Tenma, Reborn As a Monk in Japan

From this, let’s think about Shi Yuanzhang’s cultivation method——the Dao Heart Demon Planting Dafa, as well as the influence of the Dao Heart Planting Demon Dafa practice and the fairy fetus he cultivated at home. Jin Bingyun felt more and more that Shi Yuan Zhang went to this time. Cihang Jingzhai didn't have any good intentions.

"Of course it's your master, Yan Jingan. Besides, if you have other disciples in Jingzhai who fit my eye, I don't mind finding you some more sisters. Well, Qin Mengyao must be Qualified, but I don’t know her whereabouts, but it’s okay, it’s the same when I get your master to send a letter to ask her to come back.” Shi Yuanzhang replied with a smile.

Jin Bingyun was silent, not knowing what to do for a while.

The reason is very simple, because she has nothing to do with Shi Yuanzhang, just like she had nothing to do with Pang Ban back then, she is so powerless and helpless.

What is worth mentioning here is that with the progress of the dual cultivation and the interaction between the demon seed and Jin Bingyun's fairy fetus, Jin Bingyun has almost completely eliminated Pang Ban's influence on her, and has almost shifted his mind to Ishihara Zhang here.

Just like when she faced Pang Ban back then.

There is no way, the influence of the demon seed on the fairy fetus is too great!

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What's more, even if Jin Bingyun wanted not to be changed in this situation where he lived together day and night and slept on the same bed, Jin Bingyun's mentality was changed silently, making his emotions biased towards Shi Yuanzhang, and he recognized him as his man...

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After more than two days like this, Shi Yuanzhang's spaceship arrived at the sky above Cihang Jingzhai.

"Let's go, let's go down to meet your master." Shi Yuanzhang hugged Jin Bingyun beside him and said.

Jin Bingyun did not refute, and let Shi Yuanzhang lead him to jump off the spaceship, and slowly landed in the square inside the gate of Cihang Jingzhai Mountain.

And at this time, a lot of people have gathered here——

Because just like how he treated the Danqing faction before, Shi Yuanzhang also blatantly revealed the spaceship this time, hovering directly in the mid-air less than ten meters above Cihang Jingzhai. It must be visible to the extent that there are usually many Jingzhai disciples in the square, so when the spaceship appeared, it caused a huge sensation in Jingzhai, not to mention that someone jumped off it. As if watching a novelty, he took the initiative to surround him.

"Ah, it's Senior Sister Bingyun!" Jingzhai disciple who recognized Jin Bingyun's appearance exclaimed.

"Bingyun?" Yan Jingan, who came out to check the situation because she heard the movement, said in surprise when she saw Jin Bingyun who appeared with Shi Yuanzhang.

"Disciple Jin Bingyun has met the master." Jin Bingyun stepped forward and saluted.

"Bingyun, why are you back, and the person next to you is..." Yan Jingan looked Jin Bingyun up and down for a while, seeing that Jin Bingyun was not injured, and that his breath and temperament seemed to have improved, he couldn't help but speak. asked.

"I..." Jin Bingyun opened his mouth to answer, but he was interrupted by Shi Yuanzhang next to him.

"Her mission has been completed, and I cut off her beard when she returned to look for Pang Ban. Now she is my woman. As for my identity, I, Shi Yuan, is an exiled immortal from the Nine Heavens." Shi Yuan Zhang put his arms around Jin Bingyun's waist again, and pulled her into his arms. Although he said that he was a nun, he was not much different from ordinary women in terms of attire, and even his hair was not shaved. Yan Jingan, who is clearly different from the kind of real monk, said quietly.

Yan Jingan didn't speak, but after taking a look at Shi Yuanzhang, she turned her gaze back to Jin Bingyun.

Obviously, he wanted her to explain it herself.

"Master, what he said is true." Jin Bingyun responded.

"Then I don't know why your Excellency came to my Jingzhai this time?" Yan Jingan nodded slightly, and asked Shi Yuanzhang at the side again.

"Two purposes, one is to receive Jing Zhai, and the other is to receive you." Shi Yuanzhang laughed.

"Sponsor, please be careful with your words. The pure place of Buddhism cannot tolerate desecration by your patron's false words." Yan Jingan's expression changed when he heard the words, and he recited the Buddha's name in a low voice, and warned seriously.

"My bad thing is the pure place of Buddhism." Shi Yuanzhang laughed and said: "You know, I am a demon! It is a real extraterrestrial demon from the outer space, not Pang Ban, who is judged for being deviant Becoming a demon, so destroying the purity of Buddhism, messing with the teachings of Buddhism, and building the Moluo realm in the pure land of Buddhism is what I should do. Therefore, Yan Jingan, whether you agree or not, Cihang Jingzhai and you I'm all set."

After finishing speaking, Shi Yuanzhang resolutely let go of Jin Bingyun who was beside him, and activated the power of Dao Heart Planting Demon Dafa to affect Yan Jingan's fairy fetus, destroy her purity, and affect the Dao Heart of the surrounding Jingzhai female disciples , let their hearts surge, and were seduced by him, and then he appeared in front of Yan Jingan, hugged her forcefully in his arms, and kissed her lips directly in front of all the disciples present...

Chapter 401 Trip to Tibet

And when Shi Yuanzhang's body received Cihang Jingzhai and Yan Jingan, and was happy and happy in Cihang Jingzhai, creating a real Moro domain, the flesh and blood avatar thrown by Shi Yuanzhang also went through all the battles, and finally came out. After entering the Central Plains, stepping into Tibet, and then moving towards the 'White House' built by Princess Wencheng without hesitation...

"Benefactor, the inside is not open to pilgrims. If the donor wants to offer incense, please go to the other side." The monk wearing a red Tibetan monk's robe stopped Shi Yuanzhang who wanted to enter the White House, and politely persuaded him.

"Take me to meet your Living Buddha." Shi Yuanzhang smiled at the little monk who stopped him, and ordered straightforwardly.

"The benefactor, please come with the poor monk." The little monk was stunned for a moment, then put his hands together, and respectfully led Shi Yuanzhang into the area that is not open to outsiders...

Walking through halls and rooms, the little monk brought Shi Yuanzhang to a relatively grand room, stood still, and knocked on the door——

"Master." The little monk called inside.

"Bring people in." A kind voice said from inside.

Like Mu Chunfeng, Shi Yuanzhang felt the strength of the living Buddha inside before they met.

"What a profound spiritual cultivation." Shi Yuanzhang secretly said in his heart.

Then, the little monk opened the door and signaled Shi Yuanzhang to go in.

Shi Yuanzhang was also polite, and walked into it.

Then a room that looked more majestic came into Ishihara Zhang's eyes - surrounded by cloth woven from the red monk's clothing material similar to that worn by the little monk, hanging in the room like ribbons , or form a curtain, or form a crescent moon, faintly covering the pictures painted on the three walls of the room except the door.

On the walls are thangka murals painted with unique ore materials in Tibet. The content is also based on Buddhist legends, such as the mysterious realm of Shambhala, or the image of gods and Buddhas, but it is not the same as the Buddha statues recognized by the Central Plains people. The difference is that the images of gods and Buddhas here are more westernized, somewhat similar to the images of Buddhas when Buddhism was first introduced to the Central Plains during the Han and Tang Dynasties.

That is, the image of the original Buddhist Buddha and Bodhisattva that has not been integrated by Sinicization.

A monk who looks like a middle-aged man, but who knows how old is his actual age, sits cross-legged on the futon in front of the thangka mural painting the image of the Tathagata Buddha believed in by Tantric Buddhism, facing the door, with warm eyes and a face He looked at Ishihara Zhang who walked into the room kindly and kindly.

"The benefactor has such a profound spiritual cultivation, and this body's aura. If the poor monk is not mistaken, what the benefactor is practicing is the three-vein and seven-wheel method of my esoteric sect, as well as the dao heart-planting magic method of the Mobei Magician Palace. Go." The old monk's eyes seemed to be able to see through people, and he looked at Shi Yuanzhang standing in the room and smiled.

"Master has good eyesight." Shi Yuanzhang was not polite, he directly pulled a futon and sat down, responding to the gaze of the living Buddha in front of him, affirming.

"The benefactor is a good source of blessings. Not only has he cultivated the three meridians and seven chakras, one of the fundamental methods of my esoteric sect, to the point of perfection, but he also practiced the Dao Heart Planting Demon Dafa in the Magician's Palace until the consciousness retreats and the primordial spirit emerges. A state where a little light comes from the sky, it has to be said that the aptitude of the donor is rare in the world."

Ishihara Zhang smiled, but did not speak.

"The benefactor is here this time, is he representing the magician's palace, or are you here personally?" the monk asked.

"How about representing the magician's palace, and what about representing an individual?" Shi Yuanzhang asked back.

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"If it's the former, the poor monk will naturally talk to you as a Living Buddha, but if it's the latter, the poor monk has a suggestion." The monk laughed.

"what?"

"I don't know if the benefactor is willing to ordain or become a monk, and come to practice under the poor monk's door?" the monk invited.

"Sorry, I don't have the idea of ​​becoming a monk myself." Shi Yuanzhang waved his hand.

"That's really a pity." The monk regretted.

"Okay, let's get down to business." Shi Yuanzhang brought the topic back.

"Please." The monk gestured.

"I often heard in the Central Plains that the lineage of Tibetan Tantric Buddhism has unique insights in spiritual practice, and has passed on the great method of changing the sky and striking the earth and the magical Tibetan wisdom book left by the Mongolian national teacher Bhaspa. This seat deeply understands this. I'm curious, and I wonder if the master can give me some advice." Shi Yuanzhang did not search, and quite straightforwardly stated his purpose for coming here.

"It's no wonder that when the benefactor first came in, although he didn't have the slightest killing intent, he was full of malice. It turns out that the benefactor came here to learn from each other." After a pause, the monk continued: "It's just that the mental confrontation is extremely dangerous, and it's not very serious. It will make people fall into the misty dream and cannot be freed, and even if they can be freed, their temperament will change drastically because of the experience in the misty dream, and they will no longer look like themselves, even so, will the benefactor still try?"

"The purpose of my visit here is to experience the Dafa of Changing Heaven and Earth and the Secret Wisdom Book passed down by the master, so no matter how dangerous it is, I must personally experience the power of these two magical arts, otherwise I will not Willingly." Shi Yuanzhang said firmly.

"Amitabha, the benefactor will prepare." The monk recited the Buddha's name helplessly, and responded.

"Come on." Ishihara Zhang said solemnly.

Then the next moment, Shi Yuanzhang felt a vast spiritual power sweeping over his head, and the spiritual power penetrated through his five sense organs and seven orifices like tentacles.

Shi Yuanzhang didn't resist immediately. After all, he still wanted to experience the power of changing the sky and striking the earth, so he allowed the monk's spiritual power to invade his own sea of ​​consciousness, affect his brain, and bring himself into the illusion built by the monk. among--

The location is still in Tibet, but Shi Yuanzhang’s identity has changed. He has changed from a person from the Central Plains to a little aboriginal shepherd boy in Tibet. His daily life is not only herding sheep, but also herding sheep... until one day, a great monk also The so-called living Buddha found him and asked him if he would like to worship him as a teacher and learn Buddhism from him?

Shi Yuanzhang expressed his willingness, and was bought by the monk from his parents in the illusion under some conditions, and brought back to the temple.

However, he did not teach him martial arts right away, but sent him to the Sutra Pavilion, where he was asked to clean the Sutra Pavilion while reading all kinds of classics in it, until the monk thought he was qualified. Formally taught him about the inheritance of Tibetan martial arts.

Shi Yuanzhang still didn't show too many abnormalities—for example, he still remembered who he was, but he just showed that he had the ability to memorize his extensive knowledge and almost never forget it. While cleaning the Buddhist scriptures pavilion, he It records all kinds of Tibetan books inside...

In a flash, several years passed, and Shi Yuanzhang grew from a dark boy to a Tibetan youth with relatively fair skin.

"Ren Boche, Master wants to see you." One day, when Shi Yuanzhang was flipping through a scripture introducing the essentials of Tantric practice, a monk who was about his age came over and greeted Shi Yuanzhang.

Chapter 402 I

"Master." In the fantasy world, Shi Yuanzhang, whose alias was Ren Boche, greeted the monk in front of him, that is, the Living Buddha of Tibet in the world of ups and downs.

"Ren Boche, what scriptures have you read during this time?" The old monk looked at Ishihara Zhangwen with a smile on his face and said softly.

"Look..." Shi Yuanzhang did not hesitate, and told the names of the Tibetan classics he had read during this period of time.

"How do you feel?" asked the old monk.

"The Buddha Dharma is profound and profound, and contains immeasurable wisdom, which is beyond the comprehension and comprehension of mere mortals." Shi Yuanzhang replied.

"Do you still have the heart to practice martial arts?" The old monk smiled and asked instead without commenting on his answer.

"Buddhism is immeasurable, and it requires the sincerity of the disciples. After spending a lifetime of studying, they have not been able to understand it. There is no spare time to devote energy to martial arts." Shi Yuanzhang clasped his hands together, with a pious expression on his face, like a true Buddhist believer General answer.

Although he is a monk in reality and a serious disciple of Buddhism, he can't help but be a 'demon', but he has no intention of following the etiquette and precepts and practicing the way of Buddha.

"These two methods are not in conflict. Because the body is our treasure ship, although it will be abandoned one day in the future, the stronger the ship, the longer it will allow us practitioners to stay in this world of suffering. You can stay and swim more, gain more time for practice, learn the wisdom of scriptures, and improve your spiritual realm. On the contrary, if disciples are like you who are immersed in hard study and unable to practice, although they may eventually obtain supreme wisdom and high realm, but Also due to physical reasons, I will suffer from the five turbidities in advance, and be attacked by poisonous obstacles such as birth, old age, sickness and death, and leave this world before I understand my practice. For us, it is a kind of pain." The old monk persuaded with a smile. .

"What's more, without martial arts, what should you do when you really need strength? You know, the Buddha also has the vajra's glaring eyes. When subduing demons, the Western Heaven also has the Mitra Vajra and the Narayan Vajra. It does not conflict with my Dharma, as long as you don’t indulge in it, give birth to a heart of anger and ignorance, and forget wisdom and prajna, practicing martial arts will not affect your intensive study of Dharma, but it will also allow you to have a different understanding of Dharma.”

"The disciple will listen to what the master said." Shi Yuanzhang respectfully accepted the order.

"Then you can practice. As for what you want to practice, the poor monk thinks that with your knowledge, you can find the most suitable martial art from the countless exercises stored in the Sutra Pavilion. You can choose it yourself." The old monk said. Said.

"Yes."

Later, the old monk asked Shi Yuanzhang if he had any doubts about the Buddhist scriptures in his heart, and answered some questions for him, or pointed out which scriptures to read to understand, then sent Shi Yuanzhang out again and asked him to stay in Tibet. Jing Pavilion cleaning, and practice...

In the blink of an eye, another ten years passed by.

Ren Boche, played by Ishiharazhang, has also changed from an ordinary Tibetan youth with slightly fair skin to a middle-aged monk who is meditating all over his body and has a stable temperament. In the past, they always felt that this monk was not easy to mess with.

Especially those eyes, the eyes are bright and unusual, like stars, with a strong attraction, if anyone with a weaker spiritual cultivation looks at him, there will be a feeling in his heart that his own soul and thinking are being controlled by the other party. The feeling of being sucked away and seeing through made people dare not look at him directly. Even if they looked directly at him, they would only speak the truth that they wanted to say in their hearts and could not lie.

Therefore, although Shi Yuanzhang did not get the Changtian Chudi Spiritual Dafa and Tibetan Wisdom Book that he wanted in the spiritual world, he has achieved significant improvement in spiritual and Buddhist cultivation. The Tibetan area in China is famous here, and it is considered to be the most powerful successor to the position of Living Buddha...

Then one day, Shi Yuanzhang was called to his meditation room by the old monk.

"Ren Boche, how many years have you been here to cultivate?" The old monk, who had become old at this time, and looked like he might pass by at any time, asked casually with his eyes closed.

"25 years." Ishihara replied.

"Is there any resentment?" the old monk asked again.

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"No."