In the main hall, Jingming was still reciting the scriptures of the Yi Jin Jing. When he finished reciting the last word, Jingming raised his head and looked at Ziqin, but was shocked to find that Ziqin had already sat there cross-legged and entered a state of meditation.
Jingming jumped up from the ground. He had been practicing the Yi Jin Jing all his life, but he couldn't see that Zi Qin had entered the state of practicing the Yi Jin Jing. Jing Ming didn't know the existence of the system. In Jing Ming's opinion, Zi Qin had entered the state of practicing the Yi Jin Jing.
He entered the state of cultivation after listening to the sutra only once. This talent can no longer be described by humans. Not to mention Zhang Danfeng a hundred years ago, even the ancestors of Bodhidharma and Zhang Sanfeng from ancient times to the present may not be able to match it.
Jingming stood up carefully and walked outside. Ziqin's talent was rare in the past and present. Jingming had a lot of love for talents besides his original emotions. He was determined not to let anyone disturb Ziqin.
Qin.
Arriving outside the main hall, Jingming sat cross-legged at the door. Zunsheng, who was far away, wanted to come over, but Jingming waved his hand to stop him.
Jing Ming was guarding the door. This alone made Zun Sheng and Bai Shi couldn't help being surprised. They also thought that it was probably Jing Ming who had inspired Zi Qin to achieve great results, but no one dared to think that Zi Qin could instantly comprehend the Yi Jin Jing.
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Jingming sat cross-legged at the door of the hall and immediately discovered that Yue Mingke was missing. However, at this time, Jingming paid more attention to Ziqin than Yue Mingke did not know how many times, so even when he saw that Yue Mingke was missing, he had no other thoughts in his mind. He was just focused on what to do.
Ziqin guarded the door for a whole night.
The next day, all the Shaolin disciples who came to the main hall to do morning classes were blocked by Jing Ming. For the first time, Shaolin was able to skip one day of morning classes without any special events.
At noon, Ziqin finally woke up from trance. Different from practicing internal skills, Yi Jin Jing gave Ziqin another feeling. When he was in trance, Ziqin could feel that his state of mind had completely calmed down, and then he felt that he
His body was changing, and he felt it very clearly. He seemed to be able to touch the changes in every cell in his body.
As the body changes, the internal force in his body deepens. The extra internal force is not produced by the Yi Jin Jing, but is derived from the internal force in his own body. The feeling is very magical, as if
The internal energy in his body suddenly seemed to have accumulated over countless years.
Of course, the benefits are far more than that. The more benefits are the meridians in his body. Ziqin has been able to feel the blockage of the meridians since entering this world. After all, Ling Xiao is not a powerful master, and the white-haired world itself is not an internal power.
In a world dominated by heroes, most of the meridians in the body of Ling Xiao, played by Ziqin, are blocked.
However, when practicing the Yi Jin Jing, Ziqin could feel that the meridians in his body were being opened up one by one. In a certain way, the Yi Jin Jing was indeed as good as the Great Shift in stimulating potential.
When Zi Qin opened his eyes, he couldn't help but sigh slightly, not because he was disappointed with the Yi Jin Jing, but because the Yi Jin Jing was too strong. Overnight, Zi Qin's internal strength was at least several times stronger than before. This made Zi Qin
Qin couldn't help but think about the follow-up exercise of the Yi Jin Jing, the Marrow Cleansing Sutra. What would it be like if he could practice it into the Marrow Cleansing Sutra.
Ziqin stood up from the futon and opened the door of the temple. He immediately saw Jingming sitting cross-legged at the door of the temple to protect him.
"Boy, thank you so much, master."
Holding the sword in his arms, Ziqin bent down deeply. In the original work, the person Ziqin most admired in the white-haired world was probably Zen Master Jingming.
It can only save people, so it doesn't hurt to give him one more pill." Later, he even taught Yue Mingke his internal skills. Zi Qin admired this old man for his magnanimity and magnanimity.
And now Ziqin has received great kindness from this old man. If it weren't for Ziqin's subsequent plan, it would be said that he would be the enemy of the current world. Ziqin would even have the mentality of becoming a disciple.
"It doesn't matter, little friend, now that the retreat is over, let's go see the benefactor Yue Mingke first. Yesterday, the benefactor Yue heard what Zhuo Yihang said about the whereabouts of the master's secret book he obtained from Jin Duyi and went out to search alone, but he was seriously injured. At this moment, he is in the temple.
Inside the monk’s residence.”
Jingming stood up and spoke calmly. He didn't take any credit for teaching the Yi Jin Jing, which made Ziqin admire him even more.
Yue Mingke was injured.
Zi Qin smiled bitterly. Everything seemed to be back to the original work. Yue Mingke still met Tie Hualu after all, but that was okay. The love between Yue Mingke and Tie Hualu was one of the most regrettable things for Ziqin in the original work. Originally, Zi Qin
Qin was forced by the system to change the plot, but he also regretted that Yue Mingke probably wouldn't meet Tie Hualu. He didn't expect that the fate of the two would come like a miracle in the end, which made Zi Qin couldn't help but feel a little happy.
"Master, I'll go and visit Yue Mingke first. If Master has anything to do in the future, all I need is an edict. I won't dare to say goodbye."
Ziqin cupped his fists and bowed to Jingming again before standing up and heading towards the Shaolin monk's residence. Zunsheng quickly asked a Shaolin disciple to follow him and lead the way.
"Brother, can we..."
Looking at Ziqin's retreating back, Zunsheng opened his mouth to say something, but Jingming raised his hand to stop Zunsheng, and a smile appeared on the old monk's face.
"Do you think the little benefactor has not had this idea in his mind? But, if you think about the little benefactor's current situation, and then think about what the little benefactor will do next, do you think the little benefactor can become my Shaolin lay disciple?"
Jingming's smile turned slightly bitter. Indeed, one can understand the Yi Jin Jing overnight. Even if such a disciple is a lay disciple, he can definitely teach the Marrow Cleansing Sutra. However, Ziqin will never become a Shaolin disciple, even if he is a lay disciple.
Neither can his disciples. Not to mention the grudge between Ziqin and Wudang. According to what Ziqin is doing now, he is concerned about the country and the people, and serves the country and the people. Then he must go to the capital to protect the current emperor, and he may even become an official.
Shaolin, however, must not be involved in this battle that concerns the country. Shaolin cannot afford to participate, or in other words, no sect can afford to participate, because in this battle that affects the survival of the country, any participating sect will be punished regardless of winning or losing.
It's just a matter of time before the whole family is exterminated.
This is also the reason why most martial arts sects are aloof from others, simply because if they were not like this, even the largest sects would have been wiped out by the country.
When Ziqin walked into the monk's house, Yue Mingke had already woken up, but his face was ashen. Ziqin didn't know who could hurt Yue Mingke since Jin Duyi had disabled his martial arts.
"When will we leave?"
However, even in this situation, Yue Mingke's first question was still about departure, obviously he was extremely concerned about the safety of Emperor Taichang.
"After you recover from your injury, this matter will not be rushed. Even if you and I enter the capital, we will not be able to see the emperor. If we want to stop Li Kezhuo, we must take a long-term approach."
Ziqin frowned and looked at Yue Mingke. Without Zhuo Yihang's passage, he and Yue Mingke would indeed not be able to meet the Emperor of Taichang. Meeting the emperor in this feudal society does not require high martial arts skills.
"I can take you to see the emperor."
At this moment, a voice suddenly came from outside.
