Chapter 231 I have been there and someone died

   "He was able to comprehend the mysteries in such a palm technique without any guidance. He is really a genius!" The monk couldn't help but sighed after hearing this.

   "The world is so big, there are always a few talented people. This time is also an opportunity for our Faxing Temple. After so many years, no one in our Faxing Temple has been able to practice this great vajra palm to the strength and smoothness.

  This benefactor will stay here for one day, this is a rare opportunity for you, you should take advantage of it. "

   "Yes, Uncle Abbot."

  In the evening, after eating the fast meal, Wang An walked around the Faxing Temple alone.

  The thousand-year-old temple, because there are tourists and monks practicing martial arts during the day, the whole temple is very lively. At night, there is only the sound of monks chanting sutras in this temple, and the whole temple suddenly becomes quiet, completely different from the daytime.

   "This is the real temple." Wang An felt that the temple should be a relatively quiet place.

  If the external environment is uneasy, the heart will be uneasy. If the heart is not peaceful, how can we practice Zen and practice the Tao?

  Ancient temples in deep mountains, some temples and Taoist temples are built in deep mountains, old forests, inaccessible places, in order to seek a "quiet" word

  Wang An simply started to practice kung fu in this temple, comprehending the power circulation method of the golden bell jar, but after a while, he felt several eyes falling on him in the dark, and there were monks watching him around him. After a while, a monk came forward.

   "Amitabha, disturb the donor."

   "Zen Master."

  This monk, Wang An, has seen him before. He is one of the fifteen monks who listened to him explaining Vajra Chan Palm today. Although he looks relatively young, he has practiced Vajra Chan Palm for more than seven years.

   "The poor monk has a question and wants to ask the benefactor."

   "Zen Master, please speak."

   "What is the next level after the vajra palm is practiced to the strength and harmony?"

  Today when he was having dinner, he heard that the young benefactor in front of him made a copper bell in the temple ring continuously with a single palm strike, like a wooden stake hitting it.

   "Splitting palm strength." Wang Andao.

   "Is there any trick?" The monk then asked.

   "The trick?"

  Wang An looked at the monk in front of him, and really didn't know how to tell him. Because the trick is related to true qi. The monk's strength has not yet been perfected, and he doesn't know when he will be able to develop his true energy.

   "It depends on the chance." After a moment of silence, Wang An said such a sentence. The monk was slightly startled when he heard this.

   "A chance?" He looked up at the sky.

   "Did the benefactor develop the legendary true energy?" asked another question. Wang An smiled and nodded.

   "Sure enough, after strength is true qi, is it necessary to develop true qi to practice splitting palm strength? May I ask what is true qi?"

   "Zhenqi, a special kind of energy."

   "Special energy, how to generate it?"

   "The Zen Master seems to have asked too much." After speaking, Wang An looked at the monk in front of him with a smile.

  Wang An is not a monk in the temple, so there is no need to answer so many questions from this monk, and sometimes it is not necessarily a good thing to know too much. The level of true qi is still a bit far away for the monk in front of him. What he has to consider now is how to send and receive the power of the Vajra Palm training freely and smoothly.

   "Amitabha, it's the poor monk who is too greedy. Thank you, the benefactor." The monk clasped his hands together and said in a low voice, then turned and left.

  The night is getting darker, and there are only a few houses in the whole temple with lights on, and most of the monks have turned off their lights to rest.

  Wang An was alone in a guest room, lying on the bed thinking about how to circle around with strength, and after a while, he also turned off the lights and went to sleep.

  In the middle of the night, a figure quietly came outside the Buddhist scriptures pavilion, came to a window, took out an object from his arms, and inserted it into the gap of the window. After a while, the window opened with a creak, and he slipped inside, and then closed the window gently.

  After entering the Sutra Pavilion, he tried his best to enter the secret room inside, which contained the real secret books of Faxing Temple's exercises.

  The moment he came in, he saw a figure in a trance.

   "Anyone else?"

  Suddenly a figure approached him in the dark night, he hurriedly raised his hand to block, and the two figures flashed past.

   "Dragon Claw Hand, are you a monk from Faxing Temple?!"

  The next morning, Wang An woke up early, wandered around the monastery after eating the fast meal, and then began to practice the golden bell jar in Faxing Temple.

  First of all, let the strength be coherent, let them rotate, and draw a circle. This seems very simple to say, but it is actually very difficult to do. You need to mobilize the muscles of the body.

   It can be said that this exercise is one of the most difficult exercises in the entire Faxing Temple.

  At the very beginning, Wang An also needed constant experimentation, but his whole body strength has been practiced to the point where he can send and receive freely. Coupled with the influence of the concept of Tai Chi exercises, it is easier to practice than those previous exercises.

  In the morning, several monks came to ask Wang An for advice, and he did not hide his secrets, and explained seriously.

   Just before lunch, Wang An saw several monks leaving in a hurry. Soon he heard the news from other monks that a monk's body was found in the Buddhist scripture pavilion, and he was killed by others.

  Zhan Master Deguang's face was ugly.

   "Brother, this monk should have been killed by the Vajra Palm."

   "Great Vajra Palm, why did he appear in the secret room, where did he get the key, and why didn't the security system outside call the police?"

   "We found a special electronic device on his body, which can interfere with the alarm system. In addition, we found a key on his body, which should be compounded."

   "How many years has he been in the temple?"

   "Five years."

   "Five years, it's not too short. Unexpectedly, there is an internal thief in our Faxing Temple. He has already planned. There is another person besides him. Did you lose something?"

   ""Golden Bell Jar" and "King Kong Indestructible Magic" are two exercise secret books. Brother, could it be that Wang An?"

   "Probably not. Immediately summon all the monks in the temple to ask who left the meditation room last night, and call a reliable disciple to search their residences one by one."

   "Brother, what do you mean those two secret books are still in the temple?"

   "I hope." Zen Master Deguang said with a sigh.

  After they reported the case, people from the Security Bureau quickly arrived at the temple and also intervened in the investigation of the case.

  Wang An found Zen Master Deguang in the afternoon and was about to leave here. Before he entered the Zen room, he happened to hear them talking about the Sutra Pavilion incident.

   After the monks were invited to pass on to the meditation room, apart from Zen Master Deguang, there were several other monks, and these were the heads of each courtyard of Faji Temple.

   "Amitabha, is the donor here to say goodbye?"

   "Exactly, I can get what I want this time, thank you Master."

  Hearing that Wang An was leaving, the expressions of the other Zen masters changed, and each of them hesitated to speak.

   "The donor is polite, can there be any gains?" Zen Master Deguang said calmly.

   "It's quite rewarding." Wang An nodded.

   "Does the benefactor know that a monk died in the Sutra Pavilion last night, and our Faxing Temple lost two ancient books on exercises?" Finally, a monk couldn't help but ask.

   "Heard something."

   "The ones I lost were "Golden Bell Jar" and "King Kong Indestructible Magic", which happened to be the two ancient books that the benefactor read in the scripture pavilion yesterday."

  Oh, Wang An was slightly taken aback after hearing this, but he didn't know about it.

"coincidence!"

   He had just read those two ancient books, and they were stolen that night. This is indeed too coincidental.

   "If Zen Master Abbot doesn't mind, I would like to stay and help." Wang An, who was about to leave, heard that he had lost these two exercises, so he also changed his mind.

   "Oh, but is there any good way to find out who stole the scriptures?"

   "No, I'm just trying my best." Wang Andao, the man might have fled far away at this time, if the man is still in this monastery at this time, he may find it, but it is only possible.

   In this way, Wang An stayed again, and he even made a special trip to the Buddhist scripture pavilion.

   "Senior brother, is it because this person stays uneasy and kind?"

   "Hey, my brother was too worried. With this person's cultivation base, if he wanted to **** the two scriptures, it would not take such a big effort. The real culprit of this matter must be someone else." Chan Master Deguang said.

   Now that he already knew Wang An's identity, he had doubted Wang An at the very beginning, so he asked someone to investigate Wang An's identity.

   Sure enough, it was the same one, and now Wang An was on the special attention list of the Special Affairs Bureau. The capital headquarters has already issued a special order. No matter where Wang An is found, the first thing to pay attention to is not to conflict with him, and then report the other party's whereabouts as soon as possible.

  Although Zen Master Deguang is in the Zen temple, he is very well informed about the news, and he has heard a little about the things in the capital.

  Based on the other party’s methods, if they had come for those two scriptures from the beginning, there was no need to go through such a big effort and just rush into the scripture storage pavilion to **** the scriptures.

  In order to investigate the murder of monks in Faxing Temple and the theft of scriptures, all the pilgrims who stayed at the temple last night did not leave, and need to cooperate with the investigation. The mountain gate is also closed, and no other tourists will be received until this matter is investigated.

  This approach also caused dissatisfaction among many pilgrims.

   "When will this be found out? If we can't find out, can we not go down the mountain?"

   "I heard that we still need to search for bags."

   "Why?"

  Wang An walked around the temple after he came out of the Sutra Pavilion.

  (end of this chapter)