Chapter 246: On Shaolin Mountain, inside Shaolin Temple

Shaolin Temple.

This Shaolin Temple Yang Xingzhou has been here many times, is the previous life has also been here many times travel, the location of the Shaolin Temple and the nearby scenic spots are very familiar, in the Condor World is in the Shaolin Mountain under the settlement of the house, lived for almost a year, the Shaolin Temple seventy-two stunts have been secretly recorded a copy, Yi Jin Jing was also copied by him.

It's just that he didn't have time to study the Buddhist scriptures, so that it was difficult to understand some metaphors in Buddhism, so although he had already held the Yijin Sutra in his hand, he had never dared to forcibly cultivate, for fear of any bad consequences.

Although Yang Xingzhou thinks that he now has the strength beyond Gu Mozhi, he still does not dare to easily try to cultivate the martial arts on the Yijin Sutra, when he was in the Condor World, he was the emperor of a country, so he was naturally embarrassed to take the Yijin Sutra to Shaolin Temple to ask for the cultivation methods in it, and it was impossible to gather the heroes of the world to jointly comprehend the martial arts.

Especially his cultivation is profound, and he thinks that he uses his own cultivation as a means, this Yijin Sutra is not much different to him, although he can broaden his horizons, if not, he will not be reduced by this strength, this Yijin Sutra is a chicken rib general thing for him, plus there are many things to worry about, and he has never had the opportunity to understand well.

That is, after being attacked by the master's sword qi, when he came to this world, he re-started his mind on the Yijin Sutra, and put the hope of healing his internal injuries on the Yijin Sutra, and at this time, the abbot Fang Zheng Master in the Shaolin Temple, has studied the Yijin Sutra for many years, and his cultivation has reached the point of perfection, and there are few rivals in the world.

Riding to the foot of Shaomu Mountain, Yang Xingzhou regretted greatly, the white horse under his crotch was Lin Pingzhi's horse that was robbed, compared with his Red Flame Fire Dragon Pony, it was too bad, and he couldn't even climb the mountain.

At that moment, he stored the horses in a small village at the bottom of the mountain, gave the farmer a tael of silver, and let them take care of it, and then carried the longbow on his back, stepped on Shaomu Mountain, and came to the front of Shaolin Temple.

Shaolin Temple has been established for thousands of years, has always been the bull's ear of the martial arts, the Wuyue Sword Sect is noisy and happy, the Sun and Moon Divine Sect is rampant, and it is easy not to provoke Shaolin, this is the prestige of the fight, but also the confidence of the millennium practice, since the Bodhidharma ancestor, the masters in the Shaolin Temple have come out in large numbers, almost have not weakened, the inheritance is long, the disciples are all over the world, the prestige is high, the strength is strong, only Wudang can also compete, and the rest of the sects are a lot worse.

Even if the Sun and Moon Divine Sect has sprung up, it can't shake the status of Shaolin Temple, the origin of martial arts, the ancestral land of Zen Buddhism, after all, it is not trivial.

Yang Xingzhou walked forward slowly, just halfway up the mountain, he alarmed the entire Shaolin Temple, a yellow-clothed monk walked down the mountain quickly, put his hands together from a distance, bowed down and asked: "But Yang Xingzhou Yang Shizhu?" ”

Yang Xingzhou smiled: "It's me, the great monk, are you here to greet me?" ”

The yellow-clothed monk looked about forty years old, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a mediocre appearance, but his eyes were shining, which showed that his internal strength was not good, and he said to Yang Xingzhou: "Amitabha, today my temple has a friend from Songshan who sent a message that Yang Shizhu may come to visit Shaolin, so the abbot specially ordered the monk to wait on the mountain road. ”

Yang Xingzhou said with a smile: "The Songshan faction said that I want to visit Shaolin? Will they say so politely? I guess I'm going to come to Shaolin to make trouble, right? ”

The middle-aged monk bowed his head and said, "Amitabha, since Lord Yang is here, please go up the mountain." ”

Yang Xingzhou smiled, walked forward with his hands in his hands, and walked to the mountain first, saying as he walked: "What is the name of the great monk?" ”

The middle-aged monk said: "Don't dare, the little monk Ling Guoneng is there." ”

Yang Xingzhou knew that the disciples of the Shaolin Temple Guozi generation were already very great masters, and they had a relationship with the heads of the Wuyue Sword Sect, and some monks cultivated to be completely not inferior to the head masters of the Wuyue Sword School, and even surpassed them.

When the two came to the gate of Shaolin Temple, Ling Guoneng said to Yang Xingzhou: "Master Yang, wait outside the door, let the little monk go to report to the abbot." ”

Yang Xingzhou waved his hand and smiled: "Go!" ”

Soon after Ling Guoneng entered the temple, a bell suddenly rang in the Shaolin Temple, and then the footsteps in the courtyard came, and a short old monk led several monks to greet him, and said with a smile: "I don't want Lord Yang to come to my Shaolin today, the old man is late to greet him, forgive his sins!" ”

Yang Xingzhou saw that the old monk had a thin face and a kind expression, but the true qi in his body was endless, the true qi filled his whole body, and his eyes were extremely clear.

Qiu Qianren is also short and thin, but he is extremely domineering and flamboyant, serving under the seat of Yang Xingzhou, worshipping the general of the East, pacifying Goryeo, sweeping the Ryukyus, and making great achievements in Yang Xingzhou's Ming Dynasty, and finally resigned and returned to the wilderness, serving the master of a lamp.

The monk in front of him is much more clever than Qiu Qianren, Yang Xingzhou has traveled all the way, and among the masters he has seen, this monk is the most.

Yang Xingzhou came to Shaolin, mainly to learn the Yijin Sutra, and was ready to turn his face with Shaolin, and now this Shaolin is courteous, so ceremoniously to greet, but it is greatly beyond Yang Xingzhou's expectations, the so-called stretch out of the hand not to hit the smiling person, I don't know which of these monks is crazy, and they are so courteous to themselves.

Yang Xingzhou looked at the old monk in front of him and said with a smile: "But Master Fang Zheng? ”

The old monk smiled: "Don't dare, the old man is the evidence." Master Yang, Lao Wei only heard about your affairs on the rivers and lakes recently, I don't know what I have to say in Shaolin? ”

When he spoke and inquired, he stretched out his hand and said, "Please also sit down and serve tea." ”

Yang Xingzhou stepped into the temple and said with a smile: "Master Fang Zheng, I have no other purpose in coming to Shaolin, but I want to ask for a way to heal my injuries. ”

Fang Zheng was stunned: "Lord Yang is injured?" Saving a life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, if the temple can treat the injury of Yang Shizhu, the old monk will naturally try his best to save it. ”

When he said this, he hesitated and said: "Lord Yang, the old monk also knows a little about Qihuang, why don't you let the old monk take the pulse for the donor." ”

After the two entered the wing, Fang Zheng stretched out his hand and put a number on the pulse of Yang Xingzhou's left hand, and frowned slightly: "Master Yang, according to the old man, except for a slight weakness, you are fine, but this kind of weakness seems to be just caused by too much intercourse, as long as you meditate and cultivate, you can be healed in an instant, how can your life be in danger?" ”

Yang Xingzhou: "......"

His fingers have been dripping blood recently, and under the loss of essence and blood, it is quite similar to excessive intercourse, unless a peerless doctor like Ping Yizhi can distinguish the subtle differences, although the monk Fang Zheng is skilled in martial arts, but in the medical way, it is far inferior to Ping Yizhi, so he will make this kind of joke.

As soon as Fang Zheng's words were spoken, a drop of blood dripped from the tip of Yang Xingzhou's left index finger, and at this time, Yang Xingzhou's palm was placed horizontally on the table of the Eight Immortals.

Fang Zheng looked at Yang Xingzhou in surprise: "Master Yang, this is ...... How can a drop of your blood contain such an amazing humanity? ”

Yang Xingzhou sighed: "This drop of blood is mine, and the true qi is also mine, but the sword qi contained in the blood is someone else's. Old monk, I was hit by a master's sword qi in my body, and I thought of a lot of ways, no matter how I couldn't get rid of it, in the end I could only come to Shaolin Temple and ask the great monk for advice on the Yijin Sutra to see if the Yijin Sutra could melt the sword intent in my body. ”

When he said this, he reached into his arms, took out a booklet, and handed it to Fang Zheng: "I also have the practice of the Yijin Sutra, but there are some Buddhist metaphors in it, and I am a little unsure, so I came to the Shaolin Temple to ask you, an old monk who has studied the Yijin Sutra for many years." ”

Fang Zheng was taken aback, stretched out his hand to take the booklet handed by Yang Xingzhou, carefully flipped through the two pages, the more he looked at it, the more frightened he became, his body slowly stood up, and said, "Master Yang, how can you have my Shaolin Yijin Sutra?" This matter is not trivial, and please let the donor explain it. ”

Yijin Sutra is Shaolin Temple's Zhenmen Shengong, is the fundamental practice of Shaolin Temple, although Shaolin 72 stunts are good, but the root is still from the Yijin Sutra, so this Yijin Sutra will be valued by Shaolin monks in the past dynasties, do not dare to easily teach disciples, more than 2,000 monks in the entire Shaolin Temple, people who have learned the Yijin Sutra by chance, but also a palm, which shows the importance of Shaolin Temple to this heart.

And now that this magic skill actually appeared in the hands of a non-Shaolin disciple like Yang Xingzhou, how could this not surprise Fang Zheng? This matter is extremely important, and it is related to the root of Shaolin, even if Fang Zheng has been practicing for many years, he has already stopped his heart, and at this time, he can't help but change his complexion, and he wants to ask Yang Xingzhou clearly.

Yang Xingzhou said with a smile: "Naturally, I secretly copied it, you Shaolin monks put this scripture very precious, I used to steal this scripture, it took a lot of time, but so many years, it has been difficult to figure it through, this time under the injury, I had to come to Shaolin to worship the mountain, and ask the old monk to be merciful, explain to me the practice method in this Yijin Sutra, if it can really dissolve the sword intent of the master in my body, I will never treat Shaolin a lineage." ”

Fang Zheng said solemnly: "Amitabha, Lord Yang, please also explain the matter of stealing the scriptures clearly, it is related to the Shaolin inheritance, and please tell me the truth." When did you copy this Sutra? Who was the guardian of the scriptures at that time? This matter is not trivial, and the donor needs to explain it to the old man one by one. ”

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Chapter 246: On Shaolin Mountain, inside Shaolin Temple