The lights in the house have been turned off.

Wuchen did not fall asleep, but sat cross-legged on the bed and began to meditate on the "Defending Era" method.

After spending the day focusing on two tasks, he felt that he was only a short distance away from fully comprehending it.

"All dharma-appearances are originally conditioned, and the dharma that is conditioned is empty when it exists."

"As long as you are free from delusion, you will be like a Buddha."

"The true Buddha-nature is not an ordinary form. It is troubled and dusty. It has no form in the first place. How can it be washed away by the water that hinders the matter and becomes a body."

"All living beings' thoughts are attached to false images, so they are called false thoughts. It means that they arise in pursuit of false images. It may be difficult to know whether they are false, and they will continue to think about them, causing the false images to disturb the mind, hence the name. It is called delusional thoughts, meaning that its false and false aspects arise with thoughts."

"..."

A series of Buddhist scriptures flashed through my mind.

Suddenly, Wu Chen opened his eyes and said: "The human body is all vain. Only by overcoming adversity can one become a Buddha!"

At this moment, he realized.

The originally obscure and difficult-to-understand scriptures have now been combined into a practice method. This is a completely different practice method from the martial arts secret books he usually practices and has seen.

At the same moment, Jiang Ren also received what Wu Chen realized.

So he couldn't understand it, but he was shocked.

Maybe I have more life experience, but in terms of theoretical knowledge of the spiritual realm, this No. 2 tool far surpasses me.

"Having specific practice methods is equivalent to following the instructions in the book. No matter what the final result is, at least you have a direction, and you will not be doing useless work like before."

Jiang Ren devoted all his attention to the "Emergency Method" and wanted to see if he could practice it.

…

Among the cottages, the largest and most splendid building is the meeting hall.

Compared to the ordinary bandit bonfire lighting outside, the inside is brightly lit with precious lamp oil.

A group of big and small bosses were sitting cross-legged on both sides of the hall. The low table in front of them was filled with fine wine and delicacies, and they were accompanied by fair-looking women.

If you look closely, you can see that the eyes of these women looking at the leaders are full of hate and hatred. Many of the women have red marks and newly condensed scars on their exposed skin.

The leaders drank and had fun.

From time to time he teases the woman next to him, and his words and deeds are very cheerful.

Only when they inadvertently saw the man deep in the hall would a slight change occur.

The man is tall and strong. Even if he is sitting cross-legged on the ground, he is taller than all of them standing. His body is covered with circles of fat, and the fat on his face is so crowded that his facial features are invisible.

There was also a murder weapon leaning against the wall behind him.

A machete with a purple back and a golden ring that was slightly taller than them.

This man is their boss, the sole owner of this village, and the most powerful person in the village.

It can be said that the reason why these extremely vicious people are able to gather in this small village is all because of the boss.

It was also because of him that they had been wreaking havoc in the area for several months, and were visited several times by chivalrous men and women who wanted to do justice, but they were still safe and sound.

This is a person who is stronger and more cruel than them.

At this time, footsteps were heard outside the door.

"Master, Wang Wu will report back."

Wang Wu strode into the meeting hall and bowed his hand towards the head of the house.

The big boss kept devouring the pieces of meat on the big plate on the table, his mouth was full of oil, and he didn't care at all. He didn't pay any attention to Wang Wu's intention.

"Haha, Wang Wu, why are you empty-handed? You shouldn't have gained anything today, right?"

"Wang Wu, as the fifth master, it's a bit unsightly for you to be like this."

"I think if you don't give up your position as the fifth boss to me, I can take care of all your future shares."

Many of the leaders nearby couldn't help but start laughing when they saw Wang Wutai.

They all know that the road Wang Wu has been taking turns these days, and they can't meet anyone for a long time, let alone gain anything.

"Master, I brought you a gift!"

After hearing the words of his colleagues around him, Wang Wu was not annoyed and once again raised his hands towards the headmaster and said.

If there is really nothing to gain, the boss will not do anything to him, but it will be inevitable for him to roll down on his seat in dejection and then be laughed at by the bosses who usually have bad relations with him.

But now, these bunch of idiots are just waiting to see how they get the recognition of the boss, and then they can be promoted step by step under the promotion of the boss.

"What gift?"

The boss stopped, swallowed the meat in his mouth, wiped the meat on his mouth with his greasy hands, and stared straight at Wang Wu like a tiger or wolf.

There was a hint of coldness in his tone, as if it was Wang Wu who interrupted him from enjoying the food.

"If you go back to the boss' house."

Wang Wu smiled confidently: "He is a monk!"

"Monk?"

"Haha, Wang Wu, are you out of your mind?"

"I thought you brought some gift to the eldest master, but it turned out to be a monk. How many taels of meat can a monk have? Not as good as a rich young man with thin skin and tender meat!"

"Oh, Wang Wu, Wang Wu, I think you are crazy!"

When everyone around him heard this, they all laughed again.

Many leaders who were in the same camp as Wang Wu couldn't say anything at the moment.

The headmaster's face gradually became gloomy.

Wang Wu, who had been quietly observing the master's expression, did not dare to show off anymore, and immediately said: "This monk is not a food reserve. He is as handsome as a woman, and his skin is as white as snow."

He paused and continued: "Master, I dare to swear that if he changed his clothes, he would be more beautiful than the courtesan I once met. The most important thing is that he is also a martial arts practitioner."

"Beautiful monk?"

The leaders looked at each other and stopped talking.

If the sacrifice is a woman, no matter how beautiful it is, the boss will not be interested.

After all, those weak women simply cannot withstand the torment of the boss and often lose their breath after one night.

But handsome man.

Especially if you are a man who has practiced martial arts, it is different.

The boss likes people who can withstand his torture. After one of his favorite male pets died two days ago, his appetite is now much worse.

In the past, I could eat five plates of meat per meal, but these days it has been reduced to four plates.

From this, we can imagine how much the boss cares about his male favorite.

If a suitable person is presented to fill the vacancy at this time, he will definitely win the favor of the master. By then, status, money, martial arts secrets, nothing will be a problem.

It was exactly what they thought. The boss smiled and said, "Wang Wu, you did a good job."

Wang Wu quickly replied: "It is my duty, Wang Wu, to share the worries of the boss."

"I want to see him after the dinner."

After the boss finished speaking, he continued to feast on the large piece of meat in front of him.

"Don't worry, boss."

After Wang Wu finished speaking, he walked into his seat and started eating at a table of delicious food.

The surrounding leaders no longer showed any signs of ridicule. Although we still don’t know the quality of the monks presented by Wang Wu, judging from Wang Wu’s arrogant expression, he would not be disappointed.

With the attention of the boss, Wang Wu is completely popular and naturally wants to please him.

Don't say a few nice words to yourself, just don't put yourself in small shoes.

Wang Wu also enjoyed this kind of flattering environment.

But he always remembered that he had important things to do later, so he just drank a few bowls of wine to fill his stomach and then left.

He took a few confidants with him and rushed to the wooden house where Wuchen was.

Under the moonlight.

There were seven or eight people scattered around the wooden house. They seemed to be doing their own things, resting, drinking, and chatting, but they were all staring at the door intentionally or unintentionally.

These are all people who monitor Wuchen.

Wang Wu summoned a person and asked in a low voice: "Is there anything unusual?"

The man shook his head: "No, the monk turned off the lights and fell asleep not long after he entered. He didn't hear any sound."

"That's good."

Wang Wu nodded.
To be continued...