The appearance of the child Wei Xiaobao was like a bolt of lightning, tearing through the layers of fog in Li Qingyang's heart.
It was one thing to transmigrate to the world in the movie, but there were still a few years before the opening. There was a lot of blank time in between.
He raised his hands and looked at his miniature palms.
"Moreover, my body seems to have turned into a teenager. Isn't this convenient for me to take a master?!”
He suddenly chanted in his heart,"
"System? Am I right?"
"Your guess is correct."
The cold mechanical voice took the initiative to answer his question.
"After undergoing genetic optimization and body adjustment, your current age is the best time to cultivate martial arts.”
Li Qingyang's face twitched.
"Don't talk about this nonsense. Let me ask you, how do I go to Shaolin Temple to become a disciple?!”
The cold mechanical voice stopped.
However, in reality, a warm voice entered Li Qingyang's ears,"
"Junior Brother, which temple are you from? Why did you come out alone? Where's your master?"
Li Qingyang turned his head in shock and saw a young monk looking at him with a kind smile on his face.
Hmm, bald head, nine scars, and a yellow frock…He was definitely a monk!!
"Uh…"
For a moment, Li Qingyang didn't know how to reply.
In this era, his buzz cut was almost the symbol of a monk. Even layman disciples would have braids.
He looked very much like a young monk who had not yet been ordained. He had shaved his head and had grown a little hair.
Seeing that he did not answer, the young monk's voice became gentler.
"Junior brother, don't be afraid. It's good to be on guard.”
"I came from the nearby Fa Men Temple. Which temple are you from? Why don't you go back to the temple?!”
Li Qingyang's mind spun quickly as he lowered his head."
"I don't have a temple…"
" There's no temple!!"
The young monk was shocked. He raised one hand and chanted,"
"Amitabha."
He originally thought that the little monk in front of him could not stand the hardships and had sneaked out. After all, he could tell from his clothes that he was not wearing monk robes.
However, when he heard that there was no temple, he immediately thought of other places.
After Emperor Shunzhi became a monk, he left behind four ministers. In recent years, Oboi's power had grown, and it was already showing signs of monopolizing power.
He controlled the little emperor internally and waged a literary inquisition on the outside, killing the innocent. He did not even let off Taoist priests and monks!!
Many Buddhist temples in the capital region of Zhili were even wiped out!!
This time, it was precisely for this matter that he had specially descended the mountain to the capital.
"Amitabha. I came here for this matter. It was fate that I bumped into this child, but…"
The young monk thought about it and said softly,"
"Junior brother, do you have a home to go back to?!”
When Li Qingyang heard this, his expression turned gloomy. A wave of bitterness suddenly erupted in his heart.
"Home? I don't have a home anymore? I'm homeless!"
Coming here meant that everything in the past had already left him.
He had become a lone waif.
"Amitabha!"
A trace of pity flashed in the young monk's eyes, and he said gently,"
"Being homeless means becoming a monk. Little Junior Brother, why don't you come back to the temple with me?!”
"No!" Li Qingyang refused flatly.
"Thank you for your kindness, Master. I'm not going to the Fa Men Temple. I want to go to the Shaolin Temple to learn martial arts.”
His only thought now was to complete the main mission as soon as possible and fuse with the so-called Beast King's Power.
In the end, he could not let go of that world and his home.
"Learn martial arts?"
The young monk took a deep look at the youth in front of him, put his palms together, and said in a low voice,"
"I'm a registered monk at the temple, but I'm not a monk.”
"I'm Zhen Zhi, the chief monk of the Prajna Hall of Shaolin Temple!!”
Li Qingyang was stunned.
…………
A month later.
In the back hall of the Mahavira Hall of Shaolin Temple, the current abbot of Shaolin Temple, Master Yuanxin, was talking to Zhen Zhi.
"Zhen Zhi, did you really find this young man on the streets of the capital?!”
"Not bad."
"His temple was destroyed by Oboi and he was homeless, so I took the initiative to bring him back," said Monk Zhen Zhi.”
As he spoke, his expression was a little hesitant.
"The abbot already knows about these things. Could it be that he has some problems?”
"There's no problem."
Master Yuan Xin shook his head slightly." Just now, the head of the Arhat Hall touched his bones and checked his meridians to see how his aptitude was. However, he discovered that he had a body with all 100 meridians open!!”
" What?!"
Monk Zhen Zhi was shocked and said in horror,""Reverend Fang Zhang, is this true?!”
If all the meridians were open, then not only the eight extraordinary meridians, including the conception and governor meridians, but even the two bridges between heaven and earth were naturally open!!
As long as such a person practiced martial arts, there was a 100% chance that he would become a grandmaster in the future. The chances of him becoming a world-shaking great grandmaster were not small either!!
"Not bad! I didn't dare to believe it at first, but I personally felt the bones and checked the pulse again to confirm that it was correct!!”
Master Circle's eyes were bright as he said,"
"In the current era, martial arts are in the end. It has been decades since a grandmaster appeared!!”
"You actually picked up a body with all meridians open on the street. It's really the blessing of Buddha.!”
"Great Master Abbot…"
Zhen Zhi was stunned, feeling like everything was like a dream, like a bubble.
Master Circle put his palms together and chanted the name of Buddha in a low voice. He said,
"This is your fate, and also the fate of Shaolin.”
A moment later, Great Master Fang Zhang walked out from the back hall.
Li Qingyang was dressed in a gray monk robe, kneeling before the Ancestral Buddha obediently.
"Amitabha."
Master Circle Master walked in front of Li Qingyang. It was obvious that he wanted to personally preside over the ordination for him.
"The Shaolin Temple has been passed down to this generation, and its wisdom is eternal. The heads of the various courtyards and I are all of the Yuan generation.”
"After you entered Shaolin Temple, your past will be forgotten. You are a third-generation disciple, and now I will bestow upon you the Dharma name, True Yan!!”
His hand caressed Li Qingyang's head, and his hair fell off immediately. There was not a single root, and it was as smooth as porcelain.
"Worries are gone, the world of mortals is far away!”
"From now on, there will only be Shaolin Temple's True Yan!!”
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