In the main hall, Jing Ming was still reciting the scriptures of the Tao Yijin Sutra, and when the last word was recited, Jing Ming looked up at Ziqin, but was stunned to find that Ziqin had already sat there cross-legged and entered a state of concentration.

Jing Ming jumped up from the ground all of a sudden, how could he not see that Zi Qin had entered the state of cultivating the Yi Jin Jing at this moment, Jing Ming did not know the existence of the system, in Jing Ming's opinion, Zi Qin only listened to the scriptures once and entered the state of cultivation, this talent can no longer be described as a person, not to mention Zhang Danfeng a hundred years ago, even if it is from ancient times to the present, including Bodhidharma Patriarch and Zhang Sanfeng Zhenren, I am afraid it will not be able to catch up.

Carefully stood up and walked outside, Ziqin's talent is rare in the past and present, Jingming has a lot of love for talent in addition to his original emotions, and he has made up his mind that he will never let anyone disturb Ziqin.

Outside the main hall, Jing Ming sat cross-legged at the door, and Zun Sheng from afar wanted to come over but was stopped by Jing Ming waving his hand.

Jingming guarded the door, and this alone made Zun Sheng and Baishi couldn't help but be surprised, and the two of them also thought that it was estimated that it was Jingming who made a lot of money from Ziqin, but no one dared to think that Ziqin could instantly have an epiphany of the Yijin Sutra.

Jing Ming sat cross-legged at the door of the main hall, and immediately found that Yue Mingke was missing, but at this time, Jing Ming's attention to Ziqin had exceeded Yue Mingke's unknown many times, so even if he saw Yue Mingke missing, he didn't have the slightest other thoughts in his heart, just guarding the door for Ziqin, and this guard was a whole night.

The next day, all the Shaolin disciples who came to the main hall to do the morning class were blocked by Jingming, and Shaolin actually did one less day of the morning class without any special things for the first time.

By noon, Zhu Qin finally woke up from the meditation, different from the cultivation of internal strength, the Yi Jin Jing gave Ziqin another feeling, when he entered the meditation, Ziqin could feel that his state of mind had completely calmed down, and then he felt that his body was changing, extremely clear feeling, and he seemed to be able to touch the changes in every cell of his body.

And with the change of his body, it is the deepening of the internal force in his body, but the extra internal force is not produced by the Yi Jin Sutra, but the internal force in his own body is derived by itself, and the feeling is very magical, as if the internal force in his body suddenly has been precipitated for countless years.

Of course, the benefits are far more than that, but more benefits are the meridians in his body, since entering this world, Ziqin has been able to feel the blockage of the meridians, after all, Ling Xiao is not a very powerful master, and the white-haired world itself is not a world of internal strength, so most of the meridians in Ling Xiao's body played by Ziqin are occluded.

However, when cultivating the Yijin Sutra, Ziqin could feel that the meridians in his body were opened up one by one, and in a certain way, the Yijin Sutra really had the characteristics of not inferior to the great shift of Qiankun to stimulate the potential.

When he opened his eyes, Ziqin couldn't help but sigh slightly, not because he was disappointed in the Yi Jin Sutra, but because the Yi Jin Sutra was too strong, and overnight, at least Zi Qin's internal strength was several times stronger than the original, which made Zi Qin couldn't help but think about the follow-up exercise of the Yi Jin Sutra, the Washing the Pulp Sutra, what a scene it would be if it could be cultivated into the Washing the Pulp Sutra.

Standing up from the futon, Ziqin opened the door of the temple, and immediately saw Jingming sitting cross-legged at the door of the temple to protect the Dharma for him.

"Boy, thank you, Master."

Holding the sword, Ziqin bent down deeply, in the white-haired world in the original book, if you want to say that Ziqin admires the person most, I am afraid that this Jingming Zen master is also this Jingming Zen master, first from Hu Mai to deceive Xiao Huandan, this old man said, "Xiao Huandan, can only save people, it doesn't hurt to give one more", and even later pointed out Yue Mingke's internal strength, this old man's mind and bearing made Zi admire.

And now Ziqin is even more blessed by this old man, if it weren't for Ziqin's later plan, it can be said that Ziqin is the enemy of the current rivers and lakes, and Ziqin even has the mentality of apprenticeship.

"It's okay, Xiaoyou has finished the retreat, go to see Yue Mingke's donor first, yesterday Yue Shifu heard Zhuo Yihang's words, he got the whereabouts of the secret book of the master from Jin Duyi, and went out to search alone, but he was seriously injured, and he was in the monk's house in the temple at the moment."

Jing Ming got up indifferently and spoke, he didn't have the slightest credit for teaching the Yijin Sutra, which made Ziqin even more admired.

Yue Mingke was injured.

Ziqin smiled slightly bitterly, everything seems to be back to the original book, Yue Mingke still met Iron Coral in the end, however, this is good, the love between Yue Mingke and Iron Coral is one of the most regrettable things in the original book, originally Ziqin was forced by the system to change the plot, but it is also a pity that Yue Mingke estimated that he could not meet Iron Coral, and he didn't want the fate of the two to come like a miracle, which also made Ziqin feel a little happy in his heart.

"Master, boy, let's go to visit Xia Yue Mingke first, if the master is sent in the future, he only needs an edict, and the kid will never dare to resign."

Ziqin clasped his fists again and bowed to Jingming, then got up and walked towards the Shaolin monk's house, Zun Sheng hurriedly asked a Shaolin disciple to follow and lead the way.

"Senior brother, can we ............?"

Looking at Ziqin's distant back, Zun Sheng wanted to say something, but Jing Ming raised his hand to stop Zun Sheng's words, and a smile appeared on the old monk's face.

"Do you think that the little donor didn't have this idea in his heart, it's just that you think about the current situation of the little donor, and then think about what the little donor will do next, do you think the little donor can become my Shaolin lay disciple?"

Jingming's smile was slightly bitter, indeed, you can comprehend the Yijin Sutra overnight, such a disciple can definitely teach the Washing the Marrow Sutra even if he is a lay disciple, but Ziqin can never become a Shaolin disciple, even if he is a lay disciple, not to mention the grievances between Ziqin and Wudang, according to what Ziqin is doing now, he is worried about the country and the people, for the country and the people, so he must enter Beijing to protect the current emperor, and may even be an official.

Shaolin can never be involved in this battle related to the country, Shaolin can't afford to participate, or any sect can't afford to participate, because this kind of battle related to the survival of the country, but all the sects involved will be wiped out regardless of whether they win or lose, it's just a matter of time.

This is also the reason why most of the martial arts sects are transcendent, just because if they don't do this, even the biggest sect will be wiped out by the state.

When Ziqin walked into the monk's house, Yue Mingke had already woken up, but his face was pale, and Ziqin didn't know who could hurt Yue Mingke if Jin Duyi had abolished his martial arts.

"When are we leaving?"

However, this is the case, Yue Mingke's first question is still about departure, obviously extremely concerned about the safety of Emperor Taichang.

"After you recover from your injuries, this matter will not be in a hurry, even if you and I enter the Beijing Division, we will not be able to see the emperor, if you want to stop Li Kezhuo, you have to think in the long run."

Ziqin frowned and looked at Yue Mingke, without Zhuo Yihang's passage, just because he and Yue Mingke really couldn't see Emperor Taichang, but seeing the emperor in this feudal society was definitely not a high martial arts.

"I can take you to the emperor."

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from outside.