"Hey, Xu Ming, you came back so early today. Aren't you going to practice boxing?"
After Yan Ling finished his training, he happened to catch up with Xu Zhu who had left first at the back entrance of Shaolin Temple.
Xu Zhu was also very surprised when he saw Xu Ming. Yan Ling usually did not return to the temple so early. In Xu Zhu's impression, his junior brother was an out-and-out martial arts fanatic. Usually, before noon, he
It's impossible to come back.
Yan Ling smiled slightly: "I'm practicing, but I feel that I have gained a lot today. I am going to find the master to ask how to practice next."
Seeing that Yan Ling was in a good mood, Xu Zhu couldn't help but smile and said: "So that's it, then I'll go find the master with you."
"What are you looking for me for?"
Suddenly, a deep voice came from behind Yan Ling and the others.
Yan Ling and Xu Zhu turned to look at the source of the sound. It was a bald monk wearing Shaolin monk robes. Yan Ling and Xu Zhu quickly shouted respectfully in unison: "Master."
That monk was Huilun, the master of Xu Zhu and Yan Ling. It was this man who brought Yan Ling back to the Shaolin Temple. Therefore, Yan Ling and Xu Zhu became brothers.
However, although Xu Zhu later became one of the best masters in the world, this does not mean that Huilun was also a master. On the contrary, Huilun's martial arts cultivation was not that great. In the world of martial arts, Huilun was probably not even considered a second-rate player.
Although Huilun's martial arts cultivation is not very strong, Yan Ling still respects him very much. After all, he has raised him up and allowed him the opportunity to learn the profound martial arts of Shaolin. As for Xu Zhu, the disciple respects his master for Xu Zhu's kind
For people with pure souls, this is a matter of course.
"kindness"
Huilun responded, then asked: "What, you have something to do with me?"
"Junior Brother Xu Ming has something to do with Master." Xu Zhu quickly replied.
Seeing Hui Lun's eyes turning to him, Yan Ling also replied respectfully: "Master, it's like this. When I was practicing Skanda Palm today, I felt a heat surge in my body, but when I felt it carefully, it was nowhere to be found.
So I want to ask Master for advice."
Yan Ling guessed that this should be a sign of the so-called "internal force" energy in this world, so he was not too worried. He was quite confident in his body control. After all, the spiritual understanding he had brought from practicing martial arts on earth could be
It's not that simple.
But Xu Zhu didn't know about Yan Ling's situation. When he heard what Yan Ling said, Xu Zhu suddenly asked worriedly: "Ah, Xu Ming, are you okay? Master, what's going on?"
There was a hint of surprise in Huilun's eyes and surprise in her tone: "It's okay, this is a good thing."
First, he comforted Xu Zhu, and then said to Yan Ling: "Xu Ming, in your case, you should have practiced Skanda Palm to the point where the inner breath is born. In this case, you and Xu Ming go back to the temple first. I will go to Luohan Hall with you.
Please explain the situation to your senior brother, and I will take you to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion in the afternoon to choose a major technique."
As expected, Yan Ling smiled slightly and said, "Thank you, Master."
"Wow, Xu Ming, you are so awesome." Xu Zhu was relieved when he heard that Xu Ming was fine, and praised Xu Ming.
"where."
Yan Ling is still very low-key, and compared to some great people, he is nothing. Not to mention Qiao Feng, who lives at the foot of Shaolin. His talent for bugs, which can be mastered immediately after being taught, is the real talent.
Very powerful.
After knowing the good news about Yan Ling, Huilun was in a good mood and said to Xu Zhu: "Xu Zhu, it's time for you to work hard. As a teacher, I don't want you to be very powerful. I just hope that you can practice martial arts well and strengthen your body."
Keep fit.”
"I understand, Master." Xu Zhu also silently replied. Whether he listened or not is another matter.
Huilun waved her hands happily and said, "Well, you can go back."
After hearing this, Yan Ling and the others bowed to Huilun again, and then walked towards the temple.
While walking, Xu Zhu asked Yan Ling.
"Xu Ming, is it fun to have inner breath in the body?"
"fine."
"You are so amazing. You have mastered inner breath so quickly."
"You can do it too."
"What kind of exercises do you want to choose to practice? I heard that our Shaolin has seventy-two unique skills."
"Let's see and then talk."
Along the way, Xu Zhu was asking questions and Yan Ling was answering. It was obvious that Yan Ling was very perfunctory and Yan Ling really had no interest in talking now.
At this time, Yan Ling's heart was occupied by the seventy-two unique skills. Although Yan Ling is also a master of martial arts on earth, this is Shaolin martial arts. This is something that many people dream of.
In China, everyone on Earth has a martial arts dream of flying over the walls, but it is just a dream. This is especially true in the eyes of a martial arts practitioner like Yan Ling. It is okay to practice martial arts to keep fit, but if you want to fly over the walls, then
It's a dream.
Now the things in the dream are about to come true. Although he has lived in this world for nearly eight years, Yan Ling is still very excited and has a vague feeling of unreality.
The waiting time is always long. While waiting for the Hui Lun, Yan Ling recalled the time when he just traveled through time. At that time, he ate and slept every day, and slept and ate. That boring time made Yan Ling want to die.
Now that I have the heart, maybe I can wear it again.
The time came in the afternoon as Yan Ling expected. At this time, Yan Ling and several young monks cleaned the courtyards of Shaolin. This was one of their few jobs. They usually practiced martial arts for half a day and chanted sutras for half a day.
, there isn’t much that can be done.
"Xu Ming, come with me."
Yan Ling, who was cleaning the fallen leaves, finally heard the voice he had been waiting for. He quickly put the broom away and loudly replied: "Yes, Master."
"Master, are we going to the Sutra Pavilion?" Yan Ling came to Huilun and asked curiously.
The Shaolin Buddhist Scripture Pavilion is famous no matter in which world it is. Not to mention the secret books in the Buddhist Scripture Pavilion, but also the people who came out of the Buddhist Scripture Pavilion, including the sweeping monk, Jue Yuan, Zhang Junbao and others.
He is a master.
Yan Ling couldn't help but be curious about such an awesome place. Not to mention getting advice from the sweeping monk, it was also exciting to see this low-key master.
By the way, Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo must have also come to Shaolin at this time. Yan Ling's thoughts kept coming and going, and he was very excited.
"kindness"
Huilun understood Yan Ling's excitement very well, and replied, "Xu Ming, when we arrive at the Buddhist Scripture Pavilion in a moment, you need to choose your future exercises. You have to be careful, because this is related to your future path."
"I understand, Master." Yan Ling replied obediently without any pressure.
After receiving a pleased look from Huilun, Yan Ling asked: "Master, is there any difference between these exercises?"
Huilun pondered for a moment and replied: "Most of the martial arts mental methods in the martial arts have different styles, such as the unpredictable changes of the Murong family in Gusu, and the Duan family in Dali's Yiyang refers to the most rigid and the most yang. And these
They all have internal skills and mental methods that match them.”
"Does it mean that if you have masculine inner strength, you can't learn feminine martial arts?" Yan Ling was a little confused. After all, he studied martial arts and had never been exposed to these things.
"No, you can learn it. It's just that if your internal strength and martial arts style are different, your power will not be able to be exerted to its maximum." Although Huilun's martial arts is not high, these martial arts common sense are quite clear.
"Okay, we're here." Huilun suddenly stood still, turned to look at Yan Ling and said, "Go in by yourself. The martial arts inside are all explained. You can go back after you have made your choice. You will be there tomorrow.
You can study in the Luohan Hall, and of course, you can also read the secrets and the notes of predecessors here."
"This is the Sutra Pavilion. It really deserves its name." Yan Ling raised his head and looked at the attic in front of him and thought to himself.
This is a three-story attic. It occupies not too much space and does not have many carvings. It just stands there quietly, but it gives people a simple and atmospheric feeling. If you listen carefully, you can also hear the sound of the nearby stream.
It adds a bit of a remote atmosphere to the Sutra Pavilion.
Yan Ling bowed to Huilun and walked slowly along the attic corridor towards the Sutra Pavilion.
When Yan Ling approached the door of the Sutra Pavilion, he suddenly realized that the Sutra Pavilion was guarded. Thinking about it, how could such an important place be unguarded? That is to say, there were too many people when watching Tian Long Ba Bu.
People here peek at the scriptures, Xiao Yuanshan, Murong Bo... It gives people the feeling that no one is guarding the scripture library. It seems that anyone can come and peek at the scriptures.
But how is this possible? No, Yan Ling was stopped by two monks as soon as he reached the door of the Buddhist Scripture Pavilion. One of them asked: "Who? What are you doing?"
Yan Ling looked at the two monks who were blocking him in front of him, and immediately reacted and replied: "Little monk Xu Ming, my master asked me to come and choose martial arts techniques."
"Who is your master?" asked another monk.
"My master's name is Huilun" Yan Ling answered truthfully.
The two monks looked at each other and nodded to Yan Ling. The monk on the left said, "Well, you can go in."
Then the monk on the right also said: "After you have chosen the mental method, don't be in a hurry to practice it. Remember to go to the Arhat Hall or your master to ask for the precautions before practicing."
"Thank you both." Yan Ling bowed to the two of them and thanked them.
Then, Yan Ling raised his head again and glanced at the plaque in front of the attic, and the three characters "Sutra Collection Pavilion" came into view again. (To be continued)