Create A Cultivation Technique At The Beginning

The voice of the Golden Arhat spread to every corner of the mountain: "The Buddhist Gate competition is about to begin, all disciples gather in the square!"

Jiang Chen had already arrived at the square under the leadership of Lingzhi. One after another, monks came to the square. After a while, the huge square was densely packed with monks.

No one spoke, and everyone looked at Jinguang Arhat. Jinguang's voice was low: "The Buddhist Gate competition is about to begin. Now all disciples with Huadan level and below can start signing up!"

Jin Guang shouted three times in a row, but no one stood up. You must know that the Buddha Gate competition in previous years was due to the evil hands of several other factions, which led to the decline of the talents of the previous generation of disciples, and some of them were directly poached. In the past, the remaining people were either dead or disabled.

It was not that he was beaten to death directly, but that he was frightened out of his wits. You must know that the "Qi Ba San" Jin Guang faction has not experienced war in five hundred years. All the disciples are like flowers in a greenhouse. The better the talent, the better. , the more protected it is.

This resulted in these disciples cultivating extremely quickly, but they did not experience any setbacks. They could not withstand the slightest blow. Many of them even returned to secular life to become Independent Cultivators, earning a living in secular families.

Jiang Chen didn't understand these things, so he stood up directly. Lingzhi explained to everyone: "This person is the Buddhist disciple of this world, Jiang Chen!"

The monks were in an uproar. You must know that the Buddha's status is much higher than that of everyone present. Even ordinary Dharma monks may not have a higher status than Jiang Chen.

Jin Guang glanced at everyone, his face full of displeasure: "The disciples of the old monk have already appeared. What are you waiting for at this time? That's all. If anyone is willing to go this time, you can stay on the third floor of the Sutra Collection Building for half a day. Months!"

The monks below were all eager to try it. Jiang Chen hadn't gone up to the third floor of the Sutra Collection Building yet, but seeing everyone like this, he knew that there must be good things that he didn't expect on the third floor. It might really be left by the Buddha Gate sages. Maybe the classics.

The change in Jiang Chen's face did not escape Jin Guang's eyes: "After today's work, you can go and see with them!"

As soon as Jin Guang finished speaking, seven or eight people stood up. Jin Guang nodded with satisfaction. Just as he was about to get up and leave, he heard a voice from behind a Buddhist monk: "Jin Guang Arhat, can I go?"

I saw an ordinary-looking monk walking out from behind a kind-faced Dharma monk. Who would have thought that as soon as this man stood up, the people around him burst into laughter.

Jiang Chen didn't know why, so he heard Lingzhi explain: "This monk's name is Zhuo Yuan, he studied under Quan Zhi, and he was originally a good young man. Who would have thought that in the Buddha Gate competition ten years ago, he would be frightened to the point of being pissed off by his opponent?" Come out."

And in the end, he got under his opponent's crotch and saved his life, but he also became a complete laughing stock. Of course, these words were transmitted to Jiang Chen by Lingzhi.

Before Jin Guang could speak, there was already a lot of discussion below.

"Humph, you actually have the nerve to stand up. Do you want to embarrass us again?"

"That is, ten years ago, in order to survive, we actually got under the crotch of the tight round. We were all embarrassed!"

Jiang Chen looked at Zhuo Yuan with some sympathy. It can be imagined that the Buddhist Gate competition ten years ago was exactly the scene of Zhuo Yuan's large-scale social death. Jin Guang stood up and wanted to get rid of this matter directly.

As a result, Zhuo Yuan walked out of the crowd, lowered his head, with evasive eyes, walked directly to Jin Guang and knelt down: "Jin Guang Arhat, even if this disciple dies on the stage, he will not beg for mercy again!"

Jin Guang looked at Zhuo Yuan. Zhuo Yuan was kneeling there with a blush. Jin Guang walked over and patted Zhuo Yuan on the head: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, just go with us!"

"All the monks have dispersed!" Jin Guang said softly, but the voice reached the ears of every monk.

The monks in the square came and went as quickly as they came, and all of them had left in a moment. Quan Zhi walked over and touched Zhuo Yuan's head: "Zhuo Yuan, don't show off when you go this time!"

Zhuo Yuan's face was as red as pig liver, and his voice was so quiet that even a mosquito couldn't hear it: "I know, master!"

Lingzhi looked at Quanzhi: "Senior brother, we haven't seen each other for ten years, and I have the audacity to ask him to give a Zen lecture!"

Quanzhi and Lingzhi were brothers hundreds of years ago. Xianlingzhi stepped into the Nascent Soul stage, but who would have thought that he could not make any progress in his cultivation for two hundred years.

There are seven or eight Dharma monks who are latecomers and have already surpassed Quan Zhi in cultivation. In addition, Quan Zhi specializes in Zen and his fighting ability is not good. Not many of the new Dharma monks respect Quan Zhi. Intelligent...

As a result, Quan Zhi's disciples were bullied by several other disciples outside. A hundred years ago, Quan Zhi found a child on the roadside who was about to freeze to death and brought him back.

This kid is Zhuo Yuan. It must be said that Zhuo Yuan’s talent is one of the best among the entire young generation, and Quan Zhi also cares about him. Who would have thought that ten years ago, Zhuo Yuan from Electric Late Stage participated in the Buddhist Gate competition and won the first place? He was eliminated in the first round and became the laughing stock of the entire Buddha Gate.

Disciples of Quan Zhi's lineage were even more unpopular, and Quan Zhi had nothing to do about it. Zhuo Yuan came back from the Buddhist Gate competition and locked himself in the room for the entire year.

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Three years later, things calmed down, but Zhuo Yuan still received strange looks from his peers when he went out. He was even more humiliated at the Buddhist Gate. What's worse, Zhuo Yuan was even given horse excrement and urine in his meals.

From then on, Zhuo Yuan began to say nothing. Who would have thought that today Zhuo Yuan would attend the Buddhist Gate Competition again.

Lingzhi winked at Jiang Chen, but Jiang Chen didn't look up and followed Lingzhi quickly away.

No one knows when Zhuo Yuan left, and no one saw Zhuo Yuan in the Sutra Library. Some people said that Zhuo Yuan could not bear the humiliation and had gone down the mountain.

Some people also said that Zhuo Yuan had no face to see others and locked himself up.

What's more, it is said that Zhuo Yuan was afraid of losing at one time, so he jumped off the mountain behind 3.9 out of fear.

Jiang Chen got his wish and entered the third floor. Inside the third floor were the cultivation experiences of Buddhist Gate monks of all generations. However, for Jiang Chen now, these things cannot quickly improve his combat power.

These things can only improve a person's foundation and avoid detours in future cultivation. There is no real improvement for this competition.

Jiang Chen only went to check it out on the first day, but he didn't show up again. The monks all thought that Jiang Chen was called by the Golden Arhat to teach the exercises. However, they didn't know that Jiang Chen found an introductory talisman inside the Sutra Collection Building. Before the competition, he was practicing the talisman by himself in the room.

Half a month passed in a blink of an eye, Jiang Chen had already received the notice, and today he was going to the real place where the Buddha attained enlightenment, Yinleiyin Temple. .