chapter 32

Xuanxin didn't explain the sound of the wooden fish to Xuan Yuan, Xuan Gang, or Wuzhen.

"Amitabha."

He just said the name of Buddha and went back to the meditation room with an unfathomable face.

First of all, Xuanxin was the abbot, so he didn't want to explain too much.

Second, he wanted to maintain a certain sense of mystery, which could better maintain his prestige.

Anyway, in their eyes, he was the reincarnation of Buddha.

He was also the living Bodhisattva.

This was also why Xuanxin had always asked his two senior brothers to call him abbot, and he had never called Xuan Gang and Xuan Yuan senior brothers.

"This wooden fish is really a Buddhist treasure."

Back in the meditation room, Xuanxin picked up the wooden fish and played with it lovingly.

This wooden fish was indeed a Buddhist treasure, and it did have a very magical and extraordinary effect.

Xuanxin had completely understood just now.

First of all, the sound of the wooden fish had the effect of calming the mind and regulating the Qi and blood in the body. This alone was very good for the physical and mental health.

In the future, when there were more disciples in the Shaolin Temple, he would let them listen to the sound of the wooden fish every day. It was also a very good way to relax and entertain.

In addition, the sound of the wooden fish also had a magical and extraordinary effect.

That was the effect of hypnosis.

As long as one didn't resist the sound of the wooden fish, one could be hypnotized for a very short period of time. This kind of hypnosis was actually a very mysterious meditation.

Especially those who had obsessions in their hearts, and the deeper their obsessions, the more they would enter a dream constructed by their obsessions after being hypnotized.

At this moment, those who had good thoughts in their hearts would find the answer in this obsessions dream, obtain enlightenment, and obtain true liberation.

When one woke up from the dream, one would have a feeling of three thousand worries gone.

One would have a feeling of detachment.

One would be happy mentally, and one's thoughts would be clear and relaxed.

Of course, this wooden fish couldn't be knocked by just anyone. Only Xuanxin, who had mastered the rhythm, could knock out the mysterious feeling of hypnosis and entering the obsessions dream.

"With the wooden fish, it can be regarded as improving my business ability."

Xuanxin decided that in the future, after he finished his morning classes and preaching the Mahayana Dharma, he would knock on the wooden fish with the most precious treasure of Buddhism.

First of all, the monks of Shaolin Temple would be physically and mentally healthy.

He had to maintain his peak physical and mental state every day.

Secondly, if one had any obsessions or troubles, they would be hypnotized by the sound of the wooden fish. They would then meditate and enter the dream of obsessions to be freed.

For example, Xuan Yuan's obsession was to be obsessed with the Dharma. When he was confused about something in the Dharma,

The answer could be found in the dream of obsession.

Xuan Gang's obsession was the Martial Dao. This guy was a martial arts fanatic. When he encountered a bottleneck in the Martial Dao, he could make breakthroughs in his dreams.

Wuzhen's eldest disciple was an Old Man in his sixties. His obsession seemed to be the inscriptions on the stone tablet at the mountain gate.

Xuanxin reckoned that the inscriptions on the stone tablet should be Wuzhen's good fortune and opportunity.

"When a person doesn't have an obsession …"

Xuanxin fell into deep thought. When a person doesn't have an obsession, no matter what they are focused on, they will be able to achieve great results.

They will achieve twice the results with half the effort and obtain unimaginable improvement.

Xuan Yuan's Dharma and Xuan Gang's Martial Dao would both enter an extremely smooth improvement.

Of course, the premise of all of this was based on Xuangang Xuanyuan's astonishing talent and comprehension. He was also a Young Crouching Dragon and Phoenix.

Obsessions represented a person's troubles.

Without obsessions, one's thoughts would be clear, and their thoughts would be smooth.

Naturally, they would feel happy and feel that everything had become better.

[Abbot Sign-in System]

Sign-In Value: 240400

Merit Value: 110

Opening the stats panel, Xuanxin found that he still had more than 100 merit points left.

"If only I could show the Mahavira Hall as well."

For a moment, Xuanxin frowned. Showing the Mahavira Hall required 500 merit points.

He was still short of 400 points.

In the Sect's construction, the Mahavira Hall was the most important.

"Abbot."

At this moment, Xuan Gang's voice came from outside the door.

"Come in."

He didn't know what Xuan Gang wanted to do at this time.

"Abbot, Wuzhen is too old. With his current foundation and aptitude, he can't practice the Rank 9 technique, Virgin Buddha Embracing Technique."

Xuan Gang scratched his head and said helplessly.

Wuzhen was already over 60 years old. It was a joke for him to practice Martial Dao at this age.

"Go open your bag and take out the Plum Blossom Stance Footwork and Shaolin's Arhat Fist for Wuzhen to practice."

Xuanxin was stunned for a moment. He knew what Xuan Gang was talking about.

The Virgin Buddha Embracing Technique was a top-tier internal technique.

It was a Rank 9 technique.

It required extremely high aptitude and comprehension. Otherwise, there was no way to learn it.

Wuzhen was already an old man over 60 years old. At his age, whether it was aptitude or comprehension, it was his foundation.

Moreover, it was his own bone structure. To put it bluntly, he had no fate with martial arts.

The higher the grade of a cultivation technique or martial technique, the higher the requirement for one's innate talent and comprehension ability.

For example, Xuanxin's aptitude was mediocre. He wanted to master the basic techniques. Compared to a prodigy like Xuan Gang, it took him a long time.

The time he spent was at least ten times longer than Xuan Gang.

This gap was difficult to make up for and surpass.

Therefore, when Xuanxin found that there was no system to help him master the basics, he decisively chose to give up.

Speaking of Wuzhen, Xuanxin didn't count on his achievements in Martial Dao at all.

He really couldn't practice high grade martial skills and cultivation methods.

The Rank 2 techniques, Plum Blossom Stance Footwork and Shaolin's Arhat Fist, didn't have any requirements for aptitude, comprehension, or aptitude.

Wuzhen could use them to practice.

It was fine as long as it could strengthen his body. There was no need to force anything else.

…

…

Early the next morning, a young girl dressed in white came to the stone tablet at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain.

She looked at the majestic stone tablet.

She was lost in thought for a long time.

Her skin was whiter than snow. She was elegant and refined. Her eyes were like a pool of clear water. When she looked around, she had an elegant and noble temperament. It made people feel ashamed of their inferiority and didn't dare to profane her.

Squeak squeak squeak …

On the young girl's shoulder, a Little Ferret with snow-white fur jumped around. It was full of spirituality and had rich expressions.

"Master, isn't this just an ordinary stone tablet?"

"What's there to see?"

The Little Ferret was full of spirituality. It jumped around on the young girl's shoulder and scratched its ears and cheeks.

"This stone tablet …"

The young girl's words were like pearls. Her voice was soft and clear.

It was extremely pleasant to hear.

"Master, Libation thinks that you must have made a mistake."

"You said that on this mountain, there's a temple called Shaolin. There's also a very good-looking monk. He was the one who cured your severed Devil Spirit Root."

"That's simply impossible. If he could heal your severed Devil Spirit Root, then how powerful and capable does this monk have to be?"

"Libation is a Houtu Sacred Ferret with an ancient bloodline. No illusions in the world can deceive my spiritual eyes."

"I've seen it. This mountain is just an ordinary mountain. The water is also ordinary water. This stone tablet is just an ordinary stone tablet. The monk on the mountain is definitely not someone with powerful divine abilities."

"Master, you must have made a mistake. It's impossible for a place with powerful divine abilities to not have a trace of Dao …"

The Little Ferret on the young girl's shoulder jumped around and chattered non-stop. It was like a chatterbox that kept on chattering in the young girl's ear.

If an ordinary person heard it, it would sound like a squeak …

But to the young girl, it sounded like a child's voice.

"Master, your Devil Spirit Root was … severed by Mo Luo." When Little Ferret mentioned Mo Luo, its spirituality was filled with fear.

It was extremely frightened!

Its whole body trembled and shrank. Then, it couldn't help but start chattering again.

Squeak squeak squeak …

"Master, think about it. If he could heal your Devil Spirit Root, then wouldn't he be … a powerful person from the upper realm? How could someone from the upper realm live here?"

"Would a place where someone from the upper realm live be so ordinary?"

"Libation thinks that no matter which powerful person or devil from the upper realm it is, if he healed your Devil Spirit Root, there's no need for us to come here and look for him."

"Let's hide and wait for you to recover your strength. Wait for my bloodline to be unsealed. Then, we'll look for Mo Luo … for revenge …"