Guo Jing and the other three came to a small town at the foot of the mountain to find a farmer's house to stay for the night. Originally, Yun Feng had planned to go up the mountain at night to steal books, but when he thought of the many buildings in Shaolin Temple, the unfamiliar roads, and the lack of lighting at night, he gave up. Most importantly, Yun Feng was very lazy. It was not his personality to work overtime in the middle of the night.
The next day, Yun Feng told Guo Jing that he had something to do and asked Guo Jing and the other two to wait for him here for a day. Therefore, under Guo Jing's confusion, he swaggered up the mountain alone. Being a spirit body was really convenient at times. Just like now, Yun Feng was standing in front of the Shaolin Temple. The monks guarding the door ignored him. No, they couldn't see him. They allowed Yun Feng to walk past them into the temple.
Shaolin Temple had a Sutra Library, and it was a well-known secret. The Sutra Library was rumored to be a small pavilion that was about two stories tall. It should be a pavilion that stored important martial arts in a quiet location. How could it allow people to enter and exit freely? The martial artists all believed that this was how the legendary forbidden area of Shaolin Temple should look like.?
Yun Feng strolled through more than half of the monastery before finding a two-story attic in a relatively remote place. It was the famous Shaolin Temple's Sutra Library. However, there was no one guarding the door of the attic. The door was wide open. There were one or two young monks cleaning inside. There was an old monk reciting the Heart Sutra, perhaps sleeping.
Was this really the Sutra Depository? Perhaps it was because of the empty city, or perhaps the Shaolin Temple was used to peace recently and thought that no one dared to steal books in Shaolin, so they relaxed.
However, no matter what, Yun Feng thought,'Since you've opened your doors to welcome me, I won't stand on ceremony and properly browse through the books here!'
Wishes were beautiful, but reality was cruel. Yun Feng first used his hand to touch the bookshelf, but there was no reaction in his mind. It seemed that there were only Buddhist scriptures here, and there were no martial arts secret manuals. Unwilling to give up, he carefully looked at the names of the books one by one. He even looked at the names of the books when the monks were not paying attention. However, he still could not find any books related to martial arts. There were Lotus Sutra, Diamond Sutra, Amitabha Sutra, and Prajna Sutra. He had also found a few copies of Lengjia Sutra, but they were translated by different people. He did not see the original Sanskrit version written by Bodhidharma.
Could it be that the first floor contained those ordinary scriptures? Yun Feng could only stomp up to the second floor to check. However, to his disappointment, there were indeed many lone copies on the second floor, many of which were in Sanskrit. If Yun Feng was an antique collector or a Buddhist enthusiast, he might be ecstatic, but now, Yun Feng's heart was only depressed!‘There was no reason. Wasn't it said that the honest monk Jue Yuan only discovered the Nine Yang Scripture at the late-stage of the Divine Condor Realm? Later on, Xiao Xiangzi found out about this secret from somewhere and stole it from Shaolin Temple. No monk should have discovered it before this! Why couldn't he find the Lengjia Sutra now? Could it be that the world had changed and the secret was no longer a secret?'Yun Feng was very distressed.
Finally, after searching several times, he found the legendary Sanskrit version of the Lengjia Sutra in a corner! However, when Yun Feng grabbed the book with trembling hands, the contents of the Nine Yang Scripture did not appear in his mind. He opened the book and saw that it was filled with Sanskrit that he did not understand. There was no Chinese between the lines!
" Heavens, Buddha Lord, are you kidding me?'Looking at the setting sun outside the window, Yun Feng wanted to cry but had no tears. He had wasted nearly a day, but he only found a Buddhist scripture! A useless Buddhist scripture! One had to know that Yun Feng had finally made up his mind to spend a lot of effort and effort to come here to look for the scriptures. Now, he had given such an answer!
Yun Feng almost tore the Lengjia Sutra in his hand in anger, but the concept of protecting cultural heritage stopped him in time. He could only vent his anger on the bookshelf and push down the bookshelf next to him. Although the scriptures on the bookshelf would not be broken, damage was inevitable. The sound of the bookshelves falling also shocked the monks downstairs. They ran up to the attic in a row and only found the collapsed bookshelves and scattered scriptures. They found nothing else, and nothing was missing. However, there was not much air on the second floor. What caused the bookshelves to collapse? This became a long-term topic for the idle monks.
It was like entering a treasure mountain and returning empty-handed! According to Yun Feng's character, this was impossible. It was rare for him to move. How could he leave the mountain empty-handed in the Shaolin Temple, a treasure mountain? No matter what, he had to bring back some souvenirs. Yun Feng saw that it was getting late. It was even more inconvenient to find scriptures at night. He did not have night vision, so he could see things without light. Therefore, he used the Flying Catkin Technique to find the rooms of high-level monks such as the heads of the Dharma Hall and the Arhat Hall, as well as places that seemed to be heavily guarded.
As expected, Yun Feng really found a few martial arts secret manuals in those places, such as Dragon Claw Hand, Skanda Palm, One Finger Zen Skill, and Dharma Sword Skill. However, Yun Feng did not care much about these external skills. What he needed was internal skills. There was only one last hope left-the abbot's room. Yun Feng pushed open the door of the abbot's room with a perturbed mood!
"Who is it?" Fang Xing roared and soared into the air. He clawed at the door, but he missed. However, it still gave Yun Feng a fright! Yun Feng patted his pounding heart. He had thought that this old monk was so powerful that he could even see spirit bodies. It turned out that the old monk was crazy.‘Why was he so careful? If someone in Shaolin Temple was also his disciple, did he need to be ruthless? I don't understand. Yun Feng slandered his nature.
He didn't see anyone, so he closed his eyes and checked again. He didn't find anyone, so he muttered to himself," Strange." Then, he returned to his bed and sat down cross-legged to practice.
Yun Feng did not care about his nature as the abbot. He minded his own business and brazenly searched the abbot's room. He searched every inch of the house, including the flower pots and paintings. It was so strange that she saw the hanging painting lift up automatically without any wind, and the flower tray tilted for no reason but would not fall down. After a while, it returned to its original state.
Fang Xing was an accomplished monk, so he naturally wasn't afraid of these supernatural phenomena. He circulated his palm power and slapped the place where the flower disc and the scroll were moving. He shouted,"What kind of evildoer dares to cause trouble in Shaolin Temple! Hurry up and show yourself!" However, Yun Feng didn't care about him. When the palm force of nature struck, Yun Feng withdrew his internal energy. In the end, the palm of nature passed through Yun Feng's body and only broke a flower plate.
Some time ago, Yun Feng realized that when he circulated his internal energy, the top experts could discover his location and sense him. Although they still could not see him, he could not touch Yun Feng, and Yun Feng could not touch them, the internal energy of those experts could cause a certain amount of damage to Yun Feng, who was circulating his internal energy. It was a direct collision of internal energy! However, Yang Kang and Huang Rong couldn't do it. Yun Feng had also taken a huge risk and experimented with Hong Qigong once. That experiment had consumed 10% of Yun Feng's internal energy, and he lay in bed in pain for a long time. There were no external injuries on his body, and he didn't know if it was an internal injury.
This discovery made Yun Feng extremely depressed. An expert like Yun Feng couldn't get close. A sneak attack would also risk his life. It was meaningless to attack low. It seemed that Yun Feng could only be a spectator. This gave Yun Feng another reason not to practice martial arts properly. Therefore, when Abbot Ren Zhi attacked, Yun Feng withdrew his internal energy. Who knew what level Ren Zhi's internal energy had reached? Yun Feng didn't want to do something like asking for a beating!
He didn't know what was in his room, but while he was playing with his fists and palms, he was mumbling something,"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, after practicing the deep Prajna Paramita for a long time, he saw that the five skandhas were empty and overcome all hardships."。。”It seemed that his nature was to play the role of a ghost hunter and help Yun Feng pass away.
After a while, the abbot stopped because there was no more movement in his room. The flower tray and bookshelves were broken, and there were no more supernatural phenomena in other places. He continued to recite the scriptures for a while, but when he found that there was still no movement, he returned to his bed and sat down. However, this time, he did not cultivate his internal energy. Instead, he closed his eyes and rested. However, his alertness was raised to a high level. If anything was wrong, he would definitely be beaten up and a string of scriptures would be used.
It turned out that Yun Feng had found a book on the bed of the abbot, and the three big words written on the surface of the book had attracted all of Yun Feng's attention. It was the treasure of Shaolin Temple-"Yi Jin Jing"! What was lost was lost. In his opinion, it was not a bad idea to find Muscle-bone Strengthening Scripture even if he did not find the Nine Yang Scripture. Although the content of the book was difficult to understand and it would take decades for it to have any effect, this Internal Strength could assimilate all kinds of internal strength. For example, Linghu Chong in the Smiling Proud Jianghu knew about it. And in the Demigods and Dragons, the methods to resolve the various strange forces of Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo and the various ultimate skills that Shaolin monks could practice might have something to do with Muscle-bone Strengthening Scripture! Moreover, it also had anti-virus and protective effects. It was really a good choice!
It was it. Anyway, Shaolin could not find a better internal cultivation method. Where did that damn Nine Yang Sutra go? The legendary Marrow Cleansing Sutra was only known to Bodhidharma. Therefore, Yun Feng walked to the side of the bed and pressed his palm on the "Yijinjing" book, clicking to confirm the reading!
A series of obscure and difficult to understand sutras appeared in Yun Feng's mind. When the book was 'downloaded' completely, Yun Feng shook his head. When he passed by his nature, he chanted a Buddhist name and said,"Thank you for your generosity, Abbot!”He laughed and walked out of Shaolin Temple.
When they arrived at the foot of the mountain, it was already evening. Guo Jing asked Yun Feng what he had to do. When he was done, Yun Feng smiled and said,"Little Jing, you have to study hard after dinner!”Guo Jing looked at this big brother with a bitter smile. The experience of memorizing books when he was young was still vivid in his mind. His memories were fresh. He thought that painful experience would never come again. He did not expect that he would have to memorize books again.
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