Elder Zhizhen saw that Lu Zhishen was confused and said: "I have been a monk in the Shaolin Temple since I was a child. Your father is a lay disciple in the temple. He is the same generation as my master, but he is similar in age to me. We practice martial arts in Bodhidharma Academy every day. Your father and I Best to get along with.
Later, your father came down from the mountain and established the Dali Vajra Sect. He was also a famous top master in the world. I was also successful in practicing Buddhism in the temple and became the head of the Bodhidharma Monastery. Later, I came to serve in Wenshu Monastery. Head courtyard.
Until you came to the temple, I knew at the first sight that you must be the son of Lu Zhi, and we were destined to be together, so I accepted you as my disciple and made you my junior disciple. "
Lu Zhishen said: "Then am I not your equal?"
Elder Zhizhen smiled and said: "My dharma name is Zhizhen, and your dharma name is Zhishen. We are exactly the same as you."
Lu Zhishen said: "No wonder most of the bald donkeys in the temple call me Uncle Master."
Elder Zhizhen saw that Lu Zhishen was speaking rudely, but he didn't care. He just laughed it off and asked, "Do you know how your parents died?"
Lu Zhishen said: "I was still young at that time, and I was not at home when my parents died. When I came home, my parents had passed away. My senior brothers only said that they died of illness."
Elder Zhizhen said: "Do you have a senior brother named Deng Yuanjue?"
Lu Zhishen said: "Yes, he is senior brother."
Elder Zhizhen said: "When you meet him in the future, you will know after just asking."
Lu Zhishen remained silent after hearing this and just nodded. Elder Zhizhen asked again: "How much have you learned from the powerful Vajra Gate martial arts passed down in your family?"
Lu Zhishen said: "When I was young at that time, I only learned the Vajra Heart Sutra, the powerful Vajra Fist and the Kuangzhan Sword Technique. As for the other martial arts, I learned them after joining the army."
"Punch me as hard as you can." Elder Zhizhen suddenly stretched out a palm in front of his chest and said to Lu Zhishen. Seeing Lu Zhishen's hesitation, he added, "Don't hesitate, you can't hurt me."
Seeing this, Lu Zhishen had no choice but to stand up, concentrate on his luck, suddenly shouted loudly, and punched with all his strength. Elder Zhizhen lightly blocked it with one palm, and Lu Zhishen's thunderous punch was as silent as a mud cow entering the sea.
Lu Zhishen was shocked, only to realize that Elder Zhizhen was actually a peerless master today, the weakest but also at the top level.
Elder Zhizhen nodded and said, "We have reached 70% of the heat. How is your practice of the Vajra Indestructible Body Protecting Gang Qi?"
Lu Zhishen didn't dare to hide it, so he said: "Only 30%."
Elder Zhizhen pondered for a moment and then said: "This Vajra Heart Sutra is good, but after all it is only an outer sect. If you practice it to the highest level, it can destroy everything and be invincible, but it cannot last long. The Vajra is indestructible and the body-protecting Qi is also strong. It is impossible to cultivate to the highest level, and it always needs an inner spiritual method to complement it in order to achieve perfection.
Forget it, since I have accepted you as my teacher, you are considered a member of my sect. Today I will teach you three Shaolin skills, one is the Bodhidharma Heart Sutra, the second is the Magic Wand Subduing Technique, and the third is the Powerful Vajra Palm. You want to Study hard and practice hard. With your qualifications, your achievements in the future will definitely be better than mine. "
Lu Zhishen was overjoyed and immediately knelt down in front of Elder Zhizhen and listened to his teachings. From then on, Lu Zhishen never returned to the Zen room. He only lived in the wall of Elder Zhizhen's abbot and practiced three Shaolin stunts day and night.
With Elder Zhizhen's guidance from the side, Lu Zhishen's progress was extremely fast. In less than a year, he had already reached the top level. Elder Zhizhen also sighed to himself that Zhishen was truly a heavenly being.
The weather was gradually getting hotter. Lu Zhishen had been staying in the temple for a long time. But one day, his heart suddenly moved. He just wanted to go out of the temple for a walk. Lu Zhishen took the silver and strode out of the mountain gate.
Lu Zhishen walked down the mountain step by step. Looking at the scenery on Wutai Mountain along the way, he felt that it was very different from when he came here. After passing the archway of the "Wutai Blessed Land", there was a market. Although it was not big, it was also lively.
Lu Zhishen looked at several hotels in the market and thought to himself that if he had known there was such a place, why would he take away people's wine and food? Wouldn't it be better to go down the mountain and sell it for food? After thinking about it, he walked to a hotel, but who knew that the store owner was there? When he heard that Lu Zhishen was a monk in Mount Wutai, he stopped selling wine to him and kicked him out. This was the case with other families.
Lu Zhishen rolled his eyes and understood what was going on, so he walked another hundred or so steps to a hotel deep at the end of the market. He went in through the curtain and sat down against the small window.
The shopkeeper came over to greet him and asked, "Where did the great monk come from?"
Lu Zhishen replied: "A traveling monk passed by here and bought a bowl of wine to eat."
The shopkeeper said: "Monk, please don't lie. If this is the master of the temple on Wutai Mountain, I will never sell it to you."
"Stop blabbering!" Lu Zhishen slapped the table and shouted: "Sajia, please sell the wine quickly."
Seeing that Lu Zhishen looked ferocious and had a different accent, the shopkeeper thought he was not a local, so he asked, "How much wine do you want?"
Lu Zhishen said impatiently: "No matter how much, let's get a bucket first. Can there be meat to eat?"
The store owner said: "The meat in the side area has been sold out. There is only half cooked dog meat. Can master eat it?"
Lu Zhishen shouted: "You're so long-winded, come up quickly."
The store owner then brought half a cooked dog meat, a plate of minced garlic, and a large barrel of wine. Lu Zhishen was so happy that he pulled the dog meat and drank from a large bowl. He was very happy. However, after a while, he had finished a barrel of wine, but he was still not satisfied. Asked for another bucket.
The shopkeeper was dumbfounded, but he didn't dare not give it to him, so he had to carry another bucket and watch Lu Zhishen eat it.
Lu Zhishen drank all the two barrels of wine, and ate only one leg of the dog meat. He put it in his arms, threw down a handful of silver, stood up and went out, then turned back and said, "I'll eat the rest tomorrow." "
The shopkeeper had never seen such a drunkard before. He was just dumbfounded as he watched Lu Zhishen go to Mount Wutai.
Lu Zhishen walked to the pavilion halfway up the mountain, but the alcohol was already welling up in his head. He thought that since he had learned the special skills taught by Senior Brother Zhizhen, he had not yet tried the power, so he might as well give it a try today.
Thinking of this, Lu Zhishen secretly used Xuan Gong, unfolded the powerful Vajra Palm technique, and started practicing in the pavilion. When he got excited, he suddenly slapped his palm on the pillar inside the pavilion. There was only a click sound. The pillar had already been broken, and the pavilion also Half of it collapsed.
Lu Zhishen jumped out of the pavilion and laughed loudly: "What a great palm technique!"
The two young monks guarding the mountain gate were startled when they heard a sudden roar in the middle of the mountain. When they looked around, they saw that it was Lu Zhishen, with his legs high and his legs low, rushing up the mountain. The two young monks cried out in their hearts and chanted Buddha's name in their mouths. , all said: "I drank too much again, what should I do?"
The two young monks hurried back to the door, closed the mountain door, and bolted it tightly. They only looked out through the crack in the door.
Lu Zhishen came to the mountain gate, but the door would not open, so he beat the door with his two fists like drums. The two young monks inside the door were so frightened that they trembled into a ball.
Lu Zhishen shouted that the door would not be opened, but when he turned around, he saw two Vajra statues in front of the door glaring at him angrily. He couldn't help but feel angry and shouted: "You two idiots, you don't know how to call the door for me, and you dare to glare at Sa's family. Look at this." The Sa family won’t break your dog’s legs.”
As he spoke, Lu Zhishen jumped onto the platform base, stomped the fence to pieces, then picked up a piece of broken wood and struck at the King Kong.
Lu Zhishen hit the two Vajra statues in front of the door with a few strokes of his stick until the golden paint fell off them, and they were beyond recognition. However, he still felt that it was not enough, so he used force again and used the powerful Vajra boxing technique, knocking down the one on the left and kicking the one on the right to pieces. Yes, the two Vajras shook the sky and fell in front of the mountain gate.
Lu Zhishen laughed loudly, and started dancing with his fists in front of the mountain gate. When he got excited, he suddenly exhaled and pushed on the mountain gate with his palms. The frame of the mountain gate immediately broke and the bolts flew away, falling inward, and the people inside the door fell. But the two young monks had already run to report the news.
When Lu Zhishen came to the temple, he was already so drunk that he couldn't find his way, so he wandered around and unknowingly broke into the monks' hall. The monks in the hall were doing their homework, but Lu Zhishen was walking around in the hall. At this time, incense was burning in the hall. The smell was so strong that Lu Zhishen felt nauseous and vomited when he opened his mouth. The stench of wine and meat spread throughout the hall. All the monks in the hall chanted Buddha's name and ran out with their faces covered.
After Lu Zhishen finished vomiting, he walked out of the hall again, only to see that the temple supervisor led one to two hundred monks and had gathered around him. Last time, the supervisor led twenty or thirty people and were beaten to pieces by Lu Zhishen. This time he learned his lesson and organized After recruiting a large number of men, I felt that I would be able to capture Lu Zhishen in one fell swoop this time.
But Lu Zhishen didn't care whether there were more people or less. He let out a roar and caught up with him. He raised his fist and knocked down three or five of them. Then he grabbed a stick and used the magic wand to point east and west and sweep south. Picking the north, everything near the front will be knocked to the ground.
These two hundred monks were all practicing martial arts on a daily basis, and they had some skills. Some of them hit Lu Zhishen with sticks and rulers. But Lu Zhishen had the indestructible body-protecting aura of the Vajra, and the blows on his body were like a breeze blowing on a hillock.
Lu Zhishen was showing off his power when he suddenly hit the stone railing with a stick. The stick was broken into two pieces. Lu Zhishen used the broken stick as a single sword and used the crazy sword technique to kill everyone. Two hundred people were completely useless, being chased by Lu Zhishen alone and had nowhere to hide.
Lu Zhishen chased the monks to the Main Hall. In the midst of his madness, he suddenly saw the moon-white monk's robes fluttering in front of the hall, but it was Elder Zhizhen standing in front of the hall. Zhishen suddenly woke up from alcohol, hurriedly threw down half of his broken stick, and knelt before Elder Zhizhen. In front of me, I dare not speak.
Elder Zhizhen wiped away the sweat from Lu Zhishen's head and sighed: "You can't stay here any longer. It's okay, it's time for you to go out for a walk. You come with me."
Elder Zhizhen turned around and entered the abbot. Lu Zhishen did not dare to say another word. He stood up and silently followed Elder Zhizhen in, then knelt on the ground.
However, Elder Zhizhen took out a letter and handed it to Lu Zhishen, saying: "Zhishen, this is not a place where you have lived for a long time. I have a junior fellow student who is now the abbot of the Daxiangguo Temple in Tokyo. I have written a letter to you. Please send it to him." , he will definitely take care of you, you will stay there temporarily, and you will have your own place to go in the future.”
As Elder Zhizhen said, he took out a few more things and handed them to Lu Zhishen, but they were a sword, a black Zen staff, and a package.
Elder Zhizhen said: "This sword and Zen staff were used by me when I was young. Although they are not treasures, they have never lost their sharpness. Now they are delivered to you. I can rest assured that there is some clothes and silver in this package, which is enough for you to eat on the way. Wearability.”
