" It seems a little troublesome…" Ye Qiu opened his eyes slightly. This action seemed to have exhausted all his strength.
They entered a quiet room. It was empty all around, and there was a familiar sandalwood smell. The sound of chanting Buddhist scriptures could be heard faintly.
"This is the Diamond Sutra and Lotus Sutra…Could it be that I transmigrated to Shaolin and became a monk? "This makes it easier for me to learn martial arts…It's just that…" Ye Qiu circulated his inner breath and felt as if his dantian was being cut by a knife.
" Wait…I think I remember something…" Ye Qiu smiled bitterly. Then, the muscles on his face kept twitching. Not only was the pain in his dantian difficult to resist, but there were also several powerful internal breaths running back and forth in his eight extraordinary meridians. It was as if he was suffering from thousands of tortures.
At this moment, a strong internal force was injected into his hand, as if it was healing him. However, Ye Qiu knew that this wouldn't solve the root of the problem. Instead, it would worsen his injuries.
"Alright…So it's Linghu Chong!”A hint of understanding flashed through Ye Qiu's mind. After this thought appeared, a large number of fragmented memories suddenly surged into his mind, causing his vision to go black and he fell asleep again.
It was as if he was dreaming, but also as if he had experienced it himself. Ye Qiu seemed to have transformed into another Linghu Chong. He experienced a series of events, such as Liu Zhengfeng washing his hands in the golden basin, learning the sword at Mount Hua's Reflection Cliff, being injured by the Six Immortals of Peach Valley, learning the zither in Luoyang's Cuizhu Alley, and even the gathering of the heroes at the Five Bullies Ridge.
"Hua Feihua, Wu Feiwu, I am not me…Who am I? Ling Huchong? No!" In that moment of carelessness, Ye Qiu's mind was in a blur. He was almost completely immersed in Linghu Chong's memories and assimilated by him, the main character!!!
Fortunately, the Samsara Wheel suddenly appeared in Ye Qiu's mind, causing him to wake up once again."I'm Ye Qiu!"
With this thought, all the danger from before disappeared. Linghu Chong's memories no longer posed any threat. Instead, they turned into precious information and were stored in his sea of consciousness.
After flipping through Ling Huchong's memories, he realized that most of them were about his life in the Huashan Sect and his junior sister Yue Lingshan's beautiful figure. Ye Qiu directly skipped over these romantic things and instantly flipped to the martial arts content that he was most interested in.
He had no interest in the Huashan Internal Strength or the sword techniques of the Five Mountains Sword Sect. He shifted his attention to another sword technique chant.
"Guimei is like Wuwang, Wuwang is like people, people are like Dayou…"
After the general formula was the memory of the other sword techniques. There were a total of nine moves, covering the changes of broken sword, broken saber, broken spear, broken whip, broken rope, broken palm, broken arrow, and broken qi. It was extremely exquisite.
" Nine Swords Beyond the Swords!" Ye Qiu's eyes lit up. He secretly sighed that the protagonist was lucky. Otherwise, how could there be such a big gift bag that gave martial arts as soon as he transmigrated?
" Counting the days, it should be after the Five Bullies Gang, when I was carried to Shaolin Temple by Ren Yingying…" Ye Qiu felt a little bitter." He was unconscious for a long time that time. I don't know how long I slept for…"
At this moment, his deep internal energy had been completely exhausted. There were still several streams of true qi from Buke Bujie and the Six Peach Valley Immortals running back and forth in his limbs and bones. He was in a state of serious injury and was on the verge of death. No one knew how long he had been unconscious!
" At least there's still Fang Sheng to treat my wounds…I should have awakened my memories at the end of Ling Huchong's coma. It's good, it's good…It's just that there's another strange type of zhenqi in my body…"
Linghu Chong's injury was internal. At the beginning, Yue Buqun had said that he could use the Purple Glow Divine Art to remove the strange Zhen Qi in Linghu Chong's body. However, Old Yue was stingy and did not want to break the sect rules to pass down the divine art. Otherwise, Linghu Chong might have been able to save his life.
Later on, he had to inject two different types of zhenqi into his body. After that, he had to deal with the evil people of the Five Tyrants Gang. At this time, Linghu Chong's injuries had accumulated to a point where it was impossible to recover. Other than the Shaolin Temple's Tendon Changing Classic, Star Sucking Great Art, and Northern Dark Divine Art, there was almost no cure for him.
" I didn't expect that I would be in this state now…" Ye Qiu moved his limbs. He felt that his limbs were weak and weak, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness. However, he knew in his heart that those strange true qi were only temporarily suppressed. Once he fought with someone, it would definitely flare up again. When the pain hit his heart, it wouldn't be so easy to suppress it.
"Sigh…he actually lost all his martial arts and became a cripple?”Ye Qiu laughed at himself." Fortunately, I woke up a few days earlier than the original Linghu Chong. Otherwise, wouldn't I have suffered a huge loss?"”
Patron…Patron, you're awake!"
Clang! A young monk pushed open the door and came in. When he saw Ye Qiu sitting up, he cried out in shock. Even the copper basin in his hand fell to the ground, and clear water splashed all over the ground.
" You've been sleeping for more than two months…Buddha bless you, you've finally woken up. Amitabha…I'll go and report this to my granduncle immediately…" The little monk could not even speak clearly anymore and ran away quickly.
" That's true…No matter who is in a coma for more than two months, the outside world will probably treat him as a dead person…" Ye Qiu smiled bitterly."Fortunately, I only awakened yesterday. Otherwise, I would have vomited blood!”
Thinking of this, Ye Qiu got dressed and looked at himself in the basin-sword-like eyebrows, star-like eyes, thin lips, and a trace of unruliness on his face. He really did have the image of a prodigal son!
"Young hero, you are awake now.”An old monk pushed open the door and entered. His face was full of wrinkles and he had a gentle smile on his face. There were nine scars on his head.
"So it's Master Fang Sheng. Is this Shaolin Temple?”Ye Qiu pretended to be surprised.
"Not bad! This place was Shaolin Temple! Young hero, you are blessed beyond my expectation. I thought that you would need to sleep for ten days before you wake up. I didn't expect you to recover your consciousness now... It's really Buddha's blessing!”Fang Sheng put his palms together and bowed.
"It's all thanks to Master's help!"
Ye Qiu thanked him and stood up to greet him. Although he still looked weak, Fang Sheng was even more surprised. He quickly went forward to help him up."Young hero, your internal injuries are too heavy. You shouldn't think too much and waste your energy…You can walk now, that's something worth celebrating…"
" A body of rotten wood. It's just a dying struggle…" Ye Qiu smiled bitterly and extended his right hand.
Fang Sheng checked his pulse and knew that Ye Qiu's internal injuries had not fully recovered. Those several different types of true qi were only temporarily retracted and did not show any signs of colliding with each other. He thought that Feng Qingyang had imparted some other miraculous internal art to Ye Qiu to suppress these abnormal true qi movements. He could not help but feel pity for Ye Qiu and said,"Young Master Linghu, since you can wake up this time, your life will be saved. However, your internal injuries will worsen in a year.”
"Life and death are determined by fate, why bother too much…"
Ye Qiu smiled faintly, and his indifference made Fang Sheng's face look strange."Amitabha. Young hero, you have gained enlightenment and understood life and death. You are fated to be with Buddha!”
"Buddhism is particular about fate," Fang Sheng said."I told you that day. The abbot of our temple has just proved that Senior Brother has profound internal strength. If you are fated to teach you the secret technique of Tendon Changing Classic, your muscles and bones can still be transferred, let alone get rid of the strange qi in your inner breath. I will bring you to see the abbot now. I hope you can answer him properly.”
"Thank you for your introduction, Master. Even if Abbot doesn't allow it, it's still a great honor to be able to meet a senior martial arts expert!”
Ye Qiu's face was emotionless as he followed behind Fang Sheng, passing through the grand halls.
When the monks saw Fang Sheng, they all bowed respectfully and retreated.
"Right! When I was unconscious, there seemed to be a Miss Yingying beside me. I wonder where she is now?”Ye Qiu suddenly asked.
"Young hero, you have just recovered from your serious injuries and you are most afraid of disturbing your mind.”Fang Sheng hesitated. Then, he said.
"Yes!" Ye Qiu's face was emotionless as he sighed to himself. Ren Yingying was still under house arrest in Shaolin Temple. Unfortunately, he could not even protect himself now. It was useless to think too much.
The two of them arrived outside a stone room. After the little monk reported, Fang Sheng and Ye Qiu entered together. Then, he met the abbot of Shaolin Temple, Master Fang Zheng.
Ye Qiu saw that Fang Zheng's face was thin, his figure was small, and his expression was kind. His appearance was extremely unsurprising. Only his eyes were warm and moist, like a bottomless pool. Ye Qiu's heart skipped a beat. He knew that this abbot had cultivated the Tendon Changing Scripture, and his Buddhist internal energy had reached an unbelievable level.
Fang Sheng bowed and said,"Greetings, Senior Abbot. I'd like to introduce you to the Huashan Sect's first disciple, Young Master Linghu."?”
Ye Qiu immediately bowed with a solemn expression.
Fang Zheng bowed slightly and raised his right hand."Young hero, please take a seat. I heard from Junior Brother Fang Sheng that you have excellent swordsmanship and have inherited the teachings of Elder Feng from Mount Hua. Congratulations.”
Ye Qiu said hurriedly.
Fang Zheng then said," After you were injured, you were mistaken. As a result, there are many kinds of genuine Qi in your body that are difficult to get rid of. After careful consideration, I can only gradually get rid of it by practicing the Internal Strength Secret of our sect, the Muscle-bone Strengthening Scripture…As a Buddhist disciple, compassion is the foundation. Since you know that you have suffered from internal injuries, you will naturally do your best to cure them." The scripture was created by the first ancestor of the Eastern Zen Sect, Patriarch Dharma…Patriarch Dharma faced the wall for nine years before he passed away. Later, the two ancestors traveled all over the famous mountains to find eminent monks to seek the mysteries of the scripture. Finally, they inspired each other on the Golden Peak of Mount Emei with the Buddhist monk, Bodhidharma, and even understood each other…"
"Oh, I didn't expect the Tendon Changing Classic to have such an important background…" Ye Qiu replied.
Fang Zheng continued," The Kung Fu of Yijin Jing is to circle the meridians of the body and connect the spirit of the five internal organs. It is circulating without dispersing and flowing without stopping. Qi is produced internally and blood is moistened externally. After practicing this sutra, the heart moves and the strength is released, one by one, the strength is released naturally, and the strength is released unconsciously. The strength rises like a tide, like thunder. Because this scripture is so powerful, our temple will not teach it unless it is predestined…"
" Damn it…You really know how to bait an appetite…" Ye Qiu rolled his eyes, but his expression didn't change at all."I'm not fated, so there's no need to force it!”
"No, I can't! Young hero, you are the successor of Elder Feng, and you came to our temple by chance. Moreover, you will die if you don't learn Muscle-bone Strengthening Scripture. This is the Great Fate Law!”"It's just that since Patriarch Dharma, the Yijin Sutra has never been passed down to anyone other than Shaolin disciples. Fortunately, I've also broken through this hurdle…" Fang Zheng said in a deep voice.
He took out a letter from his sleeve and gently sent it over with his palm. The letter flew over and suddenly landed a foot in front of Ye Qiu. Ye Qiu received it and his entire body trembled.
"Just based on this inner energy, I can tell that Fang Zheng's martial arts are unfathomable…"
Ye Qiu thought to himself as he opened the letter. He already knew the contents of the letter. It was nothing more than Yue Buqun kicking Linghu Chong out of the sect or something. If the original Linghu Chong had seen it, he would have been dejected. However, to him, it was nothing. Instead, he was quite interested in the division of martial arts and the level of the world.
"There are six masters in the world of the Laughing Proud, Feng Qingyang of the Sword Sect, Dongfang Bubai of the Black Wood Cliff, Ren Woxing of the Sun Moon Sect, Zuo Lengchan of Mount Song, Fang Zheng of Shaolin, and Chongxu of Wudang Sect. The last four should be at the peak of the Postliminary Realm, while the first two should have reached the Innate Realm.”
Ye Qiu's mind was filled with thoughts, but his face was filled with misery."Master and Mistress did this, but Linghu Chong deserved it. There's nothing wrong with that…"
"You shouldn't have befriended the people of Black Wood Cliff, but the sea of bitterness is boundless.”Fang Zheng spoke casually, but his words carried a great majesty."Young hero, if you don't mind, you can become my disciple and become a Guo disciple. You can change your name to Linghu Guochong. From now on, turn over a new leaf and be reborn as a human. No one in the martial arts world will dare to make things difficult for you!”
"This…" Ye Qiu hesitated.
Fang Sheng, on the other hand, was overjoyed." Young hero, my senior brother Abbot is proficient in twelve unique Shaolin arts. Young hero, if you become my senior brother's disciple, you can teach him. In the future, you will definitely bring glory to our Shaolin sect and shine in the martial arts world!"”
"So…I pay my respects to Master!" Ye Qiu was silent for a moment before finally kowtowing.
Although the Star Absorbing Technique could also remove the symptoms of the foreign type of zhenqi in his body, how could it be compared to the Yijin Jing that could completely remove all future problems? Moreover, Ye Qiu was too lazy to play tricks with Xiang Wentian and the Four Friends of Mei Zhuang.
"But…if Linghu Chong were to change his name to Linghu Guochong, then would Proud Smiling in the Pugilistic World still be Proud Smiling in the Pugilistic World?”Ye Qiu felt a headache, but he didn't think about it anymore.
Fang Zheng was the abbot of Shaolin Temple, so it was naturally a big deal for him to take in a disciple. However, this master was very open-minded, and Linghu Chong's life was in danger. He urgently needed Yijinjing to save his life, so everything was simple.
Even so, the entire ceremony was simple and solemn.
After the ceremony, Fang Zheng immediately began to impart his strength in the abbot's room.
As for Ye Qiu, he suppressed the excitement in his heart. He had finally seen the Shaolin martial arts treasure book that he had admired for a long time!
The mnemonic chant of the Tendon Changing Classic was not very long. Although it was only a thousand words, it was broad and profound.
After Fang Zheng imparted his strength, he analyzed the inner force mantra in detail, pointing out the various breathing, qi circulation, breathing, and transportation methods.
Ye Qiu had already been cleansed by the Reincarnation Plate, so he had excellent talent. At this moment, it was extremely easy for him to understand the Tendon Changing Classic. The countless profound principles contained in each chant were like silk being peeled off a cocoon in front of him. After reading it carefully, he found it even more interesting and wonderful.
Of course, he did not dare to show too much on the surface, but even if he hid most of it, it made Fang Zheng very happy.
After imparting his strength, Fang Zheng reminded him," Your aptitude is extraordinary, so I'm not worried at all. However, our temple is still focused on Zen, and martial arts are just a minor detail. When you practice the Muscle-bone Strengthening Scripture, you must always comprehend the three principles of Moksha Gate,'Emptiness, Formless, and Non-Zuo'. Don't be obsessed with it. This is the foundation, so it's important!”
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