After all, Hua Twelve still failed to see the Shaolin abbot, that is, the old monk Fang Zheng.

According to the monks in the temple, Fang Zheng and Fang Sheng took a few disciples to the capital to prepare to participate in the martial arts conference next month.

The main owner didn't see it, it can't be in vain, Hua Twelve has already said in front of the Buddha, to clean the door for the Buddha, people have no faith and do not stand, said to do.

Immediately took Jia Ting and them, and gathered all the monks of the temple in front of the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

The process was very smooth, and there were few resistors, after all, the martial arts were good just now, and Hua Twelve was beaten by one person, as for the rest of the monks.

Hua Twelve stood in front of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, looked at the thousands of monks gathered below, and sighed helplessly:

"None of them can fight!"

After speaking, he asked Jia Ting and them to go down and abolish all the monks in the temple.

Isn't it good for monks to practice the Dharma well, what kind of martial arts do they practice?

Jia Ting, these people are quite ruthless, those who have internal skills directly break the dantian, and those who practice external skills break the muscles and bones of their hands and feet, and when these people's muscles and bones grow well, their external skills will be wasted.

Hua Twelve felt that since he had done it, he had to do it absolutely and not leave a little trouble.

Didn't the great man say that a spark can start a prairie fire, and he thought so.

So you can't give the world's number one faction a chance to turn the tables at a fixed point.

It is that even the firehead monk who cooks in the Shaolin kitchen did not let go, and all of them were pulled out and abolished martial arts.

In addition to these monks, Jia Ting also commanded a group of small novices in the temple to bring out seven or eight middle-aged and elderly monks from the back meditation room.

Among these monks, the old ones are the senior monks of the square character generation, and the middle-aged monks are all Shaolin Miaozi monks, which are more profound than the monks of the ordinary character generation.

Hua Twelve asked and learned that these were all people who had been practicing internal strength since the morning, and they were made angry by his throat, and the lightest injuries were all bifurcations, and they needed to be recuperated in bed.

Guilty!

Shame!

Hua Twelve didn't expect it to be a sin of his own making!

He is such a kind person, he can't look at this, and he can't see these eminent monks suffering.

Immediately, each of them gave a finger and used a yang finger to break the dantian of these monks.

These masters are because of the poor internal force, and go crazy, and now the dantian is abandoned, the internal force will naturally dissipate, and the disease of going mad will be cured without medicine.

Hua Twelve waved his hand at the monks who cast a 'grateful' gaze at him: "Don't kowtow, things started because of me, this is what I should do!" ”

Jia Ting and the others rolled their eyes when they heard this, and said in their hearts, who wants to kowtow to you these monks, I guess I can't hate you.

Sure enough, there were a few weak monks, who listened to Hua Twelve's words, and fainted with anger, and before losing consciousness, they thought, thank you for your eight ancestors!

Let Jia Ting send people to watch these monks and not let them crawl around.

That's right, it's climbing, now these monks are scrapping internal strength, breaking muscles and bones, all of them are empty, if you want to run, you can't run, if you want to escape, it is estimated that you can only climb.

Hua Twelve asked people to close the temple door, and when the province was doing business, a pilgrim accidentally broke in, and then left a few Dongchang fans, looking at these monks, he pulled Yue Lingshan, and took Jia Ting and others to find the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

The boss is not here, of course he has to steal his home, otherwise he won't come for nothing.

But everyone searched the entire Shaolin Temple, and there was no trace of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, and Hua Twelve waved his hand to Jia Ting behind him.

Jia Ting understood, and took a few Dongchang fans like wolves and tigers to the Daxiong Treasure Palace, and after a while, he brought a temple traitor with a blue nose and swollen face and two broken ribs.

When Hua Twelve approached, Jia Ting sneered and said: "My lord, this senior monk is sensible and understands righteousness, and he is dragging his sick body, and he will also take us to the Scripture Pavilion!" ”

Yue Lingshan was kind-hearted and couldn't bear to say: "Mr. Jia, this master's leg is lame, and he looks very painful, shouldn't you be tortured to extract a confession, forcing him to take us there!" ”

Hua Twelve looked at Jia Ting, raised his eyebrows, and said in a deep voice: "What's the matter, did you really do it?" Didn't I tell you, just now I did it to get rid of these monks' martial arts, and you can't use violence, and the reputation of the factory guards has ruined you people! ”

Jia Ting broke out in a cold sweat, and bowed again and again: "My lord, Miss Yue, I am wronged, we are all following the adults to convince people with reason, how can we abuse violence!" ”

He turned his head and asked the warrior monk whose eyes were all slitted, "You said it yourself, did we torture to extract a confession?" ”

The temple traitor laughed again and again: "No, no, although the little monk broke two ribs and broke his calf, but a sincere heart, he also wanted to contribute to the Ming Dynasty and the adults, the warrior monks in this temple are full of food and have nothing to do, practice martial arts, and fight bravely, look where they look like a monk, the adults have abolished their martial arts, which is really immeasurable."

Hua Twelve waved his hand modestly: "Don't say that, this is what I should do!" ”

Yue Lingshan's heart was transparent, she pursed her lips and did not speak.

She was now worried that Lao Yue would expel her and Lin Pingzhi from Huashan if she knew about today's events, and she had also whispered to Hua Twelve before, telling him that it was against chivalry.

But Hua Twelve told Yue Lingshan to let her be patient to see the end, and before sunset, she would definitely be allowed to see the true face of this Shaolin faction.

The temple rape limped, led everyone to the Shaolin back mountain behind the meditation room, along a forest path, turned a few turns to the northwest, suddenly cheerful in front of him, only heard the murmuring of the water, there is a pavilion standing next to the mountain stream, a plaque at the top of the building, it is the three words of 'Tibetan Scripture Pavilion'.

Hua Twelve saw that this scripture pavilion was two miles away from the temple, and it was still hidden in the mountains and forests, so he suddenly realized.

When he used to look at Yitian and Xiao Ao, he was still a little puzzled.

Zhao Min in the sky, the heroes of the rivers and lakes in the smiling arrogance, have all attacked the Shaolin Temple, but for some reason did not move the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, it seemed unreasonable at the time, and now I know that it is because the Zangjing Pavilion is not in the temple.

Pulling Yue Lingshan to the ginkgo tree in front of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, Hua Twelve waved his finger at Jia Ting and the others, signaling them to go up first.

The Shaolin faction has been prosperous in the Jinwu world for a long time, from Tianlong to Luding, the status of the rivers and lakes has never been shaken, and the inheritance of martial arts has never been broken.

So let Jia Ting and them explore the way first, if there is really a master, Hua Twelve will decide whether to use a sword or a pistol!

If you really have a top master like a sweeping monk who can't handle Hua Twelve, you can also consider using an RPG or something, and let's see which one is weaker and which is stronger!

Bang bang!

A middle-aged warrior monk holding a cooked copper stick jumped out of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and shouted:

"Well, who are you, dare to trespass on my Shaolin land!"

"Good, good!"

The 12th National Congress of China was overjoyed and said three good words in a row!

Not only did he shout that he was stunned, but the monk was also stunned, and the monk was a little puzzled, how could he beat their people, and this little white face still shouted well!

Yue Lingshan asked in a low voice, "Senior Brother Lin, what's so good!" ”

Hua Twelve pointed to the monk and explained: "Therefore, according to legend, all the treasures of heaven and earth are nearby, there will be poisonous snakes and beasts to guard, you see that there are also here, there must be good things in this scripture pavilion!" ”

The monk was originally a yellow-faced, but when he heard the words, he began to turn black and shouted:

"Say that the poor monk is poisonous snakes and beasts, the poor monk sees that you are demons and monsters, look at my magic wand method, subdue demons and eliminate demons!"

Saying that, the cooked copper stick in his hand danced into a whirlwind, and the next moment, he heard a 'duh' sound, but it was Jia Ting who performed the sword technique to ward off evil spirits, and his body was like a ghost rushing into the shadow of the stick, and a sword pierced the monk's shoulder, nailing it to the door frame of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

is still the same sentence, the world's martial arts, only fast and unbreakable!

As soon as Jia Ting made a move, he turned his hand and slapped on the monk's dantian, instantly abandoning his internal strength, reaching out and poking it, and pointing at his acupoint to faint him.

This shot was clean, so that Hua Twelve shouted "Okay", Lao Jia's evil sword technique is good!

The temple traitor who led the way was so frightened that he knelt directly to the ground: "Spare your life, the poor monk just knows that this Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is here, and he doesn't know that there are masters guarding it!" ”

Hua Twelve waved his hand, not impressed.

Jia Ting pulled out his sword, took the sword into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and turned around, making sure that there was no one else, and then he returned again, and said to Hua Twelve:

"My lord, it's clean inside!"

Hua Twelve took Yue Lingshan and walked in together, he collected the martial arts cheats himself, and asked Jia Ting and them to look through those scriptures, in case there were any divine skills written in the cracks of the scriptures like 'Jiuyang Divine Skill'.

As I said before, Shaolin in the Jinwu world, except for the 'Washing the Marrow Sutra' that only has its name, the inheritance of martial arts has not been broken, from Tianlong to the present, it has been passed down in one line.

So Hua Twelve entered the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and felt that he had picked it up.

The first, second and third floors of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, according to the importance of the cheats, are full of various Shaolin martial arts, the first layer is a variety of boxing, leg methods, children's skills, and other martial arts to build the foundation.

On the second layer, there are Shaolin 72 stunts, such as the Mighty Vajra Hand, the Thousand Hands Rulai Palm, the One Pat and Two Scattered Palms, the Doroye Finger, the Wuxiang Robbery Finger, the Dragon Claw Hand, the Tiger Claw Hand, the Eagle Claw Gong, the Iron Cloth Shirt, the Golden Bell Jar, the Dharma Sword, the Ring Breaking Knife, and so on.

There are also some more subtle internal skills, such as arhat divine skills, bodhicitta and so on.

Hua Twelve glanced at these cheats, handed them to Jia Ting and put them away, and then pulled Yue Lingshan up to the third layer with anticipation.

The third layer is mostly some Buddhist scriptures written by senior monks in the past dynasties, and there are only a few exercises, but all of them are the secret books of divine skills on the rivers and lakes.

"Shaolin Jiuyang Gong", "King Kong is not bad body magic skill", in addition, there is also a small wooden box.

Inside the open box were cotton pads, and three rows of clay dolls were lined up, six in each row, for a total of eighteen.

The dolls are exquisitely made, each with white paint on the skin, painted with red lines, and countless black dots, all of which are the directions of the veins and acupoints.

Yue Lingshan immediately became interested when she saw the clay figure, took out a careful look, and saw that the clay figure was painted with acupoints such as Yongquan, Ran Valley, and Zhaohai, which was a set of internal power operation diagrams of the Yin and Kidney Sutras.

Yue Lingshan was surprised: "This doll is painted with a set of internal power maps? ”

"Yes, this is a set of rare magic books of Buddhism!"

Hua Twelve nodded, he had already thought of what kind of kung fu these clay puppets were.

Yue Lingshan didn't believe it: "Senior Brother Lin used all his words to deceive me, you look at the practice route, it is really ordinary, it is said that it is the Shaolin introductory mental method, I can still believe a few points!" ”

Hua Twelve smiled: "You can't just look at the appearance of everything, if this thing is not important, can it be placed next to the 'King Kong does not damage the body divine skill'!" ”

As he spoke, he took the clay puppet from Yue Lingshan's hand, pinched it with a little force, and with a few clicks, the whitewash, oil paint, and mud bottom wrapped around the clay figure fell off one after another, revealing a puppet inside the clay puppet.

The puppet is painted with a layer of tung oil, painted with black lines, but there is no acupoint position, the carving is exquisite, lifelike, open the mouth to laugh, the hands are on the belly, the expression is extremely funny, and the appearance is completely different from the original clay figure.

Yue Lingshan let out a surprised sigh, and hurriedly peeled off the clay sculptures on the other clay figurines in the wooden box one by one, and sure enough, there was a puppet hidden inside each clay figure.

These puppets look joyful, weeping bitterly, or angry, or kind and amiable, all of them are the same.

And the movement line on the puppet is completely different from the one painted on the clay figure, but it is many times more profound and mysterious!

Yue Lingshan asked curiously, "Senior Brother Lin, do you know what kind of exercise this is?" ”

Hua Twelve began to pretend to understand: "It is rumored that the Shaolin monks have created a set of 'Arhat Demon Fighting Divine Skills' that are the culmination of the internal strength of the Buddhist family, and this should be this, but this magic skill is not the same path as what we are cultivating, so let's keep it first, maybe we can use it in the future!" ”

After speaking, the puppets were all put into the box, and they were taken together with "Shaolin Jiuyang Gong" and "King Kong Incorruptible Body Divine Skill".

He also instructed Jia Ting to find out all the scriptures in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and the scriptures written by Bodhidharma, and he wanted to take them back for collection.

After sweeping in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, Hua Twelve suddenly felt wrong, where did the Shaolin treasure book "Yijin Sutra" go?

He recalled carefully, and suddenly remembered that the place where Azhu stole the "Yijin Sutra" seemed to be the Bodhi Temple, and it seemed that this earthquake temple magic was not in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Looking for the previous temple traitor, let him take everyone to the Bodhi Monastery again, rummaging for a while, and sure enough, he found a Sanskrit scripture book.

Together with this scripture, there is also the experience of the monks of the past dynasties in practicing the "Yijin Sutra", which proves that the Sanskrit scripture is the Dharma Yijin Sutra!

Coming out of the Bodhi Courtyard, Hua Twelve looked at the courtyard opposite and said Yaowang Courtyard, thinking that Shaolin medicine is also a must, and he can't miss it when he walks by, so he immediately led people in.

Another rummaging, what Yu Lingsan, Liuyang Zhengqi Pill, and so on Shaolin wound medicine found a lot, and also found more than 200 jars of medicinal wine for practicing various Shaolin martial arts.

Hua Twelve asked Yue Lingshan and Jia Ting to wait outside, and he used the storage space inside to collect the medicinal materials stored in the Medicine King Courtyard, as well as those medicinal wines and pills.

When he walked out of the Medicine King Courtyard, he felt that he had gained a lot, but it was a pity that he didn't find the legendary Great Returning Pill that could increase his strength for twenty years.

But it's relieved to think about it, after all, in Jin Daxia's pen, I have never heard of this kind of thing.

After searching for the good things in the temple, it was already noon, Hua Twelve asked the factory guards to cook, and they took local materials in the Shaolin kitchen, and everyone used a meal.

Yue Lingshan followed Hua Twelve to do such a big thing, and he was apprehensive in his heart, and urged him to leave quickly several times, but the latter was not in a hurry, and only said that he had made a promise in front of the Buddha, but it had not been completed, and he should be retributed.

Yue Lingshan laughed angrily at him, with these things you did today, you shouldn't be punished, just thinking of this, she snorted twice, this is her man, how can she think like this.

After eating, Hua Twelve pulled Yue Lingshan and took Jia Ting and other factory guards back to the front of the Daxiong Treasure Hall where the Shaolin monks were kept.

He said that he wanted to clean the door for the Buddha, but he only went to these temples and monks, and his martial arts still didn't work.

It is rumored that the Shaolin Temple has collected some Jiangyang thieves who were wanted by the imperial court and raised them in the temple.

Hua Twelve decided to be an examiner and give Shaolin Temple, a thousand-year-old temple, the ancestral court of Zen Buddhism, a good pass.

The big waves wash the sand, dig the sand out, and leave the real gold that you really want to practice!

Ask someone to bring tables and chairs, and put all kinds of Buddhist scriptures on the table.

Hua Twelve sat high on the chair, glanced at the languishing monks in the square below the steps, and then hooked his finger at Jia Ting, who immediately stepped forward.

He whispered a few words, Jia Ting nodded again and again to show understanding, and then nodded a factory guard, whispered a few words to him, and after the factory guard listened, he bowed to Hua Twelve and walked briskly towards the outside of the temple.

After the factory guard left, Hua Twelve then set his eyes on those monks, and the corners of his mouth raised, revealing a smile full of meaning.

When the monks saw him smiling, they didn't know why, they felt chills all over their bodies as if they had seen a demon, and they didn't know what way this wicked man could think of to torture them.

Hua Twelve did not grind, and directly explained his intentions:

"It is said that the Shaolin sect hides filth and dirt, there are real monks, and there are fake monks, I don't believe it, for the reputation of Shaolin, let's have a small test, I will test your answers, mainly to test the content of Buddhist scriptures and some common sense of Buddhism."

"Those who can pass the test are true monks, and they can continue to stay in Shaolin to study Buddhism!"

"If you can't pass the test, you will be a fake monk, don't stay in Buddhism in the future to eat and drink, deceive the believers of money, and roll down the mountain!"

After Hua Twelve finished speaking, he casually pointed to the fierce-looking warrior monk: "The monk with a scar on his face, you can recite a Buddhist scripture casually, and if you have it right, you will pass the test!" ”

The monk blinked, muttered for a long time, his face was red, and finally held back a sentence: "Color is emptiness, emptiness is color, well, I will have so much!" ”

Hua Twelve, this is helpless, I will too!

He waved his hand, and Jia Ting led people to drag the monk out of the monks, and engraved the words 'fake monk' on his bald scalp with a dagger, and then brushed it with ink, which was considered a tattoo, and then threw the person aside.

Hua Twelve pointed to another one and asked, "What is the full name of the Bodhidharma Ancestor?" ”

The monk was stunned for a while, obviously he didn't know, and the next moment he was dragged out of the crowd and carved on his scalp.

Although Hua Twelve has long known that there are fake monks in the Shaolin faction who don't study Buddhism, he didn't expect to make two at the beginning, especially the last one, you are in the Shaolin faction, and you can't even say the full name of the ancestor of Bodhidharma, it's too much!

Then I took the next exam, and this time I met several real monks one after another.

The Buddhist scriptures are all reversed, and when you look at that temperament, you are studying the Dharma and having compassion on your face.

For these true cultivators, Hua Twelve also gives preferential treatment, letting the factory guards lift people aside, heal the wounds and heal the wounds, and feed the water that should be fed, so that they are not allowed to bask in the sun.

Suddenly, Hua Twelve found that among the monks, there was a monk with hatred in his eyes and a vicious look on his face, who was a warrior monk of a wonderful character who had been abolished by him before.

Hua Twelve felt that this monk must be a fake monk, and immediately pointed with his hand: "You, I'll test you next!" ”

The monk snorted coldly: "What a joke, the poor monk has practiced Buddhism and martial arts for more than 20 years, but let you test my Buddhism by a person outside the sect, although you are tested, as long as it is related to Buddhism, if you can test the poor monk, I will go down the mountain and return to the world!" ”

Hua Twelve smiled and said: "Don't talk too much, how embarrassing it will be if you can't answer when the time comes!" ”

The monk just sneered and disdained!

Hua Twelve coughed lightly: "You monk, listen well, do you know about Patriarch Bodhidharma's coming to the Central Plains to teach the Fa!" ”

"Of course you know!"

"Okay, how many steps did Patriarch Bodhidharma take from Tianzhu to Luoyang?"

The monk suddenly had a black question mark face, where did he answer.

Yue Lingshan turned her body and began to laugh, she really couldn't help it, are you testing your knowledge of Buddhism, are you a pit person!

There is no doubt that this monk who hates Hua Twelve was directly dragged out of the crowd and engraved on his scalp.

Hua Twelve doesn't feel that he is retaliating, he can't let go of such a little hatred as abolishing martial arts, what are the four major cultivations, let's not forget that the Buddhism team is mixed!

More than 1,000 monks, Hua 12 sped up, one person took a question, and also got the sun setting.

As a result, more than 700 people were eliminated, and only about 300 people had actually studied Buddhism.

Some warrior monks are muscular, and as a result, they only chant Amitabha.

The factory guard who was sent by Jia Ting also came back, and used the factory guard token to transfer the arrest of the Dengfeng County Ya, and brought over the wanted warrants issued by the Criminal Department of the county government for nearly 20 years, full of boxes.

Hua 12 asked these people to be arrested quickly, and compared them one by one with the wanted warrants, and arrested more than 200 wanted criminals from the imperial court from among the monks, most of whom were Jianghu people with lives in their hands.

I want to take people, but there are too many prisoners, and there are not enough people.

In the end, Jia Ting came up with a way to use hemp rope to pierce the pipa bones of these fugitives and wear a string, so that the catcher quickly pressed them down the mountain.

Hua Twelve showed the token of his brocade clothes and knew it, and warned the catcher:

"These people are hiding in the mountains for not a day or two, don't say that you officials don't know, go back and ask your county commander to handle the case well, as long as the body is verified, the killing should be sentenced, I will leave a factory guard to supervise you, I will hear the results within three days, if you dare to bend the law for personal gain, be careful of your heads!"

It took Hua 12 one day to turn the world's martial arts sect, the first major sect in martial arts, into a real temple specializing in Buddhism.

Although there are still many lay forces in Shaolin, this thousand-year-old temple finally has the ancestral court of Zen Buddhism, which should have been.

Thanks: 08a, the reward of the little tiger in the demon world, thank you for the brothers who voted for the monthly ticket and the recommended vote, thank you for the brothers who read the book and read the collection, thank you.

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