In the Scripture Pavilion, three monks are sorting out the classics in the Pavilion. Suddenly, two stone bullets came, and their bodies went limp, and they immediately fainted.

Xia Wuji leaned out of the window and beckoned to Huang Rong, and she flew in quietly.

"Brother Ouyang, you're so fast." Huang Rong smiled skillfully and paused for a moment before continuing.

"In less than ten breaths, you have restrained all the monks in the Scripture Pavilion."

"When we get married in the future, you won't say that."

Xia Wuji ignored Huang Rong's little filthy girl, and his eyes patrolled in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion: "Let's look for it separately, what martial arts you like, let's find it." ”

"Yay!" Huang Rong lit a lamp and rummaged through the Scripture Pavilion.

Xia Wuji walked around casually, taking scriptures and reading them from time to time. It's not seventy-two stunts or Jiuyang magic skills, it's just ordinary Buddhist scriptures.

Buddhist scriptures are also written by sages, containing the wisdom of Prajna, and the opening of the book is beneficial.

Half an hour later, Huang Rong said happily: "Brother Ouyang, I've found it." ”

Xia Wuji looked at it, but saw Huang Rong smiling like a flower, holding seven or eight booklets in her hand. After a cursory look, there are probably "flower fingers" and "Shaolin scattered flower hands......

Co-authoring is all about "messing with flowers and grass"!?

Of course, Xia Wuji also understands the selection criteria of this girl, not whether it is suitable or not, but whether the name is good or not, whether it is beautiful and beautiful, and it is in line with her little fairy personality.

"Rong'er, Shaolin stunts aren't the more the better"

Xia Wuji smiled: "If you practice too much, it will be harmful, and it is easy to go crazy?" If you want to practice any of the seventy-two stunts to a high and profound realm, you must have the corresponding Dharma cultivation. ”

The sweeping monk once said that each of the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin is a powerful and ruthless kung fu that hurts people's lives. The more you practice, the heavier your anger becomes, so you need to dispel it with the Dharma of compassion, otherwise your anger will backfire and you will definitely die.

Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo are examples.

Since the establishment of Shaolin stunts, only Bodhidharma Patriarch has seventy-two doors. Others have practiced more than ten kinds, and there are only a handful.

"Huh? So dangerous? Huang Ronghua's face changed slightly, and as soon as her hand was scattered, all the cheats fell to the ground: "Brother Ouyang, what's going on?" If you don't understand the Dharma, you can't practice these martial arts? ”

Xia Wuji nodded and said, "To put it simply, the seventy-two stunts are the four books and five classics, and the Buddhist classics are annotations and explanations. If you don't look at the latter, you will practice the former, and you will be in danger of going mad. ”

Buddhism and Taoist martial arts both require a certain cultural background, such as Mei Chaofeng and his wife, who stubbornly practiced the "Nine Yin Divine Claw" of Taoist superior martial arts into the "Nine Yin White Bone Claw".

This is the loss of having no culture.

In Buddhism, Taoism and martial arts, every word may contain allusions, and it is strange to practice indiscriminately and not go mad.

Xia Wuji explained to Huang Rong, Huang Rong suddenly realized, and snorted angrily: "Not bald, not poisonous, not poisonous, not bald, martial arts pay so much attention, this group of monks really harbors evil intentions." ”

Xia Wuji said with a smile: "My father-in-law's martial arts are also exquisite, and he also mixes poetry and Buddhist terminology into it, but you scolded him too." ”

"I hate you, Daddy still has a lot of hair, and he is not bald at all."

"When people reach middle age, they have to soak wolfberries in a thermos cup, and their father-in-law must have understood the truth of this sentence."

The two joked, and Xia Wuji personally selected three Shaolin stunts for Huang Rong.

Although Huang Rong is not very old, she is knowledgeable and knowledgeable, and she has a lot of knowledge in Buddhist classics, just studying these three volumes is still more than enough.

As for Xia Wuji, he was still reading it casually. Whether it is Buddhist scriptures or martial arts, I am not picky at all.

When the sky was about to dawn, the two drifted away.

In the next half month, Xia Wuji and Huang Rong lived in a small town at the foot of Shaolin Mountain.

During the day, I played around, and ran to the Shaolin Temple to chant and worship the Buddha.

In the evening, I went to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to wander around and read the martial arts scriptures.

Xia Wuji glanced at ten lines, never forgot it, and in the past half a month, he has read most of the books in the Scripture Pavilion.

The Jiuyang Sutra was naturally read by him, this is the strongest internal strength in this world, the difficulty is not low, if you want to cultivate to the fullest, talent, chance, and heart are indispensable.

Monk Jueyuan fits the state of mind of the Jiuyang True Scripture, and has practiced for thirty years, but he has not been able to achieve great success, which can be seen from this.

Of course, as the son of luck and the super big coercion Zhang Wuji, this is no longer the case.

Although Xia Wuji can't catch up with Zhang Wuji for the time being, his martial arts talent is not bad, and coupled with the state of mind that fits the cultivation of the Jiuyang True Sutra, his progress is also quite gratifying.

According to the current speed of cultivation, when Huashan discusses the sword, he will not say that he is the first in the world, and he may be able to beat the other four people by himself.

On this day, Xia Wuji came to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion again.

Once raw, second cooked, he has copied the meat back to the pot more than ten times.

As for Huang Rong, that girl has long since stopped coming.

"What a wicked obstacle, you dare to trespass into the Scripture Pavilion." Suddenly, an angry rebuke sounded, like a thunderclap exploding out of thin air.

Xia Wuji was fascinated when he was flipping through it, but he didn't notice that there were two masters in the Scripture Pavilion.

It turned out that during this half month, the monks in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion always fainted for no reason. At first, I thought it was disrespectful to the Buddha and punished by the Buddha. Later, he slowly noticed the cat and reported it to the elders.

And today, two elders came to inspect the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, and they happened to bump into Xia Wuji, a book thief.

Xia Wuji closed the book, and when he looked at it in a blink of an eye, he saw two old monks with white beards.

One is kind-eyed, and the other is angry. The two of them breathe long, almost inaudible, and are obviously first-class players in internal strength.

It was the old monk who spoke earlier.

"Amitabha...... Why did this donor trespass on my Shaolin forbidden land? Another kind-eyed monk spoke, his voice calm, but faintly imposing.

Xia Wuji showed an arrogant expression, and he almost looked at people with his nostrils, and he snorted: "I am the little prince of the Jin Kingdom, Wan Yankang, what's wrong with reading the books of you bald people?" If you make this little king angry, transfer 100,000 troops and destroy your Shaolin Temple. ”

"You...... You ......" The two monks were stunned, but they didn't expect the book thief to be discovered, not only did they not have the slightest panic and fear, but they looked confident.

Xia Wuji's "actor self-cultivation" skills were full marks, and he was arrogant, which frightened the two of them for a while.

"Ben Xiaowang is hungry, quickly let someone prepare some vegetarian dishes, and eat lighter today." Xia Wuji touched his chin and said, "Just prepare smoked chicken legs, eight-treasure fat duck, roast rabbit meat, roast beef, ......"

Is this called vegetarian cuisine? Is this called light?

trespassing in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and eating meat and drinking wine on the monk's territory is too deceitful!!

"Good evil obstacles, today let you know that the world is as good as it comes, and there is also the anger of the king of Ming." The angry-eyed old monk jumped like thunder, ignoring the other monk's obstruction, and pressed Xia Wuji with one palm.

"It's a good time, let Ben Xiaowang see how powerful your Shaolin masters are."

Xia Wuji laughed and greeted him.

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ps: Meng Xin knelt down and begged for recommendation votes