Four green and three white!

Gods of good fortune and evil are both present!

This old monk is so fierce!

Ji Yuan raised his eyebrows, his eyes flashed, and there was a smile on his face:

"Master, are you thirsty? Why don't you come in and drink a bowl of water to quench your thirst."

He raised his hand and pushed, and the two thin wooden doors, which had been repaired again, opened inside.

"What? The donor is willing to become my teacher and convert to Buddhism?"

Seeing that Ji Yuan's attitude had improved, the old monk's shriveled face trembled, seemingly happy.

"If I could just be an anonymous disciple and not have to follow the master to travel around the world, or meditate and recite sutras, I would actually be willing to call him master."

Ji Yuan answered calmly.

"If you don't want to serve those around you and don't do your homework on time, then why do you want me to be your teacher?"

The old monk asked with a frown in his hand, holding a broken alms bowl.

"Of course it's about practicing martial arts."

Ji Yuan said honestly.

"I heard that there are lay disciples in Xuankong Temple and Huangjue Temple.

You can grow your hair, marry and have children, and you don’t need to be shaved.

I want to be a lay disciple."

There is a chance to prostitute a martial arts master who is suspected of changing into the third realm, and may even be more powerful.

Why not!

Anyway, under the rule of Jing Dynasty, in Tianjing City,

The old monk would never get so angry that he resorted to coercion and coercion.

The name of Beizhen Fusi is quite intimidating to martial arts masters outside the imperial court, especially Sanren.

"Then do you know that disciples of the proverb can't get the true message?

And if I want to take on a disciple, I will definitely give everything I have learned.

Besides, Zen martial arts, Zen martial arts, and Zen mind come first, followed by martial arts.

Suddenly enlightened to the true Dharma, he became a Buddha immediately, flowers fell from the sky, and golden lotuses sprouted from the ground...

Compared to these, what is martial arts?"

The old monk shook his head and sighed.

"Disciple, don't abandon the good and the bad."

Ji Yuan lowered his eyes, pondered for a moment, and said softly:

"On the day when the Buddha became enlightened, hundreds of millions of heavenly demons tried to confuse his mind, but were subdued by them with great magic power and supernatural powers.

It can be seen from this that without the means of thunder, how can one protect the way and kill creatures!?

Zen mind requires self-enlightenment, and there is not even one person in a million.

But martial arts can not only strengthen the body, but also reveal one's own mind.

As long as you practice successfully, you can achieve fruition, become an Arhat, and become a Bodhisattva..."

The old monk's face was expressionless at first, but when he heard the four words "Kill to protect the Tao", his cloudy eyes immediately burst out with a dazzling light.

"Since you have such knowledge, you deserve to be admitted to my disciples!"

His lineage is extraordinary.

Firstly, he does not seek to escape from the secular world, secondly, he does not abide by the clear rules and precepts, and thirdly, he does not adhere to the common principles of Buddhism.

Instead, he must kill with a knife, gain insight into his own nature among the bloody corpses, let go of his ego, and then achieve great enlightenment.

As the saying goes in the Buddhist scriptures, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately.

These eight words are not what they mean on the surface.

The butcher's knife refers to the three karma of the heart, speech, and mind as well as all delusional thoughts.

How to let go?

You should pick it up first.

If you want to gain compassion, you will commit the act of killing.

This is the essence of martial arts practiced by the old monk.

He doesn't even dare to kill animals, drink meat, or have sexual intercourse in his heart.

How to see through it?

How to kill?

How to become a Buddha?

Ji Yuan's casual reference to "killing to protect the Tao" perfectly complements it and couldn't be more appropriate.

"At the door of Lin Mansion, I saw what you did out of kindness,

The clear air rising from the top of the head seems to be protected by Yin virtue and blessings are in the body.

Underneath the human body, there are dragon and tiger auras, just like the horizontal training methods of the Xuankong Temple."

The old monk's eyes were filled with sparkling light, no longer the dim and twilight look of his dying years.

"It is really rare to be so young, yet so strong and powerful, and to have a connection with Buddhism.

Are you really going to stop thinking about becoming my disciple?"

The killing monk was extremely satisfied with Ji Yuan, whom he met for the first time today, and believed that he could be the successor of the mantle.

He traveled to the twenty-seven mansions of Xuanzhou and met many powerful people, including some geniuses.

Maybe the fate has not come yet, so this idea has never occurred to me.

Today, the Buddha shows mercy and the time has finally come.

"Thanks to the master, but my family has only one generation, so it is really difficult for me to become a monk."

Hearing that the old monk refused to be prostituted for free, Ji Yuan instantly lost interest.

With Huang Tian Dao Tu's advanced martial arts and the central arsenal of Heilongtai, he is not lacking in martial arts either.

More often than not, I just want to be guided by a martial arts master and accumulate knowledge and experience.

Of course, this unfathomable old monk is also very good at rubbing fortunes.

"Disciple, although my master is dressed in rags and looks unattractive, in fact he has a very high status and is extraordinary..."

The old monk raised his head and said.

Bang!

The two wooden doors closed suddenly.

"Master, if you want to drink water, go to the well and get it yourself.

If you want to ask for alms, there are still some cold steamed buns in the kitchen...

If you are looking for a place to stay, there is an uncleaned wing on the west side that can provide shelter from rain and wind."

Ji Yuan's voice came from behind the door.

"Alas, Amitabha, with sincerity, gold and stone are opened.

Good disciple, you will definitely realize the power of being a teacher and be willing to worship me as your teacher."

The old monk held the broken alms bowl and pushed the door open.

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Daming Prefecture, Jingzhou, Wulu County.

Above the misty sky, a golden eagle swooped down.

The sharp feathers cut through the airflow and flew into a vast luxurious manor.

"It's from Tianjing! Zhu Pi! Hurry!"

In the Eagle House located to the east, more than thirty servants who specialize in raising and taming hawks, larks, and flying pigeons are busy.

From time to time, messages are sent from various places, and they are different from all over the world.

Some need to be submitted immediately, while others can just be handed over to the housekeeper for review.

Such an enthusiastic and orderly momentum is like a small cabinet or a small court uploading memorials and official documents.
To be continued...