Legend of Meow Immortal

The ethereal and distant bells echoed in the mountains, and the heart was as clear as dew.

Tangtang followed the mountain road and looked up the mountain, only to see that the clouds and mist on the mountain were misty, and many temples were half-hidden in the mountains, which really made people feel a sense of dust.

The young man was still a little cautious, hiding behind Tang Tang timidly.

His grade seems to be one or two years younger than Tang Tang's. After all, he is still a child. He has endured too much hardship and suffered too much grievance. He has already formed a strong shell on the surface, swallowing all the pain and suffering by himself. Down.

He can walk thousands of miles alone, just to avenge his blood, kowtow to pray without hesitation, even break his head, he is so tenacious, he has almost achieved the acme of his age.

He thought he had forgotten how to cry, but when there was suddenly a person he could rely on, his heart felt a little sour, and his heart softened inexplicably, as if tears would fall in the next moment.

The tears did not fall, the softness was hidden by him, and he followed the star-like little master step by step. The young man didn't know what the future was waiting for him, but at this moment he was willing to believe and catch Live this hard-won first-line opportunity.

Tang Tang didn't know anything about it, he walked in the front of the team, leading the boy towards Shaolin, he walked very fast at first, but after entering Shaolin from the west gate, his speed gradually slowed down.

Although he has the necessary information for this status, and even a little bit of Buddhism, he really doesn't know how to take this road.

Although the monk Zijue felt a little strange, he didn't say anything. With his pedantic temperament, unless he really had evidence, he wouldn't suspect that the person he knew had changed.

The handyman monk was talking to the boy who had just entered the door, Tang Tang's ears sharpened, but he heard it clearly.

The small building on the left hand side is the firewood house. Opposite the firewood house is a well, and behind the well is the handyman’s room. These boys have to stay here for a while before they can be selected and enter Shaolin.

These boys were still very lively and curious. Although they didn't speak loudly, some people asked what was the slightly tall building behind the handyman's room. The handyman monk didn't criticize him harshly, but directly said that it was the king of medicine. Court.

According to him, to be a handyman in the handyman's room is to go to the Zhaitang to be a fire starter, or to sweep the floor and carry water, chop firewood and farm the fields.

Go straight ahead from this west gate, and you will see the Zhaitang.

Beyond the Zhaitang is the Daxiong Palace, but the Zhaitang is very low, even if it is two floors high, you still can’t see the high Shaolin main hall, or even the Yaowang Pavilion parallel to it, you can only look up and see a pointed horn.

That's all that the handyman monk said, but it's a pity that he can't see all the places he said.

The boys were a little disappointed, but they had no choice but to be obediently led by the servant monk to the servant's room.

Before leaving, the servant monk saluted and said goodbye to Tang Tang and others.

This time, only Tang Tang, monk Zijue, and the young man were left.

Monk Zijue gave Tang Tang a cold look, walked forward without saying anything.

Tang Tang followed closely behind, he still didn't know his way well, so it's better to be careful.

Although he has already entered Shaolin, the road is still very steep, the young man followed behind Tang Tang, panting for breath.

They passed through the back of the Daxiong Hall, and the smoke and smoke wafted up on the way, and the Sanskrit sound continued, until they approached the Sutra Pavilion facing the Yaowang Pavilion, the sound and smoke faded away.

Next to the Sutra Pavilion, a narrow mountain road goes up, with no end in sight.

Tang Tang followed the monk Zijue up, followed by the young man.

Along the way, while Tang Tang felt strange, he also had an indescribable feeling. Maybe this is the so-called Buddhist atmosphere. Even if Tang Tang didn't believe it, he was affected to some extent.

Behind the Buddhist scriptures pavilion is the stupa garden, but the road they walked happened to pass by the edge of the stupa garden, and they walked higher and higher, with their heads down, the white tower was white, quiet and solemn, and there was no sense of emptiness.

I don't know if the Buddha in this world is the same as the Buddha in the ancient continent.

Tangtang retracted his gaze and continued to walk up. Monk Zijue looked at him but didn't feel anything wrong. Every monk would salute silently when he passed by. This was an instinctive respect for the senior monks.

After passing this upward mountain road, there is a crossroads.

Monk Zijue walked straight forward without hesitation, but the terrain was no longer upward, but gradually downward.

Tang Tang stood at the crossroads and stopped for a while, looking back, the young man who was following him was obviously exhausted, but he still gritted his teeth and persisted.

Nodding secretly, Tang Tang didn't intend to help the young man, and walked forward directly.

All the way to the end, about half an hour after walking, the young man was so tired that his face was pale, but he persisted anyway.

On the pagoda in front, there is a plaque with black characters on a yellow background, which is exactly the three characters Luohan Hall.

The Arhat Hall is located at the right rear of the Shaolin Prajna Hall, on the same level as the Bodhidharma Court, but the terrain is a little lower, surrounded by lush trees, and the view is more open near the back mountain.

At this moment, the Luohan Hall was quiet, as if no one was there, except in front of the main entrance of the Luohan Hall, a monk with thick eyebrows was turning a prayer bead the size of a plum hanging around his neck.

[Shaolin monk, about fifty, Dharma name Zhixing, the deacon outside the Arhat Hall, is Zijue and Zijing, the relationship is good, and there is a tendency to accept Zijing as a disciple. 】

The light curtain flashed before Tangtang's eyes, and he immediately knew the identity of the great monk, and he also immediately understood why the relationship with the monk Zijue was so indifferent even though he was the second senior brother with the current status.

They are just studying under the same teacher, not a master.

But it's not surprising when you think about it, even those disciples in the inner hall mostly have teachers but no masters, and they are all in a competitive relationship with each other. Even if the Buddhists are modest, the relationship is not much better.

Unless you really become a house-breaking disciple... this is probably equivalent to the core disciple of the ancient continent?Tang Tang secretly deduced in his heart.

"What I said is that it took so long to get started as a handyman. What's the matter? You brought a little ghost here?" The monk stopped holding the beads in his hand, looked at the pale-faced young man, and said expressionlessly.

While he was talking, Tang Tang and the monk Zijue bowed to him together.

"Forget it, I just hate the red tape of this mother-in-law, are you annoying?" The great monk waved his big hand and turned to look at the monk Zijue, "Zijue, tell me what's going on. "

Monk Zijue's character is upright and straightforward, although the great monk doesn't like it, he also knows that if he has to ask something, it is the most appropriate to ask him.

After a while, monk Zijue explained the matter carefully, with a calm voice without any emotion.

"Oh? That's the case? It's strange." After hearing this, the great monk didn't say anything harsh, but turned his head to look at the young man, "Little devil, how dare you swear that you really walked more than 1000 miles to come to Shaolin? "

The young man just took a breath to rest, looked up at the monk, and shook his head slightly.

The great monk frowned, and was about to say something, when he heard the young man's slightly hoarse voice, "I don't know how far I've traveled, and I met good people on the way who took me all the way, and I also met wicked people who tried to abduct me. When I came to Shaolin, the master asked me this question, I really couldn’t explain it clearly.”

The great monk was taken aback for a moment, then laughed, "It's very interesting."

Looking at Tangtang again, "You said you want to accept this little devil? You are still a young monk. Although you are talented, you have to waste time teaching others... Are you really willing?" the great monk asked with deep meaning .

Tang Tang didn't speak, but nodded directly.

When it comes to strength, Tang Tang can feel that the current strength of the human body should be in the martial arts Huayuan, but—it seems to be affected by the cat body, the Huayuan of the human body is very weak.

It takes several times longer for spiritual beasts to cultivate than humans, let alone divine beasts... From Hui Chi's account, there is no doubt that he is a cat-body divine beast.

In a short period of time, he can only hang on to Huayuan, and it is very difficult to go further.

The reason is because of his divine beast body - no matter how much energy he has, it will all be swallowed by his body. No matter how hard he practices, he will not be able to achieve a qualitative change at all.

Contrary to inner cultivation, Tang Tang could feel that his cat body was getting stronger and stronger. This kind of strength was not in Yuanli, but only in the flesh/body!

Perhaps what Hui Chi said is right, the cultivation of divine beasts requires Yuanli, which is only for assistance. As a divine beast, what could be stronger than the power flowing in the blood!

But what the hell is, he now has a human body inexplicably under the power of the master of Yan Dao.

So this human body... is it as weak as ordinary people?Or synchronized with the cat body, the power of the flesh/body soars?

Regarding this point, Tangtang really couldn't give a definite answer. After all, this was not his real body, so it would not be so easy to control his body, and he could figure it out clearly between breathing.

Fortunately, with enough time, he might be able to figure it out in a few days.

"Okay." The great monk touched/touched his bald head, "This matter is really a bit troublesome. It is not so simple for me to accept disciples in Shaolin... Otherwise, I wouldn't have any initiation ceremony." Disgusted, talking in a low voice.

"Well, this kid will follow you, and he will be your handyman monk."

The corners of Tang Tang's mouth twitched, what do you mean he is my handyman monk?

The monk Zijue beside him was even more exaggerated. He was the most well-behaved type of person. When he heard that his teacher was so rebellious, he couldn't do anything, he couldn't even say it.

The great monk didn't care so much, he turned around and was about to leave, and said as he walked, "I will have an exam at the end of the year. If you can make it into the top ten, I will have an idea with my brother. It depends on the final outcome of the matter." yourself."

The voluminous sleeve robe fluttered, and the great monk walked so gracefully that he disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.