Chapter 225 Shaolin Temple, You Have No Martial Ethics!

"Your Shaolin Sutra Temple is quite spectacular." Yang Sheng said in a low voice,

obviously he was very satisfied with the huge Sutra Temple in front of him, which covered an area of ​​nearly ten miles.

"It is much better looking than the pyramid in Wudang Mountain." Master Xuyun was still in shock and wiped the sweat from his head.

When he heard that Yang Sheng, the immortal, was praising their Shaolin Sutra Temple, he immediately felt full of glory.

"Amitabha, the immortal has a good vision. Our Shaolin Sutra Temple has a history of nearly a thousand years since it was rebuilt.

If we trace it back further, it is tens of millions of years of history."

"Tell me something useful." Yang Sheng smoked a cigarette and said lightly. Master Xuyun shuddered all over, not caring about Amitabha, and hurriedly said, "Please calm down, Immortal, our Sutra Repository originally had six floors. You have also heard about the previous catastrophe. The scriptures on the sixth floor have been washed away." Master Xuyun couldn't help but sighed when he said this, "Shaolin's peerless Heart Sutra, Mahavairocana Sutra, and the Wuxiang Seal Method are all broken and incomplete." "The real unique copy has been looted, and we can only restore a copy based on the marks of our predecessors." Yang Sheng also felt a little sorry and asked, "The two techniques you mentioned , I am not very familiar with it. "

"But I heard that your Shaolin has a move called: Tathagata Palm?"

Master Xuyun nodded, "The Immortal really knows some secrets of Shaolin.

Yes, Tathagata Palm is the most powerful move among the four seals in the Wuxiang Seal.

In the ancient times, Bodhidharma used this palm to suppress thousands of evil demons. "

Master Xuyun mentioned this, and a trace of yearning appeared on his face.

At the same time, he looked at Yang Sheng and couldn't help but sigh that the immortal in front of him was the one who could most reach the realm of the ancient times.

Yang Sheng nodded,

He didn't feel much regret in his heart.

With the rubbings, relying on his system, there might be a chance to make up for it.

"Squeak."

Yang Sheng pushed open the door of the Sutra Library.

What came into view was not the mountains and seas of scriptures, but a huge golden statue of Buddha.

The five aspects are perfect, sitting upright in the Hall of Bright Heart, similar to a bodhisattva, in the form of a celestial being, wearing a crown of five wisdoms.

The upper body of the Buddha is decorated with bracelets, armlets, necklaces and other ornaments, and his hands are in the mudra of wisdom.

The index finger of his left hand is stretched out, and he holds it with the palm of his right hand. The color of his whole body is pure and white.

"Amitabha!"

When Yang Sheng saw this Buddha, he felt as if he was enlightened by thousands of Buddha lights.

He actually developed Buddha nature in his heart and wanted to convert to Buddhism.

"Such a powerful Buddhist Dharma."

Yang Sheng was shocked.

Master Xuyun held his hands forward and said respectfully, "This is the statue of Mahavairocana, the first generation patriarch of Shaolin.

The Mahavairocana Sutra was created by Mahavairocana."

Yang Sheng nodded, and a sense of respect rose in his heart.

Just this Buddha nature that has remained for nearly ten million years has such power.

It is hard to imagine that if Mahavairocana himself came here, I am afraid that the entire Fengyuan Sea Star would collapse.

He Yang Sheng would not worship Buddha, but it does not mean that he does not respect Buddha.

"I am here to find my Buddha nature. I will use this treasure for a little while. Thank you."

In a moment.

The statue of Mahavairocana in front of him actually lit up with a Buddha light in his eyes.

It was gone in a flash, and even Yang Sheng did not notice it.

"The immortals can browse freely in the pavilions of the Sutra Repository. I, who am about to die, will not waste the immortals' time."

"Wuxin, you stay and follow the immortals to help introduce them."

From behind the Buddha statue,

a bald little head popped out.

A little monk, about five or six years old, ran out cautiously,

"Yes, Master."

Master Xuyun retreated directly.

Before leaving, he winked at the little monk.

Wuxin ran out timidly, looked up at Yang Sheng cautiously,

and shouted,

"God. Hello, immortal."

Yang Sheng smiled meaningfully. He naturally did not need anyone to introduce him.

But he looked up to Master Xuyun.

These Buddhist practitioners still have an open mind.

Master Xuyun naturally understood that rather than leaving Wuxin to introduce Yang Sheng,

he actually wanted Yang Sheng to give Wuxin some tips when he was reading the Buddhist scriptures.

For a deity like Yang Sheng, even a little understanding of Buddhism is a great opportunity for Wu Xin.

Xu Yun couldn't have failed to understand this, but he gave the opportunity to his disciple.

"God, where should I introduce you?"

The little monk Wu Xin stared with big eyes.

He is the son of Buddhism, the one with the best talent and Buddha nature discovered by Xu Yun, and the son of Buddhism who is expected to revitalize Buddhism.

He was five or six years old, wearing a big cassock, holding his hands in front of him, pretending to be an old monk, and asked him carefully.

Yang Sheng thought it was a little funny, and was too lazy to argue with a child.

"No, you stay aside."

The little monk Wu Xin blinked his eyes, looking a little disappointed, thinking that the deity thought he was too young.

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"Bang bang."

Yang Sheng stood in front of a bookshelf and waved his right hand.

An entire row of bookshelves were floating in the sky.

Yang Sheng sat cross-legged in the sky,

The Buddhist books around him were filled with Buddhist light, and he was flipping through them at an extremely fast speed.

When the little monk realized his heart, everyone was dumbfounded.

When had he ever seen this method of flipping through books? He could flip through an entire book in one breath.

Is Shangxian reading a book? Can he remember it?

Even for his holy son, it usually takes one to two days to fully understand a Buddhist scripture. If it is a profound Buddhist scripture, it will take even longer.

His speed of enlightenment was praised by Master Xuyun as a Buddhist genius that is rare to see in thousands of years.

However, in front of Yang Sheng, he suddenly felt like a weak chicken.

"Swish, swish, swish!!"

The book-turning wind keeps reading,

There are books in circles, glowing with golden light, and they are constantly flipped through.

Yang Sheng's eyes seemed to be filled with two rays of light, shooting down all over the sky.

The finished books flew back to the bookshelf intact like snowflakes.

"Can the Immortal remember the content? Can he understand the Sanskrit language of the Buddhist scriptures above?"

At first Wu Xin thought this was something impossible.

However,

He saw that golden Buddha light gradually spread on Yang Sheng's body.

The figure behind seemed to be a huge Buddha figure, slowly condensing.

"Gods and Buddhas are coming!!"

Wu Xin's eyes widened, and his pupils were shaking.

He looked at Yang Sheng's light and felt a mysterious and mysterious understanding spread to his heart.

It was as if there was a huge Buddha telling him the essence of Buddhism and what Buddhism was.

The little monk was so enlightened that he sat cross-legged on the ground.

There was also a layer of light rising slightly on his body.

If Master Xuyun saw this scene, he would probably be so shocked that his eyes would fall to the ground.

Outside Songshan Mountain.

Boom boom boom!

The ground seems to be shaking

Groups of burly men riding giant bulls rushed to the foot of Songshan Mountain.

The one at the front, wearing armor, was holding a huge iron spear.

Jumping to the ground with a roar,

Seeing the high Songshan Mountain, he burst out laughing,

"We are the first sect to arrive in Shaolin!!"

"Everyone obeys the order and rushes to the Shaolin Temple with me. To pay homage to the white-robed immortal!"

Temuhan led the disciples of the ancient giant sect behind him and wanted to rush to Songshan Mountain.

result.

"Bang!"

A huge light barrier shrouded it.

Temuhan took many steps back, and all the remaining disciples were knocked away.

Temuhan sat on the ground and was helped up by the disciples behind him.

He was stunned and yelled,

"I'm so stupid, Shaolin Temple, you don't respect martial ethics!"

"Those thieves and bald donkeys actually closed the mountain! Ahhhhhhhhhh, you are so unconscionable, do you Shaolin people still have a f**king conscience?"

Aoao is just a scolding.