"What? You want me to become a monk? This is not a joke!"
Wu Ming's eyes widened and he suspected that he had heard wrongly. Summit 23S.
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"Amitabha, it is so good that the donor has the root of wisdom and has a predestined relationship with my Buddha. He should enter my empty door, learn the true sutras, and save all sentient beings!"
The path of wisdom and treasure.
"Master, my six impure roots and naughty temperament make me afraid of polluting the pure land of Buddhism!"
Wu Ming declined politely.
"Donors don't need to worry too much. The Buddha will save the destined person and eliminate all three thousand worries. You should be able to keep your six roots pure and focus on the Buddha!"
Hui Xing advised.
"Ahem, my body, hair and skin are all due to my parents. I, the Buddha, are merciful. I will never let this kid become an unfilial person!"
Wu Ming's face was straight and unmoved.
"The filial piety of the benefactor is commendable. If you enter my Buddhist temple, you can accumulate virtue by chanting sutras and chanting Buddha every day for your kindness, and you will reach bliss early!"
Wisdom leads to the right path.
Wu Ming's eyes twitched slightly, and he cursed in his heart, what kind of international joke are you kidding!
After all the hard work, he finally became a monk and was too embarrassed to see anyone!
Ke Huixing's coming here must represent the attitude of Shaolin Temple. If he does not become a monk, there may be no hope for the "Marrow Cleansing Sutra"!
He never expected that Shaolin Temple, one of the majestic ancestral temples of the Zen sect, would actually act rogue.
It stands to reason that in a game overt and covert, he has the upper hand. This shouldn't be the case!
"I'm sorry, kid, but even if I have a predestined relationship with the Buddha, it's better to keep these three thousand worries!"
In an instant, the thought of seeking the "Marrow Cleansing Sutra" dropped to freezing point, and I packed my bags and prepared to leave.
No matter what, he will not become a monk.
Hui Xing didn't rush him, and stood aside with a pleasant look. He didn't stop him either, but the smile flashed in his eyes.
"Master, this hairless person can also be a lay disciple. After completing his art, he can grow his hair and go down the mountain, right?"
Suddenly, Wu Ming's eyes lit up and his hands moved.
“What the donor said is true!”
Hui Xing looked slightly stiff and nodded.
"You can have this!"
Wu Ming put down his luggage happily, cursing secretly in his heart, "Okay, the old monk is not honest at all, he dares to fool the uncle!"
"Now that the benefactor has made a decision, he will give his personal belongings to the poor monk and follow Brother Huiku to the outer courtyard to be ordained and enter the temple!"
Hui Xing's temples jumped suddenly, and he suppressed the urge to beat Wu Ming violently in his heart, pointing at the luggage and the kitten.
"These are just a change of clothes. Although the kitten is a monster, it will never hurt anyone in the temple!"
Wu Ming frowned slightly.
"This is the rule in the temple. After entering the temple, you should cut off all ties with the world so as not to be contaminated by foreign things. Even lay disciples should abide by it!"
Huixing shook his head and said.
"Master, are you sure you want to do this?"
Wu Ming narrowed his eyes, with an unknown light flashing in his eyes.
The rest is easy to say. It is not an exaggeration to say that the lotus lantern in the bag is worth one's fortune and one's life. How could it be kept by someone else?
"Donor, the state has national laws and the temple has temple rules. As a member of the Buddhist sect, we should always keep these in mind."
Huixing's heart skipped a beat and he insisted.
He was wondering in his heart. As a majestic master with a firm Buddhist heart, how could he be moved by the eyes of a young man?
"In this case, I should abide by it. However, I also met several eminent monks in the temple for more than a month.
The day before yesterday, when I was walking along the cliff, I came across a Zen master. His words and deeds made the boy shocked and yearned for him.
If you don't mind, Master, I would like to say goodbye to this Zen Master before going to the outer courtyard, so that I can leave my luggage and kitten with me.
Come to think of it, doesn’t this violate the temple rules?”
Wu Ming said calmly.
"this……"
Hui Xing was stunned and didn't know what to do for a moment.
Given his status, of course he knew who the blind monk was.
Moreover, the story of the blind monk's failure has spread among the high-level officials in the temple. Who dares to trouble his old man for such a trivial matter?
"If the master doesn't say anything, I'll take it as your acquiescence!"
Wu Ming didn't wait for his answer and mentally conveyed the order to the kitten.
Ouch!
The kitten growled, picked up the bag, rushed out of the door, and disappeared into the courtyard in the blink of an eye!
Hui Xing's hand paused in the air. He didn't know what he thought of, but he didn't stop him after all.
With his level of cultivation, he could easily stop it and even immobilize a kitten.
But under his Buddha eyes, which have been practiced for many years, the kitten's body shimmered with a faint golden light like Buddha's clothes, and he really didn't dare to move rashly!
That day, the monks chanted sutras and the power of faith came to bear on him. The kitten received great benefits, not just an improvement in his cultivation.
This Buddha's light, in the eyes of Buddhists, is nothing more than a symbol of the Buddhist spiritual beast that protects the Dharma!
In other words, although today's Xiaomao is not officially recognized by the Shaolin Temple, he can still be regarded as a half-Buddhist Dharma Protector, equivalent to a demon clan spiritual official appointed by the imperial court!
In addition, it was written by a blind monk. Although it is not as good as Wu Ming's Udumbara Flower, it is no less than a gold medal for avoiding death.
If there is no reason, people in Buddhism will never take action against him easily, not even to stop him!
Unless you consider yourself to be above the blind monk in Buddhist cultivation!
But how could such a being attack a general-level tiger demon?
"Amitabha, very good! Donor, please call back your demon pet and don't disturb my uncle's Qingxiu."
Thinking of this, Hui Xing smiled bitterly and pronounced the Buddha's name, his eyes pausing at Wu Ming's heart.
"Since I'm going to the outer courtyard and I won't be able to come back in a short time, I want to say goodbye to some of the masters in the temple!"
When Wu Ming saw that it was good, he accepted it and thought of calling the kitten back. He did not make other special requests just because the Buddha flower was with him.
"Does the donor want to see Huineng? Yesterday, the Discipline Academy issued a decree and expelled him from Shaolin!"
Huixing said calmly.
"What?"
Wu Ming's expression froze for a moment, with a look of shock in his eyes, and then he fell silent, with a bitter look on his face, and said, "Thank you, master, for telling me. In that case, I will go to the outer courtyard now! However, I have some vegetarian pastries, please pass them on to me, master!"
So, Wu Ming handed all the remaining cakes in Long Yi to Hui Xing, and left the Shaolin Temple with Hui Ku who was waiting outside.
…
"What do the great monks want to do? Huineng, Huineng, where have you been?"
On the way down the mountain, Wu Ming felt quite complicated.
After all the tricks and efforts, I haven't even touched the shadow of the "Marrow Cleansing Sutra", but I have to sacrifice my hair first. No matter what, I feel like I'm losing money!
Thinking of Huineng who was expelled from the temple, I felt a little unhappy!
Although he talked about cause and effect, he didn't know that it was him who had his own way and forcibly dragged Huineng into this game with Shenxiu and Shaolin Temple!
If not, Hui Neng would still be in the kitchen, happily serving as a fire-headed monk, and being loved and supported by the novice monks!
Hui Ku on the side said nothing, with a cold and fierce face full of anger, which added a bit of majesty.
"Does the donor regret it?"
Arriving at the Shaolin Temple in the outer courtyard halfway up the mountain, Hui Ku suddenly said.
Wu Ming's eyes flashed slightly, and he couldn't help but look at Hui Ku, feeling that there was something in the other person's words.
Not only was it asked whether he regretted his decision to have his hair cut off, but it also seemed to be questioning, did he regret pulling Hui Neng into the whirlpool like this?
Ask yourself, the answer is yes!
He was a great monk with both virtue and virtue. To such a person, no matter how thick-skinned Wu Ming was, he would not be able to say anything without regrets!
Seeing that he didn't speak, Hui Ku shook his head slightly and strode forward. He quickly passed through the Zen courtyards and came to a majestic palace with precious treasures - the Mahavira Palace!
There were already dozens of monks of different ages waiting solemnly, as if they were well prepared.
"Disciple pays homage to Master Xuan'an!"
Hui Ku took the lead and saluted the leader, an old monk wearing a gold-threaded red robe.
"Is this the donor Wu Ming?"
Xuan An nodded.
"Young man Wu Ming, I have met the abbot!"
Wu Ming quickly stepped forward to greet him.
This old monk looks ordinary, but in fact he is the abbot of the outer courtyard of Shaolin Temple. Unexpectedly, he was just ordained for him, but he was invited to do so!
"good!"
Xuan An's dying eyes looked Wu Ming up and down, and nodded warmly.
"Brother, let's start!"
The path of wisdom and suffering.
"Amitabha, I am the Buddha above. Only Wu Ming, an ordinary person, entered my Buddhist door and gave up three thousand worries. My disciple Xuan An ordained him!"
Xuan'an first recited a profound scripture and then solemnly bowed to the Buddha statue.
"kneel!"
The monks chanted sutras and shouted silently.
Wu Ming raised his eyebrows and sat down cross-legged without kneeling down.
"You bastard, how can you be so rude?"
Hui Ku's face darkened and he scolded sternly.
Xuan An frowned slightly, with a look of surprise in his eyes.
"Amitabha, Buddha didn't ask me to kneel!"
Wu Ming said calmly.
How is it possible to be forced to become a monk, and yet he is asked to kneel before a pile of clay sculptures even though he already has a lot of money in his heart?
"Nephew, there is no need to be angry. Donor Wu's innocent childlike innocence is very valuable, so let's get tonsured like this!"
Xuan An pondered for a moment, stopped Hui Ku with a smile, took out a dark blue borrowed knife, rubbed the top of Wu Ming's head with one hand first, while silently reciting the sutra, and waved it gently on Wu Ming's head.
rustle!
There was no contact with the blade, and strands of black hair fell down, blocking the corners of Wu Ming's eyes that had been twitching.
"Hmph, these bald donkeys can't afford to lose. They forced me to give up three thousand worries. If you don't give me the Marrow Cleansing Sutra, you won't be able to blame me!"
When Wu Ming appeared with a bald head, no one knew that beneath his calm expression, he was secretly showing anger.
"Now that you have entered our Buddhist sect, even if you are a lay disciple, you should strictly abide by the temple rules and precepts and not rashly engage in ordinary thoughts. I now give you the Dharma title..."
Xuan'an put down the razor and took out a light blue jade certificate from the tray beside him.
"etc."
Before he could finish speaking, Wu Ming said suddenly.
"Wu Ming, remember your identity and become a lay disciple. Senior Brother Xuan'an is your master. How can you be so rude?"
The veins on Hui Ku's forehead twitched slightly, as if he couldn't suppress his anger.
"Say it!"
Xuan An was not angry and nodded with a slight smile.
"There is a saying in Buddhism that all living beings are equal. The abbot ordained me, and I am very grateful. But after giving me the title of Dharma, don't I have to call Shenxiu uncle or master when I see him in the future? What is the difference between this and ranking based on seniority? So,
It’s okay if you don’t chant this Dharma name!”
Wu Ming smiled.
"Imaginative words and distorted the meaning of Buddhism!"
Hui Ku was furious.
"The donor has deep roots of wisdom, but his understanding is too superficial. Even if he doesn't use the Dharma name, he still has to have a title, right?"
Xuan An waved his hands, still looking warm.
"I'll come and go naked, so why should I care? Isn't it just a name? Just call me Wuming!"