Teachers all over the world [Transmigration Book]

If Jiang Yanxiao had hair on his body, he would have exploded into a fluff ball at this moment!At the same moment, Li Xuanqing's eyes swept over here.

"Xuan Qing." Ci Xin called out.Li Xuanqing turned a deaf ear, and came to the back of the main hall in a flash, and stopped in the last row where Jiang Yanxiao was standing.

He squinted his eyes and looked at the place where Jiang Yanxiao was, his eyes were like two rays, piercing through Jiang Yanxiao.

[Fuck shit!do not come! 】Jiang Yanxiao didn't dare to look at or think about Li Xuanqing's expression at this time, the veins in his right hand were bulging, and he was firmly pinching the mouth of the Qiankun bag, but there was still a ignorant smile on his face, as if he didn't know what happened.

【system!system!Did he look at me? 】Jiang Yan laughed incoherently while roaring in his heart, 【Will I be recognized? ! 】

The system said: [Calm down!Don't shake your hands!Don't grit your teeth, your smile is a bit hideous! 】

【And stop sweating, you look guilty like this! 】

Cold sweat flowed down the temples into the neck, causing a burst of itching, Jiang Yanxiao wanted to scratch but dared not.At the same time, he had to pinch the Qiankun bag to resist Li Xuanqing's gaze. The pressure was so great that he exploded, and his sweat began to flow even faster.

[I can't restrain the physiological reaction of sweating! 】Jiang Yan glanced at it with a smile, and broke down even more,【Ahhh!Is Master coming over? ! 】

No matter how much he screamed and shouted in his heart, he couldn't stop Li Xuanqing's footsteps.

The pair of white boots stopped in front of him, Jiang Yanxiao was shrouded in a shadow.

He couldn't avoid it anymore, he raised his head tremblingly, and bumped into Li Xuanqing's condescending gaze.

Li Xuanqing frowned, as if a storm was brewing in his amber pupils: "...you have a sword on you?"

Jiang Yan smiled: "...Huh?"

Li Xuanqing said coldly: "I heard it."

Jiang Yanxiao's whole body was tense, his brain was running fast, and he was about to continue playing stupid when Compassionate arrived.

As soon as he came, Jiang Yanxiao seemed like a chick seeing an old hen, swishing to the back of Ci Xin, grabbing Ci Xin's arm with both hands, poking out a head from behind his broad shoulders.

"Immortal Venerable... forgive me for not understanding what you mean."

Li Xuanqing said coldly: "I heard the sound of the sword coming from your body."

"...What?" Jiang Yanxiao pretended to be surprised, "Did you hear me wrong? Why do I have a sword here?"

Compassion also took a step forward, protecting Jiang Yanxiao even more tightly: "Xuanqing, maybe some pilgrim around brought a sword and made the noise inadvertently."

"Zi Chu is not a sword cultivator, you misunderstood him."

Li Xuanqing stared at Jiang Yanxiao, trying to find clues from his expression, but Jiang Yanxiao hid behind Ci Xin as if frightened, and even shrank his head in later.

Li Xuanqing couldn't show mercy face to face and drag out his prospective apprentice for questioning.

After a moment of silent confrontation, the storm in Li Xuanqing's eyes was temporarily suppressed and slowly disappeared into nothingness.

Without saying a word, he raised his sword, turned around and walked back to the front of the hall.Ci Xin also walked back quickly, stroked Jiang Yanxiao's shoulder before leaving, and whispered in his ear: "Don't be afraid."

Jiang Yan nodded with a smile. Just after he breathed a sigh of relief, he found that his whole body was sticky and soaked in sweat again.

The Pufo Ritual cannot be interrupted, because a sword cry from nowhere has caused a 2-minute stagnation, and the surrounding believers and monks all looked at the perpetrator with condemnation in their eyes.

Jiang Yan spread his hands with a smile, and whispered: "What are you looking at me for? I didn't do it."

He pretended to be open and frank, but his right hand quickly grabbed the Qiankun bag and tied knots one after another with one hand.

At the same time, the prayer ceremony in the front hall continued.

An old monk with white eyebrows was holding a copper stove, walked forward unhurriedly, and handed it to Compassionate Heart.The copper furnace was one foot high, covered with a piece of red cloth, Compassionate took it with both hands, and placed the copper furnace on the table.

The moment the red cloth was lifted, a phantom appeared directly above the copper furnace.

——It was a ferocious beast with the head of a lion and the tail of an elephant, the body of a rhinoceros and the claws of a tiger. I don't know what kind of hybrid it was.

It bared its teeth and showed a fierce look, as if it would pounce on everyone at any time.The monks did not respond, as if they were used to this kind of scene.

Knowing that this is an illusion, most of the believers are not afraid, they all looked at the copper furnace with wide eyes, impatient to see Ci Xin and Li Xuanqing perform the Dharma.

Compassionately said: "Please."

Li Xuanqing nodded, and the Taiwei sword stabbed in the air, making a sharp piercing sound!

Astonishment flashed across Ci Xin's eyes.

If you lengthen that sword and slow down, you will see something like this——

Before the tip of the sword reached, the sword wind had already swept out several cracks in the copper furnace, and the ear-piercing cracking sound exploded in the air.

Just before the copper furnace fell apart and the nightmare hidden in the copper furnace was about to be wiped out, the golden ring tin staff was thrown like lightning and collided fiercely with the Taiwei Sword.

"Bang—" Ci Xin took a step back.The copper furnace was hit by two forces at the same time, and it turned into a pile of powder in the blink of an eye, revealing the stunned nightmare inside.

Ci Xin's expression turned cold: "Xuan Qing!"

Li Xuanqing glanced at him, and withdrew the Taiwei Sword.

The compassionate heart sank suddenly.

It's not that Li Xuanqing has never participated in the Universal Dharma Conference, so it's impossible not to know that this link only needs to be a show, in order to "eliminate disasters and reduce evil" as a good sign.

But Li Xuanqing seemed to have forgotten about it, and his attack was a killer move.

...what did he see?Or do you take the illusion for real? !

Ci Xin closed her eyes, and the bloodshot eyes that looked at Li Xuanqing just now when Li Xuanqing retracted his sword flashed in his mind, and his five fingers clenched tighter and tighter, forming a fist.

The believers around naturally couldn't see what happened, and they said that the two great masters joined forces to perform a wonderful ceremony, and they couldn't wait to applaud.

The higher the monks' cultivation level, the more aware that something was wrong, and they did not dare to look at it openly, but secretly focused their attention on the abnormal Li Xuanqing.

Compassion took a step forward, pressed Li Xuanqing's shoulder, and whispered: "Xuanqing, after the disciple acceptance ceremony, follow me."

Li Xuanqing glanced at him again, his eyes became clear again: "...um."

Finally, the wish was fulfilled without any risk, and the last step was to take refuge.

Jiang Yanxiao has been hiding at the end, not aware of all the turmoil in the front hall.He wished he could get into the cracks in the ground so that Li Xuanqing could not find him, but when he got to this ring, he couldn't hide even if he wanted to, so he had to do it himself.

Compassionately held a gold-ringed tin staff and saluted the monks and believers present.

"Everyone," he glanced over the crowd, and landed on Jiang Yanxiao at the back of the hall, showing a warm and almost bright smile, "Today is not only the Buddhist Dharma Assembly, but also the apprenticeship ceremony for poor monks."

Everyone looked over one after another, and there were small whispers in the quiet hall.Ci Xin paused, those whispers quickly dissipated like waves, drowning in Ci Xin's voice.

"The poor monk once made an oath that he would not accept disciples until the year of his birth. But because of a chance meeting, he met Xiao Xiao's benefactor in Fengcheng a month ago, and he hit it off right away."

Ci Xin said, Jiang Yan smiled and moved to the central axis outside the hall, clasped his hands together, facing Ci Xin from a distance.

"Encounter, acquaintance, and acquaintance, just one month, is worth several years of being with someone who has no destiny. The poor monk believes that everything in the world has a relationship, and everything that is seen, heard, and touched is also a phenomenon of destiny. The Buddha sent the little benefactor Xiao Xiao to me. It is to warn me that remembrance is the cause, and the situation is the past, the fate between the poor monk and Xiao Xiao's benefactor has arrived, and you must not miss it."

"Zi Chu, come forward."

Jiang Yanxiao walked forward according to his words, and the monks made way for him.

[System, Master is still doubting me,] Jiang Yanxiao's legs were stiff, and his steps were slow and small, [He stares at me again... I'm about to turn around! 】

In just twenty or so steps, Jiang Yanxiao walked with difficulty. It was not like apprenticeship, but going to the execution ground.

Although Compassionate has been watching him with gentle eyes, which gave Jiang Yanxiao a certain amount of courage and comfort, but Li Xuanqing beside him did not hide it, especially after Compassionately said, "I met Little Benefactor Xiao a month ago", the light in his eyes became even brighter. The icy cold can almost turn into an invisible sharp sword, poking Jiang Yanxiao into a sieve.

Jiang Yanxiao almost knelt down for him, but stumbled to the front of Cixin, and was helped by Cixin.

"Don't be nervous." Ci Xin shook his hand.

"Well... Thank you, master." Jiang Yanxiao thanked him sincerely.

Then he heard a chuckle in his ear: "Master? It's time to change to 'Master' in a while."

Warm breath came to the side of his face, Jiang Yan smiled, his ears felt warm, and his heart was inexplicably more at ease.

Even with Li Xuanqing's cannibalistic gaze, Jiang Yanxiao had to complete the apprenticeship ceremony.Next, it is to recite the scriptures and take refuge in the Three Jewels.Compassionately feared that he might not be able to remember, she once explained to him the "Three Refuge and Five Precepts" and the gatha that he needed to memorize for five consecutive nights.

Jiang Yanxiao took a lot of hard work to keep in mind, and this link passed smoothly.

The system suddenly said: [Wow, it's finally time for the shaving! 】

The so-called shaving, in layman's terms, is to shave long hair and become a bald head.Jiang Yanxiao had already been mentally prepared for this, so when Ci Xin took out a silver razor from the tray, he didn't flinch, but even winked at Ci Xin and smiled.

The system was more excited than him, chattering non-stop in his mind.

[Smile, although I have taken care of many hosts, you are the first one with a bald head! 】The mechanical voice actually showed a bit of excitement, 【Congratulations!You get bald and get stronger! 】

Jiang Yan smiled: […]

There was a system interruption, and Jiang Yanxiao stopped paying attention to Li Xuanqing like a child.He deliberately ignored Li Xuanqing's gaze, and slowly knelt down on the futon.

He felt the fingers of compassion.

The warm fingertips brushed away the long hair, and a small electric current crackled along the hair roots to the spinal cord.

Jiang Yanxiao suddenly felt a little limp in his legs, and was also a little inexplicably distracted.

【Master is really gentle. 】He thought, 【But after two months, I have to leave him too. 】

Ci Xin didn't know what was going on in his mind, and only focused on shaving Jiang Yanxiao's hair.His fingers lightly pressed Jiang Yanxiao's scalp, and he deliberately used his knuckles to cushion Jiang Yanxiao when he cut the knife, so as not to freeze the blade on Jiang Yanxiao. His movements were extremely gentle, as if treating a fragile treasure.Except for the warmth and slight numbness, Jiang Yanxiao didn't feel any discomfort, and strands of black hair fell down, flashing across his eyes, and soon covered his shoulders and monk's robe.

The so-called one sword cuts off evil, two swords cultivate goodness, and three swords saves sentient beings.

As the hair falls, worries, concerns and desires are also abandoned.Jiang Yanxiao suddenly felt that everything was empty, as if his three months in Yunfu Mountain had completely become a thing of the past.

Maybe it's really time to let go.

Soon, the last strands of hair came loose.Jiang Yanxiao felt a gust of wind blowing past his bald head unobstructed, it was chilly and quite cold.

The system praises: [Smile, your bald head is so pretty, like a big shiny light bulb. 】

Jiang Yanxiao is more concerned about another question: [Am I more handsome when I am bald? 】

System: [Amazingly handsome! 】

I don't know if the system is telling the truth or purely flattering. Anyway, Jiang Yanxiao has lived for 18 years and shaved his head for the first time. It feels pretty good.

Until he saw a monk take out a piece of incense the size of a little finger from the incense burner on the red table and come to Ci Xin, an ominous premonition arose spontaneously.

Jiang Yan smiled: [Is this for me to be incensed? 】

[...Er,] The system was silent for a moment, and said, [I didn't expect this book to be so unreliable that it would burn the scars. 】

Burn, quit, scar? !

Various episodes from TV dramas flashed through Jiang Yanxiao's mind - a young monk was held down by someone, and another person poked him on the head with a burning incense candle...

【…】Jiang Yan said with a smile,【Can you shield the pain? 】

The system said: [There is only one chance to shield the pain in the whole mission, and it was already used up when you first wore it on Jiang He. 】

Jiang Yan smiled: [………]

The system was powerless, but fortunately Jiang Yanxiao quickly thought about it—isn't it just a scald, what's the big deal?

[This is a man's medal. 】He comforted himself, 【However, can this scar disappear? 】

【have no idea. 】The system is not sure,【I can only guarantee you that after the next makeover, you will grow new hair. 】

【…】

The monk holding the incense wanted to hand over the incense stick to Ci Xin, but Ci Xin didn't accept it, saying, "Please trouble me." At the end, he added, "Please be gentle."

The monk nodded with a calm expression, obviously used to this kind of thing.

However, the matter of burning ring scars does not mean that it will not hurt easily.

When the first stick was lit, Jiang Yanxiao subconsciously closed his eyes, and at the same time, a piercing pain pierced his scalp, as if a piece of flesh had been gouged out.

[...! ! ! 】Jiang Yanxiao can even smell the burnt smell on the top of his head!

In order to look like a tough guy, he gritted his teeth and remained silent.But he questioned the system in his heart, [Why is there such a cruel and inhuman part in the precept? ! 】

The system said: [The original author can only be blamed. 】

[Actually, burning ring scars is not practiced in Buddhism, and there is no such thing in the precepts.In history, only the Yuan Dynasty liked to do this, and it was abolished later. 】

[What's more, even if you burn the scars, you don't poke them directly with incense sticks, but knead them into small cones with medicinal powder, put them on the head and ignite them, and when the meat is almost burned, use wood chips to extinguish them...]

【Stop! 】Jiang Yanxiao couldn't bear to interrupt the system's outdated science popularization, 【Nothing is good, it's inhumane!This is the first ring scar, how many do I need in total? 】

System: [...Nine. 】

[…] Jiang Yanxiao said weakly, 【I can't afford this medal. 】

He really didn't expect that there would be burning scars. Not only was he unprepared psychologically, but he was also unprepared physically. His eyes turned black from the pain, and his vision blurred.

Suddenly, Jiang Yanxiao's palms felt hot.

When he collected himself, he saw Ci Xin squatting in front of him, holding his hand.

"...It hurts, doesn't it?" The worry in Ci Xin's eyes almost overflowed, "Jen Ren, it will be fine soon."

Jiang Yanxiao didn't think it was a big deal at first, but he was irritable because of the pain.But when the palm of the hand was grasped by compassion, the warm and dry feeling went all the way up the palm and wrist, he suddenly felt a little wronged, his brain twitched, and he murmured: "...Master."

Compassionate's hands were clenched instantly, with such strength that it was as if in the pagoda that day, when he learned that Jiang Yanxiao was being bullied, he grabbed his arm and refused to let go.

"...I'm here." Ci Xin paused, and said, "Zi Chu, divert your attention to relieve the pain."

Jiang Yanxiao simply couldn't bear it anymore, and while keeping his dantian, he whispered coquettishly: "Master... I hurt."

Compassionate eyes flashed, and said: "Open your mouth."

Before Jiang Yanxiao could react, a round and hard object was stuffed into his mouth.

The sweet taste spread on the tip of the tongue, Jiang Yan was stunned with a smile.

——Is this a candy?

The author has something to say: Master who is watching from the sidelines: hot eyes piercing heart :)

PS: Buddhist rituals are sourced from the Internet, and have been modified, so they are not accurate.