Becoming a Shaolin disciple and becoming a disciple of Xuan Ku, Jiang Yu was assigned to a small Zen temple. In Xuan Ku's words, Jiang Yu was not allowed to leave this Zen temple before he received his approval.

At this point, Jiang Yu realized that all his previous thoughts had become a bubble. After the relationship was tossed, he officially joined the Shaolin Sect. After completing the process he should go, he still had to have a small courtyard activity space, so he was not allowed to run around. Jiang Yu felt that in addition to the strict rules of the Shaolin Sect, this treatment was also related to his special identity.

"After all, I'm adopted!"

He has now come out. Although this system provides the setting of starting a master, allowing him not to be confined to a fixed sect, even if he can worship all the sects provided by the system, it does not mean that he can become the most trusted disciple of all sects. This trust will continue to decrease as the number of sects he worships increases.

I thought in my heart that if I had worshipped several sects in a row, I would probably not even be able to learn the advanced martial arts in the sect when I entered the last sect.

Moreover, the previous choices will also affect the subsequent choices. Jiang Yu thought about it for a while and found that after he came out of the Emei Sect, he could choose any sect with the Emei Sect with whom he had a good relationship. The poorest ones basically disappeared from the list.

"Is this the system already set or is it slowly upgraded and changed?"

He never understood this point. If it was the former, he would not bother with it anymore. If it was the latter, how much would the system evolve?

From a small room to a sect, will it eventually become a world?

"A world that belongs entirely to mine?"

If this is true, Jiang Yu began to wonder what kind of existence created such a system, and what is the purpose of creating this system?

"This question is too profound, not what I should think about now. I'd better look for how to improve my status in Shaolin!"

With the experience of Emei Sect, Jiang Yu knew that if you want to gain the right of freedom in the Shaolin Sect, you need to gain a higher status, and the way to gain status seems to be to help the sect solve some troubles?

"There should be another way!"

The Shaolin Sect has a great family and great business, so of course there will be no less trouble, and there will be no less trouble. However, there are many masters of the Shaolin Sect, and there are not many disciples of the sect, and even corresponding people are responsible for all kinds of things. For example, the fights are under the control of Luohan Hall, and it seems that Jiang Yu cannot be used.

"You can't learn Buddhism thoroughly and then improve your status by relying on the exquisiteness of Buddhism, right?"

After looking at the two scriptures placed in front of him, Jiang Yu felt depressed.

Xuan Ku lived in the Zen temple next to him, took him to this courtyard and threw down two scriptures, then slapped a set of Shaolin long fist and left.

The Yi Jin Jing was not mentioned - of course, Xuan Ku himself did not understand the Yi Jin Jing, so Jiang Yu didn't ask him either.

He guessed that he wanted to learn the Yijin Jing, so he probably had to find a prescription.

But now I can’t even go out of the gate of the courtyard? Could it be that the head of the Taoist dynasty came to teach me in person?

Just as I was thinking, I suddenly heard a question coming from the yard: "Is Uncle Jiang here?"

The man seemed to be asking about it, but he called his uncle. Jiang Yu didn't react for a while. After a while, he remembered that he was not old, but he had become a master of Xuanku. His seniority in Shaolin Temple is not low. Although the person outside sounded old, if he talked about seniority, he was really his junior.

After coming out of the Zen room, Jiang Yu saw a strong gray-bearded monk standing there. When he saw him coming out, he immediately bowed respectfully: "Mr. Chengguan, I have met Mr. Uncle."

"Chengguan? Why does this name sound so familiar?"

Jiang Yu was stunned for a moment. When he returned the gift, he was still wondering who the old monk was. When he bowed his head and returned the gift, he remembered who the old monk was.

"Oh, isn't this Wei Xiaobao's nephew Chengguan? Why did he come?"

Just as I was about to ask, I suddenly remembered something.

In the Jin martial arts, all the books are combined, and only three and a half people have mastered the Yijin Jing.

Among them, You Tanzhi relied on the cold poison of the ice silkworm and went through the side door to practice a strange cold poison energy. He basically didn't master the essence of the Yijin Jing, so he could only count as half of it.

Apart from him, only Master Fangzheng, who is the first in the Shaolin School of the Dharma Academy in the system, the single-sided Yijin Jing, is undoubtedly the highest. Fangzheng is undoubtedly the highest.

Secondly, Linghu Chong also practiced it, but no one knows how far he practiced Yijin Jing.

In addition to these people, the only one who can master this Shaolin master is Chengguan. Although this master's attainment in the Yijin Jing is not very low, his skills are very limited, and his practical ability is even more terrible (this guy is a theoretical school), it is enough for him to understand the Yijin Jing to teach Jiang Yu.

But this generation...

Although the Shaolin Sect's seniority is very chaotic, there is still a certain context to follow, that is, the leader of each story is all the same generation here, and Chengguan's seniority in the book should be the nephew of the Shaolin Sect's head at that time. Because Wei Xiaobao became a monk instead of the emperor, he became his uncle in the same generation as the leader.

But the Xuan Ku and Xuan Ci who I worship are of the same generation. According to the generation he infers, then he should be of the same generation as Chengguan?

I knew that although this teacher and nephew practiced martial arts well, he was not very flexible in his mind. After asking casually, he asked what Jiang Yu wanted to know.

The master of Chengguan, Zen Master Huizhi and his senior brother Zen Master Huicong are just ordinary monks in the Dharma Academy here. Their martial arts skills are not surprisingly high, and they are not particularly high. Although they don’t know why, Jiang Yu is still very satisfied - at least they don’t have to inexplicably lower Wei Xiaobao’s generation.

Although the boy never came back after leaving Shaolin, he knew if the system would suddenly let the guy jump out. If he was inferior, that boy would not be tortured to death by him?

Thinking of this, I felt much more relieved. This day's experience made him quite depressed. At this time, he actually vented a lot of resentment. When he talked to Chengguan, he gradually relaxed a lot. After asking some questions, he was ready to start practicing the Yijin Sutra.

Unexpectedly, Chengguan made Jiang Yu stunned as soon as he opened his mouth.

"This... uncle... uncle... nephew, I specially received the instructions from the head of our hospital before I came. Uncle Master must memorize at least ten sentences of the opening of the Shurangama Sutra before I can teach the introductory part of the Yijin Sutra to my teacher."

Jiang Yu was stunned and looked at Chengguan in a daze, feeling a little embarrassed to see this teacher and nephew.

"Of course, I don't know how to Shurangama Sutra, and the Great Compassion Mantra are the same."

He lowered his head in depression, Jiang Yu turned around and took out the Great Compassion Mantra. There are ten volumes of the Shurangama Sutra. Compared with the Great Compassion Mantra, there are only more than eighty sentences, which seems to be better to memorize.

But this is Jiang Yu's ignorance. The scriptures are mixed with Sanskrit in Chinese, and some places are even transliterated in Sanskrit. They are extremely awkward when chanting. For example, the Great Compassion Mantra is transliterated in Sanskrit. Although it is only a few eighty sentences, most people can't recite them for three or five months. The first ten sentences are called Jiang Yu for a long time before he memorizing them.

The old monk Chengguan was also a rigid mind. As long as Jiang Yu could not recite ten scriptures in a certain way, he would not teach the Yijin Sutra when he died. Jiang Yu was so angry that he blew his beard (the beard that he blew Chengguan) and stared at him (naturally he also stared at Chengguan). He was still helpless.

Finally, I comforted myself in my heart: "Forget it, I have made no contributions after entering Shaolin. Now I can only memorize a few scriptures and learn the magical skills of the Central Sect. No matter how you look at this business, you won't suffer any loss."

"Aren't it just some scriptures? I'm afraid you'll get it?"

After finally memorizing the scriptures, Chengguan said with a smile: "Uncle Master is really amazing. If an ordinary disciple wants to memorize these ten scriptures, it will take at least three or seven days. If you want to memorize them, you have to work hard at least. Uncle Master just memorized them for less than two hours, so he memorized them correctly. He is really very intelligent..."

"Stop it, let's not talk about those who are not wise. Let's start doing serious things. You must know that uncle, I have internal injuries now, and I'm waiting for the Yijin Jing to help my life."

He didn't dare to let Chengguan continue to say it. Don't say "Extremely wise" and the next sentence is "If you have a connection with me, you are better than becoming a monk..." It would be better to give him a knife to me and me....

"This thing is much more difficult than memorizing English words..."

Chengguan saw that Jiang Yu was unwilling to continue talking about this, so he stopped talking. He heard Jiang Yu say that he would wait for the Yijin Jing to save his life and began to teach the introductory practice formulas and corresponding methods of the Yijin Jing.

Jiang Yu looked at Chengguan and first made a strange posture, and then followed it with him. Since practicing martial arts, the flexibility of this body has indeed become much stronger. In addition, although this posture is weird, it is not very difficult.

Chengguan saw Jiang Yu posing, got up and walked over to correct some of the unstandard parts. Then he pointed at several key points on Jiang Yu's body with his hand, and kept saying the corresponding formulas in his mouth. The teaching was really detailed, and the posture seemed to be teaching a person who knew nothing about martial arts at all.

I don't know if his master didn't explain it to him before he came. Jiang Yu's martial arts cultivation was even above Chengguan. He was just trapped by internal energy conflicts and could not exert his due strength. Now with the help of the Yi Jin Jing, the originally restless true energy gradually stabilized. Although it has not been completely resolved, Jiang Yu has just practiced the Yi Jin Jing. He was already very satisfied with this effect in just one day.

Just as he was about to ask about the next mantra, Chengguan said again: "If you keep practicing this introductory method of Yijin Jing, you will not be able to stabilize your injury in a long time. At that time, you can continue to practice the subsequent mantra." As he said this, he suddenly changed his tone: "Before that, my nephew will teach the Shaolin Longquan to my uncle."

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