Because of the inexplicable Red Dragon Tribulation, the two people in front of them seemed to mistakenly think that he was a martial arts prodigy.
According to Wu Xian, every time there is a breakthrough in the mental method, the red dragon becomes more arrogant.
Practicing the Red Dragon Heart Sutra is a process of constantly surrendering the Red Dragon as one's own.
He has always used attribute values to improve his mental skills, but he has never understood what the Red Dragon Tribulation is.
Wizards, this is really not...
I just worked very hard to achieve what I am today.
Baizhu felt deeply in his heart, he saw Fenyin in the early morning every day.
If it weren’t for hard work, where would I be today?
Whether to worship in the Vajra Temple...
Not to mention the secret medicine, there are attribute values, and I have no urgent need for the secret medicine, but the follow-up method——
In order to exchange martial arts, various aristocratic families and holy places seem to have left each other the simplified version of the Embryo Breathing Realm. However, if you want to take a step forward, unless you waste your efforts and rebuild it, you can only go to the Vajra Temple.
Moreover, the inner Dharma is so precious, and the unexplained theory of three, six, and nine made him understand it clearly.
Even if I give up my skills and change cultivation, where can I find such a supreme mental method as the red dragon?
As an outsider, no one would confide in him and hold nothing back.
Thinking of this, Bai Zhu no longer hesitated and made a decision in his heart.
What's more, there are immortals in the Vajra Temple, and there will be no shortage of training resources and advanced martial arts.
If you practice one way, you will become a Dharma couple and make a lot of money.
If you can worship in the Vajra Temple, the two words Dharma and Earth will occupy the name and reality.
"Disciple is willing to worship in Vajra Temple."
Bai Shu bowed solemnly and bowed solemnly to the two monks in front of him.
"good."
Wu Xian and Wu Hui looked at each other, smiled, and both nodded.
"Now that you have entered my mountain gate, you are no longer an outsider."
Wuhui stepped forward and patted his shoulder hard, causing Baizhu to lower himself a bit.
Grandma, you didn’t wash your hands because you had strong hands. Did you eat the curry with your hands?
Bai Shu endured the pain, but his face remained silent.
"From today on, you can call me uncle."
"I have met Master Wuxian, and I have met Master Wuhui."
Bai Shu followed the instructions and shouted a few words.
Wu Xian slightly lowered his head, his eyes were clear, Wu Hui put his hands on his hips and grinned his yellow teeth.
Now...I can be considered a member of the Holy Land...
The Great Zheng Dynasty was very fond of family background. He was not a son of aristocratic family, but he accidentally got the skin of the Holy Land. From then on, he was regarded as a nobleman.
I wonder if a monk here can marry a wife. Judging from Wu Hui’s appearance, this is what the precepts of the Vajra Temple are like.
Will there be "Liu Zhang Golden Body" and "Tathagata Divine Palm" in the Sutra Pavilion...
Since there is Brahma, it is quite reasonable that there is also Sakyamuni.
As he was thinking about it, Wuhui cleared his throat heavily.
"After the imperial army and horses have swept Fenyin clean, I will write a handwritten letter to you. You will cross the Tongjiang River and go to Fengshan, Zhongli County to find my senior brother Wuhuai."
Wuhui hesitated to speak, but in the end his face was filled with pain:
"I will give you fifty taels of silver. After you join Fengshan Temple, you will receive support every month."
Wuhui added anxiously: "I don't want any interest from the master-uncle-nephew relationship, but of these fifty taels, you can pay me back a lot."
"Ha?!" Bai Zhu was shocked.
"Fifty taels is enough, isn't it too little?" Wu Hui glared, "After entering Fengshan Temple, learn a few pages of his mother's scriptures, and in a few days, put on a monk's robe, go down the mountain and knock wooden fish for those stupid donkeys, then
Silver comes faster than water."
Wu Hui stared at him warily and said in a bad tone: "Don't even think about defaulting on your debt. All brothers have to settle the accounts clearly. Uncle Master will be a living Bodhisattva for once. Don't bully Uncle Master."
"Isn't it...King Kong Temple?" Bai Shu asked cautiously, "Why did it become Fengshan Temple again?"
I haven't even entered the pirate ship yet, and you're already changing your mind?
"There are three hundred Zen monasteries under the Vajra Temple, and there are only a few hundred monks in the temple."
Seeing Bai Shu's shocked look, Wu Xian couldn't help but shake his head:
"Not only Wuhui and I, but also the abbot, we all have been promoted step by step from the Three Hundred Zen Monastery, and only after showing our prominence in the Shurangama Temple are we qualified to enter the Vajra Monastery to practice."
"Even the abbot's direct disciple, Master Jueming's nephew, also practices Zen in Qingyan Cave in Guzang County."
Wu Xian changed his face, suppressed the smile on his lips, and spoke sincerely:
"Master Nephew, don't have any doubts. There is no secret secret. If you can't excel in Shurangama Temple, even Master Jueming will not be able to enter the Vajra Temple."
Wu Xian's solemn tone forced the doubt in Baizhu's throat down.
None of the abbot’s disciples are at Vajra Temple?
This sounds really fair...
Who knows what kind of tricks the abbot will prescribe for his disciples, with the guidance of a great martial arts master, plus precious medicines and exercises that ordinary monks have no access to.
If he cannot stand out at the Shurangama Conference, it can only be said that the abbot does not know people well.
Bai Shu was initially shocked by Wu Xian's words, but when he thought about it, he realized that it wasn't that.
There is no airtight wall under the sky. Even if the Vajra Temple has strict disciplines, is there no loophole to exploit?
Bai Shu sneered in his heart, but his face remained respectful.
For him, the Vajra Temple is already the best choice at present. Even if he only wears a layer of skin, his identity will be completely different with this layer of skin.
"Shrangama is a debater or Dharma performer once every three years. Anyone who excels in these two categories can enter the Vajra Gate."
Wu Xian comforted Bai Shu: "My nephew was able to defeat the Little Red Dragon twice independently. He must be quite unique in his acting skills. In my opinion, it is not difficult to enter the King Kong Mountain Gate."
Although Wu Xian's words were somewhat comforting, they were not false.
"Red Dragon Heart Sutra", even if it is placed in the supreme mental method, its killing power is unrivaled, and it is the most brutal.
Those who practice this mental method often come out on top in battles in the same situation.
Some people with extraordinary talents can even cross great realms and attack their opponents.
If not, he wouldn't try to make contact.
In Wu Xian's opinion, Bai Shu, with the help of secret medicine, after surviving several red dragon tribulations, his performance at the same level was only inferior to that of his fellow disciples in the temple.
As for entering the Mount Kumgang Gate, it’s not a big problem.
"You're worried about a hammer."
Wu Hui didn't know when he slipped over to the wine vat. He didn't even use a bowl, and just bashed his head in like a rat stealing oil.
After Wu Xiankai finished the whitening operation, he raised his head from the urn and let out a loud wine burp.
"Shurangama, to put it bluntly, one is wrangling and the other is fighting. Wrangling is of no use. I just know how to ring the bell and deceive those stupid donkeys down the mountain. This is not..."
Wu Hui was talking enthusiastically, but when he saw Wu Xian turned around and glared at him, he retracted his words angrily.
"It's a fight, someone who independently surrendered the Little Red Dragon twice." Wu Hui gave him a thumbs up, "Uncle Master still believes in you."
Wu Hui looked convinced, and even Wu Xian nodded lightly.
I didn't know I was so strong.
Could it be that I am really powerful?
Bai Shu looked at the sky, and deep in his heart, something suddenly wanted to move.
boom!
Boom boom!!
Boom boom boom!!!
It was like a loud thunder exploded out of thin air on the white ground, and amid the deafening roar, shouts of death and tsunami came.
Xie Fanjing jumped down from the stool warily and stood in front of Baizhu.
"It doesn't matter."
The originally silent living corpses were also disturbed by the loud noise. They gathered together and rushed towards the place where the sound came from.
Wu Xian's eyebrows moved slightly, and the light in his eyes almost filled the entire wine shop. It took a long time before it slowly disappeared.
"What a good guy, there are actually humans and demons from the first four realms."
He said to Bai Shu and Wu Hui:
"The imperial army and horses are here, come with me to see them."
