In the early morning, the sun rises from the east.
Ah Cheng woke up slowly from his trance, rubbed his hands together, and then pressed them on his face. The warm temperature in his palms made his cheeks, which had been exposed to the cold wind all night, feel comfortable and soft. He slowly opened his eyes, and kept massaging his body with his hands.
, after meditating for so long, he still had to pay attention to the transportation of blood energy. Only when his whole body was warmed up, he slowly opened his double lotus and stood up from the futon.
At this time, his eyebrows warmed slightly, and a white-lined epiphyllum seal appeared. Ah Cheng closed his eyes and concentrated his thoughts in his mind. Suddenly, a strong middle-aged man appeared in front of him, which was left to him by his father.
message.
"You cook the meal first, then bring a pot of water to the field and put it on the field edge. Don't forget to go to class. Your master told me that you have made rapid progress recently. Don't be proud, okay?
Know……"
Ah Cheng listened silently to his father's ramblings, did not reply to the message, and withdrew from the Pure Land.
People are born with the ability to feel the Pure Land. This is a gift from Bodhisattva. Through the Pure Land, people who are familiar with each other can send messages to each other. Other than that, it is not a big deal. It is said that a long time ago, when the heaven and earth first opened, people could
Through in-depth links through the Pure Land, not only can messages be conveyed, but also will and power can be conveyed. Everyone can share the blessings and share the hardships. However, it is just a legend.
Ah Cheng went to prepare breakfast, boiled a pot of white porridge, then took a few salty bamboo shoots from the pickle jar, washed off the salt on the surface, cut them into diced bamboo shoots, and mixed them with sesame oil to serve as a snack.
Sitting behind the stove and watching the fire, Ah Cheng did not waste any time. Taking advantage of the bright red light of the firewood, he took out the classics and read them.
There are fourteen sects in the world, and they have opened fourteen academies, not only in good and evil stars, but also in various places. People can choose different academies to practice martial arts, and they can learn up to
If you want to further study the seventh-level skills, you have to go to the sect.
Ah Cheng chose the academy of the Wuliang Vajra Sect. He admired the sect's founder, a man named Li Dingxun.
It is said that he is a master of vajra-like martial arts, and there is no one like him among the tens of millions of vajra warriors in the world. He is truly a macho man who can stand upright with his fists and break boulders from his chest.
Ah Cheng hopes that he can also become a strong man.
Unfortunately, he is the thinnest one in the academy.
So, he told others that he wanted to be a bookish person, not a bald donkey.
Therefore, his dean, who he called a muscular bald ass, had a strong opinion of him.
Ah Cheng was punished for his rude words and was punished with an endorsement.
"Shuo Shu, Shuo Shu... Oh, it's burnt!" Ah Cheng smelled a faint smell of paste, and quickly opened the lid of the pot. There was a pot of good porridge, full of white rice, and the water hadn't boiled yet.
, but the bottom was already a little burnt, so Ah Cheng kept stirring it with a spoon, while holding the Book of Songs in one hand and reciting it crazily.
For the time being, young Acheng's dream is to become a macho man with a photographic memory.
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The food in the college's cafeteria is always sumptuous, and Ah Cheng is happy to eat here. He and his father are obsessed with farming, and no one in the family has outstanding cooking skills.
Also eating together was Azhi, who was much bigger than Acheng and had a much larger appetite.
"A Cheng, how is your meditation practice now?"
"Swallow the rice before you talk, okay." Ah Cheng wiped the rice grains from his face. Azhi's front teeth were knocked out. Before the doctor made dentures for him, he couldn't talk or eat.
"Forgot."
Ah Cheng eats slowly and leisurely. His father is a person who pays great attention to table manners. He can't even talk when eating at home, but the father and son have nothing to communicate with.
Ah Cheng likes to chat in the cafeteria, and his father likes to chat in the Pure Land. Everyone is talkative sometimes.
In addition to teaching poetry and martial arts, the academy's courses also have other special features.
Buddhism is taught in Vajra Academy and Shaolin Academy.
Ranshan Academy teaches academic mathematics and miscellaneous subjects.
The Swordsmithing Academy teaches blacksmithing.
Xuan Nu Academy teaches music.
Baihua Academy teaches medical skills.
The Five Immortals Academy teaches poison techniques.
Kongsang Academy teaches poisoning and medical skills.
Fulongtan College teaches cooking.
Wudang Taoism.
Yuan Shan taught Taoism and Buddhism.
Emei also taught Taoism and Buddhism.
Jieqing College teaching mathematics.
The Lion School is more powerful. These reckless men have no education, so they just do some acrobatics, such as lion dance, dragon dance, chest crushing of boulders...
By the way, Li Dingxun, the founder of the Diamond Sect, is a member of the Lion Sect, so maybe Chest Breaking is a traditional show.
Each sect has its own style, and this style has undoubtedly continued in various colleges.
Originally, Ah Cheng was very fond of the Lion School, but as a result, he was afraid that he would become a folk artist, so he decided to go to the Bald Donkey School.
Today's Buddhism is still dominated by Heart Zen, which originated from Bodhisattvas. There are various branches and schools, but they are all supplements to Heart Zen. Different paths will lead to the same goal.
Azhi scratched his head and said, "A-Cheng, I can't get into concentration lately. Why?"
"You should ask Master, not me."
"But Master asked me to ask you."
"That's because you are too stupid and Master is too lazy to teach you."
"What?!" Azhi was shocked.
Ah Cheng caught a glimpse of a group of monks in monk's robes walking in from the door of the cafeteria. They all walked steadily and had bulging temples. They were also good players in the world.
"It's Senior Brother Sanji." Azhi looked in admiration. The Sanji he was talking about was the leader of this group of monks. These monks in robes were all disciples who were favored by the sect. Compared with their colleges, their level was higher.
It's much higher.
"Don't envy others, you can also go to our sect in the future."
"There are people who go to our sect every year, but there is only one, Brother Sanji." Azhi really admires Sanji.
He is enthusiastic, good at martial arts, and popular with people. He has a new master in the sect and is said to have a very high status. Among the students of these years, Sanchi is the best.
He only walked a few steps in the cafeteria and was greeted by countless students.
If it weren't for the fact that the Vajra Sect Academy only accepts male disciples, Senior Brother Sanchi would probably be surrounded by school girls every day.
The Vajra Sect's exercises are indeed beneficial to men, but they are not so friendly to women.
Ah Cheng stared at the large piece of barbecue on the dinner plate, thinking that this was the future of his life. Everywhere he looked he looked at the shiny muscles.
Even someone as powerful as Senior Brother Sanji can only stay among the men. Not to mention a newbie like him, who will not even get the chance to be a hero when he walks around the world in the future.
For the time being, young Acheng's dream is to become stronger and then become a hero to save beauties.
