In the Shaolin Temple of Mount Song, people from all walks of life were burning incense and worshipping Buddha. A man in black stepped into the Shaolin Temple with the crowd.
Fang Qin also offered incense and donated a lot of incense money to the temple. Then, he greeted a novice monk in the temple.
"Patron, what's the matter?" A novice monk walked up and said.
Fang Qin bowed and said to the novice monk,
"Greetings, Master. I am Fang Qin. I have come today to ask a favor from your temple. I wonder if I can find someone to talk to.”
"This…Alright. Patron, please wait a moment. I'll go and ask for instructions.”The novice monk frowned slightly, but when he saw that the man in front of him had an extraordinary aura and was dressed well, coupled with the fact that this person had donated a lot of incense money, he replied.
"Ah, it's fine. Thank you."
After the novice monk finished speaking, he first brought Fang Qin to a small room in a side hall to rest. After saying that, he went straight out.
Fang Qin was drinking tea in the room. After a while, he saw the novice monk and a kind-browed old monk arrive. The two of them bowed to each other.
"Amitabha. This poor monk is Xuan Ce. May I know why you are here, benefactor?”The monk looked to be in his fifties or sixties, but he had a kind face.
"So it's Master Xuance. Sigh, it's not a big deal. It's just that I'm curious about Buddhism. I heard that Shaolin Temple's Buddhism is the best in the world, so I came here because of its fame. I want to personally copy a few Buddhist scriptures in your temple to study.”
"Amitabha, Patron, you flatter me. Patron, you came here to copy the Buddhist scriptures?”
"Yes, please allow me."
The monk stared at Fang Qin and frowned. Although he did not specialize in martial arts, he still had good eyesight. He knew that the man in front of him must have a strong internal energy cultivation. After thinking for a while, he said,
"Patron, it's good that you have the heart to worship Buddha. Hmm, how about this? I'll get someone to help you copy a few Buddhist scriptures and give them to you.”
"Master Xuance, I would like to personally choose a copy to show my sincerity. I hope you can understand my heart of Buddhism and allow me to go to your temple's Sutra Depository to take a look.”
Patron, our temple's Sutra Library is usually not open to the public, and I think your internal energy is very good..."
Fang Qin knew from his words that he was afraid that it would be a lie for him to go to his Sutra Library to find Buddhist scriptures, but it would be a lie to find martial arts manuals. Yes, although that was indeed what he meant.
However, he naturally could not say it openly. He sighed in his heart.
After hearing about Nan Murong of Beiqiao Peak and guessing that there might be a sweeping monk in Shaolin Temple in this world, he wanted to sneak in and learn martial arts secretly.
Although there were two people in the original novel who often ran into the Shaolin Temple's Sutra Library to secretly learn martial arts, and the sweeping monk ignored them, Fang Qin naturally would not gamble with his life.
After thinking about it, he pretended to be curious about Buddhism and wanted to read and copy a few Buddhist scriptures. Using this as an excuse to obtain the Lankaya Sutra, or rather, the Nine Yang Sutra within the Lankaya Sutra.
He said," Yes, my health was not good since I was young, so I went to a Taoist priest to learn the method of breathing. Later on, I gradually got better. Don't worry, I only copy Buddhist scriptures and will never read martial arts secret books."”
Xuan Ce naturally didn't believe him and was about to refuse when Fang Qin took out a large banknote from his bag and said,
"This is the incense money given to your servant. It is to add another Buddha statue to your temple.”
“……”
Looking at the stack of banknotes, Xuan Ce swallowed his words of refusal. He had no choice but to give too much.
"Sigh, since benefactor is so pious, I can't refuse. Patron, please follow me. I'll bring you to the Sutra Depository now.”
After saying that, he led Fang Qin out of the door, passing through the side halls and stopping at a large hall.
"Patron, this is the Sutra Library. The Buddhist scriptures are on the first, second, and third floors. The ones above are the secrets that Shaolin doesn't pass on.”
Xuan Ce summoned a novice monk and told him to lead the way for Fang Qin.
"Haha, don't worry, Grandmaster. I know. I'm only copying a few Buddhist scriptures and will never trespass into the forbidden area upstairs.”
Fang Qin naturally knew that the monk wanted to warn him and casually ask someone to follow him, but he didn't mind.
His purpose for coming here this time was not the martial arts manuals upstairs, but a certain Buddhist scripture downstairs.
Xuan Ce said Amitabha and left.
Fang Qin entered the Sutra Depository under the guidance of the novice monk. He saw that there were many book pavilions inside, filled with Buddhist scriptures.
After greeting the novice monk, he walked in and slowly flipped through it.
He looked through all kinds of Buddhist scriptures one by one and chose some to copy.
The monk was told by Xuan Ce to keep an eye on this man for fear that he might have evil intentions. However, seeing that he was really copying the scriptures, he gradually relaxed and waited on the side.
The first day passed quickly. Fang Qin chose two scriptures to copy.
On the second day, Ri Qin slowly flipped through it again. When he flipped to the "Lankaya Sutra", he paused for a moment before taking it out and flipping through it carelessly.
Taking advantage of the gap, he looked through the compartment of this scripture and saw some other mental cultivation techniques.
He was delighted and thought to himself that there was indeed one.
He suppressed his excitement and looked at it carefully.
long time
"Ding…discovered unique skill Nine Yang Scripture. Do you want to include it?”
"Collect"
"Collection confirmed. Collection successful. Obtained 200000 luck points.”
A hint of joy flashed across Fang Qin's face. He did not expect to obtain so many luck points. He thought for a moment and understood that there was only one Nine Yang Scripture, but the Nine Yin Scripture that he had previously recorded was not.
"Learn?"
"I won't study it for the time being." Fang Qin refused to learn immediately. After all, now was not the time.
He pretended to be reading a book expressionlessly. After a while, he took a pen and began to copy it carefully.
In the afternoon, Fang Qin picked up a few Buddhist scriptures that he had copied, said goodbye to the Shaolin Temple, and left.
When Xuan Ce asked about the situation, the novice monk told him everything. Hearing that Xuan Ce had indeed only copied the scriptures, the novice monk secretly sighed that he was a little petty and judged a gentleman's belly. He sent Fang Qin off enthusiastically.
"Haha, thank you for your Buddhist scriptures.”
"Amidov, next time you come, I will definitely welcome you. Patron, take care.”
"Haha, I'll definitely come and visit again.”
Fang Qin smiled meaningfully and turned to leave.
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