
Outside the temple, in the night wind, Lin Feng's expression was uncertain.
The Ksitigarbha scripture has the same origin as the Fudo Mingwang Jue, and was the secret Buddhist teaching of the Daleiyin Temple in the past.
The so-called Ksitigarbha is like the earth, quiet and deep like a secret treasure.
The supernatural power of Fufumingwangjue is the anger of Fufumingwang, and if you successfully practice the Ksitigarbha Sutra, you can obtain the Dharma body of the Golden Body of Ksitigarbha, the very famous Buddhist body protection magic.
Zhu Yi's Dao Method turned out to be a Buddhist secret path that was at the same level as the full version of Fudo Mingwang Jue.
Hidden in the old books, perhaps after the collapse of the Daleiyin Temple in the past, some monks fled and made arrangements to continue Buddhism and Taoism, waiting for those who are destined to find it.
As a result, no one else could find him, and Zhu Yi, the true son of fate with a fortune of 10, found him the day before he got the book.
Lin Feng knew that Zhu Yi, who had been unlucky for so many years, would start the path of his gods blocking and killing the gods, Buddha blocking and killing Buddha. Don't look at his father Xuanji Hou's arrogance right now, he will definitely obey.he is in the future, and he will fight if he refuses.
"But in this case, what should I do?" Lin Feng had a bad expression on his face. Zhu Yi had already started transferring.
Zhu Yi, who obtained the Ksitigarbha scripture, had his own initial capital, and it seemed that Lin Feng no longer needed to teach Taoism.
If you want to accept this kind of true son of Heaven as a disciple, you should send charcoal in the snow before his transfer, otherwise, when his tyrant aura spews out, the tiger body is shocked, the tiger body is shocked, and whoever pays for it will bow his head.
Lin Feng thought quickly in his heart: "What should I do? Using the Unmoving King Ming Jue in hand, I just pretended to be a Buddhist monk, and lied that I also hid his Ksitigarbha sutra in an old book, waiting for him to find it?"
No, Zhu Yi This guy had a very good idea, and he was very careful when dealing with people and things, he said, so he probably wouldn't believe it when he went to the white wolf with empty gloves.
After thinking for a moment, a warm smile like sunlight reappeared on Lin Feng's face.
“Hey, this is not good, isn't it too destructive?”
Looking at Zhu Yi, who was starting to immerse himself in Taoist practice, Lin Feng's smile grew thicker: “Zhu Yi is my disciple, for you For better development in the future, Lin Feng's smile grew thicker, I'll have to make you suffer a little for the teacher, and you'll understand the hard work of being a teacher. " After making up his mind, Lin Feng wasn't in a hurry. I can't come back anyway, so I'll wait patiently here until tomorrow morning.
At the same time, he was also concerned about the results of Zhu Yi's practice of Tibetan Buddhist scriptures.
The facts had proven that the emperor's true son was not a punch, just a momentary effort, Zhu Yi had been able to inhale qi into the body, and embark on the correct training path, he said, You should know that he understands the text by reading the scriptures himself, and there are no clues at all.
In addition to the blessing of 10, the understanding of 9 is indeed extraordinary.
This further reinforced Lin Feng's idea of accepting him as his disciple.As dawn broke, Lin Feng immediately returned to Tianjing City and waited patiently near Xuanji Hou's Mansion.
It didn't take long for a group of Hou Family servants to exit the back door of the Hou residence and walk straight to a restaurant in Fangshi not far away.was surrounded by everyone, and everyone was, clearly their leader.
Lin Feng laughed without a sound. He already knew that the fat man was named Zhu Jun. She was a servant brought by Madam Xuanji Hou's family. His real name is Shao Jun. After entering Madam Xuanji's house, she changed her name to Zhu Jun., nicknamed Fatty Zhu.
Fatty Zhu was loyal to Madam Shao, and to please Madam Shao on weekdays, Zhu Yi was often embarrassed.
This fellow looked full of flesh, but he had some talent for training. He followed the immortalized master at home to practice. After several years, he had also reached the eighth level of Qi training.
Fatty Zhu and the others entered the restaurant, climbed onto the second floor together, and sat in the position with the best view near the window.
... disappeared from the group.
It didn't take long for a strange story to spread among the drinkers at the restaurant: in an old temple on the mountain, a scholar in a blue shirt behaved strangely, and he can handle thunder and lightning.
The sound of wind reached Zhu Jun and the others, and they looked at each other anxiously.
Born in Xuanji Hou's house, Zhu Jun and the others had a much better understanding of the world of training than ordinary drinkers. Thunder was the most violent energy in the world, and Taoist methods that could absorb the vitality of thunder and lightning were all top-notch. They also knew that Zhu Yi was on the mountain. About studying in the old temple, listening to this, that person was actually Zhu Yi?
One of the servants said suspiciously: "Don't be a mountain person who has never seen the world, so they spread rumors? Then how could Zhu Yi obtain such a powerful Taoist method?", and then talk about the practice of martial arts. If you don't learn to walk, do you want to learn to run? If he really trains secretly, we will remove his cultivation. The rules set by Hou Ye, who would dare to break?
" Fatty Zhu moved her cheeks and said slowly: "Let's go and see, if Zhu Yi really practices secretly, we will confiscate his Dao Fa, he said, and then hand it over to Lord Hou to dispose of. Make opinions. "The eyes of others sparkled, and they all laughed, if Zhu Yi really had a top-tier Taoist method, they would not dare to hide it, and they would definitely hand it over to Xuanji Hou.
But before handing in, they naturally had time to copy a copy, top-tier Taoist law, they would get a share of the pie no matter what.
Zhu Jun also laughed, the fat on his face trembled for a while.
The group immediately left the restaurant and rushed to Qingyang Mountain outside the city, but did not find that Lin Feng had followed them.
Looking at the back of Fatty Zhu and the others, the smile on Lin Feng's face grew brighter.
The second male lead was already waiting on the stage prepared by him, and now a supporting actor would appear on stage.
Like Zhu Yi who had the protagonist's halo shining above his head, he often had the ability to jump and kill monsters, if the opponent's strength was too low, then he would give Zhu Yi experience.
But Fatty Zhu and his group were at least a five and six tier Qi training, and there was even an eight tier Zhu Fatzi Qi training.
Zhu Yi had just made contact with Tao training and had no actual combat experience. Even if he was a genius, and his luck was against the heavens, against Fatty Zhu and the others, he could only be dishonest, and there was a limit to killing monsters by jumping over.
If Zhu Yi was given a training period, his cultivation would definitely skyrocket like a drug addict, but Lin Feng did not give him time to train at all, and immediately drew a wave of elite monsters to surround and defeat him.
Lin Feng easily followed behind Zhu Jun and the others. The script has been written, and now he is waiting for the actors to perform.
"My good disciples, you are familiar with literature and history, and you should know the saying that the 'sky will bear great responsibility, so people first have to work hard on their minds, train their muscles and bones, and starve their bodies.and skin', right? So you can eat later. Don't be afraid to suffer, the teacher will protect you." As expected, Fatty Zhu and the others went to the temple to find Zhu Yi, and they immediately attacked.
Zhu Yi was also wary, and hid the golden paper with the scriptures printed on it first.No matter how insulted Ren Zhu and his entourage were, they were bitten to death and refused to admit it.
Unexpectedly, Fatty Zhu had a pig face on his face, his heart brightened, and he glanced over to find some ashes at the end of Zhu Yi's dress.
Fatty Zhu kicked the brazier with one leg, and pulled the embers of the fire in the basin, and the golden paper recording the Ksitigarbha Sutra suddenly opened.
Zhu Yi's face changed.
Fatty Zhu and the others laughed.
Outside the door, Lin Feng, who was watching over everything, also smiled.