The Shaolin Temple is extremely solemn, and Jiang Meng has returned to the Shaolin Temple with the monk.

In the main hall of Shaolin Temple, the abbot master had already returned, and Jiang Meng also slowly walked into the main hall.

The silence in the main hall is incomparable, and the abbot sits in front of the Buddha statue and chants the Buddha.

Jiang Meng's footsteps also gradually slowed down, standing behind the abbot.

The abbot opened his eyes, exuding an immortal-like momentum all over his body, he turned his head and bowed to Jiang Meng and said, "Donor, I don't know what you are doing in Shaolin Temple?"

"I want to ask you to borrow the marrow washing scripture to take a look!" Jiang Meng directly picked out the meaning.

"The Washing of the Pulp Sutra is not passed on to outsiders, you know this!" the abbot said with his hands folded.

"You also know that my Yi Jin Sutra has reached a war pattern, and I am not an outsider!" Jiang Meng's voice was a little low.

The abbot pondered for a moment and said: "Patriarch Bodhidharma only has four closed disciples, I have never heard of the name of the donor, I don't know who the donor is!"

"Don't be verbose, I'll ask you if you borrow it again or not, lend me to keep your Shaolin Temple safe for a hundred years, and if you don't lend me to let your Shaolin Temple disappear!" Jiang Meng was domineering and exposed, and his body was full of strange black air.

"What if I don't borrow it?" I saw that the abbot's figure was like a golden light, and in an instant, his figure flew to Jiang Meng's side, and the distance between the two faces was less than ten centimeters.

"Don't borrow?" Jiang Meng's war paint skill exploded instantly, and the originally clear sky instantly rained heavily, and it began to pour down.

The rain was mixed with a stream of lightning!

"The donor is really a war paint, you come with me!" the abbot glanced at Jiang Meng and sighed.

Jiang Meng regained his figure and followed the abbot of Shaolin Temple towards the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

At the highest level of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, there is a sweeping monk, and the abbot and Jiang Meng also sit here.

"You want to ascend?" the abbot asked.

"No, I just want to see what's so peculiar about this Purifying Sutra, the last time I came to find out that the four major exercises left by Dharma in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion are all copied versions, so naturally I don't have much interest!" Jiang Meng replied casually.

"Well, the four great divine skills of the Bodhidharma Patriarch are generally learned by the disciples of the transcribed version, in addition to the host can learn the Yijin Sutra, and the masters of the Dharma Hall can learn the golden bell jar, and only I can watch the Washing the Pulp Sutra!"

"These four exercises have been passed down from generation to generation, and now they have been passed down to me for thousands of years, if it weren't for the fact that you have a war pattern, it would be hard for me to believe that the Yijin Sutra you learned was the original, so I believe that you have something to do with Patriarch Bodhidharma!" the abbot pondered for a moment.

The two were talking in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and the abbot of Shaolin Temple also took out the marrow washing scripture and the golden bell jar together and lent it to Jiang Meng for observation.

The next day, Jiang Meng sat alone in the square, closed his eyes tightly, and a group of warrior monks around him went out to practice martial arts.

"Huh, hey!"

"Oh hit~~~"

"Huh, hey!"

"Oh hit~~~"

Jiang Meng couldn't stand the shouts of these warrior monks at all, opened his eyes and said: "If you practice martial arts, you will practice martial arts, and you will be angry when you shout?"

The warrior monks hurriedly lowered their heads: "Old Ancestor............... Did it bother you?"

Jiang Meng was a little speechless, without saying a word, he jumped up and walked towards the back mountain.

"It's almost like the golden bell jar can reach the tenth level, and my thoughts are all confused!" Jiang Meng was a little depressed, and looked at it with the golden bell jar in his hand.

The golden bell jar is divided into 12 levels, and after the completion of the twelfth level, King Kong is not bad, and the body is not invaded by a hundred poisons, known as the hardest meat shield and the hardest beaten king!

The golden bell jar is one of the four great miracles of Shaolin Temple, created by the ancestor of Shaolin Temple, Bodhidharma Zen Master, a total of 12 passes, each level step by step. After the success, there is almost no burden

Level 1: Practice luck breathing, so that the meridians of the whole body are unimpeded, cultivate the operation of true qi in the body, and if you are hit, you can reduce half of the pain.

The second level: internal strength and body protection qigong are gradually formed, and the true qi in the body is gradually deepened, which can protect the internal organs from injury. After practicing the first two levels, ordinary hitting sparring practitioners is like scratching an itch.

Level 3: Hit the practitioner with a stick or other weapon, the heavier the hit, the faster the speed of the training, so that the muscles have strong resistance and no pain.

Level 4: Cut with a blunt sword, then gradually turn sharper, and only succeed when the blade can only slash the skin without damaging the muscles.

The fifth level: Specializing in internal strength and anti-shock, the greater the strength of the stick, the stronger the anti-shock force of the practitioner, and even the opponent's weapon is broken.

Level 6: The practitioner is already a first-class master, and any sharp cone blade is difficult to hurt, unless it stabs the practitioner's cover door, eyes, ears, mouth, lower yin or important acupoints, it can cause death.

The seventh level: Qigong protects the acupoints of the whole body, the mouth and lower yin will not be injured, and the head without muscles can still shock the opponent's attack. It can also be used to soften the twisting technique into a whole, resisting the sword, and the fatal point is only the eyes, ears and five-inch cover door.

The eighth level: The internal strength cultivation has reached the whole body without being injured by sharp weapons, and only three inches of cover door are left, no matter whether the opponent's attack is strong or weak, it emits a fierce countershock, and the middle one is either dead or injured.

The ninth level: Throwing leaves and flying flowers can hurt people, even if you meet an opponent with stronger internal strength, you can't beat yourself into internal injuries, and the magic weapon can only cut the skin without damaging the muscles, unless you stab the only one and a half inches of the door, it can be fatal.

Level 10: The skill begins to return to the basics, the internal strength is strong, it is easy to break the sharp sword, and even spit out a mouthful of phlegm, it can also constitute a kill like a dart, and there is only one inch left in the door.

The eleventh level: only half an inch left in the cover door, the muscles of the whole body are as hard as steel, soft as cotton wool, invulnerable, water and fire are invulnerable, the strength of the shot is like wind and thunder, the body is as light as a feather, and the waves are galloping without falling.

The twelfth level: Since the creation of the golden bell jar, only the peerless genius of Bodhidharma has been practiced, and the cover door has completely disappeared, becoming the incorruptible body of King Kong, and there is no need to use force at all!

Bodhidharma Zen Master let the masters of various sects punch and kick, slash the sword, burn and flood, sleep and do not eat for 500 days, and even eat the poison of the intestines, still safe and sound, the spirit is brilliant, this move caused a sensation in the martial arts, and then founded the Shaolin Temple, the power of the five lakes and the four seas, immortal, the golden bell jar is a great achievement.

"These twelve levels are really strong, you can already reach the realm of the body of an immortal, and the peak of external training with the Yijin Jing Black Level can truly become invincible!" Jiang Meng's eyes lit up as he looked at the martial arts of the Golden Bell Jar.

"Look at the peculiarities of the Washing the Pulp Sutra!" Jiang Meng took out the Washing Essence Sutra and began to read it.

The Washing of the Pulp Sutra, the first of the four great divine skills, has many abilities after cultivation, which can cleanse people's hearts, eliminate killing intent, stop fighting, and is known as undefeated, and can stimulate the skills of others and inspire innovation.

The washing of the marrow of the marrow washing meridian mainly refers to the washing of the marrow on the body, which is the main direction of the Yi Jin Sutra, and the Yi Jin Sutra is the main cultivation of the flesh and becoming a god.

The main cultivation of the Pulp Washing Sutra is to wash away people's blinded minds in the red dust, so that their spirit, soul, and will can return to their roots to reach the state of purity, immaculateness, inclusiveness, and greatness in infancy, and focus on sublimating the spirit, soul, and will.

The Washing of the Pulp Sutra is divided into six chapters: the first chapter of the Beginningless Bell Qi, the second chapter of the Four False Combinations, the third chapter of the same return of all saints, the fourth chapter of the unity of things and self, the fifth chapter of walking, living, sitting and lying, and the sixth chapter of washing and reducing the marrow.

Cultivating to the sixth realm, the divine soul has reached the realm of ascension, which can be the original immortal god realm!

"Bodhidharma is really a martial arts wizard, the next step is to go to the Quanzhen Sect to see how shocking the Jiuyang Divine Skill is, and by the way, I will visit Wudang Mountain again!"

"Zhang Xianren, Bodhidharma, Wang Chongyang, you are the strongest in the world, I believe you can too!" Jiang Meng clenched his fists and stared at the fairy world.

There seems to be someone in the fairy world who is investigating Jiang Meng!