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The heart of the Zen monk again casually pointed out a finger, solved the acupoint of Gu Mozhi, said: "I have been in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion for more than 40 years, at first a Xiao old monk, often at night to see the scriptures, and then there was an old Murong monk, a few years ago, that day Zhu monk Bo Luoxing also came to steal the scriptures, you come and I go, the scriptures in the pavilion are turned into a mess, there are so many precious Buddhist scriptures in the subtle words and righteousness do not read, but only focus on martial arts secrets, obviously these people are extremely smart people, but they don't know the scriptures, it's really a pity. ”

Since the Heart Zen Monk said Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo, Lan Tianyu shouted: "Mr. Xiao Yuanshan, Mr. Murong Bo, the Heart Zen Monk is here, don't you come out to meet him?"

The Shaolin monks looked around. After waiting for a while, Xiao Yuanshan saw that he had indeed been exposed, so he didn't hide anymore and walked out from behind the big tree.

Everyone saw a masked black-clothed monk walking out from behind the big tree, this person was burly and tall, although he was masked, he also gave people a feeling of pride.

After looking at a boulder again, the Heart Zen Monk said, "Lord Murong, please come out and see it too." ”

Under the gaze of everyone, a masked gray-clothed monk turned out from behind the boulder.

The black-clothed monk saw that the gray-clothed monk was also hiding beside him, and asked, "What are you hiding in the Shaolin Temple for decades?"

The gray-clothed monk said: "I was about to ask you, what are you hiding in the Shaolin Temple for decades?"

As soon as the second monk asked this question, the Shaolin monks from the abbot of Xuanci and below were all surprised, and everyone looked at each other, thinking: "How come these two old monks have been in this temple for decades, but I don't know? Is there really such a thing?"

I only heard the gray-clothed monk say: "I hid in the Shaolin Temple, in order to find something." ”

The black-clothed monk also said: "I hid in the Shaolin Temple to find something. What I was looking for has been found, and what you are looking for has been found. Otherwise, we will compete in three battles, and we should be outstanding. ”

The gray-clothed monk said, "Not bad. Respecting martial arts is really rare in the next life, and it is not comparable today?" The black-clothed monk said: "Brother also admires Your Excellency's martial arts very much, so if you continue to compare, I am afraid that you will not be able to distinguish victory or defeat." ”

The gray-clothed monk said: "You and I admire each other, there is no need to compete anymore." The black-clothed monk said, "Very good." ”

Everyone overheard that the two monks were addressed with the words "Your Excellency, brother", not the words of the monks. It's even more confusing.

The two monks nodded, and came to the front of the heart Zen monk, Xiao Yuanshan said: "I thought I was hiding secretly, it turned out that my every move was seen by the heart Zen monk, I didn't know, I was really ashamed." ”

Murong Bo also said: "I didn't expect that there are still monks in Shaolin Temple, it's really disrespectful, disrespectful." ”

The heart Zen monk said: "Old monk Xiao is fully focused on the martial arts classics, and he has no distractions, so he naturally can't see the old monk. I remember that the first night the layman came to the pavilion to borrow a book, it was a 'Fingerbook of Phaseless Tribulation', alas! From that night, the layman entered the devil's path, but it's a pity, it's a pity!"

Xiao Yuanshan was greatly surprised, he sneaked into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion on the first night and found a copy of the 'Peerless Tribulation Fingerbook', knowing that this was one of the seventy-two stunts of the Shaolin School. At that time, I was overjoyed, and no one knew about this matter except myself, so could it be that this monk was really witnessing it with his own eyes at that time? For a while, he was very jealous of the heart Zen monk.

The heart Zen monk said: "The second time the layman came to borrow the pavilion, it was a 'Prajna Palm Method'. At that time, the old monk sighed secretly, knowing that the layman had fallen into the devil from this, and the deeper he was hidden, he couldn't bear it, so he put a 'Lotus Sutra' and a 'Miscellaneous Ahama Sutra' in the place where the layman usually took books, hoping that the layman could borrow it and study and understand it. Unexpectedly, the layman was obsessed with martial arts, but he ignored the authentic Buddhism, put these two scriptures aside, and found a copy of the 'Fu Wand Method', but went away with joy. Alas, indulge in the sea of suffering, I don't know when I will be able to turn back?"

Xiao Yuanshan listened to him casually, and said that his actions in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion thirty years ago were good, and gradually changed from shock to fear, from fear to fear, cold sweat broke out on his back, and his heart almost stopped beating.

The Heart Zen Divine Monk slowly turned his head and looked at Murong Bo. Murong Bo saw that his gaze was dull. It is like turning a blind eye to it, but it seems to be a secret hidden in his heart, every thing has been clearly seen through by him, and he can't help but feel furious in his heart, and his whole body is very uncomfortable.

I only heard the heart of the Zen monk sighed, said: "Murong Jushi was originally a Xianbei people, but he has lived in Jiangnan for several generations, and the old monk first expected that the monk must have been touched by the literary style of the Southern Dynasty. In the past, people bought and returned pearls, and laughed for thousands of years. Two laymen were the great men of the world, but they also did this foolish act. Alas, it is harmful to oneself and to others. ”

Murong Bo was shocked in his heart, when he first entered the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, the first martial arts secret book he saw was indeed the 'Flower Fingering', but at that time, he had been around in detail and found out that there was no one inside or outside the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, why did this old monk see it in person?

I only heard the heart of the Zen monk and said: "The heart of the layman is more greedy than that of the Xiao layman." What Xiao Jushi practiced was only how to restrain my Shaolin's existing martial arts, but Murong Jushi included the seventy-two stunts of the temple one by one, and recorded all the copies, and then returned to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and returned to the book. Thinking that over the years, the layman has tried his best to integrate these seventy-two stunts, which is really a big mistake. ”

The Heart Zen monk sighed and said to Xiao Yuanshan: "Xiao Jushi, have you felt faint pain in the two acupoints of 'Liangmen' and 'Taiyi' on your lower abdomen recently?"

Xiao Yuanshan's whole body froze, and said: "The monk clearly sees that this is exactly the case. The Heart Zen Monk said again: "You are insensitive, but what about you recently?" Xiao Yuanshan was even more surprised, and said in a trembling voice: "This numbness was only a little finger ten years ago, and now it is ...... It's almost the size of a teacup now. ”

When he said this, he turned his head to Murong Bo and said, "Old Master Murong, on your three acupoints in Yangbai, Lianquan, and Fengfu, the pain of ten thousand needles three times a day should be unbearable, right?"

Murong Bo's face changed drastically, and his whole body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

He Yangbai, Lianquan, Fengfu three acupoints, every morning, noon, three o'clock in the night, is indeed like ten thousand needles prickly, the pain is unbearable, no matter what kind of panacea is taken, it is not effective. As long as you have internal strength, the pain of acupuncture will go deep into the bone marrow. In one day, he died three times in a row, and this kind of life is worse than death. Where is there any joy in life? If it weren't for the belief in recovering the country, he would have cut himself off a long time ago.

At this time, I suddenly heard the heart Zen monk talk about the root of his illness, and suddenly my heart was flustered and shocked.

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"Shut up!" the girl in green turned pale as she listened.