Eighteen bronze men and one hundred and eight arhats looked at the Dharma Seal.

The old face of the Dharma Seal turned blue and red.

The rules of Shaolin Temple and temples require very strict requirements on the appearance of Buddhist disciples. Those who violate the rules of the temple will be given strict treatment to the precepts hall. The seal was originally sleeping, but when they heard about the matter here, they did not care much, so this embarrassing scene occurred.

Among the three generations of disciples, Fa Yin is the highest status and is the assistant abbot of Shaolin Temple. The abbot Xuanyin is a spiritual leader and also abbot, but he has been in seclusion for many years and does not care about secular affairs. The other Xuan generations either become fools in martial arts or study Buddhism, and ignore the secular affairs of Shaolin Temple. However, the huge industry, land, shops, lower courtyards, lay disciples and other thousands of people have to be managed by someone, so this matter falls on Fa Yin.

As a result, Fayin put his socks on his back.

It doesn’t matter if you pass it in the wrong way. Huilian and Huida shouted as soon as they opened their mouths. I am the assistant abbot, don’t you want to be faced?

Fa Yin said, "Let go first."

The two of them let go of their hands, stood up, and lowered their heads and said nothing.

After thinking about the Dharma Seal for a moment, he said, "Last night, I practiced Buddhism and felt that the Dharma has become more and more diligent in the past few days. So today I wore socks on the other hand to remind you to understand your mind and to practice Buddhism with all your heart. Do you understand?"

Huida and Huilian muttered, what does this have to do with wearing socks against each other, and whispered, "I don't understand."

"It's right if you don't understand!"

The Dharma Seal said, "If you can understand, be the abbot, instead of fighting and killing here!" He also said, "From today, everyone in the Bronze Man Formation and the Arhat Hall will wear socks for three days to understand the supreme Dharma of my Buddha."

Everyone received the order.

Seeing that the situation had calmed down, Li Qingcheng came to Fa Yin, bowed and said, "I'm here..."

"Slow down!" said Fayin, "You don't have to say, I already know who you are."

Li Qingcheng said, "I want to..."

"Slowly!" Fayin said again, "You don't have to say it, I already know your purpose."

He paced in the courtyard, looked at Li Qingcheng up and down, and then said, "Our Shaolin Temple is the gate outside the square. Although we are the best martial arts world, we pay attention to harmony... Oh, harmony is the most important thing. If we come to give, the Buddha has a lotus seat. If we have a thing for the next life, the Buddha has a vajra."

Fayin asked again, "Do you have money?"

Li Qingcheng was puzzled, "Is this related to money?"

"The Buddha saves those who are destined to be, but not those who are poor."

Li Qingcheng shook his head in his heart when he heard this. He had always heard that the monks of the Xuan generation of Shaolin Temple had profound Buddhist teachings and excellent martial arts skills. How could he look at this seal? They all looked like people from the market?

This is not the case with the Dharma Seal.

There are thousands of people in Shaolin Temple who always have to eat, drink, defecate and urinate. In such a large industry, there must be people doing these dirty, rough, tiring, and money. In recent years, Shaolin Temple has a large population and the land sealed by the imperial court is a little short of money. They cannot control the forces of the rivers and lakes and water and land transportation trade like other sects. In addition to industries, income is also an important source of income.

Especially in recent years, as Fayin presided over the big and small things in the courtyard, he also launched a Shaolin monk performance package, which can attract a group of people who come to visit and generate income for the temple. The living standards of monks in the temple have been greatly improved.

Although monks are pursuing their minds and few desires, and focusing on practicing Buddhism.

But when practicing Buddhism, since you can eat bamboo shoots in the mountains, why do you have to eat reed roots underground? Therefore, although this Dharma Seal has a bad temper and a strange behavior, he is dedicated to Shaolin Temple. Several elders of the Xuan generation are not satisfied with his actions, but they are not opposed to him when they are affordable.

How many catfish are there in such a big sect?

Li Qingcheng was not interested in the internal affairs of Shaolin Temple. He had something to ask for, so he took out a silver note from his arms and handed it over.

Take a look at the seal.

"ah!"

When everyone heard this, they thought there was a fraud among them. Eighteen bronze men and one hundred and eight arhats shouted loudly, and set up a formation to besiege Li Qingcheng.

"You all retreat!"

Fa Yin said to Li Qingcheng again, "I have generally understood your situation. Huida, Huilian, you two come out and let this donor beat him. You only need to lose, but you are not allowed to win. Huifan, you go and contact Xiaosheng, and just say that this young man was in the Shaolin Temple bronze formation and the Arhat formation. In the future, he will be considered a generation of knights."

Huida and Huilian asked in unison, "Uncle Master, why are we going to lose to him on purpose? Isn't our Shaolin Temple a hundred years of reputation ruining the floor?"

When the Fa Yin heard this, he drooped his face and said, "Can you eat the reputation of a good meal?"

He raised his banknotes in his hand, "100,000 taels! Your bronze man formation and the Arhat formation, you juggle like monkeys in front of so many pilgrims every day, and you only earn 180 taels a year. This donor takes 100,000 taels, and lets you lose once, so what's wrong?"

He said to Li Qingcheng, "Donor, please come in there!"

Li Qingcheng knew that Fa Yin had misunderstood him, so he explained, "I came down not to seek war, but to cure my illness."

"Treat the disease?"

Fayin said, "In Shaolin Temple, the highest medical skills should be our abbot, but he has been in seclusion for more than a year, and we can't even see him."

Li Qingcheng didn't go around the corner and directly explained his purpose, "Li Jinping, a lowly person, was hit by the ghost yin needle in Guifanlou a month ago. At night, the cold poison attacked and life and death were inevitable. I asked to see Dr. Xue. He said that in the world, only the Nine Yang Divine Function of Shaolin Temple was solved, so he came to Shaolin to seek a reading of the Nine Yang Divine Power."

"What?"

The Dharma Seal was shocked. The Yijin Sutra, the Nine Yang Divine Power, and the Tathagata Divine Palm are the three unique skills of Shaolin Temple. Not to mention that they are not easily passed on to outsiders, even the disciples in the temple have never practiced if they are not at the opportunity. He, an outsider, wanted to ask for the sutra, but he was absolutely unwilling to agree.

However, 100,000 taels of silver is not a small amount. Especially, Shaolin Temple recently invested in Yinyang Stone City, spending money like flowing water, and encountered a significant financial deficit. He has never seen such a big charity work since he was in charge of the affairs of the temple. If he wants to let it go, he is reluctant to give up.

Li Qingcheng said, "Please give me some convenience."

"Convenient, convenient!" Fayin said with a smile, "However, the Nine Yang Divine Power is the most treasure of this temple. I can't make the decision on this matter, so I need to discuss it with several elders. This matter must be approved by the abbot."

Li Qingcheng said, "That's natural, I'm working on the master."

Fa Yin said, "I don't know where the wife is?"

"Waiting outside the temple."

“What is the name of the donor?”

"Jinling, Li Qingcheng."

Fayin thought the name sounded familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a moment.

The incident of Li Qingcheng killing Gui Fan Tower and using Qingcheng's sword caused a huge sensation in the world and has long caused controversy among major sects in the world. However, the French and Yin do not care about the affairs of the world, so they only heard about it and did not pay special attention to it.

As for the tenth day of October, major sects held a martial arts conference in Shaolin Temple to discuss major events. As the assistant abbot, he was responsible for the relevant organizations, but the specific matters were arranged by Master Xuanmiao. He has not returned to the temple yet, so the Fayin did not know the name Li Qingcheng.

Fa Yin said to Huifan, "Clean up the wing room quickly and ask Mr. Li and his wife to stay first."

Huifan

He said, "Uncle Master, isn't Shaolin Temple not accepting female relatives?"

Fayin said with a calm face, "Have you finished picking the water from yesterday?"

Huifan ran away.

Li Qingcheng settled the place in Shaolin Temple. In the afternoon, Fayin sent someone to invite him to the meditation hall. When Li Qingcheng saw the Dharma Yin, there were also several Shaolin monks inside.

Fa Yin said, "I discussed with several elders. Now that the abbot is in seclusion and practices, if it is other things, we will be determined, but the Nine Yang Divine Arts are of great importance..."

An elderly monk shouted, "Dharma Seal, just say it, what will happen?"

The speaker is Xuanliang, the first Shaolin Precepts Hall. He is a scheming person and abides by the rules. He always looks down on the style of the seal. When he heard that the seal and Li Qingcheng were circling around, he told him directly to his face.

Fayin complained in his heart.

One hundred thousand taels of silver was enough for Shaolin Temple for a long time. According to his ideas, he wanted to persuade the elders in the temple to lend him the Nine Yang Divine Arts. Anyway, not everyone can practice it, and it will be no loss if they show it to him.

If you don’t help, you will hold him back first and wait for the abbot to come out of seclusion.

But Xuan Liang said something and said it to death.

“Uhhh…”

When Xuan Liang saw him whispering, his mother-in-law stood up and said, "Are you that young man? Let's say that, the Nine Yang Divine Art is a secret that is not passed down by my temple. If you are an outsider, you want to get the Nine Yang Divine Art, that's simply a delusion."

If it were his previous temperament, Li Qingcheng would have been striking it long ago, but now he came to treat Li Jinping and did not want to offend others. So he said, "I know it is a bit abrupt, but the Buddha said that saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. As long as the masters are willing to give up, I am willing to donate a million taels." He added, "There is no need to publicly use details."

Xuan Liang browsed and said, "Who do you think we are, and you want to use money to buy us?"

Fa Yin Lian stopped him and said, "Uncle Master, let me say it."

Xuan Liang snorted coldly and stopped talking.

When he heard Li Qingcheng's huge donation, the Fa Yin eyes were green. Shaolin Temple did not eat or drink for a year. Including land, trade and incense, it was only one or two.8 million taels. However, after thousands of people paid for it, the funds were a little short of money. These old monks only cared about Qingming. Don't they know that the toilet in the backyard of Shaolin Temple collapsed and there was no money to repair it yet. All these things fell on him, and the elders didn't care. What they lacked and what they used, they just sent their disciples to Fa Yin to ask for it, but as for where the money came from, they never cared about it.

The seal said, "Young Master Li, it's really not to be hiding. The Nine Yang Divine Art is indeed in Shaolin Temple, but this martial art is too profound. No one has achieved it in the past three hundred years. Even our Xuanyin Abbot only touched a little fur. Even if he lends it to Young Master Li, it would be useless. I have a suggestion..."

"Speaking."

"Since the young hero comes to make his wife sick, if we don't use the Nine Yang Divine Art, we can cure his illness, will the donations you mentioned make the same number?"

Li Qingchengdao, "Make numbers naturally."

"Our Abbot Xuanyin is good at Qihuang's art and will be able to leave the seclusion in one month. I wonder if the young hero can wait a month before he will leave the seclusion?"

Li Qingcheng thought about it, but it was not a bad idea.

Xuan Liang said, "I don't think so."

"How do you say this?"

"This kid kept saying that he was treating the disease and saving people. I think he came here just for my unique skills in Shaolin Temple, right?"

Li Qingcheng frowned when he heard this, "I am also a martial artist, and I also have family-born martial arts. I am not careful about your martial arts skills in Shaolin Temple."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.
Chapter completed!