The Smiling, Proud Wanderer, Becomes a Disciple of Yue Buqun

Fang Sheng thought about the difficulty of practicing Yi Jin Jing and nodded.

The Yi Jin Jing is a secret book of Buddhist martial arts. If one does not have extremely profound Buddhist practice, it is impossible to practice it. One needs to see through the self and others. Over the hundreds of years in the Shaolin Temple, countless monks have wanted to comprehend the martial arts in the Yi Jin Jing but have found it difficult to master it.

"The Yi Jin Jing is the supreme martial art of our Buddhist sect. Apart from the founder Bodhidharma and the second patriarch Huike, I am the only one who has mastered it. So what if I give him half of it?"

"After Bodhidharma created the Yi Jin Jing, the only other person who could master it was Hui Ke. Hui Ke did not figure out the secret at the beginning, until he met a Buddhist monk more than 20 years later. The two of them studied the Yi Jin Jing for 49 days before he understood the Buddhist teachings. Twelve years later, he met a young man who talked with him for three days and three nights before he completely understood the Yi Jin Jing. This shows how difficult the Yi Jin Jing is."

Fang Zheng smiled faintly.

Fang Sheng bowed his head and said, "Brother Abbot is a genius. He has mastered the Yi Jin Jing, which no one in my Shaolin Temple has been able to master for hundreds of years."

Fang Zheng smiled slightly and said nothing.

This is the reason why he was willing to hand over half of the Yi Jin Jing. He was the one who understood the Yi Jin Jing best in the world. Without his personal guidance, no one in the world could master the Yi Jin Jing.

Fang Zheng and Fang Sheng were on their way back to Shaolin Temple at this time.

"Brother Abbot has mastered the Yi Jin Jing and has achieved the pinnacle of martial arts. No one in the world can match him. Although Elder Feng has the Dugu Nine Swords, I don't think Brother Abbot is necessarily weaker than him."

Fang Sheng said.

Fang Zheng said, "Who is stronger or weaker? Why bother arguing about that moment? As long as we can pass on the Shaolin Temple, this will be my greatest achievement."

Fang Zheng didn't care about it. Although he had mastered the Yi Jin Jing to perfection, he was not really keen on fighting and killing. He was also past the age for fighting and killing, and didn't care about these false reputations.

Fang Sheng lowered his head: "Junior brother, you are obsessed."

After returning to Shaolin Temple, Fang Zheng had already started writing the original text of the Yi Jin Jing, and soon several hundred words were finished.

These are the introductory principles of the Yi Jin Jing, which are extremely obscure and difficult to understand. Even highly accomplished monks would find it difficult to comprehend this scripture. Unless one is a genius who has a true understanding of Buddhism, one cannot understand it at all.

Fang Zheng was not kind enough to give Feng Qingyang annotations. He had already written the original text, and whether Feng Qingyang could understand it or not had nothing to do with him.

After Fang Zheng finished writing, he placed it in a volume of the Lankavatara Sutra, then walked out of the house. Fang Sheng was already waiting for him.

"You should personally deliver these two volumes of the Lankavatara Sutra to Elder Feng at the foot of the mountain."

Fang Sheng took it solemnly.

"Yes, senior brother."

Fang Zheng waved his hand and went into the house. The young monk in charge of guarding the door closed the door. Not long after, the sound of chanting was heard from inside.

Fang Sheng looked at the two volumes of the Lankavatara Sutra in his hands with great solemnity and left respectfully.

Fang Sheng didn't dare to stop for a moment and went straight down the mountain. When he arrived, it was already dark.

"Senior Feng, these are the two volumes of the Lankavatara Sutra you requested."

Fang Sheng held two volumes of the Lankavatara Sutra in his hands and placed them on the table, then clasped his hands together in front of Feng Qingyang.

"Thank you, Master Fangsheng."

Feng Qingyang nodded slightly.

"Old Master Feng, you have wronged me. If you hadn't helped me, I would not be alive today. I don't deserve to be called a master by you."

Fang Shenglian said.

Feng Qingyang smiled slightly. "What great favor? Just forget it from now on."

Fang Sheng didn't say anything else: "I'll take my leave."

Feng Qingyang nodded.

After Fang Sheng left, Feng Qingyang opened the two volumes of the Lankavatara Sutra and found a piece of paper in one of them.

Feng Qingyang looked at the scriptures above.

After a while.

"can't read."

Feng Qingyang shook his head.

"It all depends on whether Chong'er has this fate."

Feng Qingyang sighed secretly, then got up and returned to Huashan.

In fact, before coming to Shaolin, he had originally planned to question Fang Zheng, but when he really arrived, he changed his mind. He realized that this was useless, so he changed his purpose from questioning to asking for the Yi Jin Jing, and at the same time completely cut off his relationship with Fang Zheng and Fang Sheng.

"Ask the heroes of the world, who can truly dominate the world..."

There was no one in the house, but the sound still lingered.

Feng Qingyang thought that he had lived in seclusion in Huashan for decades and no longer cared about anything, but at this moment he still found that he couldn't let go.

……

The river is rushing, the waves are crashing, and above the river a boat is sailing.

A young man stood on the bow of the boat, looking into the distance, and said without turning his head.

"Boatman, where are we almost?"

Upon hearing this, the boatman hurriedly said, "Mr. Lin, we are almost in Yuezhou Prefecture."

The young man surnamed Lin nodded when he heard this and then entered the cabin.

There were two people in the cabin, one of them was handsome and elegant, leaning casually with a jar of wine in his hand.

But at this moment he looked bored and listless.

The other person was sitting upright, flipping through a book in his hand.

The young man surnamed Lin said, "Big Brother, Senior Brother Jiang Ning, we are about to enter the territory of Yuezhou Prefecture."

Linghu Chong nodded upon hearing this and continued drinking. He didn't care and was not in a hurry to go wherever he wanted.

Jiang Ning put down the book and asked, "How far is it from here to Fujian?"

Lin Pingzhi hurriedly said, "Yuezhou Prefecture is nearly two thousand miles away from Fuzhou."

Jiang Ning nodded upon hearing this.

Lin Pingzhi added: "Two senior brothers, once we reach the shore, we will have land to travel to."

Linghu Chong's eyes lit up when he heard this and he sat up immediately.

"Really?"

Lin Pingzhi nodded.

"Great!"

Linghu Chong called out to Wuhu.

Seeing his excited look, Jiang Ning and Lin Pingzhi could both understand.

After coming down from Mount Hua, they passed through Xiangyang Prefecture and then took the water route all the way to Yuezhou Prefecture, living on the boat all the way.

Perhaps Linghu Chong was not used to it, as he looked listless after getting on the boat, and often said that he felt dizzy. Now that he finally didn't have to travel by water, Linghu Chong felt that his hardship had finally come to an end.

"I don't think I'll ever be on a boat for so long again in my life."

Linghu Chong said.

Suddenly a wave hit, the boat began to shake, and Linghu Chong wilted again.

Seeing him like this, Jiang Ning and Lin Pingzhi couldn't help but smile.

Jiang Ning reminded: "Big Brother, Master reminded you to drink less before you go down the mountain."

Linghu Chong waved his hands: "It's not that I want to drink, but I have to drink. Only drinking can relieve the pain for a while. If I don't drink, I will feel worse."

Jiang Ning didn't say anything after seeing this.

If Linghu Chong continues to drink after reaching the shore, don't blame him.

Another day passed and the ship finally reached the shore.

With a thud, Linghu Chong almost jumped onto the shore from the boat, roaring angrily.

"I'm alive again!"

Ignoring his rage, Jiang Ning paid the boat fare and headed towards Fuzhou Prefecture.

After walking for half a day, it was getting dark and Jiang Ning and his two companions saw a village not far ahead.

Chapter 485: Village

"Big Brother, Senior Brother Jiang Ning, let's stay here tonight and set off early tomorrow morning."

Lin Pingzhi said to the two of them.

"it is good."

Jiang Ning nodded.

There is no need to ask Linghu Chong's opinion, he has no objection at all and it doesn't matter where he sleeps.

The three of them walked towards the village.

The village is quite large, with houses everywhere as far as the eye can see. It is getting dark now, and there are still many people walking around in the village. There is even smoke rising from some of the houses.

It’s full of the flavor of life.

"My father-in-law."

Jiang Ning and his two companions walked into the village. As a junior fellow apprentice, Lin Pingzhi naturally stepped forward and said to an old man on the road, "Old man, the three of us have come from far away. There is no inn to stay in this place today. Could you please be kind enough to take us in for one night?"

The old man wanted to refuse, but Lin Pingzhi took out a piece of silver from his pocket and handed it to him. It was not much, but it made the old man hesitate.

The old man looked at Lin Pingzhi, then at Jiang Ning and Linghu Chong behind him. He saw that the three of them were dressed unusually and they didn't look like ordinary people, but they didn't look like bad people either.

The fact that Jiang Ning and the other two were holding swords in their hands made him feel a little timid.

Lin Pingzhi observed his expression and immediately understood his concerns. Without further ado, he took out another piece of silver.

"Old man, the three of us brothers are just passing through here. We will stay for one night and leave. We will not cause any trouble to you."

Lin Pingzhi is very handsome, much better looking than some women. Linghu Chong is also handsome. Jiang Ning, who is the less handsome among the three, is also quite good-looking. They all look like bad people.

"Old man, we are all good people."

Linghu Chong spoke at this time.