Glancing at the wall above, Ye Tiannan ran wildly towards the front for a distance, and climbed the wall at a very fast speed, he didn't believe it, this person reacted so quickly, did he really think he was stupid? Always walled in one place.

It's just that this idea in Ye Tiannan's mind just fell, and another stone hit like a cannonball, Ye Tiannan didn't see it clearly, he was hit again, and the whole person fell from above.

Next, Ye Tiannan changed several places in a row, but he was still hit by a nuclear hit, and no one was spared, no matter how Ye Tiannan changed places to put on the wall, he was always knocked down the moment the person just went up.

Ye Tiannan was frightened at the same time, he no longer climbed the wall, but turned around and walked out.

At three o'clock in the morning, Ye Tiannan quietly came to the temple gate, which was unguarded, which was also convenient for Ye Tiannan, and he was also curious about what was behind the wall.

Ye Tiannan ran in, pressed one hand on the wall, and the whole person was just about to climb up.

"Amitabha." A voice came from behind him, Ye Tiannan was shocked, he didn't know who was close to him so closely, he didn't even notice it, if he did it to himself just now, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Turning his head, an old man in a yellow robe stood there, and when he saw himself looking over, he immediately folded his hands.

"Donor, I don't know what's the point of breaking into this ancient temple at night?"

Being caught red-handed, Ye Tiannan was inevitably a little embarrassed, but for the sake of safety in the future, Ye Tiannan could be regarded as letting go.

"Abbot, hello, my name is Ye Tiannan, I am from Xijiang, because I am difficult, I want to learn a self-defense martial art, I don't know if I can." The person in front of him has white eyebrows and beards, and he is still wearing a red robe at such an old age, so he is obviously the host here.

"Master Ye, if you really want to learn martial arts, there are martial arts everywhere in the world, so why bother to learn my Shaolin martial arts."

"Abbot, what you said is wrong, the world's martial arts out of Shaolin, although this is somewhat absolute, but it is enough to show the status of Shaolin in the martial arts, I am indeed scared by a person, not afraid of your jokes, I just want to learn a martial art, such as Shaolin Washing the Pulp Sutra, Yijin Sutra and other unique learning."

After listening to Ye Tiannan's words, the host in front of him obviously couldn't help but shake his head and laugh.

"Donor, you have watched too much TV, I Shaolin has a history of thousands of years since its establishment, and I have never heard of these two martial arts, to the "Diamond Sutra", "Fu Tuo Sutra", "Bodhisattva Precept Sutra", "Great Light Sutra" These are there, I don't know if you are interested in reading it?"

"Are these all unlearned? It's the kind that can cultivate internal strength, and if it is, I'll learn it. ”

"Hehe, donor, it's late at night, rest early." The host in front of him couldn't help but shake his head and smile, turned around and left.

"Abbot, please stay." Ye Tiannan hurriedly chased after him.

"Is Shaolin really unlearned?" Ye Tiannan looked at the host in front of him expectantly.

The host glanced at Ye Tiannan and shook his head.

"Donor, there is no unquenchable hatred in the world, as long as you talk to the other party, I believe that the other party should not be embarrassed by you." Seeing the serious look of the host in front of him, Ye Tiannan couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly.

"Host, you just need to sue me, do you Shaolin really have no internal strength and light skills?"

"Donor, Lao Qu has been in this temple for 50 years, I have never heard or seen the two martial arts of internal strength and light power, don't listen to rumors, my Shaolin physical fitness kung fu is there, if the donor has the heart to learn, you can learn together."

Seeing the host in front of him say this, there must be no internal strength and light skill, Ye Tiannan couldn't hide the disappointment on his face, but there was no way, no is no, and there was no need for the other party to fool himself.

"Excuse me, host." Ye Tiannan folded his hands and bowed to the host.

"You're welcome, donor." The host also returned the salute: "Rest early, listen to the old man's words, there is no hatred in the world." ”

Ye Tiannan shook his head and smiled bitterly a few times, looking at the way King Xilun looked at him that day, it was not an indissoluble hatred at all, but like a mortal enemy, he would fight when he met, and he still didn't know what to do with him, unless it was a killer organization.

Since Shaolin is not as imagined, there are those martial arts masters, Ye Tiannan has to think of a way, such as Wudang, Emei faction, I don't know if there are these, but just go down empty-handed, Ye Tiannan can't help but be a little unwilling.

"Presiding, I wonder if I can borrow a package of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of your temple? Of course, I am paid, and I can donate 10 million incense money. ”

The host glanced at Ye Tiannan and nodded.

"If the donor wants to learn the principles of my Buddhism, why not, as for the incense money, there is no need for it."

"Thank you, host." Ye Tiannan was overjoyed, he didn't expect to be able to read the scriptures so easily, it seems that those martial arts movies and novels are really harmful.

As for the host, he nodded and smiled, and for those people who still want to read those obscure scriptures, the presiding abbot naturally welcomes them with both hands.

"I wonder if I can go now?" Ye Tiannan couldn't help but be a little excited.

"This, naturally, you can walk all the way forward, about 20 minutes of walking, you can see an independent small building, where is my Shaolin library pavilion, all the scriptures, and the past generations of Falun are in it."

"What is Fallon?" Ye Tiannan's heart moved.

"Oh, Falun is the lifelong book of the presiding Buddha of the present generation."

Ye Tiannan immediately understood, that is, just like those people who wrote books and biographies for themselves, and left some previous things for themselves to prevent them from being forgotten by future generations, monks are also people, they don't want money, they don't want power, they naturally care about reputation.

"Then I'll go first."

"Okay, donor, Uncle Mingyue is guarding in the library pavilion, if you have any questions, you can tell him that he is the monk Yueming and let you go."

"Okay." Ye Tiannan was really surprised by the Buddha names of the two, one was Mingyue and the other was Yueming, and the two of them didn't know if they would mess up when they called each other.

Generally, the nameless monks often played in novels or movies, or monks with superb martial arts are all guarding the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and I hope that I will not return empty-handed this time.

According to the direction pointed by the host, sure enough, 20 minutes later, I saw a three-story tower of about 7 meters not far away, which is the kind of building with a pointed head and a tall tower.

Ye Tiannan suddenly became a little excited and excited, and at the same time a little scared, it was so easy to get here, is there really no legendary mastery here, if it is, then he can only go to Wudang and Emei or the Five Tiger Mountain Taoist Temple in Xijiang to try his luck.

Walking up the stairs and turning the corner, I saw an old man with gray hair reading a scripture book on the steps.

Ye Tiannan glanced at the watch in his hand, it was only four o'clock in the morning at this time, he stepped forward, and before he could speak, Ye Tiannan was stunned, and saw that it was the old monk he saw during the day.

"Is that you?" This old monk should be the uncle of Mingyue in the mouth of the Yueming host.

The old monk raised his head and saw Ye Tiannan, but he was not surprised.

"You're finally here, go in, all the scriptures are in it." Ye Tiannan glanced at the scriptures in Monk Mingyue's hand by the way, although it was Sanskrit, Ye Tiannan could still read and understand.

As soon as the "Great Day Rulai Sutra" saw that it was a scripture, Ye Tiannan lost interest, bowed to Monk Mingyue, and turned around and walked into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion behind him.

As soon as he walked into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, Ye Tiannan was immediately shocked, from the outside, this Tibetan Scripture Pavilion was not tall and majestic, but as soon as he walked in, the scriptures placed in it were surrounded layer by layer until the top, and at a cursory glance, there were at least millions of scriptures, so many scriptures, even if there was really a peerless school, he didn't know what year and month he would find it.

Thinking of this, Ye Tiannan couldn't help but run out, but the monk Mingyue who was still sitting there just now was gone, and Ye Tiannan glanced around.

"This old monk always runs very fast, forget it, let's find it yourself."

After Ye Tiannan walked into the Scripture Pavilion, although it was still not dawn, and the light inside was a little dim, it didn't have much impact on Ye Tiannan.

Walking to the bookshelf, there were some book titles written in Sanskrit in front of him, fortunately, Ye Tiannan learned a lot of things, otherwise he really couldn't understand what these titles were, let alone go to find the legendary internal skills.

From four o'clock in the morning to nine o'clock in the morning, Ye Tiannan was tired and had a sore back, and looking for a book was even more tiring than a doctor.

It took almost a morning, but I didn't read a few thousand books, and I read it roughly, Ye Tiannan didn't dare to read the title of the book and didn't look at the content, in case the middle-aged had internal skills, but it wasn't called those names.

It is precisely with this in mind that Ye Tiannan has to open almost every scripture book to take a look, and after making sure that it has nothing to do with the internal strength scriptures, Ye Tiannan will choose the following.

"How?" Behind him came the words of Monk Mingyue.

Ye Tiannan turned his head, and Monk Mingyue was holding a bowl that had been covered in his hand, and there were also a pair of chopsticks in it.

"It's noodles, I don't know if you're in the habit of eating."

"Habit, habit." Ye Tiannan was already so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back, so he walked over, took it, and ate it directly.

"It's delicious, you made it from Mingyue's seniors, right?"

"Oh? You know the name of the old man, hehe, it should be the moonlight little bald donkey to tell you. For Mingyue to call Yueming the host like this, Ye Tiannan was a little ridiculous.

"How's it going, did you get any results in the morning?" The harvest in Mingyue's mouth was naturally to ask Ye Tiannan if he had found any internal skills.

Ye Tiannan shook his head, looking frustrated.

"Alas, millions of dollars, I don't know when to find it, I estimate that at my speed, I will find 10,000 copies a day, and it will take 3 months to find them."

"Isn't that better, when Lord Ye comes out, he can already be the host of this temple."

Listening to the ridicule in Mingyue's mouth, Ye Tiannan couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly.

"Okay, I'm going to work, I hope I can find it."

"Hehe, okay, I believe that Master Ye can also find the book in his mind." Monk Mingyue nodded and smiled as he picked up the plate on the table, turned around and walked out.

For three days in a row, Ye Tiannan spent time looking for scriptures, at the beginning, he could rely on anticipation to find it, and then he relied on perseverance to find it, but now the boring search has made Ye Tiannan have an urge to go crazy.

The books on the bookshelf that were originally neatly placed were also messed up by Ye Tiannan, and they were all over the shelves.

Glancing at his watch, another day has passed, and it is now 1 o'clock in the afternoon, it seems that today is going to be nothing, in the past three days, just eating fasting noodles will make Ye Tiannan crazy.

Looking at the huge library that hadn't even finished finding even one percent, Ye Tiannan really had the urge to go crazy, and the speed of finding 10,000 copies a day that he expected at the beginning was really high on himself.