Pokémon: The Zen Trainer

Some things are predetermined.

If they came over with a condescending attitude before, now they are being treated as equals.

Just then, Xiu Nian came to Bian Xiang's side.

"It's time for the abbot to take charge."

He looked apologetically at the owners of the museum.

"Understood, understood."

The museum owners nodded to Bian Xiang, and then stopped the conversation, seemingly reluctant to end it.

Although this young man lacked practical experience, he was quite proficient in theory, especially in many unique ideas.

It sounds a bit far-fetched, but upon closer examination, it seems there's still a possibility of it being feasible.

I have no idea how this guy learned it.

In particular, Abi and Songye had the most fun chatting. One of them was already very strong in theory, and the other was a Ghost-type specialist! The two of them and Bian Xiang felt like kindred spirits when they talked.

I'm thinking it's a waste to waste the bellflower!

Asu looked at Bianxiang's retreating figure with a touch of sadness. Why didn't Kikyo choose the Flying type? Flying is such a great attribute.

What a genius.

A group of people looked at the departing figure and said with some emotion.

.....

Bian Xiang stood in front of a Buddha statue, dressed in a white kasaya, his face solemn.

Next to it were rows of trumpet buds, neatly arranged and moving in a rhythmic manner.

It gives people a sense of peace, and Bian Xiang sits in the middle with a calm expression.

Finally, we've reached the last step: shaving the head, which is something we can't always skip.

Bian had already prepared himself mentally, but it was clear that some people hadn't.

Xiao Xiang! Bian's father looked at Bian Xiang with mixed feelings. This child had finally taken that step.

If only I had known! Bian's father should have burned his Buddhist scriptures back then.

There was someone even more excited than Bian's father, in Vigus, Carlos, watching the final step of the live stream.

She was clutching her pillow tightly. Everyone could feel the oppressive atmosphere surrounding Vigus.

Vigus's father looked at Vigus and said, "Let time heal all wounds."

.....

Everyone looked at the sidelines in the arena and pondered.

At this moment, the boy has become the abbot of the Trumpet Bud Tower.

With the appearance of a bald man, the gazes of those around him changed as they looked on.

He imagined that after shaving his head, he would have a dignified and compassionate appearance, like a true Buddha descended to earth, as if he had Bodhi in his heart.

Should he become a monk? This thought naturally arose in their minds; it was the right thing to do!

They looked on, wondering who had started it, and clasped their hands together.

Then it spread quickly, and a group of people put their hands together in prayer in front of a boy.

"Hello!"

The trumpet buds also closed their two leaves one by one.

At this moment, only Bian Xiang stood before the Buddha, his face serene.

He tried to open his eyes, looked at the Buddha statue, and then at the people around him.

The ceremony is drawing to a close; it has now come to a complete end.

He watched as the members of the alliance walked out.

The alliance achieved its objective, and Bian Xiang also achieved his own goal, making it a win-win situation.

No, I've wasted my beautiful black hair.

I don't know if it will grow out in a few months.

He touched his bald head and felt a strange coolness.

.....

At noon, Bian Xiang, still sporting a shaved head, headed towards the hospital to visit Master Guang Sheng.

I'll go to the ground repair shop this afternoon to check out the little invention that Keita Miyamoto mentioned.

The autumn wind blew past Bian Xiang's head, bringing a strange coolness.

I always feel like something's missing from my head.

As this handsome bald man entered the hospital, he received frequent stares from the people there.

"It's him! It's him!!"

"That youngest abbot!! Master Bianxiang!!"

"So young, so handsome, what a pity."

"Sigh...why become a monk at such a young age?"

"He's already an abbot at such a young age! And you! You're still just wasting your time over there!"

VIP ward of the municipal hospital.

He wanted to give Master Guang Sheng a surprise, so he didn't inform him in advance.

I wonder how well Guang Sheng is recovering.

He froze as he tried to push the door open.

Master Guangsheng and Mu Nian were sitting in front of a hot pot.

"You two??"

Bian Xiang looked at the two of them, their faces expressionless.

"Vegetarian hot pot! Vegetarian hot pot!!"

Mu Nian quickly explained.

A bright smile appeared on his face as he thought about it.

"Master seems to be recovering quite well?"

"Cough, cough!"

Master Guang Sheng blushed. Even though he was a veteran of countless battles, he was still somewhat overwhelmed by being caught red-handed by his own disciple.

"Xiao Xiang, what brings you here? You didn't even tell me you were coming. The succession ceremony just ended this morning."

"I was worried about you, Master, so I came to check on you. I didn't expect you to recover so well!"

"When will you return to the temple to take charge of the overall situation?"

"Ah, I feel a bit of pain in my chest and a little dizzy."

Then he turned around and lay down on the bed.

Bian Xiang glanced at Master Guang Sheng, then at Mu Nian.

Whether it's a private matter or not, I don't care.

"I was scheming against the league over there this morning, and I even shaved my head, and you guys are eating hot pot here??"

"Huh? This..."

Mu Nian, an honest man, looked at Bian with some shame and thought.

Without a second thought, he plopped down in his seat.

"Give me another pair of chopsticks."

"Huh? Okay."

Xiao Xiang, how do you feel?

Master Guang Sheng picked up a piece of tofu, looked at it, and asked a question.

"There's not much meat, and it doesn't feel like much."

"I'm referring to the ceremony this morning."

"I'm a little surprised that the alliance could send a superstar like that."

He picked up a mushroom and said.

"Yes, this is also an internal struggle within the alliance. The three towers have actually benefited from this misfortune."

"It's just that Da Zong and Yong Quan died rather badly..."

Master Guang Sheng stopped eating. Even if he was an ingrate, they had still been together for so many years.