The sweeping monk was even more astonished when he heard this.

I don't know how many people in the world want to sneak into the Buddhist scripture pavilion of Shaolin Temple, and then secretly watch the martial arts of Shaolin Temple. As a result, Wutian is lucky. He came to Shaolin Temple not to find martial arts, but to hide martial arts.

This is really an unprecedented miracle.

The sweeping monk is well-informed, but he has never experienced such a thing.

"I don't know the benefactor, why do you want to hide martial arts in the Buddhist scriptures of Shaolin Temple?"

After some doubts flashed through the floor-sweeping monk, he asked Wutian directly.

Come to Shaolin Temple's Sutra Pavilion to hide martial arts, there really is him.

The sweeping monk looked at Wutian, feeling quite strange in his heart.

"Because this magical skill has a great relationship with Shaolin Temple."

"I want to test my juniors and let them come to Shaolin Temple to find this magical skill!"

Wutian told the sweeping monk the reason clearly.

"Has a great relationship with Shaolin Temple?"

When the sweeping monk heard the words, a look of doubt appeared on his face.

The Shaolin Temple in this era is still relatively strong, and no accidents of martial arts being lost have occurred. Shaolin 72 unique skills are all in the temple.

Wutian said that he wanted to hide a martial art that has a great relationship with Shaolin Temple in the Buddhist scriptures in the Sutra Pavilion, but the sweeping monk couldn't figure it out.

Wutian explained: "This martial art is called the Seventh Level Buddha Yijin Jing."

"Yi Jin Jing!"

The sweeping monk was shocked when he heard the words, he was familiar with the Yi Jin Jing, this is the treasure of Shaolin Temple.

However, in front of the Yi Jin Jing, the words "seven-level Buddha" were added, which made the sweeping monk a little puzzled.

Seeing the sweeping monk's appearance, Wutian continued to explain.

"The current Shaolin Temple also has the inheritance of the Yi Jin Jing."

"However, Shaolin's Yi Jin Jing is a secret book of martial arts handed down by Bodhidharma, allowing ordinary monks to practice."

"The Sutra of Seventh-Level Buddha Changing Tendons is a martial art practiced by Bodhidharma in his early years. After practicing it, he can absorb the energy of heaven and earth for his own use, and the diamond is not broken. It is comparable to the No. 12 golden gate without a door."

"If it weren't for the talent, you wouldn't even be able to get started."

Speaking of this, Wutian had a serious expression on his face: "After all, it is the martial arts that Bodhidharma practiced in his early years. If it is randomly stuffed into a Buddhist scripture, it will be humiliating."

"How can there be high and low in the Buddhist scriptures?"

The sweeping monk said with an appearance of a very high level of thought.

But, after he said that, he continued.

"However, if the benefactor wants to find a Buddhist scripture related to Patriarch Bodhidharma, the poor monk will be a bit impressed."

"Benefactor, wait here for a while."

After the words fell, the sweeping monk turned around and left as an afterimage.

After a while, the sweeping monk came back with a book, "This is the Buddhist scriptures written by Patriarch Bodhidharma in the past, and it should meet the requirements of the almsgiver."

"Thank you, Master!"

Wutian thanked the sweeping monk.

After thanking Wutian, he raised his hand and looked into the void, and the book in the sweeping monk's hand suddenly appeared in Wutian's hand.

The sweeping monk's pupils shrank, and he didn't react at all to Wutian's movements.

He did not expect that there would be such an unbelievable character in the world.

This martial art is simply too high.

Wutian conjured a golden page out of thin air, and then, that golden page was integrated into the Buddhist scriptures in Wutian's hand.

"A person with a high level of cultivation can see this martial art with his own thoughts. If his level of cultivation is insufficient, if the opportunity is sufficient, he can also see the true face of the secret book of magic."

"Master, you can appreciate this martial art, but when my junior arrives, please give him this Buddhist scripture."

"My junior, called Duan Yu, is the son of Prince Zhennan of Dali."

Although Wutian didn't understand what he said, the sweeping monk also understood what Wutian meant.

He was just making an exchange.

The sweeping monk is allowed to watch the Seven-Level Pagoda Yijin Sutra in exchange for this Buddhist sutra to be obtained by Duan Yu.

"When Donor Duan comes to Shaolin Temple to fetch scriptures, the poor monk should offer them with both hands."

The sweeping monk clasped his hands together and made a soft promise to Wutian.

He is an eminent monk who has achieved the Tao, he has almost no desires, and even his martial arts have reached the pinnacle, returning to the basics.

There are very few things that interest him.

Logically speaking, he should be non-human.

However, the sweeping monk was really interested in the seventh-level Pagoda Yijin Sutra that Bodhidharma practiced in his early years.

That's why he agreed to Wu Tian without any consideration.

"Thank you, Master."

After Wutian thanked the sweeping monk, his figure disappeared out of thin air on the spot.

"In the rivers and lakes, there is such an incredible strongman!"

The sweeping monk looked at the direction where Wutian disappeared, and was extremely shocked.

He couldn't even see Wutian's movements.

It was the first time that the sweeping monk had seen such martial arts.

After dazed for a while, the sweeping monk picked up the Buddhist scriptures that Wutian had put down, and he was going to comprehend the Sutra of Changing Tendons of the Seventh-Level Buddha.

……

Dao Baifeng and Mu Wanqing didn't realize that Wutian had already visited Shaolin Temple.

Duan Yu was captured by Jiumozhi and taken to Gusu, he was taken care of by Jiumozhi along the way, he came along the way, it was like traveling in mountains and rivers.

Moreover, Duan Yu's attention is mainly on the mountains, rivers, rivers and beauties along the way.

However, Wutian is different. Along the way, Wutian only saw that the people were in dire straits.

Xing, the people suffer.die, the people suffer.

Such a sentence could not be more appropriate in the feudal era.

Wutian came to the Central Plains mainly because he wanted to torment his cheap son and arrange some adventures for him, but what he saw and heard along the way made his rebellious heart start to stir again.

As for how to rebel, Wutian has experience.

The sky is dead, and the yellow sky should be established. The year is Jiazi, and the world will be happy.

These sixteen characters express the essence of ancient rebellion.

After Wutianxin had the urge to rebel, he only thought about it for more than ten minutes before he had a result.

After making a decision in his heart, Wutian said to Mu Wanqing: "Wanqing, if you are worried about Duan Yu, you can go find Duan Yu."

"Senior, what's the matter, are you not going?"

When Mu Wanqing heard Wutian's words, a nervous expression appeared on her face.

When Wutian was in Dali, he told her that he would bring her to the Central Plains to find Duan Yu, and teach her martial arts so that she could save Duan Yu.

Wutian brought her to the Central Plains and taught her martial arts, but halfway through, he started to say this, what's going on?

Although Mu Wanqing learned martial arts from Wutian, Jiumozhi is the national teacher of the Tubo Kingdom, and his martial arts are very strong. Mu Wanqing really doesn't have much confidence in Jiumozhi.

"I have other things to do."

No way.

At this time, Dao Baifeng also looked at Wutian with a puzzled expression: "Senior Duan, what's the matter with you?"

As far as she knew, Wutian came to the Central Plains mainly for Duan Yu, but now, he didn't go to see Duan Yu, it was so strange.

Wutian said: "I am going to rise up in the Southern Dynasty and fight for world hegemony."

When he faced Dao Baifeng and Mu Wanqing, he didn't hide anything.

"what--"

Both Dao Baifeng and Mu Wanqing were startled.

They didn't expect that Wutian would say such a thing.

When Wutian was in Dali before, he fought with Duan Zhengming for the throne, but at that time, what Wutian did was to get back what he had lost.

To say how much he valued the throne, Dao Baifeng and Mu Wanqing couldn't feel it at all.

Now that Wutian has arrived in Song Dynasty, he actually wants to take the initiative to fight for hegemony in the world.

Moreover, it is still the most difficult path of rebellion.

This matter really made Dao Baifeng and Mu Wanqing unable to figure it out.

"Don't you want the throne of Dali?"

Dao Baifeng looked at Wutian in doubt and asked.

"In my eyes, Dali is too small, and it is easy for me to get it."

Wutian's tone is heroic.

"With my martial arts, it's not difficult for me to live freely in the world, enjoy my kindness and hatred, and be a superior person."

"However, along the way, you have also seen what kind of life the people live."

"Being poor cares themselves, being wealthy cares the world."

"Since I have the ability, I only know how to be free and easy. It's a pity."

Wutian expressed his thoughts to Dao Baifeng and Mu Wanqing.

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