For a Taoist disciple, how difficult is the process of changing the school to practice Buddhist supernatural powers?

The conclusion is that it is more troublesome than revising the ancient method!

But if a semi-immortal spiritual energy body enters the body of a ignorant monk who has just entered the Buddhist sect, that would be a completely different matter!

All races and spirits, humans have never been a race with a high starting point and strong body. If they must rank, in terms of strength, humans must start from the countdown; but humans are now the peak control population in the world of cultivation, why?

Because of the spirit!

The body is the carrier, and the spirit is the sublimation. The height that humans have reached is the reason why their spirit has no end and can be improved infinitely!

When you are in the low stage of practice, the power of the spirit may not be so obvious, but the more you rise, the effect of the spirit will be infinitely magnified. It is not that the cornerstone is not important, but that the cornerstone determines stability and the spirit determines how high it can be climbed!

Yigen's body cannot be said to have outstanding talent and Buddha roots, but it is not an ordinary person. It is too mediocre. Why should Foyin Temple accept him? Is there too much food no one to eat?

He just had a poor understanding, was not enough in character, and lacked concentration. He tasted the fish at the age of seventeen or eighteen, and it might be normal that he could not control it, but when the soul and spirit were replaced by an old monster of cultivation, everything was different.

Li Ji is not short of concentration, concentration, and enlightenment. He has three thousand years of incomparable experience in practicing Taoism, and he cannot be trapped in the confusion between men and women. He is originally a soul who can immediately enter the state of cultivation by lifting his pants.

Under such changes, a young monk's seemingly meaningless accumulation for three years began to make rapid progress under the guidance of Li Ji's powerful spiritual power!

If you truly put it in the main world, no matter how rapid progress is, there will be a limit. After all, the way of heaven is above it, and there are many rules and constraints; but in this private Lingshan Buddha Kingdom, the influence of the way of heaven has been weakened to an extremely small amount. Replaced with the true spiritual consciousness of those who are powerful, it will naturally have a jaw-dropping emphasis on the talented people in the Buddha Kingdom. After all, this is an ideal dream of the Buddha Kingdom, and some things cannot be argued with the usual.

A month later, a young monk with a high spirit came to the Mahayana again. The monk Kujie was no longer there, and the remaining thirty monks no longer had to take care of their master's face. When the senior brother came in, no one greeted him, but instead gathered in a place to whisper.

A monk's big golden sword sat in the original position of the bitter precepts, without any awareness of respecting the teacher and respecting the Tao.

"Come on, the weather is dry and the things are dry, and I am a little thirsty when I leave. Which junior brother will bring me a cup of tea?"

No one paid attention to him, it was like watching a lunatic talking to himself. How long can a little kid stand up to the ignorance of the adults?

Although this little wolf is fierce and fierce, they have developed several ways to deal with him, and they are to take advantage of his annoyance to pull this so-called senior brother off the horse. Otherwise, the ridicule from all sides of the temple in this month was almost never stopped, especially the bastards in the Songshu Hall were clamoring. Since a little novice monk could be the senior brother of the Mahayana at random, then, should the second and third brothers want it?

The most fiercer quarrel is a pig and a bear! Is it really intolerable?

Today, the Master Kujue is not here, so you don’t have to take care of your master’s face. Otherwise, the words that helped the young monk were not cold yet, and it would be unfavorable to regret it so quickly.

As for why the always-punctual staff are not here, who knows? Maybe they are deliberately hiding out and giving them a chance?

No one served tea or even paid attention to it. This made Yi Geun, the senior brother, very embarrassed, so he stood up,

While walking towards everyone, he muttered, "This is a need to be cleaned up..."

...A moment later, a monk with a lame and staggered nose and a swollen face walked out of the Mahayana with a humming sound. After leaving the gate for more than ten steps, he encountered the bitter deed, so he smiled and said:

"Mr. Hard Master is a coincidence! My disciples compete with my junior brothers and were beaten up very hard. I need to go back and raise it for a few days, so I won't stay and listen to the teachings of my master..."

Kujie nodded, "Well, take good care of your body, don't hold it hard, leave a root of the disease. Mahayana has enough elixirs. Just talk if you need it!"

Seeing the little guy limping around the corner, Ku Jie sighed. This was actually his fault. He was too impatient, which made this disciple with some fighting talent suffer. However, there was nothing he could do. With such a temper and personality, he was in trouble for people and things, it was a matter of time to suffer. It was better to eat early than to eat later. This is not a chanting hall. After the mouth was blown, he fought with full blood after a night of sleep. If the monk lost the competition, it would be a great blow to his confidence!

The upgrade of Foyin Temple cannot be achieved by one person in the end. We still have to place our hopes on several outstanding disciples of the Mahayana Academy.

While thinking, the monk Kujie stepped into the Mahayana. The first foot stepped in, but it seemed as if it was frozen there and could no longer keep up with the second step...

The Mahayana lies all over the ground, and none of the more than thirty disciples can get up! Some are humming, while others are gritting their teeth, but everyone's eyes are full of shame and anger, which is beyond words.

The Master of the Killer's face was gloomy and gloomy. He could not guess what happened just now? The little shaman who limped and smiled a little on his face made him laugh and teased him!

Dogs are so brave!

I feel uncomfortable, after all, I am just the realm of a monk, so I bring it out in words. These things are indeed not good at being successful and too useless!

"What's wrong? More than 30 people were attacked by a sneak attack? Do you want me to preside over justice for you? Report to the temple? Say that a young novice monk who has only been in the Double Ten Years and has only been in the school for three years, he can beat you seniors who have been practicing for more than ten years or even decades!"

He didn't go to treat his disciples, anyway, they were all skin injuries and could not hurt the root cause. These unreliable things deserved to make them lie on the ground and feel pain. Think about it carefully!

After a while, the slightly injured disciple finally got up. Seeing that the teacher looked gloomy, he didn't dare to help his fellow disciples. He dragged them like this until everyone got up, bowed their heads in shame, and had no face to speak.

Ku Jie looked at them. After this time, his anger finally subsided. "Tell me, why can't even beat one person in a wheel battle?"

Erdong, who was in charge, opened his mouth, his face was like a pig's liver, and finally he did not dare to deceive each other by lies.

"Mr. Hard Master, in fact, is not a wheel battle, but a melee, and everyone fights together and makes a mess... But I swear in the name of Buddha, it's not our move first, but the elder brother wants to drink tea. We, we ignored him, but he beats everyone up indiscriminately and beats everyone like this!"
Chapter completed!