Chapter 6: Mall system
was staring at everyone fiercely, Wang Sheng shuddered.
To tell the truth, the feeling of success in loading forks is indeed very cool, but he did not expect the master to be so enthusiastic and make such a big noise.
was so looked at by everyone, he was really unbearable.
"Amitabha." The abbot of Tiantai Sect opened again, and this time he looked at Wang Shengdao with a little emotion: "Man in the world, the law has no law, and then knows the illegal law; the world's things are gone, so why not."
"Senior brother, this time the Buddha question is over. Let the appraisal be given to the abbots. Lao Ting felt a little sentiment and retreated first. As for Master Xuan Zang's deliberation, he only needs to notify the temple to speak." He finished and straightened up. , Bid farewell to you, and lead people out of the Great Hall of Heroes.
The monks looked at him with a little envy. When they came to their realm, they said that there is real understanding. Although it is certainly not as good as Taoism, it is also a kind of accumulation.
"The Zen Buddhism is really a sign of great prosperity." The Tantra chairperson looked at Wang Sheng and also spoke with admiration.
He is equivalent to admitting Wang Sheng's qualification as a Buddha.
As soon as this remark came out, the young monks in the hall looked at Wang Sheng very enviously. The Tantrician had already agreed that he would become a Buddha. After that, as long as two abbots agreed, this young and disgraceful boy would become peace. The abbot has the same status as the Buddha.
Wang Sheng wondered, the old monk of Tiantai Sect, or the old bald donkey of Tantra, how could there be a tendency to change from the image of a bad person, and began to embrace him.
Don't wait for more abbots to speak, and at this moment the letter abruptly said, "Since Hui Hui, the young apprentice, has finished asking the Buddha, I have some important matters to discuss. According to Lao Guan, it is better to postpone the matter of the Buddha's vote temporarily."
The abbots in the hall were stunned, and then nodded thoughtfully. Zen seemed to not want the new Buddha to be too public.
After , because the abbots had to discuss important matters, all the younger disciples in the temple were sent out.
Wang Sheng also touched his head and walked out of the hall. In fact, he really wanted to stay here to inquire about how the Buddhism planned to rescue the Tang monks and apprentices. Is he sending a few bodhisattvas to come?
But there is no way, he is not a Buddha, and he has not enough status.
walked out of the hall with his brother. Wang Sheng noticed that many other monks around the temple were envious and even looked at him admiringly, which made him proud. The young man seemed to have the gift of being a monk.
"Brother, this is the pulp washing script that Master told me to pass on to you. You should take it away first." Brother Hongren suddenly heard a voice from the bottom of his heart, saying that his finger tapped on Wang Sheng's eyebrow.
Wang Sheng suddenly felt a lot of things in his mind, and his system page also changed.
"Character: Wang Sheng, the host of Wanjie Shelter."
"Level: Congenital success."
"Identity: Disciple of Zen Abbot of Zhengjue Temple."
"Cultivation exercises: washing the marrow."
Wang Sheng was very pleasantly surprised, turned out to be a well-known marrow washing classic!
"Brother, you have a good understanding, because your brother is very aware of your theory of Buddha's heart, he left first." Hong Ren practiced a ritual of Buddha and turned and left.
Wang Sheng hurriedly returned the salute, saying that he had not communicated well with these five ancestors, but this was not the time.
Watching the elder brother leave, Wang Sheng didn't find any monk he knew in front of him, so he turned back to his hut.
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Back to the cabin, Wang Sheng was very much looking forward to trying to read the pulp washing script in his mind, closing his eyes and observing, the glittering texts were floating.
Then the system suddenly made a noise.
"Drip, the system reminds that the host harvests a pulp washing script and opens the mall system."
"The mall system has been opened."
"Name: Jing Shi Jing; Value: 500 contribution points."
"Whether the host chooses to turn over the marrow washing and practice the first two layers."
A series of system reminders, Wang Sheng watched the mall system in his mind slumped.
Because of the appearance of various treasures and various introductions in front of him.
‘Bloodlines: Saiyan lineage, congenital body, ancient **** body, dragon body, phoenix body. ’
‘Strange and rare treasures: bundle of immortal ropes, five elements flags, hot wheels, and demon streamers. ’
‘Special resource category: a dish of fairy fruit, Huanzhendan, Longhujindan, Yujing bottle of dew. ’
Wait and so on, it contains all the things that can appear in the world.
But Wang Sheng's eyes were fixed on the last line, Yujing bottle of dew? There is actually dew that can save the ginseng fruit tree!
He is eager to see. If he is redeemed for Ganlu water, he must be able to complete the task now!
Looking at the exchange amount, he is a bit desperate, and a drop of nectar even needs 100,000 contributions!
And all the above-mentioned treasures and exchanged materials are not less than 5,000 contribution points.
Even if he turned in the meditation scriptures, he had only five hundred contributions, and now he can only watch Xie Jiewen.
swallowed hard, Wang Sheng tried to remove his gaze, and after thinking a little, he chose to turn over the marrow and practice the first two layers.
"The host handed over the washing of the marrow, with a value contribution of 500 points and a reward of 100."
Wang Sheng rejoiced that he even rewarded a hundred contribution points, but it was too late to be happy, the system continued.
"The host chooses to practice the first and second layers of the Mental Wash, deducting 600 points of contribution."
Wang Sheng was speechless, it would be better not to reward him for this.
"Whether the host chooses to practice the first and second layers of the Mian Shi Jing immediately."
This time he can turn sorrow into joy, full of expectations of choice to practice immediately.
Just after the selection, a sudden burst of white light appeared on his body. Wang Sheng felt that his whole body bones were twisting, and his whole body was being purified, but he did not feel any pain.
In just a few seconds, the white light disappeared. Wang Shenghun's body and flesh were well-proportioned and full of strength, and his spirit was obviously different from the previous one. Even he seemed to be much taller.
This is not an illusion, his monk's clothing is obviously smaller.
He looked at the personal page happily.
"Character: Wang Sheng, the host of Wanjie Shelter."
"Level: Congenital success."
"Identity: Disciple of Zen Abbot of Zhengjue Temple."
"Cultivation exercises: washing the marrow."
"Lifespan: 300."
There is one more life span, and his life span is actually three hundred. Wang Sheng was pleasantly surprised. He knew that half of the three hundred were increased by the congenital Dacheng, and the Shijing Sutra increased him by another 150 years. Life.
is a true biography of Zen! Worthy of washing the marrow!
For the first time, Wang Sheng felt the true benefits of Zen identity.
Realizing the power of washing the marrow, he quickly looked at the contribution points needed by the system after the two layers of the marrow washing. He suddenly looked white, because the practice of the latter two layers required a full 5,000 contribution points.
He can only smash it, smash it, and give up, the meditation of the gods can only be changed for five hundred, and the five thousand contribution points do not know what heaven and earth treasures are needed.
"Drip, remind, the host can take any valuable materials in the Westward Journey world and contribute points to the system exchange."
Wang Sheng's eyes lit up, yes, this is the westward journey of the world, the world of fairy monsters running around, there should be a lot of heaven and earth.
"Hey." Wang Sheng smirked, as if he had seen the way he held Tiancaidibao in his arms.
So, a few days later, many monks in the Zen temple could see Wang Sheng's eyes red, like a neuropath, running around the temple every day, looking at the tree for a while, pulling out the grass, and buckling the brick for a while. .
It is a pity that he returns every day with disappointment, not to mention the celestial treasures, not even a spirit grass. During the period, he picked up a grass that was about to die, but only changed a contribution point. I really don’t know if it is It's not the system that pityed him.
Back to the hut, Wang Sheng was lying on the small bed, but he was not tired, but he had been disappointed and had been tired these days.
It has been five days since he arrived in the Journey to the West. He has no tasks at all. He eats vegetarian food every day. He doesn’t even have to count on cell phones and computers.
He really admired the monk who was shaving with him in the temple. He went to the square to meditate every day. Otherwise, if he was cultivating the Dharma, he didn’t find one to talk to in five days.
He was sighing, and the door knocked on this side.
got up and opened the door. He was a deacon monk. Wang Sheng was a little impressed. He seemed to have guarded the gate in the Great Hall of the Great Hall.
"Uncle Huiming, the abbot let you go." He respectfully said.
Wang Sheng was a little bit happy, is it that they are ready to save the Tang monks and disciples? These days he is a little anxious about the gradual approach of the task.
hurried to the Great Hall of Heroes, Wang Sheng saw that the Taoist letter that had already achieved the golden body and Luohan was still sitting under the Buddha statue. Except for being younger, it seemed that there was no change, and Brother Hongren also sat cross-legged.
Speaking of which is the first time he was summoned by the master after asking the Buddha, Wang Sheng hurried forward
"Master, disciples are here." He saluted respectfully.
Daoxin nodded and opened his eyes, watching him slowly saying: "What can you gain from studying the pulp washing classics these days. UU reading books www.uukanshu.com"
Wang Sheng is a little embarrassed. He has never seen the meditation scriptures, but he has been forcibly cultivated to two levels by the system.
"Master, the disciples' qualifications are too poor, and there is no big gain." He was ashamed.
'S side couldn't help but insert, "Master, not long after the buddhist entered the Buddha's gate, he didn't polish himself by practicing. Although the Dharma has a profound understanding, it is impossible to comprehend the Sutra in such a short time."
Wang Sheng looked at Hongren gratefully. Brother Wuzu was quite loyal.
Unexpectedly Daoxin shook his head, "Hong Ren, your Heavenly Eye Master still needs to be cultivated. Your younger brother is a natural Buddha. The speed of cultivation can not be reasoned. He has already washed the second layer of the marrow." I sighed in my heart that the Mianxijing is the true biography of Zen, and the difficulty of cultivation is the highest level. However, Wang Sheng only practiced to the second level within a few days.
Hong Ren dumbfounded, he looked at Wang Sheng, "Brother, is this true?"
Wang Sheng touched his head, and his emotions had been cultivated to the second level now.
Obtaining acquiescence, Hong Ren was incredible, looking at him like a monster, he was a little unacceptable, but he was only a full year of hard work to achieve the second level, and he was also known as a Zen genius disciple, but this comparison, He seems to be practicing too slowly!
"Okay." Daoxin shook his head. "Today you are called for the ginseng fruit meeting. Since you are going to be my Zen Buddha, you are also eligible to go to Wuzhuang Temple with me. You go back to clean up. I will take it tomorrow. You go."
Wang Sheng was surprised, what I really wanted.
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