Inside the Scripture Depository.
"These bald donkeys are not good at other things, but they are good at writing scriptures.”
"With so many scriptures, it's no wonder those monks can't memorize them downstairs.”
On the first floor of the Scripture Depository, Xie Junlin was still searching for the Lankaya Sutra. However, there were so many books in the Scripture Depository that it would take a while.
Qiao Feng had already found a place to take a nap.
He would have no problem drinking, eating, cultivating, and traveling.
But if you let him flip through the book, that would be taking his old life.
Therefore, Xie Junlin only asked Qiao Feng to find a place to take a nap at the entrance of the Scripture Depository.
Once someone came, inform him immediately.
As for Xie Junlin, he continued to tirelessly flip through one book after another.
As he continued flipping, Xie Junlin gradually arrived at the second floor.
There were slightly fewer books here, but they were also more ancient and dated.
Some of the Buddhist scriptures were even covered in dust.
It was obvious that before the incident of the scripture theft in the Sutra Depository, very few people came here.
Even so, Xie Junlin did not give up.
He continued to flip through the scriptures one by one.
Finally.
"I've finally found it, the Lankaya Sutra."
Xie Junlin looked at the old scripture in front of him. He blew gently, and dust scattered.
However, Xie Junlin couldn't wait to open it.
As expected, as Xie Junlin carefully flipped over.
He gradually realized that the middle of these scriptures was filled with words written in small regular script.
He read it carefully.
It was really similar to the Wudang Sect's Nine Yang Skill that he had learned.
"Found it."
Xie Junlin was ecstatic.
The Nine Yang Divine Technique was a true peerless martial art.
He had comprehended three different top-notch martial arts techniques with just a third of the incomplete manual.
Just based on this point alone, the Nine Yang Divine Technique could not be considered weak among the peerless martial arts.
Moreover, the Nine Yang Divine Technique was a god-like aid for healing and increasing one's cultivation.
With the Nine Yang Divine Technique, Yu Daiyan would be able to recover his strength faster when Xie Junlin found the Black Jade Intermittence Ointment in the future.
He didn't say much.
Xie Junlin immediately memorized those small characters.
After he finished memorizing everything.
He checked again.
Then, he directly circulated the Taiji Force and erased all the small words on the scripture.
After a final careful inspection, he put the Lankaya Sutra back on the spot.
Leave the Nine Yang Divine Technique to the Great Ming Shaolin Temple?
Hehe, that's impossible.
If not for the fact that Xie Junlin was afraid that the impact would be too bad, he would have burned down the Tripitaka Block for the sake of simplicity.
However, the Tripitaka Block was extremely quiet.
It was very suitable for Xie Junlin to cultivate the Nine Yang Divine Technique immediately.
He did as he was told.
He activated the Hundred Times Comprehension Halo.
"Let him be strong, the breeze blows over the hills.”
"He can do whatever he wants. The moon shines on the river.”
"If he is ruthless, he will hate himself.”
Buzz.
An invisible halo enveloped him.
Countless comprehensions of the Nine Yang Divine Technique resounded in Xie Junlin's mind.
In addition, Wudang Sect's Nine Yang Skill was also part of the Nine Yang Divine Skill.
Xie Junlin's Nine Yang Divine Technique had already reached the Perfection Realm.
For a moment, more comprehension enveloped Xie Junlin.
In less than ten breaths, Xie Junlin directly entered the Nine Yang Divine Technique's door.
Time passed by little by little.
……
In the blink of an eye, it was already afternoon. Several hours had passed since Xie Junlin entered the Scripture Depository.
At this moment, footsteps came from the stairs.
Slowly, that person entered Xie Junlin's room.
At the same time, Xie Junlin also opened his eyes.
He only felt a trace of golden light flash across Xie Junlin's eyes, and then the surrounding temperature suddenly rose.
The surrounding scriptures could not help but bend.
It was as if it was about to spontaneously combust.
This heat came and went quickly.
When Xie Junlin opened his eyes, they all returned to his body.
"Big brother, why are you up here?"
Xie Junlin looked at the person who had come and said with a smile.
The person who had just gone upstairs was Qiao Feng.
"I'm sorry, brother. I just wanted to take a nap, but I fell asleep later.”
"I didn't disturb you from reading the scriptures, did I?”
Qiao Feng scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed.
"Of course not. I've already found the scripture I was looking for.”
"Let's go, big brother. Today's victory is great, this little brother will treat you to a drink. I'll treat, you pay. I won't go home until I'm drunk.”
Xie Junlin stood up with a smile. He patted the dust off his body and pulled Qiao Feng out.
Qiao Feng's face lit up when he heard that they were drinking, but when he heard the last part, he couldn't help but laugh and scold,
"You're really a slippery one, kid!"
"But drinking with big brother, do you really think you can pay for it?”
Speaking of drinking, Qiao Feng immediately felt his throat itch.
She quickened her pace and pulled Xie Junlin out quickly.
When the two of them walked out of the Sutra Library.
The green-robed monk was sitting at the door reading scriptures.
Xie Junlin's heart stirred, and he could not help but ask,
"Little monk, what's your name?”
The little monk in green looked up. His eyes were bright and pure as he replied in a crisp voice,
"Almsgiver, my Dharma name is Jue Yuan.”
Xie Junlin's heart trembled. It was a match.
In the original novel, Master Zhang Sanfeng was the teacher at the beginning.
"Little monk, let me give you a piece of advice. When you practice martial arts in the future, you must choose Shaolin's Nine Yang Skill.”
"If we meet again in the future, I will give you another opportunity.”
After saying this, Xie Junlin didn't care whether the young monk Jue Yuan understood or not.
He only went down the mountain with Qiao Feng.
Not long after.
In the abbot's room of Shaolin Temple.
A monk told Monk Kong Wen everything Xie Junlin said to Jue Yuan.
It seemed that if Qiao Feng wasn't lying on the first floor.
Xie Junlin would definitely not cultivate the Nine Yang Divine Technique in the Shaolin Sutra Library so easily.
"Did Xie Junlin really say that?”
"Not bad at all."
"Then pass on my order. Little Monk Jue Yuan will be relieved of his duties and will be taught the Nine Yang Technique. He will also be allowed to follow the three Martial Uncles at the back of the mountain to learn martial arts.”
The monk next to him looked at the abbot in surprise.
He couldn't understand why the abbot would give the young monk Jue Yuan such good treatment just because of Xie Junlin, who was only at the first-class realm.
One had to know that the three divine monks at the back of the mountain were all masters at the grandmaster level.
Even top disciples like Fang Shiyu and Hong Xiguan rarely saw them.
However, Abbot Kong Wen had accumulated his power for a long time, and this monk finally bowed his head and agreed.
When Kong Wen was the only one left in the room, he could not help but look at the information in his hand again.
"Xie Junlin, the fourth young master of the Sword God Mountain Villa, Yu Daiyan's personal disciple, Wudang Mountain's World Wayfarer.”
"He was born to be good at swordsmanship, and has cultivated the peerless martial art, Taiji Mystic Art, to at least the initial success realm. The Taiji Sword has reached the great success stage."
" Less than two months of cultivation."
"If you don't die in the future, you will definitely become a martial grandmaster.”
"Whoosh!"
Without realizing it, Kong Wen felt cold sweat break out on his back.
After two months of cultivation, he had reached the first-class realm.
The potential of a great grandmaster.
……
He had no idea what was going on in the Shaolin Temple behind him.
Xie Junlin and Qiao Feng were not stopped at all and directly went down the mountain.
However, they were not halfway there.
The two of them were stopped by a woman in white.
"Brother, be careful. This woman has at least Xiantian cultivation.”
Qiao Feng frowned, and his broad body immediately blocked in front of Xie Junlin.
Xie Junlin's expression changed. At the same time, his gaze was complicated as he pulled Qiao Feng in front of him.
Xie Junlin took a step forward and looked at the woman in front of him. He immediately shouted,
"We haven't seen each other for ten years. I wonder if Sister-in-law Murong is well?”
That's right.
The woman in front of him.
She was the wife of the Sword God's Third Young Master and the eldest daughter of the Murong family.
Murong Qiudi.
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