Cultivating Tendon Changing Classic
Yingsu still remembered that there was a saying that humans had different joys and sorrows.
It was very suitable for the current Qin army and Shaolin Temple monks.
The monks couldn't contain their grief and cried for their parents, but the Qin army revealed a look of joy. Because they had won another battle!
"General Meng Tian, send someone in and tie up all the monks.”
Ying Su called Meng Tian over and immediately made arrangements.
"Understood!"
Meng Tian excitedly accepted the order and asked her trusted aide to do this. Immediately after, a portion of Qin State soldiers rushed into Shaolin Temple to kidnap people.
The rest still aimed their bows at Fang Zheng, afraid that he would explode.
Since Monk Fang Zheng and the sect leader had surrendered, the rest of the Shaolin Monastery's monks naturally could not refuse. He no longer resisted and allowed the Qin soldiers who barged in to tie him up and bring him out.
Ying Su heaved a sigh of relief when he saw this scene.
This was Fang Zheng's lifeline. With the martial arts manuals and the lives of these monks in his hands, Fang Zheng could be considered to have been eaten by him. He composed himself and said to the old monk Fang Zheng, who was standing on the spot,
"Please lead the way, Abbot."
Patron, where are you going?"
"Sutra Depository."
"The martial arts manuals are all in the box."
"This kind of thing needs to be read in the Sutra Depository to have an atmosphere.”Ying Su laughed.
Old Monk Fang Zheng looked bitter. He shook his head and led the way silently.
After Meng Yi heard Ying Su's words, he asked someone to carry the wooden box containing the secret manual back.
Under the hateful gazes of the monks, Ying Su and the others passed by the Great Buddha's Hall, which was covered in corpses, blood, arrows, and weapons. The stench of blood was so thick that it was suffocating. They arrived at the Sutra Depository.
This was a five-story building with carved beams and painted pillars. It had not been damaged by the Qin army.
It was said that there were eight million volumes of Buddhist scriptures in the Sutra Library. But in reality, it was impossible for that to happen.
However, after seeing the mountain of Buddhist scriptures in the attic, Ying Su was still surprised. His gaze swept across the lines and said,
"Since the fall of the Tang Dynasty, Buddhism lost its power and Zen gradually became the dominant sect, which has not declined to this day. Shaolin Temple is the ancestral court of the Zen Sect. It's so prosperous that Master Zheng has made great contributions to the management."
Old Monk Fang Zheng stood at the side with his hands hanging by his side. He said with an emotionless expression,""Young Master praises me too much.”
"Take out the Yijin Jing."”
A few Qin soldiers opened the wooden box and searched. After a while, they said with some shame,"Young Master Su, we don't know these words.”
Ying Su was stunned for a moment before he reacted.
Qin used Qin Zhuan, and the Smiling Proud Jianghu was from the Ming Dynasty. There was a difference of more than a thousand years, and the handwriting had long changed. These Qin people naturally did not recognize it. Thus, he walked into the wooden box, rummaged through it for a while, and found the Tendon Changing Classic.
It was a yellowed ancient book with the words " Muscle-bone Strengthening Scripture " on the cover like wriggling worms.
This was the martial arts manual that Patriarch Bodhidharma had created after facing the wall for nine years! The most precious treasure of Shaolin Temple!
Holding this yellowed ancient book, Ying Su was also a little excited. He would soon know if he had any talent in martial arts!
He flipped open the cover and started reading with rapt attention.
Fang Zheng, who was standing at the side, kept thinking.
These troops did not look like the Ming Country's army, nor did they look like the fake Sun Moon Divine Sect. Their attire and accent were very different from theirs!
Who was it? He even addressed Yingsu as Prince or Your Highness, but he couldn't possibly be Zhu Ming's Imperial Family.
Just as he was speculating, Fang Zheng suddenly heard a sentence,
"Master Fang Zheng, you've already cultivated this Tendon Changing Classic, right?”
Ying Su asked.
Ying Su closed Tendon Changing Classic and stopped flipping through it.
Because he couldn't understand these obscure martial arts theories…In the end, he was just a layman. It was normal for him to be unfamiliar with this aspect.
Fang Zheng nodded and replied,"I have already mastered the Muscle-bone Strengthening Scripture.”
"No wonder he could withstand several rounds of riding archery."
Ying Su nodded with a face full of praise and said,""I plan to start cultivating the Muscle-bone Strengthening Scripture today. I'll have to trouble Master Fang Zheng to teach me.”
Fang Zheng stared straight at him for a long time, then said hoarsely,""Alright." He had no choice but to obey.
"I see that there are still many eminent monks in your temple. I will ask for the training method of this Tendon Changing Classic one by one. If there's anything that doesn't match Master Fang Zheng's words, haha, I'll be very angry and the consequences will be very serious. Therefore, Master Fang Zheng, please don't think that I'm easy to fool and make up some nonsense to make me go berserk."
Yingsu seemed to be joking, but his gaze was very impolite and full of warning.
Fang Zheng sighed in his heart and could only shake his head."I wouldn't dare."
....
Two days passed in the blink of an eye.
On the third floor of the Scripture Depository.
Ying Su, who was dressed in embroidered clothes, sat cross-legged on a futon and cultivated according to the method of the Yijin Scripture. Sunlight shone through the window and onto his face. His skin was so fair that it was almost transparent.
Ying Su spent an entire day learning the training method of Muscle-bone Strengthening Scripture from Fang Zheng, Fang Sheng, and Fang Cheng, the eminent monks of Shaolin Temple. He immediately began to cultivate. It had been almost twenty hours.
Yingsu was a transmigrator, so his soul had been stacked, and his intelligence and memory had been significantly improved. He was different from ordinary people.
With his intelligence, it was easy for him to learn Tendon Changing Classic after the guidance of these eminent monks. Now, he was only one step away.
"Qi Sense!"
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