chapter 31

[Abbot Sign-In System]

Sign-In Value: 240400

Merit Value: 410

After the apprenticeship ceremony was completed, Xuanxin checked his attribute panel in the meditation room.

The information on the attribute panel of this Sign-In System looked quite concise and clear.

"Accepting a disciple increased my Sign-In Value by so much?"

"My Merit Points also increased a lot."

After reading the information on the attribute panel, Xuanxin couldn't help but feel a burst of joy.

His first disciple, Shaolin's third generation disciple, Wuzhen, the head disciple of the Abbot, although he is over 60 years old, he is a terrible old man.

But he is a person with great luck.

The boundless merit on his body, the nine-story Merit Golden Pagoda, can scare people to death.

Such a person with great luck, it is still unknown what kind of opportunities and good fortune will be in the future, but in any case, it is beneficial to keep him in Shaolin.

Now Shaolin already has a third generation disciple, and Xuanxin, the Abbot, also has his own eldest disciple.

This made Xuanxin's mentality slightly change.

The addition of Wuzhen can be regarded as the first step of Shaolin's recruitment of talents and development.

"Now that I have enough merit points, I can now manifest the Sect's magic treasure: Wooden Fish."

Now Xuanxin has accumulated more than 400 merit points, and manifesting the Sect's magic treasure, Wooden Fish, only requires 300 merit points.

Xuanxin can now manifest this Sect's magic treasure out of thin air.

Wooden fish, this is a Buddhist percussion instrument.

When chanting, it cooperates with the copper chime to control the chanting of the scriptures.

However, Xuanxin's magic treasure belongs to the Sect's magic treasure. Just manifesting it requires 300 merit points, it must have some extraordinary magical effects.

It must be a Buddhist treasure.

Thinking of this, Xuanxin couldn't help but find the Sect's magic treasure: Wooden Fish jade slip.

Buzz!!!

Xuanxin's sea of consciousness was filled with Buddhist light. Waves of enlightenment flashed through his mind.

The jade slip in his hand disappeared, and in front of Xuanxin, a round fish shape appeared out of thin air. Its abdomen was hollow, its head was open in the middle, and its tail was coiled. Its back was sloped, and its two sides were triangular.

This was a wooden fish. Xuanxin had seen it in a movie or TV series in his previous life.

Most senior monks who had attained the Dao would knock on the wooden fish for a while every day after their morning classes to listen to this percussion instrument.

Firstly, it was to cultivate his body and mind. Secondly, it was to improve his artistic cultivation.

"What kind of magical effects does this wooden fish have?"

If he wanted to know what was so special about this Sect's magical treasure, Xuanxin would have to strike it and feel it himself to understand.

Du du du …

In the meditation room, Xuanxin sat cross-legged and began to knock on the wooden fish in front of him with his eyes closed.

At first, Xuanxin did not find the feeling.

He didn't find the right state, nor did he find any rhythm when striking the wooden fish.

Buzz!!!

When Xuanxin's sea of consciousness was filled with Buddhist light again, Xuanxin fell into a wonderful and mysterious epiphany.

He immediately found the feeling and found the mysterious rhythm.

Du du du …

For a moment, in this small temple with only four or five small shabby houses in the mountains, the sound of the wooden fish rang out.

The knocking sound of the wooden fish went from loud to soft, and then from soft to loud again.

It was transmitted to the wall of one's heart and refracted.

Xuan Yuan was tidying up the courtyard. Xuan Gang was practicing Martial Arts. Wuzhen was comprehending the internal Qi.

After hearing the sound of the wooden fish, the mind calmed down.

His mind instantly calmed down. After listening carefully for a while, he unconsciously closed his eyes.

He only felt that the sound of the wooden fish seemed to be transmitted to his heart.

He felt comfortable all over and his spirit rose. It was as if a gust of Buddhist wind blew into his heart.

With the green light and yellow scroll, he gently pointed at the wooden fish. The word "Buddha" in his heart gradually enlarged. He felt the infinite mystery and profoundness.

Du du du …

The sound of the wooden fish seemed to have awakened Shaoshi Mountain. Clouds appeared, and wisps of Spiritual Qi washed the body and mind.

Xuan Gang, Xuan Yuan, and Wuzhen felt that the wooden fish was knocking in their hearts at this moment.

The rhythm was a kind of magnanimous and deep sound.

The sound was filled with Buddhist light. It changed from subtle to rough, up and down.

The grass was moving, the trees were shaking, and the wind was blowing. The wind was the transcendence of the sound of the wooden fish. It was nowhere and everywhere.

At this moment, Xuan Yuan's breathing was steady. Although he was standing in the courtyard, he looked as if he had fallen into a deep sleep.

In his sleep, Xuan Yuan saw countless Mahayana Buddhism Vajra Sutra lingering around him.

In the meditation room, Xuan Gang also seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep. In his dream, he used a set of palm techniques.

This palm technique was both internal and external. The palm force was endless.

His movements were bold and ferocious.

Mysterious and powerful!

Similarly, Wuzhen also unknowingly fell into a deep sleep amidst the sound of the wooden fish. In his dream, Wuzhen saw a vast golden pagoda.

On the golden pagoda, he saw the inscription on the stone tablet of the mountain gate …

"Gods and Buddhas sit high in the front hall."

"Sitting cross-legged with eyes closed, counting pearls."

"Calming the mind to transcend the sins."

"Worshipping Gods and collecting blessings in the human world."

When Xuanxin stopped knocking on the wooden fish, the whole mountain temple returned to silence.

When he opened his eyes, a divine aura shot out.

His sea of consciousness was filled with the most mysterious and profound realizations …

Walking out of the meditation room, Xuanxin saw Xuan Yuan in the courtyard, holding a broom. Xuan Yuan's eyes were closed, and he was motionless like a wooden man.

Xuan Yuan's breathing was steady. There was a unique rhythm between the inhalation and exhalation.

"Amitabha."

Coming to Xuan Yuan's side, Xuanxin immediately chanted the name of Buddha.

"Ah …"

"Abbot."

Xuan Yuan seemed to wake up from a trance. He said with a look of disbelief, "Why did I feel like I fell asleep while listening to the sound of the wooden fish just now?"

"And I had a dream."

"It felt so comfortable."

At this moment, Xuan Yuan's chubby face showed a happy smile.

He felt refreshed, and the essence, Qi, and spirit of his whole body were adjusted to the best.

"What dream did you have?"

Xuanxin put his palms together and looked at Xuan Yuan with a smile.

"Abbot, recently I heard about the Diamond Sutra of Mahayana Buddhism. I have a lot of doubts in my heart that have not been solved."

"Just listening to the sound of the wooden fish, I unknowingly seemed to have entered a dream. Then I saw the Diamond Sutra in the dream, and all the doubts that have not been solved before were solved."

After Xuan Yuan finished speaking, he only felt a burst of happiness and satisfaction in his heart. There was no trace of worry in his heart.

His thoughts were clear, his whole body was comfortable, and there was a kind of peace in his heart that he had never felt before.

At this moment, just as Xuan Yuan's voice fell, Xuan Gang ran out of the meditation room and said excitedly, "Abbot, I seemed to have just had a dream."

"Then, in the dream, I learned the Prajna Divine Palm."

Xuan Gang's face was full of excitement, as if he had been injected with chicken blood.

After rushing out, he began to practice the palm technique in the courtyard.

His movements were bold and fierce, and his fists were extremely fierce. A whole set of palm techniques was used, and the energy surged, raising a cloud of smoke and dust in the courtyard.

Xuan Gang had learned the sixth-grade martial technique, Prajna Divine Palm, in less than a day, but it was actually practiced by Xuan Gang.

Moreover, he learned it in a dream.

"Master, when I heard the sound of the wooden fish just now, I also seemed to have fallen into a dream."

"In the dream, I saw the inscription on the stone tablet of the mountain gate."

In his sixties, the Old Man, Shaolin's third generation disciple, Wuzhen, the head disciple of the Abbot, walked out of the meditation room and reported truthfully to Xuanxin.

Then, he saw that Xuan Gang, Xuan Yuan, and Wuzhen were all looking at Xuanxin curiously.

They all wanted to know what the sound of the wooden fish was about.