"Yuanxiu, come here. " An old monk murmured in the main hall of Xuan Kong Temple.
Outside, a young monk in his early twenties threw down his broom and walked toward the main hall.
His name was Lin Yuan. Half a year ago, he inexplicably transmigrated to this world and was inexplicably taken in as a disciple by an old monk. Then, he was given the Dharma name of Cultivator Yuan. The old monk brought him back to this temple.
This temple was called Xuankong Temple.
The temple had withered, and there was only an old monk and him. Moreover, not many people came to offer incense money.
His days were extremely miserable, but he did not leave Xuan Kong Temple because he knew that this world he had transmigrated to was a world of the Republic of China. There were warlords and bandits. According to the old monk, there were still demons and ghosts in this world.
Therefore, he didn't dare to run around for the past six months and could only stay in Xuan Kong Temple obediently.
Moreover, he knew that this old monk was quite capable. When he saved him last time, he realized that this old monk was quite powerful, so he wanted to learn some skills in Xuan Kong Temple.
However, in the past six months, the old monk had him chant scriptures, dive into the water, chop wood, and sweep the floor every day. He had not taught him any powerful cultivation techniques.
"Hmph, why is this old monk looking for me again?”
Lin Yuan walked in and looked at the old monk." Master, I've already picked the water, swept the ground, cleaned the dust off the Buddha statues, and brought back the firewood."”
The old monk patted the little monk's head," Yuan Xiu, you have already joined our Xuan Kong Temple for half a year. In the past half a year, I have asked you to chant scriptures and meditate every day mainly to let you cultivate your heart. If your heart is not calm, it will be difficult for you to cultivate Buddhism. Now that half a year has passed, your willpower is not bad. It is time to teach you the Buddhist scriptures of our Xuan Kong Temple. These Buddhist scriptures are different from the ones that you were asked to meditate and chant.”
"The Buddhist scripture I taught you is a supreme scripture that can develop the limits of the human body and cultivate the true Buddhist technique.”
Lin Yuan was overjoyed. After transmigrating for half a year, he was finally going to start cultivating without the system.
"Master, disciple is ready."
Then, the old monk took out a worn-out scripture." This is the Buddhist True Art, Demon Subduing Scripture, passed down by the seniors of my Xuan Kong Temple. There are cultivation methods and Buddhist martial techniques inside. You should study it well.”
"Thank you, Master."
Lin Yuan was overjoyed. After chopping firewood, sweeping the floor, fetching water, meditating and chanting scriptures for half a year, he could finally officially cultivate.
"I have to go down the mountain to do a ritual during this period of time. I'll only be back in about a month. Cultivate well. The world is in chaos now. The warlords are divided and the people are in dire straits.”
"Hmm? Are there still zombies? What kind of world was this?”Lin Yuan was shocked.
" Of course, although there are demons and zombies, there are still righteous sects in the world. Although Buddhism and Taoism are declining, there are still many capable people, especially the Mao Mountain Sect. There is the famous Shi Jian with terrifying cultivation and Lin Fengjiao with outstanding talent and righteousness.“
When Lin Yuan heard his master talking about Shi Jian and Lin Fengjiao of Mao Mountain, he was shocked.
He already understood.
The world that he had transmigrated to was definitely the zombie world of the Republic of China.
How could he not be familiar with the zombie world? When he was on Earth, he had watched a lot of zombie movies. There were countless beautiful women and experts from the Spirit Illusion World. It was very exciting.
Next, Lin Yuan asked about his cultivation realm.
The old monk also explained the Buddhist realm to Lin Yuan one by one.
The first realm of Buddhism was the Enlightenment Realm. After the Enlightenment Realm, there were mages, eminent monks, venerables, and holy monks.
"What about after the holy monk? "Lin Yuan asked.
"The realms above the Saint Monk are unfathomable. According to Buddhist records, above the Saint Monk is the Dharma King, and above the Dharma King is the Heavenly King, Vajra, Arhat, Bodhisattva, and the true Buddha.”
" There hasn't been a Saint Monk in the Buddhist League in the past hundreds of years, let alone the realms above the Saint Monk. Even the previous abbot of the Buddhist League in the world hasn't been able to cultivate to the Venerable Realm. In the world, those who can cultivate to the Master Realm are considered experts of the Buddhist League. Those who can cultivate to the Venerable Realm can do whatever they want in the world.”
Lin Yuan listened to the old monk's description of these realms and what he said.
He could understand.
The current Republic of China was an era of chaos, so it was naturally difficult to improve in cultivation.
However, Lin Yuan still curiously asked about the old monk's realm.
"Master, what realm are you at now?”
"Me? Hahahaha, I became a floating master at the age of eight. Now that fifty years have passed, my cultivation has already reached the perfected Enlightenment Realm. I estimate that within ten years, I will be able to step into the mage realm.”The old monk smiled smugly.
When Lin Yuan heard that the old monk had only cultivated to the peak of the Enlightenment Realm after fifty years, his heart turned cold.
This cultivation was too slow. If he cultivated for fifty years and only reached the peak of the Enlightenment Realm, wouldn't he become an old monk?
Moreover, even if they were at the peak of the Enlightenment Realm, they could not do anything they wanted in the Demon World.
Lin Yuan, who was familiar with this world, knew that there were many experts in this world.
There was Shi Jian, the eldest disciple of Mao Mountain, the evil master of Nanyang, the red-robed fire ghost, and all kinds of terrifying zombies.
Next, the old monk went down the mountain.
He left Lin Yuan alone to cultivate in Xuankong Temple.
In the dark night, Lin Yuan was studying the Demon Subduing Scripture in his room. He began to cultivate according to the cultivation route on it.
Three days later, Lin Yuan felt a mysterious power fluctuation.
This power should be the Buddhist power cultivated.
However, Lin Yuan felt that it was too slow.
If he continued to cultivate like this, he would probably need thirty years of hard work to become a mage.
"Where's the system? Why isn't there a system here?”
At this moment, Lin Yuan heard a clang in his mind.
"System activated!"
"System loading!“
"Loaded!"
When Lin Yuan heard this voice, he revealed an ecstatic expression." The system has finally appeared!”
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