"From today onwards, you are the twenty-eighth generation disciple of Shaolin Temple. Your Dharma name is Miao Chen.”
"The mortal world is all in the past. You have to calm down and be pure. Only then can you study the Buddhist Dharma and get rid of suffering as soon as possible. Amitabha.”
Shaolin Temple, Mahavira Hall.
An old monk wearing a kasaya, with a kind face, white beard, and long eyebrows, sat in the lotus position in front of the tall and magnificent Buddha statue.
Sitting opposite him was a handsome, clean-skinned young monk who had just been shaved.
This novice monk was called Ning Chen. He had transmigrated from Earth and became a disciple of Shaolin Temple.
The green-robed monk who shaved Ning Chen put away his razor and put his palms together. He bowed to Abbot Du Nan of Shaolin Temple and said,"Abbot, Miao Chen's talent is ordinary and he has no wisdom.”
The white-browed old monk raised his palm with one hand and looked around at the other eminent monks in the Great Buddha Hall. He raised his voice and asked,""All the heads, which one of you is willing to take Little Monk Miao Chen in?”
On the incense table in front of the Buddha, the candlelight flickered.
The bell chimes echoed outside the hall, and the chanting of the monks was endless.
On both sides of the golden Buddha statue of Lord Tathagata, there were also Bodhisattvas and Buddhas from the Western Paradise. There were old monks sitting cross-legged under the high platform.
They were the heads of the various halls of Shaolin Temple. They were very strong. Some had bronze skin, while others had Buddhist light shining from their bodies.
The heads of the Dharma Hall, Arhat Hall, and Discipline Hall exchanged glances and shook their heads.""Miao Chen is not fated with us."
Ning Chen, who was sitting on the futon, heard that he had been rejected by the heads of department. His eyes darkened.
In this world, the strong were respected, and martial arts could be divine. There were also demons and ghosts running amok, and life was like grass.
If he didn't have martial arts, he would probably be a mortal for the rest of his life.
"Do I have to spend my whole life with the ancient Buddha and green onions mixed with tofu?”
Ning Chen secretly clenched his fists.
As a standard modern person, Ning Chen did not have a pure heart and few desires to become a monk.
The reason why he was willing to shave his head and join the Shaolin Temple was entirely because of the illustrious name of the Northern Shaolin Temple.
In the end, things did not go as he wished. The shaved monk said that he did not have the root of wisdom, and no one in the various halls accepted Ning Chen.
The abbot of Shaolin Temple, Du Nan, raised his palm with one hand. His eyes were merciful as he lowered his head and chanted,""Amitabha. In that case, Jue Yuan, take Miao Chen to the Sutra Library and let him be a servant monk who sweeps the courtyard.”
"Yes, Abbot."
Monk Jue Yuan, who had shaved Ning Chen's hair, led Ning Chen out of the Hall of Great Strength.
The Sutra Depository was located behind the Great Buddha Hall. It was a five-pillar hall with upturned eaves and curved corners. It was a solemn and dignified building.
Monk Jue Yuan led Ning Chen here and said solemnly,"" There are 5,800 scriptures and 72 unique skills in the Sutra Depository, including high-tier internal cultivation techniques, fist techniques, finger techniques, staff techniques, and so on…"
Ning Chen's heart warmed when he heard that. He raised his head and asked,"Can I study and cultivate?"
Jue Yuan smiled and shook his head.”
Just as Ning Chen was thinking that he was peeking, Jue Yuan seemed to have seen through his thoughts and shouted loudly,"The temple has strict rules. You must not peek or learn in secret.”
"Otherwise, if you are discovered, you will be punished with a rod or a stick. If it's serious, you will be stripped of your martial arts and expelled from the temple!”
Was it that serious?
Ning Chen felt like he had stepped into a pit.
Weren't the sweeping monks in martial arts novels all unfathomable and proficient in all the martial arts classics of Shaolin Temple?
Why was it his turn to be a sweeping monk? He was not allowed to learn this or cultivate that.
"I'll bring you around to familiarize yourself with the environment. The meditation room is southeast of the Sutra Depository. From today onwards, you can clean the courtyard of the temple.”
Monk Jue Yuan turned around and left after giving his instructions.
Ning Chen was left alone in his original spot, wearing the monk's robe. He could not help but feel depressed.
"Alright, since we're here, let's take it as it is."
"I can freely enter and exit the Scripture Depository. I have eyes on myself, so I have plenty of opportunities to secretly learn.”
"Jue Yuan said that there would be punishment if he was discovered. Since that's the case, it's fine as long as he doesn't get discovered!”
Ning Chen walked up the stairs and placed both his hands on the door of the Scripture Depository, pushing it slightly.
The two doors creaked open and Ning Chen walked in.
At this moment, a system notification sounded in Ning Chen's mind.
[Ding-dong. The host has successfully activated the check-in system.]”
" System…System…?!"
Ning Chen was stunned at first, but then he was overjoyed.
Before he transmigrated, he was also a complete fan of novels and had read many system texts.
The system was almost a necessary cheat for transmigrators.
Ning Chen had thought that he did not have any. Now, it seemed that the system might be late, but it would definitely not be absent.
"Fortunately, you're not late."
Ning Chen tried to think, What does the sign-in system mean?”
[Ding-dong. Answer the host. As long as you sign in at a certain place every day, you will receive a reward.]”
"It's worth noting that the rewards will be different depending on where you sign in.”
"In addition, there may be no rewards for signing in at some places. There may be places where you can only receive a reward once, but there are places where you can sign in repeatedly and receive rewards continuously.”
Ning Chen nodded.
The check-in system was not difficult to understand.
"Shall I give it a try?"
Ning Chen's eyes lit up and decided to give it a try.
Wasn't he in the Sutra Depository?
Then he would sign in at the Sutra Depository once!
"System, I'm signing in at the Sutra Depository.”
[Ding-dong. Congratulations to the host for signing in successfully. Reward: Small Reversion Pill x1!]”
"The reward has been sent to the system space. The host can check it at any time.”
Ning Chen closed his eyes and pondered. A pure white space appeared in his mind.
A green pill the size of a soybean floated quietly in the air.
Small Reversion Pill!
Ning Chen looked at the description of the Small Reversion Pill.
small reversion pill
The spiritual medicine of Shaolin Temple is dark green in color. After consuming Genuine Qi, one will consume this medicine, and heat will rise in one's Dantian, filling one's energy. It can help to recover one's power. Martial arts practitioners dreamed of this!
"Beautiful!"
Ning Chen was overjoyed.
He did not expect the check-in system to be so useful.
Even though the Minor Rejuvenation Pill was not as precious as the Great Rejuvenation Pill, it was not something that a servant monk like Ning Chen could obtain.
With the system, not to mention the Small Rejuvenating Pill, Ning Chen could probably get the Great Rejuvenating Pill with ease!
"I was rewarded with a Small Rejuvenation Pill after signing in at the Scripture Depository. I wonder what I can get by signing in at the Great Buddha Hall?”
Ning Chen was looking forward to it.
It was a pity that he could only sign in once a day. Otherwise, Ning Chen would have visited the entire Shaolin Temple in one day.
One had to know that the Shaolin Temple was not small.
After removing the memorial archway at the mountain gate, there was the Heavenly King Hall and the Great Buddha Hall.
There were also the Bell Tower, Drum Tower, Bodhidharma Cave, Thousand Buddha Hall, First Ancestor Nunnery, Six Ancestor Altar, Pagoda Forest, and other treasured places.
He believed that the system rewards for signing in at these places would definitely not be bad.
The next day, Ning Chen, who was a servant monk, woke up early and came to the Great Buddha Hall to clean up.
Ning Chen raised his head and looked at the statue of Buddha, which was as solemn as gold. He said in a low voice,"System, I have signed in at the Hall of Great Strength!”
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