Murong Fu Dongfangqing

Murong Fu asked: "Aren't those who practice martial arts able to strengthen their bodies?"

"People who practice martial arts are much stronger than ordinary people, but it takes many years of training to be effective. In your case, it only takes two years at most, and it's too late."

Murong Fu was terrified, although he believed the words of the sweeping monk just now, he didn't really take the problem to heart, now he only realized the seriousness of the problem after hearing that he would live for at most two years.

Murong Fu hurriedly asked: "Could it be that there is no way at all? For example, medical skills or supernatural skills?"

"If you can find some health-preserving techniques, it may be of some use. As for martial arts..." The sweeping monk pondered for a while before saying: "There are only two magical functions in this world that can solve this problem."

Murong Fu was overjoyed, as long as there was a way, he asked, "What kind of magical skill?"

"One of them is Shaolin's Marrow Washing Sutra."

"The Sutra of Washing the Marrow?" Murong Fu asked in confusion. He had never heard of Shaolin's inner strength. In his impression, the only magical power in Shaolin Temple was the Yi Jin Jing. in the foot nerve.

The sweeping monk sighed: "It is rumored that the Sutra of Washing the Marrow can wash the marrow and refine the blood, strengthen the body, and rejuvenate the old man after practicing it to a great degree. However, the Sutra of Washing the Marrow has been lost for hundreds of years, and many people in the temple have not heard of it, so how to get it?" Find."

"Then there is another magic skill?"

"Western Tantric Buddhism has a skill called Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu, which can solve your problems by cultivating both physical and internal strength. This skill is a magical skill of the Tantric School. It is extremely difficult to practice, but there are traces to follow."

Murong Fu thought in his heart, don't worry about the illusory marrow washing sutra, the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu is in the hands of King Jinlun Fawang, at worst go to the Western Regions and exchange it with him for a magical kung fu.

Then he asked again: "Master, can horizontal kung fu such as Vajra Indestructible Body solve it?"

The sweeping monk pondered for a while and said: "The Vajra Indestructible Body is actually just the skin and flesh of the body surface, coupled with a unique luck method to make it extremely strong, it cannot fundamentally solve your problem, but it should be able to alleviate it. "

Murong Fu saluted respectfully: "Thank you for your guidance, Master."

Seeing how courteous he was, the sweeping monk thought for a while and said, "Maybe you can go to the Bodhidharma Cave."

Murong Fu asked suspiciously, "Dharma Cave?"

"The Bodhidharma Cave is the place where the Patriarch Bodhidharma faced the wall. The Sutra of Changing Tendons and the Sutra of Washing the Marrow were both passed down by the Patriarch Bodhidharma. There are Buddhist mantras left by the Patriarch Bodhidharma in the Cave. Maybe you can learn something from them."

Murong Fu bowed again, "Thank you Master."

"Amitabha." The sweeping monk turned and left.

Murong Fu also had doubts in his heart, according to Sweeping Monk, the Sutra of Washing the Marrow should be the treasure of Shaolin at the same level as the Sutra of Yi Jin, but what he meant was that he didn't mind stealing it at all.

In the end, he was puzzled and could only blame it on the fact that he was at the level of a sweeping monk, and he was no longer sticking to sectarianism. In his eyes, martial arts cheats were really trivial, not as important as a Buddhist scripture.

The next morning, Murong Fu arrived at the Bodhidharma Cave in the back mountain of Shaolin Temple. It was quite strange along the way, why there was no monk guarding such an important place.

This is due to his ignorance. Although the Bodhidharma Cave in Shaolin Temple is sacred, the things left by Patriarch Bodhidharma in the cave have long been removed. Even the shadow stone left by Bodhidharma's face wall has been dug into the Sutra Pavilion.

There are only some Buddhist scriptures carved on the stone walls. For Shaolin Temple, this is just a holy place for meditation and Buddhist practice. Although not everyone can enter, if some distinguished guests want to visit, they will not refuse.

The Bodhidharma Cave faces southwest. When Murong Fu walked into the cave, he suddenly felt a chilly and cool feeling. After looking around for a while, he found that this is a natural stone cave, about two feet deep, and over one foot wide.

One of the stone walls has a groove four feet high and two feet wide, and the other stone walls are engraved with characters.Murong Fu thought to himself, the sweeping monk said that Bodhidharma Cave may have enlightened, it must not be aimless.

So Murong Fu searched carefully in the cave, even every stone was spared, hoping to find some mechanism.

Half an hour later, Murong Fu looked disappointed, there was nothing in the cave, not even the slightest abnormality.Murong Fu looked up at the writing on the stone wall, "Could it be that the mystery is hidden in these writing?"

After a stick of incense, Murong Fu felt drowsy after reading it. These words were either easy to understand or esoteric, and there were even some Sanskrit words, but they were all explaining some Buddhist principles, so there was no marrow washing sutra.

"Ahaha, little guy, did you bring me something to eat?"

Murong Fu was startled, and when he looked back, there was a person standing ten feet behind him, he was not noticed when he was approached by the sweeping monk for two feet before, that was because he was a super expert, this time he was unexpectedly approached by one foot.

Murong Fu was terrified, he looked at this person carefully, he saw that this person was wearing a white monk robe, with a string of huge Buddhist beads, and he had a tall belly.

Leaning on a dead bamboo in his hand, his eyes were almost invisible due to the protruding fat on his face, only two black eyebrows, and a big mouth that seemed to be smiling at any time.

The most surprising thing is that there are a pair of long earlobes hanging from those ears, and the whole person standing there is a vivid Maitreya Buddha.

Murong Fu felt relieved, although this monk has an unusual appearance, but his face is full of oil, he looks like a fat monk who eats too much and doesn't have the aura of a master.

Although the floor-sweeping monk looks ordinary, he has an unearthly temperament, as long as he pays attention to it, he can still feel it a little bit.

If you think about it, even though Shaolin Temple is a group of leaders and has a profound background, it is impossible for two peerless masters like sweeping monks to appear in the same era.

The reason why he got close was probably because he was confused by the scriptures on the stone wall just now and lost his vigilance.

Seeing Murong Fu's face, the fat monk was taken aback, "Why did you change your face and bring me food?"

"Food delivery? So he regarded me as a delivery person." Murong Fu was thinking in his heart, and just about to explain, the fat monk pouted and frowned and said:

"Even if a hundred or eighty people deliver meals to me, I still eat the same vegetables and radishes every day! I've had enough! Go away, go away!"

As he spoke, he waved his chubby hands.

Murong Fu bowed slightly and said, "I'm not delivering meals to the master, how dare I ask the master's name?"

The fat monk patted his head: "Dharma name? What name, I don't remember. Hey, what is that on your head?"

Murong Fu was taken aback, what could be on my head?He reached out and touched his head, but there was nothing there.

The fat monk walked up to Murong Fu, stretched out his hand and pulled his hair and said, "What are these messy things on your head?" After speaking, he stroked his bald head, as if wondering why he didn't have it.

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