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Therefore, during this period of time, although his cultivation has not improved by leaps and bounds, it has definitely advanced significantly.

You must know that this is not easy, he is now at a high level, and it is very difficult to increase every point of cultivation.

At this moment, his confidence is expanding like never before, and it is at an extreme peak.

And at this time, he naturally thought of Long Xiaotian.

This is the strongest opponent he has encountered in the true sense of the word after entering the high level.

In the last war, both sides suffered a lot of injuries, and he still suffered a small loss, and he has always held a breath in his heart.

Feeling the confidence and momentum exuded by the young man's body, a smile appeared on the corner of the middle-aged man's mouth.

The young master's strength is getting stronger and stronger.

The young master is only so young, and he already has such a high strength, and his future achievements can be imagined......

With such a person, the future future is undoubtedly imaginable.

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Xiao Yi didn't know what was happening in the outside world, and he didn't have time to care about what was happening in the outside world.

In order to get out of the clutches of the devil as soon as possible and get rid of the pain, he has worked hard and completely devoted himself to the scripture pavilion and the scriptures one by one.

There is a saying that life is like rape, and you can't resist it. You can only enjoy it with your legs open.

Xiao Yi had a deep feeling for this sentence.

Maybe it's because of the pressure, but with the goal. Maybe he knows that he can't escape and must face it.

In short, the scriptures that were originally difficult to understand in Xiao Yi's eyes, and they were not interested at all, but after Xiao Yi calmed down, he slowly discovered it. It doesn't seem to be as boring as it seems.

Although, there are many scriptures in his opinion. Actually, it's very nonsense, but there are also a lot of scriptures, which seem to be quite interesting and reasonable.

For example, "Bodhi has no tree." Spiegel is not a ......"

Another example is "all laws arise from fate." The Dharmas ...... Cause and Cause to Destroy"

And so on, the ideas displayed in these Buddhist scriptures have triggered him to think deeply, and triggered him to think about some things, some problems that he has never thought of before.

It even made him faintly feel a sense of epiphany.

Moreover, what even he didn't realize was that his state of mind, day by day, was becoming more and more detailed in the Buddhist scriptures.

In the beginning. The state of mind that is eager to leave is even slowly fading. The original anxiety and pain are also disappearing little by little.

When a person is engaged in something, time will always pass very quickly.

I devoted myself to those Buddhist scriptures day by day, and in a blink of an eye, half a year passed.

In the past half a year, Xiao Yi has almost eaten and lived in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and has never left the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion for half a step.

At the beginning, those Shaolin disciples were still a little unaccustomed to Xiao Yi, a special person in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, especially to call Xiao Yi his uncle, which was even more awkward, but slowly, he gradually got used to it.

Of course, some people who have a particularly big opinion of Xiao Yi, such as those who have a good relationship with the few monks killed by Xiao Yi and are relatively close, still don't call Xiao Yi this uncle, and even when they meet, they won't give Xiao Yi a good look.

But for this, Xiao Yi naturally didn't bother with them.

Even if they didn't shout, his heart was more comfortable.

Although he has been in Shaolin for more than half a year, he still has no way to accept the profession of monk, every time those Shaolin monks call him uncle, he feels panicked in his heart, which makes him feel as if he has really become a monk.

But fortunately, there are not many times when he is panicked in this way.

Those Shaolin monks, most of them are warrior monks, more interested in martial arts cultivation, basically few are interested in those Buddhist scriptures, at the beginning, because the old monk of Tianyi is here, many disciples, and often run here, one is the star effect, many disciples, all want to come to worship this legendary ancestor, and secondly, they are also counting on seeing if there is any opportunity to get the guidance of the old monk.

But when they came a few more times, they finally found that in fact, this legendary ancestor Tianyi old monk was actually just like that, there was nothing special, and everyone's curiosity was less, and besides, this ancestor sat there almost every day to meditate, and he didn't even raise his eyes to look at them, let alone open his mouth to point out something.

After a long time, they put away that thought, and they didn't bother to run to the Scripture Pavilion again.

The only thing that gave Xiao Yi a headache was one of his old acquaintances, Zhiyi.

He really didn't know what kind of head this old monk was, what was going on in his head.

In his mind, this monk should be the most hateful to him, and he should be the most fierce one who shouts and kills when he sees him, after all, no matter what, his senior brothers were indeed killed by him Xiao Yi at the beginning, and several of them were killed in front of him.

But this old monk seemed to be convulsed, and every time he was respectful to him, calling him uncle.

At first, he felt that this old monk might be acting in front of the old monk Tianyi, which was a hypocritical pretentiousness, so he didn't pay much attention to it.

But later, he finally felt that something didn't seem right, this old monk seemed to be really calling him uncle sincerely.

At this moment, he suddenly felt uncomfortable.

Xiao Yi's character is relatively direct, people respect him for a foot, he respects people for a foot, and when people offend him, he also respects a hundred feet.

If Zhiyi had a straight face on him, or even scolded him or something, he would be comfortable, but this old monk Zhiyi did this, and in his heart, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, although those Shaolin monks really deserved to die, he didn't regret killing them at all, but after all, they were people's brothers, wasn't they?

Now people are shouting one by one, respectfully and respectfully to him, how can this make him not feel awkward?

Moreover, this old monk didn't know if his head was cramping, and he was particularly interested in the scriptures of the Scripture Pavilion, and he often appeared in the Scripture Pavilion.

Another headache for Xiao Yi is Wusheng.

This old monk is more often than Zhiyi in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, except for an occasional few days a month, most of the time is in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

The old monk dangled in front of him every day, and he also said a junior brother on the left and a junior brother on the right, which made Xiao Yi have goosebumps all over his body, and that's it, he always had a sincere attitude, constantly pestering him, asking him for medical skills and the like, disturbing and affecting his progress in reading those Buddhist scriptures.

Xiao Yi originally ignored him at first, but in the end, he really had no choice, he couldn't stand the entanglement of this old monk, and this old monk sent him all kinds of delicious food all day long to bribe him.

In this Shaolin Temple, Xiao Yi, who eats the light and scummy meal every day, and his mouth has long faded out of the bird, was not able to resist the temptation in the end.

Although the meals that Wusheng gave him were all fasting rice, I have to say that this guy's fasting rice is indeed a must, and those vegetarian dishes were made by him to make the taste of fresh fish and meat, so that Xiao Yi can satisfy his hunger a little.

In the end, Xiao Yi, who eats other people's soft mouths, has to take some time out to talk to him about some medical skills while reading those scriptures every day.

And for these things, the old monk Tianyi, who sat in the scripture pavilion all day, also seemed to be unaware of it, and did not say anything.

Not to mention expressing his position, he is like a completely invisible person, a transparent person, in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, except for the occasional silent flipping through one or two scriptures, he is sitting there cross-legged, closing his eyes, and he doesn't know whether to sit or sleep, and even Xiao Yi who is in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion every day, he almost forgets that there is such a personal storage zài as him every day.

As the days went by, Xiao Yi even forgot that he was in Shaolin and was being a prisoner.

Until one day, when he stood in front of the bookshelf of the Scripture Pavilion, he suddenly found that there was only one row of books left on the bookshelf in front of him.

He suddenly realized that he had unconsciously read almost all the Buddhist scriptures in the Scripture Pavilion.

also suddenly remembered the agreement he had with the old monk Tianyi.

I was finally able to leave Shaolin.

Looking at the bookshelf in front of him, thinking that he would be able to finish reading the collection of books immediately, and that he would be able to get out of the sea of suffering and see the light of day again, even if he had been in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion for a year and read all the Buddhist scriptures, Xiao Yi's heart still couldn't help but feel a trace of excitement.

That old monk, you won't lie to me.

After a burst of excitement, Xiao Yi's heart subconsciously gave birth to a sense of insecurity of gains and losses.

As soon as this feeling grows, it is difficult to restrain itself and becomes more and more intense.

No, I'll have to ask the old monk.

The more he thought about it, the more uneasy Xiao Yi became, no longer had the heart to continue to read the Buddhist scriptures below, put down the book of the Sutra he had just picked up in his hand, turned around and walked in the direction of the old monk Tianyi sitting in front of him.

"Old monk, our previous agreement is still valid, you said that as long as I finish reading the Buddhist scriptures in this room, I will let me out, and it doesn't count if I can't speak."

The location of the old monk of Tianyi is not difficult to find, for Xiao Yi, who has been staying in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, he is even more familiar, and after a few turns, he saw the old monk of Tianyi sitting with his eyes closed and his demeanor peaceful.

Standing in front of Tianyi, Xiao Yi did not have the respect he should have when facing a legendary-level master, let alone the consciousness of a disciple.

"Amitabha!"

The old monk opened his eyes, with a kind smile in his eyes, and he didn't have the slightest anger at Xiao Yi's somewhat bad attitude and tone, "What the old monk said, it is naturally counted. (To be continued......)