"Sure enough" Hearing Huo Tianqing's request, Xuan Ci was shocked, it seems that this person is not so simple to come to Shaolin!

"Of course, Huo Shaoxia, please," Xuan Ci waved his hand and asked.

"Thank you" Huo Tianqing arched his hand, followed Xuan Ci's footsteps, and entered the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Although the Scripture Pavilion is not big, when Huo Tianqing walked in, he was still stunned by the spectacular scene inside, Book Mountain!

The astonishing amount of books in the Scripture Pavilion made Huo Tianqing dizzy, and no one could describe the feeling in Huo Tianqing's heart at this time.

The stack of ancient books bound in threads, as well as the traditional Chinese characters written on the books, made Huo Tianqing feel a sense of history and culture from the bottom of his heart!

Huo Tianqing raised his footsteps and involuntarily stroked those old books, his face showing a touch of intoxication.

Abbot Xuanci looked at Huo Tianqing with a sense of enjoyment like smoking marijuana, and couldn't help but wonder in his heart, could it be that he guessed wrong, this guy really came to admire the works of Patriarch Bodhidharma?

Looking at Huo Tianqing's slightly lascivious expression, Xuan Ci flicked the Buddha beads in his hand with his thumb, and his heart was full of thoughts.

I don't know when, a thin figure appeared in the south corner of the Scripture Pavilion, holding a broom in his hand, waving it slowly.

Huo Tianqing suddenly came back to his senses and looked at the figure that suddenly appeared in horror.

Abbot Xuanci looked at Huo Tianqing's originally lascivious expression and suddenly became extremely frightened, and couldn't help but be puzzled, so he followed Huo Tianqing's gaze, it was empty, and there was not even a ghost.

"Huo Shaoxia, why do you have such an expression?" asked Xuan Ci suspiciously.

Huo Tianqing shuddered, came back to his senses, it was terrible!

That old monk actually knew this kind of kung fu like space transfer, and he was still there, but he disappeared again in the blink of an eye!

"I didn't ...... It's nothing, it's just that I suddenly saw a snake and scared me," Huo Tianqing said.

"Oh?" Xuan Ci obviously didn't believe Huo Tianqing's words, and asked, "Shaoxia has such a profound martial arts, are you afraid of a snake?"

"Oh, the younger generation was bitten by a poisonous snake when he was a child and almost died, because he has always been afraid of poisonous things like snakes" Huo Tianqing began to run the train with his mouth full.

After Abbot Xuanci heard Huo Tianqing's explanation, although he still didn't believe it in his heart, he didn't want to ask again.

"By the way, abbot, where is the handwriting of Patriarch Bodhidharma?" Huo Tianqing asked.

"Young man, please" Xuan Ci took the lead and led the way.

Huo Tianqing followed behind him.

"Shaoxia, Patriarch Bodhidharma is the sage of my Shaolin worship, and his handwriting is an extremely precious item, and the Shaolin Temple has always placed it in a secret place, so when the Shaoxia reads it, please be careful" Abbot Xuanci explained.

"Master rest assured, juniors must be extra careful," Huo Tianqing said.

"Amitabha" Xuan Ci sang a Buddha name, came to a bookshelf, gently pushed, opened the dark compartment inside, took out a stack of scriptures, handed it to Huo Tianqing, and said: "Young man, please watch"

Huo Tianqing took the books pilgrimly and read them carefully.

On the surface, Huo Tianqing looks like a serious child, but in fact, he is secretly thinking in his heart: "Damn, how can I find the "Flail Sutra" like this, can I still let you all wait on the side, this old guy is really insidious"

After thinking about it, Huo Tianqing couldn't help but speak: "Abbot, I don't know if I can let the juniors live in the temple for a few days, so I can carefully study the works of Patriarch Bodhidharma."

"This ......" Xuan Ci hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Okay, it's just Huo Shaoxia, when you come here to read the scriptures, please be sure to call one or two Zhike monks to accompany you, so that you can guide the way for Shaoxia."

"That's nature," Huo Tianqing responded: "The younger generation is not so ignorant of things."

"Amitabha Buddha" Xuan Ci heard the words and pronounced a Buddha name, and said: "Shaoxia, since this is the case, just read the Buddhist scriptures here, and there will be Shaolin disciples to take you to the guest room to rest later."

"Thank you, master," Huo Tianqing bowed and saluted.

"Huineng, it's up to you to accompany Huo Shaoxia to read the scriptures," Xuan Ci said to a disciple behind him.

"Yes, uncle," the middle-aged monk began.

Huo Tianqing turned around and glanced at the monk, and couldn't help but smile, Xuan Ci's arrangement was really good, looking at the actions of the middle-aged monk, he was obviously also a master, I am afraid that he is not under the third Yue.

"Then it's bothering the master," Huo Tianqing bowed to the monk.

"The donor doesn't have to be polite, this is the duty of the little monk," Monk Huineng said.

"Huo Shaoxia, the old man and the others will leave first," Xuan Ci said.

"Master walk slowly" Huo Tianqing sent a group of monks of the Xuanzi generation away.

"Amitabha" Xuan Ci and the others made a Buddhist salute and turned to leave.

Huo Tianqing put the stack of scriptures on the ground, sat down on the spot, and began to rummage through them.

The monk's face suddenly twitched, Nima, is this what you call being extra careful?

After a while, Huo Tianqing finally found the four copies of the "Flail Sutra" from the stack of books, and smiled secretly, Huo Tianqing was about to flip through it.

Suddenly, a thin and shrill voice came into Huo Tianqing's ears: "Donor, this martial art does not belong to you, please don't read it in vain."

In an instant, Huo Tianqing was drenched in a cold sweat, looked at Mu Wanqing and Huineng beside him, and saw that there was nothing abnormal about them, Huo Tianqing couldn't help but be even more shocked!

This is...... Sound into the secret!

Huo Tianqing silently closed the "Flail Sutra", put it aside, and began to read other scriptures.

The old monk's words sounded like persuasion, but in fact, Huo Tianqing understood in his heart that it was a warning!

From the sudden appearance at the beginning to the current transmission, the old monk seems to have understood his purpose.

This sweeping monk is really terrifying to the extreme!

After Huo Tianqing pretended to read the Buddhist scriptures for a long time, he finally couldn't help but want to get up and leave.

Just got up and wanted to greet Mu Wanqing, who was about to fall asleep, to leave, but the fluttering voice reached his ears again.

"Three watches tonight, back mountain"

Huo Tianqing was trembling, almost scared to pee, damn it, dare not be so elusive!

woke up Mu Wanqing, Huo Tianqing and the two followed Huineng towards the guest room.

"Squeak" pushed open the door, and Monk Huineng said: "Master Huo Shi, this is the room prepared for you by the abbot, another donor, your room is next door to Lord Huo Shi."

"Well, thank you, Master," Huo Tianqing said.

"You're welcome, this is the duty of the little monk, there will be a disciple of the virtual character generation to send you a meal later, Huo Shi, please don't go around, the little monk will leave first" Hui Neng made a Buddha salute and said.

"Master walk slowly" Huo Tianqing is still this monotonous sentence.

"Amitabha" Huineng sang a Buddha horn and turned to leave.

Huo Tianqing saw that Huineng was walking away, so he immediately turned around and hugged Mu Wanqing, and shouted:

"Little baby, I'm suffocating my brother, let's let my brother kiss one first"

"Ah" Mu Wanqing exclaimed, and then said: "Don't, big pervert, this is Shaolin Temple."

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