"Is there nothing that can be done?" Jiang Yun asked. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"There is no way, but I don't know if it is feasible to try!"

"What?"

"You let me see how much your Cold Moon Body has fused with your body!"

"How do you know how much is fused?" Jiang Yun thought about the ice crystals that suddenly took off his shirt to expose his chest and said, "I don't know if this ice crystal is caused by the cold moon as you said, I only know that these two wounds are very strange." ”

The abbot looked at the two ice crystals on Jiang Yun's chest with a solemn face, "It's strange why they gather into two points alone, doesn't the record say that they are all covered by faces?"

"Didn't perceive. ”

Noticing the darkness in Jiang Yun's slightly deeper wounds, he asked, "What is this?"

Jiang Yun said: "I don't know what's going on, probably because the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion was injured by the burial seniors." ”

Although he was puzzled, he couldn't tell clearly, nodded and said, "The ice crystals haven't covered the body yet, so I think there should be a chance." ”

Hearing this, Jiang Yun suddenly remembered that when he used his internal force in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, he attached a thin layer of ice to his chest, and as soon as the words came to his mouth, he thought about it and just said, "What will happen if it is covered with ice?"

"If the ice covers your body, it proves that the ice has become an indispensable part of your body, and it can no longer be separated. Then it will become more and more abundant as it absorbs more and more cold air, and finally it will cover the whole body with ice crystals, until finally even the brain is invaded by the cold poison into the zombie sanity, and the body finally can't withstand the cold air that continues to pour in and explodes. ”

Jiang Yun didn't dare to mention the matter of the ice covering his chest when he thought of this, and said in his heart: "It's just that there should be no problem with covering it for a while." "I don't know what the abbot master can do?" Jiang Yun asked.

"Presumably the donor knows that Shaolin is the supreme master of the Yijin Sutra!"

"Yijin Sutra!" Jiang Yun was startled, and said in his heart: "Not only do I know but I have also learned, but it is passed down by the predecessors of the Funeral Sutra, but the predecessors of the Funeral Sutra really dare not agree, and it is not easy to tell Ran." ”

"That's right, cultivating the Yi Jin Sutra may be able to dissolve the cold poison in your body and eliminate the Cold Moon Body, even if you can't completely solve your Cold Moon Body, it can also delay the period of your Cold Moon Outbreak some. He frowned when he said this, "It's just that the I Ching tendons are my Shaolin mastery, and the cultivator must be my Shaolin disciple, and he must also break through the Muren Alley and break through the bronze man array to be qualified!"

"Such trouble?" Jiang Yunxin said: "It's okay to break into the Wood Man Alley and break the bronze man, and you still want me to be a monk?! This is not appropriate! Fortunately, the predecessors of the funeral scripture have already taught me the scriptures, otherwise I am really as the old abbot said, I am afraid that I Jiang Yun will explode and die before the name of the thief is out!"

Ran ran and said: "There is no way, the law handed down by Shaolin Temple through the generations, in the past hundred years, no one has made an exception except for the ancestor of Deshan in order to save the funeral uncle." However, the funeral master has now converted to Buddhism, and it is naturally not a problem to cross the wooden alley with his martial arts, so it is not an exception. But Master Jiang, you have already worshiped under the Holy Gate of Thieves and want to enter the Buddha Gate, but I am afraid that your master will not be willing, not to mention that if you shave your life for the sake of your life, you are afraid that the monk will not be able to do it for long!"

Seeing that Jiang Yun was not a monk, Jiang Yun was embarrassed to pretend to be a monk, so he said, "Then there is no other way?"

"Actually, the day you came, I knew that you were going to the Scripture Pavilion......"

Jiang Yun was shocked: "How did you know that I was going to the Hidden Scripture Pavilion?"

He smiled lightly: "I know who is the thief of the saint, if the apprentice he accepts is an honest person, I am afraid that no one will believe it." ”

Jiang Yun's face turned red and it was even more difficult to say anything, so he continued: "The old man owes your master a favor, I went to find the funeral scripture uncle that night, just hoping that he can pass on your Yijin Sutra, if the funeral scripture uncle teaches the Yijin Sutra, no one will know, and no one will have any objections, but the funeral scripture uncle is rebellious by nature, and he doesn't like others to disturb him when he hides in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, so whether he can pass on your Yijin Sutra can only depend on creation." When he said this, he frowned and said, "But I don't want to forget the time, and it happened to be in time for that day." There have been too many things happening in Shaolin Temple recently, and Lao Wei is really too busy to let Jiang Shizhu suffer from the danger. ”

Jiang Yun apologized for a while when he saw it, and thought that the abbot actually worked hard for himself and said, "Jiang Yun thank Abbot Ran for helping me so much!"

"Alas......" sighed, "but it's all useless." "I don't know that Jiang Yun got the funeral scripture and passed on the martial arts, so naturally I don't know that Jiang Yun has actually memorized the mental formula of the Yijin Sutra in his mind.

"Actually......" Jiang Yun hesitated to tell whether to tell the funeral scriptures about his martial arts, and finally said after thinking about it again and again: "Actually, I have already been taught the Yijin Sutra by the predecessors of the funeral scriptures." Jiang Yun's heart was clear, and the abbot was honest with himself, if he hid it again, he would be too villainous.

"What about the funeral scripture uncle passed on to you the Yijin Sutra?" Jiang Yun was a little surprised when he said this.

Jiang Yun told him about the process of passing on the funeral scriptures to his Yijin Sutra, and thought that the predecessors of the funeral scriptures forced themselves to apprentice for the sake of their own lives, and felt even more guilty about the funeral scriptures.

"Amitabha," he said, "I can't tell you how it feels to practice the Yijin Sutra since Master Jiang has been taught by his predecessors?"

Jiang Yun disturbed his head and said: "The younger generation is dull, although the burial scriptures were passed on to me by the seniors, but I haven't started to practice yet, I probably understand three points, just write down the mantra." ”

"Come to think of it, how can you learn these days in the pavilion, then without further ado, Master Jiang will stay in Shaolin Temple for a long time and wait for the Yijin Sutra to be practiced before going down the mountain, firstly, if you don't understand anything, you can ask the funeral scripture uncle, and secondly, finally let the old man return your master's favor!"

Knowing this, Jiang Yun couldn't say thank you for persuading him like this, but he was a little uneasy when he thought of the deep Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of the burial scripture predecessors, and said in his heart: "It doesn't matter if you want me to stay and cultivate the Yijin Sutra, just ask me to find the burial scripture seniors." Although Jiang Yun felt a lot of guilt about the funeral scriptures, he thought that if the funeral predecessors acted unreasonably, he would have to keep them for ten or eight years...... "I owe so much to the funeral scriptures, where do I dare to see him!" So he asked: "Is there anyone else in Shaolin Temple who practices the Yijin Sutra?"

Ran shook his head, "Where is the Yijin Sutra so easy to learn, there is no one else in the temple who practices this exercise except for the predecessors of the Burial Sutra." ”

"Master Abbot, you haven't cultivated either?" Jiang Yun thought that this Shaolin peerless school should have been learned by several masters.

"Lao Qu began to practice Vajra Boxing when he was a teenager, and then went to Vajra Palm, Vajra Finger, and practiced Vajra is not bad. Now, for more than 70 years, if I need to dissolve the original internal force to cultivate the Yijin Sutra again, then wouldn't my more than 70 years of cultivation be in vain. ”

Jiang Yun couldn't help but ask when he heard this: "So which one is more powerful, Abbot King Kong is not bad, or Yijin Jing?"

He smiled lightly: "The Yijin Sutra is just an internal strength method, and the Vajra is not bad but has both internal and external strength, and it is complemented by the Vajra Finger Vajra Palm." What do you think of that?"

Jiang Yun sighed and said: "No wonder the abbot is reluctant to cultivate the Yi Jin Sutra, it turns out that this King Kong is not bad, and the body is more powerful than the Yi Jin Sutra!"

"Haha!" laughed out loud, "Who do you think is better than me or the funeral senior?"

Jiang Yun had seen the Funeral Sutra and Zhi Ran fighting, but it was not easy to say it on the surface, but the abbot was weaker than the predecessor of the Funeral Sutra, so he said: "I see that the two of you have your own strengths, and you can't see the high and low." ”

"My more than seventy years of King Kong is not bad, but the Yi Jin Sutra that Uncle Fang has cultivated for thirty years, can you tell me who is strong and who is weak?"

Jiang Yun suddenly realized that he had a higher opinion of the Yijin Sutra in his heart, and he couldn't help but turn out the mantra left in his mind.

Ran picked up the tea on the table, the tea was no longer hot, it was a little warm. He tasted it carefully and said, "Master Jiang will start retreating from now on, my Shaolin has been so busy with recultivation that I don't have much time to accompany my little friends." ”

"Thank you, Master Abbot!" Jiang Yun said. But when I thought of retreating, a wave of worry welled up between my eyebrows.

"For the sake of the dark shadow?" "Seeing through Jiang Yun's thoughts, rest assured, my Shaolin Temple will definitely not let their conspiracy succeed." I have already sent people down the mountain to investigate, as long as I find the mastermind and evidence behind the black shadow, the old man will convene a martial arts conference to eradicate this martial arts tumor, so as not to cause trouble to the rivers and lakes. ”

Jiang Yun saw that his kind face was exuding such a powerful energy at this time, and he suddenly felt a sense of relief in his heart, this was different from the murderous aura that made people's backs chill when he encountered the charm before, and it was also different from the domineering spirit that was extremely arrogant and made people dare not get close.

Jiang Yun couldn't help but nodded.