The heavens started from the Sun Moon God Religion

Chapter 108 East Factory
The years are long, and more than a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

Shaoshi Mountain ushered in the first snow in winter.

Outside the Sutra Pavilion, the centuries-old stone tablet was covered with white snow. Snowflakes were falling, and the sky and the earth were covered in silver.

creak!

creak...

A seventeen or eighteen-year-old monk walked through the forest of steles with a food box and came to the attic of the scriptures.

dong dong dong...

After knocking on the wooden door a few times, the little monk said softly: "Benefactor, today's meal is here!"

After saying that, the little monk put down the food box in his hand, picked up another empty food box in front of the door, turned around and walked outside.

The young monk is a monk from the Miscellaneous Worker’s Court. He has only been in the temple for two years, and he has always been responsible for delivering fast meals to the ancestors and uncles of various temples.

But a month ago, he was assigned to deliver meals to the Sutra Pavilion.

He didn't know who lived in the scripture pavilion, but Master Fang Kong, the head of the handyman's courtyard, had warned him not to talk to the benefactors in the scripture pavilion.

Although he was curious about the identity of the benefactor in the Sutra Pavilion, the honest young monk followed his master's teachings and just delivered his meal to the door every day and left in a hurry.

The same is certainly true today.

Squeak!

The voice behind him made the little monk stop, and the strong curiosity instinctively drove the little monk to turn around.

A middle-aged man with an unshaven beard and a thin body, but whose eyes were shining like gems, came into view of the young monk.

This person is naturally Lu Jiu who has stayed in the Scripture Library for a month.

"Monk." Lu Jiu shouted.

"The young monk must have met the donor!"

"A real person?"

Lu Jiu smiled, suddenly a feeling that he was old came to his heart.

Unknowingly, it has been 27 years since I traveled to the world of Xiaoao, and I am already 38 years old. At this age, I am afraid that in ancient times, I would have been a grandfather, right?
"I don't know why the benefactor called to stop the monk?"

While the little monk Zhending was asking, he was also looking at Lu Jiu with his eyes. His robes were already a little worn and yellowed, and his face and beard were messy, just like the beggar at the foot of the mountain.

What surprised him was that Lu Jiu's breath was also a little messy.

For a moment it is as steady as a mountain, but the next moment it is as erratic as a cloud...

Although Zhending joined the Shaolin Temple not long ago, he also worshiped his master and practiced Luohan Quan for more than a year. According to his master, when the martial arts is practiced to a high level, the breath of the whole body will solidify, and the more powerful the martial arts will be. The deeper the breath, the longer and longer it becomes.

However, the aura of the benefactor in front of him was extremely weird, as if dozens of martial arts were mixed into his body. Not only was his aura erratic, but it was also strong and weak, making it difficult to fathom.

"Little monk, you go back and tell Monk Guangji that starting from tomorrow, you no longer need to deliver vegetarian meals to the Sutra Pavilion."

"Is the donor going to leave?"

Lu Jiu nodded, but didn't say much, picked up the food box and walked in.

In the evening of the next day, Shaolin Guangji, Fang Sheng, Fang Cheng and other masters stood quietly in the Sutra Pavilion, and a dozen serving monks had been checking the bookshelves for more than an hour.

After a long time, a serving monk in yellow robes came to the crowd and whispered: "Uncle Master! All the scriptures in the building have been checked, and there are no traces of the Buddhist scriptures on the first floor being moved.

Among the Buddhist scriptures on the third floor, more than a dozen scriptures including the Shurangama Sutra, the Prajna Heart Sutra, and the Lotus Sutra were read.

Among the kung fu secret books, apart from the "Yi Jin Jing", which is treasured in the Sutra Pavilion, the martial arts classics on the second and fourth floors all have traces of being read.

In addition... the "Indestructible Body Magic Skill", the first of the 72 unique skills in the secret compartment on the fourth floor, is missing. "

Hearing this, all the monks were shocked.

"Amitabha." Guangji lowered his eyebrows.

"Uncle, the "Golden Light is Not Bad Body Divine Art" was taken away by Lu Motou. Although what he took away was only a copy, it is the magical art of this temple after all. Do you want to send someone down the mountain..." A monk with a white beard stood Asked in a low voice behind Guangji.

Guangji shook his head, then whispered the name of Buddha and said: "Shaolin has announced that the mountain is closed, and monks from various temples are not allowed to go down the mountain anymore!"

"From now on, Lao Na will personally guard this Sutra Pavilion."

"Fang Sheng."

"Disciple is here." The monk with a white beard responded.

"All affairs in the temple will be handed over to you."

Fang Sheng lowered his eyebrows and bowed his head: "The disciple takes orders."

……

After descending from Shaoshi Mountain, Lu Jiu spread his body skills and headed towards Dengfeng City not far away.

He stayed in Shaolin for more than a month. He was obsessed with martial arts classics all day long. He didn't take care of himself for more than a month. He went to Dengfeng City firstly to inquire about the news in the world, and secondly to fight against the enemy. Get some rest.

For Lu Jiu, the trip to the Buddhist scriptures pavilion was quite rewarding!
Shaolin 72 stunts are the martial arts studied by Shaolin monks in the past. After hundreds of years of precipitation, both the moves and the martial arts scriptures contained in them are precious to Lu Jiu.

Especially the annotations and detailed explanations by the eminent monks of the past dynasties greatly increased Lu Jiu's experience in martial arts.

Lu Jiu selectively selected a few exercises. Although he hadn't practiced them to the point of proficiency in this month, they were powerful enough to exert their unfathomable inner strength and the insidiousness of Xuanming Zhenqi. It would make any top master in the world stunned.

Although this trip did not obtain the "Yi Jin Jing", which is the first of Shaolin's 72 unique skills, the "Xuan Ming Zhen Jing" and "Yi Jin Jing" practiced by Lu Jiu are not the same path.

And Lu Jiu is now unable to reach the level where he can create advanced techniques like Zhang Sanfeng, so the Yi Jin Jing is naturally not that important to him.

Compared to the Yi Jin Jing, Lu Jiu was more interested in another martial arts secret book in his arms.

"King Kong Immortal Body Divine Art"!
This skill is the first of Shaolin's external skills, and it is also known as one of the "five great magical skills in ancient and modern times" in Jin Yong's novels.

When one reaches the pinnacle of cultivation, there is a layer of invisible energy all over the body, and all kinds of weapons, fingers, palms, fists and feet cannot get close to him.

In the late Yuan Dynasty BC, Kong Jian Shen Monk, the leader of the four great monks of Shaolin, was famous all over the world for his indestructible body power. With this power, he once defeated Xie Xun, the Golden Retriever Lion King, one of the four great Dharma Kings of Ming Sect, with Thirteen Records and Seven Wounds. fist!
From this we can see the power of the indestructible body magical power.

Although Lu Jiu didn't know what effect his Xuanming Zhenqi could have when he used it to cultivate the Vajra Indestructible Body Divine Art, but this skill is extremely powerful, and it is also the supreme magical skill for body protection and defense. Now that he saw it, he naturally did not let it go principle.

In just one stick of incense, Dengfeng City was clearly in sight.

The snow on the road makes the night as bright as day, and the mountains and forests on both sides are silent.

Lu Jiu stopped and turned to look at the dense forest on one side.

"Come out!"

……

In the slight sound, several people flew out from the forest.

Pointed hats, white leather boots, and brown cotton-padded clothes with small ribbons tied on them. Their almost identical attire made Lu Jiu instantly recognize their origins.

"People from Dongchang?"

"Gu Dayong sent it?"

Several Dongchang fans looked at Lu Jiu up and down, and finally one of them stepped forward and said, "Lu Jiu! Duke Qiu is here!"

Qiu Ju?

Lu Jiu suddenly smiled at the Dongchang fans, and said, "Didn't Qiu Ju teach you basic etiquette when he asked you to come out to find me?"

What do you mean?
After several Dongchang fans looked at each other, one of them shouted, "What are you doing?"

These people came from the capital and were born in Dongchang. Even in the capital, they were extremely arrogant and domineering. Although they had heard of Lu Jiu's name, they also knew that Lu Jiu was extremely skilled in martial arts.

But for people in the world, Dongchang has always looked askance at them and looked down upon them.

"How dare you call me by my name?"

Lu Jiu sneered: "You are really not afraid of death!"

Choke!

"Bold!"

……

Several Dongchang fans took out their swords and pointed them at Lu Jiu.

boom!
Lu Jiu's arms trembled, and the sleeves of his robe swelled up. The next moment, a gust of yin and cold true energy was thrown from the sleeves, like a heavy hammer hitting the chests of the two Dongchang fans in front.

The cassock subdues the magic!
boom!boom!
The sound of brittle fractures sounded, the chest cavity of the two collapsed, and the strong force instantly knocked them out.

(End of this chapter)