Zhuo Fei was asked to recite scriptures accordingly, which made him confused, but he did not resist. He was just unnaturally surprised when he saw the scriptures.

All the scriptures with strange music were written in ancient Sanskrit. Fortunately, there were Chinese pronunciations and notes, so it was not difficult to recite. With the guidance of the young monk, he easily found the location of the scriptures and started chanting them.

The ancient Sanskrit scriptures have more than a thousand words, which are "The Buddha's Sayings of the Morizhi Sutra". Zhuo Fei followed a few sentences and realized that the monks' chanting methods were different.

These great monks actually recited the scriptures in one breath, without any interruption. One sentence inhaled or one sentence exhaled, and the chanting scriptures was like vomiting, and continued without interruption, like flowing water, which was very nice.

Zhuo Fei understood and could not help but follow the monk's method of chanting scriptures. He chanted the same sentence with breathing and exhaling, and only after a while, he mastered the rules, and even looked inward and observed that his dantian kept vibrating as he recited, emitting slight ripples, shaking the meridians of the whole body.

Zhuo Fei suddenly realized that these monks were not only chanting scriptures, but also practicing qi.

Zhuo Fei was overjoyed and silently recorded his breathing method and recited it with him. After a while, he felt that his hands were empty. It was not as good as monks' rosary beads in their hands and reminded him of the breathing method at all times. So he moved his heart and took out the "pin bone beads" in the "voice system" and learned that monk pinched beads and chanted sutras.

Zhuo Fei was in his hand and just recited a few sentences. Suddenly, the sad wind blew everywhere, and the evil spirit was amazing. The monks felt cold on their backs, and at the same time they frowned. They stopped chanting, and all looked at Zhuo Fei with fear on their faces.

On the contrary, Zhuo Fei was conscious of nothing and only felt the atmosphere in the air. When he looked up, he saw all the monks looking at him at the same time, and he couldn't help but feel a little confused.

when--

The old monk beat the Dharma bell, then the sound of the wooden fish started, and he recited another passage of scripture.

The monks' hearts were calm and they recited them accordingly.

The young monk who led Zhuo Fei in before saw sweat on his forehead, walked over quickly, handed Zhuo Fei a new scripture, pointed out the place of chanting, and fled like a deserted person, and re-selected the farthest cushion from Zhuo Fei and started chanting.

What's going on?

Although Zhuo Fei was full of questions, he was not easy to question, so he had to recite with the monks again.

The sutra name "The Sutra of the Sage Dharani" is also written in Sanskrit, with Chinese pronunciations and translations. Zhuo Fei recited it carefully, but did not think about anything else. However, after reciting it once, he suddenly became a little stunned. A message came from the "Voice System" in his consciousness-

"Saving sins and resentment!" "+1 vows".

Looking in surprise, I saw that the gray light wrapped around the "Principal Bone Rosary" in my hand was indeed a little less, and the whole string of rosary became so white.

...

[Secret Treasure: Some slightly purified rosary beads]

【Level: Extraordinary】

【Description: It could have been a Buddhist magic weapon, but it became a weapon because of killing people, which only increased the sins.】

【Function: 3 bones, 30 karma/hour】

[Note: Using Buddhism to save one's Dharma can bring about merit and vows.]

【Special: 40 wishes/hour】

[Supernatural powers: "Sent to God", "Supernatural bondage"]

...

That sentence "Using Buddhism to save me, you can fill in the power of merits and vows" means this...

And the "Sacrificial Dharani Sutra" in your hand has the effect of relieving sins.

Zhuo Fei did not dare to be negligent and quickly recited it again.

After ten times, an hour passed, and Zhuo Fei received a total of "10 vows", [Vows: 2630].

At the same time, another piece of news came from the "Voice System" -

"Acquiring [Ancient Sanskrit], the first level of basics."

...

[Ancient Sanskrit], Basic level 1 (can be improved, consumed 100 vows): The mysterious language from the ancient Veda is the basis for casting spells of certain secret techniques.

...

Unexpectedly, this trip to Fulong Temple would have such an adventure. Zhuo Fei couldn't help but quickly recall the ancient Sanskrit word that he once obtained from Disha Sharma: "Lashou, ah, Hagana, hey!"

"Mortals, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

It's still a little bit unfamiliar!

Promotion!

"-100 Vow Power", [Ancient Sanskrit] Basic Level 2 (can be improved and consumed Vow Power 200).

The result is still a little worse...

"-200 vows". [Voices: 2330].

Fortunately, these knowledge skills don’t consume much of their will. When Zhuo Fei upgraded [Ancient Sanskrit] to "Basic Level 3", he was translated completely from the words of Disha Sharma—

"Mortals, the soul is the real secret treasure!"

soul……

Zhuo Fei felt this sentence carefully and seemed to have understood it, but after thinking about it carefully, he got nothing, and he couldn't help but become a little confused.

...

【Name: Zhuo Fei】

【Race: Human Race】

【Age: 18】

【Level: Sixth Section of Black Iron】

【Attributes: Strength 10, Agility 7, Root bone 11(3), Intelligence 10】

[Skill: "Golden Bell Cover"·Fourth Level (Equipped with ease), "Tiger Fist"·Sixth Level (Perfect)]

[Secret Knowledge: "Ancient Sanskrit"·Basic Level 3]

...

At this time, the monks lined up and walked out of the Buddhist temple one by one. The youngest monk woke Zhuo Fei up and led him to the cafeteria.

Clear porridge, white steamed buns, pickles, green vegetables and tofu...

After the simple vegetarian meal was used, the monks lined up and dispersed one by one. The old monk Puning did not say a word to him, but actually left on his own and returned to the abbot's meditation room.

Only the little monk smiled slightly, took Zhuo Fei to the Arhat Hall outside the East Side Hall, saluted respectfully to the Eighteen Arhats around him, pointed to the twelve prayer-turning barrels arranged side by side in front of a wall, and smiled slightly, "This donor, what you want is here."

oh!?

Zhuo Fei was overjoyed and looked up. He saw that the pure copper-made scripture barrels were engraved with handwriting. Each one was engraved with big words "Golden Bell Cover·What level" directly above. Moreover, these scripture barrels were very different from those of Tantric Buddhism. Each one was shaped like a golden bell, but the handwriting on it was still "Ancient Sanskrit".

Zhuo Fei's [Ancient Sanskrit] at this time only had "basic level three". When he read these Sanskrit without comments, he could not decipher many places, but also had grammatical errors and misses. He could not understand the true meaning. If he practiced it rashly, he would become obsessed with it if he didn't do it well.

Zhuo Fei looked at the little monk in surprise.

Sure enough, the young monk did not leave, but prepared an ancient book and handed it to Zhuo Fei, and wrote the "Dictionary of Ancient Sanskrit in Buddha's Speaks", and said at the same time: "The Zen master said that there is a fate for the Dharma. Here is a dictionary, which is given to the donor, and there is the [Golden Bell Cover] mental method. How much the donor can understand it depends on the fate with me Buddha. If you cannot comprehend, a commentary on the "Fifth Central Dharma" is offered in front of the statue of "Morizhitian Bodhisattva", and the donor can take it away by himself."

——Is this forcing me to become a Buddha?

Zhuo Fei's eyelids twitched and he asked, "How long does it take for me?"

"The donor wants to live as long as he wants." The little monk pointed to a meditation room in the Arhat Hall, "All the cost is here. The donor can recite scriptures with us monks every day, eat vegetarian food, and leave whenever he wants to leave."

"Thank you, my little master." Zhuo Fei couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, "I haven't asked you yet, what do you call me?"

The little monk smiled and replied: "The little monk feels close. If nothing else, the little monk will leave."

The young monk Juejin preached the Buddha's name, bowed and bowed, and left the Arhat Hall.
Chapter completed!