It turned out that Lin Yang sensed that waves of spiritual energy were constantly being produced in the air from this strong energy, and he was shocked: "Does this person in the cave also understand the principle of absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth?"
You must know that there is not a strong source of power between heaven and earth. These sources of power are constantly transformed into life energy, which is also the aura that Lin Yang senses at this moment. Aura can be soft or hard, and can be used to save people and strengthen their bodies, but it can also hurt people's lives.
.It’s just that this method of absorbing spiritual energy is currently only known to the Sanqing sect, and Lin Yang himself has only taught it to people from the Tiandao League. This monk has been in seclusion in the cave for twenty years, how could he know? If this man originally
You understand the Dharma sect, is he also a member of the Sanqing sect? Or is there any relationship between the two?
Lin Yang's thoughts were spinning in his mind, and he continued to walk into the cave. Gradually, he vaguely saw a figure from behind. The figure was facing the cave wall, sitting motionless.
Lin Yang coughed lightly and called softly: "Senior..."
The human figure showed no response, like a stone sculpture. Lin Yang called twice more, but the other party still didn't respond. Lin Yang secretly said: I don't know where this person came from, I might as well give him a try! Thinking about it, he forced a soul to come over.
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Lin Yang's Yuan Shen was powerful, but after sweeping over it, it was like a mud cow sinking into the sea, and it seemed as if it was hazy and unclear. It seemed that this Yuan Shen entered the void without any boundaries and could not touch anything.
Lin Yang was surprised and fearful of making a mistake, so he quickly withdrew his soul, and the sitting figure slowly turned around, and finally came face to face with Lin Yang. This was an extremely young face, as if he was only seventeen years old.
Eight years old. But if you look closely, he seems to be an old man in his nineties. The man is wearing monk's clothes and the color looks very old.
"Decades have passed like a cloud, and a new person has appeared in the world." The other party smiled faintly, "What do you want from me?" There was a kind of transparent enlightenment in the voice, like the sound of Zen.
Lin Yang kept thinking and said: "I was asked by your Shaolin Temple to come into the cave to visit you, a monk."
The monk smiled softly and said, "They must be unable to enter the hole by themselves, so they asked you for help." He shook his head and asked, "What do they want to do with me?"
Seeing the indifferent expression of the monk in front of him, Lin Yang smiled and asked: "Monk, were you absorbing spiritual energy just now? This method is very similar to that of Sanqing. Could it be that, monk, you learned it from a stolen teacher?" Lin Yang said in a tone of voice.
There is not much respect in the world, and one mouthful is like a monk.
The monk glanced at Lin Yang expressionlessly and asked instead, "My child, you have entered the Mahayana with magic powers. What is your identity?"
"Monk should answer my question first." Lin Yang winked and said with a smile.
The monk's eyes suddenly opened, and Lin Yang suddenly felt that he was stuck in a quagmire. His eyes were dark, empty, and had nothing to rely on. Lin Yang's heart moved, "His annihilation skills are one level higher than mine!" he thought.
, Lin Yang's mind calmed down, and he also entered a state of desolation.
At this time, Lin Yang had nothing to think about, and his whole body was completely empty. His soul was vague, as if it was there or not. The monk could not sense where Lin Yang's soul was at once. He opened his eyes and said with a smile: "Are you the successor of the Holy Buddha?
"At the same time, Lin Yang felt that the other party had finished his work, and the strange feeling disappeared.
Lin Yang also opened his eyes and asked him, "Who is the Holy Buddha?"
The monk frowned, "You don't know the Holy Buddha?" Wei Yi thought, "Not many people in the world can practice this kind of peaceful method. I guess you don't know his identity yet." The monk laughed again, "Get out.
Tell them that my detention will take another month and ask them not to bother me again."
Seeing that there was no hostility in the monk's tone, Lin Yang thought: "It's best to ask him clearly first. This monk's kung fu is very good. I need to evolve my physical body first, and I might not be able to use it at all."
"Monk, you haven't answered my question yet." Lin Yang asked him with a smile without moving.
The monk looked at Lin Yang with a burning gaze, "Didn't the Holy Buddha teach you?" Seeing Lin Yang's puzzled expression, he smiled again, "This is my Buddhist skill. Since you don't know, I might as well tell you."
Pointing to the right, a ray of blue light shot into Lin Yang's chest. As the blue light penetrated the body, a stream of consciousness slowly diffused into Lin Yang's sea of consciousness like a clear spring. This is a set of spiritual energy gathering methods.
Lin Yang was stunned and bowed to the monk, "Thank you, monk. This method is better than what I know."
The monk smiled lightly and said, "I will leave seclusion in a month. I will tell you some things then. You can go."
Lin Yang bowed and exited the cave. Shi Kongxin, who had been waiting outside, quickly asked: "How is Uncle Master?"
Lin Yang smiled faintly and said, "He's very good. He said he won't be released from detention until one month. Don't disturb him again in the meantime."
Zen Master Dalong sighed: "I had expected that my uncle would not finish sitting in meditation, so it would be a sin to disturb his meditation practice!" As he said this, Heshi recited Amitabha Buddha.
Lin Yang thought for a while and asked Zen Master Dalong, "Zen Master, what do you call the master in the cave? He practices Shaolin Kung Fu?"
Zen Master Dalong was silent for a while, as if hesitating whether to tell Lin Yang or not. Shi Kongxin smiled and said: "Brother, Donor Lin is not an enemy of Shaolin. Moreover, he has just broken the martial arts alliance, so he can be regarded as a benefactor of Shaolin. There is nothing wrong with telling him."
Zen Master Dalong nodded and said, "Donor Lin, please go back to the Zen room to speak."
Lin Yang nodded, and the three of them returned to the Zen room. After sitting down, another young monk came up with bitter tea. Dalong Zen Master Fang said: "My uncle's Buddhist name is Kong Ming. Donor Lin asked about Shaolin Kung Fu. In fact, Shaolin Kung Fu originated from
The founder of Bodhidharma is true, but there have been increases and decreases in the past dynasties. He has absorbed the essence of many other sects to form what he is today. It can be said that he is no weaker than any other sect."
"But the existence of the martial arts alliance has not allowed a second strong foothold in the world, so the Shaolin Temple has always kept a low profile. Although Shaolin has a great name in the secular world, most of its disciples are ordinary lay disciples. The real Kungfu can only be found in the temple.
It is spread among a few people and is very secretive."
When Lin Yang heard this, he thought that the Shaolin Temple had always been tolerant. No wonder he had not met many masters from Shaolin in the past. He also thought, if I get rid of the martial arts alliance, I am afraid that Shaolin will turn from darkness to light in the future!
Zen Master Dalong's white eyebrows trembled, "My uncle is the direct descendant of Patriarch Bodhidharma, and there can only be one direct descendant in every generation."
Lin Yang shook his head and thought to himself: "Why don't these monks find more successors? Only in this way can the strength of Shaolin Temple be strong. If there were more direct monks, I am afraid that Shaolin and Wumeng would be equally matched in strength, and they would never be like now.
I have been holding back."
"Zen Master, Master Kongming is the direct descendant of Bodhidharma. Where did Bodhidharma's kung fu come from?" Lin Yang suddenly asked another question.
Zen Master Dalong was stunned and said, "Of course it was passed down by the Holy Buddha. The Holy Buddha first traveled to other countries in the west and created this religion. Later, when he returned to his homeland, Buddhism gradually became more and more popular, and my Zen sect is one of them."
At this time, Lin Yang suddenly raised his eyebrows and said, "Abbott, someone came to Shaolin to cause trouble."
Not long after the conversation, the three of them heard shouting. Zen Master Dalong stood up and sighed helplessly: "It seems that they are causing trouble for me in Shaolin again." Lin Yang and Shi Kong walked out quickly first.
The letter followed.
The three of them walked about a hundred steps in search of the sound, and when they arrived at a courtyard, they saw a row of monks blocking a young man. There were a dozen monks lying on the ground groaning around them, apparently injured by the young man.
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The corners of the young man's mouth were slightly turned up, his expression was arrogant, his eyes were slightly rolled up, as if his eyes were high above his head. Zen Master Dalong took a step forward and bowed first, "Donor, why did you hurt my Shaolin disciple?"
The young man sneered, "I heard that Shaolin is a master of martial arts, with disciples all over the world, so I came here to learn from you!" Then he rolled his eyes, as if only the whites of his eyes were left, "I am a disciple of the Fulong Sect, and I came here to learn from you!
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Fulong Sect is a branch of Qingcheng Sect. Zen Master Dalong had heard about it a little bit. After hearing this, he smiled lightly and said, "The monk only talks about eating fast and chanting Buddha's name. How can he fight with others? The donor came to the wrong place, so please go back!"
The young man said coldly, "Shaolin Temple turns out to be in vain!" He glanced around and saw Lin Yang behind Shi Kongxin. Seeing Lin Yang's temperament, his eyes lit up and he pointed at Lin Yang, "You are a Shaolin layman.
disciple?"
Lin Yang was startled, then smiled and said, "I am a disciple of Zen Master Dalong, what do you want?"
"I see that you seem to have some skills, come here and show me a few tricks!" He raised his fingers and looked very contemptuous.
Shi Kongxin and Zen Master Dalong smiled and looked at each other without saying much. Lin Yang had already walked out with a smile on his face, "Oh? Do you really want to fight me?"
The young man's face was full of ridicule: "I think you can only take a few punches from me. I will give you three moves, and you can take action!"
The monks were filled with grief and anger. They did not recognize Lin Yang and thought he was really a disciple of Zen Master Dalong. They immediately focused their attention on Lin Yang.
"Master!" Gu Feifei and the other four ran over at this moment. Gu Feifei swept his eyes across the field and said, "Master, does this guy want to fight with you?" He pulled up his sleeves, revealing a white and tender forearm, and his face was exposed.
With an angry face, "Young man, you are overestimating your abilities and fought with me first!"