The monks around the abbot of Xingying were furious and asked for battle.

"This head is also arrogant!"

"Abbot, I am willing to fight him. ”

"Abbot ......"

The abbot shook his head and said, "Have you all forgotten the three chapters of the covenant between this temple and the imperial court?

All the monks were indifferent, and defeated Chen Anlin one-on-one, which can be called a confirmation of martial arts, or it can be said to be a martial arts, which is both face-saving and makes Chen Anlin unable to raise troops to ask for guilt. But if you win with more, it will be a shame to win, and it will give the other party an excuse to destroy the temple.

Everyone understands this truth, but from the collision just now, it can be seen that no one in the Shaolin Temple at this time is Chen Xiaolin's opponent. Because the martial arts of the Kufang Zen Master are already the highest in the temple.

For more than 100 years, Shaolin Temple has suffered many hardships, talents withered, although at the end of the Northern Song Dynasty there are sweeping monks to bless, although in the Southern Song Dynasty Jianyan years there are Lingxing Zen Master martial arts achievements, but after all, can not change the fact that Shaolin Temple is weak and declining.

Seeing that the monks were speechless, the abbot of Xingying sighed lightly, looked at Chen Zhenlin and said, "Master Chen, the poor monk is willing to accompany you to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to have a look, but instead of searching, browsing the Dharma." ”

Chen Xiaolin laughed and said, "Just say that you wouldn't have said that a long time ago?" Speaking of this, he turned to look at the cavalry circle of the Jin army and shouted, "If you know the Song script, come in with me!"

In this era, even the soldiers in the Song army were very few who could read Chinese characters, not to mention the Jin army, which was dominated by Khitans and Jurchens? The leader of the Jin soldiers asked for a long time, but only two people were selected, one of them was naturally Qian Qingjian, and the other Jin soldier was also of Song blood.

Qian Qingjian's heart was ecstatic, this was really a beautiful thing that he could never dream of! But he heard a lieutenant next to him ask, "Who are you, why haven't I seen you?" This question startled him.

At first, he was mixed in the inner layer of the array, and he didn't attract much attention, and this one was selected and immediately interrogated.

Qian Qingjian hurriedly said: "I am a guard under Prince Zhao, and I came up the mountain to report the military situation to Master Chen." ”

The lieutenant had the heart to interrogate a few more words, but when he saw that Chen Xilin's face was impatient not far away, he said: "Then you go and report it, just accompany Master Chen into the temple to find a book." ”

Qian Qingjian dismounted in response and walked in front of Chen Xiaolin with another soldier.

Chen Xilin also heard Qian Qingjian's words, and while walking to the temple with Xingying and other monks, he asked Qian Qingjian: "Prince Zhao can't control my stall, what kind of message are you here to deliver?"

Qian Qingjian lied: "Lord Rong has an order, the Mongolian army is approaching the central capital under the leadership of Temujin and Mu Huali, and orders you to set off back to Beijing as soon as possible." ”

This lie is half-true and half-false, it is true when the Mongolian army is approaching, this is Qian Qingjian's analysis according to the content in his memory, and the time is basically not wrong. And Wanyan Hongxi's summoning of Chen Jilin to return to Beijing is fake, and it is a reasonable fabrication by Qian Qingjian.

Chen Zhenlin snorted coldly: "How could Lord Rong's order be conveyed by you?"

Qian Qingjian said unhurriedly: "I originally went south with Zhao Wangye, and on the way, I met Rong Wangye's herald who was killed by the Taoist priest of the Quanzhen Sect. ”

Chen Zhenlin did not doubt that he had him, and arched his hand to the north and said: "Thank you so much to Prince Zhao, it's just that even Prince Rong has to finish his work before he can return." Then he said: "You two go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to inspect it carefully, and if you have martial arts classics, bring them to me, you must hurry up!"

Qian Qingjian and another soldier responded, and followed all the way to the outside of the Scripture Pavilion. The Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of this period is a two-story building, pure wooden structure, which looks simple and solemn on the outside, and the treasure is solemn.

The abbot of Xingying led a group of monks and did not enter, they all stood in the courtyard outside the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and Xingying said: "The three donors can enter, but don't damage the Buddhist scriptures." ”

Chen Zhenlin laughed, waved his big hand, and led the two into the pavilion, only to see that there were many bookshelves and orderly ranks.

Chen ordered another soldier to go up to the second floor to search, and Qian Qingjian was in charge of searching the first floor. He took the two scriptures in his hand and looked at them a few times, then threw them aside, and said to Qian Qingjian: "The Sprinkle family is illiterate, and the first floor depends on you, show me more carefully." ”

Qian Qingjian said "yes", and his heart jumped out of his mouth with joy, and he immediately looked for a book and flipped through it. He flipped through each book carefully, looking at the first three pages of each book and the last three pages before putting them back in their place. and deliberately searched for the four volumes stacked together, but did not find them for a while.

He did this because he knew that even the three words of the Ranga Sutra on the book cover were unknown to him, and the title on the cover of the Ranga Sutra in his memory was Sanskrit.

The first row of bookshelves, no. Qian Qingjian reported to Chen Xulin, and then went to check the second line of bookshelves.

Chen Xilin seemed to be talking to himself, and seemed to be asking Qian Qingjian: "Shaolin bald donkey doesn't know the purpose of the Sprinkle family's trip, shouldn't he hide the secret of martial arts in advance?"

Qian Qingjian didn't answer him, he searched nervously, and at the same time thought about how to deceive Chen Zhilin when he found the "Jiuyang True Scripture", Lao Tzu is serious about finding books, but he is not looking for your head!

At the end of the second line, Qian Qingjian picked up a Sanskrit scripture and read it over and over again, which immediately attracted Chen Zhilin's attention, and he immediately came to Qian Qingjian's side and asked, "What?

Qian Qingjian raised his head, handed the scroll to Chen Xiaolin and said, "There are Chinese characters in it, so I took a few more looks, afraid that I would make a mistake or miss, and I could not be sure that it was not martial arts until this time." ”

Chen Xiaolin was disappointed, but he couldn't help but appreciate Qian Qingjian's serious attitude: "Well, just look for it!

After that, Qian Qingjian held the classics twice and read them for a long time, and Chen Qilin stopped asking. After a while, Chen Qilin couldn't wait anymore and simply went to the second floor.

Listening to Chen Shulin's footsteps getting higher and higher, Qian Qingjian immediately changed his way of searching, as long as it was not four books stacked together, he didn't even look at it, he was already able to determine that there were no seventy-two stunts and various martial arts classics in the Zangjing Pavilion at this time, and the only target was locked on the four volumes of the "Ranga Sutra".

His luck was very good, at the top of the seventh line of bookshelf, he saw four dusty scrolls, took the top one and flipped it, but it was turned up from the end of the book, and he saw that there were Chinese characters written between the lines of Sanskrit, and this paragraph of text happened to be the "Shrinking Bone Gong" and "Wandering Wall Gong" part of the Jiuyang Sutra.

These two exercises are the appendix of the "Jiuyang Divine Skills" and occupy only one page. It only took him a dozen breaths to finish reading, and at the same time he memorized the content. There is a note behind these two exercises, saying that these two exercises are not exclusive to Jiuyang, no matter what kind of internal strength you have, as long as you reach a certain temperature, you can try it.

Just as he closed the book and was about to put the other three scriptures into his arms, he felt someone tap on the shoulder, which made Qian Qingjian jump up in fright, and his whole body was terrified.

The so-called being a thief is weak-hearted, and this is not true at all. He thought it was Chen Xiaolin who quietly hid back from the second floor, turned around and looked intently, but saw an old monk standing behind him, hairless and beardless, with a wrinkled face.

The old monk smiled and said: "Good, although the donor is full of true internal strength, and has obtained rare treasures to increase his internal strength by twenty years, but he has no chance with this scripture, if he forcibly cultivates, he will definitely have a catastrophe." ”

Qian Qingjian was shocked, this old monk knew that he had practiced Quanzhen internal skills with a light pat, and he also knew that he had obtained rare treasures, and this skill was also amazing! He couldn't help but murmur, "How do you know?"

The old monk smiled and took back the scriptures from his hand, placed them in the original place of the bookshelf, and said, "Because this scripture was written by the old man." ”