chapter 8

Returning to the meditation room, Xuanxin, who was preparing to sign in, couldn't help but be full of anticipation.

He was even a little excited!

"I wonder what I can get from signing in this time?"

The current Shaolin Temple can be said to be poor. They don't have any foundation, so they are poor.

It was so poor that its eyes were green.

No matter what he got from signing in, it was extremely rare for Xuanxin.

"Sign in."

After calming down a little, Xuanxin muttered silently in his heart.

[Congratulations to the host for signing in successfully. Received the mystical ability: Golden Eye of Destiny]

[Congratulations to the host for receiving a sign-in gift pack. The abbot's three-piece set: Brocade Kasaya, Purple Gold Alms Bowl, Nine-Ring Monk Staff]

"It's another mystical ability."

"Golden Eye of Destiny, what is this?"

Xuanxin already had a Buddhist mystical ability: Golden Light Illumination. This was equivalent to a big light bulb and didn't have any actual deterrence.

It also didn't have any actual combat strength bonus.

It just looked mysterious, but it could only be used to confuse and deceive others.

It was more practical to scare people.

Buzz!!!

All kinds of enlightenment flashed through Xuanxin's heart, and his sea of consciousness was immediately filled with a rich Buddhist light.

A divine sharpness shot out from his pitch-black pupils.

Xuanxin's eyes were as deep as the starry sky, becoming even more soul-stirring. There was a powerful sense of mystery that directly affected one's heart.

"That's it?"

After understanding, Xuanxin couldn't help but want to complain.

This so-called mystical ability: Golden Eye of Destiny could see through a person's condensed destiny. Xuanxin could tell at a glance whether he was the Son of Destiny or not.

As the saying goes, Buddha helps the fated. Then what are the fated people? Those chosen ones with great destiny are the fated people.

If these fated people were to be sent to the Shaolin Temple, then it would be able to increase the destiny of the Shaolin Temple.

If the destiny of the Shaolin Temple increased, Xuanxin's sign-in value would also increase.

However, this mystical ability: Golden Eye of Destiny also consumed merit points, and it was a passive skill.

Regardless of whether Xuanxin was willing or not, he would consume four merit points every day.

For Xuanxin, this was equivalent to a fixed expenditure. To put it bluntly, it was the daily 4 merit points unlimited data plan.

"I only have 14 merit points. Doesn't that mean I can only extend it for three days?"

"If I don't have enough merit, then what about the debt?"

Xuanxin's family background was very poor. With only 14 merit points, he was not rich at all. Moreover, Xuanxin did not know how to obtain merit points.

[The Merit Value of the host is 0. You will be entangled in karma and fall into the demonic path. The system attributes will also change accordingly.]

Xuanxin could not help but be stunned by the prompt in his mind. He vaguely understood the meaning of the system.

This was a test to see if he wanted to become a Buddha or a demon.

Sometimes, he could become a Buddha or a Devil with a single thought.

To Xuanxin, the most pressing matter now was to think of a way to accumulate more merit points.

Although the Golden Eyes of Destiny cost him 4 merit points a day, he was still able to afford it.

He couldn't help but want to complain.

However, he had to admit that the Golden Eyes of Destiny was very practical to be able to see a person's luck.

Whether or not he was the chosen one, whether or not he was a person of great fortune, one only needed to take a second look to know.

If one's luck was strong …

Then Xuanxin could stand up and deceive … Send that person into Shaolin and become a monk.

This would increase Shaolin's luck and increase the system's check-in value.

A sentence appeared in Xuanxin's mind.

"Benefactor, please wait. This poor monk sees that you have great wisdom and are fated with Buddha …"

…

Buzz!!!

The sea of consciousness was once again filled with a rich Buddhist light.

A purple-gold bowl.

A brand new golden kasaya.

A golden staff with nine rings hanging on it.

Three items appeared out of thin air and were placed in front of Xuanxin.

"This is the abbot's three-piece set?"

"Embroidered kasaya, purple-gold alms bowl, nine-ring monk staff?"

Looking at the three items that appeared out of thin air, the so-called abbot's three-piece set: kasaya, alms bowl, and monk staff.

Xuanxin knew that the kasaya was usually worn by eminent monks. Wearing a kasaya also meant that one was dignified. This embroidered kasaya looked very gorgeous.

Xuanxin picked it up and put it on. All sorts of insights flashed through his mind.

As the saying goes, clothes make the man. A monk's temperament could only be supported by a kasaya.

Xuanxin's facial features were handsome, and his temperament was very dignified. Now that he wore the golden kasaya, he showed the demeanor of an eminent monk.

He showed the temperament of a divine monk, and his temperament was even more otherworldly.

"This embroidered kasaya is a supreme treasure."

After wearing the embroidered kasaya, not only did it enhance Xuanxin's temperament and aura, but it also made Xuanxin look even more beautiful and unfathomable.

He was as perfect as a divine monk walking out of a game's animation.

Most importantly, this kasaya was a supreme treasure. Wearing this embroidered kasaya would make one immune to fire and water.

Of course, being impervious to fire and water was not absolute.

Didn't it mean that one could sit in the furnace for forty-nine days after putting on a kasaya?

It didn't mean that one could stay in the deep sea for three and a half years after putting on the kasaya. Although the brocade kasaya was a treasure, it would be damaged if it wasn't cherished.

"This is good."

Xuanxin was very satisfied with this embroidered kasaya. He liked it very much.

As the abbot of Shaolin, he only wore a thin, grayish-white monk robe, which had seventeen or eighteen patches on it.

It really looked a little shabby.

Now that he had put on the embroidered kasaya, not only had his temperament changed drastically, but his temperament had also changed drastically.

It was also much more dignified.

Moreover, this brocade cassock was impervious to fire and water, and could protect the body when worn.

It was also very practical and very powerful.

"Purple-gold alms bowl, nine-ringed monk staff."

After putting on the embroidered kasaya, Xuanxin picked up the purple-gold bowl and the golden staff with nine rings.

The alms bowl, to put it bluntly, was a bowl used to fetch rice and water for begging.

The monk staff was a monk's cane. When a monk was sleepy while meditating, he used it to knock the monk awake.

Buzz!!!

Xuanxin's sea of consciousness was filled with golden Buddhist light. When he picked up the purple-gold alms bowl and the nine-ringed monk staff.

All kinds of enlightenment emerged in his heart.

Purple-gold alms bowl: Anyone who is the most spiritually rich can receive a blessing by giving sincere alms.

Nine-ringed monk staff: It can turn the blessing into an unlimited healing.

"This?"

Although all kinds of enlightenment emerged in Xuanxin's heart, the purple-gold alms bowl and the nine-ringed monk staff were two supreme treasures.

They had the ability to receive blessings and unlimited healing.

What was going on?

He still didn't understand.

"It seems that I have to go down the mountain to beg for alms to truly understand."

After pondering for a long time, Xuanxin still didn't understand. He knew about the purple-gold alms bowl and the nine-ringed monk staff.

They were supreme treasures like the brocade cassock.

But if he wanted to understand the so-called blessings and healing of the purple-gold alms bowl and the nine-ringed monk staff, he had to go down the mountain to beg for alms and experience it himself.

Boom!

The weather outside changed suddenly. Suddenly, there was a clap of thunder.

Not long after, Xuanxin heard the sound of wind and rain outside the meditation room, and sometimes thunder.

"Why is it still leaking?"

It suddenly rained heavily outside, but Xuanxin's meditation room was actually dripping.

The rain leaked in.

Puff … Bang … Bang …

The window was blown open, and there was a constant sound of collision.

The wind blew, and the rain came together. In the meditation room, Xuanxin felt what it meant when it rains, it pours.

His good mood was instantly ruined.

"This room needs to be repaired."

Xuanxin was dumbfounded. Not only did the Shaolin Temple have no foundation, but these four or five shabby rooms also had to be repaired.

If they were not repaired, they would not be habitable in the future.

Moreover, as the Abbot, the meditation room he lived in would have to be decorated, wouldn't it?

"I have to go down the mountain to beg for alms and get some money."

If he wanted to repair the meditation room, he had to spend money. The problem was that the Shaolin Temple was poor.

They didn't even have enough food and clothing, how could they have money to repair the room?

Fortunately, in this world, Buddhism was respected. Monks had a very high status in this world, and martial arts practice was inseparable from the protection of Buddhism.

People practiced martial arts, but they also respected Buddhism.

The only way Xuanxin could think of to get money now was to go down the mountain to beg for alms and find one or two rich people.

He had to find a way to get some money