Chapter 89: Memorize all the scriptures in the Scripture Pavilion
Xuzhu is gone, and with his departure, the storm of arresting the murderer who injured Master Xuanku has also settled.
But because of this turmoil, Shaolin Temple attaches great importance to the safety of Master Xuanku, Lin Yu said that the reason why Xuzhu assassinated Master Xuanku, maybe it is nonsense, maybe it is true, but it is better to believe it, not to believe it, there are not a few people in the rivers and lakes and the Liao State who have a great enmity of life and death, and it is not allowed that these people will jump over the wall in a hurry.
In addition to sweeping the floor in the past few days, Lin Yu spent the rest of his time studying the Diamond Sutra, which has a total of more than 5,000 words.
Unable to figure it out, Lin Yu decided to go to the sweeping monk.
At night, Lin Yu came to the Scripture Pavilion, and then used the previous method to start shouting.
"Monk?" "Sweeping monk?"
"Monk, come out quickly, I have memorized all the Diamond Sutras!"
"If you don't come out, I'll sit here and not leave!"
The sweeping monk didn't show up, Lin Yu was stubborn, sat down cross-legged against the bookshelf, and spent time with the sweeping monk.
Smack, at this time, a scripture book suddenly flew in and fell in front of Lin Yu.
Huayan Sutra
"Take this book back and read it!" The voice of the sweeping monk came from the air.
"Huh?" There was a big question mark on Lin Yu's head, how could it be a scripture, he just wanted to apprentice.
"Those who practice martial arts, look at the center of gravity, you are still young, don't be impatient, study the Buddhist scriptures well!" A heavy sigh came from the night sky, and it faded into the night.
Listening to the voice, the sweeping monk is leaving.
Lin Yu depressedly picked up the Huayan Sutra, put it in the storage space, and then quietly left.
........
Back in the secluded firewood room, Lin Yu was about to go into the tent to sleep, but his eyes glanced at the small tent next to him, and he had doubts in his heart.
The firewood house is rarely visited, especially at night, so it has become a habitat for Lin Yu and Azhu.
Staring at Azhu's tent, Lin Yu clearly remembered that every time Azhu went to bed, he would put his shoes outside the tent, and at this time, the outside of the tent was empty.
"Azhu?" Lin Yu shouted tentatively and softly.
There was no movement in the tent, it was quiet.
"Azhu, are you here?"
Still no one responded.
"Did you go to the bathroom?" Lin Yu wondered, touched his chin, and didn't think much about it, so he got into the tent.
slept until the next morning, and after Lin Yu got up, he found that Azhu had slipped away.
This result was both expected and unexpected.
"Let's go, let's go, I can't stay if I want to go!" Lin Yu sighed in his heart, put away the tent, and then went out to clean.
......
Two days later, Azhu hurriedly returned to the inn where Wang Yuyan was.
"Sister Azhu, is the prince in Shaolin Temple?" Seeing Azhu, Abi was the most eager, staring straight at Azhu with a pair of big eyes, anxiously waiting for an answer.
Wang Yuyan also looked at Ah Zhu expectantly, she was eager to know Murong Fu's whereabouts, but deep down she was afraid that Ah Zhu would say the answer she didn't want to hear.
A Zhu's face showed a little sorrow, glanced at the second daughter, and then said softly: "The prince is not in the Shaolin Temple!" ”
A simple sentence wiped out Ah Bi and Wang Yuyan's illusions, before they could convince themselves not to believe Lin Yu's nonsense, but now, Murong Fu is not in Shaolin Temple, then Lin Yu is likely not to talk nonsense.
Does my cousin really like men?
Wang Yuyan felt a faint sense of loss in her heart, she had never felt this way, hesitation and confusion made her lose the direction of the future.
In the past, Wang Yuyan felt that she was alive for her cousin, and she could do anything for her cousin.
But now, my cousin likes men.
Thinking of this result, Wang Yuyan couldn't help but feel heartache, she covered her chest, sat down on the chair in despair, looked out of the window with her eyes stupid, and her elf-like face was full of sadness.
Seeing Wang Yuyan like this, Azhu couldn't bear it. "Miss Biao, let's go back to Mantuo Villa first!"
Wang Yuyan was quiet, her eyes were dull, and she said softly after a long time: "You guys go out first, I want to stay alone for a while!" ”
Abi wanted to comfort a few words, but was stopped by Azhu with her eyes, she pulled Abi and slowly exited the room.
It is difficult for anyone to accept this kind of thing, Wang Yuyan really needs to be quiet.
........
"Ding, congratulations to the host for successfully fooling Wang Yuyan, giving up Murong Fu, and getting a two-star special item, a memory capsule."
Lin Yu had just finished memorizing the Huayan Sutra when he suddenly received a system prompt.
"Huh? That's it? Lin Yu was stunned, "I didn't do anything!" Could it be Azhu? ”
Lin Yu guessed that Azhu should bring the news of Murong Fu's absence in Shaolin Temple to Wang Yuyan so that he could complete the task.
Now that the task is complete, the process is no longer important, the important thing is the reward.
"Memory capsules? What's that? ”
"Memory Capsule: After taking it, you have the ability to remember it, and the effect lasts for a day."
The effect is very good and powerful, but hearing the explanation of the system, Lin Yu was puzzled in his heart, he didn't seem to have seen this memory capsule in the mall. Thinking back to the prompt, his memory was stuck on the words 'special items'.
"What do you mean by special items?"
"Special items, items that cannot be purchased in the mall!"
“.... Are there any items that can't be bought? Lin Yu was strange, in his eyes, the system mall was simply omnipotent, there was only what he couldn't think of, and there was nothing he couldn't buy. But now, the system tells him that there are really items that the mall doesn't sell.
"Of course, although the mall is all-inclusive, there are still many things that can't be bought, such as skills!"
"Hmm!" Lin Yu nodded in agreement, he deeply understood this, martial arts can buy cheats, and they can be instilled. But the skills are not sold in the mall.
If the skills are sold, Lin Yu will buy the top driving skills as soon as possible, lest the old driver hidden in his mind run out one day and drag him to drag the car.
Wang Yuyan's task has come to an end, and Lin Yu's most urgent thing now is to apprentice to the sweeping monk.
The Huayan Sutra has been recited in its entirety, and next, it is time to go to the sweeping monk.
At night, Lin Yu secretly visited the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion again.
"Monk, I've finished reading this Buddhist scripture!"
"Can you understand the truth in the book?" In the empty scripture pavilion, there was a faint old voice, under the cover of the night, like a ghostly whisper.
"The disciple has already memorized it, so he naturally understands the truth!" Lin Yu replied confidently, he had the skills of language proficiency, and classical Chinese was a piece of cake for him. The Diamond Sutra and the Huayan Sutra, some obscure chapters and sentences in it, in his eyes, are no different from primary school Chinese texts.
"That's ....."
Bang, another scripture book flew out and landed in front of Lin Yu.
Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra.
Sure enough, seeing the scriptures in front of him, Lin Yu felt a little disappointed in his heart, he looked at the dark corner of the room, and asked: "Monk, I just want to apprentice to the teacher, I don't want to read the scriptures!" ”
"If you memorize all the scriptures in this scripture pavilion, it will not be too late to apprentice!"
"Really?" When Lin Yu heard this answer, he was not discouraged, but a little happy.
"Naturally!"
"Okay, monk, we're up for sure!" Lin Yu said eagerly, as if he was afraid that the sweeping monk would regret it.
Then, he pulled out the memory capsule and took it down.
After taking the memory capsule, Lin Yu felt that his mind instantly became clear, and his whole person was refreshed. Looking around, everything around him seemed to be recorded as a movie, and every frame was instantly stored in his memory, and even the traces of the moth just flying around the oil lamp, he knew it well.
Feeling the change in himself, Lin Yu's face was full of confidence, and he looked at the entire Scripture Pavilion, and he was full of pride.
I want to memorize all the scriptures by heart.
Picking up the "Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra" and approaching the oil lamp, Lin Yu couldn't wait to open it.
When contemplating the bodhisattva of self-reliance, when he walks in the deep prajnaparamita, he sees that the five aggregates are empty, and he overcomes all suffering......
Ten lines at a glance, every word on the scripture, Lin Yu just glanced at it, and it was instantly imprinted in his mind.
The Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra is very short, with only 260 words of text, but there are tens of thousands of words of instructions at the back, which is dozens of pages.
With so many words, ordinary people have to read it for half an hour, but Lin Yu only spent a minute, but he memorized all the contents by heart.
Closing the book, Lin Yu closed his eyes, silently thinking about the content of the Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra in his heart, every word and sentence was clearer than the ancient poems he had learned in school.
Opening his eyes, the corners of Lin Yu's mouth completed an arc, then got up, walked to the nearest bookshelf, picked up a stack of Buddhist scriptures, and returned to the oil lamp to continue reciting.
This time, Lin Yu's speed of flipping through the book was a few points faster than before.
A Buddhist scripture, dozens of pages, can be turned in a minute at most.
The sweeping monk hiding in the shadows looked at Lin Yu's crazy actions, and was very surprised in his heart, in his opinion, Lin Yu was not reading, it was more like turning a book, and turning a book was not as fast as he did.
When the two first met, Lin Yu's rhetoric failed to leave a good impression on the sweeping monk, and he felt that Lin Yu was too impetuous. So Lin Yu wanted to apprentice, but the sweeping monk did not agree, but was ready to hone Lin Yu's heart first.
The best way to hone your mind is to read books, and there is nothing in this scripture pavilion, but there are all kinds of Buddhist scriptures, a total of thousands of them.
Read these sutras and understand them thoroughly. It would take at least ten years for the average person.
Ten years later, Lin Yu was able to persevere, and the sweeping monk accepted him as an apprentice.
But now, things are going wrong......
One, two... Ten copies.... Twenty copies... Forty copies.
The sweeping monk secretly watched Lin Yu's movements, and silently counted in his heart, about a stick of incense, Lin Yu actually turned over forty Buddhist scriptures.
Looking at Lin Yu's crazy flip book, immersed in it, and still happy, the sweeping monk sighed softly and reminded.
"Donor, it's useless for you to turn the book like this, what the old man asks is to memorize the articles in it."
"I know, I know!" Lin Yu responded in his mouth, but he didn't stop turning the book in his hand.
Seeing that Lin Yu was still so crazy, the sweeping monk sighed in his heart: How can he practice martial arts if he is so impetuous?
Glancing at Lin Yu, who kept flipping through the books, the sweeping monk shook his head and turned to leave.