"Is Mt. One Finger that beautiful? I heard there's even a bamboo forest there. No, I have to find a chance to take a look. "
"We'll set off tomorrow to Mt. One Finger. Does anyone have an appointment?"
"I heard Mt. One Finger can watch the sunrise, see the sea of bamboo forests, and eat the specialty Frost Bamboo rice. Now, there's even a sea of clouds to see. Hehe, to think there's so much to see in Mt. One Finger. I have to go. "
"Hype, hype …"
There were all sorts of discussions on the Internet, but it was undeniable that Mt. One Finger and One Finger Monastery had become famous once again.
The first time could be said to be hype, but what about the second time? The third time? Many times?
The Dragon Buddha Epithet, the northern bamboo forest, crossing the river on a reed, an accomplished monk rescuing the souls of heroes …
In the past, people didn't pay much attention to these pieces of news when they came out one after another. But now that they appeared one after another, people had no choice but to carefully consider if they were real. Were this monastery and this monk real? Were they really that godly?
The people of Songwu County were no longer unfamiliar with One Finger Monastery. Many people had eaten at One Finger Village's farmhouse and ascended the mountain to pay their respects to Buddha. Many people had also prayed for children and succeeded. Now that they saw this, no one would say that it was a lie. Instead, many people proudly reposted the news and added: "Mt. One Finger is really great! One Finger Monastery is very efficacious. All the people around me who prayed for children succeeded! "
"One Finger Monastery's abbot is very powerful. There are a few very intelligent animals inside. They're like humans."
"I love Venerable Monkey. He sweeps the ground every day. He even knows how to take care of people and children …"
"I like that squirrel. He gives everyone little gifts, pine nuts. They're very delicious."
"I like that huge white dog. It's said to be a wolf. It's silver and majestic. It's very domineering."
"I like that young monk wearing a dudou. He's very strong. He can carry such a heavy bucket and still walk as though he's flying. He's even better than adults."
…
Everyone engaged in a flurry of discussion as all sorts of comments rapidly spread on the Internet. Soon, it reached Black Mountain City. Then, it was reposted by the citizens as a strange story. Instantly, One Finger Monastery's reputation went beyond Songwu County and entered the sights of Black Mountain City's citizens. When Jing Yan saw the news, she immediately helped promote it. With the Calligraphy Association, Fatty, Monkey, Ma Juan, and company helping to promote One Finger Monastery, One Finger Monastery's reputation grew.
"Ding! Congratulations. One Finger Monastery's reputation has already reached Black Mountain City. Work hard and work a little harder. Who knows, you might be able to complete the Rise to Fame mission, "said the System suddenly.
Fangzheng was dumbfounded. What had he done? One Finger Monastery's reputation has actually spread? Didn't he just hit the bell? Is there a need for that?
Regardless of what happened in the outside world, Fangzheng continued leading his own life. Every day, he struck the bell, struck the wooden fish, recited the scriptures, read the scriptures, pondered over the Buddhist Dharma, and cultivated the internal energy that Red Boy had modified.
Originally, the Empyrean Breathing Scripture could also be cultivated, but the effects of cultivation were very poor. If one cultivated it day and night in the deep mountains and forests, one would definitely gain something. It would strengthen one's body and prolong one's life. Others could live up to a hundred years, but experts who cultivated the Embryonic Breathing Scripture could live up to a hundred and twenty to a hundred and thirty years. Similarly, cultivators of the same age had much better physical strength, endurance, and other physical aspects than their peers. Of course, the Empyrean Breathing Scripture could not increase one's explosive strength. Therefore, experts who cultivated it did not mean that they were martial arts experts. They just had better physical qualities. If they really cultivated in other martial arts, they would be able to see results faster and reach higher heights.
But from another point of view, the Empyrean Breathing Scripture was indeed the best combat martial art in the world. Since they could not beat the enemy, they could live longer. When the enemy died, they could dig up the enemy's grave and dance in front of the grave. What could the enemy do to them? Of course, this was only a joke. Those who could cultivate the Empyrean Breathing Scripture well naturally would not be so impetuous. They would not do such a thing.
However, the revised version of the Empyrean Breathing Scripture was clearly different. After Fangzheng cultivated it, he clearly felt that his strength, which had stagnated in the past, had increased again. His body was becoming firmer by the day. He had greater strength and endurance. Even his skin, which was already very good, had turned fairer and more elastic.
Fangzheng said with a wry smile, "With this Empyrean Breathing Scripture, This Penniless Monk can renounce asceticism and become rich. Yes … I can open a beauty class. It will definitely be profitable."
"You can give it a try," said the System suddenly.
Fangzheng rolled his eyes. "Can't you let me have some fun? Can't I just think about it? "
Ignoring the System, Fangzheng continued striking the wooden fish and reciting the scriptures.
In the evening, Fangzheng sat under the bodhi tree. He took out his cell phone and casually browsed through it. At that moment, Fangzheng received an invitation. It was an invitation to join a group. The person who invited him was an online name he did not know. The group's name was: "Songwu County Second High School, Year 3 Class 3 Group."
When Fangzheng saw it, he realized that it was his class's group. But why did someone suddenly add him as a friend? Few people knew Fangzheng's cell phone number. There were even fewer who could add him on WeChat.
Up to now, Fangzheng did not have more than twenty friends on his cell phone. Half of them were members of the film crew. He would be teased from time to time. However, Fangzheng was already immune to it. He automatically ignored the beauties' teasing. He would look at their messages and smile without replying. After some time, the girls gave up.
But among these friends, none of them were his former classmates! Then, who was it? Where did they get his cell phone number and WeChat number?
He did not think too much about it. They were classmates after all. He clicked confirm! Although he had not been in contact with these people for a long time, he recalled the past. Although the school back then was terrible, and his relationships with his classmates were terrible, he was now filled with memories of his youth. He still had many things to think about.
However, what surprised Fangzheng was that after he entered the group, no one seemed to realize that he was alone. Even when the System notified him that he had entered the group.
"Indeed, This Penniless Monk is still the one being neglected," said Fangzheng with a bitter smile.
He had attended high school in Songwu County. Songwu County Second High School was considered a second-class high school. Most of the students gathered there came from the surrounding villages. Of course, there were also students from the local county city. Therefore, there were different grades among the students. The students from the county city believed that their environment was superior, so they would naturally express a sense of superiority. However, this sense of superiority usually lasted less than a month. It was gone after a single test …
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