"Golden Bell Cover?" Puji and Putuo lost their voices. It is not an exaggeration to say that this is a serious matter when it comes to this martial arts. The Golden Bell Cover is one of the seventy-two secrets of Shaolin Temple. Ordinary disciples are not qualified to practice it. Lin Su
He is already a white-robed monk in Danwanyuan, but he can only practice Arhat Boxing, which is the basic of the seventy-two secrets.
Only a few people have successfully cultivated the Golden Bell Shield in Shaolin, and all of them are the leaders or core disciples of the academy. As Lin Su said, this matter is no small matter.
Lin Su explained clearly what happened, and the expressions of the two Putuo people became more solemn. The Sutra Pavilion is an important place in the Shaolin Temple and is always guarded by eminent monks of the Pu family. Someone actually succeeded. This person is very familiar with the Sutra Pavilion.
ah.
"Uncle Putuo, may I ask which book the stolen scripture is?" Lin Su asked.
"Nirvana Sutra..." Putuo said: "This sutra is just an ordinary sutra in Shaolin Temple. I don't know what the thief means by stealing this sutra."
Lin Su thought that this matter was not simple. Most of the monks in the Shaolin Temple could read the Nirvana Sutra, and it was even easier for the monks who were qualified to practice the Golden Bell Jar. Why did he want to steal it?
Is there any secret in this book?
…
It has been one month since the incident occurred, and the Shaolin Temple has returned to peace, except that the guards at the Sutra Pavilion have become a little tighter. Lin Su's studies are stable. In addition to practicing Arhat Boxing and studying the "Twelve Volumes of the Book of Alchemy", his life is very comfortable.
It is worth mentioning that he refined a furnace of herbal pills on his own.
"Junior brother Mingzheng's alchemy talent really puts senior brother to shame." Ming Fang said with envy.
Lin Su smiled and said nothing. He had figured out the basics of Mingfang. This person was an alchemy fanatic who was addicted to alchemy. Nothing could attract his attention except alchemy. But if someone discussed alchemy with him, he could draw his attention.
Talk to people all day long.
The unique treasure lives in his body, and refining the herbal elixir is expected for him, and there is nothing to make a fuss about.
After bidding farewell to Ming Fang, Lin Su returned to his dormitory to sum up his alchemy experience. He practiced Luohan Quan a few more times until his whole body felt hot, so he couldn't help but take a cold shower and sit on the bed to summon the golden mist.
Name: Lin Su
Skill: 0.3 years
Luohan Quan: Xiao Cheng (23/100)
Basic Alchemy: Small Success (82/100)
Elementary Alchemy: Small Success (9/100)
Good and evil value: 129
Lin Su was startled and secretly dumbfounded, "How can refining plant pills allow you to accumulate so much experience in basic alchemy?"
"Upgrade basic alchemy skills!"
The basic alchemy skill was upgraded from a small level to a large level (1/1000). The knowledge in Lin Su's mind was greatly enriched. He was hesitating whether the remaining good and evil points should be used to upgrade Arhat Fist or primary alchemy.
After careful consideration, he chose Arhat Fist, and added the extra good and evil points to the primary alchemy.
The value of good and evil returned to zero, and Lin Su had another epiphany. After waking up, his skill increased from 0.3 years to 0.7 years. Little did he know that when he had the epiphany, Puji was always outside the window.
The next day, Puji borrowed three secret books and gave them all to Lin Su, and said: "Mingzheng, although you are a lay disciple of Shaolin Temple, your martial arts talent is unfathomable. Today I will teach you three of the seventy-two secrets of Shaolin Temple.
——Iron cloth shirt, the Great Vajra Fist and Bodhidharma Palm. In the future, if you return to secular life, don’t harm the world with Shaolin’s unique knowledge.”
"Disciple, I obey." Lin Su excitedly held the secret book and knelt down.
Ming Fang said: "Master, my junior brother's alchemy talent is also outstanding. Practicing martial arts will only affect his alchemy skills."
Lin Su almost covered Ming Fang's mouth. You idiot, get out of here.
After hastily refining a batch of elixirs, Lin Su left. Ming Fang held the formed plant elixir and sniffed it, then grabbed the bald donkey's head and struggled, "This makes no sense. How can Junior Brother Mingzheng take both martial arts and elixir refining at the same time?
It doesn’t make sense…”
…
On the edge of the 100-foot-high cliff at the back of the Shaolin Temple, a man in black had his hands behind his back. After a while, a golden monk walked quickly and said anxiously: "You are crazy. Shaoshi Mountain is heavily guarded. At this time, you
Are you still afraid of being discovered if you still dare to contact me?"
The man in black said hoarsely: "So what if I find out? Most of the monks of the Jue generation retreat and meditate and ignore worldly affairs. What can the young monks of the Guangpu generation do to me? The worst is that I will expose you and find a replacement. It's just that
It’s just a little troublesome.”
The monk's eyes widened and he asked, "Tell me, what's the matter?"
"Get me a Shurangama Sutra." The man in black said calmly.
"You are really crazy. There are a few ordinary people sitting in the Sutra Pavilion. It is absolutely impossible to steal sutras from inside. Last time I almost got into trouble when I stole the Nirvana Sutra." The monk clenched his fist and said.
The man in black turned his back to the monk and chuckled: "I almost fell into the hands of a junior from Danwanyuan, but you are so embarrassed to mention it."
The monk solemnly said: "How do you know about this? Do you have other spies in Shaolin Temple? Haha, now I am very curious about what is different about the Nirvana Sutra."
The man in black said: "Then go ahead and steal it. Maybe you can also discover the secret inside."
"Sooner or later, the secrets in the scriptures will be mine." The monk gritted his teeth and said, squinting his eyes and humming: "You little mouse hiding in the darkness, are you still going to hide it?"
call out!
The white shadow suddenly swept across, the monk rolled up his sleeves, and with a flash of golden light, the white-robed monk's pupils dilated, his eyes moved downward, and a golden hand on his chest held a beating heart...
Lin Su was woken up by the loud ringing of the bell. The ringing was unusual today. Ming Fang also just got up and said he didn't know what was going on outside.
Upon inquiring, they found out that a monk of Ming Dynasty in Bodhidharma Monastery died last night. The two were immediately horrified, "The evil people in Shaolin Temple are committing crimes? They are so bold."
"Who said otherwise? Who would have thought that the Songshan Shaolin Temple, the leader of the upright and upright Taoist temple, would actually have people killing people here. I don't know which group of evil people are doing the evil."
"Mingzheng, Mingfang."
When they heard Pu Ji's voice, they called Master respectfully and followed Pu Ji to the alchemy room. They heard Pu Ji say softly: "You two usually make alchemy in the alchemy room. If you have nothing else to do, leave the alchemy room and go back."
In the dormitory, don’t run around, and don’t take the initiative to contact other people, you know?”
"Master, something happened?" Lin Su asked tentatively.
Pu Ji sighed and nodded slightly, "Mingsha from Damo Academy was killed by a murderer last night. His body was found in the back mountain, and his heart was missing. I and Damo Academy, the head of the Discipline Academy, jointly inspected the body and agreed that Mingsha was the cause of death.
Sha Shishou’s martial arts is Dragon Claw Hand, one of the seventy-two secret arts, do you understand?”
Lin Su was surprised and nodded dully. First the golden bell, then the dragon claw hand. The identity of the thief hidden in the Shaolin Temple is probably of the ordinary generation, because among the people of the Ming generation, except for the senior brother of Bodhidharma Academy
Mingjing and Akihito, the senior brother of the Discipline Academy, have never heard of anyone practicing two of the seventy-two secrets at the same time, except Arhat Fist and Vajra Palm.
Mingjing practiced Dragon Claw Hands, Bodhidharma Palm and Iron Cloth Shirt, while Akihito practiced Golden Bell Cover, Dragon Claw Hands and Great Vajra Fist. Last night Akihito taught a class at the Discipline Academy and did not join the people from the Discipline Academy until very late.
After returning to the dormitory, it is obviously impossible to go to the back mountain to kill Mingsha, so the murderer may be a monk of the common generation.
Puji added: "The three secret books that I gave you are all from the Discipline Academy and the Bodhidharma Academy. They were given by the first of the two academies. If the golden bell was not at the cusp of the crisis, I could also get it for you.
As for the Dragon Claw Hand, it cannot be cultivated except by the monks of the Second Academy..."
Chapter completed!