In the Sutras Depository, Zhu Biao picked up a scripture and flipped through it quickly in front of Abbot Ran and the Chief Monk of the Sutras Depository. After flipping through more than a dozen scriptures, he walked to the bookshelves where the temple protection divine techniques were placed and picked them up one by one to read.
The abbot and the head monk stared at each other. They didn't know what the crown prince was doing. Who reads books like this? It was more like looking for something.
However, they did not dare to ask. They stood quietly by the pillar and did not dare to urge him.
This was because both of them knew that the Shaolin Temple might be an amazing holy land in the eyes of the common people and the wealthy people in the martial arts world, but in the eyes of this thirteen-year-old youth in front of them, the Shaolin Temple was nothing. He could flatten the Shaolin Temple with a single word.
Didn't they see the two guards beside the Crown Prince staring at them coldly? It was as if he was ready to cut people at any time!
He heard from the monks who came down the mountain to buy things that the richest man in Bianliang, the Great Philanthropist Zhou, who had donated money to the temple several times, had been ordered by the Crown Prince to have his family confiscated and exterminated.
Almsgiver Zhao was also exterminated. Almsgiver Zhao had donated a lot of cloth to the temple to make clothes for the monks.
Moreover, it was said that after the Great Benevolent Zhou and Almsgiver Zhao were beheaded and their houses confiscated, they were even carved into stone statues and knelt in front of Lord Yue's temple to repent.
This Crown Prince was ruthless, killing people and killing their hearts.
About an hour later, Zhu Biao put down Tendon Changing Classic. He had finished flipping through the last martial arts collection, and he was somewhat disappointed.
There was indeed a huge difference between the historical world and the world of martial arts novels. There was Yijin Jing, and not only Yijin Jing, but there was also a temple protection combat technique similar to the 72 Ultimate Skills. However, its power was far from that of the novels.
Tendon Changing Classic was actually a kind of health cultivation method. It was a bit similar to yoga. It was to gradually strengthen the function of the meridians and internal organs through breathing induction in a certain posture. If one practiced it diligently, it was possible to keep the body healthy and prolong life, but it was wishful thinking to change tendons and forge bones.
As for other combat techniques, there were fists, palms, legs, claws, knives, spears, sticks, and so on. The collection of books was quite rich, but it was only a combat technique. After cultivating it, one might be able to greatly increase one's strength and speed. When facing an enemy, one could fight ten against a hundred. However, it was definitely impossible to fly on roofs, walk on walls, and pierce through stones with one's hands.
"Thank you for your hard work, Masters. I've already finished reading. Let's go out!”
After coming out of the Sutra Depository, Ran heaved a sigh of relief. The Sutra Depository was an important place in Shaolin. Ordinary people were not allowed to enter. Now that the Crown Prince had finally come out, it could be considered as a matter of fact.
Actually, he was really worried that the Crown Prince might be dissatisfied with the collection in the Scripture Depository and suddenly lose his temper and smash the Scripture Depository.
"Your Highness, did you find anything?"
Zhu Biao nodded randomly. After all, it was something that others regarded as a treasure, so he couldn't slap his face too much.
On the way back to the meditation room, Zhu Biao suddenly made another request."Abbot, I heard that your temple has 18 bronze guards. Is that true?”
Fang Zhang's face twitched and he quickly put his palms together."Amitabha. Your Highness, there are indeed eighteen Arhats guarding the temple. Because these eighteen martial monks practice martial arts all year round regardless of the cold or heat, their skin is much darker than ordinary people's. Patrons call them the eighteen bronze men after seeing them.”
"Then can I trouble abbot to call out the eighteen bronze men to practice for me?”
Ran could only agree resentfully.
In the evening, when Zhu Biao and his group went down the mountain, he turned around and reminded Abbot Ran,"Old Abbot, remember to get someone to write down the method and trick of the eighteen Arhats 'coordinated attacks and send it to Bianliang as soon as possible. I plan to use this array in the military formation, with eighteen soldiers in a group, and use this array to cooperate with the enemy. If it can really improve the combat strength of the soldiers, Shaolin will be a great contribution. At that time, I will ask my father to confer your temple as the number one temple in the world!”
Hearing the title of the world's number one temple, even though he knew that the abbot wanted to achieve nothing, he still could not help but feel waves of eagerness from the depths of his heart.
If he really got such a title, he would be one of the most meritorious abbot in the history of Shaolin. He would definitely be recorded in the history of Buddhism and become a divine monk like Huineng and Huike.
Moreover, Shaolin becoming the number one temple in the world was also beneficial to the promotion of Buddhism.
Amitabha, I'm definitely doing this out of fairness.
The heads of department, Kong Liaochen, and the others were also extremely tempted.
After all, the eminent monk was still a human. He had not been completely enlightened. Without complete enlightenment, he would have desires. No desires and no desires were the realms that only Buddhas had.
Ran and the other old monks bowed happily." Don't worry, Your Highness. I'll get the head of Dharma Yard, Junior Brother Liaokong, to write it personally. It'll definitely be delivered to the Crown Prince's residence on time in two days!"”
Zhu Biao nodded, his face full of relief. However, I suddenly remembered that I still have something to trouble the abbot with!”
The abbot's hands that were hidden in his monk robes trembled and he laughed dryly."Please speak, Your Highness!"
"It's like this. The Northern Expedition Army in Bianliang City will probably go to Dadu in a few days. However, the money, food, and soldiers are not enough. The Shaolin Temple is full of eminent monks, and the abbot is merciful. I wonder if the good guests and believers usually give more alms? If Abbot doesn't need it, you can give it to the imperial court's Northern Expedition Army. It's not easy for the soldiers to fight on an empty stomach. This is also to accumulate blessings for Shaolin and to save all living beings for Buddha!”
Everyone was dumbfounded. They had only heard of monks begging for alms, but they never expected that there would be a day when they would be asked for alms.
The Shaolin monks were so depressed that they almost vomited blood.
However, in the end, when he thought of the title of the Greatest Temple in the World and Zhu Biao's sensitive identity, he understood that he could only accept 10,000 taels of silver and 100 catties of grain.
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