chapter 40

After the girl in white left, Xuanxin returned to his meditation room.

[Abbot Sign In System]

Sign In Value: 350400

Merit Value: 410

Opening the attribute panel, Xuanxin found that his Sign In value has increased by a lot, and the most incredible thing is that he has accumulated 410 merit points.

Compared to before, it has increased by more than 200 points.

"How could this be?"

Yesterday, he also preached Mahayana Buddhism, and he also used the Sect's magic treasure, the wooden fish.

But it only increased by 100 merit points.

Today, it increased by more than 200 merit points, so his thoughts yesterday were not logical at all.

"What the hell happened?"

Xuanxin began to ponder. The sudden increase in merit points seems to have nothing to do with what he thought before. Using the Sect's magic treasure, the wooden fish, and preaching Mahayana Buddhism's Diamond Sutra to complete the change in Shaoshi Mountain's spiritual energy.

"Is it because of her?"

Xuanxin's eyes lit up, thinking about it, it can only be the girl in white.

"Why is this?"

After thinking for a while, Xuanxin also couldn't understand the cause and effect.

The main reason is that this girl in white makes Xuanxin feel that he can't see through her.

Could it be that the girl in white listened to Shaolin's Mahayana Buddhism?

What hatred has been resolved?

What Xuanxin doesn't know is that today, there have been two battles between the Devil Path and the Buddhist Path, and almost all of them, the Buddhist Path has the upper hand.

"But I will be able to manifest the Mahavira Hall soon."

"This is indeed a joyous occasion."

Xuanxin was pleasantly surprised. It has been two days in a row, preaching Mahayana Buddhism's Diamond Sutra with the help of the Sect's magic treasure, the wooden fish.

He has inexplicably accumulated so many merit points.

No matter what is going on, it is a great thing for Xuanxin.

Manifesting the Mahavira Hall only requires 500 merit points. If this continues, won't Shaolin soon have the real Sect's core building, the Mahavira Hall?

"Master, disciple Wuzhen asks for an audience."

At this moment, the voice of the eldest disciple Wuzhen came from outside Xuanxin's meditation room.

"Come in."

Xuan Yuan and Wuzhen were busy paving the mountain path. Xuanxin didn't know why Wuzhen came back at this time.

"Master, disciple was at the mountain gate's stone tablet earlier …"

As soon as he entered the meditation room, Wuzhen greeted him respectfully and told him about how he beat up the nine elders of the Devil Cult until their noses and faces were swollen and bruised.

He reported it to Xuanxin truthfully.

However, according to Wuzhen's words, there were a few strange people who did not care about martial ethics and were shameless enough to cause trouble.

He was taught a lesson by Shaolin's Arhat Fist.

It was as if this was just a small matter that was not worth mentioning.

"Are you hurt?"

When Xuanxin heard this, he immediately sized up Wuzhen.

He was still a little worried. After all, Wuzhen was a dying Old Man, such a treasured old man with great luck.

He had just entered the martial arts and only had the strength of the first level of Martial Arts.

If he fought with others, he would hurt his tendons and bones and fall ill.

Xuanxin was very worried about Wuzhen's old bones!

However, he didn't think about those strange troublemakers.

Just by thinking about it, these strange troublemakers could be pressed to the ground by Wu Zhen until their faces were bruised and swollen.

It was obvious how weak these strange troublemakers were.

Nine people, pressed down on the ground by a Houtian first stage old man, violently beaten up. It could be seen that these nine people were so weak and powerless … …

"I'm fine."

Wuzhen shook his head seriously. Old Man was a dying old man.

Now, his spirit was in the peak state of a withered tree getting a new lease of life.

"Well, I know."

"In the future, when you meet troublemakers, you must be careful not to recklessly fight with them."

Xuanxin was still a little worried. He was afraid that Wuzhen, who was over sixty years old, was too straightforward. He was an old man who had just entered the martial arts and was only at the acquired first level.

If in the future, his brain was not flexible enough, he was likely to be beaten to death inexplicably.

Because Wuzhen looked too old, he was the kind of person who couldn't take a beating.

Xuanxin didn't know that Wuzhen was an invincible existence beside the stone tablet. No one could stand up and fight with him.

Xuanxin didn't expect Wuzhen to have any achievements in martial arts. He also didn't expect him to have any achievements in Buddhism in the future.

Now, his idea was to be a mascot, guarding the gate of Shaolin Temple.

In the future, Wuzhen may have a great opportunity, but even if he didn't, he could suppress Shaolin's luck.

Based on this point, in Xuanxin's heart, Wuzhen was qualified to be the first disciple of the third generation of direct disciples.

"Abbot, Xuan Yuan has something to report."

At this time, Xuan Yuan's voice came from the door.

"Come in."

After sending Wuzhen away, Xuanxin called Xuan Yuan in.

"Abbot."

As soon as he entered the meditation room, Xuan Yuan bowed slightly to Xuanxin. He put his palms together and solemnly said: "The new monk robes in our temple have been purchased."

Before, Xuanxin had ordered to buy a new set of monk robes for Shaolin.

The main thing was that he was wearing this old and white monk robe.

It was not dignified, too shabby, and very ugly.

On the surface, Xuanxin might be a divine monk who didn't care about appearance.

But in fact, he still cared about looking good and dignified.

"You can distribute it."

The matter of buying monk robes was just a small matter for Shaolin.

He didn't even need Xuanxin, the abbot, to pay attention to it.

"Yes."

"Abbot, the progress of the mountain road is very fast. It will be finished by tomorrow morning."

At present, Shaolin was doing a lot of infrastructure. The first infrastructure project was to build a road down the mountain.

If you want to get rich, you have to build roads first, no matter where and when.

This was an iron law of development.

"So fast?"

Xuanxin didn't expect the mountain road to Shaolin Temple to be paved so fast. The progress was one day faster than expected.

Immediately, Xuanxin felt a little happy, because the mountain road meant there would be believers.

Shaolin could soon do something big.

"Tomorrow afternoon, Shaolin will hold a Dharma assembly."

"Give more money to the workers building the road."

"Let them go back and spread the news to Shaolin, especially in the Fallen Immortal Town …"

Xuanxin couldn't wait, and he was more or less excited. There were no believers in the wilderness, and he had been lonely for too long.

Thinking about how Shaolin was going to enter a stage of rapid development under his leadership, Xuanxin's eyes couldn't help but flash.

Thousands of believers, incense, and incense. Just thinking about it made his blood boil.

Previously, when he went down the mountain and begged for alms in the Fallen Immortal Town, it caused quite a stir. At least in the Fallen Immortal Town, Shaolin had some reputation.

As long as he spread the news, there should be many people coming to attend the first dharma assembly held by Shaolin.

"The idea will be?"

Xuan Yuan was stunned, and then his face was filled with excitement.

His eyes were full of excitement and ecstasy.

"Abbot, I … I'll go and make preparations now …"

Xuan Yuan was so excited that his face flushed. He rubbed his hands and hurriedly left the meditation room. He was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth. In the yard, he exclaimed, "Buddha."

"Master, you are serving the Buddha."

"Now, do you see it?"

At this moment, Xuan Yuan couldn't help but have tears in his eyes. Shaolin Temple used to be a small temple in the mountains where even food and clothing were a problem.

Under the leadership of the abbot, it developed rapidly in just a few days.

Now, the dharma assembly was going to be held!

Shaolin's first dharma assembly must be held successfully. It was a tedious thing that required careful preparation.

Now, there were a total of four monks in Shaolin Temple. Except for Xuanxin, who was the abbot, there were only Xuan Yuan and Xuan Gang.

Xuan Gang was obsessed with martial arts. Xuan Yuan didn't expect Xuan Gang to help him with these matters at all.

This guy was only interested in martial arts. He didn't care about anything else in Shaolin Temple.

Wuzhen also had to guard the mountain gate and count the stone materials transported over.

Therefore, Xuan Yuan didn't have any helpers.

He didn't have any experience, so he could only cross the river and prepare for Shaolin's first dharma assembly.