Chapter 6 Mall System
Being stared at fiercely by everyone, Wang Sheng shuddered.
To be honest, the feeling of successfully installing a fork is really good, but he didn't expect the master to be so supportive and make such a big commotion.
It was really hard for him to be looked at by everyone like this.
"Amitabha." The abbot of the Tiantai Sect spoke again, this time he looked at Wang Sheng with a little emotion and said: "People in the world, there is no law, and then they know the law; the world's affairs are still unfinished, so why not let it go."
"Senior brother, this Buddhist questioning is over, and the assessment is left to the abbots. I have a little insight, so I will leave first. As for the discussion with Master Xuanzang, you only need to inform the temple." After finishing speaking, he got up straight away. , bid farewell to all the hosts, and led the people out of the Daxiong Hall.
All the monks looked at him with a little envy. At their level, if they say they have comprehension, they really have comprehension. Although it is certainly not as good as Daoxin's instant Buddhahood, it is still a kind of accumulation.
"The birth of this Buddhist son in Zen is really a sign of great prosperity." The abbot of the Tantric School looked at Wang Sheng and said in admiration.
This is tantamount to acknowledging Wang Sheng's qualifications as a Buddhist disciple.
As soon as this remark came out, the young monks in the hall all looked at Wang Sheng enviously. The abbot of the Tantric School had already agreed that he should become a disciple of the Buddha. After that, as long as two more abbots agreed, this young and unattractive boy would become a peace disciple. The abbot has the same status as a Buddha.
Wang Sheng was puzzled, whether it was the old monk of the Tiantai School or the old bald donkey of the Tantric School, there was a tendency to change from the image of a bad guy, and he began to praise him.
Before more abbots could speak, Daoxin said abruptly, "Since the little apprentice Huiming has finished asking the Buddha, we also have important matters to discuss. From my point of view, it is better to postpone the voting of the Buddha."
All the abbots in the hall were taken aback for a moment, and then nodded thoughtfully. It seemed that the Zen sect didn't want the new Buddhist disciple to be too ostentatious.
Later, because the abbots had to discuss important matters, all the junior disciples in the hall were sent out.
Wang Sheng also touched his head and walked out of the hall. In fact, he really wanted to stay here to find out how the Buddhist sect planned to rescue Tang Monk and his disciples, whether to send a few bodhisattvas, or ask the Taoist gods to persuade Zhen Yuanzi, or simply ask the Tathagata Buddha!
But there is no way, he is not yet a Buddha, and he does not have enough status.
Walking out of the hall with his senior brother, Wang Sheng noticed that many monks from other temples looked at him with envy or even admiration.
"Junior brother, this is the marrow washing sutra that master asked me to pass on to you, please keep it first." Senior brother Hongren suddenly transmitted his voice from the bottom of his heart, and said with his finger lightly on the center of Wang Sheng's eyebrows.
Wang Sheng suddenly felt a lot of things appeared in his mind, and his system page also changed at this time.
"Character: Wang Sheng, host of Ten Thousand Worlds Shelter."
"Level: Congenital Great Accomplishment."
"Identity: disciple of the abbot of Zen Zhengjue Temple."
"Cultivation method: Marrow Washing Sutra."
Wang Sheng was very pleasantly surprised, it turned out to be the famous marrow washing sutra of later generations!
"Junior brother, you should study hard, because I am very enlightened by your theory of the Buddha's heart, so I left first." Hongren performed a Buddhist ceremony, turned and left.
Wang Sheng hurriedly returned the gift. Speaking of which, he and the Fifth Patriarch Brother hadn't had a good communication yet, but this was not the right time.
Watching his brother leave, Wang Sheng didn't realize that there was still a monk he knew, so he turned and returned to his hut.
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Back in the hut, Wang Sheng tried to read the Marrow Cleansing Sutra in his mind with great anticipation. He closed his eyes and visualized, one by one golden words were floating.
At this time, the system suddenly beeped.
"Drip, the system reminds that the host has harvested a marrow washing scripture and opened the mall system."
"The mall system has been opened."
"Name: Marrow Washing Sutra; Value: 500 contribution points."
"Whether the host chooses to turn in the marrow washing sutra and practice the first and second layers."
With a series of system reminders, Wang Sheng watched the mall system in his mind go into a sluggish state.
Because there were a bunch of natural treasures and various introductions in front of him.
'Bloodlines: Saiyan bloodlines, innate Taoist body, ancient god body, dragon body, phoenix body. '
'Rare and rare treasures: Immortal-tying rope, five-element flag, wind fire wheel, demon banner. '
'Special resources: a plate of fairy fruit, real pill, dragon and tiger golden pill, jade bottle of nectar. '
Wait, wait, etc., it includes almost everything that can appear in the world.
But Wang Sheng's eyes were fixed on the last line, "Yujing bottle of nectar water?" There is actually nectar water that can save ginseng fruit trees!
His eyes showed eagerness, if he exchanged it for nectar water, he must be able to complete the task now!
But looking at the exchange amount, he was a little desperate. A drop of nectar water actually needs 100,000 contribution points!
And none of the above-mentioned natural treasures and exchange materials has less than 5,000 contribution points.
Even if he handed in the marrow washing sutra, he only had five hundred contribution points, and now he can only look at it to relieve his greed.
Swallowing hard, Wang Sheng tried his best to look away. After thinking for a while, he chose to turn in the marrow washing sutra and practice the first and second layers.
"The host turned in the marrow washing scripture, the value contribution point is 500, and the reward is 100."
Wang Sheng was so happy that he even rewarded him with 100 contribution points, but it was too late to be happy, the system continued.
"The host chooses to practice the first and second layers of the Marrow Washing Sutra, and six hundred contribution points will be deducted."
Wang Sheng was speechless, it would be better not to reward him for coming here.
"Whether the host chooses to practice the first and second layers of the Marrow Washing Sutra immediately?"
Now he can turn sadness into joy, and choose to practice immediately full of expectations.
As soon as the selection was finished, a burst of white light suddenly appeared from his body. Wang Sheng felt as if his bones were twisting and his flesh and blood were being purified, but he didn't feel any pain yet.
In just a few seconds, the white light disappeared. Wang Sheng's body was well-proportioned, full of strength, and his spirit was obviously different from before. He even seemed to be much taller.
This is not an illusion, his monk robe is obviously smaller.
He happily looked at the personal page.
"Character: Wang Sheng, host of Ten Thousand Worlds Shelter."
"Level: Congenital Great Accomplishment."
"Identity: disciple of the abbot of Zen Zhengjue Temple."
"Cultivation method: Marrow Washing Sutra."
"Life: three hundred."
One more lifespan was added, and his lifespan was actually three hundred. Wang Sheng was very pleasantly surprised. He knew that half of the three hundred was increased by congenital mastery, and the marrow washing scripture added another one hundred and fifty years to him. lifespan.
It is worthy of being the true teaching of Zen Buddhism! It is worthy of the Marrow Cleansing Sutra!
For the first time, Wang Sheng felt the real benefits of his Zen identity.
Realizing the power of the Marrow Cleansing Sutra, he hurriedly looked at the contribution points needed for the last two levels of the System's Marrow Cleansing Sutra, and his face immediately turned pale, because the cultivation of the latter two levels actually required a total of 5,000 contribution points.
He can only smash it and give it up. A heaven-defying technique like the Marrow Washing Sutra can only be exchanged for five hundred, and five thousand contribution points don't know what heaven and earth treasures are needed.
"Drip, remind, the host can exchange any valuable materials from Journey to the West for contribution points to the system."
Wang Sheng's eyes lit up, yes, this is the world of Journey to the West, a world where gods and monsters run all over the place, there should be a lot of treasures in heaven and earth.
"Hey." Wang Sheng smirked endlessly, as if he had already seen the appearance when he was holding the treasure of heaven and earth in his arms.
So, a few days later, many monks in the Zen temple could see Wang Sheng with red eyes, running around the temple every day like a psychopath, looking at that tree, pulling that grass, and buckling that brick .
It's a pity that he returned disappointed every day. Not to mention the treasures of heaven and earth, he didn't even have a single spiritual grass. During the period, he picked up a grass that was about to die, but in the end he only exchanged one contribution point. I don't know why. It's not that the system is pitying him.
Back in the hut, Wang Sheng was lying on the small bed. He was not tired, but he had been disappointed and tired for the past few days.
Counting the time, it has been five days since he came to Journey to the West, and there is no mission at all. He eats vegetarian food every day, and there is no need to count on mobile phones and computers. He can't find any entertainment all day long.
He really admired the monks who were graduating with him in the temple, and he went to the square to sit in meditation every day, or he was intensively practicing Buddhism, but he couldn't find a single one to talk to in five days.
He was moaning, and there was a knock on the door here.
Standing up to open the door, it was a deacon monk. Wang Sheng had a little impression that he seemed to have guarded the gate in the Daxiong Palace.
"Uncle Huiming, the abbot told you to go there." He said respectfully.
Wang Sheng was a little happy. Could it be that they were going to save Tang Seng and his disciples? He is a little anxious these days because the mission deadline is approaching.
Quickly rushing to the Daxiong Hall, Wang Sheng saw that Daoxin, who had already become a golden Arhat, was still sitting under the Buddha statue. Except for being younger, he seemed to have no change, and his senior brother Hongren was also sitting cross-legged.
Speaking of which, this was the first time he was summoned by his master after he asked the Buddha, Wang Sheng hurried forward
"Master, the disciple is here." He saluted respectfully.
Daoxin nodded and opened his eyes, looked at him and said slowly: "Have you gained anything from studying the Marrow Washing Sutra these days?"
Wang Sheng was a little embarrassed. He had never read the Marrow Washing Sutra, but he was forcibly cultivated to the second level by the system.
"Master, the aptitude of the disciple is too poor, and he hasn't gained much yet." He looked ashamed.
Hong Ren who was on the side couldn't help interjecting, "Master, my brother has just entered Buddhism, and I didn't polish my cultivation by myself. Although I have a profound understanding of Buddhism, it is impossible to comprehend the Sutra of Washing the Marrow in such a short time."
Wang Sheng looked at Hongren gratefully, the fifth patriarch brother is quite loyal.
Unexpectedly, Daoxin shook his head, "Hongren, your Celestial Eye still needs to be cultivated. Your junior brother is a natural born Buddha, and the speed of cultivation is unreasonable. He has already reached the second level of the Essence Cleansing Sutra." He sighed in his heart, the Sutra of Washing the Marrow is the true teaching of Zen, and the difficulty of cultivation is considered to be the highest level, but Wang Sheng just cultivated to the second level within a few days.
Hong Ren was dumbfounded, he looked at Wang Sheng, "Junior Brother, is this true?"
Wang Sheng patted his head. He has already reached the second level of emotional cultivation very quickly. He also misunderstood that Master thinks he is slow.
It was unbelievable for Hongren to get the acquiescence. Looking at him was like looking at a monster. He couldn't accept it. He had to practice hard for two years before reaching the second level, and he was also known as a genius disciple of Zen. But this comparison, He seems to be practicing too slowly!
"Okay." Daoxin shook his head, "I called you here today because of the ginseng fruit meeting. Since you are going to become my Zen Buddhist disciple, you are also qualified to go to Wuzhuang temple with me. You go back and clean up. I will take you to the temple tomorrow. You go."
Wang Sheng was pleasantly surprised, he really came up with whatever he wanted.