"This 'Master Nanli' was so unprepared that he just came at his fingertips.
Isn’t it more brilliant than Master Jingxuan’s ‘Tianji Mirror’?”
Tong Jiu's eyes widened and he rubbed his chin repeatedly with his big hand, seeming to be more and more confused.
Could it be that this Buddhist disciple who kills living beings just can't think of it?
"Ah? Even the travelers from the Xuanjing Division have never seen this posture."
"Are you afraid that killing a Buddhist disciple is not trying to please others by claptrap?"
"Grandstanding? Have you ever seen someone risking his own life to please others?"
"If this is counterattacked by starlight, I will have to shed my skin even if I don't die."
While everyone was talking about it, Lichou in the crowd was overjoyed.
"Hurry up~ My senior brother is going to plant the flag? My senior brother is going to plant the flag!"
As soon as these words came out, disciples from all academies rushed to tell each other.
Within a few breaths, only the heroes in the garden were left, looking at each other in bewilderment.
…
Yixin Zen Temple.
The sound of "bang bang" wooden fish can be heard in the distance.
During this period, two monks were talking to each other.
"Amitabha.
Senior brother, I have been practicing recently and always have distracting thoughts in my mind, what should I do?"
"Having distracting thoughts in my heart? I'm afraid it's not a sign that I'm possessed by something crazy."
"Junior brother, as the saying goes, haste makes waste, you should read more scriptures and strengthen your Zen mind."
"How about this? You recite the Prajna Heart Sutra silently a hundred times tonight to get rid of distracting thoughts and avoid inner demons."
"Thank you for your guidance, senior brother. I'm very grateful."
But at this moment, a shout came from outside the door: "The Buddha is about to plant his flag!"
"Buddha is about to plant his flag!"
"What? Buddha wants to plant a flag?!"
"Junior brother, come with me quickly!"
"But, senior brother, I haven't chanted the sutra a hundred times yet~"
"I still want to say something about the ball~ Go grab a seat!"
…
Shuangcheng Zen Temple.
A monk was lying on the bed, his face was ashen, and there was a bloody hole in his chest as big as a fist.
"Cough cough cough."
"Brother, I'm afraid it won't work."
"Damn the bright elephant! In my killing temple, you dare to hurt people with your spiritual fangs!"
His junior brother was one of the disciples who was injured by the light elephant ‘Spirit Fang Flying Blade’ just now.
"Don't worry, Uncle Lingyou has given you the elixir. You can recover after lying on the bed for a while."
"Really?"
"That's natural!"
"It's a pity that I can't practice with my senior brother~"
"Don't worry, junior brother, senior brother will always be with you to recover from your injuries~"
"Senior brother~"
"Junior brother~"
The two figures are getting closer and closer.
At this time, a voice pierced the sky.
"Buddha is about to plant his flag~"
"Buddha is planting flags again!"
The two figures suddenly separated.
"What?! Buddha is planting his flag again!!"
"Junior brother, senior brother, I'll excuse you for a moment!"
"Um...senior brother, don't you want to stay with me all the time?"
"Ahem, junior brother, when the Buddha finishes planting the flag, senior brother will come back to you."
"You have to believe that senior brother's heart will always be with you."
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Senior brother...you help me up, I think I can go too!"
"Um, junior brother, your injury..."
"Haha, I can still persist!!"
The two figures supported each other and ran towards the school field!
…
Sanbao Zen Temple.
"Damn, this bottleneck is too difficult to break through!"
Monk Liyu was sweating profusely and his eyes were filled with disappointment.
He achieved consummation two and a half years after tomorrow, but he still couldn't take the final step.
"Is this young monk destined to be unable to break through to the innate realm?"
Li Yu sighed, thinking about his efforts over the years, he couldn't help but feel a little discouraged.
Alas~
The feeling of not being able to break through the bottleneck... is so uncomfortable!
Buddha, please help the young monk.
Li Yu clasped her hands together with great piety and bowed to the Buddha.
But at this moment, a voice pierced the sky:
"Buddha is about to plant his flag!"
"Buddha is going to plant his flag!!"
Li Yu's eyes widened and he froze on the spot, his eyes filled with tears.
The Buddha has appeared! The Buddha has appeared!
"The little monk's breakthrough is today!!"
After saying that, he quickly ran towards the school grounds.
…
This is true for both the Four Noble Truths Zen Temple and the Five Laws Zen Temple.
All the monks flocked to him, and there was no other reason.
This is all because when Li Chen received starlight before, the starlight washed his body and revived his spiritual energy.
Disciples of Shasheng Temple can practice this and benefit a lot.
This is much more effective than taking some magic elixir.
So this time the news came out that Li Chen was going to lead Xingguang.
The entire Sesshou Temple was boiling.
The disciples were so happy that they ran around telling each other.
Especially the disciples who missed it before, I just want to be blessed by the Buddha.
People from all major Zen monasteries were flocking towards the school grounds.
"Front row! Front row!"
"Take a seat! Take a seat!"
"Whoever is willing to give up the first row, the young monk is willing to give it a bottle of 'Lingyuan Pill'!"
"Ami, I got a Buddha! Lingyuan Dan? Are you sending me to beg for food?"
"I am willing to give you ten pieces of 'red gold and iron' as a gift!"
"Holy shit, ten yuan? I won't change it for a hundred yuan!"
"Buddha said that due to fate, things outside the body are things outside the body, so how can they affect my devotion to the Buddha.
If anyone can give it to me, I will pray for him for a hundred years, junior brother, and I will never break my promise!"
"Damn it! There's a prostitute here!"
"kill him!"
"First row! Woohoo! Buddha bless, Buddha bless!
The monk's illness is finally cured!"
"If you can get the first row... this young monk must have saved all sentient beings in his previous life~"
"Damn, when did you secretly practice Qing Gong! Each of you can run faster than the other!"
"Are you all beasts? My "Yiwei Dujiang", which is obviously a perfect level, only grabbed the third row!"
“Monk, I hurriedly hurriedly and slowly got to the sixth row!
Is there any justice~"
"This junior brother is disheveled, why is he in such a mess?"
A disciple was holding his pants with both hands and his face was gloomy: "I hate it, I hate it! The young monk has worked hard to practice the method of moving just for today!"
But God didn’t have what he wanted! Why did it happen just when the young monk was going to the toilet?!"
"Um, what junior brother means...is it because it's not too late..."
"Ahem, senior brother, you guessed it right."
The monks around him covered their noses and cursed.
But he didn't dare to move his feet.
"Suck~ Junior brother, you have such a good temper!"
"Senior brother, thank you very much. Hey, give me your position, otherwise don't blame me for rubbing up against you."
"Junior brother, you don't respect martial ethics..."
This is just a cup of tea.
The school grounds that were empty a moment ago were suddenly filled.
Watching the disciples of Sesshou Temple rush over to sit in a row in a hurry.
This offended the heroes of southern Xinjiang and Monk Zhang Er was confused.
This monk from Sessho Temple is really brave.
No one is afraid of being counterattacked by luck.
Waiting in line for a lightning strike?
Li Chen raised his head and glanced at the sky.
The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the night is as dark as ink.
He divided his mind between two things, paying attention to Xingyun Banner's mood while walking around looking for a suitable Feng Shui place.
Wait until the three trinity of "timing, favorable location, and human harmony" become one.
When everything reaches the most consistent state.
Finally, Xingyun Banner’s mood was ‘excellent’, followed by three more words ‘changing’.
There was a smile on Li Chen's lips, and his frown gradually relaxed.
When I looked closely, I was already standing on the hillside east of the school field.
Directly below, there were already crowds of people.
The crowd in front of me was the disciples of the Sesshou Temple.
The Southern Xinjiang monk behind him stood back with fear on his face.
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