Buzz…
After the scriptures of the Golden Seal of Ten Thousand Buddhas entered his body, Yuwen Tuo was struggling all the time. It could be seen that his ruthless Taoist will was extremely repulsive. Fortunately, the old monk Jiji had amazing methods. Otherwise, with Yuwen Tuo's current state, Enough to demolish the entire Senzoji Temple.
Suddenly, a glimmer of light appeared in Yuwen Tuo's indifferent eyes. Although it passed away briefly, Yu Wen Lei really saw it!
Yu Wenlei was happy, excited and hopeful. He saw the hope of getting to know his eldest brother again. As long as it works for the first time, and then step by step, the eldest brother's ruthlessness will definitely be alleviated.
Huh... Yu Wenlei breathed out and wiped his sweat. It was so pitiful that he could finally explain to his adoptive father. The adoptive father only has two children, Lianxing and his eldest brother. Lianxing has just suffered a catastrophe, and he really cannot accept that his eldest brother will have another accident.
"Senior Brother Jiji, let's go and try to type in the second verse in a few days."
Hearing this, the old monk Jiji withdrew his spiritual power, and the two of them immediately walked away. After a long time, Yuwen Tuo sat back cross-legged, his eyes still empty and indifferent. However, the scriptures of the Golden Seal of Ten Thousand Buddhas have been left in his body. Every time he activates his ruthless will, he will feel a resistance.
In Qianzang Temple, Yu Wenlei said goodbye to the old monk Jiji, and then went to the great monk Chengzhi to change into a new monk's robe. He took one casually, after all, the chest of the original one was torn by him.
"Uncle Master Lei, wait a minute, you got the wrong monk's robe..." Monk Chengzhi chased him out the door and shouted.
"Huh? Great Monk Chengzhi, what did you call me?"
"Uncle Master Lei, my disciples dare not be rude."
"This... uncle?" Yu Wenlei felt weird. It was already weird to be called junior brother by Ji Ji. Now he was called uncle by a great monk in his fifties. Even though he was thick-skinned, he felt a little unnatural. .
"Uncle Master Lei, now you are of the same generation as the abbot, so you can no longer wear the original monk's robe." Great monk Chengzhi explained, and then he went back to get a light cyan monk's robe and a purple one. The cassock came out and handed it to Yu Wenlei.
Uh... Yu Wenlei hesitated for a moment, but couldn't refuse, so he had to put on his new monk's robe and surround himself with cassocks. This outfit is no different from Jiji's, but he really looks like an enlightened monk.
Whoosh!
Yu Wenlei flashed and rushed to his small room in the temple. On the way, Yu Wenlei happened to meet the little monk carrying a broom.
This little monk... Yu Wenlei smiled brightly, immediately changed direction, and landed in front of the little monk.
"Huijin, has the entrance to the temple been cleaned?"
"Huh? Lei...Master Lei's uncle, brother...disciple has finished cleaning." Huijin couldn't help but take two steps back when he saw Yu Wenlei, and replied tremblingly. The scene where Yu Wenlei tricked him into eating rabbit legs yesterday was still there. In front of his eyes, Yu Wenlei now seemed to be his great uncle, so of course he was afraid.
"Huijin, don't hide. Is my uncle so scary? You are still so cowardly. Do you want your uncle to take you flying again?"
"No, no, no...Uncle Master, please stop flying..."
Hearing this, Yu Wenlei laughed dryly. This little monk Huijin was really timid. However, when I think about the inexplicable feeling in Huijin's eyes before leaving yesterday, what is going on? Could it be that he is paranoid?
"Huijin, put down the broom, you come with my uncle!" Yu Wenlei ordered, and then Huijin put down the broom obediently and followed Yu Wenlei's pace.
Tread...
The two of them walked all the way around the perimeter of Qianzang Temple and entered the depths of the backyard. Yu Wenlei remembered that the eighteen warrior monks were plundered from here that day, but his mental power could not be detected. It seemed that he had practiced the brilliant Buddhist method of collecting breath.
When he arrived in the backyard, Yu Wenlei raised his voice and shouted: "Eighteen warrior monks, come out!"
After the words fell, about ten breaths later, movement began to come from deep in the backyard.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
One after another, the figures fell into the backyard. After a moment, the eighteen monks each held an iron rod and stood in front of Yu Wenlei. Then they raised one hand, palm straight, stood in front of their chest, and bowed slightly. .
"Disciple has met my uncle!"
"Hey, you guys are still polite. Did you enjoy the fight yesterday?"
"Master, uncle, forgive me, but my disciple dare not..."
"Don't you dare? My butt is still hurting now. I was really cruel. Whoever executed me yesterday should come forward." Yu Wenlei rubbed his butt and said with a malicious smile.
tread……
A thirty-year-old warrior monk took a step forward, shook the iron rod, and bowed again.
"Disciple Huizhen, I have met my uncle!" Huizhen bent down and said a little timidly. At the same time, he did not forget to glance forward a few times, as if looking at Yu Wenlei's expression. He was a warrior monk and had a worldly mind. Of course, if cultivators are close to each other, they cannot be in a state of being indifferent to each other. He was still muttering in his heart, he beat his uncle so badly yesterday, he wouldn't want to take revenge today...
"Oh? Huizhen?" Yu Wenlei raised his eyebrows. It turned out that these eighteen monks were only from the generation named "Hui", but when he thought about it, he suddenly realized that the seniority in Qianzang Temple was not determined by cultivation. , like the peripheral monk Chengzhi, although he is only in the body-refining realm, he is of the "Cheng" generation, two generations higher than Huizhen.
"Huizhen, your great uncle is very vindictive. Yesterday you beat your great uncle so badly. Today, your great uncle will come to teach you how to be a monk. Do you know how many mistakes you made yesterday as a monk?" Yu Wenlei pretended to be mature and began to teach the eighteen warrior monks a lesson.
"This...disciple doesn't know, please tell me from my uncle."
"First, use the more to bully the less. I am one of the eighteen master-beating uncles! And you still have to form a formation? How shameless do you want to be? What did the Buddha teach you?"
"Second, bully the young with the big. Each of you is nearly ten years older than my uncle and I. Together, you are more than a hundred years older than me. If you want to be shameless, what did the Buddha teach you?"
"Third, you are complicit. Don't you know how many times the old monk Ji Ji has resorted to tricks? Each one of them acted as if nothing had happened, with a clear conscience? If you want to be shameless, what did the Buddha teach you?"
Uh... The eighteen warrior monks immediately froze on the spot, with their faces blushing a little. After three consecutive questions, the eighteen warrior monks were told that their bodies were so badly damaged that they were almost ashamed to be monks.
"What my uncle taught me is that the disciple knows he is wrong..."
"Humph, you are still a teachable child. Come to Huizhen and give me your iron rod."
"This...Master-uncle, you won't want..."
"Hey, give it to me quickly." Yu Wenlei's tone became a little more serious. Na Huizhen could only hand over the iron rod reluctantly. After Yu Wenlei took it, he handed it to the young monk Huijin, "Here, Huijin, they made a mistake, you go over and hit each of them with a board!"
"Ah? This...Master-uncle, this disciple dare not..."
"Why don't you dare to do this? It was my uncle who asked you to go, but you didn't even listen to my uncle's words?"
Hearing this, Hui Jin walked timidly behind the eighteen warrior monks, holding an iron rod in his hand and hesitated, "Senior Brother Huizhen, Senior Brother Huiqi, Senior Brother Huicong..."
Hui Jin walked around without making a move, and finally ran to Yu Wen Lei with his head lowered. The teenage monk was about to cry. He pulled Yu Wen Lei's cassock and began to help the eighteen-year-old monk. The monk begged for mercy.
"Uncle Master, please spare the brothers for once. Huijin is willing to take the punishment for the brothers!" The little monk Huijin's face was still full of childishness, but his eyes were so smart that Yu Wenlei couldn't bear to scold him. This little monk Monk, what a piece of jade.
"See? This is a good disciple taught by Buddha. He must know how to forgive! Do you understand forgiveness?" After saying that, Yu Wenlei left with Huijin in a swagger, leaving the eighteen warrior monks standing there. (To be continued.) m.
