This is Lin Tianheng's third time to come to Shaolin. The formation set up by Shaolin Temple is even better than the previous two times. However, this time it was not to guard against him, but because Qiao Feng wanted to ask Xuanci for an explanation.

Qiao Feng acted openly and honestly. Since he knew that the leader was Xuan Ci, he would of course come to him to confront him. He stood in front of Shaolin Mountain Gate and shouted, which alarmed the monks in the temple.

Not to mention the huge noise that happened to Qiao Feng, Lin Tianheng led Lin Junhao to sweep towards the Sutra Pavilion deep in Shaolin Temple with ease, as if he had entered a no-man's land.

Before he had arrived at the Sutra Pavilion, Lin Tianheng suddenly heard a slight strange sound. He then blinked his fingers in the direction where the sound came, and an invisible energy suddenly activated, shooting towards a fiery pine like an arrow.

The energy instantly penetrated the tree trunk, and a gray shadow flashed out from behind the pine tree, which was a masked man.

"Your Highness and I don't violate the river. Why do you plot against me?" The masked man said in a low voice, trying not to let Lin Tianheng hear his breath was in chaos.

"He is your first opponent." Lin Tianheng didn't talk nonsense to the masked man and said to Lin Junhao directly.

Lin Tianheng knew that there were only two people lurking in the Shaolin Sutra Pavilion for many years to learn martial arts, Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo. Now Qiao Feng is making a big fuss in Shaolin Temple, and Xiao Yuanshan cannot help him secretly, so this sneaky person must be Murong Bo.

As the "Four Great Masters of Heaven and Dragons", Murong Bo's martial arts are certainly acceptable, at least Lin Junhao's whetstone is still qualified.

Without hesitation, Lin Junhao immediately swung his fist and flew towards Murong Bo.

Murong Bo has never seen such a master who does not follow the rules. Isn’t it a conventional unspoken rule to make harsh words before the war? At this moment, he had to rush out, and his whole body was like a sharp arrow, barely avoiding Lin Junhao’s “sneak attack”.

"The goal of the two brothers here is also the secret of martial arts in the Shaolin Sutra Pavilion. Why bother with me here? If you attract the monks of Shaolin Temple, wouldn't it be beautiful?" Murong Bo said with a clever tongue. He naturally regarded the two as people who secretly learned martial arts like him.

"Continue." Lin Tianheng said unmoved. His original intention was to let Lin Junhao compete with the sweeping monk. Now Murong Bo, the unlucky guy, came to his door by himself, and he was the perfect candidate to help Lin Junhao build up his momentum.

"Brother..." Murong Bo wanted to persuade him, but unfortunately Lin Junhao had already come and would not give him a chance to speak.

The two of them touched each other, and immediately a burst of air burst out, dust all over the ground flew up, and countless pine needles fell like rain.

Lin Tianheng took a thorn on his feet and withdrew from the dust. He knew that Murong Bo was definitely not Lin Junhao's opponent, so he turned around and headed towards Bodhi Courtyard with confidence.

The original Sanskrit word "Yi Jin Sutra" is hidden in the Bodhi Courtyard, and it is also one book and two sutras. The "Shenzu Sutra" hidden in it is revealed when it encounters water. You Tanzhi, who practices this sutra in the original work, has a profound skill in a very short period of time, and can even compete with Qiao Feng, which shows how powerful this sutra is.

Moreover, this is an extremely magical yoga technique in India, which is different from the Central Plains martial arts and is also very different from the martial arts practiced by Lin Tianheng. Maybe it will be more conducive to his understanding.

Lin Tianheng easily solved the guard monk and came to the back hall. There was a screen in front of the Buddha statue in the hall. The screen was equipped with a huge bronze mirror, which made the crystal light bright. The bronze mirror engraved with four verses of sutra: "All conditioned laws are like dreams, illusions, bubbles, and shadows, like dew and lightning, and be regarded as such a view."

Lin Tianheng was too lazy to guess which word the scriptures were hidden, and then he directly shattered the huge bronze mirror with one finger, easily obtaining the original "Yi Jin Jing".

Lin Tianheng learned Sanskrit from Jiumo's wisdom, and there was no problem reading the original text of the Yijin Sutra.

"It turns out that the book that Fang Zheng said is much more profound. The realm of Bodhidharma is so high that no one can compare to this world except Zhang Sanfeng in later generations." After reading it briefly, Lin Tianheng sighed in a low voice.

‘It’s a pity that I don’t practice Buddhist techniques, so I can only take a very small part of the essence. However, there should be people in the family who practice Buddhist martial arts. It is great to take them back to enrich the family arsenal. When the chaos in the Great Qi ends, it’s time to build a martial arts treasure house similar to the Shaolin Sutra Pavilion in the Lin family.’ Lin Tianheng thought.

Lin Tianheng previously collected the Nine Yin and Nine Yang scriptures, also in preparation for enriching the arsenal.

Although Lin Tianheng will be able to obtain higher-level secrets in the future, these true scriptures also have their own unique value, and not everyone is suitable for practicing high-level martial arts. And maybe there is no peerless genius in the clan. After reading the Nine Yin and Nine Yang, he will realize the method of cultivating immortals. If you are prepared for any trouble, who has no habit of collecting?

After reading the "Yi Jin Jing", Lin Tianheng went to a well, reached out and sucked a water dragon and swept out from the well, soaking the scriptures in his hand. It turned out that human-shaped patterns appeared on it.

If it weren't for this time, Lin Tianheng really wanted to practice the ancient Tianzhu yoga technique, what if it had any miraculous effects.

When Lin Tianheng returned to the battlefield between Lin Junhao and Murong Bo, the two were surrounded by Shaolin monks. Even Qiao Feng, Xuan Ci and others rushed over, but the two were fighting, and the monks did not dare to approach and intervene rashly.

"Senior Lin, what's the situation? Who is the gray-clothed masked man who fought with Senior Lin?" Qiao Feng saw Lin Tianheng coming, and hurriedly stepped forward to ask. For Qiao Feng, Lin Tianheng and Lin Junhao are both Senior Lin, so he can only add the word "old" to distinguish the two.

"You are all here, it seems that they are making a lot of noise." Lin Tianhengyun smiled lightly.

Qiao Feng nodded. He was confronting Xuan Ci just now, but suddenly he heard from the little novice monk that there were masters fighting in the temple. The Shaolin monks suddenly thought that someone was taking advantage of the situation and became panic.

After all, Qiao Feng had a different relationship with Shaolin, so he took the initiative to come and see what happened together.

"Who is this donor? Why did he appear in my Shaolin?" Xuangong asked Lin Tianheng.

The Shaolin monks also looked at Lin Tianheng with a vigilant look on their faces, thinking that this man appeared here for no reason and knew Qiao Feng again. Maybe this was their conspiracy to collude.

"I came to Shaolin Temple to find someone, and happened to meet a sneaky masked man. It was considered as if he saw the injustice on the road and drew his sword to help him." Lin Tianheng said.

Just at this moment, Murong Bo suddenly felt a needle-punching pain in Yangbai, Lianquan and Fengfu three acupoints. He knew that he could not continue to get entangled with Lin Junhao, so he had no choice but to use his Murong family's special skills in front of everyone, and the stars were changing!

Faced with Lin Junhao's powerful and heavy punch, Murong Bo encouraged his energy and energy to move between his hands, and the energy kept moving and jumping, like stars flashing.

Lin Junhao suddenly realized that his fist power was coming to counterattack him, and he felt a little interested. He saw that Murong Bo had a lot of martial arts knowledge, so he had been dealing with him until now. Now that he saw such interesting ways to move energy, he was happy to see the hunting.

The next second, Lin Junhao's fist strength increased by several points, hitting Murong Bo like a mountain pressing down on him, unstoppable.

The Murong family's shifting stars is indeed exquisite, but the force that can be moved is ultimately limiting. Faced with Lin Junhao's fist force, the true energy flashing between Murong Bo's palms continued to break, and the sound of explosions continued.

"Puff!" Murong Bo's true energy was not as solid as Lin Junhao. He could not transfer Lin Junhao's true power, so he could only watch the iron fist and vomited blood and flew backwards.

The two of them had a move between lightning and fire. When Murong Bo fell to the ground, the monks reacted.

Xuan Ci's eyes widened and pointed at Murong Bo, who was covered in dust on the ground with disbelief, and said, "With that way, I will give him the same body! Are you... you are the donor of Murong?!"

"Master Abbot, you have good eyesight." Murong Bo admitted with a smirk. He was severely injured at this moment and had no hope of escaping. It would be unnecessary to deny it even if he was in such a situation.

Xuan Ci suddenly raised his voice and said, "Murong Bo, the old donor of Murong, you sent a false message that day and said that the Khitan warriors were going to come to Shaolin Temple to seize martial arts classics, which led to all kinds of big mistakes. Have you ever felt guilty at all?"

When Qiao Feng heard this, he was stunned. Then his eyes stared at Murong Bo who was lying on the ground. Could this be the real mastermind behind it?

Xuanci said: "Murong, I have been in good faith with you for many years and have always respected your character. That day, I believe it to me. I accidentally killed a good person, but I never saw you again. Later, I heard that you died of illness, and I was very mourning. I always said that you were like me, and I also misbelieve in others' words, which led to unintentional mistakes. I felt guilty in my heart, and died young, but I didn't know... Alas!"
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