Huiming led Dongfang Sheng directly to the second floor of the Sutra Pavilion, put his hands together and said to him: "All Buddhist scriptures are collected on the second floor, most of which are isolated copies passed down by the old man. The Buddhist scriptures on the first floor are printed on carved boards, but only dozens of them are for monks to study on weekdays." As he said that, he pointed to several desks next to the window and said: "The donor can copy scriptures here, because the scriptures on the second floor must not be taken out of the Sutra Pavilion. The pen and ink are all ready, please let the donor do it yourself." After that, he stood at the stairs leading to the third floor.

Seeing that the posture was a little funny, Dongfang Sheng asked deliberately: "What's the purpose of the third floor?"

Huiming glanced at Dongfang Sheng and replied expressionlessly: "The third floor is where my Shaolin Temple collects the martial scriptures. Outsiders are not allowed to read the Shaolin martial scriptures, and the donor does not have to go up."

Dongfang Sheng said as if he had some insight: "So that's it, then Master Lau is waiting here."

Huiming just nodded, closed his eyes, as if he had entered into meditation, and no longer paid attention to Dongfangsheng.

"Abbot Xuanci is also a good use of people. With such an iceberg-like monk watching, ordinary people can't do anything." Dongfang Sheng looked at Huiming and thought to himself, "But even if they want to break their heads, they won't know what my real purpose is." He didn't think about it anymore, turned his head to read books on various bookshelfs. After a while, he found seven or eight scriptures, ground ink and spread paper, and then leaned on the desk and started copying books slowly.

Huiming stood at the entrance of the stairs, looking like he closed his eyes and meditation, but in fact he could see Dongfang Sheng clearly every move. "This person's origin is unknown. He broke into the inner courtyard of this temple. Although it was not suspicious after investigation by several masters, the Sutra Library is always the important place in my Shaolin, and outsiders have to guard against it. Besides, the abbot told me to observe this person carefully, so I have to pay attention." Thinking of it, he saw Dongfang Sheng's posture of grabbing the pen and almost laughed. "It turns out that people who came back from the land of the foreign barbarians have held the pen like this."

However, Dongfang Sheng, who was trying hard to copy books, did not know how to hold the brush, but it was okay to hold the pen and write a page or two, but he had to twist his wrist when copying books. So he chose the smallest trumpet for markings and wrote in a way that usually writes hard pen. Although it was a bit inconvenient at the beginning, it quickly became familiar with the hand and the speed of copying books was not slow.

He copied dozens of papers in total. It was not until the sun had sunset that Dongfang Sheng stood up, moved his stiff arms, sorted out the copied papers, and then put all the scriptures in place. He turned around and looked at Huiming, and couldn't help but admire him: "Wow, it's really not moving, like Zunla, you can go to the edge of the Louvre to play sculptures and make money."

Huiming naturally knew that Dongfang Sheng was done, so he opened his eyes and asked, "Is the donor tired? It's too late, so why not go back and rest first and come again tomorrow."

Dongfang Sheng waved his hand and said, "I was influenced by my grandfather when I was young and was very interested in Buddhist scriptures. However, the Buddhist principles are so profound and the knowledge is shallow. The scriptures I copied today are hard to understand. There is no need to come again. I really have to worry about the master waiting for a long time today."

Huiming didn't say much and led Dongfang Sheng out of the Sutra Pavilion. Dongfang Sheng went straight back to his meditation room, and Huiming went to the abbot to report the situation.

Back in the Zen room and closing the door, Dongfang Sheng collapsed on the bed, as if all the strength in his body was pulled away. "It's really... even more nervous than cheating in the exam." Looking at the stack of papers in his hand and pulling out one of them, Dongfang Sheng showed a smile on his face, his hands trembled slightly, and he said to himself softly: "The heaven pays off, but it still succeeds."

The paper is densely arranged with hundreds of words, and the four vertical characters on the left are slightly larger - the Nine Yangs Sutra.

After Huiming described Dongfang Sheng's performance in the Sutra Pavilion to the abbot, the whole month passed, and Dongfang Sheng was only studying the scriptures in the room without any abnormal behavior. Xuan Ci's side felt even more relieved. After discussion, the monks of the Xuan generation also agreed that Dongfang Sheng could freely leave Shaolin.

Within this month, Dongfang Sheng hid in the meditation room and practiced the Nine Yang True Sutra diligently. The hundreds of words of Nine Yang True Sutra had been memorized by him, and the piece of paper he copied was burned after memorizing it more than a dozen times. Looking back on the nervousness when he secretly copied the Nine Yang True Sutra in front of Huiming that day, Dongfang Sheng couldn't help but smiled mockingly. "The Nine Yang True Sutra was originally written in the Lankavatara Sutra, and Jin Daxia was really not bullied me." Thinking of the way, he bowed to the south. Since practicing the Nine Yang True Sutra, Dongfang Sheng realized that his internal strength had increased by a thousand miles a day, and his inner breath no longer seemed to be there and none as before, but became clear water flows. The water flow became faster and faster, and the meridians were also expanded. Later, the inner breath was like a river, rushing in his body.

The reason why Dongfang Sheng advanced so quickly was not only because of the magic of the Nine Yang Divine Art itself, but also had a lot to do with his encounters. Before Zhang Wuji studied the Nine Yang True Sutra, he first learned the feminine internal power of the Wudang School, but it was not integrated with the Nine Yang Divine Art. Therefore, Zhang Wuji reached the state of integration and integration until he was in an indescribable bag, and the Nine Yang True Qi acted on the big acupoints all over the body. Dongfang Sheng used the foundation-building method to build the foundation. Although this method was simple, it was passed down by Bodhidharma. The true qi he practiced was the purest, and then he would not

He has never practiced other internal skills, and his body is like a piece of pure uncensored jade. He can shine with a little carving, so he can practice the Nine Yang True Sutra with half the effort. Furthermore, ordinary people who are introductory internal skills have only a slight understanding of the operation of internal breath and the meridians and acupoints. Ru Jueyuan could have no knowledge of martial arts before practicing the Nine Yang True Sutra, but he can still practice the internal strength in this way. Before practicing the internal skills, Dongfang Sheng laid a very solid foundation for internal skills with the help of Xuan Ku. His knowledge of internal skills is also first-class. Of course, practicing martial arts is brave and diligent.

The Nine Yang True Sutra is the best internal skill of a sect, which is unique. It is the beginning of returning to the realm of simplicity and truth. Fortunately, otherwise, with the eyes of the Shaolin monk, how could it be impossible to see the rapid progress of Dongfang Sheng’s internal skill?

One month later, Dongfang Sheng realized that his internal skills had achieved success, so he said goodbye to Abbot Xuanci and prepared to go down the mountain to explore the world. Abbot Xuanci and other monks did not try to keep him and sent Dongfang Sheng outside the mountain gate.

After going down Shaoshi Mountain, Dongfang Sheng felt a sense of comfort in the relaxation of fish leaping with the vast sea and the sky was high and birds could fly. He shouted and used his skills to his legs, and was not afraid of being shocked and ran wildly on the official road. Dongfang Sheng had never learned any martial arts except the Nine Yang True Sutra, so naturally there was no light skills. He only relied on the powerful true energy in his body, and he swept several feet apart. Although the rise and fall were not very smooth, he was still almost over the galloping horse. After running for more than ten miles, Dongfang Sheng became more and more familiar with the use of true energy, and his control over his body in the air became more and more free. When his footsteps landed, he was no longer as heavy as before, and his body had a scent of agility and flowing.

Although Dongfang Sheng practiced his internal skills in Shaolin Temple, he always only moved in his body. It was not until this time that he coordinated with the movement of his body, and the spirit of the whole person merged with each other. He ran all the way, and the true energy in his body was not depleted, but flowed more happily. After running for more than fifty miles, Dongfang Sheng stopped, walked to the shade of a tree by the side of the road, and sat on a big stone to rest.

Unexpectedly, he had such strength now, Dongfang Sheng couldn't help but feel proud. After running for more than fifty miles, his face was not blushing or breathing. His internal strength was indeed at the level of a top-notch master in the world. However, Dongfang Sheng did not forget himself. Although his internal strength was already good, he still did not know how to do martial arts. When Duan Yu first came out of the world, he also had the Beiming Divine Arts, Lingbo Weibu and Shi Ling Shi Wuling Six-Meridian Divine Sword. These three are the most powerful martial arts in the world. Even so, Master Duan was still bullied everywhere. Wouldn't he be even more inappropriate?

Thinking of this, the little bit of pride that I had just disappeared, but I became distressed: "You must have a good martial arts, what can I learn?"

Shaolin's Seventy-Two skills are good, but I don't know how to use light skills. I'm afraid I can't do it if I want to sneak in. I can only go to the third floor of the Sutra Tower. With my current skills, I guess it's a quest for death. "No, it seems that the threshold for Shaolin Kung Fu is too high." In fact, Dongfang Sheng's Nine Yang True Sutra was learned from Shaolin. One was a little ashamed, and the other was also feeling that he had received the favor of Shaolin, so he naturally didn't want to have Shaolin's idea.

The Eighteen Palms of Dragon Subduing? That is the martial arts mastered by the leader of the Beggars' Sect. He doesn't even have a secret book. Give up. Six-Meridian Divine Sword? Then you have to fight with the monks from Tianlong Temple. Even if you win, the sword scripture will burn and give up. Dugu Nine Swords? Please, let alone Feng Qingyang, it is not certain whether Gu Du Que is born. Beiming Divine Arts and Lingbo Weibu? I only know how to find that thing under a cliff in Wuliang Mountain? Besides, to learn Beiming Divine Arts, you must first disperse your Nine Yang True Qi, which is not worth the loss. And when it comes to this dispersing skill, I really can't, give up. Yang Guo's heavy sword? This is a
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