Qiao Heng and his entourage were very conspicuous, and when they climbed the mountain and came to the front of the Daxiong Treasure Hall of Shaolin Temple, many pilgrims and monks noticed them.

There were already pilgrims whispering to their companions, guessing what kind of figure this young man with a dozen or so guards was.

Qiao Heng turned a blind eye to these gazes that fell on him.

As he passed by the monks who were distributing incense, he said to the guards who were waiting beside him, "Put incense on me. He's been sick to his lungs lately, and he's probably going to cough again if he's near the incense burner, so he's very self-aware and doesn't mix it up.

Among the dozen or so people who followed him, one walked out and walked straight to the monk who was selling incense. The monk handed him a bouquet of incense on the table, then held the rosary in one hand and continued to recite the prayer in the other.

Qiao Heng didn't know if there were really gods and Buddhas who dominated everything in these countless worlds, so what he pursued was Confucius's "Respect for ghosts and gods and stay away" As for how true this "respect" is, he can't even tell himself, otherwise he wouldn't let others incense the Buddha instead of him.

Like every gentry and celebrity who came to Shaolin Temple to enjoy the scenery in the temple and worship the Buddha by the way, he took his guards and traveled all the way to see the flowers.

Then, as if at last, he came to a monk, handed him a prayer note, and said, "Trouble this master, and pass it on to the abbot of your monastery." 」

The monk who was stopped by him thought that the other party had something to inquire about at first, but he didn't expect the other party to open his mouth and ask him to hand over a letter of worship to their abbot.

He saw that this young man seemed to be a rich son from an official eunuch, and from his experience, Xu was the other party had heard a lot of rumors about the rivers and lakes since he was a child, and now he wanted to meet the legendary Shaolin head on a whim.

However, even if he is a disciple of Shaolin Temple, he can't see the abbot anytime and anywhere.

Regardless of whether the other party was really in a hurry or not, he couldn't easily agree.

The monk glanced down at the name card in his hand, and was about to smile and say no, but the smile on his face seemed to freeze.

The letter is written in black on a red background, and the handwriting is extremely distinct. At a glance, he grabbed the most crucial name from the upright handwriting of this prayer post

Qiao Heng.

This is the pseudonym of the orphan of the Lin family, Lin Pingzhi, who is now stirring up the rivers and lakes.

He thought to himself that maybe it was just a duplicate name, but he still asked out of caution, "Dare to ask Tan Yue if he is from the capital?"

Qiao Heng: "Exactly. 」

The monk's expression became solemn, he bowed to Qiao Heng with his palms together, and then said, "Tan Yue, wait a minute, the poor monk will go to pass the word. 」

Qiao Heng calmly said, "There is labor. 」

The monk took Qiao Heng's prayer post and found the mantle deacon monk in the temple. The mantle attendant had direct contact with the abbot, and was involved in both internal and external affairs, so the monk thought about it and felt that it was most appropriate to tell the other party about it.

After listening to the monk's account, the attendant of the mantle stood up from the futon without a moment of delay and took the prayer post.

He frowned and said, "I know, just leave this matter to me." You inform the class leaders of this matter again and let them be ready for the unexpected. By the end of his voice, his voice was almost sighing.

Although he didn't know why this ruthless orphan of the Lin family came to Shaolin Temple, he didn't have to guess to think that it was definitely not a good thing.

The monk bowed down to receive the order.

Qiao Heng stood under a ginkgo tree, and he looked up slightly at the golden color of the tree. As soon as the wind blows, the leaves are falling one after another, like a dream.

"Qiao Tanyue. A monk approached and called out.

Qiao Heng looked at the person who spoke up and saw two monks coming to the side. It seems that the worship post has been handed over to the abbot, and the speed of transmission is faster than he imagined, but does this also show how much Shaolin Temple attaches importance to him.

The monk who had just spoken made a leading gesture and said, "This way, please." 」

Qiao Heng was like a literati who accepted the invitation of a friend, and responded very naturally: "Okay. 」

He followed, counting the tens at his side

The companions moved in unison.

Another monk said to a dozen people other than Qiao Heng, "I bother you Tan Yue to go to the temple with the poor monk to rest for a while. 」

Qiao Heng's gaze swept over the two monks.

Just as the monk was about to explain that they didn't mean to make things difficult, Qiao Heng indifferently informed, "You go with this master and have a good rest. 」

The monk thought it would take a lot of time to speak, but seeing that Qiao Heng was willing to cooperate with them, he gratefully said to Qiao Heng Amitabha Buddha and said, "Thank you Tan Yue. 」

Shaolin Temple has gone through several generations, and each hall has been renovated several times to become brilliant and brilliant. But most of these are places of worship for tourists and pilgrims, and Shaolin's own children do not live in them.

Qiao Heng followed the monk all the way to the depths, passing through several corridors, only to see that the house was visibly simple.

The appearance of the abbot of Shaolin is probably different from the fantasy of many people who have never seen him. He is thin and small, he doesn't look tall, and he is not majestic, it is hard to believe that he is actually the number one master of Shaolin Temple today, probably only the snow-white long hair and the kind look on his face, which is more in line with everyone's imagination.

In addition to the abbot, his junior brother, Master Fang Sheng, was also in the room. Master Fang Sheng sat on the futon and nodded to Qiao Heng with his palms together.

Qiao Heng didn't care how many people there were in the room, he saw that there was more than Fang Zheng in the room, and he just greeted him peacefully, "I didn't expect Master Fang Sheng to be there. 」

Fang Sheng was really a little surprised to see him talk so well.

After all, the relationship between the rivers and lakes and the imperial court is so tense now, only Qiao Heng is allowed to come here on the Shaolin Temple side, but there is more than one person on their side, and anyone who encounters this situation will inevitably be displeased. But the young man seemed to be completely unaware of these things, he simply came to visit as a guest, and he didn't care how many people the host's family arranged to entertain them.

Fang Sheng almost had to wonder if the young man in front of him was the perverse and ruthless Lin Pingzhi as rumored by the outside world.

"Tan Yue, please take a seat. The head of the house said.

Qiao Heng didn't excuse himself, put his clothes on the futon and sat down. He said, "I thought it would be a little difficult to meet the abbot, but I didn't expect the master to be so approachable and things went much smoother than I expected. 」

Fang Zheng smiled and said, "Actually, it's not just Tan Yue who wants to see Lao Yue, but Lao Ge also wants to see Tan Yue. 」

Unlike those monks who were cautious in the face of Qiao Heng, Master Fang Zheng did not regard Qiao Heng as a beast of the flood at all, and the expression on his face was only kind and friendly.

Master Fang Sheng made tea for a few people, and then even got a polite thank you from Qiao Heng.

"Why should Lord Qiao be polite. 」

Fang Zheng said suddenly, "The old man has something to thank Tan Yue. 」

Master Fang Sheng didn't know why, how could he not know when Senior Brother owed Qiao Heng a thank you.

Qiao Heng: "Abbot, please speak. 」

Fang Zheng said gently: "When Tan Yue climbed the mountain before, he helped the novice in the temple, but the old man didn't have time to thank him. 」

Qiao Heng didn't take it to heart and said, "It turned out to be this thing. It's not enough to worry about it. 」

Master Fang Sheng didn't interject at will, his eyes were a little subtle, and he thought silently in his heart, if Qiao Heng hadn't suffered the disaster of Fuwei Dart Bureau, I am afraid that he would be able to become the second gentleman sword.

Fang Zheng asked, "If Lao Wei didn't guess wrong, did Master Qiao come to Shaolin to discuss something?"

Qiao Heng didn't bother to talk about him, he said frankly, "That's true. 」

Although Fang Zheng was old, his eyes were not old, he looked at Qiao Heng and asked, "Before talking in detail, the old man has a question in his heart, and he hopes that Tan Yue will solve his doubts. 」

Qiao Heng said, "I would like to hear about it. 」

Fang Zheng said straight to the point: "I don't know if Tan Yue came this time, is it his own intention, or does he represent the princes of the court?"

Master Fang Sheng gradually slowed down his breathing on the side.

Qiao Heng smiled and said, "Actually, there is no difference. 」

Master Fang Sheng didn't understand, but Fang Zheng, who was the head of the sect, understood.

Qiao Heng came to Shaolin Temple this time, whether it was out of the intention of the imperial court or not, it didn't matter at all. Because he has self-confidence and the ability to turn his thoughts into the intentions of the imperial court.

When he achieves the extreme, then he himself becomes the embodiment of the will of the imperial court on the rivers and lakes.

It may sound incredible, but Fang Zheng believes that the other party can do it. Or rather, they're already doing it.

At the beginning, almost no one believed that Lin Pingzhi could survive from the Qingcheng faction, but he just survived. Immediately afterwards, no one believed that he could avenge the Lin family's annihilation, but he also took revenge. Coupled with the later incidents, what did he fail to do?

There is a rather terrifying force of action in him.

Fang Zheng didn't make any accusations, he sighed lightly and said, "The old man knows, thank you Tan Yue for solving your doubts. Tan Yue can now explain his intentions. 」

Qiao Heng knew it was time.

He lowered his eyes slightly, hid the gloom under his eyes, and then bowed slightly, and after a bow, he sat down again and said unhurriedly, "I want to borrow a scroll of the scriptures of your temple. 」

Fang Zheng: "I don't know which one?"

Qiao Heng spit out the last three words: "Yi Jin Jing." 」

Master Fang Sheng was stunned and asked, "What are you talking about?"

The Yijin Sutra was passed down from the ancestor of Bodhidharma, not to mention that it was placed in the Shaolin Temple, even if you look at the whole rivers and lakes, it is a supreme martial arts treasure.

It does not belong to the external strength, it is all tied to the veins and five internal organs, nourishing blood and nourishing qi, the internal force is muddy but not condensed, the line is not dispersed, it is born from the inside, and benefits the body surface. After practice, the internal force moves at will, exhaling and breathing, like the tide rising and falling, as if there is nowhere to focus, but it is like a river wandering, and the strength is inexhaustible.

If you want to practice this exercise, wisdom and blessing are indispensable.

Even he didn't have the opportunity to learn this exercise.

Qiao Heng repeated: "I want to borrow a list of the Yijin Sutra below. 」

Master Fang Sheng was angry in his heart, this was simply to force them to hand over the treasure of the Shaolin Temple by the power of the imperial court.

Master Fang Sheng said, "Master Qiao is cautious. 」

Qiao Heng didn't look at him, his eyes only fell on Fang Zheng, waiting for the other party's reply.

Since Fang had just heard Qiao Heng's intentions, Fang Zheng, who had never spoken, finally spoke: "Yes. 」

Master Fang Sheng couldn't understand it, "Senior brother!"

"Actually, Tan Yue was not the first person to come to seek the Yi Jin Sutra, but Lao Yue's answer was the same as at the beginning. This Yijin Sutra has always been a secret of Shaolin, and I want to observe this exercise, I wonder if Tan Yue is willing to enter my Buddha and take refuge in my Buddha?" Fang Zheng's eyes were like electricity, and he shot sharply into Qiao Heng's eyes.

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