Chapter 21 A Leisurely Transformation of the Vedic Abyss · 1

Xiao Hao regretted it.

He should have seen through the nature of this system long ago.

The old monk in front of him looked at him kindly, with the attitude of an elder who was patient and persuading him, and asked him: "Wuye, in your opinion, what is the realm?"

Xiao Hao was confused, wearing a mixed-up military cap and a snow-white military cap, with four fingers clasped together in front of his chest.

The burning wood behind him was still flowing with golden light, and Xiao Hao was so hot that he wanted to throw this weapon with a wrong style into his backpack immediately.

On the old monk's head were a few golden characters: Jianghu Master·Tianhu Master.

He looked at the other two people beside him. One was a young monk who looked honest and loyal, named Wuxiang; the other was a young monk with a beautiful face and unparalleled grace, named... Wuhua.

...

Master, I want to return to secular life.

He had a desk and pen in front of him, but there was none in front of the two people. However, he could not think about it carefully. Master Tianhu looked at him with burning eyes.

Xiao Hao bowed and said with a stiff face: "Thousands of rivers have water and thousands of rivers have moons. Ten thousand miles are cloudless and ten thousand miles are sky."

[Ding! The knight answered fluently, and his style increased by 1. ]

[Current achievement: Hidden Yuan Secret · Seek benevolence and obtain benevolence, progress: 1/10000. ]

Master Tianhu was slightly surprised at first, and then smiled with relief. The other two also looked at him in surprise, and put their hands together and chanted a Buddhist name.

Although Wuye is a disciple of Master Tianhu, he has been traveling outside for many years and has practiced closed-mouthed Zen for a full ten years. Now that he suddenly spoke, he must have suddenly realized something, so he has gained a lot and his merits are complete.

Wuhua nodded and smiled, congratulating him: "Congratulations, senior brother, for understanding the principles and achieving great enlightenment."

Wuxiang also congratulated him: "Junior brother has been silent for ten years, and now he has broken through Zen and uttered such a wonderful word. It is gratifying."

Ten years of silence... Xiao Hao suddenly realized what the paper and pen in front of him were for.

Buddhism has closed-mouthed Zen, which uses silence to reduce verbal karma, eliminate sins and avoid disasters. It is actually a kind of training of the state of mind. If you create less verbal karma, your mental karma will naturally increase. Being able to shut up and calm your mind is the real purpose of practicing silent meditation.

He had a good persona that didn't need to talk, but he ruined it himself. He regretted it so much that his intestines turned green: "I saw this verse in ancient books, but I didn't understand its deep meaning at first. Just now, my master asked me a question and I suddenly realized it. I dare not repeat what others have said."

Master Tianhu stood up and said with a smile: "The sky is the Tathagata's storehouse, the water is the appearance of all living beings, there is nothing outside the mind, there is no attachment, and everywhere is the blue sky. It seems that you have let go of the clouds and realized the perfect state."

Xiao Hao didn't know how to respond, so he stretched out a perfect smile and called out: "Amitabha."

When the monk has only this little advantage and doesn't know what to say, it's always right to say Amitabha.

"You three have different opinions today, and I am very pleased. The Buddha's teachings are boundless, and we need to practice more in the future. I am old, and the successor of this generation of Southern Shaolin has not yet been determined. The day before yesterday, your uncle Tianfeng asked me about this matter. Since Wuye has realized the great truth today, it is appropriate to follow the trend. Wuye, are you willing to accept this task and inherit Shaolin?"

Xiao Hao smiled at the young Wuhua, who was as bright as spring flowers, and felt that he might need a mountain and river.

Seeing that he was silent, Master Tianhu smiled kindly and said, "You have just broken the closed-mouthed Zen, and I think you are not used to words yet. It's okay. From now on, the burden of Shaolin will fall on you, so remember not to slack off."

Xiao Hao nodded in response, feeling timid in his heart.

Although Wuye entered the sect later than Wuxiang and was a bit dull, he had always been very Buddha-like. Several monks in the temple had high hopes for him. Today, he suddenly became enlightened and seemed to be alive again. Although Master Tianhu could not guess what he had realized, he thought that such a big change in a moment must be the result of good deeds.

Previously, Wuye was very slow in dealing with people, so several monks were worried. Now that he has mastered the seven secrets, they can rest assured to hand over Shaolin to the next generation.

Thinking of this, Master Tianhu stood up and said to the three of them: "Wuxiang, Wuhua, you two will have to share more of Wuye's worries in the future."

The two nodded in agreement.

Xiao Hao secretly opened the system interface and took a look. He saw a row of small characters under the achievement called [Hidden Source Secret · Satisfaction] in his achievement column. Among them, [Hidden Source Secret · Satisfaction] had a small tick in front of it.

Flipping down, there were more than a dozen similar small achievements under [Satisfaction]. Xiao Hao suddenly felt that there was nothing to be attached to.

He probably guessed that these were the worlds he would go to in the future. It was so brightly placed in front of him, and it really looked like a long road.

He left the meditation room with Wuxiang and Wuhua, thinking about how to find a place to cultivate his Buddhist cultivation later, so as not to be discovered. As soon as he opened his eyes, a real-time quiz came. It was really exciting, haha.

When he stepped out of the door, his first reaction was to touch the wine pot on his waist, but of course he touched nothing. Xiao Hao was slightly stunned, took a deep breath, shook his head slightly and smiled.

Now he is a big monk, and he has to restrain his ruffian spirit when he was a beggar gang, otherwise he will be laughed at.

Wuhua was puzzled and asked curiously, "Brother, why are you laughing?"

Xiao Hao put his four fingers together again, put his palm in front of his chest, and replied kindly, "I was not careful for a moment, and a thief down the mountain stole my money bag."

Wuhua was very surprised, and his eyebrows were full of charm, which made Xiao Hao couldn't help but praise him in his heart. He really deserves to be the "Seven Wonderful Monks" written by Gu Long. Just this appearance is enough to show off. He vaguely remembered that in the original book, this person was amazingly talented and the most talented person in Shaolin. He was proficient in piano, chess, poetry, painting and even cooking. He was also well versed in the way of showing off, and deceived the martial arts people one by one. With such a fellow disciple, Xiao Hao felt that his way to show off in this world might be a little difficult.

Wuhua said, "Brother, with your martial arts skills, how could a thief succeed?"

Xiao Hao said nonsense in a serious tone, "I was immersed in my own little world, but was taken advantage of. I am ashamed."

Wuhua smiled, looking gentle and unrestrained, "Of course not. Brother, you are proficient in Buddhism. Wuhua always wants to learn from you. Today, brother, you have been awarded the Shaolin cause. I congratulate you."

Xiao Hao looked at his smile and felt scared. Brother, I really didn't mean to steal your things... Don't take it to heart! Please don't ask for advice...

He naturally knew that Wuhua and Nangong Ling had been entrusted to Shaolin and Beggars' Gang respectively since they were young, and Shi Guanyin had always wanted them to inherit these two sects. Although the successor of Shaolin did not fall into Wuhua's hands, his appearance had stirred up a lot of trouble for Wuhua. Now Wuhua seemed to be only sixteen or seventeen years old, and he didn't know if he had grown crooked. Seeing him smile so brilliantly, Xiao Hao subconsciously felt that he might be mmp in his heart.

What's more, he really didn't study Buddhism!

The more he said, the more wrong he was. He nodded to Wuhua and said, "Misfortune is the foundation of good fortune, and good fortune is the root of misfortune."

Wuhua's heart sank, and his face suddenly became a little subtle.

His senior brother who travels abroad all year round seems to have some hidden meaning in his words?

For many years, no one in Shaolin knew his life experience except the head master. This senior brother who has just been enthroned would not know anything, right?

Wuhua smiled faintly, as if he didn't hear anything, and replied: "Shaolin is in decline, and it is indeed a problem for senior brother to worry about it." Yan Jue looked very curious again, raised his eyebrows and said: "Senior brother, this Zen stick is very rare."

Xiao Hao took the burning wood from his back without hesitation, touched it with nostalgia and said: "This stick is called burning wood, and the material is taken from the fire cloud tree in East India. It is as light as a feather and harder than iron. There is only one tree in India in the world. The prince of India soaked it in red ant acid for seventeen years. , and then it was carved by a skilled craftsman. However, after the stick was made, the prince was extremely excited and laughed all day, and died suddenly in his bedroom the next day. I got this stick by chance, and I only hope that I can transform the fierceness in it during my lifetime to calm the heavenly punishment of the Indian prince who cut off the life of the Fire Cloud Tree in the world. "

This small account of his was his hard work in the 1990s. The Burning Wood and Yuguan on his body were still obtained by scratching in the Daming Palace week after week. Unfortunately, after the 95 level was opened, his monk account was abandoned after only having time to change into a set of Shuoxue. Because of the opening of the 95 level, although the Burning Wood was a big orange weapon, its grade was really low. Xiao Hao was a little disgusted at the time, so he almost never logged in again after A this account.

Now picking up the firewood again, Xiao Hao couldn't help but wipe the stick gently, cherishing it.

Wuhua was a little disdainful of what Xiao Hao said. How could a mortal talk about calming the wrath of heavenly punishment? He also carried such a conspicuous weapon on his back every day, fearing that others would not know that he was a stupid monk. But he didn't show it on his face, and smiled at Xiao Hao: "Brother Wuye is really as the rumors say, a wonderful person."

[Ding! Your friendship with Wuhua has reached the level of casual encounter. ]

Xiao Hao didn't need to think to guess that Wuhua was perfunctory. Based on his last experience, the original Wuye was either a fool or a fool, and he was afraid that the word "wonderful" was meant to mock him.

He did not say anything, and only wanted to send Wuhua away as soon as possible, and then said that he had studied Buddhism diligently and went to the Sutra Pavilion to supplement his knowledge first.

Unfortunately, Wuhua seemed to be interested in him. He asked him with a thirst for knowledge, "Brother, when you were traveling, did you have any unique experiences? Can you tell me?"

Wuhua wanted to test the depth of this Wuye. He had been scheming in Shaolin for many years, and everyone in Shaolin praised him. He thought he was determined to get the position of the head, but suddenly Wuye showed up. If this person was a dull and incompetent person, he would have a way to persuade the head master and the master to choose another succession; but if this person really had some ability, he would have to work hard.

Xiao Hao had never traveled, so how could he know anything unique? His experience was just twenty years of modern life and his days as a beggar in Tianlong. It would be difficult to explain those modern technologies. What if Wuhua was interested in them and started to study them? Xiao Hao silently gave up the idea.

But he couldn't tell about his experience in the beggars' gang. The Song Dynasty there was a completely non-existent dynasty for this place. Who knows what Wuhua would come up with?

He closed his eyes, racked his brains, and finally took out a set of books from his backpack.

... Let's just use it to talk nonsense.

"Junior brother, have you ever heard a story?" Xiao Hao clicked on the reading interface, and a tiny light flashed above his head as if he had finished reading. He smiled as if his forehead was emitting Buddha's light. "It's called 'Buddha Beads and Mushrooms'."

Wuhua was caught off guard by the special effects on his face.

The author has something to say: When I was listening to a song today, I saw a comment that someone said that the second young lady was the last IQ of Cangjian... Hahahahahahahahaha, I put my hands on my waist for a while, and felt that I was a thief and handsome! !

I looked at my big monk's Dharma name and it turned out to be Xingsui. None of the other small names sound good. They don't look high-sounding at all = =

I'd better make my own name...

Wuhua, who is determined to inherit Shaolin: I'm so angry, but I have to keep smiling:)

It means that Wuhua is a brain emperor. Those who have not seen or read the story "Buddha Beads and Mushrooms" in Jiansan can go to Baidu 233333333 and then you will know how bad Haohao told him this story. Haha first.

And the part where he said blessing and disaster actually meant that Tian Xiaode would not do anything bad if he became the head of the sect.

Wuhua: Wucao, he knew I was going to do bad things!

... So why can't you monks talk properly! ! !