India as a whole is not at peace, especially in the religious circles.

It can be said that the religion of India is equivalent to the history of India, which cannot be seen in any other country and civilization, and perhaps the same is true of the peoples in the Himalayas, and the religious documents in the Potala Palace are equivalent to the history of the entire nation.

This is the result of a long period of theocratic rule.

The Yunxiang Temple, which had been quiet for many years, was no longer calm and was caught up in it.

Wang Hengxiao followed the old monk Suo Luo into the temple, although the temple building is very simple, everywhere reveals a sense of vicissitudes, but the sacred tranquility is gone, and there is a tense atmosphere everywhere.

"Donor, please, this is the best room in our temple, and in the evening, we will bring the meal to the donor."

Jiamo took Wang Hengxiao to a wing room in the far corner of the east of the temple, and said respectfully, although he saw that Wang Hengxiao was very young, it could be said that he was young, at most eighteen or nineteen years old, but the ancestor said that this was a master-level figure, and he was from the East, so he had to be respectful.

Wang Hengxiao nodded and said, "Where is the Scripture Pavilion in your temple?" ”

Jama had already been instructed by Sula, and everything in the Cloud Elephant Temple was open to this benefactor, and no corners were hidden, even the most precious scripture pavilion.

This is also the reason why Jiamo is respectful to Wang Hengxiao, because not everyone can enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion in the temple, only the great elders and hosts of the past dynasties can enter and exit at will, and see all the literature metal, and everyone else can only wait until permission to read limited books within a limited range.

As soon as this Shi came, he was allowed by the Great Elder to read all the scriptures of the Scripture Pavilion. It can be seen that the identity is not simple, and the ability is definitely not simple.

Hearing Wang Hengxiao's words, Jia Mo stretched out his hand and guided: "Here, if the donor wants to go, I will take you over, there is no one in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion today, and the Great Elder will come back to discuss things with the host." ”

"Tomorrow, the people from Nalanda Monastery will come."

Jama said worried.

Wang Hengxiao said with a smile: "Don't worry, your calamity will pass this time, this is a test for you." Now take me to the Scripture Pavilion. I'm here for the books in your Scripture Pavilion. ”

Jama nodded. Expressing understanding, many other temple monks have traveled here in order to see the ancient scriptures of Yunxiang Temple, but for thousands of years. And only a few people are qualified to see it. And watched. After his departure, all of them were among the most influential monks in India at that time.

In recent decades, temples such as Nalanda Temple. There are also people in the government who are fighting the idea of the Yunxiang Temple, because the Yunxiang Temple is not famous, but it has a long history and many secrets.

If it weren't for the existence of Suoluo, who had resisted the challenges of several major temples, I was afraid that Yunxiang Temple had been annexed and relocated, and those scriptures would definitely be divided up by the major temples, and even everyone copied a copy.

The Yunxiang Temple is full of ethereal smell, which may have something to do with the fact that the entire temple is built on the mountainside.

The Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is actually a sealed cave in the deepest part of the Yunxiang Temple, also known as the Tibetan Scripture Cave. Jiamo brought Wang Hengxiao here and turned around and left.

There was an old man guarding the entrance of the cave, holding his head, and the ring scar could be seen on the top of his head, and when he saw Wang Hengxiao, he clasped his hands together and said: "The donor is finally here!" ”

Wang Hengxiao glanced at the old monk in surprise and said, "Do you know me?" ”

The old monk opened his eyes at this time, but his eyes were empty, there were no eyeballs, but he was blind, but Wang Hengxiao felt that he could see himself, and he also felt that there were waves around the other party's body, like his own brain waves.

"The donor has a wisdom root, and the last time he came back to talk to me, you are even more unfathomable than he said."

The old monk looked straight at Wang Hengxiao with a pair of empty eyes, and a fierce wave shot towards Wang Hengxiao in an instant.

Wang Hengxiao was caught off guard, as if he was hit hard, but it was not physical, but in the brain, but it was only a moment of discomfort, and the other party's shock wave only acted on the brain, but it was too weak for Wang Hengxiao.

"I have heard for a long time that there are monks in Tianzhu who can open the eyes of heaven, do you want to come here?"

Wang Hengxiao's heart moved, and her mind was excited.

A vast wave instantly surrounded the old monk.

The old monk suddenly took a few steps back, hurriedly folded his hands, and muttered: "Amitabha Buddha ......" A layer of hazy golden light appeared around his body.

Wang Hengxiao always pays attention to the changes in the other party.

This layer of brilliance is emitted by the old monk's body, just like his own light in the arena sky, but he is much weaker than himself.

It seems that the monks of Tianzhu are indeed not to be underestimated.

Especially in martial arts, it seems that in some areas they are already ahead of China.

It has to do with their religious culture, thousands of years of religious culture, studying theology, studying physical potential, always getting some way out.

Using his breath and the qi and blood in his body, this old monk was able to absorb the light around him.

This ability, Chinese martial arts do not have, and it is also the ability that Wang Hengxiao realized only after cultivating to the current realm, or it can be said to be a natural ability.

"The donor spared the poor monk, you are a master with great magical powers, but you are bullying the poor monk."

The old monk hurriedly begged for mercy.

Wang Hengxiao was speechless for a moment, but you did it first, and now it seems that I am bullying others, and sure enough, the monks are thick-skinned, and they can be called the first in the world.

"Take me in and see your scriptures, I made a bet with Master Suo Luo at the beginning, he lost, but he promised, you can't hide any information from me, I want to see all the scriptures and documents of your Yunxiang Temple."

Wang Hengxiao walked in with his hands behind his back, and the old monk led the way in front and continued: "If I find out that you have hidden it from me, don't blame me for being rude, I think Master Suo Luo knows my methods best." ”

The old monk said in a calm tone: "All the scriptures of our Yunxiang Temple for thousands of years are in this cave. What you see in other places is a manuscript. ”

In Yunxiang Temple, there are no printed books.

All the scriptures and IQ writings here are written by hand by the monks in the temple.

Wang Hengxiao admires this very much, has his own cultural insistence, look at Shaolin and other domestic temples, the scriptures in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion are all printed versions, those original editions have been collected, not easy to show people, looking at it is very disobedient.

Bang!

A stone door was pushed open.

A smell of books came to my face.

The old monk said lightly: "Inside is the scripture cave." I won't go in, old man. Note to the donor, I will bring water and food every day. ”

Wang Hengxiao nodded, stepped into the Tibetan scripture cave, and the stone door behind him automatically slowed down the monk. Wang Hengxiao glanced back. I just saw the empty eyes of the old monk.

"Amitabha!"

The old monk faced Wang Hengxiao. Put your hands together and chant a Buddha name.

Bang!

The stone door was completely closed.

Wang Hengxiao had a hint of foreboding in his heart, but his eyes instantly noticed some pictures and ancient Indian characters carved on the stone gate.

Slash-and-burn. The winds of change.

The picture depicts a picture of the changing world.

Letting go of the thoughts in her heart, Wang Hengxiao turned around and looked at the neat books placed on the shelves, thinking that this time she could finally learn about Indian martial arts and culture.

Wang Hengxiao is the master of Chinese martial arts, his own speech is the most authoritative, in his heart that the martial arts of every nation, not only martial arts, including other things, are closely related to history and culture, if you want to practice the martial arts of this country, you must first understand the culture of this nation, and even study thoroughly, in order to truly understand the depth of its martial arts culture connotation and essence.

In particular, Indian martial arts, which developed from religion, has particularly high requirements for ideology, so it is difficult to cultivate to a high level without understanding Indian culture and religious culture, and Yang Wuji is an obvious example.

Although Yang Wuji has traveled in several major temples in India, relying on his profound martial arts to gain recognition and read some books, he also does not have a deep understanding of Indian martial arts, so he can not cultivate a high realm, he can only understand some martial arts skills and health maintenance skills, to integrate into his own martial arts system, enhance cultivation, the initial integration of the two major martial arts, and also produced some chemical reactions, which greatly increased Yang Wuji's strength, so he is called a strong man in the mythical realm, second only to Wang Hengxiao.

If Yang Wuji can thoroughly understand India's religious culture and religious thoughts, and use this to understand India's martial arts system, then his achievements will definitely be more than that, although it may be a little difficult to catch up with Wang Hengxiao's height, but he can also compete with Wang Hengxiao, unlike at this time, in the hands of Wang Hengxiao, there is no more than one move.

At this point, Yang Wuji does not have Wang Hengxiao's thorough understanding.

The reason why Yang Wuji can cultivate Chinese martial arts to a very high level is because Chinese martial arts pay more attention to skills than thoughts, such as the three major internal boxing, as long as you thoroughly master the core of boxing, step by step cultivation, rely on diligence, you can always have good cultivation, plus good talent, it is not impossible to enter the peak.

But in India, that's not possible.

India's martial arts masters, May Day is not a temple but a monk, and they are all high-ranking monks in the field of religion.

Therefore, Indian martial arts are not strong in terms of technical skills, because without the monks of that temple going back to fight every day, without actual combat, naturally there will not be much powerful fighting skills.

Yunxiang Temple, Wang Hengxiao was not chosen at random.

It is one of the oldest temples in India, but it has always been low-key and has little reputation outside, but in the religious realm, it has a high status.

It can be said to be one of the symbols of India's religious culture.

Wang Hengxiao casually picked up a scripture book on the outermost bookshelf and read it.

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In the Yunxiang Temple, the old monk Suo Luo's face was gloomy and terrifying.

There were four people sitting opposite him, one of them was the presiding officer of Yunxiang Temple, and his two snow-white eyebrows were also lowered, and his face was calm, and the other three were not small.

The martial arts hall of Nalanda Monastery is presided over, and the monk is Yundun.

Shiva Sect External Affairs Host, Lolo!

Director of the Indian Religious Special Office, Pami Shi.

They didn't leave the Yunxiang Temple as the two fat monks Jiamo and Junwen said. It's in Yunxiang Temple, as for the reason why they concealed it, it was because of Wang Hengxiao.

"Masters, he has entered the Hidden Scripture Cave."

At this time, the old monk with empty eyes walked in briskly and said to everyone.

The calamity turned his head to look at Suo Luo and said, "Suo, the matter has come to this, you don't have to think too much about leaving a knot in your heart. This son is my great enemy of India. It is also an evil demon that disturbs the world of the world, in the past few years, look at the entire world of the world has been disrupted by the order, get rid of this son. It is a great thing to do for the world. Your merits are immeasurable. ”

The old monk closed his lips tightly and did not speak. The faster twisting of the rosary in his hand showed the unrest of his heart.

The Tibetan Scripture Cave, only a few people know the Dao, the Tibetan Scripture Cave. In fact, it was a prison cage, when Shakyamuni was imprisoned in this cave by other religious powers, and wanted to let him starve to death in it, but he didn't expect Shakyamuni to realize a lot of martial arts in the cave, and finally opened the passage, and built the Yunxiang Temple again to commemorate this catastrophe.

Thousands of years have passed, and no one knows the secret of the Tao except for the Yunxiang Temple itself and the religious leaders who imprisoned Shakyamuni back then.

Half a month ago, people from Nalanda Temple and Shivaism, as well as the Indian Special Religious Office, came to Yunxiang Temple, and they knew about the gambling contract between Yunxiang Temple and Wang Hengxiao, as well as the relationship between Suo Luo and Wang Hengxiao.

Therefore, I want Yunxiang Temple to use the Tibetan Scripture Cave as bait to introduce Wang Hengxiao into it, and then imprison him in it. They don't believe that Wang Hengxiao will be able to get out of it like Shakyamuni, who had great wisdom back then. What's more, the people of Nalanda Temple and Shiva also brought secret things that could activate the various arrangements for the imprisonment of Shakyamuni in this cave, and even Shakyamuni was imprisoned here for nearly fifteen years before he got out.

They believe that no matter how powerful Wang Hengxiao is, it will take twenty years before he can come out, provided that he is not starved to death, and the news they got shows that Wang Hengxiao does not seem to need to eat to maintain the survival of his body, so after twenty years, it is possible for Wang Hengxiao to really get out of trouble.

However, twenty years have passed at that time, and twenty years have been vicissitudes, who will remember him when the time comes?

And when the time comes, who will be afraid of him?

Without the martial arts alliance under the leadership of Wang Hengxiao, will it still dominate the world?

The first of the major religions in India would not agree, if it weren't for the fear of Wang Hengxiao, they might have jumped out some time ago to announce the formation of a martial arts alliance to the whole world, and declared war on the martial arts alliance formed by Wang Hengxiao.

When the time comes, they will annex the Chinese Martial Arts Alliance and become the largest martial arts organization in the world, leading the world into the era of martial arts in India.

Even the United States will compromise with them!

Everything was planned perfectly.

Suo Luo couldn't stop it, even if he admired Wang Hengxiao very much in his heart, and even had some taste of sympathy, he couldn't bear to see Wang Hengxiao suffer such a huge disaster.

However, he alone could not stop this from happening.

"Very good, your Yunxiang Temple has lost the Tibetan Scripture Cave, lost thousands of years of scriptures, our Nalanda Temple will help you rebuild, and you also need to get out of here."

The monk of Nalanda Monastery said majestically, "I will propose that you join the Religious Council and the Martial Arts Association. ”

In order to control the martial arts alliance to be established in India to the greatest extent, the major religious organizations have organized religious councils and martial arts association councils to control the martial arts associations, even the government, in which the voice is very small, is a huge organization controlled by the major religious organizations.

"How does the U.S. respond?"

The person from the Religious Special Office asked.

"Yes, but let them lift all the restrictions on us, it's time for us to rise."

Pamis said fiercely.

Suo Luo opened his eyes and said lightly: "Wang Hengxiao is not a person who can be limited so easily, even if he can be trapped for twenty years, I believe that when he comes out, he will be even greater than the Buddha, and then it will be the time when all of us will be destroyed, including the billion people on our earth." ”

Even highly conscious monks such as Sara see themselves as the masters of this land, which is the inheritance of thousands of years of religious aristocratic culture.

"Then when the time comes, if he really does this, he will be the public enemy of the World Lu Realm, and I don't think he can fight against the entire World Lu Realm alone."

The catastrophe said in a deep voice: "Even if the Buddha is reborn, he will be helpless in the face of the current society. ”

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The ominous premonition in Wang Hengxiao's heart became deeper and deeper.

Immediately put down a scripture in his hand, this is a book about the changes in Shakyamuni's early thoughts, and it should be unique in the whole world.

In fact, many of the scriptures in this cave are unique.

Wang Hengxiao was in no mood to look at these at this time, so he immediately came to bring the entrance to the cave and shouted loudly: "Open the door!" ”

The palm of his hand instantly pressed on the stone door, pulling vigorously to both sides, but the stone door did not move at all. Wang Hengxiao was taken aback, his strength was not trivial, a slap was slapped, it was a stone one person high, and it was all about to be broken, this stone gate just saw that it was obviously only a foot of backing, how could he withstand his own strength?

Present!

Wang Hengxiao took a step back, and in an instant, it was a punch that hit the stone gate.

Rumble!

With a soft sound, Wang Hengxiao was shocked by the huge force of the shock and took a step back, his eyes looked at the stone gate incredulously, the stone gate was still not moving, not even a trace of cracks, he had already used eighty percent of his strength just now.

With his eighty percent strength at this time, he can definitely beat a Tucker backwards, and with the explosion of skill and strength, it is not difficult to break Tucker.

But the stone gate did not move, nor did it break!

Definitely not an ordinary stone.

Thinking about precipitation, Wang Hengxiao once again threw five punches in succession, each punch was a full force, the airflow in the entire scripture cave was shaken, and the scriptures flew everywhere.

Boom Boom Boom!

The entire stone cave shook, but the stone door remained unchanged, and the dust did not fall a single layer. (To be continued......)