Lu Qingshan said sincerely: "To be fair to the holy monk, this kid should still have some talent in the way of swordsmanship, but he is just a little dull in this way of cultivation."

The chicken soup monk, who was called a Buddhist holy monk by Tianji Temple, was silent for a long time, exhaled, and said calmly: "The donor is joking."

This is generally true in the world. When you tell the truth, no one often believes it.

Just like in his time, people who called themselves poor all the time, no matter whether they were really poor or pretending to be poor, others seemed not to believe them.

Lu Qingshan smiled. Because he had obtained the [Dragon Elephant Mysterious Technique], he was in a good mood and didn't take it seriously.

"The donor had the courage to kill himself because of flaws in his foundation. He must be a person who has extremely strict requirements on himself.

It's just that this enlightenment is a matter of time and effort, and there is no shortcut.

Therefore, in order to have this magical power that is useless in the early stage but will be revealed in the later stage, there is a trade-off in how much time a monk should spend on it.

It is a good thing to be perfect, but don't let a good thing turn into a bad thing." The old monk no longer cared about talent, but turned around and warned.

Opening the orifices cannot be done quickly, but when refining Qi, the monk is still a mortal body. If he spends too much time in this state, after the physical body's Qi and blood have declined, and then advances, no matter how many orifices are opened, the gain will not be worth the loss.

In Longxiang Temple, in order to pursue the perfect opening of the three hundred and sixty yuan orifices, he wasted too much time in the Qi Refining Realm. As a result, he failed to become a high-level monk in the end and failed to exert the power of [Seeing God and Not Being Bad].

, it is not uncommon for people to work in vain.

In other words, you have made a lot of money through hard work, but before you start enjoying it, you are dead.

The word "choice" has always been like this, running through the path of spiritual practice.

Although Lu Qingshan was confident, he also understood the kindness of the Chicken Soup Sage. His eyes were much softer and he smiled and said: "I understand, kid."

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When this happened, Lu Qingshan retreated from the Main Hall.

The handsome little monk Juezhen was already waiting outside the palace, and Qin Yitian was standing beside him.

Seeing Lu Qingshan come out, after Juezhen and Lu Qingshan performed Buddhist rituals, he suddenly noticed the aura on Lu Qingshan's body that came from the same source as himself. His face was shocked, but he quickly calmed down his expression and did not

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After Lu Qingshan left, Juezhen slowly entered the palace.

"Master." Juezhen said respectfully.

"Here we come." Chicken Soup Monk nodded slightly.

"Master, how come Donor Lu has the aura of my Buddhist skills on his body?" In front of his closest master, Juezhen asked directly without much scruples.

"I passed on to him the Qi Refining Chapter of our Long Xiang's "Dragon Xiang Xuan Gong"." The Chicken Soup Sage said bluntly in front of his young apprentice.

"Ah?!" Juezhen exhaled softly, puzzled and surprised, "How could Master teach the Dragon Elephant Kung Fu to outsiders? Won't he be held accountable by the Sect of the Four Courts?"

"Since the Seven Realms Discussing the Way, our Seventh Dao Sect has become much more liberal in its views on the practice of cultivation.

Nowadays, the family is facing a crisis, and naturally the legal rules and regulations have also changed.

With my position, I can afford to use the Qi Refining Chapter of "Dragon Elephant Xuan Gong" to form a Buddhist relationship with Lu Qingshan." The Chicken Soup Sage shook his head and said with a smile: "Don't worry about Master."

"Master is very optimistic about Lu Qingshan?" Juezhen asked again.

"He has both wisdom and Buddha nature, but he is also a genius swordsman," the chicken soup monk said with a calm smile, "One day this person can teach this Bodhisattva to lower his eyes."

"As a member of a secular tribe, he dares to do something that even if millions of people have done it, he is a true swordsman.

Today he accepts the Buddhist fate of my Chicken Soup Temple, and he will definitely remember it in his heart in the future." The Chicken Soup Monk gave the final words.

In fact, there is another saying that Chicken Soup Monk hides deep in his heart.

The reason why he used the Longxiang Tao method to form this Buddhist bond was not only because he was optimistic about Lu Qingshan's future, but also because he could not see the disaster in Jitang Temple.

Juezhen clasped his hands together and said no more about this matter.

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Lu Qingshan walked out of the Main Hall and walked two or three steps side by side with Qin Yitian when he was greeted by a monk in gray linen clothes.

"Monk Juezhen told me to guide the benefactor. If the benefactor wants to go anywhere, just ask him." The monk in gray clothes performed Buddhist rituals for the two of them and was very polite.

"I'm quite interested in the customs of Jitang Temple. Isn't it convenient for me to take a tour of the temple to see the flowers?" Lu Qingshan replied.

"Of course it's no problem, the donor just comes with me." The monk answered.

Although he looked polite, the monk in gray clothes had very confused thoughts in his heart.

"Other monks said that of the two distinguished guests who came to the temple, the female one looked like Guanyin. Why didn't anyone tell me that the male one didn't look like an ordinary person?"

"It's just that this female donor looks extraordinary. How come this male donor, who has no cultivation, has become a distinguished guest of my Buddhist sect? Could it be that he has an extraordinary origin, or..."

Unconsciously, looking at Qin Yitian who lowered his eyebrows at Lu Qingshan, the monk in gray clothes went astray and thought about the so-called hardness and softness of rice.

You will pay special attention to what you are missing, and even be jealous of it. This applies to everyone.

Although this is a Buddhist temple, the practicing monk is only a practicing monk at the lowest level. Can his ideological realm really be as high as the Vajra state of having no desires and no pursuits?

He is a man of average appearance, let alone a monk, with a bald head and Buddhist robes, how can he be so good looking?

Of course, he could cite countless examples to prove that a person's appearance has nothing to do with his achievements.

Don’t you see, many of the holy monks in Longxiang are ordinary-looking people.

But this doesn't change the fact that the man in front of him seems to be able to make a living just by looking good, nor does it change the fact that he is actually somewhat envious and jealous in his heart.

"Amitabha." The monk in gray clothes chanted the name of the Buddha silently, pulling back his wandering thoughts, and at the same time secretly scolded himself for his evil intentions.

Of course Lu Qingshan didn't know that in just a few short breaths, the monk in front of him even secretly arranged something for him, but at least on the surface, the monk showed enough respect for him.

This is enough.

All things are done without regard to the heart.

The cultivating monk kept his eyes open all the way, leading Lu Qingshan through the halls, and walked through several distinctive places in the temple.

It was impossible to take Lu Qingshan to see the important and secret areas in the temple. It could only give him a rough understanding of the Buddhist customs.

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Walking outside a Zen room, Lu Qingshan suddenly heard several strange sounds.

"This is?" He was a little curious, because the sound was a bit like...a cock crow?

"Donor, come with me." The monk in gray clothes smiled knowingly and led Lu Qingshan and Qin Yitian out of the corridor.

A vast flat land is hidden behind it.

Then, Lu Qingshan became a little lost.

Because, there are actually chickens in this Chicken Soup Temple...

A plump hen with extremely bright feathers was running happily on the flat ground, wagging its buttocks, and pecking at the ground with its thick beak.

Taking another closer look, it turned out that there was a dark golden looking dragon on the ground, crawling around in a panic.

"This is the chicken raised by the abbot," the monk in gray clothes introduced: "She chases and pecks this centipede every day. She has been like this since I entered the temple, as if it was a mission. I don't know how long it lasted.

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"Old hen, why do you chase me and peck me every day?" The dark golden centipede seemed to be irritated by the old hen, and it actually uttered words angrily.

The big hen just raised its head and stood on one foot, clucked twice, and then said proudly: "My hen."

Lu Qingshan's mouth twitched, his heart was shocked, and he still wanted to vomit.

Old hen, if you talk like this, your money will be deducted.

"The chicken was raised by the abbot, and the centipede crawled here on its own.

They listen to the abbot reciting Buddhist dharma all day long, and after a long time they gradually understand the Buddha nature and speak human words." The monk in gray clothes smiled and explained: "The master monk also raised a yellow bird.

We all say that on the day when the oriole also speaks human words, it will be accomplished by preaching the Dharma of the master monk."

Lu Qingshan thought for a while and felt a little emotional.
Chapter completed!