He beat Yin Zhiping violently at the beginning

The void ran very fast, and disappeared as soon as the smoke slipped.

Chen Qiang smiled slightly in his heart, but he still pretended to be casual on his face, and carefully swept the ground outside the Scripture Pavilion.

Soon, the ground on the periphery of the Scripture Pavilion had been completely cleaned, and the next step was to clean the first floor of the Scripture Pavilion.

The Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is divided into three layers, the first layer is stored in ordinary scriptures and classics, and the second layer is all kinds of martial arts classics in Shaolin Temple.

As for what was stored on the third floor, Chen Qiang didn't know.

Walking to the front of the Scripture Pavilion, Chen Qiang gently pushed open the door.

I saw an old monk sitting cross-legged, holding a string of Buddhist beads in his hand and reciting scriptures.

Chen Qiang naturally didn't know this

old monk, so what should happen next? Only slightly stunned, Chen Qiang leaned the broom in his hand against the door next to him, and said to the old monk, "Disciple is upright, and I came to clean the first floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion on the order of Uncle Huizhen." The

old monk who was chanting the scriptures in a low voice paused, opened his eyebrows and glanced at Chen Qiang slightly, nodded lightly, and said, "Come in."

"Yes.

Chen Qiang performed a Buddhist salute again, picked up a broom and closed the door of the Scripture Pavilion.

Then they began to clean up carefully.

The first floor of the Scripture Pavilion is actually not dirty, but after a long time, some dust will always accumulate on the ground and on the bookshelves.

Although no one told Chen Qiang how he would clean, he didn't have to think about it to know that the floor and bookshelves must be cleaned.

While cleaning, Chen Qiang was naturally not idle, and the afterglow of his eyes was also inadvertently glancing at the various bookshelves.

Yan Hua Sutra, Lotus Sutra, Lengyan Sutra, Chang Ahan Sutra, Diamond Sutra, Tripitaka Sutra...

Chen Qiang's heart was suddenly overjoyed, and he couldn't wait to pick up the Ranga Sutra and read it, wanting to know if there was any Jiuyang Divine Skill in it.

However, Chen Qiang also knew that he couldn't eat hot tofu in a hurry, and there was a big boss such as a sweeping monk in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, so his strange behavior would definitely attract his attention.

Be calm, be low-key.

The first floor of the Scripture Pavilion was not very large, and Chen Qiang's hands and feet were nimble, so it was quickly cleaned.

Chen Qiang rolled his eyes, walked to the old monk sitting at the door of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, performed a Buddhist ritual again, and said, "The disciple deeply feels that his own Buddhist cultivation is insufficient, and after entering the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, he was overjoyed to see many scriptures, so he was willing to ask him to read the scriptures here." The

eyes of the old monk, who had not paid attention to Chen Qiang, suddenly opened, and a light flashed in his eyes.

There was a faint look of appreciation.

Many disciples of Shaolin Temple wanted to Xi martial arts and gave up Buddhism.

I didn't expect to meet a disciple who took the initiative to Xi Buddhism today, which was very good, very good.

The old monk's originally drooping face also showed a little smile, and he nodded at Chen Qiang and said, "It's okay, you can go and see."

"As long as you don't go up to the second floor of the Scripture Pavilion. "

The second floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is full of martial arts classics, and without the approval of the abbot and the head of each academy, ordinary disciples must not go up.

Chen Qiang clasped his hands together, saluted the old monk, turned around and walked towards the bookshelf behind him.

The old monk looked at the back of Chen Qiang who had left, and nodded with relief again in his heart.

Chen

Qiang tried his best to hide the excitement in his heart, and did not read the Ranga Sutra for the first time, but first picked up a copy of the Diamond Sutra and flipped through it.

After pretending to study the Diamond Sutra carefully, Chen Qiang pretended to have a feeling, and his face showed a happy expression.

Then I picked up another Lotus Sutra and started reading it.

The old monk who had been paying attention to Chen Qiang looked silently for a while, and then bowed his head with satisfaction.

Then he began to recite the sutra on his own.

After reading three or four more scriptures of various kinds, Chen Qiang estimated that the old monk no longer looked at him, so he carefully picked up the Lenga Sutra and began to read it.

Legend has it that Jiuyang Shengong was in the gap between the second half of the Lenga Sutra, and Chen Qiang carefully flipped through it, for fear of missing important information.

"The breath sinks into the abyss, and the force condenses the roots of the mountain. When you are lucky, you need to be angry and self-lucky

...""The power of the other side hinders my fur...""

First use the heart to make the body, and never follow the others..."

Grandma's, this really made Chen Qiang turn over.

In the subtleties of the Lenga Sutra, there is a scripture transcribed by a fly's head on each page, which is the Jiuyang Divine Skill.

Restraint, restraint.

Chen Qiang tried his best to control the emotions in his heart and try to keep himself calm.

Sure that no one was paying attention, Chen Qiang flipped his hands, and the Lenga Sutra that was originally in his hand had been hidden in the system backpack by him.

No matter, wait until you go back and slowly transcribe the complete Jiuyang Divine Skill.

In the future, I will definitely come to clean the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion, and then put the Ranga Sutra back.

After Chen Qiang pretended to flip through the scriptures again, he walked to the old monk with satisfaction and saluted again, "The disciple is not very happy after reading a few scriptures, but the time is not early, and the disciple still has something, so he will leave." After

saying that, he saluted again.

The old monk opened his eyes, nodded at Chen Qiang with a smile and said, "Go ahead."

"In the future, if you want to come to the Scripture Pavilion to read the scriptures, you can come directly." It

seems that this old monk still recognizes Chen Qiang's behavior of liking to read scriptures.

"Disciple, thank you.

Chen Qiang pretended to be grateful and performed a Buddhist ceremony.

Then he took the broom and opened the door of the scripture pavilion and left.

"It's rare, it's rare.

After Chen Qiang left, the old monk couldn't help but sigh.

Then close your eyes again and continue to recite the scriptures.

Xuzheng didn't know if he hadn't finished listening to Luohantang's lectures, or if he had gone somewhere, Chen Qiang didn't see him come back when he came out of the Scripture Pavilion.

Chen Qiang doesn't care, it's better if he's not there.

Then Chen Qiang hurriedly returned to his residence, and hurriedly took out a notebook and a ballpoint pen from the system backpack.

"Fortunately, I was prepared in advance, otherwise I would have been tortured to death by writing with a brush.

After Chen Qiang closed the door and locked it, he quickly began to copy the Jiuyang Divine Skill on the Lenga Sutra.

Soon, Chen Qiang copied all the content.

I checked it several times and didn't miss anything.

Looking at the words in the cracks of the Lenga Sutra, Chen Qiang struggled a little in his heart, and finally he picked up the brush on the table and carefully erased the words with ink.

In this world, I can cultivate the Jiuyang Divine Skill alone.

Others, all they can say are sorry.

Because every sentence of the Jiuyang Shengong scriptures only exists in the cracks of each page of the Lenga Sutra, Chen Qiang will not attract the attention of others after carefully smearing it.

It doesn't matter if it attracts attention, no one knows that what has been erased is a masterpiece.