Transmigrating into Murong Fu, may you have many children and much happiness.

After leaving the meditation room, Qiao Feng didn't know what to do or where to go, so he took on the task of taking care of Xuan Ku.

The young novice monk was still very resistant to him, and the old monks also had doubts about it, but under Xuanci's instructions, they did not say anything more.

Thus, we can see that Qiao Feng was always taking care of Xuan Ku, and he even slept by his bedside, sitting on the ground leaning against the headboard.

Although the young novice monk still didn't like him, he still brought him bedding.

Murong Fu arrived at the Sutra Repository under the guidance of a middle-aged monk.

He had heard before that the Shaolin Temple's library contained a vast collection of books, but now that he was inside, he realized that his previous imagination was far too limited.

Faced with a vast collection of books, humans appear very small.

Murong Fu was secretly relieved that he had saved Xuan Ku and was able to enter through proper channels; otherwise, he would have died without ever finding the scriptures he wanted.

No wonder it was so difficult to steal scriptures in the game in my past life. It turns out the game has lowered the difficulty.

As everyone knows, the Shaolin Temple's Sutra Repository is a treasure trove of martial arts knowledge.

It contains internal martial arts techniques, such as "Shaolin Internal Kung Fu", "Arhat Subduing Demon Kung Fu", and "Marrow Cleansing Classic".

The martial arts techniques include the "Seventy-Two Shaolin Arts", "Arhat Fist", and "Bodhidharma Swordplay".

There are also medical and poison classics such as "Shaolin Medical Classic" and "Secrets of Detoxification".

However, none of this concerned Murong Fu, who made it clear that he only wanted Buddhist scriptures.

The majority of the books in the library are Buddhist scriptures. Martial arts practitioners don't care about these, but in the eyes of Shaolin monks, these Buddhist scriptures are more important than martial arts classics because they are the foundation of a religion.

A small portion of these are rare and unique copies and their rubbings.

More commonly, there is the Tripitaka, which includes the three baskets of scriptures, rules, and treatises, such as the Diamond Sutra, the Lotus Sutra, and the Avatamsaka Sutra, which are the core scriptures of Chinese Buddhism.

It is an essential part of the daily chanting and meditation practice of Shaolin monks, and it is also the foundation of the transmission of Buddhism.

To put it simply, it's the textbook used in the compulsory education program at Shaolin Temple.

But don't underestimate these things. Shaolin martial arts have an anti-self-learning mechanism. Without the basic knowledge of Shaolin Buddhist scriptures, learning Shaolin martial arts will only harm your body, just like Xiao Yuanshan, who practiced Shaolin skills for thirty years, but his skills actually got worse and worse.

Murong Fu's purpose in coming here was very clear: to find the Lankavatara Sutra.

The Nine Yang Manual, being based on the Nine Yin Manual and a work that integrates the three religions, does not have any prerequisites for Buddhist scriptures; otherwise, Zhang Wuji would not have been able to learn it.

As far as I can remember, this eminent monk was the one who, during the Northern Song Dynasty, annotated the Nine Yang Manual in Sanskrit within the Sanskrit text of the Lankavatara Sutra at Shaolin Temple.

The spacetime of this world is somewhat disordered; I wonder if such a scripture still exists.

But even if he didn't have it, he would still look for it. So Murong Fu told the middle-aged monk that he wanted the set of classics: the Dhammapada, the Agamas, the Lotus Sutra, the Lankavatara Sutra, and the Four Practices for Entering the Path.

Furthermore, they specifically told the other party that they wanted the Sanskrit version.

The middle-aged monk was taken aback when he heard this, but he didn't say anything more. In less than half an incense stick's time, he found the five scriptures.

"Layman Murong, we have rubbings of the Dhammapada, the Lotus Sutra, and the Four Practices for Entering the Path. I can give you the rubbings directly. However, the Sanskrit versions of the Lankavatara Sutra and the Agamas are all rare copies. I can have my disciple make a copy and give it to you later."

"No need, I can do it myself."

Murong Fu would naturally not let anyone else copy it for him. What if he copied it wrong?

With Murong Fu's current strength, although he doesn't understand Sanskrit, he can guarantee that the copy will be exactly the same as the original and will never make a mistake like "主=6".

Moreover, Murong Fu used his unique scent to taint the scripture. If he discovered a problem later, he could return to Shaolin and locate the scripture by smell.

Since Murong Fu acquired the master-level medical skills, in addition to medical knowledge and experience, he also gained a sense of smell. He can easily distinguish various medicinal herbs by smell alone, and naturally, he can accurately locate the books he has marked in the vast library.

An hour later, Murong Fu finished copying the two scriptures and returned them to the middle-aged monk.

The monk even suggested finding a monk who could speak Sanskrit to teach him.

Murong Fu was tormented by foreign languages ​​in his previous life, and in this life he has vowed not to suffer any more, let alone go through the trouble of learning Sanskrit.

So I got a Sanskrit learning material to take back to my cousin for her to learn.

Nonsense, as everyone knows, her cousin is the number one AlphaGo and carbon-based DeepSeek in Tianlong. Murong Fu had already planned that the sutra would be translated after her cousin learned Sanskrit.

The eminent monk who wrote the book inserted the true sutra into the Lankavatara Sutra in Sanskrit. It is impossible for someone who does not have a deep understanding of both Buddhism and martial arts to learn the Nine Yang Manual.

But it's naturally not difficult for him in front of his cousin.

In the following days, having nothing to do, he wandered around aimlessly.

Ordinary guests would not receive such treatment, but Murong Fu had done Shaolin a great favor, and was also highly skilled in martial arts and medicine. Shaolin might need his help again sometime.

Naturally, it was a special case, and we let him see what he wanted.

The people of the Dharma Hall were afraid that if he went to watch them practice, Murong Fu would learn it from him.

Although everyone in the martial arts world knows that it is impossible to easily learn someone's martial arts skills, because martial arts skills, in addition to moves, are more importantly about mental techniques and the path of energy circulation.

But he is Murong Fu, after all. His reputation for "using their own methods against them" is so great that it's as famous as Duan Er of Dali, whose reputation is so great that even fireflies would run away covering their bottoms.

The head of the Dharma Hall was still thinking about how to refuse the other party if they came, but three days passed without seeing them.

Only after inquiring with the disciple did they learn that the other party had no interest in the senior monk's practice, but rather enjoyed teasing the junior monk.

Especially the disciple of the monk Huilun of the Arhat Hall, the young novice monk Xuzhu.

On the second day after arriving at the temple, while Murong Fu was strolling around, he saw a monk with thick eyebrows, big eyes, upturned nostrils, protruding ears, and thick lips who was out of place among his fellow monks. He was always a bit slow in doing things, and when he was humiliated, he would bow and reflect on himself in a very formal manner. When asked his name, he was indeed told that his Dharma name was Xuzhu.

So Murong Fu chased away the young monks around him and had Huilun order Xuzhu to take him sightseeing.

Knowing that Murong Fu was the benefactor who saved Master Xuanku's life and also had a fondness for Buddhism, Huilun naturally agreed.

Murong Fu then asked Xu Zhu:

"Young monk, seeing your profound knowledge of Buddhism, I have a few questions. May I ask you to answer them?"

Xu Zhu repeatedly said he dared not, and gestured to his master Hui Lun with his eyes.

Hui Lun tilted his head slightly, signaling the other person to calm down. "With your master here, what are you afraid of?"

Xu Zhu felt somewhat relieved, only to hear Murong Fu say:

"I've heard that Buddha possesses boundless power and great supernatural abilities. Could Buddha create a stone that even he couldn't lift?"