Murong Fu asked: "Can't those who practice martial arts strengthen their bodies?"
"People who practice martial arts are naturally much stronger than ordinary people, but it takes many years of training to be effective. In your case, you only have two years at most, so it's too late."
Murong Fu was horrified. Although he believed what the sweeper said just now, he didn't really take the problem to heart. Now he realized the seriousness of the problem after hearing that he would only live for two years at most.
Murong Fu asked hurriedly: "Is there no way at all? For example, medical skills or magical skills?"
"If we can find some health-preserving techniques, they may have some effect. As for martial arts..." The sweeping monk pondered for a while before saying: "There are only two magical powers in the world that can solve this problem."
Murong Fu was very happy, as long as there was a way, "What kind of magical skill is it?"
"One of them is Shaolin's Marrow Cleansing Sutra."
"Marrow Cleansing Sutra?" Murong Fu asked in confusion. He had never heard of Shaolin having this internal skill. In his impression, the only magical skill in Shaolin Temple was the Yi Jin Jing. At most, the Nine Sun Magic Technique and the Yi Jin Jing were added.
The nerve foot meridian in it.
The sweeping monk sighed: "It is said that the Marrow Cleansing Sutra can cleanse the marrow, refine the blood, strengthen the body, and rejuvenate the youth when it is completed. However, the Marrow Washing Sutra has been lost for hundreds of years. Many people in the temple have not heard of it, so how can they go there?"
try to find."
"Then there is another magical skill?"
"There is a technique in Tantric Buddhism in the Western Region called Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu, which can solve your problems by cultivating both physical and internal strength. This technique is a sect-suppressing magic technique in Tantric Buddhism. It is extremely difficult to practice, but there are always traces to follow."
Murong Fu thought in his mind that the Marrow Cleansing Sutra was illusory, so there was no need to think about it. The Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill was in the hands of Jin Lun Dharma King. The worst he could do was go to the Western Regions to get a magical skill from him in exchange.
Then he asked again: "Master, can it be solved by practicing kung fu like the Vajra Indestructible Body?"
The sweeping monk pondered for a while and said: "The Vajra Indestructible Body is actually just the skin on the body that has been tempered. It is equipped with a unique luck method to make it extremely strong in endurance. It cannot fundamentally solve your problem, but it should be able to alleviate it to some extent.
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Murong Fu bowed respectfully: "Thank you, Master, for your advice."
Seeing that he was so knowledgeable about etiquette, the sweeping monk thought for a while and said, "Maybe you can go to Bodhidharma Cave and have a look."
Murong Fu asked in confusion: "Dharma Cave?"
"Dharma Cave is the place where Patriarch Bodhidharma faced the wall. The Yi Jin Sutra and the Marrow Cleansing Sutra were both passed down by Patriarch Bodhidharma. There are Buddhist mantras left by Patriarch Bodhidharma in Bodhidharma Cave. Perhaps we can learn something from them."
Murong Fu bowed again and said, "Thank you, Master."
"Amitabha." The sweeping monk turned and left.
Murong Fu also had doubts in his heart. According to what the sweeping monk said, the Marrow Cleansing Sutra should be a Shaolin treasure of the same level as the Yi Jin Jing. How could he sound like he didn't mind learning it secretly?
In the end, he was puzzled and could only blame it on the fact that he had reached the level of the sweeping monk and no longer adhered to sectarian opinions. In his eyes, even martial arts secret books were really just trivial and not as important as a Buddhist scripture.
The next morning, Murong Fu came to Bodhidharma Cave in the back mountain of Shaolin Temple. He was quite surprised along the way. Why was there no guarding monk in such an important place?
This is due to his ignorance. Although Bodhidharma Cave in Shaolin Temple is sacred, the things left by Patriarch Bodhidharma in the cave have long been moved away. Even the shadow stone left by Bodhidharma on the wall has been dug up into the Sutra Pavilion.
There are only some Buddhist scriptures carved on the stone walls. For Shaolin Temple, this is just a holy place for meditation and Buddhist practice. Although not everyone can enter, if some distinguished guests want to visit, they will not refuse.
Bodhidharma Cave faces the southwest. When Murong Fu walked into the cave, he suddenly felt a cold and refreshing feeling. He looked around for a moment. It was a natural stone cave, about two feet deep and more than one foot wide.
There was a groove four feet high and two feet wide on one of the stone walls, and the other stone walls were engraved with words. Murong Fu thought to himself that the sweeping monk was certainly not wrong when he said that Bodhidharma Cave might lead to enlightenment.
So Murong Fu searched carefully in the cave, even every stone, hoping to find some mechanism.
Half an hour later, Murong Fu looked disappointed. There was nothing in the cave, and there was not even the slightest thing out of the ordinary. Murong Fu looked up and read the words on the stone wall, "Is it possible that the mystery is hidden in these words?"
After burning the incense, Murong Fu was already drowsy after reading. These words may be easy to understand or profound and difficult to understand. There are even some Sanskrit words, but they are all explaining some Buddhist principles. There is no Marrow Cleansing Sutra.
"Ahaha, little guy, did you bring me some food?"
Murong Fu was startled, and when he looked back, there was a person standing ten feet behind him. He was not noticed by the sweeping monk before when he was approached by two feet. That was because he was a super expert. This time, he was not noticed even when he was approached by ten feet.
Murong Fu was horrified. He looked at this man carefully and saw that he was wearing a white monk's robe, carrying a string of huge Buddhist beads, and had a very tall belly.
He was holding a withered bamboo in his hand, and his eyes were almost invisible due to the bulge of fat on his face. There were only two black eyebrows and a big mouth that seemed to be smiling at any time.
The most surprising thing is that there are a pair of long earlobes hanging on the ears, and the whole person standing there looks like a living Maitreya Buddha.
Murong Fu felt relieved. Although this monk had an unusual appearance, his face was oily. At first glance, he looked like a fat monk who was lazy and had no temperament of a master.
Although the sweeping monk looks ordinary, he has an aloof temperament. As long as you observe carefully, you can still detect it.
Think about it, although the Shaolin Temple has a group of leaders and a profound foundation, it is impossible for two peerless masters like the sweeping monks to appear in the same era.
The reason why I was approached by him was probably because I was confused by the scriptures on the stone wall and lost my alertness.
Seeing Murong Fu's face, the fat monk was stunned, "Why did you give me food with a new face again?"
"Sending food? It turns out that he took me as a food delivery person." Murong Fu was thinking in his mind. Just when he was about to explain, the fat monk pouted and frowned and said:
"Even if there are 180 different people delivering food to me, I still eat the same vegetables and radishes every day! I've had enough! Go away, go away!"
As he spoke, he waved his big, fat hand.
Murong Fu bowed slightly and said, "I am not delivering food to the master. Do you dare to ask the master's name?"
The fat monk touched his head: "Dharma name? What Dharma name? I don't remember it. Hey, what is this on your head?"
Murong Fu was stunned, what could be on my head? He reached out and touched his head, but there was nothing.
The fat monk walked up to Murong Fu, stretched out his hand and pulled his head and said, "What are these messy things on your head?" After saying that, he touched his bald head, as if wondering why he didn't have any.