At dawn the next morning, he said goodbye to Zhou Gong, slowly opened his eyes, and after he was fully dressed, he washed up with Nongfu Spring, and put the tent and sleeping bag into the space-time spirit bead. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ。

Came to a clearing outside the forest, took a deep breath, felt that the air was much fresher than the twenty-first century, and began to practice Xingyi boxing. Voice. (When practicing martial arts, he shouted out his voice to concentrate his whole body's strength), and then practiced Bajiquan, and finally used Tai Chi to adjust the rapid beating heartbeat, and contained the distracting thoughts in his mind..

When Wu Dong practiced all kinds of internal and external boxing techniques one by one, he didn't feel much when he practiced external boxing, but when he changed to practice internal boxing, he felt the strangeness inside his body: "Could it be that the Southern Song Dynasty was too rich compared with the 21st century?" "I was very surprised that when I practiced Neijiaquan, there were subtle warm currents in many places inside my body.

"It seems that you can really cultivate your internal strength!" Wu Dong thought excitedly, and then recalled the "Four Classics of Internal Strength" taught by his master before, so he first began to stand on the pile in accordance with the requirements of the "Four Classics of Internal Strength". “.。。 With a breath of inhalation, meditate on the true qi starting from the spring, gradually rising on the two ribs, from the two ribs to the front chest, from the front chest to the back of the ears, from the back of the ears to the mud pill palace Baihui acupoint... When lowering the qi, meditate on the true qi starting from the mud pill palace to the Yin Hall to the nose to the throat. Penetrate to the back and back to the chest. Sink in the dantian... ”

According to the "Four Sutras of Internal Strength", he began to practice, only to feel that the spring points on the soles of his feet slowly began to heat up as mentioned in the book, and then felt a subtle flow of heat slowly flowing upwards with his consciousness, Wu Dong's state of mind at this time was very excited. His chaotic thoughts caused him to be unable to control the warm currents in his body.

An uncomfortable feeling forced Wu Dong to stop the urge to continue cultivating internal strength, and then took out some convenience food and solved the breakfast.

After cleaning up the garbage he had thrown away, Wu Dong wore a unique version of the monk's costume he made, and walked towards the direction of the rising sun at this time.

Stepping on clumps of weeds, over the trees, about ten minutes, there was a piece of cultivated land outside, only to see some cabbage in the field... "It seems that it is not far from the location of someone" Wu Dong looked at the surrounding environment and chose a path that was walked out of the way to continue walking.

Turning over a small slope, there are scattered houses in front of you, maybe there is no concept of urban planning in this era! After a little look, Wu Dong walked towards this small village in the Southern Song Dynasty.

"Hello, uncle, where is this place?" Wu Dong asked the middle-aged man who was sitting on the threshold with a bowl of noodles in front of him.

"This is Songshan, where did the young man come from and where is he going?" The middle-aged man who was eating noodles looked Wu Dong up and down and said.

Being looked at by the monster like a monster, Wu Dong's heart was numb, and after thinking about it, he didn't do anything wrong, and in a moment he put aside his messy thoughts, and asked the middle-aged man who was eating noodles: "Uncle, how to get to Shaolin Temple?" ”

"Climb the mountain in front of you and go to Shaolin Temple, are you going to Shaolin to become a monk?" The middle-aged man asked rhetorically after answering, and looked at Wu Dong's bald head with a thoughtful look.

"No, I just heard that the world's martial arts are out of Shaolin, and I am going to go to Shaolin to learn two tricks, but my hair is shaved" Wu Dong replied with a smile, thinking that he didn't have any money on him, so he asked the middle-aged man again: "Is there any city near my uncle?" ”

"The one that is closer is Kaifeng, which is more prosperous," the middle-aged man who eats noodles explained to Wu Dong the direction in which Kaifeng is located.

Bidding farewell to the uncle who was eating noodles, Wu Dong left the village and headed in the direction of Shaolin Temple.

Time passed in a hurry, and when he came to the foot of the Shaolin Temple, it was already afternoon. While people were not paying attention, Wu Dong took out a packaged full-body mirror from the space-time spirit bead, and carried the mirror towards the mountain gate of Shaolin Temple.

Came to the mountain gate of Shaolin Temple, and before Wu Dong stepped forward, he saw a monk who knew that he came to Wu Dongxing, "Donor, where do you come from in Shaolin?" ”

"This master, I want to ask to see the abbot, I am here to offer treasure!" Wu Dong beckoned to the monk of Zhike, and when the monk came to him, he opened the corner of the mirror that covered it, and the monk suddenly burst into eyes, and said in shock: "The poor monk immediately went to tell the abbot of the void." The monk walked three steps and suddenly turned around and said, "Please also ask the donor to come with me."

The monk in front is leading the way, and Wu Dong is following behind, originally the monk wanted to resist the mirror for him, but he was not very willing..

About ten minutes later, Wu Dong followed the monk to an independent courtyard: "Wait a minute, donor, I'll go tell the abbot!" ”

After a short time, I saw the monk leading a monk with a crane-haired boy face and a long beard like snow to come out with a Zen staff, "It turns out that this is the so-called empty abbot, it looks very kind," Wu Dong looked at the old monk who accompanied the monk and guessed that the old monk was the abbot of Shaolin Temple.

"What is the reason why the donor came to my Shaolin?" He looked at Wu Dong and asked Wu Dong

"I came only for three things, first, it is fate to get the mirror used by the Pure Altar Bodhisattva, and I measured it left and right, and I feel that the Bodhisattva and you Shaolin are both Buddhists, and this is a family, so I am ready to dedicate it to Shaolin, and only Shaolin is the most qualified to obtain this treasure mirror. Second, I want to copy some Buddhist scriptures so that I can understand some truths that are conducive to self-cultivation. Third, I will talk to the abbot in detail when the time comes. Wu Dong thought for a moment and replied.

"Pure altar bodhisattva?" He was taken aback, and then asked in surprise, "What kind of mirror does the Pure Altar Bodhisattva have?" ”

"Abbot, this matter is a long story, when the Pure Altar Bodhisattva did not become a Buddha, he was originally a marshal of the heavenly court----- Marshal of Tianpeng, and then he violated the rules of heaven for molesting Chang'e, and then he was demoted to the mortal world, and the punishment became a pig, at this time it was called Zhu Bajie, and Zhu Bajie looked in the mirror.." Wu Dong explained to the air, but fortunately he didn't say "inside and outside are not people".

Seeing Kong's expression of believing that it was true, Wu Dong opened the covered mirror while the iron was hot, pointed to the mirror with his hand and asked, "Abbot, please see, if this is not the treasure mirror of the Pure Altar Bodhisattva, is there such a delicate and clear mirror in the world?" "Empty fell into a frenzy...

Nearly half an hour passed, and Wu Dong's shortness of breath gradually calmed down... Then he said to the empty road: "Abbot, you see that my first thing has been completed, I visited the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to copy the Buddhist scriptures?" ”

"Thank you to the donor for giving me such a great gift from Shaolin, the things in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, as long as the donor swears not to leak out, whether it is Buddhist scriptures or martial arts classics, the donor will watch it by himself, I hope the donor will not be obsessed with power, and there is no corresponding mentality, and I hope that the donor will practice Buddhism for a period of time first" The empty abbot is like seeing through Wu Dong's thoughts.

"Thank you, abbot" Wu Dong thanked the abbot and immediately swore an oath, "I, Wu Dong, swear again that I will never divulge everything in the Shaolin Temple Scripture Pavilion, if you violate this oath, the heavens and the earth will be destroyed!" ”

It seems that no one who can be a leader is a fool, especially the Shaolin abbot in front of him, in addition to treating the mirror as a treasure, he even sees the purpose of my entry into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion clearly. Wu Dong was terrified at the moment. But after thinking about it, he resumed his rapidly fluctuating heartbeat, calmed down his excitement, and silently recited in his heart: "I am here in the Shaolin Zangjing Pavilion, seventy-two stunts, and I am here for the three major magic skills..." ”

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