Chapter 5 Little Jade Buddha
The turbulent thoughts disappeared, his mind was calm, he was not irritable or worried, Meng Qi gradually felt that the true energy was transformed, passing through the two meridians of Ren and Du, and condensed into gold and jade liquid on his upper and lower jaws respectively, and poured out a mouthful of clear and sweet " honeydew".
The "nectar" slowly soaks into the Ren channel and fills the acupoints according to Meng Qicun's thoughts.
If the body is deficient and the "nectar" is not sweet, it must be replenished through the transformation of true energy to strengthen the mind and body. Meng Qi's current condition shows that his body is in the best condition currently.
"This body seems to have completed the 'hundred days of foundation building'?" Meng Qi, a young novice monk who didn't like Buddhism very much, opened his eyes and thought about the situation just now. According to Uncle Xuan En's description, "he" should have passed it. During the "hundred days of foundation building" stage, you can start "meditating and accumulating energy".
However, Meng Qi thought about it and calmed down. The "hundred days of foundation building" completed in the past was in the past. If he wanted to go further on the road of martial arts, he must experience every step personally and not tolerate any jumps. Only in this way can he Go steadier and go further.
When Xuan En saw that a quarter of an hour had passed, he knocked on the wooden fish and woke everyone up with a ringing sound. Then he asked everyone one by one about the status of their meditation, including whether they could enter it and the quality of the "nectar" they generated, and gave them some guidance.
Finally, he nodded and said, "Everyone, try again after you go back. Let's start to read."
Opening the scripture for literacy in front of him, Meng Qi found to his surprise that he basically knew the characters on it.
This made him happy in his heart. At least he did not become illiterate and had to learn from scratch. Now he is enough to "dominate" the lecture hall!
"Pick up the brush and practice this calligraphy." Xuan En ordered.
The joy in Meng Qi's heart disappeared immediately. The last time he wrote calligraphy with a brush was when he was in elementary school. Sure enough, the characters he wrote were extremely ugly.
"You need more practice." Xuan En put his hands behind his back and passed by Meng Qi.
Meng Qi nodded dejectedly and was suddenly frightened. If Xuanzang saw this painting, would he suspect something? My body was probably born into a noble family, and I had even completed the "hundred days of foundation building". It was impossible that I hadn't practiced calligraphy since I was a child!
Opening his mouth with difficulty, Meng Qi felt that it was useless to explain to Xuan En. Instead, he wanted to cover it up, so he took the time to practice calligraphy. If Xuan Zang asked about it, it could be said that he was not used to the work of the courtyard at the beginning, and his arms were sore and weak. So the words don’t become words.
When it was almost noon, when Xuan En announced that all the novice monks could leave, Meng Qi quietly took away the white paper on which he practiced calligraphy, intending to destroy the body and eliminate any traces.
After lunch, Meng Qi, Zhenhui and others were arranged to clean various parts of the temple until the sun set.
After a hard day's work, Xuan Xin gathered everyone together again and continued to tell the story of his majesty in the world.
"...That's it for Shuiyue Temple. If you encounter them in the future, just keep a respectful distance from them. However, Jingang Temple is not on good terms with our Shaolin Temple, so you must be careful."
ah? Although the handyman monks had heard many anecdotes about the world and aristocratic families before they became monks, no one knew that the Shaolin Temple and the King Kong Temple, both of which were the four major Buddhist temples, had such a bad relationship that they needed to be careful!
Seeing their widened eyes, Xuanxin nodded with satisfaction and said: "Xue Dao Tu Tuo was originally a wild fox Zen, but he had a once-in-a-lifetime adventure and obtained the fifth form of the "Tathagata Divine Palm", from which he understood two fundamental methods. Founded the Vajra Temple lineage, so they have been coveting the third form of the "Tathagata Divine Palm" secretly preserved in Shaolin. They want to understand how to realize the "Tathagata Golden Body" through comparison. There are many secret conflicts between the two sects. "
"The golden body of Tathagata..." Meng Qi's brows twitched, feeling that this matter was a bit fantasy, and at the same time he was inexplicably enthusiastic.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door of the courtyard. Xuanxin jumped up in fright, looked there with fear, and blurted out: "Junior brother Xuanku, I didn't break the precepts..."
Before he finished speaking, his expression darkened: "Senior nephew, what are you doing in my yard?"
Meng Qi looked back and saw a relatively familiar little novice monk standing at the entrance of the temple. He was the child who entered the temple with himself, Zhenhui, Zhende and others. He was one of the two eldest, probably about 10 years old. Fifteen. When he was studying in the lecture hall today, he had a very congenial chat with the other novice monks in the courtyard, and there was no sign of discrimination.
It seems to be called "Zhenyong"? Meng Qi recalled his Buddhist title.
Zhenyong is a tall and thin man with an ordinary appearance, but when he smiles, he will reveal his full white teeth, which are particularly brilliant: "Uncle Xuanxin, I heard from several junior brothers that you are well-informed and know the martial arts allusions well. , and I love hearing about these things the most, so I came here rashly because of my impatience. Please forgive me and allow me to listen. "
At this time, the Wu Monk Academy can arrange its own time for "focusing and self-cultivation".
After being complimented by Zhenyong, Xuanxin seemed to be in high spirits again, and said with a smile on his face: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, just sit down and listen to the lecture. If you know more about the world, you won't suffer any disadvantages when you travel around the world in the future."
Zhenyong looked around, sat directly next to Meng Qi, and whispered: "Junior Brother Zhending, I didn't squeeze you, did I?"
"No." Meng Qi shook his head, feeling that the young novice Zhenyong's conversation was also mature beyond his years. At the age of fourteen or fifteen, he spoke like an adult scholar.
"Junior Brother Zhending, I think you seem to be able to read and form sentences. Please keep an eye on me in the future. You will be useful to me, but only by speaking." Zhenyong said with a familiar smile.
Meng Qi's heart moved, thinking that he was a monk from the Wu Monk Academy, he also smiled and replied: "It's a trivial matter, senior brother, why do you have to do this."
After a few words of conversation, the two of them seemed to have become close friends and regretted meeting each other so late.
Seeing this, Xuanxin coughed to quiet everyone down, and then continued: "In addition to the two fundamental methods of the Vajra Temple, what needs attention is their swordsmanship."
"Blood Blade Monk is a master of swordsmanship, and he has also comprehended some of the mysteries of the fifth style of the 'Tathagata Palm'. Therefore, the three swordsmanship he created after he achieved the 'Angry Vajra Dharmakaya' is the pinnacle of the world's swordsmanship. There are not many who can compare with them..."
His story made the monks beam with joy and their minds wander, but as they listened, they became a little depressed. Zhenyong immediately raised his hand and said: "Uncle Xuanxin, then my Shaolin has no swordsmanship that can compare with it?"
Yes, isn't my Shaolin martial arts known to be all-encompassing? The monks also have a sense of pride in their sect.
Xuan Xin sighed, "I don't have many Shaolin swordsmanship, but there is one that can rival these three. It is the 'Ananda Breaking Precepts Swordsmanship' among the 72 unique skills. They are all top-level skills that can communicate the laws of heaven and earth. Of course, you have to enter the 'external scene' realm to exert the true power of this swordsmanship." He roughly introduced this swordsmanship, and the monks were excited and yearning. "Okay, it's late at night, go back to your room and study hard." Xuan Xin yawned without image, and said indifferently at the end, "Actually, I'm not afraid of Junior Brother Xuan Ku, but the Miscellaneous Courtyard is under the jurisdiction of the Miscellaneous Courtyard, and I'm saving his face." He was still worried about the shock he had just had. "Really?" A mellow voice suddenly sounded at the door. Xuan Xin's face turned pale, and he quickly smiled and said, "Junior Brother Xuan Ku, I, I..." Xuan Ku had big ears and was still wearing a yellow monk's robe, but there was an extra string of brown-red Buddhist beads in his right hand. This is the same as what Meng Qi saw in the hands of the monk in the Discipline Courtyard during the day, except that one is dark yellow and the other is brown-red.
"Brother Xuanxin, I am no longer in the Miscellaneous Courtyard. I am currently the deacon monk in the Discipline Courtyard." Xuanku said seriously.
"No wonder you came here to inspect." Xuanxin deliberately changed the subject.
This is even more terrifying... Meng Qi secretly curled his lips. The unfeeling uncle Xuanku actually entered the Discipline Courtyard. If he is caught in the future...
Xuanku looked around the yard and nodded, saying, "Go back to your rooms, don't forget to work hard."
After returning to the Zen room, Meng Qi quietly took out the small jade Buddha and turned his back to Zhenying, Zhenguan and others to check it. He felt the touch was warm and a trace of coolness penetrated into the body, making his mind clear.
"What a rare treasure!" Meng Qi was delighted. He looked over and over again, hoping to find more secrets, but he never got any results. He had to calm down and stop thinking about these things. He began to try to enter a state of concentration. With the help of the small jade Buddha, this time he entered a state of concentration very easily.
After generating true qi, Meng Qi suddenly frowned, thought about it, and took down the small jade Buddha directly.
The first step in martial arts practice cannot rely on external objects. If it becomes a habit, it will be like walking with a cane in the future.
Without the small jade Buddha, Meng Qi's mind gradually became active. Fortunately, he had the previous two successful experiences. At this time, the moon was high in the sky and the night was quiet. He finally calmed down his mind, calmed down and gained tranquility, tranquility gave birth to wisdom, and wisdom gave birth to true qi.
After breathing in and out true qi and filling the acupoints, Meng Qi opened his eyes again after a full hour and a half. It was not that he did not want to continue practicing, but he had to ensure rest, otherwise carrying water and sweeping the floor tomorrow would consume a lot of physical strength.
As he had just finished the "self-cultivation in concentration", Meng Qi was refreshed and could not fall asleep for a while. He looked sideways and saw Zhenhui looking over. It seemed that he had just finished practicing.
"Junior brother, are you still awake?" Meng Qi's heart moved and he planned to tell him about the ways of the world.
Zhenhui nodded and said blankly: "It will be soon."
"Well, then I have to tell you something, some words..." Meng Qi began to talk a lot, but as he was talking, he found that Zhenhui's eyelids drooped, as if he was about to fall asleep.
He couldn't listen at all... Meng Qi's mouth twitched, frowned and thought, and soon thought of a good idea: "This guy seems to be very interested in Jianghu stories, so I can integrate the ways of the world into it!"
In fact, if he was not in a foreign land and alone, Meng Qi would not care whether others understood the ways of the world, but now, he wanted to use this method to relieve the depression of inexplicable time travel.
"Junior brother, I once heard a story about a great hero. Do you want to hear it?" Meng Qi asked with a smile.
Zhenhui's eyes opened and he nodded vigorously: "Thank you, senior brother!"
This guy always speaks so out of tune... Meng Qi scratched his bald head, looked at the bright moon outside the window, and said in a ethereal voice: "A long, long time ago, there was a Taoist priest named Qiu Chuji who passed by a place called Niujia Village..."
This story seemed to bridge two worlds, making Meng Qi intoxicated for a while, forgetting that he was just telling a story to Zhenhui.
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Three months later, Meng Qi's body grew taller, and the "100-day foundation building" was only half completed due to lack of time.
And the young monk Zhenhui admired Meng Qi more and more because of his exciting and exciting "jianghu stories", and almost obeyed his words.
However, Meng Qi still did not get the opportunity to leave the errand yard and enter the martial monks' yard.
"Junior brother Zhending, where are you going?" Zhenyong walked into the errand yard and happened to see Meng Qi and Zhenhui holding brooms and preparing to go out. It was just after lunch.
Meng Qi replied a little excitedly: "Master Xuanxin arranged for us to clean the Sutra Library."
Speaking of this, Meng Qi had an unexpected surprise. After lunch just now, Xuanxin ordered himself and Zhenhui to clean the Sutra Pavilion, and said that it would belong to both of them in the future.
Although Xuan Xin made it clear that they were only responsible for the lower two floors where Buddhist scriptures were stored, and senior monks would clean the upper floors, Meng Qi couldn't help but get excited. The Sutra Pavilion is rumored to store the seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin! There are so many martial arts and fantasy stories where people get adventures!
"I wonder if the Palm of the Tathagata, the Sutra of Changing Tendons, the Moko Demon Subduing Fist, and the Great Dream Sutra are in the Sutra Pavilion..." Meng Qi thought while wandering around the world.