Chapter 60: Reaping the Fruits of Victory

It may be because the people of Shaolin Temple felt that with this ascetic monk in charge, the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion would be foolproof, so they did not send other monks to guard the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

It's a pity that there is no absolutely invincible person in this world, and the people of Shaolin Temple miscalculated. So they have to pay the price for their miscalculation, and that is the scriptures of the Scripture Pavilion.

Li Ming entered the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and began to look for various exercises in the vast sea of books.

Although most of them are scriptures, and only a small part of the exercises are placed in the corner, it is only this small part of the exercises, and they are all killed in terms of quality and quantity.

Li Ming found a lot of legendary exercises, such as the "Yijin Sutra" that changes people's qualifications, and of course, there are also various magical powers of Buddhism, such as the Nyorai Divine Palm that the ascetic monk performed just now, and the lion's roar. Li Ming said that he laughed at it.

Li Ming used his mental power to hold up these thousands of scriptures, and then flew away towards the bottom of the mountain, hiding them and keeping them for the future, where he would study them carefully.

And when Li Ming left, he gave the ascetic a knife. Because he saw a sentence in the secret of Vajra's incorruptible divine skill, it is called breaking and standing up to practice to the highest realm.

Li Ming's heart moved when he saw it, and he hurriedly flew out to check the body of the dervishe. I found that this guy was really running the exercises, and he was ready to take advantage of this failure to reach the highest state of King Kong incorruptibility.

When the time comes, the tragedy will be Li Ming.

It's a pity that Li Ming found out in advance, so Li Ming happily mended a knife for the dervishe.

Then he returned to the meditation room prepared for him by the Shaolin Temple.

The sun rose again, and the sunlight shone on the ascetic's iron-blue face, emitting a faint golden light, and at first glance it still smelled of a Buddha.

When a sweeping monk found the body of an ascetic, the entire Shaolin Temple was in a stir.

Most of the monks with relatively low status did not know the identity of ascetics, and thought that they were just an ordinary kind old man who guarded the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and although his martial arts were not high, he would still enthusiastically recommend exercises to them.

And those monks who were of higher rank were greatly shaken, after all, they knew the identity of this ascetic.

His rank is even higher than that of the abbot, if it weren't for the regulations of the Shaolin Temple, maybe the current abbot would be this ascetic.

In the Shaolin Temple, the higher the seniority, the higher the martial arts, of course, there are exceptions like Wei Xiaobao.

As for the ascetics, this kind of monks only seek to understand the Dharma and martial arts all their lives, and each generation of ascetics is trained by selecting people with excellent qualifications from among those small novices.

Concentrate the best resources of the entire Shaolin Temple on these people, and then these people will take up the burden of defending the Shaolin Temple after they have practiced martial arts.

Even in a temple like Shaolin Temple, which is famous for martial arts, there are many monks in it who have never practiced martial arts.

In fact, the whole Shaolin Temple is like an ant nest, and those ordinary monks are worker ants, offering those soldier ants to protect them. And after those soldier ants are strong, they will attract more worker ants to come, which will create more soldier ants, and the cycle will go on and on, and finally become the world-famous Shaolin Temple.

Now the name of the abbot of Shaolin Temple is Xuankong, the realm of martial arts is not high, there is half of the ascetic, but the abbot does not have to go into battle to kill the enemy, what he wants is not martial arts, but Buddhism.

Xuankong summoned the dervishes to a meeting and asked them to express their thoughts on the matter.

As a result, most of the dervishes wanted to fight.

Xuankong couldn't help but shake his head, these people say that they are brave and unscrupulous, and if they are ugly, they are a group of brave porcupines.

Xuankong couldn't help but hit the ground heavily with the Zen staff in his hand, signaling these porcupines to calm down, and the abbot had something to say: "I can understand everyone's feelings, but you also have to take into account our difficulties." You must know that this thief beheaded the strongest martial artist in Shaolin Temple with a sword, and then swept away the scriptures of Shaolin Temple, so it can be said that it is not an exaggeration to skin him and cramp. However, we don't even know who this person is, so how can we talk about revenge? ”

The brave porcupines below fell silent and whispered. But these people have been practicing martial arts since they were children, chanting scriptures, and they have a whole elm head. Can you come up with a good idea.

Xuankong also knew that these people had no special skills except for high martial arts, and let them think of schemes as if they were trying to get a sow to go up a tree. Therefore, Xuankong coughed, showed his sense of existence, and began to use the usual tone of the leader's speech, and began to press.

I won't repeat the long arguments, but in short, there is only one core point, that is, the thief must not be able to run far with so many scriptures, and he should search within a radius of 100 miles.

Now that the abbot's order had been given, the group of ascetics could not think of a better way to come out, so they all dispersed with a bang. It seems that he went to the mountains and fields to search for books.

The abbot was left alone and shivering in the cold wind of the winter night.

As for Li Ming, how could he not know that there was such a big disturbance in this temple, and the ascetics were all over the mountains to search for books, and he would naturally guess it early in the morning.

It's not how smart Li Ming is, but now Shaolin Temple can only take this one method.

So Li Ming divided the scriptures into several parts early in the morning and hid them under the various Buddha statues.

No matter what this group of monks said, they would not have moved the Buddha statue away to find the scriptures.

So Li Ming used the name of worshipping the Buddha to visit the Buddha and recite those martial arts secrets.

Li Ming didn't know why he did this, but he just thought it would be excellent to memorize more martial arts cheats.

For Li Ming, the rich man, the abbot showed great enthusiasm, and all the requirements were to meet Li Ming as much as possible. Because Li Ming has already paid hundreds of thousands of incense money.

As for Li Ming's wet and crumbling thing of worshipping the Buddha alone, he naturally agreed to it. And when he agreed, he patted his chest and promised that no one would come to disturb Li Ming.

As everyone knows, this Buddhist hall has become the place where Li Ming committed his crimes.

Li Ming found out the secret book that had been hidden a long time ago, and then began to recite it frantically.

After all, Li Ming has taken medicine, so rote memorization is naturally not a problem. On average, a book takes less than five minutes, and Li Ming is able to recite it word for word.

Even so, Li Ming memorized it for a day, but still half of the scriptures were not memorized. But it doesn't matter, I'll just be here tomorrow for a day.

At night, Li Ming returned to the meditation room, lay on the bed and recalled today's recitation efficiency, and couldn't help but sigh, if this was to have one when he was a child, then he could become a scholar casually.

At the same time, Li Ming finally realized how big the gap between those with high IQ and ordinary people is unforgettable, and he couldn't help but sigh again, the gap between this person and people is sometimes bigger than the gap between people and pigs.