In the world of great karma, there must be martial arts of the Nine Yin and Nine Yang level, which is just right for Fang Ming to learn from the strengths of everyone today.

But there was too dangerous there. For Fang Ming, it was like a pond of deep water. I don’t know how many wild dragons and snakes were hidden. If he showed off his might and a master immediately emerged, he would be sitting on wax.

Fang Ming always acts first and then difficult.

The world of hard work must be vented, but it is definitely not now.

With the foundation of Mr. Jin's world, it is more than enough to supplement his current foundation. When he is a master, or even the gods and humans, he will naturally have to go on the horse and appreciate the vast style of doing something big!

Songshan, Shaolin.

"The old tree withered vines and old branches and leaves are still broken, which is quite a good place for the cultivation of the Qing Dynasty!"

Fang Ming was walking on the mountain road, and he was so familiar with it that he was no longer familiar with it. However, what he was familiar with was Shaolin for decades or even hundreds of years later. At this time, the mountain road was newly opened, and even the Shaolin Zen Temple was missing many buildings, which were obviously not yet built.

It was already evening class, and I could only listen to Huang Zhong Da Lu, and the sound of chanting scriptures was faintly heard.

"Shaolin Temple basically played soy sauce silently in the Legend of the Condor Heroes. At the end of the Legend of the Condor Heroes, Zen Master Wuse appeared and made a soy sauce, but he made great efforts. When it was the era of the Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber, it would once again shock the martial arts world..."

Even Fang Ming had to sigh that if the inheritance was orderly, the Shaolin Temple in Jin Yong's martial arts world would not fall for a thousand years and the door would not fall.

"Speaking of this, I have a bit of incense with this Shaolin, and it doesn't seem good to go to the door and forcefully..."

Fang Ming rolled his eyes, walked around the back of the Zen temple, and used his light skills to sneak in.

With his current martial arts, there was no one in Shaolin who could compete with him. With the light skills, he was silent and as if a gust of wind penetrated into the shadows of the halls.

He vaguely recognized the landform and sneaked quietly to the Sutra Pavilion.

Even among the Tianlong, Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan were enough to see the Sutra Pavilion guarding Wuyi. After going in to watch the scriptures for more than ten years, Fang Ming’s current martial arts are no less than the above two. At this time, Shaolin was in decline, so there is no need to explain the result.

He immediately entered the Sutra Pavilion through the window, and was as terrifying as a ghost, but the monks and novice monks who were reading had no idea at all.

"Hi! The Sutra Pavilion, I'm here again!"

Fang Ming strolled through the quaint bookshelf and took a few secret books from time to time to view them.

"Well, it's basically the same as the seventy-two unique skills in the Xiaonao period, but there are changes in a few subtle places, which is more suitable for the present... Some of the changes of later generations are right, while others are astray..."

Fang Ming built the foundation with Buddhist martial arts, and his attainments in Fan Sect's martial arts were naturally extremely profound.

Maybe he could not beat him when Bodhidharma was resurrected, but if the other fifth and sixth ancestors came back to life, they would be clear that they would not be the opponent when debating the scriptures, but just talking about martial arts was enough to beat them all over the ground.

At this time, I read a lot of books in the Sutra Library, hiding out at night, and having time left, and not limited to martial arts. It was quite pleasant to study the subtle words and experiences of Buddhist ancestors and the quotations and experiences of monks, and to make some annotations and summary from time to time.

After this skill, even though he read books at a glance and had the ability to remember everything, it took him more than ten days to complete his skills.

At this time, the monks of the Sutra Library came and went, but they didn't notice a great master swaying under their noses, treating the Shaolin monks as if nothing had happened.

"Well... I guess Han Xiaoying is going to be anxious outside..."

Fang Ming put annotations on a Buddhist scripture in his hand into a bookshelf filled with sandalwood, and saw four volumes of scriptures in the corner, named Lankavatara, and couldn't help but feel happy: "So I'm hiding here!"

He was not afraid of the visitor, and read the book whenever he had it. Under the carpet style, these four Lankavatara Sutras did not run away.

Now I took a copy in my hand and saw that next to the Sanskrit word twisted like an earthworm, there were lines of small characters, densely packed, and every word was gemed.

Fang Ming immediately came to his spirits and forced himself to remember. Soon he read a sentence in the second volume of the scriptures, "Watch the Nine Yangs and hold the One Han Yuan, this book can be called the Nine Yangs True Sutra." This Nine Yangs True Sutra is undoubtedly confirmed.

"Okay... Although there is no other way to hurt the enemy, the method of practicing internal skills is profound and profound. It is unique in the Fan Sect. It is deep and profound, not under the Yijin Sutra..."

Fang Ming's internal strength at this time was the Yijin Jing. Based on this, he promoted the Bodhicitta method of the whole body, the Arhat's magical power of subduing demons and seventy-two unique skills, such as the generals leading the entire army, with one mind and all the best, and he got the word "pure"!

In his opinion, Shaolin martial arts is like a backhand watch pattern. At this time, I have a unique insight into the Nine Yang scriptures.

"The source of the Nine Yang Divine Arts comes from the Brahma Sect, and that's not going to run away..."

Regardless of whether the pioneers of the Nine Yang True Sutra were inspired by the Nine Yin True Sutra, after looking at the functions of the Nine Yang Divine Power, we know that this skill is really closely related to Shaolin: the true qi protects the body, is similar to the Vajra Indestructible Magical Power, and is invincible to all poisons. It is even more from the Bodhicitta method. As for the advanced martial arts, it can be turned into magic after learning it, and it is definitely a copy of the Yijin Sutra!

With so many similarities and so many Shaolin martial arts characteristics, if you still say that the Nine Yang Divine Art was not created by Shaolin monks, Fang Ming would never believe it even if he died!

Fang Ming naturally gained a lot of benefits from the Nine Yang Divine Arts. He just remembered the scriptures and changed the breath of his body, and the true energy kept wandering around his limbs and bones, with soft and moist eyes, like a warm and gentle sun.

"Even if this Nine Yang Divine Art is not as pure as the Yijin Jing, it is still a martial arts in the Fanmen Sect, and the Shaolin lineage will be of great benefit to me..."

Fang Ming slowly closed the scriptures and put them back on the spot.

"Ah...you..."

Suddenly a little monk fell to the ground and exclaimed: "This donor, why are you here?"

It turned out that Fang Ming was so immersed in reading books that he had lost his investigation of the outside world and was immediately hit by this rash little monk.

"Haha... Shaolin opened the door to convenience. Since it is convenient to come and go, why can't I be here?"

Fang Ming laughed loudly, and the little monk was already shouting at the top of his throat, and there was a sudden commotion outside.

Several sounds of clothes flying came, and it was obvious that a Shaolin monk heard something wrong and rushed over quickly.

"What a sinister! He actually stole into the Sutra Pavilion!"

A gray-clothed old monk with thin bones made of lion roars and his voice was like a bell, which was quite incompatible with his figure.

"Didn't you just read your basic scriptures? I left a lot of things on it, which is more than enough for rent..."

Fang Ming twisted his index finger and smiled, as if he was sniffing flowers, and suddenly he flicked them three times.

"Fingering method of picking flowers?"

The old monk exclaimed, and then his chest stagnated and he fell to the ground.

"Little monk, remember to look at the last books I posted, there will be surprises..."

Fang Ming rushed out and touched his head when he passed by the little novice monk. The little novice monk seemed to be stupid and sat on the ground, not knowing whether he heard it.

Dangdangdang...

The bell was ringing rapidly, and many monks in Lin surrounded the Sutra Library with monk sticks. In front was Master Abbot, as well as the Bodhi Courtyard, the Precepts Court, the Arhat, and the Prajna Hall.

"Amitabha... Why did this donor trespass my Shaolin Forbidden Land?"

The Shaolin abbot was an old monk with white beard and white eyebrows. At this time, he asked in a deep voice, his voice spread from afar, and he heard from him from afar. His Shaolin internal skills were also quite profound.

"I, thanks to the favor of the Song Dynasty's official family, gave me the name of Tongwei Zi Xuanfeng Xian Zhenren, and received the errand of compiling Taoist books in the world. Today, I will come to pick up the subtle words and subtle methods of the Heavenly Venerables, Golden Immortals, Masters, and Venerables, and enrich the meaning of the scriptures. Don't blame me if you don't blame me..."

Fang Ming laughed.

The Shaolin abbot heard that Fang Ming was the real person who was personally conferred by Zi today, and his face changed. When Fang Ming said it later, his face was even more stern and said, "Buddha is Buddha, Tao is Tao. Since the real person is a Taoist master, he should naturally know that the Golden Gate Feather Guest is a false statement and should go to Avici Hell..."

Why did these monks turn a furious look when they hear Fang Ming calling Buddha Tianzun and Guanyin calling him Master? This starts with Lin Lingsu, the ancestor of Shenxiaodao, whether he was ignorant or Tao Quanzhen, first of all, but at least his deception skills are truly unparalleled in the world. He was Fang Ming's senior who was stunned by Song Huizong and became the "Daojun Emperor", and even completed the unparalleled feat of using Tao to replace Buddha!

What is "using Tao to replace Buddha"?

After Lin Lingsu gained power, he said, "The teachings harm the Tao, but now they cannot be destroyed, and they will be corrected together. The Buddha's land is changed to a palace, the Sakyamuni was changed to a heavenly lord, the Buddha was changed to a golden immortal, the Bodhisattva was changed to a great master, the Arhat was changed to a venerable, and the monk was used to a virtuous monk, all of whom were left with their heads and crowns and holding simplified."

Look, what a feat is it that someone will return all Buddhas and Guanyin to the secular world and change the way, and use the Tao to destroy the Buddha.

It should be noted that Buddhism is unified and Taoism is scattered. In history, Buddhism has far surpassed Taoism since its great prosperity. Lin Lingsu was able to do this feat, and it was difficult to change his fate against the will of heaven!

No wonder the Shaolin Buddhism was dormant when the Charming of the Condor Heroes was all dormant. It was nothing else. I really had no shame to come out to see people!

Otherwise, if someone calls me "Brother Dao", it would be even more sad than killing me!

"Haha... the abbot has 'obsession'. He is too obsessed with the appearance of the three realms and will never achieve success... You must know that the three thousand great ways will lead to the same destination. Buddha is the way! I will come to see you and other scriptures, which is natural and reasonable! "

Fang Ming laughed loudly.

"Amitabha, since the true man is proficient in Buddhist scriptures, he should naturally know that even the Buddha Tathagata is still angry with the King of the King!"

After Fang Ming said this, even if the Shaolin abbot is well-educated, he will be furious.

A monk next to him with a thorny and full of eyes could no longer bear it and shouted, "The demon who is messing around, look at the claws!"
Chapter completed!