Joyful Monk

People say that Buddhist disciples are pure of heart, wielding the fierce posture of Vajra, practicing the path of subduing demons and monsters, impervious to all evil, and incomparably righteous. However, they are unaware that among the three thousand paths of Buddhism, there is one that is despised by the world, yet beloved by many—the Dharma of subduing demons, the *Ratnakuta-bhadra* (Treasured Wheel Joyful Meditation). Disciples who practice this path must enter the mortal world, cultivating through sexual intercourse, absorbing the yin energy of women to refine their Buddhist energy. The more yin energy absorbed, the deeper their spiritual progress. However, this path requires disciples to have a body with nine yang energies, and a penis resembling nine dragons embracing a pillar, to be able to practice. Otherwise, the yin energy entering the body will cause uncontrollable inner demons, leading to calamity upon the world. A body with nine yang energies is one in ten thousand, and a penis resembling nine dragons embracing a pillar is an extremely rare and precious quality. Therefore, Buddhist disciples practicing the Joyful Meditation lineage are few and far between, far fewer than those of other Buddhist schools. Yet, every disciple who practices the *Ratnakuta-bhadra-bhadra* is a master of subduing demons. This time, we'll be discussing a remarkable figure from the Baolun Joyful Zen tradition—the Joyful Monk.
The Joyful Monk, whose Dharma name was Fayan, had an unknown birth year and was said to be the reincarnation of the Baolun Bodhisattva. The previous successor of the Baolun Joyful Zen tradition, the monk Jingdu, in a brothel in Kyoto, noticed at a glance that this infant possessed a Buddha-like aura, a rare and excellent foundation for practicing Joyful Zen. Delighted, he offered three gold bricks to take him under his wing. At the age of three, he mastered the essence of Joyful Zen; at seven, he experienced the pleasures of a woman's body; and by twelve, he and Jingdu had traveled throughout the country, collecting the yin energy of women from various regions.
At sixteen, he returned to the Baiyun Mountain temple to diligently study Buddhism.
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One day, in the abbot's room at Baiyun Temple,
the aged-looking monk Jingdu, his eyes closed and fingers clasped in prayer, sat on a cushion before the Buddha, chanting Buddhist scriptures. A handsome young monk sat cross-legged before him, hands clasped in prayer, eyes closed, seemingly listening intently.
After an unknown amount of time, the monk Jingdu suddenly opened his eyes, a sliver of light shining from them onto the monk before him. The young monk seemed to sense this, but without opening his eyes, he bent down in his seated position, prostrating himself in a disciple's salute.
Looking at the young monk before him, the monk Jingdu sighed, "Amitabha, Fayan, let me ask you, how is your progress in the Baolun Joyful Meditation?" Fayan, also known as the Joyful Monk, continued his prostration and respectfully replied, "Master, I have practiced diligently for nearly ten years, diligently practicing the Baolun Joyful Meditation, and I believe I have made some progress. However, recently my practice seems to have stagnated, with no improvement whatsoever. Please enlighten me, Master." He then kowtowed.
Jingdu paused for a moment with his left hand, which was turning the prayer beads, and nodded: "I knew you would have this question recently, so I summoned you here from the Joyful Cave today. Listen carefully." The Joyful Monk respectfully replied: "Disciple is all ears." He changed from sitting cross-legged to kneeling and prostrated himself on the ground.
The monk Jingdu clasped his hands together, his face solemn and dignified: "Amitabha, cultivation is going against the will of Heaven. Ordinary people who wish to cultivate must use themselves as a vessel to absorb intangible energy. All things in Heaven and Earth possess Qi, which is divided into Yang Qi and Yin Qi.
Our Baolun Joyful Zen practice mainly relies on Yin Qi, absorbing it through self-enjoyment with women, and transforming it into Buddha Qi to defeat enemies using the Joyful Zen techniques. Your current cultivation level cannot break through the barrier of your Dantian; this bottleneck is inevitable." The Joyful Monk raised his head, looking at the monk Jingdu with a puzzled expression: "Master, this disciple has never heard of a barrier in the Dantian." The monk Jingdu smiled kindly: "That's because the time is not yet right. Now your Dantian has reached its current limit; you will know now." He paused, then pointed to the purple-gold bowl beside him with his right hand: "Your body is like this bowl; it has a limit to what it can hold. If you want to hold more, you must break through this original capacity. However, to break through, you must use a large amount of Yin Qi from..." "Only by breaking through the internal barriers and rebuilding from the ashes can a new realm be reached." Upon hearing this, the Joyful Monk bowed deeply and asked, "Master, in recent years I have traveled the world with you, having had relations with countless women and absorbing immeasurable yin energy. Why can't we break through the barrier?" The Serene Monk stroked his mustache and replied with a smile, "What you absorbed before was all mortal yin energy. Although the quantity was sufficient, the strength was still insufficient. It's like the power of a stream cannot break through a long dam." The Joyful Monk bowed again, his eyes flashing with a sharp light, "So, what I should do now is absorb better yin energy?" The Serene Monk nodded, "Your understanding is good; that's right." The Joyful Monk asked, "How should I do it?" The Serene Monk closed his eyes and began to twirl his prayer beads, "Amitabha. You haven't seen Abbess Jingyi at Baiyun Nunnery, thirty miles away, since you were brought back several years ago, have you? Go, and you will understand when you see her." After saying this, he fell silent. The monk Huanxi respectfully kowtowed three times, then rose and slowly backed out of the abbot's room.
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At the foot of Baiyun Mountain, in Baiyun Nunnery.
The cold moonlight filtered through the treetops, dappling the wide-open nunnery gate. The side rooms, which should have been for sleeping, were utterly deserted. In contrast, the nearby main hall for offering sacrifices to the Buddha was dimly lit, casting dappled shadows. From this sacred place, sounds of debauchery emanated.
"Ah...ah...oh...mmm...it's so beautiful...faster..." All the nuns of Baiyun Nunnery were in the main hall, lying unconscious on the ground in various positions. Their naked bodies, glistening with vaginal fluid, were covered in a lewd aura, adding to the atmosphere of lust. The pervasive lewdness clashed terribly with the solemnity of the Buddha statues in the hall. On the offering table before the Buddha statue, a pair of bodies were engaged in a passionate encounter, the sounds of their bodies colliding echoing incessantly. If anyone in the know were present, they would be astonished to discover that the couple making love were none other than the monk Huanxi from Baiyun Temple and Abbess Jingyi, the abbess of Baiyun Nunnery.
Abbess Jingyi, though over forty, possessed a beauty that showed no signs of aging, remaining as stunning as ever. Her voluptuous body, unaffected by years of vegetarianism, boasted smooth, jade-like skin, a pair of firm, alluring breasts, a shapely, full bottom, and shapely legs, all laid bare beneath her plain monk's robes, a sight to behold.
The monk Huanxi stood naked before the offering table, his lower body thrusting forcefully against the voluptuous body lying upon it. His penis, glistening with her fluids, pounded and plunged freely into Abbess Jingyi's plump vulva, driving her to ecstasy. Master Jingyi's wide-open jade legs were tightly clamped around the waist of Monk Huanxi, her lower body thrusting in and out with his fiery penis. Her disheveled plain monk's robes could not conceal the exposed beauty of her body; her rounded breasts bounced up and down with his movements, like a pair of lively white rabbits. Monk Huanxi's large, jade-like hands kneaded the nun's plump buttocks, his thick penis, dripping with her juices, thrusting harder and harder into her jade orifice, each stroke eliciting joyful moans from Master Jingyi. The moans mingled with the sounds of flesh colliding, echoing throughout the Buddhist hall, a series of erotic scenes unfolding before the eyes of Buddha and the various bodhisattvas.
"Ah...you rascal...your penis...it feels so good...I'm going to come...oh..." After a long period of lovemaking, a sudden cry of pleasure rang out, as Master Jingyi beneath him reached her climax countless times. Master Jingyi trembled languidly, her gushing fluids overflowing from the thick hair between his penis and her vagina, releasing a captivating fragrance. A wisp of invisible, pure yin energy, imbued with Buddhist aura, entered Master Huanxi's dantian from his penis. Master Huanxi, his face solemn and dignified, chanted a Buddhist mantra, slowing his penis's pace, gently rotating and grinding against Master Jingyi's moist vagina, allowing her to savor the climax after their lovemaking.
He looked down at the lustful Master Jingyi: "Amitabha, it is my first time meeting Master Jingyi. Is my humble cultivation worthy of your attention?" Master Jingyi, enjoying the unparalleled pleasure brought by the penis, suddenly tightened her legs wrapped around Master Huanxi, forcefully squeezing the hot penis completely into her vagina with a "plop," another wave of fluids overflowing. Feeling the fullness and pleasure within her body, Abbess Jingyi couldn't help but raise her head and thrust her chest out, her jade-like body arching like a bow, letting out a long moan. Looking at the pair of high, full breasts before him, the monk Huanxi couldn't contain his desire. His large hand traveled from the abbess's buttocks up her waist, covering her full peaks and kneading and playing with them wantonly.
The nun slowly opened her alluring eyes, her soft jade hands caressing the monk Huanxi's strong arms. She said in a seductive voice, "Hmm~ More than just pleasing to this humble nun's eye, it's utterly satisfying. Such skill, such magic, is far superior to your master's! Oh~!" As soon as she finished speaking, a moan escaped the nun's lips. The monk Huanxi was playing with the nun's full, jade-like breasts. The delicate, jade-like texture of her breasts captivated him, and he kneaded and pinched them repeatedly, causing her breasts to feel as if they were electrified, generating a continuous stream of pleasure that the nun thoroughly enjoyed.
"Oh…you rascal…"
The monk Huanxi's hands continued their work, his penis slowly grinding and scraping against the nun's flower path, causing her delicate body to tremble and her to moan incessantly. Abbess Jingyi was not to be outdone. Her jade orifice, like thousands of tiny hands, tightly enveloped Monk Huanxi's penis. The constantly writhing flesh scraped and massaged the penis in the lustful fluid, bringing Monk Huanxi endless pleasure and giving him the illusion that he was about to ejaculate.
The joyful monk forced himself to calm down, silently chanted a Buddhist prayer, and said to Abbess Jingyi, "Abbess, you jest. How can I compare to you, Master? When you were subduing demons, I was just a novice monk." Abbess Jingyi let out a seductive moan, glancing alluringly at the joyful monk, her jade hand pressing down on the large hand that was groping her chest: "A monk does not lie. What I say is true. I have already experienced Abbot Jingdu's abilities many times. His manhood is indeed powerful, and I find it unforgettable. But now he is old, and although he can still do such things, he cannot last long, and has never experienced such pleasure!" The joyful monk exclaimed in surprise, his hands kneading the abbess's breasts, before stopping his lower body movements.
"Having learned from you many times? In that case, you and Master are old acquaintances." Seeing that Monk Huanxi had stopped, Abbess Jingyi composed herself and forcibly suppressed the unbearable urge within her: "This humble nun is originally from Sichuan. Several years ago, I was just a weak woman. Due to the war, I fled here and was fortunate enough to be taken in by your master, Abbot Jingdu. Feeling powerless to protect myself in the chaotic world, I opened Baiyun Nunnery here and entered the Buddhist order to seek the Buddha's protection." At this point, the abbess turned her head and glanced at the naked nuns on the ground: "...Back then, Baiyun Nunnery was just a small temple. After the nunnery was completed, women would often come here, saying that they had received guidance from your master, Abbot Jingdu, and came here to enter the Buddhist order." "Thinking back now, they're all pitiful victims of your master's misfortune." At this point, Abbess Jingyi chuckled. "Your master is quite the ladies' man, often coming here to indulge in pleasure. The entire Baiyun Nunnery, including this humble nun, has benefited from his favor. They are all among the most beautiful women in the world, and now they've all fallen for you. How about it, are you satisfied?" The monk Huanxi grabbed Abbess Jingyi's soft, jade-like breasts with both hands. "Amitabha, extremely satisfied. This humble
monk has no way to repay you, except to let you enjoy yourself."
Under the abbess's reproachful gaze, he withdrew his hands from her breasts, spread her legs wide apart, and hoisted them onto his shoulders. With a gasp from Abbess Jingyi, the monk Huanxi's penis suddenly began to thrust wildly, the crisp sounds of flesh colliding accompanied by waves of lust. The monk's groin slapped against the nun's buttocks like a storm, the crisp "slap slap" sounds mingling with the "gurgling" and "splish-splish" sounds of intercourse, like an extremely erotic Buddhist chant.
Many nuns in the hall, who had been dozing, were awakened by the nun's cries. Still dazed and unaware of what was happening, the sounds of intercourse mixed with the nun's moans jolted them awake. They sat naked on the ground, watching the lewd spectacle unfolding on the altar. Their hearts raced, their eyes glazed, and their hands began to caress their bodies. Even their recently engaged parts were itching and flowing with lustful fluids.
The nun, however, was unaware that the other nuns were witnessing this. The monk's penis, like a red-hot iron pestle, penetrated her, each thrust and wave of pleasure leaving her mind blank and incapable of thought. Intense pleasure surged through her body like an electric current, sparking dazzling bursts of sensation. Each thrust felt like flying, making her feel as if she were falling from the Western Paradise to Avici Hell, and then ascending back to the Western Paradise.
"Ah... my dear... your penis... oh... so wonderful... I'd gladly kill you... ah..." "You can't die, Master, or I'll never find another body as beautiful as yours!" "Mmm... my body... is all yours... ah... you rascal... hurry... fuck me..." Master Jingyi's mouth gaped open, her soft, seductive moans echoing throughout the Buddhist hall. Her hands groped aimlessly, unconsciously pressing against her full breasts, which bounced with each thrust, kneading them relentlessly, trying to gain even more pleasure. Beneath her, the flower path was overflowing with lustful fluids under the conquest of the burning phallus. The flowing fluids trickled down the monk's thighs and onto the floor, while others dripped from the edge of the table, leaving trails of seductive liquid in the air.
The monk, savoring the pleasure from the phallus, marveled at the nun's jade orifice, a testament to its many battles; even after so many encounters, it remained taut and untouched. The deeper he penetrated, the more exquisite the sensation became. He then thrust even more forcefully, each entry piercing the very core, causing the nun's moans to grow weaker. With each thrust, the flesh seemed to suck and spit like a jade tongue, eager to draw the scalding nectar from the phallus, nearly causing him to surrender.
After over a hundred thrusts, the monk suddenly stopped, lowering the nun's plump legs and withdrawing his fluid-covered phallus from her beautiful flesh. As the dragon's head withdrew from the opening, it made a crisp sound, like a kiss. The nun lay on the offering table, panting heavily, enduring the intense desire in her lower body and the tingling sensation throughout her body. She struggled to lift her head, looking at the solemn-faced monk Huanxi: "Oh...you wicked devil...why did you stop..." Huanxi smiled slightly: "Because this humble monk thought of a position that would allow you to enjoy yourself even more. Be careful, nun." Before the nun could react, Huanxi had already flipped her beautiful body over on the offering table, stripped off her plain monk's robe, and placed her face down on the table, her pair of full, elastic breasts pressed beneath her. The nun, realizing what was happening, readily complied, placing her plump legs on the ground, arching her firm buttocks high towards Huanxi, swaying slowly from side to side. Her opening opened and closed, releasing a trickle of vaginal fluid that glistened in the moonlight.
"Hurry...hurry up and do it to me...I can't hold back anymore...oh...hurry..." Seeing how understanding the nun was, the joyful monk chanted "Amitabha," not letting her wait any longer. His left hand supported his still-dripping penis, while his right hand grasped the nun's full, alluring buttocks. He aimed at her entrance, parted the tempting flower path beneath the dark forest, and thrust in with a powerful stroke, almost to the very end.
"Oh...ah...I'm coming..."
Before the joyful monk could even begin, a moan escaped the nun's lips. Her vaginal muscles contracted, her body trembled, and another wave of love juice splattered onto his penis. She had reached orgasm so quickly.
Seeing this, the joyful monk could only suppress his own urge to thrust, absorbing the yin energy from the love juice, waiting for the nun's orgasm to subside.
After Abbess Jingyi calmed down a bit, Monk Huanxi placed his hands on her beautiful buttocks and began to slowly thrust his penis into her exquisite vagina. The thrusts varied in speed and intensity, sometimes penetrating directly into her clitoris, sometimes scraping against the inner walls, to bring Abbess Jingyi even greater pleasure. Following Monk Huanxi's movements, the abbess arched her full buttocks backward, coordinating with his thrusts. She could feel his thick penis filling her vaginal canal completely, gurgling and squelching as it moved inside, each thrust bringing her immense satisfaction. She felt as if she were floating in a sea of lust, the penis currently thrusting into her giving her an unprecedentedly wonderful sensation.
"Oh...you darling...your precious darling...it feels so good inside me...mmm...oh...harder..." Hearing this, the monk Huanxi chuckled, "Then you'd better hold on tight, nun, lest this humble monk send you flying." With that, he gripped the nun Jingyi's smooth, sweaty waist, his lower body tightened, and his penis, contrary to its previous gentleness, began to thrust wildly and forcefully. Each impact sent the lustful fluids from her vagina flying everywhere, and the jade petals at the entrance were turned inside out, dripping with lustful fluids that covered the dark forest at the entrance, as delicious as morning dew in the forest.
"Ah...ah...ah...I'm going to die...ah...good...oh...good...so good..." Suddenly attacked like this, the nun Jingyi's head tilted back uncontrollably, and a series of lewd moans filled with pleasure escaped her lips, completely losing the Buddhist demeanor expected of a nun. Waves of intense pleasure overwhelmed her consciousness. She felt like a small boat adrift in a turbulent ocean, helplessly slumped on the altar, enduring the monk's frenzied thrusts. Her body writhed violently, her breasts rolling back and forth with his penis. Her legs were too weak to support her weight, and she could only keep herself upright by her upper body. The intense
, lewd moans, the slapping of flesh against flesh, the squelching of the penis entering and exiting her vagina, and the creaking of the table—the most obscene symphony in the world couldn't compare to the utterly lewd music playing in the hall.
"Ah...ah...you bastard...I'm going to cum..."
After countless thrusts, the monk's weak moans reached his ears. The monk Huanxi realized it was time to end it; after thrusting for so long, he couldn't hold back any longer and was about to ejaculate. After another hundred thrusts, the nun's vagina tightened, gripping his penis, and a gush of fluid gushed from deep within, overflowing from their point of contact. This time, the flow wasn't as abundant, as the nun had also experienced several orgasms.
Just as Huanxi's penis was being gripped by the nun's writhing vagina, and he was about to ejaculate, a soft "pop" sounded inside him. Huanxi quickly chanted Buddhist scriptures, forcefully suppressing the urge to ejaculate once more. When he examined his dantian using introspection, he was pleasantly surprised to find that the previously impenetrable barrier had disappeared, replaced by a much wider dantian, more than ten times larger than before. This was likely due to the absorption of the Buddhist yin energy from the nuns and nun.
"So this is the true meaning behind Master's instruction for me to come and understand the nun's teachings." The joyful monk was so happy that he momentarily forgot that his penis was still erect and soaking in the nun's vaginal fluids.
When the nun Jingyi came to her senses, she lay on the offering table, panting heavily. Her legs were still trembling, and she was too weak to stand up from her orgasm. She turned her head, giving the monk a flirtatious glance: "Oh...you rascal...you almost killed me..." Hearing the nun's words, the monk came to his senses, stroking the nun's sweat-drenched back with both hands, and said with a smile: "Amitabha, it's good that the nun is happy. Thanks to the nun, this humble monk's doubts have been resolved today." The nun, with a flirtatious look on her face, used her last bit of strength to thrust her buttocks back, inserting her penis again: "Oh...your doubts here haven't been resolved yet..." The monk came to his senses and realized that his penis had not yet ejaculated, still hard and inserted in the nun's vagina. He quickly pulled it out, and as he pulled it out, a few drops of vaginal fluid rolled out and dripped to the ground, forming silvery lines between his penis and her vagina. The nun struggled to climb down from the offering table and knelt in front of the monk, her erect penis now showing off before her. So close, the nun could even see the veins on the penis and the tiny opening at its tip.
Gazing at the penis glistening in the moonlight, the nun, Jingyi, with a dazed look, didn't seem to mind the fluids from the nuns and her own vagina that clung to it, and began to suckle it gently. Her nimble tongue licked the penis, swallowing the delicious fluids mixed with her saliva.
The monk, Huanxi, looked down at the nun, whose face was filled with pure enjoyment. Enveloped by the nun's nimble tongue and gentle mouth, the penis grew even harder. Stimulated by the pleasure, the monk couldn't help but thrust his penis forward. The nun, receiving this thrust, gave the monk a coquettish glance, her head beginning to move as the penis moved in and out of her mouth. While her mouth continued its activity, the nun's hands were also busy, kneading the penis that wasn't surrounded by her mouth, and the two fleshy mounds beneath it. The pleasure, unlike that of a vagina, made the monk swallow hard, his penis gradually feeling the urge to ejaculate again.
The monk stroked the nun's smooth head, saying, "Amitabha, nun, you have such divine skill! Now, this humble monk is even more inseparable from you." Hearing this, the nun continued to move her head, gently biting the shaft with her pearly teeth, letting out a soft, seductive "Mmm..." The attack on his penis spurred the monk to thrust his penis in accordance with the nun's movements, treating her mouth like a vagina, thrusting in and out, causing her breasts to sway slightly. His penis moved in and out of the nun's mouth repeatedly, making her moan and groan, drool dripping from her lips. The nun, not to be outdone, swallowed and spit out even more vigorously, even swallowing the penis deep into her throat, forming a deep-throat posture.
Under the nun's beautiful mouth's sucking and swallowing, the monk Huanxi could no longer suppress his intense urge to ejaculate. He put his hands together, chanted a Buddhist prayer, "Amitabha, nun, please forgive me." After saying this, he held the nun's head with both hands, and began to thrust his penis in and out of her mouth, causing tears to flow from her eyes.
After dozens of thrusts, the monk Huanxi deeply inserted his penis into the nun's mouth, his buttocks tightened, and he could no longer suppress the urge to ejaculate. His seminal vesicles opened wide, and his convulsing penis "plop plop" shot streams of white semen into the nun's mouth. The nun seemed to be startled, and before she could swallow, a trace of white fluid overflowed from the corner of her mouth, dripping onto her breasts.
After realizing what had happened, Abbess Jingyi quickly swallowed, absorbing every last drop of the white, cloudy fluid ejaculated from the penis. After ejaculation, the penis seemed to lose its vitality and lay limp in Abbess Jingyi's mouth.
She spat out the limp penis and lovingly cleaned away the remaining white fluid with her tongue, licking and sucking it into her mouth, savoring it carefully. Once she had swallowed it all, Abbess Jingyi was astonished to feel a warm energy rising in her abdomen, spreading throughout her limbs and bones. Her long-stagnant cultivation had begun to slowly increase.
Abbess Jingyi quickly rose, clasped her hands together, and bowed to Monk Huanxi, saying, "This humble nun thanks you for your kindness. This pure yang energy must have been refined by you over many years, yet you gave it to me so easily. This humble nun feels deeply ashamed." Monk Huanxi returned the bow, saying, "Amitabha. If it weren't for Abbess, my cultivation would not have progressed. This is simply the law of cause and effect; Abbess, you need not take it to heart." After speaking, Monk Huanxi's eyes lingered on the beautiful body of the abbess before him. At this moment, Abbess Jingyi was completely naked, her snow-white, plump body covered in beads of sweat, radiating a captivating glow under the moonlight. Her pair of alluring, full breasts stood tall and firm, a trace of saliva dripping from the corner of her mouth onto the nipples, adding to her alluring and erotic appearance. Her plump, full buttocks were now covered in the lustful fluids flowing from her vulva, which, having endured countless battles, still overflowed with love juices from its depths, trickling down her firm, jade-like legs and onto the floor, exuding an air of eroticism.
Gazing at the beautiful body before him, the monk Huanxi's penis unconsciously rose again, pointing directly at Abbess Jingyi. Abbess Jingyi glanced at the increasingly erect penis with a mixture of love and fear, and sighed, "This humble nun can no longer bear it; please, brother, have mercy." The monk Huanxi, who had intended to unite with Abbess Jingyi's beautiful body once more, could only clasp his hands together and utter a prayer of "Amitabha." Seeing the disappointed look on Monk Huanxi's face, Abbess Jingyi gently touched his erect penis with her jade hand, pointed behind him with her other finger, and whispered, "Although this humble nun is unable to bear it, my disciple can." Monk Huanxi turned around and saw a scene that reignited his lust.
In the vast hall, the naked nuns who had been unconscious on the floor had all awakened and were now engaged in lovemaking. One nun was suckling at another's breasts, her hands moving in and out of her vagina. Another nun was flipping over with another, sucking and licking each other's genitals.
Several nuns, not content with just two-person lovemaking, were rolling around in a ball, their bodies splattering with fluids, their battle intense. The moans of pleasure mingled together, adding another wave to this lewd night.
This scene of debauchery must have been caused by the nuns, awakened by the passionate lovemaking of the monk Huanxi and nun Jingyi, who, unable to contain their desire, sought solace in each other. The monk Huanxi and nun Jingyi, completely absorbed in their own intercourse, were oblivious to the outside world and only now noticed. Looking at the wanton nuns before him, the monk Huanxi's penis was erect to its limit, almost bursting. Seeing the burning hot phallus in her hand, Abbess Jingyi soothed Monk Huanxi and called out to the writhing nuns, "Fajing, Falin, you two come and have a chat with your uncle." From among the nuns engaged in lovemaking, two beautiful bodies rose. Though not as voluptuous and alluring as Abbess Jingyi, they were still rare beauties. Fajing and Falin, with blushing faces, stepped over the writhing bodies and knelt before Monk Huanxi. Their full breasts clamped the phallus, allowing it to move in and out between their four mounds of flesh. Fajing even lowered her head and took the head into her mouth, her tongue licking it like a serpent.
Feeling the wonderful sensation between his legs, Monk Huanxi bowed to Abbess Jingyi. After returning the bow, the abbess sat cross-legged on the spot, watching the groups of bodies churning in love before her, a faint smile appearing on her face.
This night was destined to be anything but peaceful for Baiyun Temple. Lascivious moans, some loud and lewd, others piercing, echoed incessantly from the main hall, the sounds of flesh colliding continuing until the following morning.
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When Monk Huanxi returned to Baiyun Temple, the sun was already high in the sky.
The abbot's room was empty; Abbot Jingdu was not there. Monk Huanxi looked around and found a slip of paper lying on the meditation cushion. It bore several lines of writing, indeed from Abbot Jingdu's hand, which read as follows:
"My disciple, if you see this letter, your master will have already passed away and entered Nirvana somewhere. Do not grieve; your master has lived so long, his time has come, and he has gone to the Pure Land. You should be happy.
If my guess is correct, you should have already broken through. Now you can emulate your master by traveling the world, subduing demons and monsters.
If you have not yet broken through, it is alright. As long as you continue to absorb pure Yin energy and diligently recite Buddhist scriptures, you will naturally achieve something.
The cultivation method of the Treasure Wheel Joyful Zen is in the meditation cushion beneath my seat. You must keep it safe and uphold the tradition of the Treasure Wheel lineage, passed down only to one person." "The rules are strict; those who receive the teachings must be carefully selected to prevent them from harming humanity.
In my life, I have possessed little. My only possessions are my personal Dharma objects, this temple, and Baiyun Nunnery. I now entrust them all to you. I believe you will use them wisely.
Amitabha. From now on, you must walk your own path."
After reading the letter, the Joyful Monk remained silent, took three steps back, knelt before the prayer mat with his hands clasped together, and respectfully kowtowed nine times. Then, he took the Dharma objects belonging to the Serene Monk and left the temple, disappearing into the dense forest, never to be seen again.
In the following years, rumors about the Joyful Monk circulated in the world. Some said they heard female voices coming from the mountains, followed by golden light emanating from them; some said they saw a monk in plain robes "fighting" with a woman with a tail in the mountains, from the starry sky until the sun was high in the sky; some said they saw a monk and a female Taoist priest "engaging" in a secluded place in a Taoist temple. Various rumors have circulated to this day, shrouding the monk Huanxi in mystery.
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