Reincarnation simulation: I can change my life against the sky

Chapter 8 The past, the past, slowly
Just when Ji Qiu comprehended the magic method.

Holding a broom in his hand in the distance, he was thinking about the mantra of sweeping the ground heavily, but suddenly his heart throbbed, as if something that belonged to him was gradually drifting away.

"How is this going?"

A look of embarrassment appeared on his face, and Zhenyan's face was wrinkled, a little puzzled.

Fortunately, the throbbing pain subsided quickly, so he didn't pay much attention to it.

"I really envy these talented people"

"If I can succeed in martial arts, why do I need to do these mundane things here?"

"Ugh"

Looking at Ji Qiu who was thinking quietly and closed his eyes, not knowing what he was doing, there was envy and jealousy on the face of the mantra, and there was also a bit of resentment towards the Xuankong Temple.

He felt that since they are all disciples in the temple, they should be treated equally, and the configuration for practicing martial arts should be the same.

Even if some people's martial arts qualifications are not bad, they can't be too partial to one another, so that the gap between the top and bottom is as big as this.

"Sooner or later, I will be as beautiful as him, and I will be respected in this temple!"

Clenching the broom tightly in his hand, the young monk showed a bit of determination on his face, and began to sweep more vigorously, wanting to clean it up earlier and continue to increase the time for martial arts training.

The current mantra has only just been distributed to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion for a year.

His heart has not dissipated much, and he is at the age of not admitting defeat.

But it is good to have a heart, but it is a big taboo not to know how to repay you.

He only saw that Xuankong Monastery paid more attention to qualifications and gave more resources to talented and intelligent disciples, but he didn't see that the monastery also did everything for ordinary monks.

In winter, there is nothing missing from the cold, three meals a day, and even the remuneration given after the cleaning work. Even if you want to continue to study martial arts, you still maintain an attitude of approval. For monks to read.

It is not easy for a big faction to do this, so how can they ask for more?
If you follow the original trajectory and have a firm belief in the mantra, one day in the future, you will indeed have all the hardships and soar into the sky.

But now that the original trajectory has been completely disrupted, will he still have the opportunity to embark on the great journey?
It is still unknown.

After thoroughly comprehending this precious book that directly leads to the return of pills from jade liquid, Ji Qiu finally opened his eyes.

He glanced at the mantra first, and after seeing the other party quickly lowered his head and did not meet his gaze, he lost the interest in talking to him.

Regarding this matter, Ji Qiu didn't feel that he had done anything wrong.

Chances are left behind, and those who are capable live here. The road to immortality is long, and it is not uncommon for people to kill people and seize treasures.

Since he is determined to climb the path of longevity, he has already made preparations.

But in everything, there is a principle.

And Ji Qiu also has his own bottom line rules in his heart.

This opportunity was originally left by the founder of Xuankong Temple and passed on to the younger generations, and it will benefit all the disciples who have spiritual bodies in the future.

Although I don't know why it was gradually lost in the temple, but after the mantra was obtained, it was kept secret, and he only cared about his own enlightenment, which was a waste of Fa Yuan's original intention.

Thinking of this, Ji Qiu tidied up the place he had browsed just now, then turned around, walked towards the direction of the awakened old monk, and walked over.

With his eyes closed, he was lying on the rocking chair, feeling Ji Qiu's breath coming and going, and opened his eyes in surprise:

"Little guy, it's a big deal to choose a zhenqi technique, why are you so quick?"

"But would you like me to give you some advice?"

After finishing speaking, Awakening will straighten up.

But at this moment, Ji Qiu stopped him from getting up, and then slowly said:

"You don't need to get up when you are enlightened, the disciple came here to ask you something."

"I don't know if Master Patriarch can tell the disciples, did our Patriarch, who is suspected of entering the Dao and wandering away, leave any inheritance to the sect before he left?"

As soon as Ji Qiu finished speaking, the old monk who had squinted his eyes frowned a little, and looked at him in surprise, wondering why the young monk thought of asking about this matter.

But after thinking about it, he replied with some regret:
"Your boy would ask, even your chief abbot doesn't know much about this secret now, and only the old bones of my generation know a thing or two."

"The patriarch who was rumored to have the ability to soar through the clouds and ride the fog did indeed leave a legacy to the sect. It is said that as long as those who are destined to practice successfully can break through the innate barriers and step into another brand-new level. realm."

"It's a pity that my fortune in Xuankong Temple is shallow. Because of this method, a disaster happened 30 years ago when I was successful in cultivation."

Having said that, Jue Wu's heart was heavy, as if he thought of his own situation, his expression gradually became a little gloomy.

Just imagine if there is still that inheritance in the temple today, maybe I can't get a glimpse of the door to enter the Tao?
It can only be said that it should be so.

Time and life.

While thinking regretfully, the old monk continued to preach to Ji Qiu:

"Because of the patriarch, my Xuankong Temple was so prosperous back then. It has always been known as the No. [-] sect of Zen, and its scenery is unparalleled. Even the Suqian royal family had to come to my temple to offer incense and ask for protection."

"All sects, martial arts families, who wouldn't be proud of my lay disciples of the Xuankong Temple? In the past, the one hundred and eight monasteries at the foot of the mountain were very prosperous. It's not just a joke, but it's true!"

"It doesn't look like today. Although it is prosperous and prosperous, it is far worse than it was back then."

As he talked, Juewu showed a nostalgic expression, and then said angrily:

"However, people in the world are very greedy, and everyone is innocent, but it is a crime to conceive a jade!"

"I don't know when, the news about the inheritance and the magic method slowly leaked out, and the elders at that time didn't care, but they all underestimated the greed of human nature and the fear of death!"

"When the patriarch left, some people were afraid of his majesty, and no one dared to move, but after a period of six years, there will still be the end of the martial arts innateness of the older generation, and they can't help it."

"Amitabha, that is a tragedy that I don't want to mention until now."

There is a bit of pain in the words of enlightenment.

"Back then, there were six sects and four great aristocratic families joining hands. There were a total of ten masters, and there were five masters in martial arts alone!"

"Martial arts are innate, and the life span is only about 100 years. At most, if you live another ten or twenty years, you will die. After all, you are just a mortal."

"The end is approaching, and those who are at the helm of all branches have gone crazy, and the inheritance of my Xuankong Temple is the only hope they can see when they look up."

"The holy land of Buddhist Pure Land and Zen Buddhism should not be stained with any dust, but since that disaster, blood has flowed all over the mountain, and it took a full sixty years before the color faded."

"Fortunately, the patriarch left a backhand back then, with a seal of his old man. When they attacked my Hanging Mountain, my uncle at that time, who was the abbot at that time, activated that seal."

"What a majestic force that is!"

In the words of enlightenment, there is longing and shock.

That was a realm that he had never reached in his entire life.

"Fayin turned into a pure white jade palm, and with a big wave of his hand, he completely transformed the martial arts innates who were dying, and made those Xiaoxiaos terrified from then on, and never dared to offend my Hanging Mountain again! "

"But after this battle, my veins are also severely injured, and the seniors suffered heavy casualties."

"The most important thing is that the treacherous monk who guarded the temple in the Sutra Pavilion actually guarded it and stole it himself. Taking advantage of the chaos, he took a batch of precious inheritance from our temple and went down the mountain to escape for his life!"

"It was also since then that my Xuankong Temple's profound martial arts and wonderful techniques have been cut off for a generation. If I want to recover it, I will find a needle in a haystack. Fortunately, the surviving elders have worked hard to make it up. Otherwise, my Xuankong Temple may have disappeared and completely cut off. .”

"Where can it still survive the current prosperous appearance?"

"Ugh"

"These are all the history of the old almanac of my temple, and I am sullen when I bring them up."

"Why do you ask these questions today?"

Jue Wu looked at Ji Qiu strangely, not knowing why he was at the moment of choosing the true qigong method, and asked himself the reason for the history of these temples.

And just after Ji Qiu finished listening and digesting slowly.

The first sentence he uttered caused Juewu to be taken aback for a moment, and then he was a little shocked. He couldn't help but lose his composure, and stood up directly from the rocking chair.

(End of this chapter)