowl you took out during the day?"
"Well?"
Tianjiu finally smiled. It seemed that the old abbot's eyes were very bright, and he could see the clues at a glance. So, he nodded and said: "Okay, I want to make sure first that you are really Abbot Kudeng?!"
"Well! This is my command token!"
Kudeng said, reaching out and pointing out a bright yellow round jade plaque. The jade plaque only flashed slightly and floated in front of Tianjiu's eyes. On the jade plaque, one side was engraved with the word Dharma Gate, and the other side was engraved with a spirit.
lamp.
Tianjiu reached out and took it, rubbed it a little, and felt that there was a huge pressure on the jade tablet. His spiritual consciousness shot into it, and a line of information was transmitted into the sea of consciousness:
"Master Kudeng, the 101st head abbot of Famen Temple, carries out the will of the Holy Buddha, leads the monks of the Dharma Sect, and saves thousands of living beings. He is the next disciple of the Holy Buddha, so good!"
"Okay, okay! Since you are really Abbot Kudeng, I will show you this bowl. Hehehe, but I often use this bowl to hold spiritual pigs and fine wine. Do you mind?"
Tianjiu said, took out the purple and gold celestial bowl and lit it in front of the withered lamp.
The moment the alms bowl flew into the hands of Abbot Kudeng, there was a crisp beep, and in the midst of the Buddha's light, a brand new alms bowl shining with purple light revealed its true form.
Abbot Kudeng finally exclaimed, and a look of excitement immediately appeared on his face.
Tianjiu bared his teeth: "Master Abbot, can't you lower your voice? Haobao can't shout so loudly! Are you afraid that outsiders won't know that this is the Purple Gold Heavenly Bowl?"
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter! Even if an ordinary Xiaoxiao takes it, without the power of the Holy Buddha, it will not be able to stimulate the power. Good, good! It is indeed the Purple Gold Heavenly Bowl. It was lost by Lao Monk and returned to Lao Mon! This is the providence of the Holy Buddha.
, deserves congratulations!”
"It can't be bad! They are all Buddha treasures! I haven't used them a few times, so I really can't bear to part with them! Oh, they are all that dead monk, they are dead, and they swear such poisonous oaths! Oh, oh, for
Wife, you better hand over this shit basin!"
Tianjiu thought with pain, looking at the purple and gold celestial bowl with purple light, a trace of reluctance in his eyes.
"How did you get this purple and gold heavenly bowl?" Abbot Kudeng removed his eyes and looked at Tianjiu again and asked.
Tianjiu smiled and wiped out a jade slip of scripture: "Abbot Kudeng, this is what Master Huiming left for you. I can't understand it, and I don't know what it said. Maybe I told you about this purple gold alms bowl."
Let’s go through the whole story.”
"Huiming?!"
Abbot Kudeng nodded repeatedly, took a picture of the scripture, and read it carefully for a while, with a look of horror on his face from time to time.
Tianjiu looked at the strange expression on the abbot's old monk's face and felt a little embarrassed, so he asked with a smile: "Master abbot, you see I have returned the alms bowl and swept the ground. Why don't you give it away as you please?"
With eight thousand top-quality crystal stones, I can go home and raise pigs."
"Raising pigs? No, no, no! Wuchen, you have officially entered Buddhism, how can you leave just as you say!" Abbot Kudeng shook his head repeatedly.
"No way? I've only been a novice monk for one day, and you won't let me go? Is there any other method? To tell you the truth, the reason why I have been a monk for just one day is to wait for you to come to me.
...After returning the bobo to you, I then walked away. I still have several Taoist monks and several rooms of concubines waiting for my return..."
"Amitabha! Wu Chen, the precepts of this temple are clearly stated. After entering the temple, you must be at least one year old before you can apply to leave. Otherwise, you will be treated as a judge of the temple and your foundation will be revoked."
A hint of cunning flashed through the depths of Tianjiu's eyes: "Hey hey hey! You don't have to leave. You must agree to three conditions."
"Oh? Tell me, let me see if I can agree to it!" Abbot Kudeng also softened his expression, smiled and nodded.
"First of all, I am just a lay disciple, so I don't need to be tonsured."
"Yes, there is absolutely no problem with this. The lay disciples are very innovative, and I plan to promote it in Kyushu. In this case, let's start with you. From now on, all lay disciples will be numbered from 10001."
"Ah? Then am I not the eldest among the lay disciples?! Gaga gah! How sharp! Secondly, the disciples will occasionally eat some meat, drink some wine, and maybe even seduce good women and abbots.
Master, can you bear this?"
When Abbot Kudeng heard the last part, his face turned a little green, but he soon calmed down: "Amitabha! The wine and meat are in the bowl, whether you eat or not depends on your mouth, and the rules are in the temple, whether you are punished or not depends on the monastic discipline courtyard. As for the
Women, this old man is very relieved. The female cultivators who come to my Famen Temple are either rich or noble. Since the temple was built, the female cultivators who can come to my Famen Temple are at least Nascent Soul and above. Do you think you can seduce them?"
"Ah? Rich lady! Hehe, I like it! Since you are at ease, then we are even more at ease!" Tianjiu smiled evilly.
Abbot Kudeng shook his head helplessly: "What is the third point? Tell me quickly!"
"The third thing is that my cultivation level is low and I want to go to the classics room to read the classics and learn some small spells. In addition, I also want to browse the thirty-six peaks of Famen Temple and appreciate the natural wonders of the Holy Buddha Mountain. How about that?"
"Yes, but now you are just a novice. You can only read on the first floor of the scripture room of the temple's scripture collection pavilion. The peaks you can visit are also some remote places. You have to go in with the protection of the magic circle. I can't help you in the future.
If you are of a higher level, you can naturally read higher-level Buddhist scriptures and walk on more mountains." Abbot Kudeng breathed a sigh of relief in his heart and agreed readily.
Tianjiu was very happy. He could walk around and read classics. This was of great help to him in tracing his own clan - the Tianyin people. He was very sure that his clan must exist in Famen Temple. However, he was very happy in his heart.
, he still showed a very disappointed expression: "Only the first level? Aren't they all rubbish techniques? You can't run around yet! What will happen if you run around? Is there any lightning strike?"
"Amitabha, Wuchen! Famen Temple is the largest temple in the world. Even if it is a first-level classic, any book you take out is a treasure, not rubbish. As for you stepping into the restricted area of this temple, you are not struck by lightning.
Things will, in all likelihood, be wiped out, huh, just take care of yourself. Okay, I have promised you the three points, now you can be a monk with peace of mind, right?!"
At the end of the sentence, Abbot Kudeng actually put on a smiling face again.