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There are indeed a lot of monkeys in the valley, and the small wooden house built by the water's edge in the far reaches of the land has monkeys visiting within a few days. Lu Yuan didn't drive it away, and fed the monkeys with some dried southern fruits he brought. Within a few days, a monkey took advantage of him to practice martial arts and opened his package to find food. It's a pity that although these monkeys are as smart as becoming a sperm, how can they be as good as Lu Yuan, who has a heart. Lu Yuan's back fruit came all the way to seduce monkeys. Now the dried fruit is stored in hollowed logs, tightly sealed, and the monkeys can find them.

A few days later, a monkey came over with fruit, and Lu Yuan left the fruit and exchanged some dried fruits. In such a small half a month, Lu Yuan became familiar with the monkey. Every day, a dozen monkeys either squatted in the room to watch him practice martial arts, or went in to make his pot clink.

After he finished practicing martial arts, a monkey came up to give him fresh fruit and took away the dried fruit. Although the monkeys were naughty, they did not snatch them directly from him.

When I woke up early in the morning, the light from the window had already appeared, but the surrounding peaks were towering, and the sun could not be seen until about ten o'clock. Lu Yuan was woken up by chirping monkeys every day, but today there was no sound outside, and Lu Yuan was shocked.

When I opened the door, I saw a big white ape standing like a human, holding a half-green peach in his hand, guarding the door. There was a large group of monkeys squatting on the trees in the distance, all looking at this side and scratching their ears and cheeks, but they were not noisy.

As soon as Lu Yuan saw this scene, he said in his heart, it's finally here!

When the ape saw him come out, he stepped forward, handed the peach first, and then pointed to his abdomen, and did not roar, but just looked at Lu Yuan like that. Lu Yuan knew that this old white ape had a very high intelligence, and he couldn't be treated like an ordinary ape. Regardless of the green or red, he first collected the peach and put it on the table, and then stepped forward to take a closer look at the abdomen.

This small operation of laparotomy has been prepared by Lu Yuan for a long time. Sharp knives, sewing needles, gut, these tools are prepared. There is no anesthetic, and instead of poppy ointment, this thing can also be found in pharmacies.

Let the ape lie on the table, fix his hands and feet, and work for an hour before the operation was completed. At this time, the effect of the medicine had not passed, Lu Yuan stitched up the wound and sprinkled it with the best gold sore medicine. Then he arranged the white ape on his bed and fed most of the bowl of porridge, just as a sick number.

After the white ape fell asleep and all the monkeys visited one by one, Lu Yuan had time to open the oilcloth bag and take out the Jiuyang True Scripture to watch.

Lu Yuan only wants to live happily in this life, and has no pursuits.

As long as the master and brother are good, and the Shaolin faction also takes care of some, this is enough. If you still have the mind, just help out on the anti-yuan, this is already a work beyond the plan. For martial arts, he is more fond of martial arts, and wants to practice the artistic conception of Yuanheng. For the rivers and lakes to become famous, there is no pursuit. Since he came out of Shaolin, he has been learning from others, and there is no time to win or lose.

At this time, when I got the Jiuyang Sutra, my first thought was to go back to Shaolin and ask the master to learn.

When I opened it, it was really a Sanskrit flail scripture. Lu Yuan also learned some Sanskrit in Shaolin, and he could barely read some meanings. When I opened a few pages, I saw Chinese characters written between the lines. Lu Yuan didn't go into detail, so read through it first. At first sight, I was shocked by the memory of the colorless Zen master, and the first few hundred words actually matched! Except for a few homophone errors, even the Sanskrit verses in between. However, the more mistakes are made later, there are omissions in whole words and sentences, and there are reversals in the back, and it is almost impossible to compare them in the back.

By the end of the Shaolin Jiuyang Gong scriptures, it only accounted for two-thirds of the Jiuyang scriptures. It seems that although the old monk Jueyuan died of exhaustion that night, he was not able to memorize the text completely.

In this way, it was a few hours, and the sun was already facing west.

When he raised his eyes, he saw the white ape looking at him with blank eyes, although he didn't dare to move, he kept grinning his teeth, obviously in severe pain.

Lu Yuan changed the medicine again, and it was mixed with some poppy ointment, which could relieve some pain. There were a lot of fruits sent by the monkeys on the table, but the old ape just watched and didn't eat it. Lu Yuan guessed a few times, until he picked up the cyan peach and took a bite, and the old white ape picked up the other fruits and ate them.

Lu Yuan couldn't help but shake his head, this beast knows how to be grateful more than humans, and he can't say what it tastes like for a while, so he silently ate the green peach.

After a few days, the old white ape gradually improved, and was able to walk around the house. It's a pity that in order to prevent the wound from tearing, he still can't climb the tree, and he saw that he watched those monkeys soar high and low, his eyes were full of envy, and he only scratched his ears and cheeks at the back of the monkeys.

Lu Yuan had already read the sentences of the book clearly, and then memorized the whole text, and then began to interpret it word by word. There are a total of four volumes of the Jiuyang True Scripture, each volume is only a few hundred words, and there are also some methods of applying internal strength and some understanding of martial arts, which is not difficult to read.

After the old white ape was completely raised, Lu Yuan divided the remaining dried fruits and opened the storage place for the monkeys to see, lest there would always be monkeys turning over his things.

After a few days, the monkey's interest shifted elsewhere and he stopped harassing him. He only then began to cultivate the Nine Yang True Scriptures.

The kung fu in the first volume is basically consistent with Shaolin Jiuyang Gong, and Lu Yuan has already practiced it. This revision was repeated in several places, but it was completed in three or five days.

The second volume involves the bottlenecks he encountered before, and after reading it carefully, he found that so far the Jiuyang True Scripture and Shaolin Jiuyang Gong have gone on two roads. This volume of Lu Yuan always referred to Shaolin Jiuyang Gong, and it was not until winter that it was practiced, and after careful calculation, five months have passed.

At this time, Lu Yuan already had the intention of returning, but he just thought that it would be inconvenient to go out of Kunlun in winter, so he continued to practice.

Zhang Wuji practiced for a year in the third volume, and Lu Yuan felt that his qualifications might be worse than Zhang Wuji, so he didn't think about finishing it. I just want to stay until the spring flowers bloom, so I will go back to Shaolin Temple first. I don't want this third volume, because it has little to do with Shaolin Jiuyang Gong, Lu Yuan let go of the practice, but after nine months of kung fu, he will be completely practiced.

It was already the height of summer. Lu Yuan sighed, cleaned up the room, said goodbye to the monkeys, and climbed directly along the rock wall of the valley. At this time, the power is deep, and between breaths, the true qi is bubbling like water around the mountain, endlessly. There is no need to perform light work, the palm of the hand on the stone wall or press or pat, a foot or two away, looking for a place to settle in the middle, but half an hour, already standing on the cliff.

At this time, the flowers under the mountain are full of flowers, and the top of the mountain is still full of residual snow, Lu Yuan stepped on it, climbed high and looked into the distance, and couldn't help but burst out with pride, and a long roar went straight into the sky like a dragon's roar.