I Signed in at Shaolin for Ten Thousand Years

Of course, it's useless to think so much now.

Fahui only knows that it is hard to get this opportunity, and she must work harder in the future to get the approval of the "Master Kongwen"!

"Master, I understand. From now on, I will work hard and dare not disappoint Master Kongwen Patriarch's expectations!" Fa Hui said firmly.

"That's right, children can be taught..."

Master Xuanzheng was very pleased. Among the disciples of this generation, I am afraid that Fahui is really the best.

I must also work hard to cultivate him, so that he can succeed Buddhism and promote Shaolin in the future!

"By the way, master. What happened to the senior brother who trespassed in the inner courtyard yesterday?" At this moment, Fa Hui suddenly asked.

Hearing this, Xuanzheng shook his head indifferently: "It's not a big deal. A monk named Fajie from the Monk Academy had some conflicts with Fazang, a servant monk from the Sutra Pavilion of the Temple of Miscellaneous Workers. I went to take revenge at night, but maybe I lost my way and unintentionally triggered the enchantment of Buddha's light. It became a joke."

"Fazang?"

When Fa Hui heard this name, she couldn't help frowning, and vaguely felt that his name seemed a little familiar.

However, I didn't care much.

"Then, how to deal with Senior Brother Fajie?" Fahui asked.

Xuanzheng said: "Fajie was handed over to the Discipline Academy. Brother Xuannan originally intended to abolish his martial arts and drive him out of the sect, but Junior Brother Xuankong interceded for him. In the end, it was the first violation of Fajie, and he did not have time to pay for it. These practices did not lead to any serious consequences. I was punished with eight hundred rods and faced a wall for a year."

"Isn't this a bit serious?" Fa Hui seemed frightened.

"Where is the seriousness? The most taboo thing in Shaolin Temple is to have evil intentions and fight with each other. Fahui, don't forget how the Jinlun Temple in the Western Region was born. In my opinion, that fellow should be expelled from the sect!" Xuan Xuan After confirming this, Fa Hui finally understood.

So, no wonder.

But at this moment, in the Discipline Academy of Shaolin Temple, accompanied by the sound of the rod being reprimanded, screams came out one after another.

In the Discipline Academy, a tall monk is receiving precepts. His face was ferocious, and he kept screaming, but deep in his eyes, there was a bit of resentment.

Half a day later, the 800-stick duty was over, and then the monks from the Discipline Academy sent him to the Dharma Cave in the back mountain.

The Bodhidharma Cave has nothing to do with the Bodhidharma Academy, but the place where the Patriarch Bodhidharma faced the wall.

However, since the death of Bodhidharma, this place has gradually become a precious place, and it has become a place where Shaolin disciples face the wall.

The Bodhidharma Cave is 90 meters high, and there are many inscriptions and Buddhist niches around the walls of the cave. There is enough dry food inside. There will be a handy monk to send supplies once a month.

"Fajie, from today onwards, you will face the wall of the Bodhidharma cave and think about it. You will be able to return to the monk's house after a year. From now on, don't be angry anymore, or I'm afraid I won't be able to keep you as a teacher." The monk in cassock said.

He is the first Master Xuan Kong of the Wu Monk Academy, and also the master of Fa Jie.

"Yes, disciple... Got it. Ouch... hiss!" Fa Jie hissed coldly, and lay on the ground clutching his buttocks.

"...The golden sore medicine is given to you, and I will go as a teacher. You have to take good care of it." A bit of unbearable color appeared in Master Xuankong's eyes, and then he put a bottle of golden sore medicine on the ground.

After Xuankong left, Fajie grabbed the golden sore medicine on the ground, swallowed it for external application, and then smashed the medicine bottle on the cave wall, smashing it to pieces: "Damn Shaolin Temple bald donkey, hypocritical, hypocritical!! I In the future, I will kill you all, one by one! Especially that little bald donkey named Fazang!"

That day, after Su Cheng ruined his good deed, the more he thought about it when he went back, the more angry he became, so he wanted to come out at night and go to the Sutra Pavilion to give Su Cheng a hard lesson.

Anyway, as long as he is ruthless, he will beat that little bald donkey into a dementia. No evidence,

Forgive them and they won't doubt themselves.

But who knew that just after he walked out of the monk's courtyard, before he had time to go to the Buddhist scripture pavilion, the Shaolin Temple was suddenly lit up, shining brightly. Then, he was pushed to the ground by a group of visiting monks...

If Xuankong hadn't begged for mercy on his behalf, he would have been expelled from the sect now. But even so, he didn't feel any gratitude to Master Xuankong, on the contrary, he felt that Master Xuankong was extremely hypocritical.

"Hateful!"

Fa Jie yelled at Da Modong, at this moment, he didn't seem to be thinking about his past. On the contrary, the resentment was so deep that even the remaining Buddha nature in his body was wiped out.

At this moment, in the depths of the Bodhidharma Cave, one after another karma gathered. Immediately, a gloomy voice sounded from inside the cave: "Jie Jie... After eight hundred years, this old man finally met another plastic talent..."

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On the second night, Su Cheng went to the Discipline Court, the Handy Service Court and the fasting rooms in the backyard of Shaolin Temple to sign in.

But nothing too good was obtained. The Academy of Disciplines obtained a black iron ruler. Although it is a good item, it is of little use to Su Cheng.

What the Handyman Yard got was even more ridiculous. It turned out to be a broom with Buddha's light. When sweeping the floor, there would be a faint light of Buddha. It can better sweep away dust and even karma...

Although this thing doesn't mean it's useless, does it really make me want to be a sweeping monk for the rest of my life?

As for the fasting rooms in each courtyard, they obtained a lot of herbal food and living things. However, even the traditional Chinese medicine chicken two years ago has not been extracted, let alone the live animal obtained now.

After the carpet-like sign-in in the middle courtyard and the backyard, Su Cheng started his ordinary life of cultivation again.

With the cultivation of "Golden Bell Cover" and "Iron Cloth Shirt" with the Body Refining Pill, this time his cultivation base improved even faster.

I thought that refining the body would be easier than refining qi, but in fact, it is much easier than I imagined to use real qi instead of internal force to train the acupoints and meridians.

Cold comes and summer goes, autumn goes and winter hides. In just one year, Su Cheng cultivated the golden bell cover iron cloth shirt to the Dacheng state, reaching the innate state.

You know, to reach the innate level in this grade is to be extremely talented. Not to mention the dual talents of refining qi and body, this is almost unique in the Jianghu!

Ordinary martial arts practitioners will choose one of Qi refining or body refining to practice. The reason for this is that there is no need. The meridians and three points will go in two different ways in the future.

If you practice together, although it is not impossible in theory, the efficiency is extremely low, which is equivalent to getting twice the result with half the effort. Basically, few people are willing to do this.

However, Su Cheng didn't know much about this. Therefore, he felt that body training would give him a sense of security, so he did it. Moreover, it only took one year to successfully do it!