Shortly after Fang Qian and Fa Xiang sat down, an old monk with kind eyes walked in.

He is the elder who specializes in teaching disciples in Tianyin Temple. Of course, he is only responsible for teaching the basics, and the subsequent practice will be taught by their respective masters.

Elder Chuangong's eyes gently swept over the little novice monks in the hall. When he passed by Fang Qian, he paused for a moment, then walked to the desk in the middle, his expression suddenly became soaring, and he said, "Okay, start class. Today I will tell you about the Lotus Sutra."

Without unnecessary nonsense, no prelude or prelude, he began to recite Buddhist scriptures.

"I heard it like this..."

In the corner of the audience, Fang Qian subconsciously curled his lips, a little disappointed. He thought he would teach the Great Brahma Prajna from the beginning, but he didn't expect it to be just an ordinary lecture.

However, the classmates around him were very excited, their eyes full of curiosity and curiosity. The same is true for Dharma, so he only looked like he was lacking in interest.

But he thought about it and it was okay to listen to it. So he listened casually, but most of the time he couldn't help but wander around the sky, his mind was not sure where he belonged, and even felt a little sleepy unknowingly.

Alas, things like class are really easy for people to fall into dreams and miss the past.

I don't know how long it took, suddenly a sound like a dusk drum and morning bell rang in his ears, and immediately woke him up from his drowsy state.

"Fahai!"

When he opened his eyes, he saw the elder Chuan Gong who was standing in front of him.

At this time, Elder Chuangong's expression was still gentle, but there was a hint of coldness between his eyebrows and eyes.

The few little novice monks who listened to the lecture together all had a look of melon-like expression, and they were very much looking forward to the scene where Fang Qian was punished by the elders of the merits next.

They have no bad intentions, but in this boring course, it is always a welcome thing to have some entertainment programs.

However, Faxiang was a little worried because he knew that although Elder Chuangong had always had a good temper, he hated the inattention of attending classes.

Therefore, every punishment from Elder Chuangong will almost leave an unforgettable lesson for those lazy people. Now, there have been times when no one dared to take a nap while Elder Chuangong was in class.

He looked at Fang Qian who was standing up in a daze and showed an incomfortable expression, hoping that Elder Passing the Kung Fu could take a lighter move this time.

Fang Qian did not realize that he was about to be in trouble. He looked at Elder Chuangong and asked, "Teacher, are you calling me?"

Elder Chuangong said calmly: "Your silence is indeed far beyond ordinary people. Let me ask you, are you sleeping just now?"

Fang Qian shook his head without hesitation and said, "Of course not, but just listening to your wonderful things. The Buddhist principles contained in them are like fine wine and delicacies. I can't help but be immersed in it. I can't help but close my eyes."

"Pooh!"

There were spitting sounds one after another in the corner of the side, but the sound was extremely small, and if you were not careful, you wouldn't be able to hear it.

The Dharma appearance is also extremely wonderful. His new junior brother is really extraordinary, which makes him wonder what to think of.

Elder Chuangong smiled and said, "You are so sloppy, okay, let me think you are telling the truth, then have you ever recorded the scriptures I just said?"

Several classmates smiled and thought, now, how can you write it? If you want to remember such a long scripture, the fastest record in the past was only three days. You, a guy who was sleeping in class, wouldn't have even written down a single word.

Fa Xiang looked at Fang Qian's unhappy look and couldn't help but think, could he really have recorded it?

Fang Qian asked, "Teacher, if I have already recorded it, will there be any reward?"

Elder Chuangong was stunned and then said, "If you can recite the Lotus Sutra in a complete and complete manner, I can agree to your request in my personal name."

"Ahem!"

Fang Qian cleared his throat, then spoke in a gentle tone: "I heard this, for a moment, the Buddha lived in the city of Royal Sakura... All the meetings were very happy, and they were upholding the Buddha's words, and left with courtesy."

It took him a few minutes to read a Lotus Sutra with more than 78,000 words smoothly and smoothly.

The few little novice monks who were preparing to watch the show before went from disbelief to surprise, shock, and numbness to deep worship.

"He's so awesome!"

"Can he write down the scriptures when he dreams? He also said that what he said was true, and was experiencing the Buddhist principles with his eyes closed?"

Several little novice monks had various thoughts in their minds, and there were more and more worship in their eyes.

Even the Dharma image was shocked by Fang Qian's astonishing performance. He was the best disciple here before. Although he had never shown it, he still felt a little proud in his heart. But at this moment, with Fang Qian's demonic performance, he could only give in.

Sure enough, Junior Brother Fahai is outstanding in being able to be directly taken to by his master.

Elder Chuangong did not care too much about Fang Qian's recitation of the Lotus Sutra at this time. His eyes were always on the Zen spirit that became stronger as Fang Qian kept reciting.

He was amazed in his heart that the Buddha's son was born to be extraordinary and could actually trigger such a Zen meaning in the process of reciting scriptures.

He glanced at Fang Qian deeply and said, "Very good. As long as you can complete the academic assessment in the future, if you don't affect others during class, I will no longer care about you."

The other party's talent is indeed rare, but he does not believe in Fang Qian's nonsense of understanding Buddhist principles.

After saying that, he walked back to the podium, took a look at the time, and then announced the end of get out of class directly.

Fang Qian knew that the other party's words were to agree to his request, so he would not make any more boring himself. After all, he did not make any false in his sleep in class.

Fortunately, he still had such amazing memory in the night world. He estimated that nine parts of his brain had fallen asleep, but the remaining part was written down all the scriptures that Elder Chuangong said without saying a word. After he thought about it, it all came into his mind.

Sure enough, he is indeed an absolute genius. Unfortunately, he didn't have the ability in the 21st century, otherwise he would not have to worry about the high school entrance examination. If he went to the strongest brain, he would probably be dissected after looking back.

I stretched my waist hard, loosening my muscles and bones. I sat on the futon and slept for so long, but it was not a comfortable thing.

At this time, the people in the hall had almost gone. He complained to Faxiang and said, "Didn't you say that the master came back to teach us the Great Brahma Prajna? Why is Elder Chuangong chanting here? You don't know that I was sleepy at that time, and I couldn't resist at all."

Faxiang touched his smooth head and said embarrassedly: "I also heard from a senior brother, oh, by the way, before leaving, Elder Chuangong left, I said, after the meal, let me take you to familiarize yourself with the daily compulsory homework in our Tianyin Temple."

After hearing this sentence, Fang Qian suddenly had a bad premonition, homework? Daily compulsory practice?

Why does it feel like physical labor the more you hear?

At this time, the Dharma Image remembered something again and continued, "There is another thing. In a few days, the Elder Chuangong will conduct academic assessments and homework tests. If you fail, you will be responsible for cleaning the toilet in the temple every day. You should be fine with your studies, but you still have to keep your homework tight."

After hearing this, he felt like he was struck by lightning. His head was buzzing, as if he saw Elder Chuangong's sinister smile at this moment. Just like, let you sleep while I was in class and see how I would deal with you in the exam a few days later.

......

At this time, the sun had already risen by three o'clock. After Fa Xiang and him had dinner, he took him directly to the back mountain to teach him how to complete his homework.

Outside a water room in the back mountain, Fang Qian looked at the two pointed buckets that were about the same height as him and wider than him, looking confused.

Isn’t this the world of cultivating immortals? Isn’t it enough to just cultivate the truth and seek the Tao?

Why is there a plot of Shaolin Temple carrying water!

He closed his eyes and thought to himself that it must be the wrong way he opened it.

At this time, Faxiang walked over and said, "Fahai, you won't fall asleep again, hurry up and follow me to go down the mountain to carry water. If the speed is slow and the homework is not completed, the supper will be gone."

I opened my eyes helplessly, thinking about my goal of becoming stronger as soon as possible, and I didn’t say anything. Isn’t it just picking up some water? Who is afraid of whom?

After walking a few steps, he picked up a shoulder pole thicker than his arm, and carried two tall and wide buckets.

When the shoulder pole fell on his shoulder, he couldn't help but sigh. Can his body really carry water from the bottom of the mountain up the mountain?

However, Tianyin Temple is also a thousand-year-old sect, so they should make sense of doing so.

At this time, a golden light flashed, and a young monk in gray appeared next to them. His skin was slightly dark and his face was cold and hard, giving people a feeling of being extremely difficult to deal with.

However, Faxiang seemed very happy to see him.

"Senior Brother Faming, why are you here?"

Faming looked at him and a smile slightly raised at the corner of his mouth. Although it was ugly, it made him look a little closer.

"Master asked me to supervise you to do your homework. Today is your last day of homework. When you go to your master's place in the evening, the master will personally teach you the mental method of the Great Brahma Prajna."

The Dharma image was so happy, but when he saw Fang Qian beside him, he knew that he had been thinking about the Great Brahma Prajna for a long time, he asked, "What about Junior Brother Fahai, can he learn with me?"

Faming said coldly: "He has not met the standards of his homework and has not yet polished his body. How can he learn the Great Brahma Prajna?"

The Dharma image is a little lost.

Fang Qian curled his lips, not disregarding his concern, after all, what the other party said was completely fine.

Moreover, Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao will take several years to cut bamboo, so he should pick up some water to pour it down.

Thinking of this, he walked straight down the mountain with a load on his shoulders.

"Why don't you get water quickly, there will be no food to eat later."
Chapter completed!