"They are the disciples of the Silent Academy, and the leader is the eldest disciple of the Silent Academy, Zhihong, and they should have returned from the land of Helong on the border of the Tang Kingdom." Zichen put aside the ear of wheat that he had cut in his hand, and said with a little feeling.

After the death of Songtsen Gampo, the great leader of the barbarian Tubo tribe, the power was in the hands of Lu Dongzan, and began to expand to the surrounding areas, the year before last, the small tribe Tuyuhun attached to the Tang State was annexed, so that the border of the Tang State was bordered by the land of Helong, and the two sides are now always in constant friction, sometimes the war even stretches for thousands of miles.

Every three months, the disciples of the six courtyards of the Shaolin Temple would send a disciple of the courtyard to the border of a vassal state to assist the local defenders in fighting the barbarians. The first is to train the disciples in the sect, the second is to spread the teachings of Buddhism, and the third is to contribute to the protection of the gods.

The summer moon has already appeared before it is completely dark. After Jiang Yun and the five of them finished cutting the wheat and returned to the village, they saw some old people sitting at the gate of their courtyard to enjoy the coolness, and some of them had a big yellow dog lying on their stomachs, stretching out their tongues to dissipate heat.

Zichen and Zikong's house are adjacent to each other, and the two families connect the yard together, and a courtyard gate is opened on one side to the main entrance of the house.

There was no partition wall between the two houses, and a cowshed was built by the wall against the courtyard, in which were two old oxen used for farming.

There is an old mulberry tree near the house, and Jiang Yun and his two families have dinner under the big tree, all of which are seasonal dishes of the farmhouse, and a lot of big white steamed buns.

After eating, Fang Nanguo fished up a watermelon from the well, the entrance was very cool and sweet, Jiang Yun felt extremely happy after eating a piece.

As long as you keep yourself busy, shake off your arms and sweat all over your body, sit down and take a breath when you are tired, work hard, eat and have fun, how can people not be happy, this is the most real pleasure, and it is also the most real life.

When the moon was surrounded by countless stars, Jiang Yun, Zikong and Zichen said goodbye to their parents and prepared to go back to the mountain.

After entering the mountain gate and passing through the Yongdao, I found Hui Ke standing in front, as if waiting for someone.

After approaching, Zikong and Zichen finished saluting Hui Ke, and saw that Hui Ke had something to tell Jiang Yun, so the two hurried back to the Zen courtyard where they lived.

Hui Ke looked at the place of the stele forest, and said to Jiang Yun with some sorrow: "When I went, there were one hundred and thirty-one people, and when I came back, there were only eight hundred and fifty-seven people. My disciples just want to have more pure land of peace and happiness in this world, but the barbarians are always thinking about biting off a piece of meat from my god clansmen, and this endless sea of blood slaughter will not be able to subside. ”

Jiang Yun also looked in the direction of the stele forest, and saw Hui Neng, the first seat of the Silent Temple, and his eldest disciple Zhihong, who were still reciting scriptures for the dead who had passed away.

Hui Neng saw that his eldest disciple Zhihong could not hide his sadness, and said with relief; "You've done a great job, don't beat yourself up too much."

Zhihong nodded to the ground with his head and wept bitterly; "Master, it's not like that, it's all the disciple's fault, and it's all the disciple's fault for not protecting them."

On the way back from Tang Kingdom, Zhihong didn't shed a single tear, and now he couldn't hold back anymore in front of his master and cried loudly.

"Cry, it's better to cry." Hui Neng's eyes were extraordinarily loving, caressing Zhihong's back.

Hui Neng's heart is actually in pain, this is the most lost disciples in the Silent Academy, can he not feel uncomfortable. But he is the first seat of the Silent Temple, and he wants to calm people's hearts.

And the thing that Hui Neng is most worried about at the moment is that his eldest disciple Zhihong will have demons in his heart because of this incident, which will not be conducive to his future cultivation.

Human beings are like this, and only at this moment will they understand what the Dharma is and what the Heavenly Way is. It's like putting a sugar in clean water won't be too sweet, but putting a spoonful of vinegar will be very sour, you won't be too happy to pick up the money, you will regret losing the money, you can't be happy for a whole year because of a happy event, but you can be depressed for a lifetime because of a trauma, the pain gives people far more stimulation than happiness, so gradually rather not get than lose, and gradually become not sad or happy.

Jiang Yun also felt a little sad in his eyes, if he was killed by the barbarians one day, would the master be so sad and sad.

Before, he couldn't cultivate, but now he can, and at this moment, Jiang Yun desperately wants to make himself stronger, so that people who care about him don't have to worry anymore.

Jiang Yun suddenly remembered that Zichen said that there were seventy-two kinds of stunts in the Dharma Hall, and he didn't know if he could go in to learn a martial art, so he asked Hui Ke: "Abbot, can I go to the Dharma Hall to learn the martial arts that suit me?" ”

Hui Ke withdrew his gaze on Hui Neng and Zhi Hong, turned to look at Jiang Yun, his eyes closed slightly, and a trace of white light that was difficult to catch flashed in his eyes, and said softly: "Yes, I will talk to the people who look at the hall later, and tomorrow you can choose the martial arts that suit you." ”

After returning to the meditation room, Jiang Yun devoted himself to cultivation, carrying out the Great Zhou Tian Cycle of spiritual power, allowing the spiritual spirit to gradually grow until it transformed.

The Dharma Hall is a place to store Buddhist scriptures, practice exercises, and 72 secrets of martial arts.

In the courtyard, there was an old monk wearing a gray monk's robe, holding a broom in his hand, and sweeping the dust off the ground in an orderly manner.

Seeing someone come in, the old monk stopped the broom in his hand and looked at the person, it was a young man, wearing a Tsing Yi scribe's suit, with a ponytail tied behind his head, looking very fresh and handsome, and the abbot said last night that it should be this person.

Jiang Yun saw the old monk looking at him, and said with his hands together, "You are the caretaker of this Dharma Hall?" ”

The old monk smiled and said, "The poor monk is just a janitor and sweeper here, you are here to choose the martial arts that suit you." ”

Jiang Yun nodded.

The old monk threw the broom on the wall and settled down, then took Jiang Yun into the Dharma Hall, and said in a low voice: "This floor stores Buddhist scriptures, and the secret of martial arts is on the second floor, you can go up and choose it yourself." ”

Many disciples were flipping through the scriptures and classics by the bookshelf, and from time to time they whispered two verses from their mouths, completely noticing that Jiang Yun and the old monk had come in.

After the old monk went out, Jiang Yun was in a hurry to go up to the second floor, but found the scriptures that he recited during the morning class on the bookshelf on the first floor, put them away, and memorized them when he went back, so as not to have to meditate stupidly with his eyes closed during the morning class.

Jiang Yun came to the second floor and found that there were also many disciples, they took down the books on the exercises for cultivating spiritual power or the secrets of martial arts from the bookshelf and flipped through them, without making a sound, and carefully studied the mysteries to see if they were in line with their own spirits.

On the left side of the bookshelf is the practice of spiritual power, I think there should be no better practice of spiritual power than the "Yijin Sutra" in Shaolin Temple, and I don't seem to be able to practice other exercises.

On the right are the secrets of various martial arts, far more than seventy-two, but seventy-two of them can be learned by most people, and can achieve and attain them. And some other martial arts secrets need to be cultivated according to the compatibility with their own spirits.

Jiang Yun walked directly to the bookshelf on the right, flipping through them one by one, looking for the secrets of martial arts suitable for his own cultivation.

Jiang Yun is more selective because he has two spirit gods, and after being possessed by the Purple Sky Yao Demon Dragon, he can make his physical body extremely strong, he can fly fast in the sky, and he also has purple fire, and the superposition of the three attributes is naturally powerful and terrifying, which is also where the demon race can be proud of.

Xuanjing Ice Spirit is an elemental spirit, and because it is an element, it can be fused with a lot.

Jiang Yun searched around the bookshelf several times, and finally chose the two exercises of dragon snatching hand and flower finger.

When I left, I didn't see the old monk sweeping the floor, and after returning to his meditation room, he studied the secrets of the two martial arts of dragon snatching hand and flower finger, and found that they both had a paragraph written on the title page: "There are three things to practice soft and hard internal and external kung fu: one is to be deep and serious, the second is to be really fine, and the third is to abstain from desire and love for fame." There are five taboos in practice: one is to be lazy, two is to be exaggerated, three is to be impatient, four is to be drunk, and five is to be drunk. There are seven injuries in practice: one is close to the color and hurts the spirit, the second is angry and angry, the third is worried and sad, the fourth is good and sad, the fifth is good and the drink hurts the blood, the sixth is lazy and hurts the tendons, and the seventh is impatience and impatience hurts the bones. Knowing these three essentials, five taboos, and seven injuries, you should start practicing with words. ”