Gu Yan's heart was depressed, but he didn't know his girlfriend's side, and he made the chicken jump.

Shaolin Temple, Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

This Tibetan scripture hall was rebuilt 30 years ago. It is an important attraction in the temple and it is usually open to the public. With a total area of ​​over 600 square meters and a total of three floors, it is a modern library. Divided into "Shaolin Temple", "religion", "philosophy", "social science" and other categories, there are reading rooms, Jingcang intensive rooms and ancient book rooms.

A Buddhist event is being held today, and the full-time monks are attending. Only a gatekeeper monk is left downstairs.

Xiaozhai turned directly to the second floor, but saw the deserted and empty hall. She was blindfolded and sneaked a few laps, disappointed.

"How about a sweeping monk? How happy is the bodhisattva? Is it difficult to get close to my mother? Why not even a hair?"

She murmured, there was no way, except for the high bookshelves and scrolls of classics, Shenma did not find it. It even said that there was a multimedia electronic display, which was hung on the main hall wall, flashing PPT commentary.

Please!

You are a Shaolin aunt, a Zen ancestor! It's quite illegal and easy to do such modern things?

She shook her head, turned around the corridor a few times, and reached a special small hall.

"what?"

Xiaozhai's eyes brightened, and he saw a white jade reclining buddha more than two meters long, exquisite in appearance, and exquisite lines, lying on the side of the lotus bed. Next to the reclining Buddha is a closed wooden door with a famous brand: the ancient book room.

"Amitabha, bother!"

She arched her hands at the reclining Buddha, pretending to be true. Immediately, as soon as she twisted her body, she jumped more than half a meter high, and her little hand shot at the surveillance camera on the door. The camera crunched and was scrapped instantly.

Immediately after that, she affixed to the wooden door again, her palm was locked with a click, and it snapped!

This ancient book room is the center of the Tibetan Classics Pavilion. It has a lock inside and outside, which requires two people to hold two keys at the same time. However, she dismantled violently and pushed in easily.

There are also a lot of books in it. At a glance, they are all vicissitudes of history. The best thing is that a cabinet is marked with the song: "Six hundred volumes of Prajna Paramita", which is a treasure of the town.

Xiaozhai was not interested in these, skipped the scriptures directly, and only searched for cheat books.

"Twelve sit like a body."

"Bodhi knife."

"Dapumen stick."

She swept across the rows, and suddenly she reached out and pulled out a yellowed and worn out ancient book, with three large characters on the title page, "Yi Jin Jing"!

"Well, there really is Yi Jin Jing!"

Xiaozhai suddenly became interested, and this book became famous, especially after being evolved by countless novels and film and television dramas, it added a lot of legendary colors.

A random search on the Internet is full of "Yi Jin Jing" cheats, it is difficult to distinguish between true and false. Of course, Shaolin Temple has never been made public.

With a strong ba and gua heart, she opened the book and saw that the open book read:

"The Buddha's intention is that he who has attained the right fruit has two basic foundations: one is to be clear and the other is to be replaced ... the person who is cleared from the cloud is to wash the marrow;

That's not much to say, keep looking down, see you again:

"The changer is the way of yin and yang. The change is easy to change. Although the change of yin and yang exists, the change of yin and yang actually belongs to people. The sun and the moon in the pot, the yin and yang on the palm ..."

Ok?

Xiaozhai touched his chin. Is this a Buddhist scripture? Buddhist scriptures tell me yin and yang?

And then, the more she looked, the more amazing, and the more she looked at the three views:

"Mrs. is a body with five internal organs and six internal organs, four limbs and one outer body, inner energy and spirit, and outer bones and flesh."

"Easy tendon is the first to refining the membrane. Refining the membrane is mainly to refining the gas. However, many people do not know this membrane. It cannot be the membrane of the fat membrane, but also the membrane of the fascia. The fat membrane, the contents of the cavity. The fascia, Bone foreign matter too. "

"This method must first practice the tangible, as the intangible ... the tangible body must have the intangible air.

After a short while, Xiao Zhai looked at this summary, and she was very aggressive. incredible! The ancients more than a thousand years ago knew the film? ? ? ?

She knows a lot about the historical anecdotes of Daomen, but she is not familiar with Buddhism. At present, the most common saying is that "Yi Jin Jing" was written by the master of Dharma, but as far as she sees, go **** eggs!

What kind of yin and yang, spirit, spirit, tangible body, intangible air ... This is obviously a Taoist concept!

She turned it back again. The booklet was very thin, with more than a dozen pages of theoretical narratives. However, the pages of the book were abruptly incomplete, as if someone had deliberately torn it off.

"Shaolin, oh no, the water of the entire Buddhist gate is very deep ..."

She murmured, her eyes flashing and bright.

Let's start with a timeline. Buddhism came from the east of the Han Dynasty. Wei Boyang just wrote the Book of Changes in the Book of Changes, and for the first time explained Jin Dan's theory. In the North and South Dynasties, Dharma crossed east. Then, in the Tang Dynasty, Xuanzang traveled westward, and Buddhism was completely localized.

Then, Lu Dongbin introduced the Buddhism theory to lay the Jindan system. The Quanzhen religion in the Song dynasty, Jin Dan is the Taoism of the world ... and this eccentric "Yi Jin Jing", which is based on the name of the Buddha, is the Taoist theory throughout ...

Huh!

Xiaozhai couldn't figure out, simply pulled out his big cell phone, and clicked and took a few photos, ignoring the boyfriend's missed call, and then shut down again.

She put the book away and was about to turn around again, listening to the sound of footsteps outside.

"Snoring ... snoring ..."

A fat monk wearing a yellow monk robe went up to the second floor in a panic. He watched the door alone, and he was pulling his card, but he looked up coldly, oh my oh, a surveillance screen is black, or the most ancient book room.

After he climbed up, he went straight to the room without looking at the camera.

"Oh!"

When he touched the solid wooden door, he flickered open. The monk was excited, and saw the window on the right opened wide. This is a thief!

He hurried to the window and just saw a masked man walking downstairs, just like fluttering.

The monk was a monk first. He had the daring footsteps of time and space chaos. And a second later, he reacted and shouted like a mental retard: "Catch the thief! Catch the thief!"

…………

"Miaoyin Guanyin. The Sanskrit sounds of the sea tide. The victory over the other world sounds. It is necessary to read often ... with all virtues. Mercy eyes see sentient beings. Blessings gather in the sea, so it should be a gift ..."

In the front of the Noble Heroes' Hall, Shi Mingzong is still recitation of the Buddhist scriptures with two orders of the masses and Shifang good faith. "Pumenpin" has reached the end, and two more paragraphs are about to end. At this moment, I suddenly heard the noise buzzing behind me.

This sound overshadowed the Buddhist music and spread to the ears of Shi Mingzong. He glanced over his head and Jiansi frowned, and had to get up to look.

"Who lost something, why are there thieves?"

"It seems to be shouting from behind. What's going on?"

The fat monk's throat was clearly heard by tourists outside. Some people who were already bored immediately became energetic and turned around to watch.

Across the large courtyard, in the shadow of a tall tree, I saw a figure leaping from the upper floor and landing unharmed. The man turned around like a lightweight raccoon, slipping around the Tibetan Pavilion, disappearing in an instant.

On the left and right sides, Hulah ran out of the monks and chased back together.

"Who is that female bodhisattva? She even ran into Shaolin at night!"

"How do you know it's a woman?"

"Look at your hair! Lying down, this trip hasn't come in vain, and you can still look at martial arts characters this year!"

Everyone talked a lot, and the mood was so high. This force, I can pretend for a year ...

At this time, it was dark and the lights in the temple were on. Xiaozhai walked on the green brick floor and looked back from time to time.

A group of big monks chased each other to death or to live, always keeping a distance of ten meters. After running for a while, one person suddenly said, "Brother, she seems to be running behind the mountain."

"Back Mountain?"

The headed person was pleased and said: "Call and ask the monk monastery to help!"

The Shaolin Temple has a monk's house, which is located in the back of the mountain. The predecessor was a specialized institution for training monks, but in modern society, it becomes a martial arts school or the like.

Most of the monks in the nursing homes got their jobs from there and immediately contacted the other party to ask for support.

Good guy!

For a moment, the hustle and bustle of the quiet Houshan started to burst into enthusiasm. There were more than twenty people wearing slick heads and holding weapons such as sticks and sticks. Wu Yangyang started searching the mountains.

This group of people practice martial arts all day long, their energies burst out and they have no way to vent. As soon as I heard it, hey, he was so brave that he came to Shaolin Temple to steal, and he went to the jungle in minutes.

"Over there, over there! You go!"

"How many people? I heard seven or eight, this is a gang!"

"Now this thief can, dare to come here to steal something, let me catch it, and see if I don't take him ... hey, where is it!"

One man, holding a stick and snarling through the grass, screamed and pointed in one direction. The crowd froze, and sure enough, a slender figure passed by.

The young monk who was a teenager recently got rushing with blood and rushed past.

"Don't run! Don't run!"

He chased and shouted, and after just walking a few steps, the thief seemed to listen to his voice tenderly, and actually stopped to look back.

"Yo, the little monk is handsome."

Ok?

Under his stunned gaze, the man flew over like a ghost. A pair of bright eyes like Xinghe looked at themselves and shook his head: "It's a bit rough, or my old Gu Guenen ... I won't fight with you, let's play by myself."

After that, the man looked like a ghost again, and disappeared into the forest without any trace ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ The child stayed like a chicken, watching the other person disappear.

He has been practicing martial arts for three years now, and he always feels that he is a fool, and he is undecided to quit. But at this moment, life is full of hope.

"rustle!"

"rustle!"

Xiaozhai lifted his breath, tapped continuously under his feet, and flew away from the crowd in an instant. She wanted to go down the mountain, but she seemed lost, out of the usual hospital range, and broke into a quiet forest.

She made a slight identification, pinpointed the south, and started running again.

Let's say that she ran over thousands of miles to see the dynamics of Buddhism, and it was better to meet a few masters. As a result, they were disappointed and frustrated. The Buddhist monks were extravagant and exaggerated than the Taoist monks.

But fortunately, it's a bit of a harvest. The Yi Jin Jing is really weird, so you need to check it.