"Master! Master! Wait for me! "A little monk of three or four years old ran behind a monk in his forties.

"Will you take me to the Scripture Pavilion? Is it good? Master......" said the little monk as he hugged his leg.

"Didn't you say it, you're still young, your meridians haven't grown, and you can't learn martial arts! There is also a teacher who also wants to go to the Scripture Pavilion, but if you want to go to the Scripture Pavilion, the abbot must agree, so you better go back and do your homework, okay? The monk squatted down and touched the little monk's head.

"Hey, hey! Master, what do you think this is? After speaking, the little monk took out a wrench.

"Little thing, you dare to steal even the abbot's wrench, hurry up and get it!" After speaking, he grabbed it directly, and wanted to return it to the abbot, "What are you pulling me for?" If the abbot can't find it, you and I won't be able to eat and walk around. Hurry up and let go! ”

"Master! Don't, you see that the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is next door, and the abbot is still reciting the scriptures in the back, and he can't come out for an hour, let's go and see first, don't you want to practice the strong vajra finger? Isn't that the opportunity now? The little monk rolled his eyes and shook his head and said.

"In case of a ...... being discovered"

"Let's go! Master, let's go openly, what are you afraid of? Then he said that the abbot had called us. After saying that, he walked in first, and his master slowly followed.

"Amitabha!"

"Amitabha!"

After a while, after the two of them met a monk who was sweeping the floor in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, they recited a sentence and went in, "Powerful Vajra Finger, Doroye Finger, Robe Subduing Demon Skill, Wuxiang Robbery Finger, Vajra is not bad for magic skills...... Master! What about the most powerful Yijin Jing in our Shaolin? Why didn't I see it? ”

"You little thing, hurry down, look at the mess you flip, can we learn the Yijin Sutra? That's what the abbot can learn, don't you think about it, I don't know where to hide? Let's go! The Mighty Finger has been found! The monk directly held him in his arms, but the little monk grabbed a copy of the Vajra Incorruptible Divine Skill and stuffed it into his arms.

"What do you take? Put it back now! If it is discovered, it will be miserable! His master took out the book and put it in its place, and carried him out without looking back.

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"Humph!"

"Don't be angry! Wait another two years, and you will be able to practice martial arts, and besides, who in our Shaolin Temple doesn't know that the prodigy is Xuyi! You can memorize the scriptures you teach, it's impossible for your master to be the prefect, you can do it, you can do it, go to bed quickly! Good boy! The two of them slowly fell asleep while touching the little monk's steal.

This little monk Xuyi was the child back then, time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, Chen Fan was already twenty.

"Senior Brother Xuyi, early!"

"Senior Brother Xuyi, early!"

"Hmmm! Practice martial arts well, and it is up to you to protect the safety of Shaolin! After Chen Fan finished speaking, he left, and came to the Scripture Pavilion again, "Where is it?" I've been looking for more than ten years, and this Yijin Sutra is also in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion! I heard what the abbot said, how could it not be? Alas! It seems that my life is over, I can only be a monk, and the rest of the fundamental cultivation is not successful, only the Yi Jin Sutra has not been cultivated, my only hope! Alas! Chen Fan slowly put all the scriptures back in place and walked out.

"Morning! What are you sweeping when the ground is clean! It's better to rest. Chen Fan saw the old monk again, and he didn't know how many years he had lived, and Chen Fan had also inquired about him, but no one knew.

"Sweep the floor, sweep the heart, sweep the heart, and sweep the floor without sweeping. Everyone has swept away their hearts, and there is no place in the world that is pure. The old monk said slowly.

"Don't talk about these useless, I have read the scriptures in this Shaolin Temple two or three times, the ground is clean, the heart is not pure, and it is useless to sweep more ground!" Chen Fan lay there and said.

"Huh! Are you sure? What about the Yijin Sutra? It's not that you haven't seen it yet. How can it be said that all the scriptures of Shaolin Temple have been read? The old monk smiled.

"How do you know?" Chen Fan was frightened and sat up directly and said in shock, he thought that what he did was very secretive, but he didn't expect to be discovered.

"You have been looking for the Yijin Sutra since the first time you came to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, how could the old monk not know it for more than ten years? And you can't cultivate yet, the Yijin Sutra is your only hope! The old monk smiled.

"......" Chen Fan heard the cold sweat on his face, he knew everything he couldn't cultivate, and what else he didn't know, Chen Fan stood up directly and wanted to leave here, just walked to the door, and heard the old monk say: "Don't you want to learn the Yijin Sutra?" I know where it is! ”

This voice was like a magic spell, causing Chen Fan to retreat from the foot he had just stepped out, and turned his head and asked slowly, "You...... True...... Know...... Yijin Jing ...... Where is it? ”

"Monks don't speak! Of course I know, do I want to learn? The old monk smiled.

"Hmmm! Well! Hmm......" Chen Fan's head nodded like a chicken, "I want to learn!" ”

"Come with me! Outsiders only know that Shaolin's seventy-two stunts are unparalleled in the world, but how many people can cultivate? How can we succeed in cultivating without studying the Dharma? I originally meant that there was no hope to see the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin appear in one person at the same time, but you gave the old monk hope, as if the heavens were cultivating Buddha, and in just twenty years, he had cultivated Buddhism to such a point, I was not as good as you! The old monk pushed open the door and opened a stone in the pavilion and took out something that had been wrapped.

"This is the Yijin Sutra that you have been thinking about for a long time!" After the old monk finished speaking, he handed the scripture in his hand to Chen Fan, and after Chen Fan took it, he frowned and said, "How is it Sanskrit?" Good thing I can read it! ”

"The standing period is upright, the ring is arched over the chest, the spirit is calm, and the heart is clear and ......respectful" Chen Fan saw the first type of Wei Tuo offering pestle directly in his heart, and after a while, he directly read the full text, all of which had twelve styles, all of which were recorded in Chen Fan's heart.

"Done?" The old monk smiled when he saw Chen Fan put the book back again.

"Hmmm! I'll practice first! Chen Fan answered, hurriedly ran out, and cultivated in the courtyard, and a month passed quickly.

"It seems that I have nothing to do with martial arts in this life! If you don't practice, you can't cultivate the Yijin Sutra, and you can't produce internal force, alas! Chen Fan sighed, and the old monk on the side directly grabbed Chen Fan's hand, investigated it, and entered his own internal force, which was directly falling into the sea, which was useless.

"There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south! Is it providence? Alas! Don't think too much about it, you have done a good job in the scriptures, the same celebrity through the ages, no matter how powerful the martial arts are, people will forget him one day! The old monk sighed.

"I'm not obsessed with martial arts, you think too much, I just want to fly around!" Chen Fan rolled his eyes, which made the old monk completely speechless, is learning martial arts used to fly around? Is this the ultimate goal? Or am I already old, and there is no more fighting on the rivers and lakes? looked at Chen Fan's distant back and sighed.

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"Void bamboo! Where are you going? ”