Wang Sheng woke up again.
He straightened up in confusion and found that he had returned to the previous cabin, still wearing monk's robes. He instinctively touched his head, and then froze. He touched his head again in disbelief.
A moment later, a scream came from the hut.
"My hair!"
Wang Sheng looked at his head through a basin of water sadly and indignantly. It was shiny with no hair on it. With the monk's robes on, he had become a brand new monk.
"How insidious your uncle is!"
Although he was initially wary of the old monk's smile, he still felt it was quite friendly. Now that he thought about it, it was really sinister.
"No, I can't accept my fate. Even if I run outside and get eaten by monsters, I still can't be a monk. The old Wang family still relies on me to continue the family line!"
He gritted his teeth, picked up the kitchen knife he brought from the convenience store, stood up and quietly opened the door. No one was outside the door. He felt happy and walked out without forgetting to close it carefully again.
"Uncle Huiming, please come with us to see the abbot."
Wang Sheng froze, and he slowly turned around. Behind him, two middle-aged monks were looking at him and respectfully bowed to him.
"Characters: Zen Deacons (Two)."
"Level: Innate."
Two innate masters! Two innate masters call him uncle?
Wang Sheng's eyes were confused, and it was at this time that he discovered that a system page suddenly appeared in his mind.
"Character: Wang Sheng, host of Wanjie Shelter."
"Level: Innate Dacheng."
It is his personal information, and the level actually shows that he is an innate master!
What the hell?
Wang Sheng clenched his fists strangely, as if there was indeed a powerful force flowing in his body, making him full of energy and strength at all times.
He suddenly remembered the golden light emitting from the eyes of the old monk in the main hall. Could it be done by the old monk?
"Please also ask Uncle Master to accompany us to see the abbot." The two monks spoke again.
Wang Sheng hesitated. In his heart, he wanted to leave immediately, but this was the monk's base camp, and there were innate masters everywhere, and he seemed to have benefited from them.
Holding the kitchen knife tightly in his hand and swallowing, he still chose to follow the two monks to the main hall.
When I came to the main hall again, there was no one at the door. When the door was open, I could see an old monk I had never seen before. He was wearing cassocks, with white beard and eyebrows. He was sitting on a futon in front of the Buddha statue in Zen. When Wang Sheng arrived,
, he slowly opened his eyes.
The two deacons stopped at the door and signaled the king to enter the palace.
"Character: Zen Abbot."
"Level: Golden elixir."
Wang Sheng swallowed dryly and threw the kitchen knife aside. This old monk was actually a strong man in the golden elixir, so it was better not to act rashly.
Tiptoeing, he came a few meters in front of the old monk and stopped.
The old monk looked at him, then clasped his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice.
"Amitabha."
"Since you have inherited the mantle of senior brother, you should join my Zen sect and become a member of my Buddhist sect. I will pass on the Dharma to you on behalf of senior brother. What do you want?"
His eyes were cloudy. Although he was staring at Wang Sheng, Wang Sheng just couldn't find the focus.
He blinked, and for some reason he seemed very nervous in front of the old monk. However, he didn't want to become a monk just like this, so he summoned up the energy to ask again: "Well, Master, can I not be a monk?"
The old monk was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then he actually smiled and said, "You take what you said seriously."
Wang Sheng nodded nervously.
The old monk smiled again and shook his head, "Amitabha, the question and answer between you and my senior brother has made it clear to me. You were born to be my disciple of Zen Buddhism, but you didn't expect to be so confused. When the time comes and you refuse, then go
Well, when the time comes, you can enter my Zen sect again." After saying this, he closed his eyes.
Wang Sheng couldn't believe that the old monk let him go just like that!
He excitedly bowed to the old monk and turned to leave. The old monk spoke again.
"By the way, Immortal Yuan Zhenyuan of Wuzhuang Mountain in Wanshou Mountain is going to hold a ginseng and fruit meeting in the near future. Many virtuous people from the Taoist sect will come. At that time, my Buddhist sect will also be involved because of an incident. I think there will be some disputes nearby. Are you ready?
It’s better not to go in that direction after entering the temple.”
Wang Sheng was immediately stunned. Zhen Yuanzi was going to hold a ginseng fruit meeting? Buddhism was also involved.
He had a flash of inspiration, could it be because of Tang Seng and his disciples?
If you think about it carefully, it is very possible that after all, Tang Monk is the reincarnation of the Buddhist disciple Jin Chanzi. He has a profound Buddhist background, and traveling to the west to obtain Buddhist scriptures is a good opportunity to promote Buddhism. Buddhism will definitely not give up.
He was delighted, wasn't this a good opportunity?
If Buddhism intervenes to rescue Tang Seng and his disciples, wouldn't he just be able to take a ride to complete the task, and then he also has hope of returning home?
"Hey, reminder, the mission of rescuing Tang Monk must be personally participated by the host or the force to which the host belongs, otherwise the mission will be counted as failed."
The system actually reminded him at this time. Wang Sheng was about to cry but had no tears. How could this system exploit every loophole?
Doesn’t this force him to become a monk?
Hesitating and hesitating, feeling sad and angry in his heart, he turned around and clasped his hands together with a face of compassion, "Master Abbot, I suddenly feel that being a monk is actually quite good. Everything in the world is illusory, like a dream, but the world can't see through it.
It is better to become a monk, maybe you can understand the true meaning of my Buddha."
The old monk was a little surprised, but he still smiled and nodded, "In that case, on behalf of your senior fellow apprentice, I will accept you into my Zen sect. You will be called Huiming, and you will take refuge in my Buddha from then on."
Wang Sheng's heart was clear. After hearing this sentence, he immediately clasped his hands and saluted the abbot, "Huiming has met the master."
The abbot smiled slightly and said, "My name is Daoxin, and I am the abbot of Zhengjue Temple. You also have a senior brother named Hongren. He is not in the temple at the moment. He may come back tomorrow and I will introduce you to him."
Wang Sheng was stunned, Daoxin? Hongren? Why does this name sound familiar?
When he reacted, he was stunned. Wasn't Daoxin the fourth ancestor of Zen, and Hongren was the fifth ancestor of Zen? In other words, the old monk in front of him was actually the master of Huineng, the sixth ancestor?
Sixth Patriarch Huineng, who in future generations doesn’t know that even a little kid can recite a few words about being a bodhi tree and so on. This is really ridiculous. Wang Sheng’s throat is dry. He has become Huineng’s wife without knowing it.
Uncle Master!
He completely forgot about his unwillingness to be a monk, and instead felt complacent that no one would believe him if he traveled through time and became the Sixth Patriarch of Zen Buddhism.
"You go back first." Daoxin waved to him.
Returning to the cabin in a daze, Wang Sheng sat on the bed. At this time, he found that his personal introduction on the system had changed again.
"Character: Wang Sheng, host of Wanjie Shelter."
"Level: Innate Dacheng."
"Identity: Disciple of the abbot of Zen Zhengjue Temple."
With an additional identity, it seems that this page is also changing with Wang Sheng's changes.
Wang Sheng giggled. He suddenly became an innate master from an ordinary person. He even became a disciple of the Fourth Ancestor Daoxin. The most important thing is that the mission has turned around. Although he needs to become a bald man, it is better than not seeing any hope.
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At this time, in the Main Hall, a deacon monk stood respectfully in front of Daoxin.
"Abbott, I can be sure that Uncle Huiming is not a disciple selected from below. We really can't find out his lay identity. He seems to have suddenly appeared in Hezhou, Xiniu."
Daoxin closed his eyes and nodded, "No need to check. Since Huiming has decided to join my Zen sect, he should abandon his past life. From now on, he will be my Zen sect disciple. Even if he has grudges in the world, he will be accepted by my Zen sect."
"Yes." The deacon monk responded respectfully and then retreated.
Wang Sheng in the hut didn't know that he had been investigated. He was curiously trying to achieve innate changes in his body.
Most people need to go through the process of returning to their original nature after acquiring the innate skills. This process depends on personal talents and the training time varies, but the shortest one takes three years. However, because of the old monk's teaching, Wang Sheng directly surpassed the acquired skills and became an innate master, even leaving the Yuan Dynasty.
There is only one step away from the divine realm, which can be regarded as reaching the sky in one step.
After achieving the innate realm, Wang Sheng's most obvious feeling was that there seemed to be a small oven in his body, his body was warm, and there seemed to be a stream of Qi flowing through his Dantian, making his body lighter and stronger.
Jumping around excitedly, Wang Sheng continued to experience the innate feeling. This superhuman body fascinated him.
It wasn't until midnight that he lay on the bed and fell asleep from exhaustion.
Early the next morning, Wang Sheng was awakened by the sound of temple bells.
Then there were a lot of footsteps outside the door, and the new Zen disciples who were tonsured at the same time as him began to have morning classes. Wang Sheng was completely unaware of this, so he turned over and continued to fall asleep.
But after a while, there was a knock on his door, and a monk shouted outside.
"Uncle Huiming, the abbot asked you to go to the Main Hall."
When Wang Sheng heard that it was Daoxin who called him, he immediately became excited. This newly worshiped master may very well be his supporter in the future, and he must rely on Buddhism for his tasks, so he must not neglect it.
He quickly put on his monk's robes, rinsed his brand new bald head with water, opened the door and hurried to the Main Hall.
At this time, the sky was just bright, the air was very fresh and cold, and there were already many monks doing chores near the temple. Seeing Wang Sheng salute and look at him curiously as he passed by, it was not difficult to guess that his identity as the abbot's disciple might have been revealed.
out.
Facing these slightly envious and jealous looks, Wang Sheng actually felt that it was quite satisfying to be a monk.
He quickly walked through the square in front of the hall and climbed up the stone steps of the hall. There were still two deacons guarding the hall door. They already knew that Wang Sheng was a disciple of the abbot, and they respectfully performed a Buddhist salute to him. One of them was even lower.
The voice reminded.
"Uncle Huiming, today the abbots of the Tiantai Sect, the Vinaya Sect, the Tantric Sect, the Pure Land Sect, and many other eminent monks from nearby are coming to visit. The abbot is currently receiving them."
Wang Sheng was surprised, why did so many senior monks gather together to ask him?
He nodded to thank the deacon and monk, and then tiptoed into the Buddhist hall.
As soon as he entered, he knew that what the deacon monk said was indeed true, and there were indeed many monks.
They were all bald, and a rough count of them was about twenty. At this time, there were many tables in the hall like a banquet, and the monks were sitting or standing behind the tables.
There were not many monks sitting, and most of them were wearing red cassocks. They seemed to be the abbots and eminent monks of various temples mentioned by the deacon monk.
This flash of bald head almost blinded Wang Sheng. Fortunately, he also had a bald head with reflective skills. When he saw Daoxin sitting at the table under the Buddha statue, he slipped past from the right, but not many people noticed. (Not finished yet.
Chapter completed!