Great Buddha Temple, Medicine King Hall.

After all, Tu Fu failed to continue fighting and failed to pass the assessment. But in the hearts of many monks, his figure standing firmly on the martial arts field was left in their hearts.

"It will take at least three months before I can no longer use my right hand."

The pharmacist monk, who still didn't know what happened in the competition, frowned and asked after giving Tu Fu treatment and instructions.

"Junior brother, in the martial arts competition of the monk assessment, you can only participate in the martial arts competition if you have reached the physical training level. Your body has not yet begun physical training. How can you lie about your level and forcefully participate in the competition?"

Wu De and Huitong, who followed Tu Fu, wanted to explain something, but were interrupted by Tu Fu.

"Brother, I practice swordsmanship and bodybuilding, from the outside to the inside."

"Ah? There are still people using this method to strengthen their bodies."

The pharmacist monk was a little surprised, and then reminded: "Junior brother should be the leading art thrower. Don't blame me for talking too much. Your method of body training is really not good. You get twice the result with half the effort. It's true that you are looking for trouble."

"Thank you, senior brother, for reminding me. Junior brother, I know and I will pay attention to it in the future."

After Tu Fu thanked him, he took Wude and Huitong away without giving any money. Whether you are injured in a competition or not, you can come to the Medicine Hall for treatment, whether you are a handyman monk or a warrior monk.<

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Even the people at the foot of the mountain, who are injured or sick, can come to the Grand Buddha Temple to seek medical advice. If they have money, they will be given money. If they have no money, they will treat everything that ordinary doctors can cure.

What ordinary doctors cannot cure, but the Great Buddha Temple can cure, such as spinal fractures, broken hands and feet, or diseases that are difficult to cure with medicine and stone, the Great Buddha Temple will not treat everyone.

Tu Fu, who already knows this, can understand the approach of the Great Buddha Temple.

It’s hard for a clever woman to make a meal without rice. Even if the Great Buddha Temple has 240,000 acres of temple land that does not pay taxes, and there are other incomes with more income, if the convenience door is opened, sooner or later there will be no rice to cook.<

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On the way back to the courtyard, Wu De and Huitong wanted to say something, but they didn't know how to say it.

Especially Huitong, in the entire Great Buddha Temple, apart from Mingxin, Faren, and Nvgui, he may be the only one who knows the story of Tu Fu, so he can probably understand why Tu Fu is so cruel to him.

When they reached the door of the courtyard, Wu De finally spoke.

"Junior brother, you are like this..." He said hesitantly: "I don't think it's good."

Tu Fu stopped, looked at Wu De seriously and said, "Senior brother, you can tell me what's wrong."

After three months of getting along, Wu De thought that he already knew Tu Fu very well. Before today, he would definitely have said it directly, because he felt that Tu Fu had a frank character and a good temper.

But now, he feels that Tu Fu is very strange, and he even regrets what he said just now.

"It's okay, senior brother, you can say anything you want." Tu Fu smiled: "I just want to be more ruthless when fighting."

Wu De seemed relieved and began to speak.

"The temple only allows people to practice Luohan Quan because this martial art is the most basic and peaceful. If you don't practice it well, you can also strengthen your body. If you practice it well, what you want is not to be able to fight or kill, but to have six roots."

Clean.

Junior brother, do you know what an Arhat is?"

Tu Fu recalled what he had learned in the past three months and replied: "Arhat is the third level of Buddhism. The first level is Buddha, and the second level is Bodhisattva."

Wu De said helplessly: "What I'm asking about is not the fruition status. If you want to achieve the fruition status, you have to break open the gate of heaven, enter the realm of transcendence, and be far away from you and me... Junior Brother, even if you want to achieve the fruition status,

It is also extremely difficult.

What I’m asking is, what is an Arhat?”

Tu Fu pondered for a moment and asked: "Kill the thief? No life? Supply?"

"That's right." Wu De nodded and said: "Killing the thief means killing the thief of all worries. Wu De is freeing himself from life and death and achieving Nirvana. Being offered means being worthy of offerings from heaven and earth. Huitong, tell me.

Say."

Huitong glanced at Tu Fu, noticed that Tu Fu's expression was calm, and then said: "Arhats all have six pure roots. Before the end of their lifespan, they still live in the world and live a holy life with few desires, with pure moral virtues, and follow the circumstances to teach and save people."

This was taught by the lecturer monk, and Tu Fu also heard it.

Wu De looked at Tu Fu and asked: "Junior brother doesn't think that killing thieves means killing all the thieves. Wu Sheng means that the thieves have no way to survive. Only in this way can we get support from heaven and earth, right?"

How do you know I think this way?

Tu Fu asked in his mind, what he was thinking was that the female ghost said she wanted to teach him, but she didn't have time to teach him the general outline of the "Seven Killing Sword Techniques" - all things are born to nourish people, and people have nothing to repay heaven, kill

!Kill!Kill!Kill!Kill!Kill!Kill!

Since we want to accept offerings from heaven and earth, wouldn’t it be logical to do something we can for this world?

But this cannot be said to Wu De, and there is no need to say it.

Thinking about Wu De's care for him, he replied: "Senior brother means that the temple only allows us to practice Arhat Boxing just to cultivate our moral character. If we can't cultivate it, then unless we are extremely talented in martial arts, at the age of sixteen

You have achieved great success in physical training before, otherwise, you will not be able to become a monk?"

"This is the meaning, so whether it is a martial arts competition or a debate, there is no need to determine the winner." Wu De sighed: "Junior brother, I know you don't want to lose today, and there are reasons why you can't lose, but

...You are sacrificing yourself for the end."

Huitong said in confusion: "But Master Wu Kong already has a master, so there is no need to pass the examination to become a monk."

Although he knew that Tu Fu's master, Elder Mingxin, was not willing to recognize Tu Fu as his disciple, he also knew that Faren valued Tu Fu very much, and Elder Mingxin did not forcibly sever the relationship between master and disciple.<

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Having a master like Faren who is already on the list of people is much better than too many people.

Wu De looked at Huitong and reminded: "Having a master does not mean that you can definitely enter the Arhat Hall, Prajna Hall, or Bodhi Courtyard. Even if Master Uncle Faren and Elder Mingxin are both from Bodhi Courtyard. If you can't go in, then you can't.

There is no way to learn the magical skills and martial arts of our great Buddhist temple."

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Huitong thought of Tu Fulian's "Tongzi Kung" and wanted to say something, but couldn't.

After all, "Tongzi Gong" is not "Tongzi Golden Body". Although Huitong doesn't know the specific differences, he also knows that the former is definitely not as good as the latter.

Tu Fu understood what Wu De meant and smiled.

"I will change it, senior brother. In the future, please help me practice Arhat Boxing more. The next time I participate in a martial arts competition, it will be different."

Only then did Wu De nod with satisfaction, and a huge stone in his heart fell to the ground.

"That's good. I really can't blame you this time. Who knows what Luohan Hall and Prajna Hall were thinking. They asked you to take part in the monk assessment or martial arts competition without asking you. You have only practiced Arhat Boxing for three years.

In a matter of months, no matter how talented you are, how can you be ten times better than others? How can three months be as good as ten years?"

Huitong also breathed a sigh of relief and reminded: "Uncle Wude, there are twelve months in a year, so it is twelve times."

"You are the only one who talks a lot." Wu De glared at Huitong and added: "Of those who can participate in the martial arts competition, which one is not a genius? Ten months is not worth one year for you and me?"

Huitong smiled awkwardly, unaware that he was actually a top-class horse like Tu Fu. His martial arts talent was only at the level of a middle-class horse, so he was much better.

Tu Fu did not explain this, but after a few words of agreement, he followed Wu De and brought Huitong back to the yard.

"You won't be allowed to work for these three months. You just have to cultivate yourself." After finishing speaking, Wu De added: "Don't think too much, it's all like this."

"Thank you, senior brother."

Tu Fu didn't take it seriously, he was waiting for the female ghost to arrive.

Let the female ghost fuck you a few times, maybe it will be better with this hand.

As for the unfulfilled promise he made - he had to change his ruthlessness during the monk assessment competition in six months' time.

When you master Luohan Quan and truly advance to the body-building realm, you can still win without being ruthless, and you must win!

His thoughts were clearly heard by Monk Mingxin and he expressed them.

"Look." Monk Mingxin looked at the female ghost beside him and sighed: "This kid doesn't know how to repent at all. If he learned the "Seven Killing Sword Art" from you..."

The female ghost did not suspect Ming Xin of lying, but she was too lazy to argue. Instead, she interrupted directly: "It's none of your business?"

Mingxin was not angry and continued: "His cruelty will not cause any problems in the temple, but if he goes out, he will get himself killed. No one will tolerate him outside."

The female ghost sneered: "Then pass him the golden bell."

"If he doesn't change his temper, it will be difficult for me to teach him."

"Difficult to teach? Then don't teach him. Wait until he is beaten to death. I'll see how you explain it to your apprentice."

I am speechless and too lazy to argue.

The female ghost left another word and disappeared.
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