More than half an hour later, the other four warrior monks who came to take over found the warrior monk standing stiff in front of the door, and couldn't help but be shocked.

The abbot soon received the report, and the scripture pavilion was brightly lit in a moment, but when the abbot ordered the scriptures to be counted, he found that there was not a single scripture book missing.

Even those martial arts scriptures that record the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin have no signs of turning, but some Buddhist scriptures have been turned over and thrown on the shelves in a mess, and the monks breathe a sigh of relief.

The scriptures that have been turned over include the "Diamond Sutra", "Ranga Sutra", "Myoho-renge-kyo Sutra", "Jizo Bodhisattva Honwish Sutra", "Buddha Says Amitabha Sutra", etc., which is Yang Yifei's brilliance.

The warrior monks on duty were a post for an hour, and the warrior monks who took over the post did not find any strangers, and the monks had no casualties except for one who was knocked unconscious on the roof.

This means that even if an outsider steals into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, at most he has peeked at the Buddhist scriptures for less than an hour, which is nothing.

was able to silently point on the acupoints of the four warrior monks without alarming others, even the abbot himself thought that he couldn't do it, which shows how high the martial arts of the people who came.

It's just that this makes the Shaolin monks a little painful, what kind of person is this! If you want to borrow Buddhist scriptures, you can just come generously, at most you can give some sesame oil money.

You're such a big master, you can't even afford to pay for sesame oil, right? As a result, the whole thing came out like this, and they couldn't live in peace overnight.

After the high-level officials of the Shaolin Temple confirmed that there was nothing wrong, and the person who stole into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion should not be a wicked person, the monks dispersed separately, and only ordered Jueyuan Haosheng to take care of the scriptures.

After all the monks left, Jueyuan subconsciously picked up the Lenga Sutra and flipped through it, looking at the small characters written in the cracks of the lines thoughtfully.

……

However, it was said that after Yang Yifei wrote down the full text of the Jiuyang Sutra, he flew to Huashan again, this time he found a cave in Huashan, and began to study the Jiuyang Sutra.

The Jiuyang True Scripture is somewhat similar to the Shaolin Boy Gong, and it is only fast for the boy body to cultivate and enter the realm, but he has thirty-five years of mixed yuan true qi foundation, even if he does not have the boy body to cultivate, he is not slow at all.

After going through the entire mental formula of the Jiuyang True Scripture in his mind, Yang Yifei sat cross-legged and carried the mixed yuan true qi according to the mental formula.

"The former and the rear governor, the qi is rolling, the well pool is double acupuncture, the strength is followed, the qi is a dantian, rushing up the door of life, leading the governor pulse through the tail, from the middle of the ridge straight up the mud pill, the lower person in the gingival intercourse, chasing the sex element, leading the pulse to lower the weight building, and the next return to the sea of qi, the two veins up and down, rotating like a garden, before and after rising, the endless stream is also ......"

Since Yang Yifei had thirty-five years of mixed yuan true qi as the foundation, when he transferred to the Jiuyang Divine Skill, he did not need to go through the section of refining essence qi, and he could directly carry it out on Sunday, so he could save a lot of time.

The Mixed Yuan True Qi operates in the body according to the mental formula of the Jiuyang True Sutra, and every week of operation, the Mixed Yuan True Qi will undergo slight changes, and the quantity is gradually decreasing, but the quality of the True Qi is more condensed.

The practice of Jiuyang Shengong is divided into three stages, the first stage is to refine the essence qi and accumulate the true qi of Jiuyang, and the second stage is to carry out the operation of the true qi every day, so as to condense the true qi and make it run as expected, like an arm and a finger.

The third stage is to open up the meridians and points of the whole body, and when you reach the final stage of practice, you need to open dozens of entrances at the same time, or you need multiple masters to open the entrances for him at the same time.

Either you can only be like Zhang Wuji, with the help of foreign objects such as Qiankun One Air Bag, relying on the rebound of true qi to get through on your own.

But Qiankun has a gas bag, there must be something in this world, but he doesn't know where it is, and there is nowhere to find it, if he can't find a few people who are willing to help him get through the entrance, he can only wait for the end of the experience and buy it directly from the mall.

But it's not impossible, try to train a few masters by yourself, and then let them help you, or ask the five peers to help.

But that was after practicing the Jiuyang Divine Skill to the peak, and there was no need to think about it for the time being.

At this point, Yang Yifei was at ease to practice Jiuyang Divine Skill on Mount Hua, he himself had no worries about food and clothing, and after starting to practice Jiuyang Divine Skill, he did not invade the cold and heat, although he did not have the body of a child, but he was not slow to enter the country.

Zhang Wuji was a child, and he had the Wudang Jiuyang Gong taught by Zhang Sanfeng as the foundation, and it took five years to practice the Jiuyang Divine Skill to the final level, but Yang Yifei only practiced it in two years to this point.

Practice here, it doesn't matter whether you are a child or not, as long as you can open the last dozens of entrances in one go, you can be born again, and your true qi is self-generated, running on its own, and it is endless.

Now, thirty-five years of mixed yuan true qi has been transformed into Jiuyang true qi, but in terms of the amount of true qi, there are only about ten years of power left.

But these ten years of skill are much stronger than Zhang Wuji, who has just come out of Kunlun in Yitian, he only has five years of skill, but he is already a first-class master in the Yitian world.

Although the martial arts value of this era is higher than that of Yitian World, it is not much higher, after all, it is only a hundred years apart, so even if Yang Yifei does not use his mental power, his martial arts are enough to rank among the five uniques.

Now it is more than enough to use Jiuyang's true qi to urge the gods to change and launch the loach to drill holes, but this kung fu is too much for him, and the ultimate defense also causes his strength to not be able to fight, which is useless, and it is not as practical as oiling the soles of his feet and geckos swimming on the wall.

Yang Yifei walked out of the cave where he had lived for two years, stretched his waist, and the bones above and below his body made a crackling sound, it was time to leave here.

Put the bronze sword on his back again, release the long sword, and shoot towards the southeast after stepping on it, from this moment on, Yang Yifei officially stepped into the rivers and lakes.

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The night in the south of the Yangtze River is a lingering scenery, with the scent and wind, which is intoxicating.

The moon is full of the South Lake, countless tiny ripples on the water surface, swaying the moonlight, and a slight cool breeze blows on the face, like the gentle Jiangnan woman caressing with her bare hands.

Yang Yifei carried a long sword on his back, on the independent light boat, leisurely looking at the lake and water, smiling, and not making waves.

After a while, the light boat docked, and after paying the fare, Yang Yifei walked onto the small pier and walked into the bustling market.

Night has just fallen, there is no curfew here, Jiaxing city is lively and prosperous, the streets are bustling, people come and go, very lively.

The shouts of the vendors, the jugglers performing well, the cheers of the onlookers, and the wonderful tricks of the jugglers, the exclamations of the people, and all kinds of voices are intertwined, forming a prosperous scene like the Qingming Riverside Map.

It's a pity that there is no strong military strength, all this is like a mirror, a dream bubble, when the iron hooves of foreign tribes step on, how many points can be left of such prosperity?