Cultivating From Obtaining Experience

  Chapter 232 Purity is not pure

   "After all, there was a murder, we should cooperate."

  Some people are dissatisfied, but some express their understanding. Some people are pure tourists. They may not come again after a visit, while some are believers. They have been here many times, and they will come back again in the future.

   Accompanied by two monks, he entered the Sutra Pavilion and then came out again. Wang An was thinking about this matter.

   This matter probably happened because of me. I had an accident when I first came here, and I just lost the two books I had read. It couldn’t be such a coincidence.

   "The only one who knew that I had read those two books was this monk from Faxing Temple. There were two people who went in, Davajra Palm, and there were not many people in the entire Faxing Temple Society. They couldn't just happen to be outsiders, right? It was very likely that they were monks from Faxing Temple.

  Two people entered the Sutra Pavilion on the same night, is this a coincidence? It seems that this pure place of Buddhism is not very pure. "

  At this moment, Zen Master Deguang has arranged for people to search the residences of the monks in the monastery one by one, especially those monks, and at the same time screen them one by one to see if there is any possibility of them leaving last night.

  However, some monks live in a separate meditation room, and if they go out, they can still not be found.

  Wang An asked to meet those monks, and Zen Master Deguang agreed.

  The monks gathered together, thinking that Wang An was going to guide them again. Some of them were happy in their hearts, while others were not interested. After all, a brother from the same sect was killed just now.

  Wang An walked around among these monks, and suddenly stopped beside a person, turning his head to look at him.

   This monk was the one who asked him some questions last night. Wang An remembered that his Dharma name was Xingsi.

  Wang An glanced at him, smelled it carefully, then continued to walk around the other monks, and finally returned to Xing Si.

   "Has this Zen master been to the Sutra Pavilion recently?"

"What?!"

  Wang An's words surprised everyone present, who knew what this sentence meant.

   "The poor monk has never been there." Monk Xingsi said without hesitation.

   "No, you have been there, monks don't lie." Wang An said with a smile.

   "Amitabha, is there any evidence for the donor?"

   "You have a special smell left on your body. It's a weird and pungent scent. This smell is only found in the Buddhist scriptures pavilion of Faxing Temple. I haven't smelled it in other places. If I'm not wrong, this should be an insect repellent made by the Buddhist scriptures pavilion of Faxing Temple in a special way to prevent ancient books from being infested and aging, right?"

   "That's right. The incense used in the Sutra Pavilion of Faxing Temple is indeed specially prepared to repel insects. The Sutra Pavilion is a place that needs fire protection, so the incense cannot be ignited, and the smell is a bit pungent. It is completely different from other places in the temple. Xingsi, is what this benefactor said true?" One of the monks turned to look at Monk Xingsi and asked.

  The eyes of other monks also fell on Xing Si.

   "Amitabha, how can senior brother doubt me based on a word from this benefactor? I have stayed in Faxing Temple for more than ten years. Why did I do such a thing?"

   "The monk may not know that the Special Affairs Bureau has a special medicine called Veritaserum. As long as you take it, it will collapse people's will. What do you say?"

   "The poor monk still said the same thing, never been there."

   "You're lying, during the time I was talking to you, your heart rate was more than thirty percent higher than normal."

  Well, Monk Xingsi was taken aback after hearing this.

   "I can hear it." Wang An raised his finger and pointed to his ear.

  As soon as he said this, everyone present was stunned.

   Can smell subtle smells and hear changes in the beating of the heart, can this person really do it?

  Thanks to the rebirth after practicing, Wang An's perception ability has been greatly increased, and it is even more powerful under the blessing of true energy.

   To make an inappropriate analogy, he can now compare with police dogs who has a better nose and better ears.

   Monk Xingsi's smell is naturally not smellable by ordinary people, but he can. Of course, ordinary people can't hear the heartbeat, so can he.

   "Let's go find your abbot." Wang An turned to a monk and said.

   Zen Master Deguang arrived in a short time. On the way, the disciple had already told the abbot what happened and what Wang An said.

   "Xingsi, is what the benefactor said just now true?"

   "Abbot, would you rather trust an outsider than your own disciple?" Xing Si showed a bitter look on his face.

   "Then please ask someone from the Special Affairs Bureau." Abbot Deguang said after a moment of silence.

   "Amitabha." Monk Xingsi recited the Buddha's name.

   At this moment, a monk came to Zen Master Deguang and whispered a few words.

   "Come here, take Xingsi down." Chan Master Deguang waved his hand.

   Immediately, two monks stepped forward to take him away. Chan Master Xingsi did not speak or resist, and followed along very cooperatively. Then he arranged for people to search his meditation room, and then Chan Master Deguang invited Wang An aside.

   "Are you sure what the donor said, or is it just your speculation?"

   "I'm sure, I can tell." Wang Andao.

   "Xingsi has been in Faxing Temple for ten years, I don't understand why he would do this?"

   "Then ask the people from the Special Affairs Bureau to ask carefully. They are professional in interrogation."

   Zen Master Deguang sighed after hearing this, he didn't want to believe that this matter was true.

  After a while, a disciple came back and reported that he had not found the two ancient books in Xingsi's meditation room. Then someone from the Special Affairs Bureau took Monk Xingsi down the mountain.

   While everyone on the mountain was waiting for the result, unexpected news came from the bottom of the mountain. The vehicle of the Special Affairs Bureau overturned on the way, and Monk Xingsi was killed on the spot.

   "What a coincidence!" Wang An couldn't help saying after hearing the news.

  Typical "There is no silver three hundred taels here", monk Xingsi has accomplices!

  The matter of Wang An's stay at Faxing Temple has been spread to the headquarters of the Beijing Special Affairs Bureau at the first time, which also shows how much he is valued.

   "What did he go to Faxing Temple for?"

   "Going to read the scriptures, they are "Golden Bell Cover" and "Vajra Imperfection". However, according to the feedback from Faxing Temple, he only read one "Golden Bell Cover". In exchange, he instructed the monks in Faxing Temple to practice the Great Vajra Palm."

   "Guiding them to practice, is there such a good thing? Immediately arrange for someone to get those two martial arts cheat books, and let the research department conduct research."

  Since Wang An came to the capital and caused a storm, which shocked many people's jaws, the Bureau of Special Affairs immediately set up a special department to study him, and only studied him.

  Zhou Dian is a legendary figure. It’s hard to say exactly how good he is, but this one in front of him is really powerful, so he has to try to see if he can “copy”.

   "Faxing Temple, Golden Bell Shade, defensive exercises?" Ren Shuangjia thought for a while after receiving the news.

   "Is it because after the trip to the capital, I feel that I still have some shortcomings, and then I want to make up for it?"

  He picked up another piece of material from the table, this material recorded the rumors of someone flying in the air above the Golden Summit in Taihe Mountain.

   There is also a record of interviews with Daoist Qing Hui, which clearly shows that Wang An had been to Taihe Mountain three years ago, and he also specifically requested to read Taijiquan manuals.

  According to various circumstances, Wang An should have gone to Taihe Mountain to look for ancient books and masters of Taijiquan, in order to further improve Taijiquan.

  The person who appeared on the golden summit should also be him. At that time, his kung fu had already shown amazing strength, but he hadn't yet reached the shocking state he is now.

   "Starting from Taijiquan, Xingyiquan, Vajra Zen Palm, and Tiyunzong, this is the second time he went to Faxing Temple. The last time he went, he borrowed the "Yi Jin Jing"."

  Ren Shuangjia took a pen and wrote down one by one in the newspaper.

   "Which method did he use to cultivate his true qi, or is it a mixture?"

   "Also, what is he buying these medicines for?"

   They already knew that Wang An purchased medicinal materials through the Lu family. There is no impenetrable wall in this matter, these things are the result of their full investigation.

  He tried to figure out a path out of it, Wang An's path of cultivation, how he became so powerful.

   Just as he was thinking, someone knocked on the door and came in.

   "As a staff officer, Professor Luo is outside."

   "Please hurry up." Ren Shuangjia said hastily.

  A middle-aged man in his fifties wearing glasses walked in, holding a briefcase in his hand.

   "Hello, Professor Luo, please sit down." Ren Shuangjia hurriedly got up to greet the visitor.

   "I happened to be passing by, and I came here to tell you that last time you asked me to study the turtle shell, the text on it should be related to a place called "Fairy Valley"."

   "Fairy Valley?"

   "Yes, the specific content needs to be deciphered. The text on it should have been evolved on the basis of the Spring and Autumn text. It is very rare, and this is the first time I have seen it." Professor Luo explained.

   "Okay, thank you, Professor Luo, next time you make a new discovery, just give me a call and I'll go find you, so you don't have to go there yourself."

  Professor Luo smiled and chatted with Ren Shuangjia for a few words before leaving.

   "Immortal Valley?" Ren Shuangjia repeated the name again, and then made a phone call, arranging for someone to check the relevant information, looking for news related to this "Immortal Cave".

  Above Zhongyue Mountain, Zen Master Deguang's expression is quite dignified.

   After finally finding a suspect, he died in a car accident before he could ask anything. How can there be such a coincidence in this world?

   Seeing that the murderer has been found, the person is dead, and the clues come to an abrupt end. What should I do next?

   This has nothing to do with Wang An, he is already preparing to leave Zhongyue.

  (end of this chapter)