"Junior brother, don't worry. Although I am no longer in charge of the issuance and arrangement of Zhikeyuan tasks, I still know how to select these tasks and the tips for them!"
In the corner of Zhike Courtyard, fat Zhijuan was smiling and bragging to several young lay disciples. Top 23S.
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If anyone is familiar with him here, he will definitely find that he has lost twice as much weight as he did a year ago, and his eyes are much brighter than before.
"Senior brother, we want to go to Funiuling to collect Poria cocos. I wonder which place is easier?"
"Senior brother, I heard that Qi realm disciples are now allowed to go outside Fulong Bay. I want to get some Chen Yin mud. Is it dangerous?"
"Senior brother, you..."
All of a sudden, these lay disciples, who were as young as fifteen or sixteen and as old as thirteen or nineteen, all started asking questions with gleaming eyes.
Of course, what is different from the past is that there is no one to give gifts right away.
"Well..."
Zhijuan rubbed his hands and showed his signature smile. Suddenly his smile froze, his whole body trembled, and he looked at the opposite side with a look of shock and anger in his small eyes.
"Senior Brother Zhichuan, long time no see. How are you doing?"
Wu Ming walked up and said hello naturally.
"Who is he? Why hasn't he shaved his head and still has a cat?"
Just like before, everyone who saw Wu Ming's "weird" outfit looked sideways and pointed.
Fortunately, Zhihuan is in a bad situation now, and the place he chose is relatively remote, so not many people noticed.
"Junior brothers, let's talk here!"
Zhichuan didn't give Wu Ming a good look and led a few people to the other side.
"Well, you brothers, I'm afraid you don't know. Our senior brother Zhichuan has just been punished by the Discipline Academy for accepting bribes and lining his own pockets. I advise you..."
Wu Ming pointed out bluntly.
After hearing this, everyone changed their colors and dispersed in a hurry. The name of the Discipline Academy was really scary!
"Wu Ming, what do you want to do?"
Zhijuan looked extremely ugly, his fat face trembled and turned red with anger.
"Senior brother, you are so blinded by such little things. Your horizons are much lower than before!"
Wu Ming smiled and took out a jade bottle and handed it over.
"You... destroying people's wealth is like killing your parents. Don't think that you can make me forgive you!"
Zhihuan grabbed it in his hand and whispered viciously.
"I know what happened last time, and I feel quite guilty, so I came here to apologize to my senior brother!"
Wu Ming said seriously.
"Humph, apologize? Will you admit your mistake?"
Zhihuan gave him a cold look.
Is there anything more arrogant in the world than writing poems that insult Buddha on the wall of the Zhike Courtyard?
Even if I beat him to death, he wouldn't believe it. The person who did such a crazy thing would admit his mistake!
If it weren't for Wu Ming, he wouldn't be where he is today. Even if he wasn't kicked out of Zhikeyuan, his status would still be far lower than before.
Even several newly recruited juniors dared to ride on his head and make sarcastic remarks!
"To be honest, senior brother, it is precisely because I realized my mistake that I have a business and want to introduce it to my senior brother to make up for my mistakes that day! Of course, if senior brother doesn't believe it, I have no choice but to take advantage of others!"
Wu Ming sighed, turned around and left with a hint of regret.
"Wait!"
A bright light flashed in Zhihuan's eyes, he looked around cautiously, pulled Wu Ming behind the tree, and said with a stern face, "To tell you the truth, senior brother, I am different from the past. Even if I still have some connections, it is impossible."
Then I’ll sell you the original copy of the secret knowledge!”
"Senior brother, I have misunderstood. I am not here to seek the original copy of the secret knowledge!"
Wu Ming laughed secretly, but his face was serious.
"Oh, tell me what the deal is!"
Zhihuan breathed a sigh of relief and pretended not to care.
"Nine Difficulties Tower is about to reopen!"
Wu Ming whispered.
"Nine Difficulties Tower? What the hell?"
Zhihuan originally thought it was something important and mysterious, but at first glance, he couldn't remember what it was.
"Ahem, senior brother, don't you know that besides exchanging good deeds, there is another way for lay disciples to acquire Shaolin's secret knowledge, which is to climb into the Nine Difficulties Pagoda to refine one's mind!"
Wu Ming coughed dryly to cover up his embarrassment and said in a deep voice.
"Nine Difficulties Tower to refine the heart? What?"
Zhihuan thought about it carefully. After a while, he felt a violent burst all over his body, and his fat body was rippled. He grabbed Wu Ming's shoulder and shook it. He said, "What you said is that one step will lead to disaster, one step will train one's heart, and one step will make progress."
The true scripture, the Tower of Nine Difficulties known as the Nine Nine and Eighty-one Difficulties?"
"Ahem, senior brother, be gentle, be gentle!"
Wu Ming felt his whole body trembling, trying not to faint from the shock.
Fortunately, there was no one else here, otherwise if someone heard me, they would think something indescribable had happened.
What shocked him was that the seemingly harmless fat monk in front of him turned out to have a very good level of cultivation.
At the very least, from the shaking force that can easily make his physical body unbearable, we can conclude that his physical strength is definitely far superior to his!
"It's impossible. The Nine Difficulties Tower was closed three hundred years ago. How could it suddenly reopen without warning?"
Zhihuan murmured to himself, actually losing his mind because of it.
"Senior brother, do you know why the Nine Difficulties Tower is closed?"
The speaker was unintentional, but the listener was intentional. Wu Ming's eyes flashed and he asked casually.
"I heard that back then... well, why are children asking about these old things?"
Zhihuan answered subconsciously, then suddenly changed his words, impatiently gave him a lesson, and then asked with a straight face, "Are you sure the Nine Difficulties Tower has reopened?"
"To be honest, senior brother, I just came back from Nine Difficulties Tower!"
Wu Ming flicked his right hand on his chest and took out an ordinary shoulder pole, which was exactly what was in the Nine Difficulties Tower.
Of course, whether it was a broom, a bucket, or even an urn containing water, he had already packed it in Longyi.
I have long discovered that these are not ordinary things, so there is no reason to let them go.
As shameless as he is, he naturally doesn't think there's anything wrong with the act of plundering others, and instead calls it a bit of interest in the name of it!
"No...junior brother has already practiced the "Marrow Cleansing Sutra"?"
Zhihuan instinctively didn't believe it, but suddenly his pupils shrank like needlepoints and he looked Wu Ming up and down, and slowly withdrew his fat hand.
"How did senior brother figure it out?"
Wu Ming frowned, his heart was shaken, and he was puzzled.
There was no way he could be seen through so easily even though he was covered by a dragon robe!
"To be honest, junior brother, I have also practiced the two classics of Yi Jin and Marrow Cleansing, but I couldn't stand the pain and gave up halfway!"
Zhihuan's fat face twitched, and a look of surprise appeared in his small eyes.
"I'm sorry for my poor eyesight, but I didn't expect that senior brother would have such an opportunity, but the process of cultivation is indeed extraordinary!"
Wu Ming's pupils shrank, and he was a little scared.
But Zhihuan also practiced the Second Classic, which is a bit surprising.
Just looking at his expression and character, it’s not that he can’t bear the pain, but that his six roots are not purified!
A year ago, what he did in Zhike Courtyard must have affected Zhichuan, but he was still able to stand here unscathed.
Regardless of his background or personal opportunities, I am afraid it is not simple!
"Junior brother, there is no need to flatter me. I know very well what my own virtues are!"
Zhijuan waved his hands angrily and said with a serious face, "Now that you have practiced the true scriptures, even if you are a half-Buddhist Dharma protector, even I can't wait for you, hey!"
This sigh is somewhat inexplicable and has some unclear meaning!
"No wonder the Shaolin Temple pushes left and right and refuses to teach the scriptures. It still has this meaning. If my relationship with Buddhism is also included, I'm afraid..."
Wu Ming's heart was shocked. He thought like this, but said, "Senior brother said that, it's a big deal. No matter what, we are a family now! As the saying goes, if one family does not speak the same language, this deal
It should be handed over to senior brother."
"Don't do this. Don't think that I don't know who you are. Although I have been demoted to a lay disciple, I am still a half-monk and have Buddha in my heart."
Zhihuan laughed angrily and bluntly pointed out that he had seen through Wu Ming.
"Hey, I know you can't hide it from your senior brother!"
Wu Ming smiled.
"Hmph, if you don't tell secrets in front of Mingren, tell me what the deal is!"
Zhihuan was not in a good mood.
"That's it, there are layers of difficulties in the Nine Difficulties Tower..."
Wu Ming's expression tightened and he whispered what he was thinking one by one.
"The method is a good one, but the Nine Difficulties Pagoda is created according to the Buddha Kingdom in the Palm. One person has one realm. Everyone who enters the tower will see different difficulties. Even if your experience is helpful,
It’s not that big!”
Zhihuan's expression changed for a while, and he finally figured out what Wu Ming wanted to do, but based on the little information he knew, a trace of disapproval appeared on his fat face.
"Senior brother, it is precisely because everyone's experiences are different that there is something going on here! As long as this is the case!"
Wu Ming snickered in a low voice.
"What? You...haven't you become a profit-seeking, stinky businessman?"
After hearing this, Zhi Chuan was astonished.
"What's the difference? Not to mention, does the temple charge money for incense? Does the temple run a bank? Does the temple have acres of real estate?"
Wu Ming smiled nonchalantly.
"But this is all for..."
Zhihuan said hesitantly.
"I know, it's all to maintain the daily operating expenses of the Shaolin Temple! But the Buddha only needs incense, and the disciples have to live!
You can't, you want the horse to run, but you don't give the horse grass, right? Senior brother, look at how many times you have lost weight, junior brother feels distressed just looking at it.
Amitabha, my Buddha is so merciful, how can you bear it?"
Wu Ming talked eloquently, and at the end, he patted Zhi Chuan's fat belly, and the fat rippled everywhere, just like his mood.
"But if you do this, after all..."
Zhihuan licked his dry lips.
"Senior brother, you are just giving guidance to those fellow disciples who are dedicated to worshiping Buddha and seeking military protection. They are grateful for your kindness and show their filial piety by doing small things!"
Seeing that the heat was almost done, Wu Ming said meaningfully.
"Okay, let's do it! Even if the Discipline Academy inquires, I will deduce that I am instructing my brothers to ask for martial arts and pray to the Buddha. They are willing to give it to me. I can't be a donkey's liver and lungs with good intentions!"
Zhihuan's eyes flashed, and he slapped Wu Ming hard on the shoulder, causing him to stagger.
"That's right! Senior brother, you see, junior brother, I have been away for a year and I don't even have a place to live. Is that right..."