The world begins with refining skills

Chapter 183 Zhang Junbao (Subscription Request)
Mount Shaoshi is the main mountain range of the Songshan mountain range. There are seventy-two peaks in Songshan, thirty-six of which are located in Mount Shaoshi.

At the foot of the Five Breast Peaks in Shaoshi Mountain, surrounded by lush forests and water, stands a solemn and majestic temple.

A thin layer of smoke floated in the sky above the temple, shrouding the entire temple in a faint Zen fragrance.

In the backyard of Shaolin Temple, in a three-story attic, there is a boy about twelve or thirteen years old, with a pointed forehead, thin neck, broad chest, long legs, round eyes and big ears.

He was sitting cross-legged on the couch, holding a scripture in his hands and reading.

On the cover of the sutra, there are a few Indian characters written in smooth lines that look like graphs.

Although the young man was wearing a simple monk's robe, he had thick and dense black hair.

Crunch!

Just as the young man was getting more and more into his recitation and nodding his head, a black shadow suddenly pushed open the door and pounced towards the young man on the couch.

"who"

The sudden change made the young man scream in surprise, but before he could react, he was pressed on the acupoints by the person who came and could not move.

The man snatched the scripture from the young man's hand, took the other three scriptures beside him, and ran out without looking back.

This person's body movements were very unique. When he ran, his legs did not bend much, as if they were stiff. But after poking the ground, his body leaped a long distance.

This person was none other than Xiaoxiangzi, who had abandoned Mongke and fled alone on the battlefield of Xiangyang.

'It's him? ’

'It's him, that's him!'

The young man also recognized the man. This man was beaten by some Mongolian remnants in the back mountain a few days ago. It was his master who saved him and brought him into the pavilion to recuperate.

The boy was deeply impressed by this person because of his unusual appearance and figure.

"The four volumes of the Lankavatara Sutra are the original Indian version brought to the Central Plains by Bodhidharma. They are extremely precious and cannot be stolen by this person!"

In a desperate situation, the young man's abundant internal energy suddenly surged and rushed towards the blocked acupoints.

Bang!
There was a slight sound in the boy's meridians, like the sound of a cork being pulled out of a bottle, and then the boy felt that his body could move again.

"Master! Master!"

The boy ran out quickly, shouting as he ran.

Soon a gray-robed monk walked out of the meditation room not far away.

"Junbao, what happened? Why are you yelling?"

"Master!" Zhang Junbao instantly felt more confident after seeing his master, Master Jueyuan.

"The man you rescued a few days ago broke into my room, pressed my acupoints, and stole the Lankavatara Sutra!"

Zhang Junbao said hurriedly: "Then I got anxious and untied the acupuncture points. Master, let's go after him!"

"Amitabha!" Jueyuan raised his hands and chanted the Buddha's name: "These four volumes of the Lankavatara Sutra are in the original Indian text. The donor can't understand it either. It's useless to take it away."

"Master, don't think about it. If it's any later, the man will run away and the scriptures will be gone."

Seeing that his master was still wondering why Xiaoxiangzi had snatched the scriptures, Zhang Junbao hurriedly urged him.

No, the original copy of the Lankavatara Sutra cannot be lost. If the donor wants to study the Lankavatara Sutra, I also have a Chinese translation here.

Jueyuan strode into the Sutra Library, found a few sutras on the bookshelf and put them in his arms with ease, then strode out of the attic.

He picked up Zhang Junbao and ran out of the mountain.

Although Jueyuan did not know how to perform Qinggong, he had unconsciously developed an extremely profound internal skill through years of practicing the unnamed mental method he discovered in the Lankavatara Sutra.

Even if he was running like an ordinary person, he was still far ahead of many people in the martial arts world who were proficient in light skills.

Soon, the master and disciple disappeared into the forest.

In the Shaoshi Mountain, Xiaoxiangzi, whose face was as pale as a zombie, was running on the mountain path with excitement on his face.

'Nine Yang Manual, I finally found the Nine Yin Manual!'

'I never thought that the Nine Yang Manual recorded in Wang Chongyang's notes actually existed, and it was so easy for me to obtain it.'

"God really favors me, Xiaoxiangzi!"

Xiaoxiangzi recalled what happened after he escaped outside Xiangyang City that day.

In order to avoid being retaliated against by the Mongols later, Xiaoxiangzi fled the battlefield and ran all the way back to Jingzhao Prefecture, packed up his belongings and prepared to run away.

Before leaving, he suddenly had an idea and looted a lot of things from the warehouse in Jingzhao Prefecture.

Among them was a letter from Wang Chongyang, which was brought by the apostate disciples of Quanzhen Sect. The letter recorded an old story of Wang Chongyang, which mentioned the existence of Nine Yang Manual.

Originally, Xiao Xiangzi didn't really believe this. After all, if Shaolin really had such powerful martial arts, there wouldn't be no news about it in the world.

He just wanted to give it a try, but he didn't expect that he actually found the real secret book of magical skills in the Lankavatara Sutra.

Thinking back to the few words I saw in a hurry just now, they are indeed profound and exquisite.

'Just a few sentences made me feel enlightened, and some of the problems I encountered in my previous internal practice were also solved.'

"If I study this scripture thoroughly, my martial arts will surely improve by leaps and bounds, and I will be able to defeat the fierce god Mu again."

"Forget it, this person is not a human being."

Just as Xiaoxiangzi was imagining the scene after he learned the magical skills, a noisy sound of footsteps came from the front.

Xiao Xiangzi immediately became alert. Feeling guilty for having just stolen something, he subconsciously hid in the bushes by the roadside.

"No, how could someone from Shaolin Temple appear in front of me? I'm too nervous."

Xiaoxiangzi reacted as soon as he got into the bushes and couldn't help but laugh at himself.

However, he did not come out immediately. Instead, he carefully poked his head out from the bushes and looked in the direction where the sound came from.

Soon hundreds of cavalrymen appeared before his eyes. Each of them was strong, wearing light armor and holding a sword.

The chest of the armor is decorated with an embossed pattern of a tusk elephant head, and the visor of the helmet is in the shape of a ferocious dragon head.

"Dragon Elephant Guard!"

Xiao Xiangzi was shocked. He knew very well how difficult these Dragon Elephant Guards were.

The Dragon Elephant Guard is an elite force of the Daqian Town Military Department. Its main responsibility is to arrest and capture those who disobey the imperial laws.

Xiaoxiangzi was put on the wanted list of Zhenwu Division because he helped the Mongols invade Xiangyang.

Since the beginning of this year, when Daqian's troops began to recover the lost land of the Song Dynasty and incorporated the Jingzhao Prefecture area into Daqian's sphere of influence, Xiaoxiangzi has been targeted.

He had fought with the Dragon Elephant Guards several times, and Xiaoxiangzi was extremely annoyed by these tough and thick-skinned tough guys.

Even though they are only wearing light armor, it is very sturdy. In addition, the martial arts practiced by the Dragon Elephant Guards are also biased towards the defense of internal energy.

He is simply the nemesis of people in the underworld.

If there were only seven or eight Dragon Elephant Guards, Xiaoxiangzi could easily deal with them, but these reckless men would always send out more than twenty people each time.

Sharp blades and strong armor, combined into a battle formation, are enough to deal with the vast majority of martial artists in the world.

Coupled with the insidious hidden weapons and poisons, even Xiaoxiangzi would not dare to be careless.

That is to say, there are not many of them, otherwise, no one in this world would be alive.

'How come these embryo killers are here?'

"Did those bald monks from Shaolin Temple provoke them?"

Xiao Xiangzi guessed in his heart, carefully retracted his head, and crouched even lower. No matter what the reason was, it had nothing to do with him. He just wanted to leave Shaoshi Mountain safely and find a place to practice the Nine Yang Magic Skill.

"General, the mountain road ahead is rugged and not conducive to the horses. We have to dismount and walk."

A Dragon Elephant Guard who was leading the way in front turned back to the rear of the team and reported to Mu Qingjin.

Upon hearing this, Mu Qingjin rode his horse forward and came to the front of the team. Looking towards the Shaolin Temple not far away, he could already see the shadowy silhouette of the temple.

"Such a magnificent temple must have cost so much money."

"As a monk, one should be free from all desires. It is obvious that these monks are all fake monks."

Mu Qingjin raised his hand and waved towards the sky, and soon a black crow landed and stood on the head of Mu Qingjin's horse.

After calling out to her a few times, it flew up again and soon began to hover above a bush.

"Why don't you leave?"

Xiao Xiangzi became anxious after listening to the Longxiang Guards who had been silent for a while.

At this moment, Xiaoxiangzi heard the sound of people dismounting from horses, followed by the sound of fast footsteps.

"I'm finally leaving. Dragon Elephant Guard, wait until I have mastered the Nine Yang Manual to perfection. If you ruffians dare to provoke me again, I will let you know how powerful I, Xiao Xiangzi, am."

Xiaoxiangzi swore secretly in his heart.

'etc! '

'Why are the footsteps getting louder?'

As the footsteps became louder and louder, Xiaoxiangzi suddenly felt a darkness above his head and the footsteps stopped.

"Gudu!"

Xiao Xiangzi swallowed deeply, and with a glimmer of hope, he carefully raised his head.

A dozen ferocious dragon-head masks were facing him. Behind the men in the dragon-head masks were a woman in white and hundreds of dragon and elephant guards.

"Well, I was just passing by. I have nothing to do with Shaolin Temple."

Xiaoxiangzi spoke nervously. He already had a hard time dealing with twenty or thirty Dragon Elephant Guards, let alone the hundreds here.

"Xiaoxiangzi? Why are you here?" a loud voice rang out among the crowd.

Xiao Xiangzi looked in the direction of the voice and saw a simple, honest and dull face.

"Ma Guangzuo?"

Xiaoxiangzi exclaimed in surprise, he didn't expect to meet this old acquaintance here.

No, how did you get into the Dragon Elephant Guard?
We were all in the Mongolian camp originally. Why am I on the wanted list of the Dragon Elephant Guard and being hunted down, while you, with your thick eyebrows and big eyes, got in?
Xiaoxiangzi was filled with dissatisfaction, and Ma Guangzuo's subsequent words made him want to strangle the other person even more.

"Grand Commander, this Xiaoxiangzi is not a good person. He has done many evil things."

"He probably has some conspiracy here, let's arrest him first."

Xiaoxiangzi's eyes suddenly widened. They were old colleagues, so there was no need to stab each other in the back as soon as they met, right?

Although he was complaining in his heart, Xiaoxiangzi moved quickly. He jumped up and rushed towards the woman in white.

Judging from Ma Guangzuo's address, this woman should be the leader of this team. She is standing so close, not wearing armor, and so young.

Isn’t this a good hostage that comes right to your door?

He was about to despair, but he didn't expect there was still a chance of survival.

"Sure enough, God is kind to me, Xiaoxiangzi."

Noticing Xiao Xiangzi's actions, the Dragon Elephant Guards in front of Mu Qingjin hurriedly protected her and raised their swords to chop at her.

Xiaoxiangzi wielded the mourning stick in his hand and easily hit the blade of the knife, deflecting it and not taking the opportunity to attack the Dragon Elephant Guard.

With a step, his body stiffened and strangely passed behind several Dragon Elephant Guards and rushed towards the unresponsive Mu Qingjin.

"Thief!"

Ma Guangzuo roared and swung the copper stick in his hand towards Xiaoxiangzi on the head. The force was so great that a humming sound was heard in the air.

Seeing this, Xiaoxiangzi did not take it head-on. Instead, he bounced again, avoiding Ma Guangzuo's copper stick, and at the same time swung the mourning stick in his hand at Ma Guangzuo in the air.

Dense poisonous sand flew out from the mourning stick and splashed towards Ma Guangzuo, covering the area within three feet around him.

"mean!"

Ma Guangzuo yelled angrily and kept backing away to avoid the attack of the poisonous sand.

After defeating Ma Guangzuo, there was no more obstacle between Xiaoxiangzi and Mu Qingjin.

Xiao Xiangzi grabbed Mu Qingjin's neck with his big hand, but Mu Qingjin still didn't react.

"As I expected, he is the son of a rich and powerful man. He hasn't reacted yet."

Seeing that his fingers were about to touch the neck of the woman in white, Xiaoxiangzi's mouth curled up slightly.

Bang!
However, in the next moment, Xiaoxiangzi felt a huge impact coming from the neck of the woman in white.

Click!

Caught off guard, Xiaoxiangzi's fingers suddenly bent back and all five fingers were broken.

"Protective Qi? How is that possible?"

Xiaoxiangzi's eyes almost popped out. If he wanted to use true Qi to protect his body, not only did he have to practice his internal skills to a very high level, but he also had to have a very strong internal Qi.

Xiaoxiangzi himself couldn't do this. How could this woman in white be only sixteen or seventeen years old have such a strong internal energy?

Xiao Xiangzi was so shocked that his movements were a little slow, but Mu Qingjin immediately slapped Xiao Xiangzi lightly on the chest with his palm.

Bang!
Xiaoxiangzi's figure suddenly flew out like a ball, drew an arc in the air, and fell heavily to the ground.

It lifted up a bit, looking very naughty, and then stopped moving.

As soon as Xiaoxiangzi's body fell to the ground, a Dragon Elephant Guard went up and dragged his body back.

At this time, Xiaoxiangzi's bones, muscles and internal organs were all injured, and he was dying with only one breath left.

"your."

As soon as Xiaoxiangzi uttered two words, he saw a pair of bright and sparkling eyes that were radiant with divine light.

After a while, Xiao Xiangzi took his last breath, and four volumes of scriptures appeared in Mu Qingjin's hands.

"Is this the Lankavatara Sutra that father talked about?" Mu Qingjin flipped through the sutra in his hand curiously.

Although she did not recognize the Indian language, she was sure she knew the Chinese characters between the cracks in the scriptures.

"Let him be strong, the breeze blows over the hills. Let him be arrogant, the bright moon shines over the river."

"It is indeed the Nine Yang Manual"

After flipping through a few scriptures, Mu Qingjin nodded affirmatively.

The Nine Yang Manual, which is extremely precious to Xiaoxiang, is just one of the reference materials for Mu Qingjin to study martial arts.

He threw the Lankavatara Sutra to Ma Guangzuo for safekeeping, just as Mu Qingjin was about to order the Dragon Elephant Guards to set off.

A gray-robed monk came running from the other end of the mountain road, carrying a young man.

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