In the end, Feng Yu didn't say anything and was about to leave Shaolin. He still had to ask his father's opinion on this matter face to face. He couldn't say anything nonsense.
"Today I owe you more kindness to all the eminent monks. I will leave here."
"Your Highness, wait a minute. The inner demon has been eliminated, but the damage to the meridians is still there. Your Highness still needs to stay in the Shaolin Temple for a while."
Feng Yu thought about it at this time and slowly gathered his true energy. It seemed that there was indeed some faint pain in the eight special meridians, and if the energy did not enter the sea, it would dissipate in a moment.
"This seems to be a major damage to the meridians!"
"Don't worry, your highness. Although the meridians are damaged, we, Shaolin, still have a solution. Has your highness ever heard of the Yi Jin Jing?"
"Yi Jin Jing!"
As a member of the martial arts world, how could Feng Yu not have heard the name of Yi Jin Jing?
"Master is saying that this Yi Jin Jing can help me regain my strength?"
"Indeed."
"But as far as I know, the Yi Jin Jing is a secret that has not been taught, and it is difficult to practice. No one has mastered it for a long time. Are you sure the master can help me?"
"It is indeed difficult to practice the Yi Jin Jing, but His Highness is born with an open channel, has an excellent foundation, and has a firm mind. He can endure the pain of shaping that is unbearable for ordinary people. The most important thing is that His Highness's inner strength and mental method is Qiankun Heqi The technique can be used universally by all mental methods and will not damage the inner breath."
Feng Yu didn't expect that there was this level, but he didn't want to owe Shaolin any favors, nor did he want to stay alone in a place full of monks.
"Master, I accept your kindness, but this is really not my place to live. It's inconvenient, so I'll just thank you for it."
The eminent monk shook his head, "Well, I have already guessed that His Highness would make this choice. It is just an imagination. There is a copy here. Your Highness can carry it with you for the convenience of practice. However, please do not spread it to others, lest there will be chaos in the world. "
"I'm very curious, why do I have to learn the Yi Jin Jing? Shaolin's unique skills are so advantageous to me?"
"Your Highness, since you promised treatment, you must keep your word and keep your promise. Removing the inner demons is not a complete cure. The Yi Jin Jing is only the second half. Besides, Your Highness's existence plays an important role in everything that is coming. This is also to save the common people from suffering."
Feng Yu thought about it again and again, but no longer refused. If you don't learn this kind of treasure, it will be useless. Since your biological father can send him to stay alone, he will not have any other intentions. Now it is better to catch up with them as soon as possible to return to Tianji. The building is right.
"Then I'll be disrespectful and take my leave."
"Your Highness, be careful all the way."
Not long after Feng Yu had just come down the mountain, he was riding a horse on the small road. He met an acquaintance, it was Kong Wen, the young monk he met in Nanchu.
"Kong asked little master, what a coincidence."
Kong Wen, who was walking step by step, heard someone calling him and raised his head to take a look.
"Amitabha, it turns out he is the Wind Donor. You and I are really destined."
"Are you going back to Shaolin Temple?"
"Amitabha, the young monk originally planned to go back to the temple to ask the master for advice, but I heard that the Qinling lineage has gathered a lot of people from the world, so I also want to take a look."
Qinling, Tianji Tower? What happened? Where did these people come from?
"Little Master, what exactly is going on when you say there are so many people gathering in the Qinling Mountains? Can you explain it in detail?"
Feng Yu led the horse to Kong Wen and walked with him on two legs.
"Amitabha, the young monk actually doesn't know. I just saw a lot of people rushing there on the way. It seemed that some decisive battle was happening. I was curious, so I wanted to see the excitement and see if the decisive battle could be stopped."
"Do you know which two will fight?"
Kong Wen shook his head, indicating that he didn't know clearly.
"Master Feng Donor, it looks like you came down from the temple. Do you have any business going to Shaolin Temple?"
"Why, I can't go up there to burn incense and worship Buddha?"
Kong Wen smiled sheepishly, "The Feng Donor I know doesn't seem to be such a person, so I didn't think about it in this direction. I'm sorry."
"Hahaha, you're right. I'm not a person who takes time to worship Buddha. I only believe in myself! Hahaha! To be honest, I'm here to steal things."
"Stealing things? Are there any valuable treasures in the temple? Why have I never seen them before?"
Feng Yu took out a book from his arms and waved it in front of the monk's eyes, "This is what I stole. How about it? Do you think it's worth it?"
"Amitabha, Feng Donor is really very knowledgeable. The Dharma is much more valuable than gold, silver, pearls and silk."
Feng Yu seemed to be confused for a moment and couldn't answer, "Uh, I want to ask the little master, are you sure you can see clearly?"
Feng Yu slowly waved the book in his hand in front of his eyes again, "This is the Yi Jin Jing. It's a unique skill from Shaolin. You're not surprised at all."
Kong Wen looked normal and indifferent, "Amitabha, everything has cause and effect. This shows that this book is destined to the donor, but the Yi Jin Jing is indeed a bit advanced. If the donor wants to learn it, the monk can teach you."
Feng Yu was stunned again, then suddenly became surprised, "You mean you can change tendons?"
"Yes, my master asked me to learn the Yi Jin Jing since I was a child."
Feng Yu walked around him and looked at him several times, "Why didn't I see that you were so good before? It seems that these monks have hidden it well enough. I don't know how many people in the temple have also learned it."
"Amitabha, this is no longer the case. The only people who learn the Yi Jin Jing in the temple are Master Shizu and me. The other brothers and sisters go to Bodhidharma Academy to practice other mental methods."
Feng Yu shook his head, "Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore, I just have to rush to Qinling Mountains, do you want me to give you a ride?"
"Amitabha, no need. Thank you Lord Feng for your kindness. The young monk will be here in a short walk."
Feng Yu grabbed him and wanted to pull him onto the horse. Unexpectedly, at this juncture, the young monk suddenly opened his hands into palms. There was a slight shock. His cultivation was really not weak! Feng Yu couldn't catch him!
"Young Master is so capable!"
Feng Yu thought of testing and grabbed him again, but he still avoided him.
"Amitabha, Donor Feng, please stop embarrassing the young monk. The young monk has practiced the Powerful Vajra Palm and Great Movement Movement. He is afraid of hurting the donor. Some people have been accidentally injured by the young monk."
Feng Yu stopped continuing and complained secretly: This monk is really amazing, his cultivation is extremely high, but he seems to have never seen the world.
"Okay, let's not play anymore. We are still far away from the Qinling Mountains. We are lonely along the way. Why don't we two be companions and chat for a while? It just so happens that there are many things I don't understand about the Yi Jin Jing.
, I still need my little master to answer my questions."
"This~"
"Oh, I was injured. The Shaolin monks said that I must use the Yi Jin Jing to save my life, but I didn't expect it to be so difficult to learn. I was really afraid that I would die in a foreign country before I could learn it."
"Don't be anxious, Master Feng. The young monk can explain it to you."
"Then let's go together."
Feng Yu was riding a horse, and Kong Wen's little master was sitting behind him. He seemed a little nervous, holding onto Feng Yu's robe with both hands.
"Don't be nervous, just relax and take a few deep breaths. If you are so good at Qinggong, why are you afraid of riding a horse?"
"Ah, Amitabha, little monk, don't be afraid, little monk, you are the donor. Can you slow down a little bit?"
Along the way, Feng Yu didn't expect to kidnap a young monk. He was one of the few people in the Shaolin Temple who had practiced the Yi Jin Jing. His master or master was probably one of those people who had eliminated their inner demons by themselves.
of one.
The two of them chatted while walking, and they became familiar with each other. From time to time, during the walk or at night, Kong Wen would take the initiative to explain some elusive aspects of the Yi Jin Jing to Feng Yu. Feng Yu had a high understanding and good memory, so he had already
I'm familiar with it, and with such a good explanation, it really shouldn't be too easy to learn.
"Hey, God has taken care of me. As soon as I got this book, Kong Wenyou sent it to me. I didn't expect that a book of martial arts and mental techniques contains so many Buddhist principles. If you weren't here, I would probably die.
I can’t even comprehend it.”
"Xiao Yu, you have a better understanding. You can learn faster than Xiao Monk."
"There's nothing I can do. I'm injured and I have to hurry up and recover. The eminent monks from your Shaolin Temple said that there is only one method in the world that can save me. Who makes me care so much about this little life?"
"Xiaoyu is serious. Since Master and the others are willing to help you, it means that you and Shaolin have an inseparable bond. We are destined to be good friends."
Looking at Kong Wen, who was about the same age as himself but full of innocence and childlike innocence, Feng Yu liked this friend very much. It seemed that he had not laughed so happily in a long time.
"Maybe it's not the fate of Shaolin, but it's just the best encounter. I'm here just for you?"
Kong Wen blushed and touched his bald head, "Xiao Yu, please don't talk nonsense, Xiao Monk is a man."
"What does this have to do with men?"
"This time when I went down the mountain to practice, the young monk also saw a lot of worldly customs. Wasn't that what I just said just used by men to deceive women?"
Feng Yu laughed loudly. He really didn't expect such an answer. He laughed so hard that his stomach almost hurt.
"Kong Wen, I'm determined to be your friend, you're so naive, hahahaha!"
Suddenly, the two of them were lighting a fire in the ruined temple, and a group of people walked in. They were all so proud that their noses were almost raised to the sky.
"Master, let's rest here at night. There is no inn nearby after walking for so long."
"That's all. Let's go. Everyone, let's go in."
The two were chatting, and the door was pushed open.
"Hey, it turns out there are people inside, including a little bald donkey. It doesn't look boring anymore, haha!"
The man said arrogantly: "You two boys, this ruined temple is too small. We are staying here. You go out and sleep in the woods!"
Although Kong Wen is kind-hearted, he is not stupid, "The space here is so big, the two of us and a dozen of you can definitely live in it. We can all stay together and talk."
"Bah, whoever wants to talk to you two, one looks like he's pretending to be polite, and the other is a bald ass, you two deserve to be in the same room as my master and sister, get out of here!"