Mortal Cultivation: Starting from a Casual Cultivator

"Abbot, I haven't seen you for many years, but your body is still so strong."

Wang Li, who had re-shaved and became wise, climbed up the mountain with sincerity, and met three old monks with familiar faces at the main entrance of Qianguang Temple.

"I would also like to thank Fellow Daoist Han for the Longevity Pill that extended his lifespan."

Lao Zeng, who was holding a string of Buddhist beads, bowed back with a smile on his face.

Sweeping the person in front of him with his spiritual sense, he found that the bald young man was like an abyss, his aura was unfathomable, and his complexion suddenly changed:

"I haven't seen you for nearly a hundred years. I didn't expect you, fellow daoist, to have taken that step. Congratulations."

The old monk's cultivation at the peak of Yuanying's mid-stage could not see Wang Li's current state, so there were only two possibilities.

One is that the secret treasure is covering up, but there is no precious light on the opponent's body right now.

The second is that the realm is higher than him, for example, he has reached the late stage of Nascent Soul.

"It's just a fluke. By the way, Abbot, where are the other three?"

When I came last time, I saw six Nascent Soul Stage beings.

"Amitabha.!"

The three old monks and a hundred disciples behind them recited the Buddha's words together, with grief flashing across their faces.

"Abbot, what's the matter?"

Wang Li raised his eyebrows, and his smile quickly faded.

"Although my Qianguang Temple has been based in Guanning Mansion, Liaozhou for three thousand years, this is the territory of the two schools of righteousness and demons and Confucianism. The three schools have been based here for tens of thousands of years! Not long ago, the two sects of the ten righteous and ten demons fought here. , A big fight, two important mines in our temple were affected, so we had to go to take shelter."

Speaking of this, the old abbot, dressed in the abbot's cassock and with a kind face, looked sad:

"Three juniors, Yicheng, Benguan, and Jinghui, were unfortunately involved in that battle. One of them fell on the spot because of his lack of cultivation. Creation, vital energy was seriously injured. You also know that Junior Brother Yicheng didn’t have much lifespan. He was sent to the Holy Land of Jingzong to heal his wounds, and he did not end up in the reincarnation of the Nascent Soul collapsed, but he still has not fully recovered."

The more he talked, the more miserable the expressions of the monks became.

But after all, it is necessary to lead the guests in.

"In the past hundred years, haven't there been any new Nascent Soul Daoists born in Qianguang Temple?"

Wang Li raised his eyebrows and asked with a frown.

"Fellow Daoist Han, do you have any misunderstanding about the matter of having a baby?"

Conceiving a baby depends on the luck.

They have trained four fake infant disciples over the years, but none of them lived up to expectations.

For this reason, the three of them were almost desperate.

If this continues, in less than twenty years, when the old abbot is resigned, Qianguang Temple will still decline rapidly; and not surprisingly, the temple will withdraw from Liaozhou because it cannot bear the pressure of all parties.

"So, Qianguang Temple is actually only the three of you supporting the scene?"

Wang Li understood why the temple was no longer active on the original timeline.

If it weren't for the longevity pill he left behind, which extended the lifespan of the old abbot in front of him, the remaining Yuanying period in Qianguang Temple would be even less! Without the old master, the old abbot, the decline will only be faster. Even eighty or ninety years ago, the temple would be forced to move out of Liaozhou! This Buddhist nail buried in the northeast corner of Dajin will be completely pulled out!

Let's look at the Feng family again:

The Feng family was a typical family formed by the descendants of Buddhist lay disciples. Its demise may not have been an accident, and it was not King Xuanye's original intention;

As the saying goes, when weeds are cut, we must get rid of the roots!

Since Qianguang Temple was kicked out of Liaozhou in despair, the Feng family couldn't stay as seeds and roots.

"Fellow Daoist Han, you're not here just to see the old man for the last time, right?"

In the Daxiong Palace, four people sit on one side, and in the middle is Dahongpao Lingcha, a special product of Qianguang Temple.

"The tea still tastes the same, but many familiar people have left. This cultivator is really cruel, and also really lonely."

Han Li is worthy of being Han Li, and Wang Li is ashamed of himself.

This is the truth.

He can't ignore the loneliness of one person!

Beside him, there are always external avatars, Taoist companions, Dayan God Lords, and Nascent Soul clones alternately accompanying him!

This is also the main means for him to overcome the long-term loneliness.

Don't avoid this problem, but solve it in your own way.

Speaking of which, the guy who can continue to paralyze himself for thousands of years and completely ignore loneliness is no longer a person, but a god!

"Not much nonsense, I want a place for the next Ten Thousand Buddhas Ceremony held by Sanzong!"

Wang left straight to the point.

"Hey, I believe that Qianguang Temple will not reject a big monk as an elder guest, and I believe that the four Buddhist sects such as Jingzong, Jinluozong, and Leiyinzong will not reject a big monk as a strong foreign aid. ? By the way, although Han is an ordinary little monk in a barren land overseas, his cultivation age is less than 400 years old; if the four sects refuse to accept him, Han can only find another family as an ally."

As soon as the words fell, the pupils of the three eminent monks in the hall shrank sharply!

The look of horror on his face!

A big monk who is less than four hundred years old?

Is this an even more exaggerated aptitude for Taoism than Zen Master Jingyue, who is known as a "rarely encountered in ten thousand years" Taoism wizard of Jingzong? !

Zen Master Jingyue entered the late Yuanying period in his 400s. Claiming to be born once every ten thousand years, he is one of the two most likely to become gods in Dajin;

Isn't this one in front of you even more evil!

"Friend Daoist Han, is it true?"

The old abbot stood up unknowingly in shock.

"It's not convenient to disclose the exact number, but it is certain that Han is indeed less than four hundred years old."

Wang Li said with a smile.

The three old monks looked at each other, put away the shock on their faces, and turned to wry smiles.

"Why, the three don't believe it? Or do you say you don't want to? Or is there something unspeakable?"

Wang Li was keenly aware of the changes in the complexions of the three people who sat cross-legged again.

"If Fellow Daoist Han came here before Junior Brother Yicheng sat down, there is no need for Fellow Daoist to mention this matter. I will also recommend Fellow Daoist to go to the Holy Land of Jingzong to participate in the Ten Thousand Buddhas Ceremony sixty years later; to fight for that entry The eligibility to be baptized in the Holy Pool has also brought me a reputation in Qianguang Temple. But after Junior Brother Yicheng passed away, there were less than five Yuanying stage elders in my temple, so I lost the qualification to recommend it."

The old abbot smiled wryly.

Three hundred years is a reincarnation, during this period, there are a total of three opportunities to enter the holy pool.

First, it belongs to the distribution within the Buddhist sect, and the selection criteria is based on the talent of Taoism; Wang Li must have met the standard, but if he wants to enter, he must be bound by the Buddhist sect unless he joins the Buddhist sect.

This channel is not open to the outside world.

Second, make great contributions to Buddhism.

Thirdly, it was precisely at the Ten Thousand Buddhas Ceremony that it overwhelmed all competitors and came out on top.

This is also the easiest and most trouble-free.

And the latter two channels are open to the outside world, even if you are just a Buddhist elder Keqing, you can be satisfied with either.

"That is to say, if I want to participate in the Ten Thousand Buddhas Ceremony, I have to meet the five Nascent Soul Stages in Qianguang Temple. Can I regain this qualification?"

It is impossible to join Buddhism.

Shaving his hair is just an attitude of his, and it grows out immediately after it's done.

Just kidding, he doesn't want to be the handsome Tang Xuanzang. Isn't he fragrant as the lord of the daughter country?

"If Fellow Daoist Han insists on taking advantage of this quota, I can recommend you to another branch temple. Or, Fellow Daoist, simply join our temple to fill the vacancy in our temple."

The old abbot was also open-minded, and his mind was on the bright side.

"Recommend me to other branch temples? What does the abbot think of Han? Is he the kind of person who sees profit and forgets righteousness? Besides, we don't know each other well, so maybe we won't be able to chat with each other at all, so let's forget about this proposal. "

Saying this on the lips, there is another sentence in my heart that I hold back, and that is: It is enough to owe you Qianguang Temple a favor, but you can't owe both sides!

This deal is not worth it!

"Moreover, Han doesn't like those clear rules and precepts, and doesn't want to be contaminated with too many mundane karma. In addition, Han has established his own sect overseas. So it's better to forget about joining Buddhism or something."

"Fellow Daoist has already established a sect?"

The three eminent monks were taken aback for a moment, then nodded to express their understanding.

"Fellow Daoist Han, what I mean by this old man is to join my Qianguang Temple, not the Buddhist sect."

The old abbot added kindly.

"Joining Qianguang Temple is no different from joining Buddhist sect! Abbot, don't lie to me about my youth, you monks don't lie."

Wang Li was grinning on his face, but he was cursing in his heart.

Joining Qianguang Temple is equivalent to having one foot in the mud.

Wanting to get out is not an ordinary trouble.

To put it bluntly, after that Qianguang Temple relied on him to expand wantonly, and it affected the whole body, attracting several large sects with great monks in Liaozhou and dozens of first-class sects with many Nascent Soul Stages. attack. At that time, he will definitely be indispensable to deal with the crisis.

Can he get rid of his relationship with Buddhism?

A series of follow-up plans all had to be adjusted, and even fell flat.

"That's not easy."

If no new Nascent Soul is born within twenty years, and when the old abbot passes away, they will not be qualified to recommend Wang Li to participate in the Ten Thousand Buddhas Ceremony. This thing is not good for "get on the bus first and then make up the fare". Once the quota is determined, Wang Li will have to wait for the next round in 300 years.

Rules are rules.

Besides, you are an outsider.

"In this way, as a bargaining chip recommended by your monastery, Han is willing to offer three overseas Qidans that can help with childbirth. After that, no matter whether your monastery borrows people from others or trains its own disciples, you must get the number of people together!"

If it really doesn't work, I can only arrange for an "overseas casual practitioner" to take refuge in my Buddha.

"Qidan that can help with baby formation? Can it be compared to the three-flavored elixir of my Buddhist sect?"

The three old monks showed some interest.

Of course, I didn't hold out much hope.

However, after the four pills including Jiuqu Lingdan and Dingling Pill were inspected by the three of them, their hands were trembling!

Especially the Jiuqu Lingdan made from the three main ingredients of Jiuquling Ginseng and Banyaocao, which made the three of them short of breath.

Based on their knowledge, after a little smell, they know that the efficacy of this pill is even higher than the three great medicines for infant formation in Buddhism!

For any cultivator with spiritual roots, with the help of this medicine, the chance of conceiving a baby can be increased by at least 20%.

"good."

There is no doubt that the three elders were moved.

There is no room for them to refuse.

The income is considerable, and the cost is only one place.

"By the way, old abbot, if you passed away at that time, and only one Nascent Soul Stage was born in Qianguang Temple during this period, will this recommended quota still be valid?"

Don't end up drawing water from the bamboo basket in vain.

"Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Han, the recommendation quota is valid for fifty years, so as long as there are new juniors growing up within twenty years, the recommendation will still be valid."

The old Zen monk from the Bodhi Court clasped his hands together.

"Okay. Then you three, let's sit down and discuss it in a few years; it's getting late today, and Han still has some things to deal with, so don't let it go."

Come in a hurry and go quickly.

Looking at Wang Li who was going down the mountain step by step, the three old monks sighed quietly at the gate of the temple.

"Obviously there is a predestined relationship with my Buddha, what a pity, what a pity."

ps: Yesterday's chapter has been changed, if you are interested, you can read it again.