Xie Changyuan nodded, although he was embarrassed to accept this gift.
Monk Guanghui gave him the Zen body training method, and Xie Changyuan sent his relics back home. This was just a transaction.
Since the teachings of the Twelve Divine Palaces began to spread in the East-Tu Changsheng Continent, and finally occupied and dominated most of the southeastern areas, the support and effectiveness of many Taoist immortal sects were indispensable, and the body-refining madmen who used martial arts to establish their sects have stood up to oppose it.
In the end, they were violently retaliated by the Twelve Divine Palaces, and almost all of them were killed.
The attitude of the Zen sect is polarized. The eminent monks who practice Zen basically have the same attitude as most of the monks. They join the Twelve Divine Palaces without hesitation and become one of their subordinates. The monks are easy to get angry and easy to accept.
They no longer hold scriptures in their hands and talk about Buddhism, but join the Ninth Lineage to preach the teachings of the Twelve Shrines in various places under the jurisdiction of the shrines. In layman's terms, they have joined the propaganda department of the Twelve Shrines.
The Zen martial arts lineage is just the opposite. Although the monks are monks, they all have bad tempers. They are very resistant to the teachings of the Twelve Shrines, believing that they are inconsistent with the Eastern Land and have ulterior motives.
For this reason, five years ago, the Zen sect began to split into two branches: Zen and martial arts. The Zen monk branch chose to seek refuge, while the martial monk branch chose to resist, and had many conflicts with the Twelve Divine Palaces.
As for the result, naturally the monk lineage was also retaliated by the shrine and almost fell apart.
Monk Guanghui was being hunted at that time and fled all the way to the north where he met Xie Changyuan and entrusted him with his last wish.
Compared to the Immortal Cultivating Sect, which was relatively unpopular, Xie Changyuan had a very favorable impression of the warrior monk lineage. Now that he had met Monk Guangji, he couldn't help but ask him about some things.
"Amitabha, Monk, I am naturally of the same lineage as a warrior monk, and I am the head of the Luohan Hall of Dalong Temple with Junior Brother Guanghui." Monk Guangji said with a smile.
Immediately, he took off a pair of holey monk shoes, folded his dirty feet on his thighs, and recounted his experiences as a monk in the Dalong Temple.
At that time, Brother Guangji led a group of monks from Luohan Hall to leave Dalong Temple in disguise, preparing to meet with the Southern Martial Arts Alliance to discuss the plan. Along the way, they encountered the disciples of the Twelve Shrines many times, causing harm to the people.
Disciplined civilians carried out lynchings.
The most impressive thing was that a woman holding a child was walking on the street and accidentally stepped on a promotional sticker for the Twelve Shrines. As a result, she was forcibly turned away and sent outside the city.
The woman was pushed into a pit and her lower body was buried, making it impossible for her to break free. The executioner threw her child to death in front of her face, and incited the onlookers to curse the unfortunate woman. He half-forced and half-coaxed the onlookers to grab the stones on the ground.
Throw it at her.
In the end, the woman was beaten to a bloody pulp, and the sky was full of sorrow, but no one was willing to stand up and speak out for her.
By the time the disciples who had witnessed everything ran back to report the news to him, it was already too late. In the end, they only saw the woman's body hanging on the wall, and the child's body had long been picked up by wild dogs.
Having said this, the sloppy monk Guangji no longer laughed, his expression was full of compassion, he lowered his head and chanted the Buddha's name.
Xie Changyuan also clenched his fists, pursed his lips like a razor blade, and his eyes flashed with fire.
"Later, we walked through many prefectures and cities, and encountered the disciples of the shrine carrying out executions in the streets, so we tried our best to stop it. Unexpectedly, we took action frequently, and eventually our whereabouts were leaked. Several palace masters of the shrine joined forces, and the monks suffered heavy casualties. I and I
Guang Hui was seriously injured and fled north. He hid me under a waterfall and used me as bait to lure away the pursuers. The poor monk was also seriously injured and had to hide in place to recuperate."
After finishing speaking, Monk Guangji pointed at Luo Lie behind him.
"Until a few days ago, this man broke into the retreat of the poor monk. Not only did he wake me up, but he also wanted to kill me. If not, I would punish him by carrying me thousands of miles to kill his anger. I hope he can get out of it.
From the sea of suffering, you will be reborn in bliss." Monk Guangji said in a mellow voice.
When mentioning past events, Guangji's face always looked solemn, as if he could not let go of the monks who died in vain.
Xie Changyuan turned his head and glanced at Luo Lie, whose head was still on the ground. The latter was still sleeping soundly, as if he was extremely tired.
Without thinking too hard, Xie Changyuan roughly guessed the process. That day in front of White Dragon City, Xie Changyuan encountered two Martial Gods. Qin Wu was killed by him on the spot, while Luo Lie was led away by Taoist Ziyin, and his whereabouts are unknown.
Now it seems that he was led by Ziyin to the retreat place of Monk Guangji, and then borrowed a knife to kill people, so that the monk surrendered Luo Lie.
"This old Taoist priest is really unkind." Xie Changyuan shook his head and laughed.
They did not continue to reminisce about the past. Monk Guangji returned to his smiling expression. His robes were in tatters, dirty but not disgusting.
"Thank you, donor, and I seem to have a connection with Buddhism." Guang Ji looked forward and looked at Xie Changyuan with interest.
Hearing this, Xie Changyuan looked at his hands. His body was now tempered by ancient Zen methods, his skin was as green as metal, his hair had just grown less than two inches, and he still looked like a monk.
Xie Changyuan said hello, touched his head and laughed.
Guang Ji also laughed, and immediately said, "The donor practiced the method of the Eighteen Bronze Men of the Luohan Hall, which is also known as the Vajra Indestructible Body. However, this method is powerful and overbearing. It will cause too much damage to the human body and will shorten your life."
Monk Guangji accentuated the last four characters a little more.
The Vajra Indestructible Body is practiced by very few monks in the Dalong Temple lineage, because regardless of whether they practice Taoism or Buddhism, as long as a person has not ascended or achieved enlightenment, he is still a human being after all. Everyone hopes that they can live longer, similar to
Ancient methods such as the Vajra Indestructible Body can quickly increase strength, but within as little as five years, the practitioner will solidify into a bronze statue and die.
Xie Changyuan seemed to have thought of something, and immediately asked, "Does the master have the Mahayana breathing method that makes the body indestructible?"
His eyes lit up slightly, because Fairy Zixia once told him that if he could obtain the Mahayana Breathing Technique, his lifespan would be extended to a certain extent. As long as he had more time, he could do more things, and he would be able to do more things all the way south.
No need to be so urgent.
Hearing this, Monk Guangji shook his head.
"Monk, I am naturally familiar with the Mahayana Breathing Technique. I just want to thank the donor and think twice. I can still pull out the Gengjin Qi from your body when you turn around. With your qualifications, you can definitely follow the path of the Angry-Eye Vajra of Buddhism. But
Once you learn Mahayana breathing techniques, there is no turning back.”
Monk Guangji gave his heartfelt advice. At the same time, he also hoped to persuade Xie Changyuan to escape into Buddhism.
He admired Xie Changyuan's perseverance very much, and he also understood which path Xie Changyuan would take in the future. With Xie Changyuan's character, he could definitely follow the path of a warrior monk. In the future, he might be able to cultivate the body of the Raging-Eye King Kong, which was a promising future.
Of course, this was what he was thinking and didn't say it out loud.
Hearing this, Xie Changyuan hesitated for a moment.
He thought for a while and asked.
"Now that Eastern Earth's spiritual energy is exhausted and it is approaching the Age of Ending Dharma, how long will it take to practice the Angry-Eye Vajra to perfection?"
Monk Guangji answered truthfully, "About one or two hundred years."