Little Martial Uncle on Shaoshi Mountain!
Shaoshi Mountain was a famous mountain in the Central Plains. It was named Taihe Mountain along with Wudang and Tianshan Mountain in the Western Regions because it was the home of the Shaolin Temple, a famous martial arts sect in the Central Plains.
The moment the rooster crowed in the morning, the monks on Shaoshi Mountain began their day of cultivation. Monks had a very regular schedule. They usually went to do morning classes in the morning and then ate vegetarian food. A loud shout came from outside the main hall of the temple, which seemed out of place in the entire ancient temple.
"Little Uncle-Master! Don't run, the abbot is calling you over!" A monk in his thirties wearing a greenish-gray monk robe ran in from outside, but he did not dare to enter the Great Buddha Hall. He could only stand at the door and look around.
After looking for a long time, there was no movement. The monk stomped his feet, gritted his teeth, and left on his own. After he left, he saw a tremor under the altar in the Great Buddha Hall. A bald monk in a gray monk's robe crawled out from under the table.
The monk looked to be about sixteen or seventeen years old. His delicate face had red lips and white teeth. He had bright eyes and white teeth. He looked very handsome. At first glance, this young man looked like a good young master from a painting. However, he was wearing a kasaya and had a shiny bald head. There were nine scars on his head. He was actually a handsome monk in his teens.
"Sigh, it's been seven years since I came to this world.”The young monk muttered to himself, but his tone did not sound like a youth at all. It even had a hint of vicissitudes.
The young monk's real name was Shang Yin. In his previous life, he had passed away from stomach cancer at the age of twenty. His parents had died early, and he had never tasted the warmth of a family. He thought that he would be done with it once he closed his eyes, but he did not expect that when he opened his eyes again, he had already become a monk on Shaoshi Mountain.
After transmigrating to this world, Shang Yin realized that this was no longer the original Earth. It was probably the end of the ancient Song Dynasty. When he transmigrated, his body was only ten years old. According to his master, he was found abandoned at the entrance of Shaoshi Mountain when he was still a baby. Then, he was brought back to Shaolin Temple for adoption.
Shang Yin's master was called Xuan Nan, the junior brother of the abbot of Shaolin Temple. Because he was too young at that time, he was directly adopted by the master of the Xuan generation. According to seniority, Shang Yin was given the Dharma name Hui Shi, and immediately became the youngest martial uncle of the big monk and all the disciples of the Xu generation.
Since things had come to this point, Shang Yin had accepted this fact. Since he could live again, it did not matter if it was ancient or modern. In fact, he was still a little excited in his heart. After a few years of exploration, he realized that this world was actually the world of the Eight Dragons!
Abbot Xuan Ci of Shaolin Temple was Jin Yong's Great Uncle Master! As the saying goes, every man has a martial arts dream in his heart. Before he transmigrated, he was also familiar with many martial arts classics. He dreamed of using a sword to settle his debts. However, after he was reborn in Shaolin Temple, he did not even go down the mountain once.
When Shang Yin had just arrived in this world, he had rushed to the Sutra Depository several times in excitement. Shaolin's 72 Ultimate Skills were simply the martial arts that all martial artists dreamed of. However, he soon discovered his regret. If he wanted to practice the 72 Ultimate Skills, he had to have a profound Buddhist Dharma and internal strength. Even the abbot had only practiced two Ultimate Skills at the same time. It was said that the only one who had mastered the 72 Ultimate Skills was Patriarch Bodhidharma. If he forced himself to practice it, he would definitely be crippled.
Speaking of internal strength, Shang Yin simply wanted to kill someone. After coming to this world, he had asked his master what kind of inner force cultivation method he cultivated. Later, the answer he got was actually the Boy Technique!
When Shang Yin got this answer, he almost collapsed. It was said that he had been practicing the technique for four to five years. The so-called Tongzi Skill did not refer to external skills such as Golden Bell Shield Iron Shirt, but Shaolin's most famous internal mental cultivation method other than Hanging Pot Skill and Yijin Sutra. After mastering it, one's internal strength would be as endless as the Yangtze River and Yellow River. However, practicing the Young Boy Technique was the most time-consuming. It was impossible to achieve great success without decades. Even if it was small success, it would take at least ten years.
The most painful thing about the technique was that one had to maintain a pure Yang body. Before the technique was completed, the innate Yang energy could not leak out. Otherwise, one would lose all of their power and even die from a blood loss. If he wanted to forcefully disperse his cultivation, his meridians would also be shattered. In other words, he could not have sex with a woman before he had mastered the technique. At that time, Shang Yin had almost died of depression.
Shang Yin, who had been practicing the virgin arts for more than ten years, had yet to reach the initial level of inner force. In this world, martial arts were roughly divided into three levels. Houtian, Xiantian, and then the realm beyond Xiantian. Among the three levels, there were upper, middle, and lower levels. Among the four villains, Duan Yanqing and Prince Duan of Dali could only be ranked in the upper level of Houtian. Later on, Xiao Feng and Xuzhu could only be ranked in the lower level. After reaching Xiantian, their internal energy would form a cycle of endless growth. As for the realm, it was estimated that only Wuya of the Carefree Sect and the sweeping monk who lived in seclusion in the Sutra Library could be ranked.
Shang Yin had once tried to find the sweeping monk, but he hadn't found any traces of him for several months. He hadn't even seen his shadow. Thinking about it, it was not strange. Even Xiao Yuan Shan and Murong Bo had not found that old bald donkey for decades. It was impossible for Shang Yin to find him with his martial arts.
Shaolin Temple had strict rules. Only the monks who were responsible for daily purchases and the wandering monks could go down the mountain. Both meals were radish and cabbage. It would be good if there was some tofu when they improved their meals.
"Sigh, looks like I was caught stealing food yesterday. I don't know how to punish me this time. I guess it's cleaning the meditation room again.”Shang Yin rubbed his bald head and said helplessly. Shaolin monks were not allowed to eat meat, and he had never been able to kick this habit. There were a few times when he secretly went to steal meat to eat, and he had also been discovered a few times.
At most, he would be punished to sweep the floor. Thinking of this, a cheeky expression appeared on Shang Yin's face. Then, he walked towards the abbot's room. What should come would come. Let's see how the abbot would deal with him.
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