Legend of Meow Immortal

Tang Tang walked out of the wing room, looked at the snowflakes falling from the sky, and sighed softly.

When he came to this world, half a year had passed without knowing it, and it was almost at the end of the year for Shaolin to try.

There is really a dreamlike illusion, as if he is really just a person in this world, and has not experienced any reincarnation, does not know the master of the Tao, and has not turned into a cat.

But he knew that he was just escaping.

Just as he was thinking, a voice came from behind him. Tang Tang turned his head and saw a tall and thin monk looking at him with a smile.

"Go, go, what are you doing so seriously in private? If you want to do this, the teacher won't like it." The elder brother waved his hand.

Tang Tang Wan'er, "Eldest brother is so open-minded and has a similar temperament to the teacher. I heard rumors that the senior brother may be accepted as a house student recently. Even if it is not true, I am afraid it is not far away. At that time, I have to change my name to the teacher. For the master."

"Don't listen to those guys gossip. It's up to the teacher whether to accept or not. Besides, I'm almost forty, and I'm only worthy of entering the house at such an age. I can't compare to a genius like you." Thought it, shrugged and said.

Tangtang turned his head to look at the snowflakes falling from the sky, and said in a soft voice, "Senior brother is wrong. Look at this snow, does the one that fell earlier hit the ground first? Or the one that fell late first? Come first, bloom late, but it is much rarer than being smart in the early years."

The elder brother was startled when he heard the words, he raised his head and looked up.

But seeing the sparse little snowflakes randomly falling from the sky, sometimes upward and sometimes to the right, fluttering and swaying, in this treasure temple Buddha land, one can actually see a bit of Zen.

"Junior brother is indeed profound in Buddhism, and his future achievements will be limitless. It is really rare, but what my brother said makes sense. Although I am old, I can't belittle myself because of this, and I have been taught." He clasped his hands, silently recited the Buddha's name, and said .

"Don't dare, this is just a sigh in the heart of the younger brother. How can it be called Buddhism." Tang Tang said very naturally.

The elder brother heard this, but took a few steps back, looked Tang Tang up and down, and finally said with a smile: "I am also happy to see the younger brother's temperament is becoming more and more kind."

Then he turned around and left, leaving only Tang Tang who was slightly moved.

With Tang Tang's ability, how could he not know that why this open-minded elder brother was so close to him was not arranged by that teacher, the great monk.

The Great Monk really spared no effort for Tang Tang, slowly and effectively infiltrating into Tang Tang's life in almost every way. No matter from which point of view, this Great Monk is treating Tang Tang as his successor .

It's a pity that I have only been in this world for ten years, and Tang Tang feels powerless and a little bit bitter.

Tang Tang was originally a human, but later turned into a cat. This cat is an extraordinary cat, and should be a divine beast.

The cat's impact on human nature is self-evident, and Tang Tang's personality has undergone extremely drastic changes unconsciously.

Tang Yun, who is a human, can be regarded as withdrawn at best, but Tang Tang, who has become a cat, is very natural.

Cats are inherently independent, and it has nothing to do with people dying or living. Therefore, when a disaster happened in Yujing City and so many people died outside the city, Tang Tang would not be moved by it at all.

If it continues like this, maybe Tang Tang really can't be sure whether he will leave or take the initiative to help when the people on the ancient continent encounter a catastrophe.

It's just a strange thing, Tang Tang happened to enter the land of reincarnation, threw himself into another world, changed into a human again, and had to deal with people again, the great monk must have seen Tang Tang's almost arrogant and withdrawn, that's why he came here. Let the senior brother get in touch with him more, and try to minimize the negative side of being lonely.

Although the cat's strong independent habit is constantly affecting Tang Tang, but on the other hand, the time when he transformed into a human is not also affecting the cat body.

Letting out a long breath, Tang Tang shook his head slightly. The great monk's approach was right and wrong. Although Tang Tang would not become the great kindness of Wanjiasheng Buddha, at least he would not follow this kind of contact with people. Sex with cats.

In the main world, Shi Huiming once asked Tang Tang, what would he do if the human race in the ancient mainland suffered a catastrophe and he had half the ability to eliminate the disaster?

Although Tang Tang didn't say anything, the long silence already explained the problem. If he really had that ability, he would at most save Scar, Dahei, and their shit-shoveling officer... As for Xu Fan , huh, huh, are you kidding, do you need to save yourself?Even if the end of the world really happened, Tang Tang didn't believe it either.

But now, Tangtang's thoughts have changed a little bit. If he really has that ability and it doesn't take much trouble...By the way, it seems that it is not impossible?

If it's really just a matter of paws... Be a rescue cat out of interest?Uh... what a weird idea.

It's really strange, where did my weird idea come from?Could it be that he is also a reincarnated beast like Hui Chi?Tang Tang patted his forehead, trying to stop himself from thinking about these messy things.

In the ancient temple, there was little smoke, and with the sound of the bell and the silent snow, the once-a-year Shaolin Exam finally began.

Shaolin is a Buddhist sect, although it is supported by martial arts, all martial arts contain the wisdom of Buddhism, if one cannot understand clearly, even if one practices magical arts, it will be difficult to achieve great success.

So this will be the first test, and the test will be a meeting of many monks to understand and comprehend the meaning of Buddhist scriptures.

Of course, for those who are not used to reading, this is an endorsement conference.

After all, not everyone has the talent for reading. More than half of the monks ended up as monks protecting the Dharma, and stopped at the Arhat Hall.

After all, those who can enter the two halls of Prajna and Yanwu are very few.

The monk named Zijing was far ahead in this test, but he understood the meaning of Buddhist scriptures at a young age, which surprised the heads of all the halls and halls.

"Is that Zijing who is called a genius? He is really young, and he entered the outer hall in his early twenties, which is very rewarding."

"This son likes to read scriptures, and he often goes in and out of the scripture pavilion. It is said that his martial arts qualifications are also extremely high. The name of genius is not a vain name."

The debate below is continuing, and there are monks whispering around.

Ji Mingzhi stood at the bottom, and the little fat man stood beside him.

After a while, the little fat man poked Ji Mingzhi with his hand, "That's your master?" he said in a low voice.

Ji Mingzhi didn't speak, but his eyes were full of reverence, and he nodded slightly.

"Wow, is he really good? If only he was my master." The little fat man's eyes lit up, and he pulled Ji Mingzhi again with his hand.

Ji Mingzhi glanced at him, then snorted softly, "You can't read all the words, my master doesn't want an apprentice like you." He showed a rare expression of arrogance.

The little fat man blinked his eyes, and was not angry at all. Instead, he burst out laughing, "Wow haha, you are so naive... But this way, you are like a 13-year-old, don't pretend to be an adult, are you tired?" .”

The corners of Ji Mingzhi's mouth twitched, and he ignored him.

After three days of debating the scriptures, monk Zijing, the incarnation of Tang Tang, got the seventh place, which is not the best, but good enough, especially for his age, which is really a bit too young for his ranking.

Next is Wubi.

The Buddhist martial arts competition is slightly different from the general martial arts. Several people come to the stage at the same time. There is no need to fight each other, only to watch martial arts performances.

Most of the martial arts practiced by the disciples in the outer hall are the same, and there is not much difference. The so-called martial arts competition, before the top [-], just depends on the proficiency of individual moves.

The meaning of reading a hundred times is self-evident. Although the practice of martial arts moves is not exactly the same as reading, the principle is the same.

Whether the moves are accurate or not, whether the punches are energetic, whether there is spirituality between the movement and the stillness, you can basically tell at a glance when several people stand together.

It was no surprise that Tang Tang advanced to the top [-]. His Arhat Fist was even praised by several chiefs—at this time, even if others said that he was not a genius, no one would believe him.

"I suddenly understand why you want to curry favor with your master." The little fat man looked at Tang Tang's back after he left the stage, and sighed.

Ji Mingzhi didn't want to talk to this chatter at all, but he was curious about what the little fat man said later, so he hummed lightly.

"Your master is different from us, from me and from you. I heard from the thin people that a genius like your master, even from a great sect like Shaolin, may not produce one in a hundred years."

"I didn't believe it at first, but now I have to believe it if I don't believe it."

"It's also Arhat boxing, why is your master so pleasing to the eye? It really looks good."

Hearing the little fat man's praise from the bottom of his heart, Ji Mingzhi's mouth twitched, "Yu Hao... well said."

The little fat man was stunned for a moment, and gave Ji Ming a weird look.

He hasn't really become the apprentice of the genius little master yet, how can he be honored so soon?

But thinking about who brought Ji Mingzhi into Shaolin, the little fat man understood a little bit, and then he patted Ji Mingzhi on the shoulder like a little adult, well, you have worked hard too.

It made Ji Ming's face inexplicable.

Regarding the topic of monk Zijing, it will not be able to go down for a while.

She is cute (← crossed out) and handsome, her martial arts moves are elegant and good-looking, and she is extremely smart. Although her face is a little cold, she doesn't have the pressure to reject people thousands of miles away in real contact—this kind of A person in any sect should also be a man of the hour.

Inside the Arhat Hall, the great monk was twirling Buddhist beads with a smile on his face, while the skinny monk sitting at the top had a sad expression on his face.

"Well, if he can get the top three, I will agree to your request."

"Genius... a calm and wise genius should be able to get some privileges."

The big monk was slightly dissatisfied, but finally said to the skinny monk, "The chief brother, it's settled."

The skinny monk chanted the Buddha's name and closed his eyes in silence.