Cultivation: I can reincarnate in the heavens

The entry into the new world. Wingdings: ♦︎♦︎⬧︎♦︎◆︎⌧︎♦︎♦︎□︎❍︎

It was different from what Xu Xing thought at first.

On the golden mirror, the destiny in the [Dao Fruit] column kept flashing. It seemed that he had experienced thousands of lives before finally matching the person who suited his destiny.

"The powerful minister Wen Guang's son..."

"The reincarnation of King Ming mentioned by Tenryuji Temple..."

"I had a good literary talent since I was a child."

"Until he was nine years old, the powerful minister Wen Guang passed away, and the Wen family was exterminated by the new emperor. Zen Master Fahui, who had a close friendship with Wen Guang, couldn't bear that Wen's family had no children, so he secretly replaced Wen Xing and brought Wen Xing to Tianlong Temple to be raised..."

"Now, at the age of twenty-four, he is the true successor of the temple."

In Tianlong Temple, in front of the Main Hall, a young monk in gray robe kneels in front of the Buddha statue, knocking on wooden fish and daydreaming about his origins.

There is no doubt that the son of a powerful minister should be related to his Minghuang destiny [official thief].

The reincarnation of King Ming is his [King Ming Body] and the method he practiced.

And literary talent... is his red fate [Wenchang].

"If I cultivate Taoist internal skills..."

"I'm afraid it's time to be reincarnated in the Taoist sect at this time."

Xu Xing looked at the shiny bald head and sighed.

Of course, he was just talking.

It’s good to have some exercises to practice.

There is no way for him to pick and choose.

It’s not that he hasn’t acquired the internal skills of the Taoist sect, there are quite a few skills spread by the Xiaoyao sect in the real world. However, none of these exercises can be compared with Xuanji Temple’s temple-defending exercise, the Eight-Armed King Sutra.

In addition, there is an ancient bronze mirror next to him. It will not be difficult for him to switch to other exercises in the future.

It's just a temporary dress up, nothing to care about.

Crunch——

The palace door was slowly pushed open.

"Zhixing..."

"The time has come for you to avenge your father."

"The Queen Mother was tortured by dream demons and had difficulty sleeping. She invited many eminent monks to enter the palace and open altars, but none of them worked. You are living in the bones of the Buddha, and the Queen Mother has also heard about it..."

Zen Master Fahui stepped inside and whispered to Xu Xing.

He has kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and his two long white eyebrows droop down to his cheeks. At first glance, he looks like an eminent monk who has attained the Dharma. At this moment, he gently lifted up the yellow monk's robe and sat on the futon near Xu Xing.

"Incubus?"

Xu Xing was stunned.

In his memory, the Great Yan Dynasty was much more powerful than the Fengxi Kingdom. There are three innate warriors owned by the royal family. Inside and outside the court, only the imperial power reigned supreme.

"The Queen Mother will not issue an edict to invite eminent monks to give lectures..."

Zen Master Fahui knew that his disciple had inherent wisdom and was a child prodigy when he was young.

He said in a calm tone: "When the late emperor was still alive, the empress dowager was jealous and drowned many of the emperor's descendants. However, the late emperor always doted on the empress dowager, but only punished her briefly and left it alone. Now she has been fasting and chanting Buddha's name for a long time. There are demons and monsters nuisances arising in my heart..."

Xu Xing nodded.

When he was young, he was ruthless and ruthless. When he was old, he fasted and chanted Buddha's name, and gave birth to a dream demon.

It seems absurd, but it’s not difficult to understand.

It is normal for people of different ages to have different personalities.

"We, the young monks, are lucky enough to enter the palace. Is there any way to avenge my father?"

Xu Xing wanted to retreat and asked about the key point.

He entered this world for the purpose of cultivation and attainment, not for revenge. If given the chance, he could take revenge at will, and he wouldn't mind avenging his biological father in this life.

but--

At this time, he was not yet an innate warrior.

It is not a good thing to be too reckless and confront the court.

Fate is destiny, not equal to strength. He needs to cultivate step by step.

"Fool..."

"Do you know why our Tianlong Temple is called Tianlong Temple?"

Zen Master Fahui smiled slightly.

Seeing Xu Xing's puzzled expression, he clarified his doubts and said: "Before the Buddha Sakyamuni became a Buddha, he cut meat and fed it to an eagle. The cut meat was called hatred, which turned into a naga, and the eagle was the eight followers of the Buddha. One of the tribesmen is named Garuda..."

"There is a secret method passed down in our temple called Dragon Transformation Technique."

"The hatred that kills people turns into the five poisons, into Naga, into a heavenly dragon..."

He explained them one by one.

Xu Xing frowned at first, then gradually became relieved.

In Buddhism, it is said that those who are very angry will turn into snakes, scorpions and centipedes after death.

Naga, in Buddhist scriptures, is a long-bodied, scaly, footless, snake-like demigod, one of the eight tribes.

The dragon-transforming method mentioned by Zen Master Fahui is to cut off people's hatred and turn it into the five poisons, and then use the dragon-transforming technique of Tianlong Temple to turn it into Naga, one of the eight tribes.

"What should disciples do?"

Xu Xing's eyes flashed and he asked.

He had an intuition that Zen Master Fahui's purpose might not be simple.

It would be good to help Wen Guang take care of his son. There is no need to fight for the foundation of Tianlong Temple and offend the royal family.

However, people under the eaves have to bow their heads.

He pretended to agree first, and then followed through step by step. This was the best plan.

"Zhixing..."

"You are the king of Ming Dynasty, and you are destined to be an Arhat."

"Hate cannot affect you."

"This time, I will enter the capital with you..."

Speaking of this, Zen Master Fahui knocked on the wooden fish and showed compassion, "I sacrificed my body to feed the demons as a teacher. I am willing to turn into a heavenly dragon and swallow their fate of great flames to avenge your father."

"And during this period, you are the one who awakens my teacher's mind."

he warned.

"this……"

Xu Xing was startled for a moment, and then reacted quickly.

"Revenge for the Wen family..."

"This is my disciple's wish. Thank you Master for your love."

He made a look of tears of gratitude.

After all calculations, he failed to realize that he was the villain.

Why feed the devil with your body...?

To put it mildly, it was for revenge.

To put it bluntly, he just coveted the fortune of the Great Yan Dynasty.

If you really want to take revenge, wouldn't it be enough to imitate Jing Ke when you enter the palace?

Want to harm Great Yan's luck?

After the decline of luck, not only the royal family was harmed, but also countless ordinary people.

"Children can be taught."

Zen Master Fahui nodded.

…

Out of the Main Hall.

Xu Xing stepped on the golden leaves of the ginkgo tree outside the palace and walked down the mountain road.

The Main Hall is the main hall of Tenryuji Temple and houses the shrines of various Buddhas. It is located on the top of Lianshi Mountain. The monk's Zen room is halfway up the mountain.

The reason why Zen Master Fahui came to the Main Hall to find him was probably because he was worried that there were too many people in the Zen Temple. The Main Hall looks solemn and solemn, but few people stay here for a long time.

Entering the hall and knocking the chime three times is the daily morning lesson for his true disciple.

It was just early autumn at this time, and the mountain was slightly colder. However, the monks of Tianlong Temple were wearing single clothes and carrying wooden buckets filled with water in their hands as they walked up and down the mountain road. You can see monks and monks walking along the roadside everywhere. chat.

"Senior Brother Zhixing..."

"It's Senior Brother Zhixing..."

"Senior Brother Zhixing, have you finished your morning lessons?"

As he walked slowly down the winding mountain road, many monks greeted him, all of them speaking warmly.

In this life, Xu Xing's birth name was Wen Xing. After being brought into Tianlong Temple by Zen Master Fahui, he took the Buddhist name Zhi Xing.