The heavens started from the Sun Moon God Religion

Chapter 107 Shaolin Sutra Pavilion

The tall birds are yellow and the clouds are dusk, and the cool breeze is cold and the trees are autumn.

In late autumn, the leaves of the trees flutter and fall, and the sun sets in the west, covering the entire mountain with a bright red glow.

Boom!Boom!thump...

Morning bells and evening drums, bursts of Sanskrit sounds came down from Songshan Mountain.

Lu Jiu walked slowly on the mountain road, saw the yellow walls and green tiles in the distance between the mountains and forests, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, Shaolin is worthy of the authentic martial arts in the world, and there are countless temples.

Sighing a little, Lu Jiu's figure was lifted up in the forest, like a gust of wind sweeping through the treetops, and turned into the temple along the wall above a cliff.

The agility unfolded, and the ghosts shuttled back and forth between various monasteries like fleeting images.

Not long after, a majestic Buddha bone pagoda appeared in Lu Jiu's sight, and wisps of incense smoke floated in the air.

Surrounded by dense trees, there is a forest of steles in the shade. Most of the steles in the forest are dilapidated and the writing is blurred.
Lu Jiu glanced at it casually, and there was an imperial letter bestowed on the Shaolin Temple during the reign of Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty on the front stone tablet, praising the monks of the Shaolin Temple for their achievements in calming the chaotic world.

"During the Sui and Tang Dynasties, Shaolin Temple's martial arts were already famous all over the world. It has been passed down for hundreds of years. The temple is even crouching tiger, hidden dragon. I don't know how many top masters have emerged from the world!"

While Lu Jiu was sighing, he displayed his body skills and touched the top of the Buddha Bone Pagoda like a breeze, passing through the forest of steles.

A few monks cleaning not far away only felt a breeze behind them, and when they turned their heads to look, everything was as before.

"Strange? Why did an evil wind suddenly blow?"

"Could it be that the eminent monk in the pagoda appeared?"

Passing through the forest of steles, a four-storey wooden building stands on the cliff, and the words "Zangjing Pavilion" on the plaque in front of the door are clearly visible.

call!
When the lightness kung fu was deployed, Lu Jiu flew across the air like a shadow and landed in front of the door of the scripture storage pavilion.

Crunch!

Pushing open the door and entering, the three monks who were arranging the classics on the bookshelves turned their heads and met Lu Jiu's eyes.

"who?"

One of the yellow-clothed monks shouted angrily, but Lu Jiu flicked his sleeves lightly, and two gusts of true energy blew out like a breeze, hitting the three monks with a bit of coldness.

Pfft!
poof...

The three of them went numb and fell down immediately.

Squeak!

The wooden door was closed, and Lu Jiu stood at the door. As far as he could see, the bookshelves were neatly filled with all kinds of classics, extending all the way to the stairs.

"There won't be any sweeping monks here?"

Then Lu Jiu laughed at himself: "The more you live, the more careful you are! If there is a sweeping monk, why does Shaolin have to close the mountain for ten years?"

The next moment, he walked to the bookshelf and took down a book at random.

"Diamond Sutra"!
One of the most widely circulated scriptures in Buddhism.

It's a pity that it's just the most common Buddhist scriptures.

Lu Jiu remembered that a sweeping monk from the Song Dynasty once said that each of Shaolin's 72 stunts was extremely profound, and once you mastered it, you could conquer the world.

Moreover, most of the moves in the 72 stunts are extremely fierce and ruthless, and they can only hurt people's lives within the palm of their hands. The deeper the practice of this kind of martial arts, the heavier the hostility in the body, so it is often necessary to resolve it with compassion and Buddhism, otherwise The backlash of hostility will inevitably endanger oneself.

This is the case for Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo in Tianlong World.

Since the establishment of 72 stunts, only Patriarch Bodhidharma has practiced them completely. For hundreds of years, Shaolin monks, even the most gifted ones, have only practiced 23 skills!
Even those who are as powerful as Monk Guanghui and Monk Fangzheng are only proficient in a few special skills.

From this point of view, the words of the sweeping monk are somewhat reasonable, but after careful consideration by Lu Jiu, there are also some biases.

In his opinion, the so-called hostility into the body is similar to the insanity in Taoism, but in the process of practicing martial arts, as the cultivation level improves, the warrior will unconsciously generate negative emotions in his heart.

As long as the mind is clear and the mind is clear, the mind will naturally be transparent, and external evils will naturally not be able to enter the body.

Flipping through the bookshelves, the entire first floor of the Sutra Library is full of Buddhist scriptures, and there are no martial arts secret books.

Da da da……

Following the stairs to the second floor, Lu Jiu immediately frowned.

His gaze was like a torch, staring at the dark place on the second floor and said: "Come out."

"Amitabha!"

A figure slowly emerged from the darkness, bowed to Lu Jiu and said, "Old man Guangji, I have met Master Lu!"

Monk Guangji!

The only surviving master of the Shaolin School!
"It seems that the monk has long known that this seat is coming!" Lu Jiu didn't feel ashamed of intruding into the important place of other people's martial arts inheritance, but smiled indifferently and said to the monk Guangji.

"Lord Lu is not the first person to sneak into the Sutra Pavilion, nor will he be the last!"

Monk Guangji said with a trace of sadness on his face: "Shaolin's 72 stunts are extremely powerful, and naturally they are very attractive to a warrior!

Throughout the past dynasties, not to mention giants in the world, there were many people who coveted the unique skills of 72, including relatives of the emperor.

No. 1 in the world, like Master Lu, who is invincible in the world, will appear almost every 200 years. For Master Lu and them, no matter what happened to the Buddhist scriptures pavilion in this temple, they must go there of. "

Lu Jiu was stunned, then smiled knowingly.

Monk Guangji was right. At his level of martial arts, ordinary martial arts were no different than toilet paper to him, and only martial arts such as 72 stunts were attractive to him.

The 72 stunts are not only the 72 martial arts, but also include the annotations, notes and practice experience written by the eminent monks in the past. For Lu Jiu, these experiences and annotations are even more attractive than the 72 stunts themselves.

"I wonder who was the last No. 1 person in the world to visit the Sutra Pavilion?" Lu Jiu asked curiously.

Monk Guangji was silent for a moment and replied: "It's Master Zhang of Wudang."

Zhang Sanfeng?
Could it be that when this immortal figure created many of the Wudang Sect's martial arts, he also learned from Shaolin's 72 stunts?

"Then how did your temple respond?" Lu Jiu asked again.

Monk Guangji had a look of helplessness on his face, what else could he do?

I can't beat it, I can't drive it away...

"Lu Jiao's main cultivation is Tongtian, and there is no one in this temple. For Lu Jiaozhu, this Sutra Pavilion is like his own backyard, and he can come and go freely.

It's just that these 72 unique skills are Buddhist exercises, without the blessing of advanced Buddhist practice, if they practice to a high level, hostility will be generated in the body instead.

What the old monk said is true, and this is also the reason why 72 stunts have always been in Shaolin Temple! "

"Master Lu can watch and read in the Sutra Pavilion with peace of mind. I will have people deliver fast food regularly. But the 72 unique skills are Shaolin's magical skills. I hope Master Lu will not teach them to outsiders."

With that said, Monk Guangji proclaimed the Buddha's name and walked away from the second floor.

Not long after, several monks brought fast food and carried out the three monks who had fainted on the first floor.

"Never mention the matter of revenge for Guang Hui and Fang Zheng!"

"Being able to bend and stretch, he is worthy of being an authentic martial artist that has been passed down for hundreds of years!"

Lu Jiu smiled and then focused on the classics.

(End of this chapter)