Long Junhai nodded in understanding, then said, "Abbot, I heard from Master and the others that the best cultivators are those who possess spiritual bodies and spiritual bones. I have neither. Where should I begin my cultivation?"
"That's all bullshit. Your three masters are totally uneducated and their understanding of the world is very superficial. What's superficial? It's just bullshit! Although spiritual bodies and spiritual bones can allow practitioners to quickly improve to a certain level, cultivation is a very long process. If you were ahead for the first hundred years, can you still be ahead for the next ten thousand? So you may have started later than others. This is not good or bad for cultivation at all. There is a saying that goes, "If you hear the truth in the morning, you can die in the evening." So don't think too much. As long as you can live with some meaning, that's enough." The old abbot said with a smile.
Long Junhai nodded, then said very respectfully: "Thank you, Abbot, for clearing up my confusion. I understand!"
"Haha, you are a disciple with intelligence. This time, my three bastard disciples really picked a good disciple. You are a good kid, but it's a pity to keep you in the kitchen. Follow me to the main hall to do your homework tomorrow. HP, I will arrange for someone else to manage the kitchen tomorrow." The old abbot said with a smile.
"Ah? Okay, disciple, obey!" HP was in a lot of trouble, because this kind of thing was simply a nightmare for him. He really didn't want to accept it! After all, many times no one wanted to eat food that had no taste, making the already hard life even more difficult. It seemed that more disciples would leave Tianlei Temple in the future.
However, this matter has already been decided, and HP can't do anything about it, so it can only arrange people to take turns cooking as before.
Time passed day by day, and half a year had passed in the blink of an eye. Only five monks were left in Tianlei Temple, namely the abbot and his three disciples, plus Long Junhai, the only third-generation disciple.
"Master, apart from Wufan, we no longer have any third-generation disciples. The Ghost Festival is coming in a few months. Should we expand the scale this time?" HP asked with a smile.
"Bullshit, do you have so much money to support idle people? You might as well buy me some good wine and good meat. It's useless to support more idle people. If your mind is not calm, you can't meditate at all. You guys also have to practice hard. These days have not been peaceful. Although our Tianlei Temple doesn't have anything valuable, we still have to be careful. Otherwise, if even the temple is gone, we will really have no way to make a living in the future. Then we can only go down the mountain to beg for food! That will be no different from a beggar!" said the old abbot with a frown.
HP nodded and said nothing more. At this moment, Long Junhai was sorting out the scriptures. He had memorized all the scriptures in Tianlei Temple. Although this was incredible, it was indeed a very easy thing for Long Junhai.
"Master, I heard that there are some demons causing trouble everywhere. Should we go and kill them?" Huikong asked in a low voice at this time.
"What the hell is that about slaying demons and eliminating evil? Do you even know what slaying demons and eliminating evil is?" The abbot glared at the other person, then said unhappily, "None of you can reach the level of a monk right now. You can't deal with powerful demons and evil spirits with just external martial arts! If you trust me, then practice well. It's already good enough if others don't come and cause us trouble!"
"Master, the realm breakthrough you mentioned is too difficult. How can it be achieved just like that? Generally, it takes at least 20 to 30 years to reach the realm of a monk!" Hui En said with a smile.
"You only know how to compare yourself to those who are inferior to you. Why don't you learn from the good ones? Some disciples with very good wisdom can reach the level of monks in three years. I was just a little bit short at the beginning. If I could reach the level of monks within three years, I would be selected to become an inner disciple and would not have to come to such a remote place to preach. Now I am almost seventy years old and still at the level of monks. I don't know if I can break through to the master level in this lifetime. If I can become a Buddha, I should be able to return to Xiangguo Temple, but I am afraid that it will be very difficult!"
The abbot sighed. He was sixty-eight years old this year, which was considered a long life according to the average age in this world, because it was rare for ordinary people to live to sixty years old. However, sixty-eight years was a very short time for a cultivator. It could even be said that it was just the beginning. Only when one reached the realm of Buddha could one truly achieve immortality!
The abbot does not seek immortality in this life. He just wants to live a free life and do what he wants. But in the end, he is still a monk, and his heart is always concerned about the Xiangguo Temple where he grew up. It's a pity that he can't go back without a certain level of strength.
HP and the other two remained silent. After all, for so many years, they were all stuck at the peak level of the walker and could not find a way to become monks. In the final analysis, they did not know much about magic and did not know what the real Dharma was.
In comparison, Long Junhai's intelligence is much better, because after all, he is a person with countless years of memory, and his experience and knowledge are not comparable to these people.
It’s just that Long Junhai has no spiritual body and spiritual bones, and his innate conditions are too poor. If he can make up for this shortcoming, then soaring into the sky will not be a difficult thing at all.
At this time, Long Junhai said: "I think the three masters have already reached the pinnacle of their cultivation. They just need a kind of enlightenment. If they can be stimulated by external forces, then perhaps they can directly break through!"
"This is indeed a good idea, but risks and benefits coexist. The three of them don't have any lofty ambitions. It would be a pity if they died." The abbot had thought about this a long time ago, but he knew his apprentice's temperament. He tried to stimulate them but failed. It would not be worth it if they lost their lives again.
Long Junhai smiled and nodded, and said nothing more. In short, what everyone lacked was an opportunity, and what he lacked was foundation. These things could not be forced, and could only be accumulated slowly in the future.
In the blink of an eye, several months passed and the Ghost Festival was approaching. At this time, people from the Church of Light, with whom they had never had any contact before, suddenly showed up.
"What are you guys doing in our Tianlei Temple?" HP frowned and looked at the four young men in front of him. It was obvious that they had come with bad intentions.
"I've heard that Tianlei Temple is a wealthy and powerful place. Today I see that it is indeed so magnificent! We are here for no other reason than to discuss something with you." The other party said with a smile.
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