Jiang Yanchen's footsteps stopped in front of the Scripture Pavilion, and Cheng Jiaxuan also stood still, looking at a few golden characters on the plaque, and then looked at the closed door, and said, "There is nothing unusual around...... Will that mechanism be set up on the door?" Jiang Yanchen pushed the boat down the river and said, "Your analysis is very reasonable, then please go and open the door for me." ”

Cheng Jiaxuan didn't expect that this would become a lifting stone to hit his own feet, but no matter how he shirked, he could only be beaten and scolded, and there was nothing else to dodge, so he had to step forward and secretly pray that he was a Jiren with his own natural appearance, and pushed the door open inch by inch, and every inch he opened, he had to dodge to the side to prevent a hidden weapon from shooting out. Wait until you pushed open a narrow slit with the palm resting horizontally, and there was still no abnormality. Jiang Yanchen looked at her cautiously, and said impatiently: "Hurry up! What are you doing slowly? The old woman who buries the loess in half is also better than you." ”

Cheng Jiaxuan said in his heart: "It's easy to say, then why don't you go to find an old woman? Zhenjiao shot a hidden weapon, and it was me who was recruited, not you, of course you don't have to worry." Complaining in her heart, she still didn't dare to slack off a little, not to mention that she only had one arm left, and she had to be extra cautious to resist the hidden weapon. After changing several postures in a row, he finally pushed the wooden door completely open, and at a glance, he saw that there were several rows of elevated shelves in it, and each layer was placed with scriptures stuffed with a whole grid, which was really vast and innumerable, and he couldn't help but let out a low exclamation.

Jiang Yanchen walked into the pavilion, looked around, his expression was indifferent, and he said to himself: "I didn't expect that the precautions would be so lax, that is, no matter how bad the martial arts sect is, it can easily enter, and the treasured scriptures should have been looted by the rivers and lakes and rogues, and what kind of holy land is the Buddha Gate! What kind of mystery is it?"

Cheng Jiaxuan interjected: "Is that heartbroken really in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion? Don't be the original son of the original deceit." After she figured out Yuan Yi's ventilation report, her good impression of him was greatly reduced, and she felt that this person had to be guarded against. Jiang Yanchen snorted coldly: "You nobody, you don't have any weight, what's the use of lying to you? The original young master gave me information, and I naturally believed him." Cheng Jiaxuan felt bitter in his heart, and he couldn't understand why he would rather help outsiders speak up to him every time. He sighed: "But this place is full of scriptures, where can the heart be hidden? ”

Jiang Yanchen said: "Then you still need to say? I think I want to refer to the scriptures, and there will be clues to reveal in the text, just to see if the viewer can understand it." As he spoke, he closed the door with his backhand, took out the first scripture from the side of the cabinet, and looked through it by himself.

Cheng Jiaxuan glanced ahead, this scripture pavilion was so big that he couldn't see the edge at a glance, and said: "How do you want to look at it? I'm afraid that there are hundreds of scriptures here, do you really want to turn them over one by one?" Jiang Yanchen said: "If you feel bored, you can leave." Don't give me any more words. ”

Cheng Jiaxuan shrugged his shoulders, the two broke into the Shaolin Temple, the defense of the temple was unknown, and now they are openly showing up, they are simply living targets, and there is no other way than to send them to death. There is nothing to do, so I have to look at the scriptures to relieve my boredom, and at the same time I have a whimsy, hoping that I can help him in time if I have solved the mysteries in the scriptures one step earlier, and I will not have to be ridiculed by him in the future.

In the cabinet, the "scriptures, laws, and theories" are all in place. The Sutra is the Sanskrit transliteration of "Su Bao Lan Zang", which refers to the teachings of Shakyamuni during his lifetime and was transmitted by his disciples, the Vinaya Zang is "Vinaya Tibet", which records the precepts of Buddhist monks and the general rules of Buddhist monasteries, and the Vinaya is "Abhidharma Tibet", which is an explanation of Buddhist teachings. These three types of classified emissions, from shallow to deep, Cheng Jiaxuan can't even touch the edge, let alone intentionally start.

When I saw a few copies of the "Diamond Sutra", "Myoho-renge-kyo Sutra", and "Ranga Sutra" on the shelves in front of me, I barely knew the names of the scriptures, but the spine of the books was too thick, and I was already timid before I read them. I took out a thinner book, which was the "Sutra of the Altar of the Six Ancestors", turned a page at random, selected a paragraph with fewer strokes, struggled to distinguish it, and read softly: "The heart is vast, like a void, there is no edge, there is no square size, neither green, yellow, red and white, nor up and down, nor anger, no joy, nothing is right, no good, no evil, no head and tail." All the Buddhas and the earth are the same as the void. There is no way to attain the subtlety of the world's nature, and the same is true of the vacuum of nature...... Alas, this ...... What are you talking about? Why can't you even read a word?"

If you want to find out the secret from it again, it is even more impossible, and I extracted it on the shelf, and saw a lot of Sanskrit originals, only a crooked letter symbol in front of me is distorted in front of me, and I don't know a word, fortunately, some disciples have placed the hand-copied translation on their side, so they have to correspond to the two, and look at this Sanskrit corresponding to that Chinese character, but also very happy. She didn't read a word about the substance, but she quickly emptied the floor in front of her, holding one hand in front of her abdomen, and her chin struggling against the writing.

Jiang Yanchen roughly flipped through the first "Tripitaka Sutra", but he still had no clue, and when he was about to pick it up again, he saw Cheng Jiaxuan messing around, and he was so annoyed that he slapped it twice, and said: "Who allowed you to move around? If the arrangement of these scriptures is already in order, and the key to solving the mystery is related to this, wouldn't it all make a mess for you......?" yes, how did I not think of that?"

Cheng Jiaxuan was beaten dizzy, her head was biased, she couldn't hold it with one hand, the Buddhist scriptures suddenly scattered to the ground, she had already buried deep fear in her heart, and hurriedly said: "I'll pick it up, don't ...... Don't hit me, don't hit me!"

Jiang Yanchen first saw the clues, how could he still take care of her, took out the "Tripitaka Sutra" again, and then compared it with the next volume. I suddenly heard the sound of sobbing in my ears, the volume was very small, and I covered it with a handkerchief, and tried my best to suppress it, and suddenly remembered that I had been rummaging through the Houjin historical books like this, trying to find out the secrets related to the tears of the broken soul, at that time, Luo Jin often talked and laughed on the side, although she was scolded for being annoying on the surface, but this matter was extremely boring, and it was a lot easier to be accompanied by someone.

Then my heart tightened again, I wondered how I thought of the old things many years ago, and I didn't know when the monks in the temple would come to embarrass me, or solve the mystery as soon as possible, and take the courage to go as soon as possible. Cheng Jiaxuan on the side silently put the scripture code neatly, and really didn't dare to quarrel with him again.

Morning and dusk alternated, and the two of them spent a few days in the Scripture Pavilion, Jiang Yanchen's initial inspiration was ineffective, and he never got the desired effect. I also never sleeped, and I watched them one by one. However, there are so many scriptures here that it is impossible to read them word for word, some of them choose important passages to read carefully, and some of them are hastily read through. When he was reading, Cheng Jiaxuan leaned on the shelf and looked at him stupidly.

This day has reached the end of the inner wall, and most of the scriptures of the entire pavilion have been read, and there are still no clues available. Cheng Jiaxuan couldn't help but doubt the authenticity of the news revealed by Yuan Yi, but this time he didn't dare to mention it verbally. As they turned a corner with him, they both saw the back of a figure sitting not far in front of them. Dressed in an earthy yellow monk's robe, with a red robe and a few incense scars burning on the top of his head, he was just the most ordinary monk's dress.

Jiang Yanchen was suspicious in his heart, the two of them stayed in the pavilion with the door closed in the past few days, and no one had entered, so how could this monk be here? If it was said that he had entered before, it would not be strange that he had not eaten or drunk for a few days, but the strange thing was that he had never heard the slightest sound of his breathing, and even if he studied the scriptures and then entered his mind, he would not lose the minimum vigilance that he had trained since childhood.

There is a surge of air flow on the body of the living, as long as it is close, the person with high internal strength can be noticed from this change, but this monk sits in front, and he does not feel the slightest breath exposed, as if he is no longer in the mortal world, but the back is still **, not atrophied.

Although Jiang Yanchen was curious about this person's identity, he had always been cautious in handling things, and just wanted to stretch out his hand to test it, but he remembered that he was beware of the poison on his robe first, so he glanced at Cheng Jiaxuan and pushed her.

Cheng Jiaxuan stumbled behind the man, she also roughly understood Jiang Yanchen's concerns, and finally she was clever, took out a short sword close to her, reversed the hilt, used the sword as her hand, knocked it on the monk's shoulder, and called in a low voice: "Hey...... You...... Are you still alive?"

Before the hilt of her sword could touch the real thing, the man suddenly unfurled his robe, turned in a circle, and faced them, never changing his sitting posture. Jiang Yanchen saw that he was using the power of a monk's robe to bring his body up together, and it was difficult for those who did not have extremely high internal strength to make the trip. When I first saw the enemy appear, the first thing I thought of was that it would be unfavorable to me, and the sleeves of my robe were waved out, and I struck out with a strong force. If you want to strike first, it is much easier to injure the other party first, and then it is much easier to contain and force the question.

The monk also waved out the sleeves of his robe, and his posture and movements were exactly the same as his, and he also struck out an internal force. The two forces collided in mid-air, and Jiang Yanchen did not feel that his internal force was pushed back in reverse, but as if he had been hit into the vast ocean, and it was like being wrapped in a layer of cotton wool, and he was wiped out unconsciously.

If his skill is higher than him, he can knock his palm power back, then it is still reasonable, but now his strength is silently resolved by the other party. Jiang Yanchen's heart sank: "I have been in retreat for many years, when did such a master come out there?" He had fought with the master of the Shaolin School of Tongzhi in his early years, and he had already won the scroll without exerting his full strength, which was very different from the feeling of being empty at this time.

Only then did he look at the monk with his eyes, and saw that he had a long beard, and his beard was white, and he was described as withered, but he was kind and kind, and his eyes were still full of energy, and there was a kind of indifference and broadness to see through the world. In front of him, it seems that the chaotic state of mind will be instantly calm, and it seems that there will be no place for evil to hide.

The eyebrows and facial features are extremely ordinary and forgettable, but on his face they form an extraordinary perception, not only with the momentum of not being angry and arrogant, but also as wide and peaceful as the ocean. Even the arrogant and conceited Jiang Yanchen actually had a vague sense of shame in front of him.

Cheng Jiaxuan was already asking, "Who are you, what are you hiding here?" The old monk said: "Amitabha, the female benefactor asked well." Who am I? This question has been asked countless times by the old man over the years, and he is ashamed to say that to this day, he still has not been able to come up with a definite answer. His voice was not high, but it seemed to ring in his ears, reaching his heart, and there was a kind of warmth.

Cheng Jiaxuan said unhappily: "What kind of attack?" Okay, then let me ask you, what is your name?" The old monk said: "The old man has lived in a simple place for many years, and the rivers and lakes have probably forgotten me a long time ago, let alone the young people." ”

When Jiang Yanchen heard the words "living in simplicity for many years", a lightning bolt suddenly crossed his mind, and he hurriedly said: "Could it be that you are ......" The old monk threw a glance at him, nodded approvingly, and said: "The old man's name is Tongzen." Jiang Yanchen said: "You are really a Tongzen ...... Big...... Guru. He was used to being arrogant, but in front of this Shaolin monk, somehow, it was always difficult to be presumptuous, and his words added a layer of respect. The previous conjecture flashed by, and it was still inevitable to be shocked when he admitted it himself.

Cheng Jiaxuan said: "Is it the abbot of Shaolin......? Aren't you in retreat? How can you be here?" Tong Zen said: "The world is full of seclusion, and the mind has settled in the room, so where is not retreat? Why do you need to cling to the narrowness of the territory? Recently, it has been specially waited for the two of you. Cheng Jiaxuan said: "Why are you waiting for us?"

Tong Chan said a Buddha name, stood up, folded his hands, and said: "The two donors are here to ask for it, so please come with the old man." As he spoke, he led the way and walked to a remote path by the side of the long shelf, at the end of which some light could be faintly seen.