Chapter 22: A Leisurely Transformation of Vedic Ancestral World

This guy…was his head glowing just now? ?

Wuhua stared at the big hat on Xiao Hao's head carefully for a few more times, but didn't find anything unusual, so he had to think that he was dazzled.

He smiled at Xiao Hao and said, "I'd like to hear the details."

How could Xiao Hao not notice the light effect on his body? Normally, when he read a book in the game, he didn't care about the flash, but who knew it would be so conspicuous here. He pretended not to notice anything, looked at the reading interface and said slowly: "Once upon a time, there was a temple on the mountain. There were two monks in the temple, one old and one young. The old monk was knowledgeable and talented, and the young monk was quite intelligent. The old monk thought highly of the young monk and passed on all his knowledge to the young monk, hoping that the young monk would inherit his legacy."

Wuhua paused slightly and smiled: "This story doesn't sound so special?"

But a series of questions popped up in his mind: What does this "no job" mean? Is it intentional or unintentional to tell such a story in front of him suddenly? Is it to hint at something? Is the young monk referring to him or himself?

Xiao Hao continued, "But one day, the young monk went down the mountain to beg for alms, and got lost in the world of pleasure, and never came back. The old monk mistakenly thought that he was abducted, and had been looking for him during the time he was missing. The young monk who stayed in the secular world had achieved success and fame, and although he missed his master, he had never dared to visit him. Suddenly one day, the young monk looked at the flowing water and floating clouds, and he suddenly realized his mistake. He finally returned to the temple and asked the old monk for forgiveness. The old monk Shang didn't even look at him. While picking mushrooms, he pointed at the Buddhist beads on his chest and said, "I can forgive you, but will Buddha forgive you? I can only forgive you if mushrooms grow on these Buddhist beads!"

Perhaps because he hadn't spoken for a long time, Wuye's voice sounded very low. He spoke in such a leisurely manner that it seemed like there was some magic that drew people firmly into the story. Even the slight hoarseness in the ending tone became magnetic.

Wuhua did not understand what he meant and asked in confusion, "How can mushrooms grow on the Buddhist beads?"

Xiao Hao smiled and said, "The young monk thought that the old monk would not forgive him, so he returned to the mortal world. The next day, when the old monk woke up, he saw that the Buddhist beads on his chest and the wooden bed were all covered with mushrooms."

After Xiao Hao finished telling the story, he suddenly realized that he had made a big mistake and immediately went to see Wuhua's reaction.

Wuhua felt a little cold in his heart, but he always maintained a gentle and elegant image, and his inner emotions did not leak out at all. He put his hands together and saluted, calling out, "Amitabha. The Buddha is magnanimous. As long as you sincerely repent and turn back, it is never too late."

He was just guessing, but now seeing Xiao Hao's reaction, he has determined that he must know something.

Turn back? Oh, is his senior brother out of his mind? He hasn't even started to do anything yet, but he's already advised him to pull back and turn back?

Xiao Hao hurried to help, and said to him in a sincere and pure manner: "I just suddenly remembered this story, and I may not remember the details clearly, so don't take it too seriously."

Although he may not remember the details clearly, the principle was clearly understood. Wuhua remained calm and smiled faintly: "Senior brother, this story is very interesting, and it also contains Buddhist principles. Wuhua will definitely study it carefully when he returns."

"...That's not necessary." Xiao Hao felt that even though he was still a teenager, Wuhua was still a giant, and he seemed to be someone he couldn't afford to offend. He sighed and said, "I didn't mean it, don't think too much."

Wuhua was even more convinced that this man had said it on purpose today for him to hear. He snorted in his heart, and the smile on his face became more brilliant: "Brother, what are you talking about? I have benefited a lot today, so I won't bother you any more. I hope you can give me more advice in the future."

Xiao Hao couldn't wait for him to leave, and immediately acted like a good brother and said, "Junior brother is so eager to learn, I am so happy to be your senior brother!"

After that, the two exchanged a few words and went their separate ways.

Wuhua looked at his back as he left, retracted his smile, and remained silent. Wuye's words turned around in his mind, and finally stopped at the two words "turn around".

Even the head master didn't know what his mother wanted to do, but the head master handed the inheritance to Wuye, which must be because he was still concerned about himself.

What does this Wuye know?

Wuye persuaded him to turn back and sincerely convert to Buddhism. Did he mean that if he stopped before he made any mistakes, Shaolin would still accept him?

So to what extent did Shaolin know about his affairs? Was his mother's plan exposed in advance?

That night, Wuhua tossed and turned, unable to figure it out, and finally sent a message to Shi Guanyin for help.

That night, Xiao Hao looked at the system prompts that kept flashing [Your relationship with Wuhua Knight has reached enmity], [Your friendship with Wuhua Knight has reached riding together], [Your relationship with Wuhua Knight has reached enmity]... and

felt that his junior brother... might be a schizophrenic.

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The next day, Xiao Hao announced to the public that he would immerse himself in the study of Buddhism and plunge into the Sutra Pavilion and could not come out.

He stayed there for more than half a year. The whole Shaolin Temple highly respected his diligent spirit of learning. Master Tianhu thought that he had got some opportunity again, so he told everyone not to bother him when there was nothing to do. Wuye

was a top figure in the younger generation of Southern Shaolin Temple in Buddhism, even Wuhua was slightly inferior to him. Moreover, he has traveled abroad for many years, has broad knowledge and profound thoughts. Master Tianhu has always believed that Wuye has unlimited prospects.

During this period, Xiao Hao relied on the reading system that seemed to be a cheat to read all the scriptures in the Sutra Library, even those Sanskrit scriptures that had not been translated. Then he studied the simplified Chinese version of the Buddhist scriptures diligently every day. He did not ask for full understanding, but at least he had to go through them in his mind. If there is something he really does not understand, he will ask the system. Although the system does not understand these things, it can give the most widely accepted understandings, and then let Xiao Hao study slowly by himself.

Buddhist cultivation is not something that can be accumulated in a day or two. He is now too much of a Jianghu spirit, and needs to calm down and cultivate his body and mind.

He wanted to work hard to be a high-level monk with style and temperament, rather than a mere figurehead.

To prevent being discovered, he would copy a volume of a systematically translated foreign scripture every time he mastered a book, and regularly hand it over to Wuxiang, who delivered meals, so that he could take it to Master Tianhu, so that they would know what he had been doing recently.

This was extremely energy-consuming, and it was not easy for Xiao Hao to read ten books a day, but the effect was obvious.

Half a year later, when Xiao Hao came out of the Sutra Pavilion with the special effects of the two karmas, the Buddha's light shone in an instant, and the golden Sanskrit surrounded him in a circle of faint light. He raised his head and smiled softly.

The young monk was solemn, dignified and gentle, extraordinary and otherworldly, reserved and spiritual, with a natural temperament, like the bright moon in the sky, full of brilliance, and like the rising sun shining on all living beings.

One thought of worldly desire, one thought of Bodhi. When Wuhua saw Wuye, he suddenly understood why the head master would hand over Shaolin to such a person.

This person might really become a Buddha.

He actually had such a thought in his mind.

Wuhua smiled and went to greet him, congratulating him, "Congratulations, Senior Brother, on coming out of retreat."

Xiao Haochong nodded to him, and every move he made seemed to carry a Zen-like aura.

Master Tianhu was surprised by Wuye's transformation, and was even more amazed by the light of Erye. He stroked his long beard and asked Xiao Hao, "Wuye, what did you see in there?"

Xiao Hao replied, "All living beings are sinking, and the world is suffering."

Master Tianhu continued, "What should we do?"

Xiao Hao's eyes were like torches, and he straightened his back and said, "Disciple Wuye, I wish to make a vow here: I will cross the surging Milky Way with just one ray, and I intend to practice Zen for a thousand years, save the suffering of the world, and achieve the golden body. I will know that all forms are not forms, practice formless cultivation, promote Buddhism, and save the world."

As he finished speaking, the light of Erye disappeared from him, and everything returned to ordinary, as if he was still an ordinary monk with a mortal body. But everyone present could see that he was completely different from the previous Wuye.

It was like a dull raw stone that had been wrapped in a leather shell for many years, and suddenly the beautiful jade inside was revealed.

Master Tianhu was very satisfied, and he and Wuhua and Wuxiang put their hands together and said, "Great goodness."

Xiao Hao listened to the system's prompt sound, and also put his hands together and bowed to Master Tianhu: "Amitabha."

He just silently turned off the buff of the second karma.

Master Tianhu smiled again and said, "You have obtained the paramita of tranquility, and you can be called a Zen master."

Xiao Hao nodded humbly in response.

The paramita of tranquility means that monks can use their inner mind to concentrate their minds and unify their body and mind through meditation to understand the changes in their inner mind and transform their mind. Anyone who can reach this state can be called a "Zen master" when he lingers in the world.

Xiao Hao felt that he had not yet reached that level, but since his master had come to this conclusion, he could use this as an excuse to show off.

He didn't know what the world would say about such a young Zen master.

Wuhua walked up considerately, congratulated him first, and then said to Xiao Hao: "Brother Wuye has been in seclusion in the Sutra Repository for a long time. Now he has just come out of seclusion. He must be still immersed in old news. If you don't mind, Wuhua can tell you a thing or two."

Xiao Hao was naturally very happy.

Seeing that the brothers and sisters were getting along well, Master Tianhu was very pleased to say to Wuxiang: "Wuxiang, you should also get closer to your fellow disciples."

Wuxiang blushed suddenly and quickly agreed. He was a stupid person. How could he compare with these two fellow disciples who were like dragons and phoenixes! He felt satisfied just by doing his own job well.

Wuhua led Xiaohao along the way, talking and telling him about some of the wonderful things he had seen and heard in the past six months. The two of them occasionally made some witty remarks, which made the passing monks look at them sideways.

After Wuhua informed Shi Guanyin about Wuye, Shi Guanyin was very dissatisfied with Wuhua for not getting the succession of the Shaolin leader. When he heard about such a weird little bald donkey, he immediately gave him a bad trick. If it was before Wuye came out of retreat, it would be hard to say, but now seeing Wuye coming out of retreat, Wuhua knew that the trick would have little chance of success.

He would not openly disobey Shi Guanyin, just let her try it herself, and after being disappointed, she would know that what he said was true. Then he would take action himself.

Now that Wuye has come out of retreat, that person should take action.

Thinking of this, the look he gave his senior brother was filled with a bit of schadenfreude.

Xiao Hao was very puzzled by this, but couldn't ask directly. He could only secretly watch Wuhua's favorability increase, and thought that his troublesome junior brother might have become mentally ill again.

Speaking of which, sixteen or seventeen years old is the time for growth. In the past six months, Wuhua seemed to have grown a lot taller.

Xiao Hao looked at Wuhua's bald head in front of him, and subconsciously reached out his hand to cover it. He

turned it around and touched it twice with an unsatisfied look.

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