My Beautiful Teacher

Chapter 118. On the Great Hall of the Great Hall

Lushan Baotai Temple, among the Daxiong Hall. Dozens of bald-headed **** in yellow shirts sat on the futon. In front of them, it is the three kings of the Daxiong Hall.

Underneath the idol, there was a middle-aged man in a red plaque. The monks are solemn and solemn, as if the Buddha were alive.

Whether it was the middle-aged monk or the yellow-shirted monk below, they all sat there, closing their eyes, like the statues around them, motionless.

Among these monks, the most obvious one is to count a beautiful woman in a red trench coat. The woman, unlike other monks, sneaked around and looked at the magnificent Daxiong Hall.

"Su Ji." The middle-aged monk suddenly spoke, with a peaceful power in his voice. "Don't be distracted when you are in the morning class."

"Oh, Master..." The little girl smirked as if she was spoiled at her father. She said to the monk, "When people first came to the Daxiong Hall, it was very curious."

For this lively disciple of his own, in fact, this middle-aged monk also likes it very much. Su Ji talent is extraordinary, and has a relationship with the Buddha, very Buddha. At the age of twenty, he has already entered the foundation of the foundation. This is almost a rare thing in the realm of comprehension.

Unfortunately, she is a foreigner after all, and she is still a woman. If she is a man, she will break the rules of this division and lead her to convert. In this case, there is another proud disciple under the Buddha's door. You can also have a young master in this Baoshan Temple.

For the daughter of Su Jisheng, this Baoshan Temple in Lushan Mountain has only a monk for thousands of years, and there have been no precedents for nuns.

However, this does not stop the middle-aged monks from loving the loved ones. He smiled and said.

"Su Ji, you are in a state of instability, the six words of the big curse of the savvy, only learned so badly. For the teacher to teach this practice a year ago, originally thought that within a year, you can learn the fine Unexpectedly, when I saw you today, you only learned the fourth curse and let the teacher disappoint."

"Master..." Suu Kyi still licked his mouth and said with dissatisfaction. "You said it, it's just a superficial effort. Sukhoi learns not to force."

"Oh?" The middle-aged monk raised an eyebrow. "This is not a force, how is it explained?"

"The amount is to learn badly, no motivation."

"This is a bad saying." The middle-aged monk smiled and waved his hand and said to a young monk next to Su Ji. "Faith, let your sisters see it, the real six-character curse, the power of geometry."

"Yes, Master." The young monk named Fafa folded his hands and stood up. He turned and rushed to the door of the hall, facing the sky outside the door, and began to carry a fingerprint.

"Oh, okay, ah, oh, mic, oh!"

Unlike Suu Kyi, he spit out six Buddha sounds at once, clear and screaming, and resounding through the soul. After reading the spell, the law introduced both hands. I saw white, green, yellow, blue, red and black. The six colors of the French ink flew into the air and wraped around to form a huge circle. I rushed out of the hall and squatted under the blue sky.

A Buddha's treasure like a golden body, suddenly sitting in six French seals. Then, six French seals gathered in the center of the golden body, a golden glare, suddenly swaying, and instantly like the water pattern of the opening, filled with the entire Daxiong Hall.

Pure and peaceful Buddha power washes every corner. Even the soul did not miss it. Su Ji suddenly felt that the Lingtai was empty, and the heart was swept away because of the depression of the Qin Dynasty.

At this moment, she was a lot easier.

After doing all this, the law turned around and gave a gift to the middle-aged monk and Suji, then sat back on the futon and closed his eyes.

"The Buddha of the Fa-rectification has been refined a lot." The middle-aged monk couldn't help but nod. This method is also his proud disciple. After he was taken from the orphanage at the age of one, he followed him to learn Dharma. When I was only 19 years old, it was already a supernatural power.

Unfortunately, the Baoshan Temple in Lushan has always been low-key, and very few people know that among the younger generation, there are such young masters.

Su Ji also spit out her tongue. She did not expect that the six-character mantra was cultivated to the extreme, and it was so powerful. However, her eyes turned and she smiled and said.

"Unfair, Master." Su Ji pouted again, a look that was not forgiving. "Sister brother, he followed Master from a young age, and he did not say the Buddha's strength, and he was still a supernatural power, higher than me!" Otherwise, Master tells me how to practice the magical realm of my supernatural powers. I just heard about the Diamond Sutra. I heard that the Diamond Sutra is good."

"Noisy." The middle-aged monk shook his head again and again. "This diamond is only suitable for men who are yang, how can you cultivate."

"Hey, then pass on to me other exercises. Master, Master, you are the best." Su Ji saw Master and his old man, and quickly went down.

"The monks don't swear." The middle-aged monk sighed. "Su Ji, Master has told you that there is no such thing as a woman's practice in this Baoshan Temple." Buddha's spell, Xiangyang Zhigang, you Can't learn."

After that, the middle-aged monk slowly closed his eyes and continued to recite early lessons.

"Hey, Master is stingy!" Suu Kyi saw that his plan was frustrated and sat there in disappointment.

At this time, the law of closing the eyes and keeping the gods suddenly pulled her sleeves. Su Ji blinked and saw that the eyes were not blind, but he secretly pulled out a wire-bound book from his sleeve and stuffed it into Su Ji’s hand.

Su Ji took a look at it, and it was a few kiddies.

"Nine characters are handprints."

Good guy, Su Ji has long known that this nine-word mantra is one of the best in the Baoshan Temple. This mind is not a powerful attack on the mind, but the nine handprints have their own magic. By practicing to the extreme, you can become a Buddha.

Unexpectedly, the French brothers actually put this scholastic into himself, and Su Ji suddenly liked his heart, and his mouth was full of beautiful smiles.

"Thank you brother." She knew that Master's ear thief was very good, so she lowered her voice and said to Fa.

The little monk in the law suddenly had a red face and the scriptures in his mouth were read faster.

At this time, the middle-aged monk sitting in front suddenly opened his eyes and opened his mouth.

"Su Ji."

"Ah! Master?" Su Ji looked a little confused, but she quickly hid the book and stuffed it into the sleeves of her trench coat.

"Do you know why the teacher called you from Sunan City?"

"Ah? Master, where do I go to guess? I don't think so much like your old man, you can guess anything."

The middle-aged monk meditated and slowly began to speak.

"For the teacher in the direction of Sunan City today, I realized a yin and evil spirit."

When he said this, Suu Ji was a big mess. Heaven, is it that Master, the old man, has already noticed the Qin Dynasty? What if the division wants to catch the Qin Dynasty by itself? He is a respected teacher and arrested the Qin Dynasty. Or, betrayed the teacher's door, and the Qin Chao elopes well?

If they run away with Qin Chao, they can go there. At that time, the right path of the world must be bound by the taboo of their love. The power of the decent is powerful enough to be imagined. God, what should I do?

As soon as he thought of the appearance of the Qin Dynasty, Su Ji had just been washed by the Buddha's power and began to cage the clouds.

I don’t know the mind of my apostles, and the middle-aged monks continue to say.

"If you think that the teacher is good, this should be the zombie king who has been cultivated for thousands of years."

"Zombie King!" Hearing this, Suu Kyi just jumped a bit in a panic. It turns out that Master does not refer to the Qin Dynasty. I said, a little demon can't attract the attention of Master and his old man.

The three words of the zombie king caused a riot in the Daxiong Hall. Even Su Ji’s brother, who couldn’t help but wrinkle his brow.

"Master, is there really such a zombie thing?" Although he is in Buddhism, Su Ji is only a foreign disciple, and he still doesn't understand many things.

"Yes." The middle-aged monk nodded. "If you trace its roots, the earliest zombie ancestor is a mythical drought. This zombie is also divided into six levels, white stiff, black stiff, jumping body, flying corpse. There are also droughts and floods. Legend has it that the zombies that have been cultivated into droughts and floods can attract the dragons to attract drought and red land. The zombie king to be born in Sunan City is a five-level zombie that has reached the level of drought and flood. If he is completely If you wake up, you will have a drought in a thousand miles. At that time, Sunan City will be a thousand miles away.

"So powerful..." Suu spit out his tongue. "That, Master, isn't there a six-level zombie?"

"Really..." The middle-aged monk nodded. "To say these six-level zombies, we still have a bit of a relationship with the Buddha. Because of the six-level zombies, the power can be called with the gods. There is only one such thing, the name of the world. It is called 犼."

"Hey?" Suu Kyi blinked. "Isn't that the mount of the Bodhisattva?"

"Yes, the King of Bodhisattva has conquered the six-level zombies, and the name given to it is called 犼."

"It turned out to be like this..." Su Ji nodded, and suddenly he was a little nervous. "That Master, Sunan City will be dangerous."

"You can rest assured this." The middle-aged monk laughed. "Since the zombie king is born, naturally there will be masters from various factions to surrender. Su Ji ~ www.wuxiaspot.com~ This time, you go with the law. Demon slayer demon is a matter of Buddhism disciples."

When he heard this, Su Ji was relieved. At this time, the middle-aged monk waved and said.

"Everyone else is gone, the law is left, and there are some words for the teacher to marry you."

When only the French and middle-aged monks were left in the hall, the middle-aged monk suddenly began to speak.

"Faith, the nine-character mantra is easy to learn and difficult to learn. Your little teacher is naughty, you have to assist her more."

"Teacher... Master..." The Fa did not expect that this movement was disparaged by the Master. He was sweating and admits mistakes. "Master, this is the fault of the disciples. Please do not punish the younger sister."

"Hey, law." The middle-aged monk shook his head and looked at his loved ones. "You are going down the mountain and are destined to suffer from peach blossoms. Just, this Su Ji is not a robber. You want Concentrate on the practice of Buddhism, don't delay the practice."

"Yes, Master..." The law respectfully respected and gave a gift, and said, "Who is Master, who is the robbed person?"

"Can't say... can't say..." The middle-aged monk closed his eyes and said slowly, "Dongchuan City, the magical arhats have also been born. Law, you have to go on a difficult road, you must be more careful. If you encounter Unsolvable problems, go to Dongchuan City, find you to release the uncle, only he can help you to rob."

"Yes... Master..." This method is corresponding, but the heart is embarrassed. This release the uncle, the name is very born, who is he?

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