After saying that, the lone wolf raised his head and walked out of the temple gate. After confirming that no one was watching him, the guy ran away and ran into the woods in the back mountain. Then he laughed wildly: "You made a profit, you made a profit.
Haha... Let's see who dares to say that I am as stupid as a husky! I am so smart! Haha..."
The other people in Yizhi Temple gathered together and stood at the gate, looking at the back of Lone Wolf Juechen and walking away. They always felt that something was wrong with this matter!
Xianyu touched his chin and said, "Tell me, is he angry or not? He's not trying to trick us, right?"
But it’s useless to ask this question. Compensation has been promised, and all that’s left is to wait for compensation.
Several guys shook their heads and dispersed, but they were always thinking about this...
Fang Zheng didn't pay much attention to the affairs of several disciples. In Fang Zheng's view, this was just a little spice in the monastery and a little fun in life. Just like him, when he was a child, he often caused trouble to Yizhi Zen Master.
Son. Of course, he was also beaten less, but now, when I look back and think about those things, they are full of happy memories...
Fang Zheng subconsciously picked up the photo of Zen Master Yi Zhi and muttered: "Dad Yi Zhi, I really hope you come back and beat me up again..."
Unfortunately, Zen Master Yizhi was destined not to answer him.
After closing the door, Fang Zheng took out the green brocade cassock from the bottom of the box and put it on his body.
The next moment, his whole body turned green...
Fang Zheng didn't dislike it either. He looked in the mirror and muttered, "Not to mention, this cassock is actually pretty good-looking... It's a pity that my head is also green."
Shaking his head, Fang Zheng stopped thinking about it and said to the system: "Brother System, the lottery has been won!"
"Are they combined and pumped together?" the system asked.
Fang Zheng said: "It is necessary, remember to double the reward for me! You said it yourself, this time it will definitely be a top-notch treasure!"
"Is there a lottery?" the system asked.
Fang Zheng said: "Pump!"
"Ding! Congratulations on obtaining the magical power: the inheritance seal!"
When Fang Zheng heard this, he was stunned!
"Inheritance Seal? What is this?" Doubts flashed through Fang Zheng's mind, but he immediately began to check the specific information.
Inheritance seal: magical power, one of the Buddhist seals. After the inheritance seal is successfully cultivated, it is sealed into the bloodline and calls itself a method. All potential methods written, written, painted, and passed on will be marked with the bloodline mark. All methods can be
The inheritance can be withdrawn and controlled freely! At the same time, a certain bloodline can be designated as the inheritor, and others will not be able to inherit the method.
Fang Zheng understood a little bit when he saw this. This seemed to be a way to use the inheritance seal to put the seal on what he said, the skills he taught, etc., and then set the permissions so that whoever he wanted could see it, and even
Deprive the relevant memories of those who have seen it at any time, and take back all the dharma that has been passed down.
But, what is the use of this thing?
"System, this thing you gave me seems useless!" Fang Zheng shouted.
It's a pity that the system ignored him at all.
Fang Zheng shouted twice more, always feeling that he had suffered a big loss this time! But the system was pretending to be dead, what could he do?
Fang Zheng pondered the use of this magical power for a while, but sadly found out that it was useless! Fang Zheng finally shook his head and said with a wry smile in his heart: "What a big loss!"
After taking off his monk's robe and stuffing it under the box again, Fang Zheng walked out of the meditation room with an unhappy look on his face.
At this moment, all the disciples are busy outside, the lone wolf is patrolling the mountain, and there are people littering the mountain, cutting down trees, breaking bamboos and so on. Red Boy and Monkey are receiving pilgrims.
Xianyu once again found his place on the altar table and was pelted with money...
The squirrel is on the tree, checking the situation of all the pilgrims in Yizhi Temple. It can be regarded as a small camera.
Since there was nothing to do, Fang Zheng simply decided to go out and take a look. After all, as the host, he couldn't always stay away...
As a result, as soon as Fang Zheng went out, he immediately regretted it. As soon as the pilgrims saw him, their eyes suddenly lit up. They immediately rushed up, took photos, and asked various questions...
Fang Zheng discovered for the first time that his mouth was shorter!
However, he was very concerned about the questions someone asked, such as...
"President Fang Zheng, you stopped the medical lectures, so will you continue to hold classes in the future? If you start classes, how do you plan to hold them?" someone asked.
Fangzheng was stunned, medical lecture? These people didn’t ask, he himself had almost forgotten...
But this is indeed a problem. He knows too much knowledge in the medical field, and it cannot be taught in three days or two. But, do you want to hold classes again? Thinking about the negative impact caused last time, it is still considered
Alright.
So Fang Zheng said: "There are no plans to start classes yet. Maybe when the time is right, we will start classes again."
At the same time, Fang Zheng was thinking about ways to crack it, spread knowledge, and save all sentient beings. These are all great merits!
It's like he taught carpentry skills, and now this skill provides him with some merit every day. Because those people rely on the skills he taught them to eat and survive!
But medical skills are different. This not only allows some people to eat, but also saves more people in a fundamental sense!
Thinking of this, Fang Zheng had the idea of publishing a book for the first time.
With this thought, Fang Zheng suddenly remembered something, and then said ecstatically: "I understand! Fortunately, I didn't return it, this is a real treasure!"
Fangzheng was in ecstasy, and he quickly said goodbye to the pilgrims, saying that he had understood something, and then walked away.
When everyone saw this, they looked at each other, but then they smiled, and no one blamed Fang Zheng.
It must be said that in China, since ancient times, among the capable people and strangers, who is not a master with a weird temper? Compared with those weird people in history, Fang Zheng is considered normal.
Fang Zheng hurriedly ran to the backyard, took out his pen, ink, paper and inkstone, spread out a large piece of rice paper, picked up the pen and started writing in small regular script. As soon as he started writing, he felt something different. The blood in his body was actually flowing faster.
And he clearly felt that a strange power was continuously injected into the words as he wrote.
Fang Zheng knows that this is the bloodline seal! To put it simply, it is just an encryption method. After encryption, this thing can be seen by whoever Fang Zheng wants to see it. If he wants you to remember it, you can remember it.
, you can take it back if you want!
In this way, Fang Zheng is not afraid that what he writes will be used by thieves with ulterior motives. He can finally let go and teach what he has learned!
While writing, he was a little excited. This was something that would be published and passed down to the world! As long as he wrote it, he was sure to be famous throughout the ages! This is something that many people cannot do in their lifetime!
At this moment, the squirrel saw Fang Zheng busy in the backyard. He came over curiously and asked, "Master, what are you doing?"