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[142] There is no way to break the formation

Zhang Chuanshu has always been a person who can only speak one-sided words. The masters have already figured out that he has a good temperament and a piece of material for practicing Buddhism. Unfortunately, he is contaminated with too many worldly debris and cannot achieve enlightenment in the end. This makes all

The old monks were all sad about it

If you don't become a Buddha, you will become a demon. If you become a demon, you are not necessarily a demon...

Zhang Chuanshu really wanted to have a good evening class, but he really didn’t know what the Heart Sutra and the Buddhist scriptures were about. Chanting sutras to him was like playing the piano to an ox. While all the brothers were concentrating on chanting sutras, Zhang Chuanshu looked at the night outside the door.

The air is mixed with this wet mist. I don’t know what kind of season it is here now.

After finally getting through the evening class, Pujing stopped Zhang Chuanshu again. After all the disciples were gone, Pujing asked with a smile: "Wukong, I heard that Senior Brother Pukong said that you are determined to practice Buddhism well?"

"Yes, I competed with my uncle for a few moves today and found that I still lacked a lot, so I decided to improve my state of mind."

"Of course that's good. Then tell me, what did you learn from today's evening class?" As soon as Zhang Chuanshu heard this, he ran out of the chanting hall.

Back in her monastery, Luo Tiantian hadn't slept yet and was playing with the little white tiger on the earthen bed. The little white tiger was named Meow by her. Zhang Chuanshu really didn't understand that a fierce tiger actually asked this child to name a sick cat.

If this tiger can understand human speech, it will probably be angry to death.

The little white tiger has grown for two months, and its body has finally become a lot bigger, and its appetite has continued to increase. Zhang Chuanshu felt that if it ate like this, it would definitely deplete their Shaolin Temple, so he and Luo Tiantian wanted to let the tiger return to the mountain many times, and let it return to nature.

However, Luo Tiantian refused, saying that when the white tiger grows up, he will be her mount.

After Zhang Chuanshu and the others left the mountain, people would drive BMWs and ride Mercedes-Benz. If Zhang Chuanshu and his brother and sister rode a tiger on the street, people would have been frightened to death, not to mention the citizens. Even the National Animal Welfare Society would not allow this.

"Tiantian, are you bored in this mountain every day?" Zhang Chuanshu asked in an elder brother's tone.

"No, with you and Meow here, my life is so rich and colorful."

"Why do you always compare your brother to a tiger? To be honest, do you want to go down the mountain?"

"Going down the mountain? Brother, do you want to go down the mountain?"

"Little girl, please keep your voice down, don't let those old monks hear you say whether you do or don't want to"

"Then if we go down the mountain, will we come back?"

"No, we will never come back"

"No, I don't want to leave here. This is a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters and outstanding people. I won't leave."

"Aren't you going? You're not going to feel suffocated here every day with a bunch of bald donkeys eating food and chanting Buddha's name?" Zhang Chuanshu asked in confusion.

Before Luo Tiantian could speak, the door of their meditation room was pushed open. The person who walked in was Pu Sheng, the abbot of Bodhidharma Monastery. Pu Sheng said as he entered the door: "Amitabha, it is so good. Monks should not speak crazy words."

The so-called bald donkey is a disrespectful remark to practitioners. The punishment is just that you are a teacher, not a person who manages the precepts. Therefore, even if I heard it, I have no right to punish you, let alone tell Junior Brother Pujing to file a complaint against you."

When Zhang Chuanshu saw Pusheng walking in, he quickly stood up and bowed. Pusheng is the abbot of Bodhidharma Temple. He is mainly responsible for teaching Buddhism and managing the Buddhist scriptures in the temple. Zhang Chuanshu is the least knowledgeable about Buddhism in the temple, so he has been in the temple for such a long time.

I have never communicated with Pu Sheng before. This time, Pu Sheng took the initiative to come to him. It seems there must be some reason.

"Wukong, I heard that you want to break into the Eighteen Bronze Man Formation?"

"Yes, uncle"

"I am a master in the Shaolin Temple. I am not only in charge of the books and classics in the temple, but also in charge of the key to the gate of the Eighteen Bronze Men. If you want to break into the formation, do you know the dangers of the Eighteen Bronze Men?"

"I don't know..."

"The Eighteen Bronze Men of Shaolin are famous all over the world. The establishment of this formation also follows the tradition of Shaolin Temple for thousands of years. In the past, the trees in Shaolin Temple attract wind. In order to prevent outsiders from kicking the hall and internal disciples who have not yet mastered martial arts to go down the mountain and be defeated,

Insulting the reputation of Shaolin, we hereby create this formation, and select 18 disciples with the most superb martial arts skills from Shaolin disciples to guard the formation and guard the 18 Luo

The Han Formation is also one of the famous formations of the Shaolin Temple. Shaolin disciples can practice with the guarding monks here. After passing the level, they will be able to learn martial arts skills at a higher level. When necessary, the Eighteen Bronze Warriors will also serve as a barrier for other people in the world to find trouble.

No matter what, anyone who can pass the Eighteen Bronze Men Formation is not an ordinary person, and once he successfully passes the test, he will be the master among the masters, invincible."

"Uncle Master, what do you mean by telling me this?"

"What I mean is that you are not a master yet, at least your state of mind has not reached this level. I will not open the Eighteen Bronze Man Formation to you."

"I know this. Both masters Pukong and Pujing have talked to me. I also realize that now is really not the time for me to break into the 18th bronze medal team."

"It's best if you think about it this way. Young people shouldn't rush for success, and take everything slowly."

Zhang Chuanshu thought to himself, "Take your time, take your fucking time, my day lilies are all cold. I have wasted two months here. If I continue to waste my time, when will it end? I have to find a way to get out of the mountain."

, Even if Luo Tiantian doesn't follow me, I still have to go out on my own. I have to contact my sister and the others first to understand the situation at home. I can't stay here all the time.

It's not a problem, there is no electricity or communication facilities here, the mobile phone has been out of power a long time ago, and there is no way to contact the outside world. I don't know what happened at home." Zhang Chuanshu was very anxious, but he had no reason to run away. Although

The door is always open, but if the disciple leaves, he will be chased back by the monks. How can he save his face by then?

A man lives first for face, second for money, and third for women. If he doesn’t even give up face, he is no longer a man. Zhang Chuanshu considers himself a tough guy, so he would rather die here than die in a hurry.

Don't run away rashly

This also means that if the Shaolin Bronze Man Formation is not broken, he will not be able to come out of the mountain in an upright manner! Zhang Chuanshu also became more and more depressed as he thought about it. Pu Sheng also saw Zhang Chuanshu's mentality, so he said: "Wukong, are you still there?

There is an unfinished relationship with the mortal world.”

"I came in as a lay disciple. Naturally, I have many earthly connections that are difficult to understand. If they are all resolved, then why should I be a lay disciple?"

"In other words, you will not stay in the temple after all, but will definitely come out?"

"Yes, I can't be a monk all my life. I will definitely go out and realize my ideal."

"In this case, we can no longer use the rules of Shaolin disciples to ask you. I have decided to relax the requirements on you," Pu Sheng said

"Relax the requirements? What do you mean?"

"I give you permission to break into the 18th Bronze Man Formation in three days!"


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