One day, Wang Jing came to the foot of Wudang Mountain, the disciples of the mountain guard had already seen Wang Jing last time, one person hurriedly went up to report to the head of Chongxu Dao, and the other accompanied Wang Jing to chat. After a while, the disciples who were still the Daoist Masters came to greet them.

In the Zixiao Palace, Chongxu Daoist sat on the main seat, Wang Jing sat on the guest seat, and a boy had already brought tea.

Daoist Chongxu took a sip of tea and asked, "I don't know why the virtuous nephew came this time?"

Wang Jing replied: "The younger generation has an object to return to your faction, and there is another piece of news. After speaking, he took out a long sword and a boxing book from the package behind his back.

When the Daoist Chongxu saw the long sword, he shouted in a lost voice: "True Martial Sword!" and almost jumped up from his seat in shock. Since the True Martial Sword and Taijiquan Sutra were snatched away by the Demon Sect, the Wudang faction was ashamed and humiliated, and Chong Xudao looked forward to it day after day, hoping to recapture these two things, so as to wash away the shame and not insult the reputation of Wudang. It's just that the Black Wood Cliff is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and Dongfang is undefeated and the number one master in the world, and the head of the Chongxu Dao thinks that he has no ability to recapture it, which makes it difficult for the treasure to return, and the sect is humiliated. When I suddenly saw Wang Jing take it out, I was surprised and delighted.

Wang Jing replied: "Exactly, there is also the Taijiquan Sutra, which will be returned to your sect together to thank Master Chongxu for his kindness last time." ”

Chongxu Daoist stood up, excitedly took the True Martial Sword and Taijiquan Sutra, walked to the portrait of the patriarch, bowed down and saluted: "Ancestor bless, today's treasures are returned, I Chongxu finally saved a little face, so as not to become a sinner in Wudang." After speaking, the True Martial Sword and Taijiquan Sutra were placed on the desk of the portrait of the patriarch. He turned to Wang Jing and said: "The great kindness of the virtuous nephew, there is nothing to repay, if there is a need in the future, Wudang will not shirk." ”

Wang Jing also returned the salute: "The master and uncle are more polite, the younger generation is happy to see the hunting, and they read the Taijiquan Sutra, but the younger generation promises that they will never pass it on, and please forgive me." ”

Chong Xudao waved his hand and said: "It's okay, my disciples are not successful, you can learn it, and it won't be lost." In the future, if my Wudang faction is in trouble, I will also ask my nephew to take more care of the face of Taijiquan and Taijijian. ”

Wang Jing replied: "Uncle Shi don't worry! The younger generation still has important things to tell." ”

Chong Xudao said: "The True Martial Sword was captured by the Demon Sect, you can actually take it back, you must have gone up to the Black Wood Cliff, right? But what happened to the Demon Sect?"

Wang Jing replied: "Uncle Shi really knows everything!" At that moment, he was invited by Ren Yingying to save Ren Yingying, and he dealt with the undefeated affairs of the East with Ren Yingying, and told Chongxu Daoist Chief one by one.

After hearing this, the Daoist Chongxu was silent for a while, and said: "The virtuous nephew really has a heart, but the people in the Demon Sect are scheming, even if you are strong in martial arts, you must be careful." Also, you must not indulge in beauty and fall into the devil's path. ”

Wang Jing replied: "Thank you Uncle Shi for reminding me! In my opinion, I am a person who can do what I do, arrogant and domineering, I will not be like the undefeated in the East, I will not come out all the year round, it is estimated that it will not be long, when he repairs well, he will definitely come to attack, and I ask Uncle Shi to make plans as soon as possible." The younger generation should also return to Huashan and inform the teacher. ”

Daoist Chongxu said: "This is reasonable, the Demon Sect is attacking, it is bound to be bloody again, such a big matter, wait for me to invite Master Fang Zheng to come and discuss." The virtuous nephew also returned to Huashan early and informed the Wuyue Sword Sect to be careful. ”

Wang Jing said goodbye to Chongxu Daochang, went down the mountain, put on makeup as a big man with a beard, and rode all the way to Songshan. A day later, I arrived at the foot of Song Mountain, and secretly inquired about the way to Shaolin Temple during the day. He also gave a piece of silver and instructed the innkeeper to pay attention to the monks going down the mountain. On the third day, the shopkeeper came to report that he had seen a great monk go down the mountain and go out. Wang Jing thought that it should be Master Fang Zheng who went to Wudang, so he decided to go to the Shaolin Temple Zangjing Pavilion at night to secretly copy the Yijin Sutra.

When it got dark, Wang Jing changed into night clothes, put on a black mask, left only two eyes outside, and went to Songshan Shaolin Temple. Along the way, he performed light skills, and soon came to Shaolin Temple. At this time, it was just dark, and the monks had just finished dinner, and the lights were bright.

Wang Jing didn't know where the Scripture Pavilion was, so he caught a lone monk and performed the "Soul Shifting Dafa", and easily asked for the location. I went to the Scripture Pavilion in the night, and after a while, I came to a three-story attic, which should be here.

At this time, there were still staff on duty in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and the lights were shining. Wang Jing only thought that the general Shaolin Scripture Pavilion had a master similar to a sweeping monk, so he didn't dare to move lightly, carefully observed, and secretly exuded the perception of a top master. After a while, there was no reaction, it seems that Shaolin only has Master Fang Zheng, a top master, and the others are slightly inferior.

Two hours later, the night was darker, and the monks in the temple had already turned off the lights and went to bed. The guards on duty in the Scripture Pavilion also went out one after another, and Wang Jing ran the Spiral Nine Shadow Body Method, flashed like a ghost, and slipped in.

Wang Jing knew that the first floor was full of ordinary Buddhist scriptures, and there might be Jiuyang magic hidden in the Lengyan Sutra, so he opened the fire fold and covered it with a black cloth, leaving only a little firelight. I can't help but be disappointed.

Go up to the second floor, but there are rows of shelves, the top is full of drawers, not like the first floor, the scriptures are placed outside, it seems that the second floor is a martial arts cheats. The drawer is full of labels, such as dragon gripper, lion roar, vigorous steel fingers and the like, Wang Jing took a closer look, and there were only a dozen Shaolin seventy-two stunts in his impression, and it seemed that the others were lost. Wang Jing naturally couldn't look down on these martial arts cheats, so he stopped staying and went to the third floor.

When I got to the third floor, I saw that the room was empty, and there were no bookshelves, and the whole space only had a portrait of the Bodhidharma Patriarch in the center of the wall, and there was a futon on the ground. If ordinary people can't help but scold, this is nothing. Wang Jing has seen many martial arts methods to hide things, how can he not know that this situation is the most likely to collect books.

Wang Jing first knelt on the futon and kowtowed: "Left by the seniors, if the younger generations are fortunate enough to get it, they must remember the kindness of the predecessors!" After speaking, he turned over the futon, but found nothing. It is estimated that after the portrait, he secretly said "offended" in his heart, walked forward and opened the portrait, and sure enough, he saw a dark grid, Wang Jing opened it and saw that there was a book inside, and the title of the book was Yijin Jing. Wang Jing opened it and saw that he was drawing various humanoid postures, some upside down, some sitting cross-legged.

Sure enough, it was the Yijin Sutra, and what You Tanzhi got in the Tianlong Babu was also like this, Wang Jing was overjoyed, and took out a pen and paper to copy them one by one. Not long after, Wang Jing finished transcribing, put the Yijin Sutra back as it was, and said thank you again, taking advantage of the night, a few over, quietly out of the Shaolin Temple. Go back to the inn and change out of your night clothes, forgiving no one knows.