This time, Chen Bing Shaomu was under the mountain, and Lin Nuo didn't really want to destroy Shaolin, after all, this thousand-year-old sect was well versed in the truth of self-preservation, and it was really difficult to move them without a suitable reason.

This time, his main purpose is to use the various martial arts secrets in the Shaolin Temple Scripture Pavilion, to be precise, Lin Nuo is coming to the Yijin Sutra, the Washing Marrow Sutra, the Vajra Incorruptible Divine Skill and the Light Gong Body Method of Crossing the River with a Reed.

Needless to say, the Yijin Sutra is the foundation of the Shaolin Temple, and it belongs to the peerless magic that people in the rivers and lakes dream of.

The Washing of the Marrow Sutra, which is said to be a supporting exercise with the Yijin Sutra, was created by the Bodhidharma Patriarch and belongs to the top exercises in the rivers and lakes.

As for the method of crossing the river with a reed, it was created by the patriarch of Bodhidharma, and was constantly improved by the Shaolin monks of all dynasties.

Under the guidance of Master Fangzheng, the two entered the Scripture Pavilion, and without even opening his mouth, the extremely discerning abbot led him to a relatively remote bookshelf.

"The intention of the Metropolitan Governor, the poor monk can figure it out some, and the cheats on this bookshelf must be satisfactory to you!"

As soon as the words fell, Master Fang Zheng said no more, and his figure stepped back, signaling that Lin Nuo could read as much as he could.

Lin Nuo smiled and nodded, and his eyes fell on the slightly dilapidated bookshelf, on which dozens of books were placed, and the most conspicuous one was prominently marked with the name of the "Yijin Sutra".

The original Yijin Sutra was written in Sanskrit, and this one should have been translated by the senior monks of Shaolin Temple, and the original Sanskrit text was not seen.

Lin Nuo took it down, then turned the first page and watched quietly.

"When I hear it, the Buddha tells Su Bodhi. The easy tendon has been completed, and it can be done with this ......"

"One year is easy to qi, two years is easy to blood, three years is easy to be fine, four years is easy to pulse, five years is easy to marrow, six years is easy to bone, seven years is easy to tendon, eight years is easy to develop, nine years is easy to form...... When you become a great achievement, you can get an innate body!"

"The human body has yin and yang, yin on the inside and yang on the outside. Washing the marrow meridian can clear its inside, remove dirt and impurities, and the easy tendon meridian can strengthen its outside, and the divine power is self-generated!"

"If the Yijin Sutra is completed, it needs to cooperate with the marrow washing meridian, the internal is not clear, the foundation is unstable, and the Yijin cannot be completed!"

.......

After keeping in mind the practice route of the Yijin Sutra and various precautions, Lin Nuo turned his head to look and found that the Master Fangzheng was looking at him with a smile on his face.

"Master, if you want to cultivate this Yijin Sutra to a high level, you need to cooperate with the Pulp Washing Sutra, I don't know where the Pulp Washing Sutra is?"

"I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint Lord Qincha, Shaolin Temple has gone through thousands of years, after many turbulences, the marrow washing sutra and other miraculous skills have long been missing, and the abbots of the past dynasties have been looking for a long time, but they have never found it!"

Speaking of this, a touch of regret also appeared in Fang Zheng's expression, "Because of the lack of the marrow washing scripture, the Shaolin abbots of the past dynasties can only cultivate the Yi Jin Sutra to the level of Yi Jin, although it belongs to the top masters in the rivers and lakes, but it has also lost the possibility of going further!"

Lin Nuo was silent, he couldn't be sure how much of the old monk's words were true or false, but what was certain was that the other party had indeed not cultivated the Yijin Sutra to the realm of change of shape, and had not condensed the innate body.

Otherwise, a physical body with innate power is definitely an invincible existence in this world, and there is no need to be afraid of the army of three thousand brocade guards under his command!

"That's a shame!"

Lin Nuo had pity in his mouth, but there was not much regret in his expression.

For others, if the Yi Jin Sutra wants to become successful, it must cooperate with the Washing the Marrow Sutra, but for Lin Nuo, a person with an external plug-in, as long as he is willing to burn the blessings, all kinds of dirt and impurities in the body can be completely cleaned up, and it will not affect the cultivation of the Yi Jin Sutra.

"This time, it's worth it!"

Lin Nuo secretly said in his heart, and he was in a very happy mood.

In the future, if you find the dragon vein, transform the internal force into true qi, and step into the innate realm, if you have an innate body with divine power generated by itself, what kind of power will the two exert when they cooperate?

Lin Nuo is looking forward to it, I'm afraid that at that time, it will really sweep thousands of troops, no problem!

After memorizing the Yijin Sutra in his heart, Lin Nuo read a few Shaolin martial arts, such as the Flower Finger, the Mighty King Kong Finger and other moves, he just roughly memorized them in his mind, and did not take them to heart.

In the future, if the innate body is formed, one's own casual punch and palm can be compared to all kinds of mastery, moves, this kind of thing, in the fine but not in the many, there will be a few enough, there is no need to waste too much energy on the moves.

After some searching, Lin Nuo found a reed to cross the river in the light gong cheats.

The route of this light gong body method is actually not complicated, but Lin Nuo believes that in the entire Shaolin Temple, there is absolutely no one who can cultivate this light skill to a high and profound realm.

Because if you want to practice this light skill, you also need to cooperate with the marrow washing meridian, the cleaner the dirt and impurities in the body are removed, the faster the speed of the body will be, if you can reach the innate body, it is not impossible to cross the river with a reed and volley the void!

After memorizing this exercise, Lin Nuo searched for it again in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, but unfortunately, like the Washing the Pulp Sutra, the Vajra Immortal Skill was not found.

"Master, in Shaolin, is there a magic skill that King Kong is not bad?"

Fang Zheng smiled and shook his head, "Lord Qincha doesn't know that King Kong is not bad, it is a realm, not a practice. For example, the first seat of the Luohan Hall has cultivated the golden bell jar and iron cloth shirt to a very high level, and ordinary swords and guns cannot cause harm to its body, and the world mistakenly thinks that it is the cultivation of the Vajra Immortal Skill, but in fact, it is not. ”

"Maybe there was indeed this magic skill before, but unfortunately, now I am in the Shaolin Temple of Songshan, there is really none!"

Hearing this, Lin Nuo looked at the other party quietly, Fang Zheng was not panicked, he looked at him with a smile, and there was no panic in his eyes.

The two looked at each other for a long time, and Xiu'er, who was originally staying outside the door of the Scripture Pavilion, felt that something was wrong, and with a flicker, he came to Lin Nuo's body, looking around vigilantly.

Some of the warrior monks of the Luohan Hall also gathered together without a trace at this time, all with serious expressions, as if they were waiting for the abbot's order.

At this moment, the atmosphere froze.

"Haha, since the master said no, it really doesn't, and Lin has been bothering for a long time today, and it's time to leave!"

Suddenly, Lin Nuo laughed, and when he opened his mouth, the atmosphere that was originally slightly stagnant suddenly relaxed.

"Chincha-sama, please!"

Fang Zheng was also relieved in his heart, and at that moment he folded his hands and walked in front to lead the way for Lin Nuo.

Just walked out of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and came to a wide square, only to see hundreds of warrior monks gathered in the square.

These warrior monks are armed with wooden sticks, and although they have no hair on the top of their heads, they do not have scars, and they seem to be lay disciples in Shaolin.

"Master, what do you mean?"

Seeing this, Lin Nuo had some guesses in his heart, and asked lightly without a trace.