Swindling the Disciple's Master (First Update!)

  Outside the temple, in the night wind, Lin Feng's face was uncertain.

  The Ksitigarbha Sutra and the Ak?obhya's Mantra both originated from the same source, which were secretly transmitted Buddhist teachings of the ancient Dari Rulai Temple.

  The so-called Ksitigarbha is like the great earth, enduring and unmoving; his contemplation is deep and profound, like a secret treasure.

  The divine power of the accomplished Ak?obhya's mantra is Ak?obhya's fiery wrath, while the accomplishment of the K?itigarbha Sutra practice can attain the golden body of K?itigarbha, an indestructible dharma-body that remains unscathed through countless kalpas and is impervious to all dharmas.

  This Zhu Yi obtained Dharma method, turned out to be a Buddhist secret transmission of the same level as the complete version of the unmoving Ming Wang Jue.

  Hidden in the old book, it may be that after the destruction of Dalai Temple in the past, a monk escaped and made arrangements to pass on the Buddhist Dharma, waiting for someone with fate to discover.

  No one else noticed the result, but Zhu Yi, this destined child with a good fortune of 10, found it on the first day of school.

  Lin Feng knew that Zhu Yi, who had been unlucky for many years, would from now on embark on a path of defying the heavens and killing gods, with his old man Xuanji Hou currently being arrogant but eventually having to submit obediently, or else he would be beaten into submission.

  "But then what about me?" Lin Feng's face fell gloomy, Zhu Yi had already begun to turn against him, and it was even less possible for him to acknowledge him as his master.

  After obtaining the true scripture of Ksitigarbha, Zhu Yi had his own start-up capital and seemed to no longer need Lin Feng's transmission of Taoist teachings.

  To take this true dragon as a disciple, one must hurry to send charcoal in the snow before his luck changes. Otherwise, once his majestic aura bursts forth and his tiger body shakes, it's uncertain who will be forced to bow their head.

  Lin Feng's mind was racing with thoughts: "What should I do? Using the Unmoving Ming Wang technique, I might as well pretend to be a Buddhist monk and lie that the Ksitigarbha Sutra he has is also hidden in my old books, waiting for him to discover it?"

  It won't work. Zhu Yi is a man with his own ideas, and he is very cautious in dealing with people. If you go empty-handed to try to deceive him, he probably won't believe it.

  After a moment of contemplation, a warm and sunny smile reappeared on Lin Feng's face.

  "Hmm, isn't this a bit too much? Isn't it a bit of a loss?"

  Looking at Zhu Yi who had already begun to immerse himself in the practice of Taoist magic, Lin Feng's smile grew thicker: "Zhu Yi my disciple, for your better development in the future, I can only let you suffer a bit first, I think you will understand my good intentions."

  Having made up his mind, Lin Feng was no longer in a hurry. Now that it was evening, the city gate of Tianjing City had already been closed, and he couldn't go back anyway, so he just patiently waited here until tomorrow morning.

  At the same time, he was also concerned about Zhu Yixiu's practice of the Tibetan Buddhist Canon.

  It turns out that the true dragon son is not bragging, in just a short moment, Zhu Yi can already guide the air into his body and step onto the right path of cultivation. It's worth noting that he relied solely on himself to read scriptures and understand the texts, without anyone guiding him.

  Apart from the good fortune of 10, the enlightenment of 9 is indeed extraordinary.

  This further solidified Lin Feng's idea of taking him as a disciple. As soon as it dawned, Lin Feng immediately returned to Tianjing City and came to the vicinity of Xuanji Houfu, waiting patiently.

  Before long, a group of house servants from the Hou Mansion came out of the back door and walked straight to a wine tower in the nearby market. The first one was a big fat man with a face full of flesh, surrounded by everyone in the middle, obviously the leader among them.

  Lin Feng smiled silently, he had already inquired clearly that this fat man was named Zhu Jun, and was a slave brought by the original family of Madame Shaoshi, the wife of Xuanji Hou. His original name was Shao Jun, but after following Madame Shao into the Xuanji Hou Mansion, he changed his name to Zhu Jun, with the nickname Zhu Baozi.

  Zhu Baozi was very loyal to Madam Shao and often made things difficult for Zhu Yi in order to please her.

  This guy looks like a roughneck, but has some innate talent for cultivation. Following the masters in the mansion to cultivate, after several years, he also reached the eighth layer of Qi Refining.

  Zhu Baozi and others entered the wine building, went up to the second floor together, and sat down in the best position by the window with a view.

  Watching them, Lin Feng's face broke into a smile as he disappeared into the crowd.

  Before long, a strange rumor spread among the wine customers in the tavern: In the old temple on the mountain, a young scholar in green robe had a strange demeanor and could swallow and spit out thunder and lightning.

  The news reached Zhu Jun and his men, who looked at each other in dismay.

  Born in the mysterious Hou Mansion, Zhu Jun and others have a far better understanding of the cultivation world than ordinary wine customers. Thunder is the most violent energy between heaven and earth, and the Taoist methods that can absorb thunder and electricity to cultivate are all top-notch goods. They also knew about Zhu Yi reading books in the old temple on the mountain. Listening to this meaning, that person was actually Zhu Yi?

  A family member doubted and said: "Could it be that some mountain people have never seen the world, and they are spreading rumors? How could Zhu Yi possibly obtain such a powerful Taoist method?"

  Another person said: "Master Hou has made it clear that Zhu Yi must first learn the classics and then discuss martial arts training. He hasn't even learned to walk yet, and he wants to run? If he secretly trains, we'll ruin his cultivation. Master Hou's rules, who dares to break them?"

  The always silent Zhu Baozi finally spoke up, saying slowly and calmly: "Let's go take a look together. If Zhu Yi really has been secretly practicing, we'll confiscate his Taoist methods and hand him over to Lord Hou for punishment. Don't take matters into your own hands."

  Others' eyes lit up and they all smiled, if Zhu Yi really had a top-grade Dao method, they wouldn't dare to secretly keep it for themselves, they would definitely hand it over to Xuanji Hou.

  But before the transaction is completed, there is naturally time to copy the deed, and top law firms will always want a share of the spoils.

  Zhu Jun also burst out laughing, his chubby face shaking with mirth.

  A group of people immediately left the wine building and rushed to Qingyang Mountain outside the city, but they didn't find Lin Feng following them all along.

  Looking at the back of Zhu Pangzi and others, Lin Feng's smile became even more brilliant.

  The second male lead is already waiting on the stage he has set up, and now the supporting actors are also about to take the stage. The big play written, directed and performed by Lin Feng himself is about to start soon.

  Like Zhu Yi, a true destined child with a shining protagonist halo on his head, he often has the ability to kill monsters beyond his level. If his opponent's strength is too low, then it becomes an experience delivery for Zhu Yi.

  But Zhu Baozi and his group were at least at the fifth or sixth level of Qi training, with Zhu Baozi himself being at the eighth level.

  Zhu Yi Gang has just come into contact with Tao Fa Xiulian, and without actual combat experience, even if he is a genius, with luck against the heavens, when facing Zhu Pangzi and others, he can only be defeated, and leveling up to kill monsters also has its limits.

  If Zhu Yi was given some time to practice, his cultivation would definitely skyrocket like a rocket, but Lin Feng didn't give him any time to level up and immediately pulled a wave of elite monsters to gang up on him, the true destined king had no choice.

  Lin Feng followed Zhu Jun and others with ease, the script had been written, now it was just waiting for the actors to take the stage.

  "My good disciple, you've studied literature and history, so you must know the phrase 'Heaven will destroy a man before it makes him great, first making his heart and spirit suffer, then his bones and muscles, and finally his skin and flesh.' So later on when you're suffering a bit, don't be afraid, I'll be covering for you."

  Sure, here is the translation:

  As expected, Zhu Baozi and others arrived at the temple and found Zhu Yi, immediately causing trouble.

  Zhu Yi was also vigilant and took the lead in hiding the golden paper with scriptures, no matter how Zhu Baozi and his group humiliated him, he would rather die than admit it.

  But unexpectedly, Zhu Baozi had a pig-like face and a bright heart. When he glanced at the hem of Zhu Yi's long shirt, he found some ash on it.

  Zhu Bajie kicked over the brazier with one foot, and after rummaging through the ashes that still had embers in the basin, the golden paper containing the true scripture of the Earth Treasury suddenly appeared.

  Zhu Yi's face changed color.

  Zhu Baozi and others laughed.

  Outside the door, Lin Feng, who was watching everything, also smiled.

  (Today's third update! There is one more before dinner and another later tonight. Please collect, click to recommend, and vote for everything!)