[Comprehensive martial arts] Strength won't let me keep a low profile

Two pharmaceutical geniuses, going their separate ways.

Chi Zangfeng got the key from Cheng Xin, the monk who guarded the mausoleum, and entered the pagoda that few people have set foot in for many years.

Cheng Xin couldn't speak, and the writing was written on the paper, indicating that monks cleaned it regularly, but it was not detailed enough, and the corners of the hanging beams were often overlooked.

The door opened, but the oncoming wind was slightly chilly.

The ashes or relics of Shaolin eminent monks of all dynasties are stored here. Naturally, the pagoda does not have enough light.

Even the afternoon sun cannot illuminate the pagoda.

Three or two oil lamps, faintly indistinct.Different ranks are enshrined on different floors, and strange twisted shadows are reflected on the wooden floor and stone wall.

'Step, step, step—'

The only sound of Chi Zangfeng's footsteps was heard in the whole pagoda.Holding a pen and paper, looking in all directions, is to reproduce the structure and layout of the entire pagoda.

At this time, I really don't want other movements to appear out of thin air.

That can't be considered a fraudulent corpse. After all, there is only a handful of ashes left after the cremation, so it is easy to guess that there are ghosts.

"Boom!"

A muffled sound suddenly exploded behind Chi Zangfeng.

What's behind it?

Chi Zangfeng was sure it was a Buddhist altar taller than her.

The sound of landing was not like a memorial tablet, it was much lighter than that.

Turn around and stare.

The shelf of the Buddhist altar has been in disrepair for a long time, and four books have been shaken because of people walking around. It is a set of Sanskrit "Langa Sutra".

Looking at the Buddhist altar again, the other books in front of the spiritual tablet are a little skewed and will not fall.

In addition, a string of Buddhist beads and a wooden fish were also placed, as if to allow the deceased monk to continue to worship the Buddha.

"Elder Fu Wen - 90 Years of Sweeping the Scripture Pavilion"

Chi Zangfeng looked at the writing on the memorial tablet, compared to other monks who have been practicing law in the Bodhidharma Academy/Discipline Hall/Arhat Hall for decades, this eminent monk is really different.

What kind of extraordinary floor-sweeping technique has he mastered to leave his name in the pagoda?

Out of curiosity, I flipped through the dropped "Langa Sutra".

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, just look at it, good guy!

This is a set of original Sanskrit, and there are dense small letters in the gaps between the texts, which are also written in Sanskrit.

If they don't specialize in Buddhism, even the disciples of Shaolin Temple, most of them don't understand Sanskrit, and they only read translated scriptures.In the face of this set of scriptures, I am afraid that I will mistakenly think that the small script is the reading commentary for the "Langa Sutra".

Actually it is not.

Chi Zangfeng has a buddhist friend, which gave her the opportunity to study Sanskrit for several years, and she can be sure that the small characters between the lines in the "Langa Sutra" are another set of classics.The writing is extremely esoteric and obscure, and non-Buddhists cannot read it.

If you let her go from complicated to simple and try to interpret, it can be translated as "Nine Suns Scripture", the opening chapter is: "He is strong and he is strong, and the breeze blows the hills; '【Note】

Chi Zangfeng:!

I ran into martial arts cheats again, which is the rare kind in a hundred years.

If God can't take it, you will be blamed instead.

This will of course concentrate on reading the "Nine Suns Manual", but fortunately, the embarrassment of seeing half of the secret books disappear in ashes does not happen again.

In the quiet pagoda, there is only the sound of flipping books.

It is said that this book was written by Patriarch Bodhidharma. I don't know if it is under the guise of his name, but the content is really exciting anyway.

Practicing the Nine Yangs can ease the tendons and wash the marrow, and the dantian can nourish purple qi.As a result, the internal force is endless, and the speed of practice is unusually fast.It even overcomes the yin, evil, cold and poisonous qi, heals internal injuries, and finally achieves the indestructible body of a vajra.

Funny, so funny.

Chi Zangfeng nodded frequently after reading the complete book, as expected he was knowledgeable everywhere, who said that martial arts secret books are not as good as self-cultivation methods.

The pinnacle of work must have something extraordinary.What you read is not only the scriptures themselves, but also the hidden thoughts.

At the end of the writing, a different handwriting was changed.

"I have studied martial arts for more than a hundred years, and Jiuyang is the most pure study."

This seems to be the testimony of the sweeping monk. To put it simply, he has read many martial arts works, but in the end he only left a set of "Nine Suns Manual" in front of the spiritual seat.

He vaguely felt that this book would not be carried forward in Shaolin Temple, because in his era, there were no monks who devoted themselves to studying Sanskrit in the temple, and they talked about accurately analyzing the secrets of nine suns.

Therefore, whoever sees it is a predestined person.

The sweeping monk left a suspense at the end, "The peerless world is like the nine suns, and it has not surpassed the way of reincarnation. My friends and I tried to make secret books to find the law beyond the sky. It is difficult to see the effect of life."

What is the co-authored cheat sheet?Who did you write it with?Who was it passed on to?

Asking such questions, the sweeping monk didn't say anything.Anyway, it is certain that the book was not enshrined in front of his spiritual tablet.

Having said that, the sweeping monk passed away 100 years ago.The "Nine Suns Manual" offered in front of his spiritual throne is exactly as expected, it is a pearl covered in dust, and no one cares about it.

Either way, opportunities are always reserved for those who are prepared.

Chi Zangfeng repeated the scriptures several times, and he was sure to memorize them backwards, and put this set of "Langa Sutra" back in its original place. He didn't know who would be the next destined person.

There is no need to worry about the affairs of future generations, it is better to focus on the present.

While continuing to survey the pagoda, she tried to use the principles contained in the Nine Suns Manual for her own use, and her life in the cemetery on the back mountain of Shaolin Temple turned out to be particularly fulfilling and peaceful.

Half a month passed in a hurry.

It was calm and nothing happened.

As the North-South Shaolin Martial Arts Tournament is just around the corner, it seems that there is no undercurrent at all. The monks in the North Shaolin Temple are also friendly and expectantly waiting for the arrival of the South Shaolin members.

On May [-]th, everything was silent.

The full moon in the sky cannot shine into the Bodhidharma Court.

It was supposed to be a closed room for 33 master monks, but now it was like a pool of stagnant water, with a faint smell of blood that hadn't dissipated.

"Today, does anyone want to come in and take a look?"

Abbot Tianquan stood in the middle of the empty secret room, half of his face was covered by shadows, he didn't look kind, his eyes were full of indifference.

The monk who was being questioned was nearly thirty years old, tall and thick, and he was the most insignificant fire-burning monk in Shaolin Temple.

Huo Gang replied in a muffled voice, "No one came to the Dharma Hall, and they all believed your words. Those masters will be released when the martial arts tournament opens the day after tomorrow."

At noon the day after tomorrow, all the monks from South Shaolin came to Shaolin Temple in Songshan Mountain, and the martial arts competition will officially start in the afternoon.

However, there are no masters in the Bodhidharma Hall.

The so-called closed-door practice began when those monks died.

"Look at you, it seems that you still can't bear it."

Abbot Tianquan glanced at Huo Gang contemptuously, "Don't forget, who took the lead in killing everyone in the Bodhidharma Academy. It wasn't me, it was you! It was you who secretly learned Shaolin martial arts and killed 33 Shaolin eminent monks. Bodhidharma The river of blood in the hospital was caused by you alone."

"No! Stop it!"

As soon as Huo heard this, he yelled uncontrollably, and his eyes instantly turned red. "I didn't do it on purpose, Shaolin bullied people too much! I didn't want to kill them, they wanted to kill me!"

It turned out that the supervising monk of the dining room of Shaolin Temple had a bad temper, and the fire-burning monk under his control would inevitably be beaten and scolded if there was any mistake.

Huo Gang has been tortured for more than 20 years. He also tried hard to admit his mistakes or beg for mercy. He also tried to appeal to higher levels, but all failed.Some of the help cooks who entered the temple in the same year escaped from Shaolin due to unbearable hardships, and some unfortunately died of injuries.

But the supervising monk was someone above him, backed by experts from the Bodhidharma Academy, and all those disgusting things were concealed.

The fire-burning monks at the bottom are not qualified to practice martial arts, they can only be bullied.

Huo Gang is an exception.He only relied on watching the monks practicing kungfu, from peeking at the moves to cleverly realizing the inner kung fu, after ten years of forbearance and stealth practice, he actually taught himself to become a talent.

Once successful, he killed the supervising monk who had persecuted him for many years, and even went to the Bodhidharma Academy to avenge what he deserved.

A month ago, the two masters from Bodhidharma Academy and Arhat Academy gathered to discuss the list of contestants for the North-South Shaolin Martial Arts Tournament, and to conduct an internal selection first.

Unexpectedly, the inconspicuous Pyrotechnic Toutuo broke into the door.Of course, the monks of the Bodhidharma Academy did not admit to protecting the supervising monk, so how could Huo Gang continue to swallow his anger and start a fierce battle.

What was even more unexpected was that the little-known Huo Gang had one against 33 and seriously injured all the masters including the first one.

It is the kind of serious injury that will return to the west.

This is just great.

No matter what Huo Gang has encountered, his actions are already Shaolin sinners, and if he is caught, he will be sentenced to death.Huo Gang was also seriously injured in the melee, and he was trying to escape in panic, and bumped into Abbot Tianquan, who was one step behind for the meeting.

The reversal occurs again.

Abbot Tianquan didn't want to chase him down. On the contrary, he asked him to keep the changes in the Bodhidharma Academy a secret, so that everything could be treated as if it never happened.

What happened next was like a nightmare.

Huo Gang agreed in a daze, and when he came back to his senses, he found that those dying monks had turned into skinny mummies—it was Abbot Tianquan who used strange martial arts to suck them dry!

What the hell does this happen?

A month later, Huo Gang became the exclusive help cook hand-picked by the abbot to deliver meals to the monks in retreat.

In fact, he was tied to Tianquan's boat for some reason, and he had to guard it so that no one could find out the truth about the Bodhidharma Academy.

"What exactly do you want to do!"

Huo Gang thought about the people from South Shaolin going up to the mountain tomorrow, "When the time for the martial arts competition comes, it is impossible to continue to hide it. What should we do then?"

How to do?

Tianquan sneered coldly, he wanted to avenge his shame.Wherever it is knocked down, it will be destroyed.

"Don't worry, you just guard the Bodhidharma courtyard."

Tianquan left without saying a word, but instead of going back to the abbot's meditation room, he left Shaolin Temple quietly.

In a hut in the middle of the mountain, a secret meeting late at night.

Tianquan met Dongying warriors.

Coincidentally, this person's name is Tianfeng Shishilang.

At first glance, it sounds the same as Tianfeng, the new abbot of Southern Shaolin.I don't know if it is because of this special fate that Tianfeng Shishilang vowed to defeat Tianfeng.

"How is the situation of the group of people in South Shaolin?"

Tianquan chose to join forces with Tianfeng Shishilang because his subordinates were too incompetent.

More than half a year ago, all preparations were made to rob a passenger ship, but all of them disappeared when they got there.

After searching the sea for a few days, I came to the conclusion that it was very likely to be struck by lightning.

Who believes it?Just ask such absurd reason, who will believe it?Even if they found a few charred corpses, they still didn't believe in the existence of divine punishment.

Who did it? !

In the vast sea, there is no clue at all, so they can only retreat urgently.

From sea to land, luck seems to be better.

The plan against Songshan went extremely well, and it just happened that Huo Gang and a group of monks suffered from both losses.

Now, simply do one thing and keep doing two things.

Just as Tianfeng Shishilang was planning to take Tianfeng's life, it would be better if the monks in Southern Shaolin never came back.

"Everything is normal. Everyone in South Shaolin will arrive at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain early in the morning the day after tomorrow according to the schedule, and will enter Shaolin Temple at the original time."

When Tianfeng Shishilang said this, he thought of Xiliu Village at the foot of the mountain.Tianquan said that he needed help to find his subordinates in the cottage, but there was not a single ghost in the village.

That is how the matter?

Tianfeng Shishilang knew that something might have gone wrong, but deliberately kept his mouth shut.

The so-called cooperation has its own purpose.How can Tianquan find out that he has been misled, and he never thought of killing Tianfeng of Southern Shaolin.

The two have their own thoughts.

Tianquan thinks that he has the chance to win, like he died in a robbery at sea, and such a failure will never happen again.

Who can stop him?

Seriously, no one.

The little girl who lives in the cemetery courtyard?

Just kidding, if Wang Yunmeng came back to life, he would be even more terrified.But Chi Zangfeng, who cannot be mentioned by the opponent, should not be taken seriously.For the sake of keeping her law-abiding and not causing trouble, after the matter is completed, she will be given a knife.

Birds chirp in the morning, and the other courtyard is silent.

Chi Zangfeng woke up before dawn as usual, meditated and practiced in the house, and then went to the kitchen to see what fresh ingredients were delivered today.

Cabbage, eggs, mushrooms, um, and half a bamboo slip hidden in the heart of the dish?

There are eight dog crawling characters engraved on it: "Shaolin will be in chaos, leave quickly."

Chi Zangfeng is really not narcissistic. It can't be that the bamboo slips were overwhelmed by her charm, and the characters appeared in place.Then who sent the warning?

But this bamboo slip could not dissuade her, on the contrary, it confirmed Shaolin Temple's strange speculation.

Looking back on all the previous events, the villagers who grew vegetables disappeared, and the monk who was in charge of the kitchen said that the whole village was going to send off a wedding. There may be something wrong with one place - the dining room of Shaolin Temple.