chapter 30
Wuzhen, who had fainted, was taken away by Xuan Yuan and carefully taken care of.
He boiled the medicine and drank it.
Xuan Yuan then used the inner force of the Boy Embracing Buddha Skill to help Wuzhen.
After combing his blood and Qi, treating his external injuries, and resting for four hours, Wuzhen was no longer in danger.
His whole person had recovered.
He was almost healed!
In the meditation room, Xuanxin put his palms together and looked extraordinary. Xuan Yuan and Xuan Gang stood beside him. At this time, Xuan Yuan and Xuan Gang were extremely solemn.
Their faces were serious.
Xuan Yuan was holding a wooden tray with a pair of iron scissors on it. Xuan Gang was also holding a wooden tray with a set of clean gray monk robes on it.
"Disciple Wuzhen greets Master."
"Greetings to the two Uncles."
Wuzhen, whose face was full of wrinkles and white hair, was an Old Man with an Old Man. His face was flushed and he looked very excited.
There was the spirit of a person who was in high spirits after a happy event.
He was already old, and now he had finally found his home.
He had found his spiritual sustenance.
He had found his faith.
Not only did he become a disciple of Shaolin as he wished, but he was also accepted as a third generation disciple by Abbot Xuanxin, the first direct disciple of the Abbot.
This was a great honor.
It was also a new beginning for him in his old age.
"Wuzhen, today I will shave my head and become a monk for you."
"From now on, when you become a disciple of Shaolin, you must abide by the rules and precepts of Buddhism. Your Buddhist name is Wuzhen, and you will be the first disciple of the third generation of Shaolin."
In front of Xuanxin, there was a register. He picked it up and opened it. The first page recorded the previous Abbot of Shaolin.
That was the old monk who had passed away, the master of the three disciples of Xuanxin, Hui Neng.
On the second page was the name list of Xuanxin's three martial brothers.
It was time to turn to the second page because Shaolin would not have any second generation disciples in the future. It was impossible for him to accept monks with the surname Xuan.
From now on, there would only be Xuanxin, the Abbot, and Xuangang Xuanyuan, two Shixiong of the Xuan generation.
The Xuan generation was also the highest generation that Shaolin would inherit in the future.
After all, the old monk from the Hui generation, Hui Neng, was already dead. Moreover, there was only the old monk from the Hui generation.
From now on, the disciples who joined Shaolin could only be from the third generation or the fourth generation.
Xuanxin hadn't thought of a name for the fourth generation yet.
He didn't think too far ahead. In any case, the third generation disciples had already been decided. In the future, whether it was him, Xuan Yuan, or Xuan Gang who would accept disciples, they would all become disciples.
As long as it was the third generation, it would be the 'Wu' generation.
"Disciple Wuzhen thanks Master."
Although Wuzhen was old, in front of Xuanxin, he was extremely sincere.
He was also extremely respectful towards Xuan Xin, this young teacher of his.
In his heart, his master's Buddhist teachings were profound. He was a sacred and extraordinary existence.
"If you join Shaolin, you must follow the Four Great Rituals and the Ten Commandments."
"The Four Great Rituals, sleep like a bow, sit like a bell, walk like the wind, and stand like a nail."
"The Ten Commandments, abstain from killing, stealing, lust, and alcohol. Don't sit on a high bed, don't eat at irregular times, don't be stained with fragrant flowers, don't be stained with fragrant oil, and don't be born with gold, silver, and treasures."
In this world where martial arts flourished, some rules and commandments were not strictly followed.
For example, abstaining from killing!
After Xuanxin recorded Wuzhen's name list, he began to shave Wuzhen's head. This was a very sacred and solemn ceremony.
At least for a monk, this moment was especially important.
Picking up the iron scissors, when strands of white hair fell from Wuzhen's head, Xuanxin said solemnly, "Three thousand strands of worry, each strand is better than the last."
"Remove all intentions, and replace them with ignorance."
"Cut away three thousand strands of worry, and accompany the lamp and Buddha alone."
Every word of Xuan Xin's contained the wisdom of Buddhism and Chan Ji.
Wuzhen's white hair went in, officially becoming a monk and a third generation disciple of Shaolin Temple.
He was also the first disciple of the abbot.
From now on, Wuzhen would be the senior brother of all the third generation disciples.
Finally, in Xuan Yuan, he handed over twelve incense sticks. Xuanxin poked twelve marks on Wuzhen's bald head.
The whole shave ceremony was finally completed.
Of course, this was a relatively simple ceremony. The first disciple of an abbot in a real big temple would definitely have a series of ceremonies.
Although Xuanxin was Shaolin's abbot, the Shaolin Temple did not have any conditions at the moment. He could only accept a simple disciple through a simple ceremony.
When Shaolin became rich in the future, he would open the temple and accept disciples with extravagance.
"Eh?"
At this time, Xuanxin noticed that under the gaze of the Golden Eyes of Luck, the Golden Eyes of Luck.
He found that Wuzhen's Golden Pagoda of Merits had condensed nine levels. The mysterious nine-level Golden Pagoda of Merits was also engraved with countless golden words.
Even Xuanxin's Golden Eyes of Luck could not completely see these golden words.
He only felt a faint sense of familiarity.
Immediately, Xuanxin did not pay too much attention to it.
Wuzhen had great luck, but his only shortcoming was that he was too old.
Xuanxin was so young, and he was his first disciple.
He was an Old Man who was over 60 years old. To be honest, Xuanxin felt a little uncomfortable at first.
There was a strange feeling in this matter.
But after officially completing the shave ceremony, this uncomfortable feeling completely disappeared.
As the saying went, the one who reached the top was the teacher. Although Xuanxin was young, whether it was in terms of ability or Buddhist doctrine.
He was fully qualified to be a teacher.
Besides, he was Shaolin's abbot.
In this world where martial arts flourished, the one with the bigger fist was the one who was reasonable, not the one who was old.
He was not respected because of his age.
"Xuan Gang, take Wuzhen down and familiarize him with Shaolin's environment first."
"Then teach him martial arts."
Xuanxin wanted to let Xuan Gang teach Wuzhen the Boy Buddha Embracing Technique.
He wanted to guide Wuzhen to start on the path of martial arts.
After all, Wuzhen was an ordinary person, and an old man who was over 60 years old. It was too late for him to start on the path of martial arts at this age.
Of course, Xuanxin did not expect Wuzhen to have much development on the path of martial arts.
How could an old man who was over 60 years old have any martial arts talent to speak of?
It was impossible!
Not only did Xuanxin not expect Wuzhen to have any attainments in martial arts, but he also did not expect Wuzhen to have any attainments in Buddhist doctrine.
Accepting Wuzhen as a third-generation disciple and the first direct disciple of him, the abbot.
It was completely dependent on his great luck.
He had the immeasurable merit and the mysterious nine-level Golden Pagoda of Merit. Although he did not know what kind of opportunities he would have in the future.
What kind of good fortune would he have?
At least for now, Wuzhen joining Shaolin could greatly increase Shaolin's luck.
It could provide Xuanxin with a lot of sign-in points.
That was enough, and he did not expect anything else!
Letting Wuzhen learn the Boy Buddha Embracing Technique was mainly because he was too old. If he could start on the path of martial arts now and start cultivating.
At least his body would be much stronger and his lifespan would be longer.
Spending a few years to cultivate to the second or third stage would be very good. In the future, Wuzhen would work in Shaolin and it would be enough for him to retire.
Xuanxin mainly thought so.
After explaining, Xuangang Xuanyuan and Wuzhen left Xuanxin's meditation room and went to do their own things.