$89, Dragon Transformation Technique (Seeking Follow-Up Reading)

Entering a new world. Wingdings: ♦︎♦︎⬧︎♦︎◆︎⌧︎♦︎♦︎□︎❍︎

It is different from what Xu Xing thought at first.

On the golden mirror, the fate of the [Daoguo] column kept flashing. It seemed that he had experienced thousands of lives and finally matched with the person who was suitable for his fate.

"The son of the powerful official Wen Guang..."

"The reincarnation of the Ming Wang mentioned by Tianlong Temple..."

"He had outstanding literary talent since childhood."

"Until he was nine years old, the powerful official Wen Guang died, and the Wen family was executed by the new emperor. Master Fahui, who was very close to Wen Guang, could not bear to see the Wen family without an heir, so he secretly brought Wen Xing to Tianlong Temple to raise him..."

"Now, at the age of 24, he is the true heir of the temple."

In front of the main hall of Tianlong Temple, a young monk in a gray robe kneeled in front of the Buddha statue, knocking on the wooden fish while thinking about his origins.

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

The reincarnation of Ming Wang is his [Ming Wang body] and the method he practiced.

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

"If I practiced the internal skills of Taoism..."

"I am afraid I should be reincarnated in the Taoist sect now."

Xu Xing looked at the shiny bald head and sighed.

Of course, he was just talking.

It was good to have a technique to practice.

He didn't have to pick and choose.

It's not that he didn't get the inner strength of the Taoist sect. There are many techniques of Xiaoyao Sect in the real world. It's just that these techniques can't be compared with the "Eight-armed Vidyara Sutra", the temple-guarding technique of Xuanji Temple.

In addition, with the bronze ancient mirror, it won't be difficult for him to switch to other techniques in the future.

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

Creak--

The door of the palace was slowly pushed open.

"Zhixing..."

"It's time for you to avenge your father."

"The queen mother was tortured by nightmares and couldn't fall asleep. She invited many monks to the palace to perform rituals, but none of them worked. You are in the Buddha's bones, and the queen mother has heard of it..."

Master Fahui stepped inside and whispered to Xu Xing.

He had kind eyes and two long white eyebrows hanging on his cheeks. He was a monk who had obtained the Dharma. At this moment, he gently lifted up the yellow monk's robe and sat on the cushion near Xu Xing.

"Dream demon?"

Xu Xing was stunned.

In his memory, the Great Yan Dynasty was much stronger than the Fengxi Kingdom. There were three innate warriors in the royal family. In and out of the court, only the imperial power was supreme.

"The Queen Mother will not issue an imperial decree to invite the monk to preach..."

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

He said in a calm tone: "When the late emperor was alive, the Queen Mother was jealous and drowned many royal descendants. However, the late emperor always loved the Queen Mother and only punished her slightly and let it go. Now she eats vegetarian food and chants Buddha. After a long time, demons have arisen in her heart to disturb her..."

Xu Xing nodded.

When she was young, she was cruel and ruthless. When she was old, she ate vegetarian food and chanted Buddha, and she had a dream demon.

It seems absurd, but it is not difficult to understand.

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

"It is a fluke for us monks to enter the palace. Is there any way to avenge my father?"

Xu Xing wanted to retreat and asked the key point.

He entered this world to cultivate and gain enlightenment, not to seek revenge. If he had the chance, he could easily seek revenge, and he would not mind seeking revenge for his father in this world.

But——

At this moment, he was not yet a congenital warrior.

It was not a good thing to be too reckless against the imperial court.

Fate is fate, not equal to strength, and he needs to cultivate step by step.

"Foolish child..."

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

Zen Master Fahui smiled slightly.

Seeing Xu Xing's puzzled expression, he explained: "Before becoming a Buddha, the Buddha Shakyamuni cut meat to feed the eagle. The cut meat was called hatred, which turned into Naga, and the eagle was one of the eight followers of the Buddha, named Garuda..."

"There is a secret method in our temple, called the Dragon Transformation Technique."

"Cut off the hatred of people, turn into five poisons, turn into Naga, turn into Tianlong..."

He explained one by one.

Xu Xing frowned at first, and then gradually felt relieved.

In Buddhism, it is said that people with strong hatred will turn into snakes, scorpions and centipedes after death.

In Buddhist scriptures, Naga is a long, scaly, footless snake-shaped semi-god creature, one of the eight tribes.

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

"What should I do?"

Xu Xing asked with a flash of his eyes.

He intuitively felt that Master Fahui's purpose might not be simple.

It would be good enough to help Wen Guang take care of his son, and there was no need to risk the foundation of Tianlong Temple and offend the royal family.

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

He pretended to agree first, and then took every step carefully.

"Zhi Xing..."

"You are a Ming Wang body, destined to be an Arhat."

"Hate and hatred cannot affect you."

"This time, I will go to the capital with you..."

At this point, Master Fahui knocked on the wooden fish, with a compassionate look on his face, "I feed the demon with my body, and am willing to turn into a dragon, swallow up their Da Yan's luck, and avenge your father."

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

He warned.

"This..."

Xu Xing was stunned for a moment, then reacted quickly.

"Revenge for the Wen family..."

"It is my disciple's wish, thank you for your kindness, Master."

He pretended to be grateful.

He had planned everything, but he didn't expect that he was the villain.

What about feeding the devil with his own body...

To put it nicely, it was for revenge.

To put it bluntly, it was coveting the fortune of the Great Yan Dynasty.

If he really wanted to take revenge, wouldn't he have entered the palace and learned from Jing Ke?

Why did he want to harm the fortune of the Great Yan Dynasty?

After the fortune declined, it was not only the royal family that suffered, but also countless ordinary people.

"The boy is teachable."

Master Fahui nodded.

...

Leaving the Great Hall.

Slowly walking down the mountain road, stepping on the golden fallen leaves of the ginkgo trees outside the hall.

The Great Hall is the main hall of Tianlong Temple, where the shrines of the Buddhas are enshrined. It is located on the top of Lianshi Mountain. The monks' meditation rooms are halfway up the mountain.

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

Entering the hall and striking the chime three times is his daily morning class.

It was just after early autumn, and the mountain was a little cold, but the monks of Tianlong Temple were wearing single clothes and carrying wooden buckets filled with clear water on the mountain road. You can see believers and monks talking on the roadside everywhere.

"Brother Zhixing..."

"It's Brother Zhixing..."

"Brother Zhixing, have you finished your morning class?"

When Xu Xing walked down the winding mountain road, many monks greeted him, and each of them spoke enthusiastically.

In this life, Xu Xing's original name was Wenxing. After being brought into Tianlong Temple by Master Fahui, he was given the Dharma name Zhixing.