[Comprehensive martial arts] Holy Monk

It is said that since Fang Tianzhi entered the monastery, he ate deliciously with simple tea and light food, slept well with straw mats and coarse cloth, laughed at everyone, and did not cry or make trouble.The monks in the monastery have raised some abandoned babies, and they have never seen such babies before. Some people believe that this baby boy is really born with a predestined relationship with Buddhism, and there is more partiality in taking care of the baby boy.

When Fang Tianzhi was four years old, and when it was time for him to practice martial arts, Kong Ming brought him from the nursery hall, taught him to read and write, recited Buddhist scriptures, and gave him medicine soup to recuperate his body, so he raised him personally.He is calm and kind by nature, and quite patient, Fang Tian knows that he really loves him, and wants to improve martial arts in Shaolin Temple, so he naturally gets close to him.

Fang Tianzhi's biological parents often visited him in the early years, but after all they got along too little; he was not very close to his parents, only respectful.As time went by, the number of Fang's family members came less and less.

One year after another year, Fang Tianzhi and a group of his peers will receive novice precepts at the Daxiong Palace Ordination Ceremony on August [-]th, and someone from the Fang family came to visit him again.Zhike's senior brother led him to the meditation room, opened the door and entered, Fang Yuanwai and Mrs. Fang were both there, and they both heard the prestige and looked at the door by coincidence.

Fang Tianzhi was dressed in a tea-gray monk's robe, Wen Wen walked in quietly.

In the afternoon, the sun leaked through the ancient pines and cypresses, and fell on the ground at the door. He stood alone in the golden light, under the furry little bald head, his face was beautiful and cute, but his expression was clear and peaceful, unlike ordinary children.

Mrs. Fang opened her mouth and shouted, "Heavenly!"

Fang Tianzhi clasped his hands in order, and bowed: "Tianzhi has met his parents!" He thought that he had gained a lot of experience points recently, and knew that Fang's parents must have prayed for him again, so he couldn't help but bow again. Bowing, sincerely said, "My parents, live a long life and be healthy!"

Madam Fang's eyes were red, and she beckoned to him lovingly: "Come over to Mom, heaven is here."

Fang Tianzhi walked up to her, let her touch his head and face, and heard her say: "Tianzhi, go home. Mother misses you very much."

He raised his head, stared at Mrs. Fang with a pair of black grape-like eyes, and shook his head for a while.

Mrs. Fang anxiously said: "You are such a young child, and life in the temple is poor. I had to foster you here a few years ago. Now, now, you might as well go home and take a look. You can't really become a monk!"

Fang Tianzhi looked at his mother seriously, his voice was still childish, but his tone was extremely calm and peaceful, and his words were orderly: "Tianzhi likes living in the temple, and doesn't find it hard. Brothers, uncles, masters, uncles Treat me very well, mom, don't worry...Tianzhi wants to be a monk."

As he spoke, he took two steps back, kneeled down on the ground solemnly, and kowtowed to the Fang family couple.

Standing up straight again, Fang Yuan was facing him with his hands behind his back, and couldn't bear to look at him; while Madam Fang's eyes were glistening with tears, she was already stunned.

Fang Tianzhi looked at his mother and said: "Heaven is so unfilial, you can't go to your parents' knees to have fun, and you can't make up your mind in the morning and evening, and ask for safety. Parents are above, and the grace of heaven is like a mountain, and you will repay it in the next life!"

After he finished speaking, regardless of Mrs. Fang's dissuasion, he kowtowed nine times to his parents.

Cut off the vulgar relationship and turn your back to the world of mortals.

On the [-]th day of the eighth month, monks gathered in the Daxiong Hall to participate in the ordination ceremony.This time, most of the children who were going to receive novice ordination grew up in the monastery, and they had a good friendship with each other. Fang Tianzhi was the first in the group to receive ordination, ahead of Ming Bao and Ming Ming.

According to the instructions of Kongming and his senior brothers, he stepped forward with a solemn expression, walked past the large vermilion lacquer pillars and bright yellow vertical banners lined up on both sides of the treasure hall, and walked to Sakyamuni sitting on the lotus platform under the gaze of the eighteen arhats on the left and right. In front of the golden body of the Buddha, he slowly knelt down on the futon with his eyebrows lowered.

The presiding abbot is dressed in a red cassock and holds a golden Zen stick, standing in front of the incense table.All the heads of the East and West of the jungle, the elders of the monastery and other temples were all witnesses, and the presiding abbot Kong Wen said: "Fang Tanyue, you accept this precept now, and you must not kill, steal, commit adultery, lie, and drink alcohol. , do not wear garlands of flowers to paint the body with fragrance, do not sing or sing, do not go to watch or listen, do not sit on high and spacious beds, do not eat out of season, and do not hold gold and silver treasures. If you break the precepts, you will be severely punished, you know ?"

Sandalwood was lingering, golden light came in through the window, amidst the sound of Sanskrit singing, Fang Tianzhi said: "Disciple, I wish to uphold this precept."

Kong Wen smiled slightly, picked up the razor from the red velvet tray beside him, and shaved on his head.He grew up in the monastery since he was a child, and he often shaved his head with his brothers and uncles. Now there are only a few short hairs on the top of his head, and there is nothing to shave, but Kong Wen still shaved off all the hairs, and said: "You were brought up by Junior Brother Kongming, would you like to be his disciple?"

Fang Tianzhi said: "Disciple is willing."

This book was discussed a long time ago, Kong Wen said: "According to the seniority of the Dharma family in this temple, you should be the Yuanzi generation. I will give you the Dharma name Yuanyi. From now on, the layman's name will not be mentioned again."

Fang Tianzhi said: "Disciple obeys."

Kongwen said: "Yuanyi, from today onwards, you should sit in meditation with all the monks to attend classes, breathe and work at the same time, day and night, and don't be idle and slack. Although your master is the head of the Bodhidharma Academy, you should still sit together with all the monks. As soon as the brothers join the Arhat Hall to practice martial arts, they still need to go through the assessment before making a decision on promotion to the academy, do you know that?"

Fang Tianzhi said: "Disciple understands."

Kong Wen nodded, and finally said: "Yuan Yi, you go among the monks."

Fang Tianzhi respectfully stood up from the futon, followed the rules taught beforehand, and got into the group of monks lined up outside the main hall.He was small and short, and he was immediately submerged in a piece of gray-yellow monk clothes and disappeared.

Kong Wen stood still in the Great Hall of the Great Hero, and continued to preside over the ordination ceremony.

After a while, Fang Tianzhi's little friends also came out with bald heads. After an hour or so, the ordination ceremony was over, and all the monks recited the Buddha's name in unison and prepared to leave.The newly ordained young monks asked each other what your Dharma name is, Yuanmiao, Yuanqing, Huilao, Huixin, etc. were chattering non-stop, with different generations.Then everyone laughed at Yuanmiao's name like a little girl, although most of these young monks didn't even know what the little girl looked like.Some of the brothers of the same generation who are acquainted with each other on weekdays are already in their twenties, and many are in their 30s. Seeing this group of little radish heads, they were extremely excited, and couldn't help rubbing their bald heads happily. The uncle in the courtyard couldn't stand it any longer, and stared at him with a tiger's face, and then scattered.

Fang Tianzhi had only lived with Kong Ming for a year, now that he was officially ordained, he had to go to sleep with his brothers and nephews again in the Datong bunk.He went back to the Kongming Courtyard, and divided the things in his house into a bundle. The odds and ends in it were nothing more than a few changes of monk clothes, and the bedding and washbasins would be distributed in a unified way.Fang Tianzhi looked around the house for a week, and suddenly found that he had nothing to clean up.He thought about his apartment in the underworld again, it seemed to be clean and there was nothing to treasure.After a long time, he got used to the life of being carefree and poor.

Hundreds of years ago, the extravagant and lustful leader of the Demon Cult who never slept on a white jade bed and drank only from a luminous cup has changed unknowingly.Fang Tianzhi thought for a while, looked at the mysterious symbol の, and thought, in fact, he is not the leader of the Demon Cult... Lan Shou!

He shook his head, carried his small baggage, and opened the door.

In the cool breeze in the garden, Kong Ming was wearing a jade-colored cassock, smiling slightly, standing under the sour jujube tree with rustling green leaves.

Fang Tianzhi was surprised: "Master, didn't you discuss the matter with the presiding abbot and uncle?"

Kongming said: "Come here Yuanyi, Master gave you something."

Fang Tianzhi walked in front of him, and saw that his left hand was spread out, and on it was a string of bodhi seed prayer beads, which had been polished smooth, obviously with a lot of hard work.Fang Tianzhi took it with both hands, and said, "Thank you, Master!"

Kong Ming replied with a smile: "This Buddha bead is polished with the fruit pit of the sour jujube tree in the courtyard. You will live with your brothers and nephews in the future, and your basic skills must be strengthened. Don't be greedy and aggressive, and don't be lazy. Slippery. Remember to come over after the daily martial arts class."

Fang Tianzhi listened to his earnest instructions, kept nodding his head, and then asked curiously: "Master, I heard that our Shaolin Temple has 72 unique skills, what do you know, Master?"

Kongming was also used to the curiosity of the little monk, so he wanted to speak to motivate him, so he twirled his beard and replied: "Shaolin's unique skills are profound and profound, and the talent of a teacher is average. In three to forty years, he has mastered six or seven kinds, among which Prajna Palm and Nianhua The work is still a little handy."

Fang Tianzhi pondered over this modest remark, and then asked with a blink of an eye: "Master, you are the head of the Bodhidharma Academy, is your martial arts the highest in our Shaolin Temple?"

Kongming immediately shook his head and said: "You are still far from being a teacher. Your martial arts masters Kongwen, Kongjian, and Kongzhi are all superior to being a teacher. Although your uncle Kongxing has only practiced a dragon Claw hands, but he doesn’t care about other skills, he only concentrates on this subject, and he is better than being a master.” He recalled this experience, and said, “The head of the Arhat Hall is your Uncle Kongxiang. You can get close to him. In the future, you will first practice Arhat Boxing, Wei Tuo Palm, and Vajra Palm, and then I will open a small door with you as a teacher. After ten years, you will be qualified to enter the Prajna Hall and practice a few Shaolin unique skills. That’s right. In another twenty years or so, if you do something, you will have the opportunity to enter the Bodhidharma Academy.”

Kong Ming's words were quite gratifying, as if Fang Tian's first martial arts achievement at the age of 40 was something to be proud of, and he didn't even consider how disillusioned he would feel if he was really a child.Even if Fang Tianzhi wasn't a child, he couldn't help but feel a pain in the ass looking at the path of "Undergraduate-Master's-PhD" that Master had planned for him.

This is definitely the way to go, but Fang Tianzhi looked back on his previous martial arts training process, and was not worried that he would really have to practice until he was 40 years old. In his opinion, martial arts training is not a big deal at all.

He was just thinking about the ten or twenty years of practicing martial arts in Shaolin Temple——

When can I go out and do good deeds? ? ?

Can I apply to go to the department for almsgiving? !