chapter 57

As for the construction of the Sect, Xuanxin was already very familiar with the use of the jade slips.

The Buddha's light filled his sea of consciousness. After a moment of enlightenment, Xuanxin couldn't help but sigh.

"Sure enough."

Just as he had expected, he still needed to spend merit points to manifest the sect's building.

Sect Construction: Bell and Drum Tower. Using this jade slip required 500 merit points.

It was the same as the previous Mahavira Hall!

Now Xuanxin had accumulated a total of more than 900 merit points.

Just showing the Bell and Drum Tower required more than half of it.

"Let's take it step by step."

Xuanxin didn't look at the other jade slips for the time being. He carefully put them away.

There was no need to look. Whether it was the Abbot's Zen Temple, the Monk's Zen Temple, or the Sutra Pavilion, they were all excellent and extraordinary Sect buildings.

Showing them would be of great use!

But it was certain that showing them would also require merit points.

Xuanxin decided that when he had merit points, he would use them step by step to show the Sect construction. For now, he wouldn't look at the jade slips one by one.

He didn't want to be tempted but didn't have enough merit points to show them all.

"Today, I'll show the Bell and Drum Tower first."

Among these Sect constructions, the Bell and Drum Tower should be the most important.

Showing the Bell and Drum Tower required a total of 500 merit points.

Fortunately.

This time, Xuanxin had accumulated enough merit points.

"Master, breakfast is ready."

At this moment, the eldest disciple Wuzhen walked into the Mahavira Hall.

He had already prepared breakfast.

Xuanxin nodded and walked out of the Mahavira Hall. He saw the old man in green, Du Tongfu, who had been kneeling outside the hall all night.

"Master, I admire the Mahayana Buddhism.

"Shaolin, please take me in."

Seeing Xuanxin, Du Tongfu immediately bowed sincerely. His eyes were full of determination and perseverance.

As long as he believed in the Dao, he would never give up.

"Shaolin is not fated to be with you."

Shaking his head, Xuanxin could not be bothered to waste his breath. Even though the green-clothed old man's performance yesterday was not bad.

He had rushed up Shaoshi Mountain at the crucial moment, and in the end, he did not run away.

He was a man of great wisdom and a resolute Dao seeker.

At present, Shaolin was also in need of talents, but Xuanxin still did not want to get involved in the power struggles of the secular world. This cyan-robed old man was definitely not an ordinary person. If Shaolin accepted him, he would definitely be involved in disputes in the future.

This was something Xuanxin didn't want to see.

Passing by Du Tongfu, the green-clothed old man, Xuanxin went straight into the room. He saw that the dining table was already filled with seven to eight plates of delicate stir-fried dishes.

Quan Su.

There were also small salted vegetables, big white steamed buns, and millet porridge.

Now that Shaolin's supplies were plentiful, his food was getting better and better.

"Abbot."

Xuan Yuan and Xuan Gang stood at the dining table and respectfully bowed. Out of respect for Xuanxin, they bowed.

"Master, Master …"

Wu Tian had already put on the monk's robe that Xuan Yuan had tailored for him. He looked like an innocent little Buddhist monk.

He was very silly and cute.

"Let's eat."

Xuanxin sat down at the head of the table, followed by Xuan Yuan and Xuan Gang. Finally, Wu Zhen and Wu Tian sat.

Wu Tian belonged to the kind of people who were born with early intelligence.

He was a child full of spiritual energy.

Some things did not need to be taught. His big spiritual eyes were always observing people's expressions, and he knew what to do.

Wu Zhen's culinary skills were as good as always. These stir-fried dishes looked, smelled, and were very delicate and delicious.

Wu Tian, the little guy, stood on a stool and leaned over the table, holding a big bowl of millet porridge and drinking it in big gulps.

Then he ate the stir-fried dishes in big mouthfuls.

It could be said that the addition of Wu Tian, this cute child, made Shaolin's daily life a little more interesting.

In the past, out of respect for Xuanxin, even when eating at the dining table.

There would also be a serious sense of suppression.

There was no other way. As the abbot, Xuanxin had to maintain his dignity, so it was impossible for him to do such things to liven up the atmosphere.

Now that Wu Tian was here, the atmosphere of the daily life suddenly eased a lot.

After breakfast, Xuanxin left the room and went to the courtyard to look into the distance. He looked at the scenery of Shaoshi Mountain and the clouds on the peak of the mountain.

At this moment, Xuanxin really felt peaceful. The inner feeling of helplessness that he had when he had just crossed over was gone.

The uneasiness and uneasiness in his heart had completely disappeared.

His whole body and mind had been integrated into Shaoshi Mountain.

Integrated into Shaolin Temple.

The mountains, the rivers, the grass, and the trees all gave Xuanxin a special sense of intimacy.

"Master, Master …"

After breakfast, the little guy Wu Tian, with rice grains still at the corners of his mouth, ran happily to Xuanxin.

Pulling Xuanxin's monk robe, his small body was attached to Xuanxin's thigh.

He was very dependent on Xuanxin.

"Master, what are you looking at?"

The little guy Wu Tian raised his head and looked at Xuanxin curiously with his quick-witted and precocious eyes.

"Looking at the clouds …"

Looking at the entire Shaoshi Mountain, it had to be said that Shaoshi Mountain was very big, and there were many open spaces near Shaolin Temple.

Xuanxin was looking for a suitable place to set up the bell and drum tower.

"Master, the leaves have fallen. The leaves have left the leaves. Is the tree bad for it?"

Hugging his master's thigh, the little guy Wu Tian asked innocently.

"No." Xuanxin replied.

Wu Tian pondered and asked curiously, "Then is it the wind that took it away?"

"Not really."

"Ah?"

"Then why did they separate when they were together?"

Xuanxin said patiently, "They separated because they were no longer suitable for each other."

"No longer suitable? Then whose fault is it?"

"There is no right or wrong."

…

…

The master and disciple's questions and answers were also interesting. The little guy Wu Tian could always ask countless interesting questions.

He was born with precocious wisdom.

It could be said that he was born with spiritual energy and could always draw inferences from one case.

The questions he asked were sometimes fresh and refined, with a sense of Zen in them.

Not long after, Xuan Yuan, Xuan Gang, and Wu Zhen were ready, waiting for Xuanxin to preach the Mahayana Buddhism Diamond Sutra in the Hall of Great Strength.

But what made Xuanxin feel strange was that at this time, why didn't any pilgrims or believers come?

This didn't make sense.

Yesterday, Shaolin's first dharma assembly was so successful, and there were many people near the foot of Shaoshi Mountain.

The mountain road was also repaired, so why didn't anyone come up to listen to the dharma?

Why didn't anyone come up to burn incense and worship Buddha?

"Amitabha."

After chanting the name of Buddha and shaking his head, Xuanxin also didn't understand.

Immediately, he led his little disciple Wu Tian into the Hall of Great Strength.

Tock tock tock …

The sound of the wooden fish and the chanting of sutras came out from the Hall of Great Strength, as if awakening the spiritual energy of the entire Shaoshi Mountain.

The spiritual energy surged, constantly cleansing this person's body and mind. Outside the Hall of Great Strength, the old man in green, Du Tongfu, was kneeling.

At this time, he heard the Mahayana Buddhism Diamond Sutra and the mysterious sound of the wooden fish.

Like a thirsty rain, he only felt comfortable and intoxicated. Even if he couldn't become Shaolin's disciple, it was worth it to listen to the Mahayana Buddhism every day.