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The night was deep, and the entire Shaolin Temple was shrouded in a layer of quiet gauze. Only the occasional chirping of insects, like the whispers of the night, gently broke the deathly silence. Cao Ye, like a ghost, tiptoed back to his room. After making sure that no one was around, he closed the door carefully like a thief, as if the sound of the door would wake up the sleeping devil.

His heart was beating wildly in his chest, like the thunder of a war drum, and the tension and excitement were like two dragons fighting in his body. Cao Ye's hands were trembling as he took out the secret manuals of the Vajra Subduing Demon Skill and the Invisible Robbery Finger that he had risked hiding during the day. Under the faint candlelight, the words on the secret manual seemed to be endowed with mysterious magic, flashing an alluring light.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm his turbulent mood, and then resolutely began to practice the Vajra Subduing Demons Skill according to the records in the secret book. Cao Ye stood firmly, clenched his fists, and concentrated on the Qigong path described in the skill, slowly mobilizing the still weak internal force in his body like a trickle. Beads of sweat kept oozing from his forehead, and his breathing became more and more rapid, as if he was pulling a bellows, but he clenched his teeth tightly, and his resolute expression seemed to tell the world that he would never give up halfway.

He strived for precision in every move, as if he was in a fierce battlefield of life and death. Cao Ye's mind kept emerging with the scene of himself using this unparalleled martial arts to repel powerful enemies with the force of thunder and lightning, and suddenly a strong motivation surged in his heart that was strong enough to break through the clouds.

After practicing the Vajra Subduing Demons for a while, Cao also took a short break. While still panting, he could not wait to study the Formless Robbery Finger. He followed the key points of the fingering in the secret book, tried his best to concentrate his internal force on his fingertips, and tried to make various complex fingering movements. At first, his fingers seemed extremely stiff, and his movements were as unfamiliar as a child learning to walk, but there was no discouragement in his eyes, only unyielding stubbornness, and he repeated it tirelessly again and again.

During the long process of cultivation, Cao was fully focused and did not dare to be distracted. His ears were always alert to even the slightest movement around him, for fear that his secret would be discovered by others. In the room, the only sounds were his slight panting and the occasional subtle sounds of accidentally bumping into tables and chairs, like whispers in the night.

I don't know how long it took, Cao Ye only felt exhausted, as if all his strength had been drained, but his eyes were burning with an unwavering fire. He knew very well that if he wanted to truly master these two peerless martial arts, it would not be achieved overnight, but would require long-term efforts and unremitting persistence that ordinary people could hardly imagine.

Cao Ye gently put away the secret book, dragged his heavy body to lie on the bed, slowly closed his eyes, but his mind was still recalling the various experiences of practicing tonight. "Although these two kung fu are Shaolin's unique skills, they are only external skills after all. Although they can cultivate internal strength, they are still not as good as the real internal strength. It seems that I must find the Yi Jin Jing!" He swore secretly in his heart.

In the following days, Cao Ye pretended to be serious in copying scriptures during the day, and continued to practice Vajra Subduing Demons and Wuxiang Jiezhi secretly at night. As time went by, his skills improved day by day, but he knew clearly in his heart that without the support of strong internal skills, he would never be able to reach the highest realm of martial arts.

One day half a month later, Cao was copying scriptures in the Sutra Library as usual. When his hand touched a book called "Heart Sutra of Prajnaparamita", he instantly felt that the cover of this book was much thicker than other books. He couldn't help but move his heart, and took advantage of the gap when the old monk Xuanzhi was concentrating on practicing and not paying attention, and secretly put it into the system space with an extremely clever method.

Back in the room, Cao Ye's heart almost jumped out of his throat. He gently closed the door, breathing heavily, trying to calm his hands that were shaking with extreme excitement. He slowly sat down at the table, and with the dim and flickering candlelight, he once again carefully examined the seemingly ordinary but mysterious "Heart Sutra of Prajnaparamita" he had just obtained with trepidation and expectation.

Cao Ye's eyes were like torches, tightly locking onto the scripture in his hand, his fingers gently stroking the slightly thick cover, the expectation in his heart was like a volcano about to erupt, hot and eager. He carefully opened the scripture, and at the edge of the page, a tiny, almost imperceptible gap jumped into his eyes. His breathing instantly became as rapid as a gust of wind, and his intuition told him like lightning that this was the interlayer that hid the shocking secret.

He picked up the slightly worn knife on the table, but his hands couldn't stop shaking. He carefully cut along the gap, and each movement was as slow as a snail, fearing that the priceless treasure hidden inside would be damaged. When he finally succeeded in opening the interlayer, a slightly yellowed parchment quietly came into his sight like a sleeping elf. Cao Ye's eyes widened instantly, filled with incredible astonishment and extreme excitement, as if he had seen the most precious treasure in the world.

The parchment was slightly curled, and the erosion of time had left mottled marks of varying depths on it. Cao Ye's hands were trembling as he slowly took out the parchment. When he saw the three characters "Yi Jin Jing" written in a flamboyant style, his excitement instantly overwhelmed him like a surging tide. His body trembled involuntarily, and his lips trembled slightly because of extreme excitement, as if blown by a cold wind.

"Yi Jin Jing... This is actually the legendary Yi Jin Jing!" Cao Ye murmured to himself like in a dream, his voice full of ecstasy and amazement, as if he was in an incredible dream.

He could no longer take his eyes off the parchment, as if these three words had an infinite magical power that could capture people's hearts and souls, tightly attracting his soul and making him unable to break free. Countless colorful images flashed through Cao Ye's mind in an instant. He imagined that after practicing Yi Jin Jing, his internal strength would surge like a river, his martial arts would be superb, and he would become a top martial arts master that everyone would worship and admire.

He couldn't wait to start studying this mysterious inner strength method, but the only remaining trace of rationality made him resist the urge. He knew that such a precious secret book must be studied in an absolutely safe and silent environment. Cao Ye once again looked around nervously like a frightened bird, repeatedly confirming that there was nothing unusual in the room, and the doors and windows were tightly closed without any flaws.

He refocused his eyes on the parchment. The densely packed small characters seemed to be a mysterious code leading to the pinnacle of martial arts, waiting for him to decipher. Cao Ye's eyes were focused and ardent. Every word was like a dazzling star, leading him step by step towards the unknown and infinitely possible highest realm of martial arts. His fingers unconsciously moved gently along the trajectory of the words, as if he was touching an invisible but extremely powerful force.

However, at this moment, there was a slight sound of wind outside the window, which was particularly clear in the silent night. Cao Ye's nerves instantly tensed up like a bowstring. He quickly hid the parchment in his arms like a treasure to protect his life, and looked at the window with vigilant eyes. But after a while, when he confirmed that it was just an ordinary night wind, he breathed a sigh of relief as if a heavy burden had been lifted.

"No, I can't be so reckless." Cao Ye secretly warned himself in his heart. He bit his lips hard, forced himself to calm down from the extreme excitement, and began to rack his brains to think about how to practice Yi Jin Jing more safely and secretly.

Cao also knew that once he was found to have secretly hidden the Shaolin's unique martial arts, the consequences would be disastrous and he would be doomed. But at this moment, the Yi Jin Jing in his hand was like a burning flame, and the huge temptation made him irresistible. He secretly made up his mind that starting from tonight, he must make a perfect and detailed plan, arrange his time reasonably and cleverly, and quietly practice this shocking and unique internal strength without arousing any suspicion from others.

There was a firm light in Cao Ye's eyes. He knew very clearly that he was one crucial step closer to becoming a true martial arts master.