Chapter 38 - Sign In To Shaolin Abbot - NovelsTime

Sign In To Shaolin Abbot

Chapter 38

Author: yi zhao hao meng
updatedAt: 2025-04-24

In the old and dilapidated yard, Xuanxin is ready to continue today''s morning class.

    When preaching Mahayana Dharma.

    The little ferret that had run out before turned into a white shadow and ran back.

    Squeak

    The ferret jumped on the shoulder of a Qi, a girl in white, and chattered continuously.

    "Master, those nine old guys who betrayed you have come."

    "They betrayed you back then. Now it seems that they should regret it. They pleaded guilty to their master. Master, you can''t be soft hearted this time."

    The little ferret''s spiritual expression was full of murderous ferocity. He lay down in the ears of the girl in white and muttered, "master, listen to the wine, those who betray us will die!"

    "It''s no use regretting."

    Squeak

    Xuanxin couldn''t understand what the little ferret was saying.

    I haven''t paid much attention to it.

    Benedictine

    With a mysterious rhythm, he knocked on the wooden fish, the magic weapon of the sect, and then preached the Mahayana Dharma Vajra Sutra.

    "That''s what I heard. For a time, the Buddha was in the kingdom of shewei. Only trees were given to the lonely garden. He was among the great bhikkhu. There were 1250 people. At that time, the blessed one. When he was eating, he wore his clothes and bowl. He went to the great city of shewei to beg. He begged again and again in the city. He returned to his place. After eating, he collected his clothes and bowl. He washed his feet. He sat down with his seat..."

    For a time, in the mountains, the sound of wooden fish accompanied by the sound of chanting scriptures.

    Spread among the small mountain temples.

    Shaolin''s magnetic field changed accordingly.

    Peace and harmony have become a Taoist field full of strong Buddhist flavor.

    Wooden fish sound from small to large, and then from large to small.

    The aura of Shaoshi mountain seemed to be awakened at this moment, and the constantly surging aura began to become stronger and stronger.

    Washing people''s body and mind, with the mysterious rhythm of wooden fish sound, people constantly regulate the Qi and blood in the human body between breathing and breathing.

    This feeling to the body and mind makes people feel extremely comfortable and wonderful.

    Xuanyuan, Xuangang, and the eldest disciple Wuzhen all entered the mysterious rhythm with the sound of wooden fish and chanting scriptures.

    In meditation, I entered a persistent dream.

    Including the spiritual little ferret, he was also obsessed with lying down and breathing the rhythm of the Dharma rhyme of his followers.

    In meditation, I entered a persistent dream.

    Xuanxin knocked on the wooden fish and recited the Mahayana Dharma Vajra Sutra rhythmically.

    Also observing the changes around.

    He found that the girl in white had been struggling with the mysterious rhythm of Buddhism and Taoism.

    I can''t enter the state of meditation, nor can I enter the persistent dream.

    What surprised Xuanxin most was that the girl in white locked her eyebrows and eyes, and her body sent out bursts of murderous spirit.

    The breath is dark. It seems to be evil, which is opposite to the smell of the Buddhist Taoist field.

    It rose into the sky.

    This murderous spirit is really terrible. The Xuanxin who knocks on the wooden fish and recites the Vajra Sutra also feels palpitations and uneasiness.

    What the hell is this girl in white doing?

    Why is it so murderous all of a sudden?

    To be honest, although Xuanxin was calm on the surface, he actually felt very flustered in his heart.

    He had never seen such a terrible murderous spirit, and such a demonic spirit that seemed to soar to the sky, which he had never seen before, shocked his mind for a time.

    "Amitabha."

    After the morning class, Xuanxin stopped knocking on wooden fish and reciting Vajra Sutra, and announced a Buddhist horn to stabilize his mind.

    "Abbot, Wuzhen and I went down the mountain first."

    The whole body is comfortable, the air is clear, the idea is clear, and it feels like Xuanyuan and Wuzhen of a beautiful day.

    After waking up, he said goodbye to Xuanxin.

    Today''s Shaolin is another day when the construction of mountain roads is in full swing. Xuanyuan wants to supervise the laying of mountain roads, and Wuzhen wants to count stone materials at the foot of the mountain.

    "Abbot, I went too."

    Xuangang, a Wuchi, seemed to gain something in his dream after listening to the sound of wooden fish and chanting scriptures.

    I couldn''t wait to go to the meditation room and shut up.

    "Amitabha."

    After announcing the Buddha''s name, Xuanxin looked at the white girl with the devil''s spirit, eyes and eyebrows tightly locked, and said, "the neighboring chicken crowed first night and night, and this is the fifth watch."

    "The blood is stained with thousands of knives. Help him have a glass of wine to talk about Chunsheng."

    "For thousands of years, the resentment in the bowl is as deep as the sea, and the hatred is difficult to level."

    Xuanxin looked merciful and compassionate. In a tone of compassion for heaven and man, he then said, "if you want to know the world''s sword robbers, listen to the sound of the butcher''s door in the middle of the night."

    "The fighting is not over. The Phoenix and Kirin are safe.

    I, Tu Hu, mourn for this pleasure and the holy place of heaven.

    If you want to prolong your life and listen to me, you must ask yourself for everything.

    If you want to prolong life, you must release it. This is the truth of circulation.

    If you save him when he dies, if someone saves you when you die.

    All sentient beings have the same nature, but karma and other forms.

    Flesh and blood are dripping and delicious. It is generally difficult to extend pain and resentment.

    Put yourself in the position and think, "who will cut himself with a knife?"

    This is not the virgin of Xuanxin. She tried her best to persuade people to put down the idea of killing.

    Nor is it trying to persuade people to be good.

    But a little flustered.

    The girl in white didn''t know anything. She sat beside him while he was chanting sutras and chanting Buddha. Her whole body exuded endless murderous Qi.

    A great evil spirit rose into the sky.

    Xuanxin wants to know, what are you doing?

    How did you kill Buddha in front of the poor monk?

    If you don''t know what you want to do, you must persuade Xiang Shan to put down the idea of killing.

    "Master, good advice is really kind."

    "Taught."

    Taking a deep breath, the girl in white saluted Xuanxin slightly.

    Squeak

    The little ferret who woke up around him chattered and rowed constantly.

    Just now, the ferret told her that the nine people who had betrayed her had come. For a moment, she thought of all kinds of past and past, because the mood in her heart could not calm down.

    Therefore, I have not been able to reach the state of meditation, nor have I entered the dream of obsession.

    "Master, can you recite the Sutra for me again?"

    After adjusting her mind, the murderous spirit of the girl in white disappeared without a trace, and the soaring evil spirit was restrained by her.

    Now, she needs to use the supreme Buddha Dharma of Xuanxin to stimulate and lift the prohibition of [heaven devil skill] on the black iron roll.

    "Yes."

    Xuanxin breathed a sigh of relief. As long as you don''t target Shaolin and don''t get him into trouble.

    It doesn''t hurt to recite it to you a few more times.

    The girl in white, under the gaze of the lucky golden pupil, Xuanxin found that it was a terrible existence.

    Immediately, Xuanxin preached the Mahayana Dharma Vajra Sutra again.

    Wooden fish with percussion instruments.

    With the mysterious rhythm, it is also a vast and peaceful Buddhist Taoist field.

    …………

    ……

    At the foot of the mountain, it is full of stone materials, and the mountain road has been laid halfway up the mountain.

    In front of the Mountain Gate stone tablet, only Wuzhen is here.

    Facing the inscription on the stone tablet for a while, looking up at the inscription, Wu Zhen fell into a mysterious state.

    At this moment, Wuzhen seemed to be integrated with heaven and earth. His whole body was full of the rhyme of Buddhism and Taoism.

    Every move, Tao rhyme flow.

    A peaceful internal force rises from the elixir field, and constantly moves around the meridians.

    I saw Wuzhen, stepping on the plum blossom pile footwork, closing his eyes and playing Shaolin Luohan boxing.

    Completely immersed in self-consciousness.

    Just then, nine strange people came along the official road.

    An old woman in black, a strong man with a broken hand and a scholar in white with a brush.

    A lame man drinking wine, a white bearded old man with an ugly face and a strong smell of herbs.

    A big, muscular man, panting like a cow, bound with chains.

    A cold swordsman and a blind man with a stick. At the end is a handsome white faced swordsman.

    These nine look strange and unusual like strange people.

    Walking from the official road and seeing the stone tablet of the mountain gate, the nine people came straight to Shaoshi mountain.

    "What can we regret what we once did together?"

    "No one can run away."

    "Death is death. Anyway, I don''t ask the leader to spare my life."

    The blind man with a stick walked on the ground with an expression of indifference to death.

    "I regret that I was bewitched by the devil."

    "If the leader is here, why is my demon cult here? Fortunately, she is back."

    The plants and trees of the old woman who has passed by are withered, and her eyes full of regret are full of insight into the world.

    "When we come to apologize to the leader, we are also asking him to die."

    "This is the rule of people in my demon sect. I have nothing to say..."

    The old man with an ugly face and a strong smell of herbs sighed.

    The visitor is the nine elders of the demon sect.

    Everyone is an expert in martial arts and has the ability to connect heaven and earth.

    They all have powerful stunts that they are proud of.

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