Let's say that Zhang Junbao told Huang Xiang and the three of them to go to Jueyuan's room together after they finished eating, and Huang Xiang, the dead Xiao Mo and Ming Daohong also remembered this matter in their hearts, and they just walked around the house to digest the food in their stomachs, and they never went away. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

And they didn't wait long outside, Zhang Junbao came out and called them in. At this moment, in Jueyuan's room, Zhang Junbao was at the front, leaning against the edge of the bed and sitting. As for Huang Xiang, the three of them were side by side, standing one meter away from the bed.

"Junbao," Jueyuan leaned against the railing at the head of the bed, with a soft cushion in the middle.

"Master, I'm here. Zhang Junbao responded, and at the same time reached out to hold Jueyuan's hands on the quilt, which were as old as dried vines in autumn, in his palms. He wanted to use his body temperature to make the old and sick Jueyuan feel the reality of his existence.

"Time flies so fast, I don't know when you have grown from a child to an adult today. Jueyuan looked at Zhang Junbao kindly, the wrinkles on his face wrinkled together because of his faint smile, squeezing out a deep ravine.

"Why did the master suddenly say this?" Zhang Junbao listened to Jueyuan's words, and also remembered the little bits and pieces that had followed the master over the years, and the master had always been very peaceful, and he didn't beat or scold him.

On weekdays, he learned some things from other brothers in the temple, and he knew that some brothers and sisters were often beaten and scolded by their masters when they practiced martial arts. Although this is Shaolin Temple, the monks in the temple pay attention to the eight precepts: one precept to kill, two precepts to steal, three precepts to fornication, four precepts to lie, five precepts to drink, six precepts to incense, seven precepts to sit and lie on a high bed, and eight precepts to eat out of time. However, many of the monks here have been in the monastery since childhood, and not necessarily all of them are high-ranking monks who can quit their own lusts, so this situation is not unusual.

He felt that he was very happy to have such a master, happier than most of his brothers and sisters.

"As a teacher, I have never done anything wrong in my life, and the only thing is that this Ranga Sutra was stolen. Senior Brother Abbot said that my sin was to steal the martial arts secrets in the Scripture Pavilion and accidentally lose them. But martial arts is not what I value, and I only learned the physical strengthening techniques in the Ranga Sutra unintentionally. Speaking of this, Jueyuan couldn't help but sigh softly.

"After the scripture was stolen, the abbot wanted me to write down the martial arts I had learned, but because I didn't pay attention to the physical fitness techniques on the Ranga Sutra, I asked me to write it down for a while, and where could I achieve it, and this matter was no longer over. However, recently, I am approaching the limit, and I can see the Buddha every day when I close my eyes, and this technique of strengthening the body that I have never remembered before is gradually being recalled by me. ”

Speaking of this, he looked at Zhang Junbao and said to him: "You go and get a pen and paper, I say you write." ”

"Yes, master!" Zhang Junbao got up and walked to the door, while Jueyuan turned his head to look at Huang Xiang and the three of them on the side, and continued:

"Although the essence of this is only to strengthen one's own skin, and has nothing to do with the Buddha's teachings, after following this practice, you can achieve no disease and no pain, and I think it will be of some use to you. Although Senior Brother Abbot doesn't want anyone other than Shaolin disciples to learn this method, as long as you don't tell it to the public, he doesn't know this. ”

Huang Xiang heard Jueyuan's words, and couldn't help but look at him a few times in a strange way. In her memory, that Jueyuan back then was extremely pedantic and honest, but now it is not like a pedantic and honest person can say it. Didn't he suffer a heavy punishment from the Shaolin abbot, and he had to bear the water in this back mountain for a few years, so he became a little more open? Huang Xiang thought in his heart.

Xu saw the strange look in Huang Xiang's eyes, and Jueyuan smiled and said, "I passed on this law to you against the will of the abbot senior brother, but I have a request for something, I wonder if a few of you can agree to me?"

"Oh?" Huang Xiang's eyes were a little abrupt, and he only heard her ask, "I don't know what the master has to ask for?"

"It's not a difficult thing to do. I just hope that in the near future, after I sit down, several donors can send Junbao to a family in Lin'an on my behalf. Jueyuan replied.

"But there are so many families in Lin'an, how do we know which one it is?" Ming Daohong listened to his request and couldn't help but stand up and say.

"I will tell you when the time comes, and if you agree, you will nod your head, and if you do not agree, the old man will not be able to force it. When Jueyuan said this, there was a soft knock on the door, but it was Zhang Junbao who walked in from outside with a pen and paper.

After Zhang Junbao came in, he turned around and closed the door, and said to Jueyuan at the same time: "Master, I have already brought the pen and paper." ”

"Well, good. Jueyuan responded, but his eyes were looking at Huang Xiang. Huang Xiang lowered his head and thought for a while, and finally nodded heavily in the face of Jueyuan's gaze, seeing this, a smile appeared on Jueyuan's face.

In fact, this matter is not a big deal, but Jueyuan still treats Zhang Junbao as a child, and this chaos made Zhang Junbao go from Shaomu Mountain to Lin'an in the south of the Yangtze River alone, not to mention the long distance, safety is what he is most worried about, and it is because he wants to make such a deal with a few people.

"Junbao, this scripture is called "Nine Suns", you should write it down. After Zhang Junbao came over, Jueyuan returned to the previous topic, and he reminisced and narrated.

“...... He is strong by him, the breeze blows the hills, he is horizontal by him, the bright moon shines on the river...... "more than a thousand words are sprinkled, from Jueyuan's tightly wrinkled lips, from Zhang Junbao's light and dexterous pen, showing its mysterious meaning.

Huang Xiang and Xiao Mo, who were standing on the side, didn't care much about the physical fitness technique in Jueyuan's mouth at first, but as the old monk Jueyuan said more and more, the expressions on their faces gradually became solemn. They are all armed with martial arts, and they are also the best martial arts in the rivers and lakes, and they know the advantages and disadvantages of martial arts as soon as they hear them. There is no doubt that the kung fu that Jueyuan said at this moment, which he himself called the art of strengthening the body, is a good martial art.

These scriptures and meanings were not only extremely mysterious to the two of them, but also the incomprehension, doubts, and confusions they encountered when they practiced in the past were all interpreted and developed from the scriptures in the process of listening to the scriptures. I believe that as long as the two of them are given some time, when they turn these understandings into their own and understand them more thoroughly, their martial arts will definitely go further!

Of course, among the three of them, in addition to the death of Xiao Mo and Huang Xiang, there is also Ming Daohong, who does not know martial arts, who also has some gains.

"Jiuyang" is mixed with the martial arts in the Lenga Sutra, is written by a monk, which in addition to the use of martial arts, there are some simple Buddhist principles, Buddhism sutras advocate clear mind, ideas are accessible, whether simple or profound, for outsiders, it has a certain effect.

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