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Chapter 231 I've Been to Death

"He was able to comprehend the mysteries in such a palm technique without any guidance. He is really a genius!" The monk couldn't help but sighed after hearing this.

"The world is so big, there are always a few talented people, this time is also an opportunity for our Faxing Temple. For so many years, no one in our Faxing Temple has been able to practice this great vajra palm to the point where it is powerful and smooth.

This benefactor will stay here for one day, this is a rare opportunity for you, you should take advantage of it. "

"Yes, Uncle Abbot."

In the evening, after eating the vegetarian meal, Wang An wandered around the Faxing Temple alone.

The thousand-year-old temple, because of tourists and monks practicing martial arts during the day, the whole temple is very lively.At night, there is only the sound of monks chanting sutras in this temple, and the whole temple suddenly becomes quiet, completely different from the daytime.

"This is the real temple." Wang An felt that the temple should be a relatively quiet place.

If the external environment is uneasy, the heart will be uneasy. If the heart is not peaceful, how can we practice meditation and practice the Tao?

Ancient temples in deep mountains, some temples and Taoist temples are built in deep mountains, old forests, inaccessible places, in order to seek a "quiet" word
Wang An simply started to practice kung fu in this temple, comprehending the power circulation method of the golden bell jar, but after a while, he felt several eyes falling on him in the dark, and there were monks watching him all around him. His, after a while a monk will come forward.

"Amitabha, disturb the benefactor."

"Zen Master."

This monk, Wang An, has seen. He is one of the fifteen monks who listened to him explain Vajra Chan Palm today. Although he looks relatively young, he has practiced Vajra Chan Palm for more than seven years.

"The poor monk has a question to ask the benefactor."

"Zen master, please speak."

"What is the next level after the Vajra Zen Palm has been practiced to the point where its strength is harmonious?"

Today, when he was having dinner, he heard that the young benefactor in front of him made a bronze bell in the temple ring continuously, like a wooden stake hitting it. This is already the legendary palm splitting power, and he was surprised endlessly.

"Splitting palm strength." Wang An said.

"Is there any trick?" The monk asked again.

"The trick?"

Wang An looked at the monk in front of him, and really didn't know how to tell him.Because the trick is related to true qi.The monk's strength has not yet been perfected, and he doesn't know when he will be able to develop his true energy.

"It depends on chance." After a moment of silence, Wang An said such a sentence.The monk was slightly startled when he heard this.

"A chance?" He looked up at the sky.

"Did the benefactor cultivate the legendary true energy?" Another question was asked.Wang An smiled and nodded.

"Sure enough, after strength is true qi, is it necessary to develop true qi to practice splitting palm strength? May I ask what is true qi?"

"Is it really angry, a special energy."

"Special energy, how to generate it?"

"The Zen master seems to have asked too much." After speaking, Wang An looked at the monk in front of him with a smile.

Wang An is not a monk in the temple, so there is no need to answer so many questions from this monk, and sometimes it is not necessarily a good thing to know too much. The level of true energy is still a bit far away for the monk in front of him. What should be considered should be how to send and receive the strength of the Vajra Palm practice Dao freely and harmoniously.

"Amitabha, it's the poor monk who is too greedy. Thank you, the benefactor." The monk clasped his hands together and said in a low voice, then turned and left.

The night was getting darker, and there were only a few houses in the whole temple with lights on, and most of the monks had turned off their lights to rest.

Wang An was alone in a guest room, lying on the bed thinking about how to circle around with strength, and after a while he also turned off the lights and went to sleep.

In the middle of the night, a figure quietly came outside the Buddhist scriptures pavilion, came to a window, took out an object from his arms, and inserted it into the gap of the window. After a while, the window opened with a creaking sound. He rolled inside in a flash, and then closed the window gently.

After entering the Sutra Pavilion, he found a way to enter the secret room inside, which contained the real secret books of Faxing Temple's exercises.

The moment he came in, he saw a figure in a trance.

"Anyone else?"

Suddenly a figure approached him in the dark night, he hurriedly raised his hand to parry, and the two figures flashed past.

"Dragon Claw Hand, are you a monk from Faxing Temple?!"

In the early morning of the next day, Wang An got up early, wandered around the monastery after eating the fast meal, and then began to practice the golden bell jar in Faxing Temple.

First of all, let the strength be coherent, let them rotate, and draw a circle. This seems to be very simple, but it is actually very difficult to do. It is necessary to mobilize the muscles of the body, and the muscles generate strength, and connect the strength, just like the flow of water. Turn in a circle, head to tail.

It can be said that this exercise is one of the most difficult exercises in the entire Faxing Temple.

At the very beginning, Wang An also needed constant experimentation, but his whole body strength has been practiced to the point where he can send and receive freely. Coupled with the influence of the concept of Taijiquan exercises, it is easier to practice than the previous exercises.

In the morning, several monks came to ask Wang An for advice, and he did not hide his secrets, and explained seriously.

Just as he was about to eat lunch, Wang An saw several monks leaving in a hurry.Soon he heard the news from other monks that a monk's body was found in the Buddhist scripture pavilion, and he was killed by others.

Zen Master Deguang's face was very ugly.

"Brother, this monk should have been killed by the Vajra Palm."

"Great Vajra Palm, why did he appear in the secret room, where did he get the key, and why didn't the security system outside call the police?"

"We found a special electronic device on his body, which can interfere with the alarm system. In addition, we found a key on his body, which should be compounded."

"How many years has he been in the temple?"

"Five years."

"Five years, it's not too short. Unexpectedly, there will be a traitor in our Faxing Temple. He has already planned. There is another person besides him. Did you lose something?"

""Golden Bell Cover", "King Kong Indestructible Magical Skill" and two exercise secret books. Brother, could it be that Wang An?"

"Probably not. Immediately summon all the monks in the temple to ask who left the meditation room last night, and call a reliable disciple to search their residences one by one."

"Brother, what do you mean those two secret books are still in the temple?"

"I hope." Zen Master Deguang said with a sigh.

After they reported the case, people from the Security Bureau quickly arrived at the temple and also intervened in the investigation of the case.

Wang An found Zen Master Deguang in the afternoon and was about to leave here. Before entering the Zen room, he happened to hear them talking about the Sutra Pavilion incident.

After the monks were invited to pass on to the meditation room, apart from Zen Master Deguang, there were several other monks, and these were the heads of each courtyard of Faji Temple.

"Amitabha, is the donor here to say goodbye?"

"Exactly, I can get what I want this time, thank you Master."

Hearing that Wang An was leaving, the expressions of the other Zen masters changed, and each of them hesitated to speak.

"The benefactor is polite, is there any gain?" Chan Master Deguang asked calmly.

"Quite rewarding." Wang An nodded.

"Does the benefactor know that a monk died in the Sutra Pavilion last night, and our Faxing Temple lost two ancient books on exercises?" Finally, a monk couldn't help but ask.

"I heard something."

"The ones I lost were "Golden Bell Cover" and "King Kong Immortal Art", which happened to be the two ancient books that the benefactor read in the scripture pavilion yesterday."

Oh, Wang An was slightly taken aback after hearing this, but he didn't know about it.

"coincidence!"

It was indeed too coincidental that he had just read those two ancient books and they were stolen that night.

"If Abbot Zen Master doesn't mind, I would like to stay and help." Wang An, who was about to leave, heard that he had lost these two exercises, so he also changed his mind.

"Oh, the benefactor, is there any good way to find out who stole the scriptures?"

"No, I'm just trying my best." Wang Andao, the person might have escaped far away at this time, if the person is still in this monastery at this time, he may find it, but it is only possible That's all.

In this way, Wang An stayed again, and he even made a special trip to the Buddhist scripture pavilion.

"Senior brother, is it because this person stays uneasy and kind?"

"Hey, junior brother is too worried. If he wants to snatch those two scriptures with this person's cultivation base, there is no need to spend so much trouble. The real culprit of this matter must be someone else." Chan Master Deguang said.

Now that he already knew Wang An's identity, he had doubted Wang An at the very beginning, so he asked someone to investigate Wang An's identity. Well, there are two purposes of investigation. On the one hand, the main purpose is to see if the person is that person.

Sure enough, it was that one, and now Wang An was on the Special Affairs Bureau's special attention list.The capital headquarters has already issued a special order. No matter where Wang An is found, the first thing to pay attention to is not to conflict with him, and then report the other party's whereabouts as soon as possible.

Although Chan Master Deguang was in the Zen monastery, he was very well informed about the news, and he had heard a little about the things in the capital.

With the opponent's methods, if they had come for those two scriptures in the first place, there was no need to go through such a big effort and just rush into the scripture storage pavilion to snatch the scriptures.

In order to investigate the murder of monks in Faxing Temple and the theft of scriptures, all the pilgrims who stayed at the temple last night did not leave, so they need to cooperate with the investigation.The mountain gate is also closed, and no other tourists will be received until this matter is investigated.

This approach also caused dissatisfaction among many pilgrims.

"When will this be found out? If we can't find out, can we not go down the mountain?"

"I heard that we still need to search for bags."

"Why?"

After Wang An came out of the Sutra Pavilion, he wandered around the temple.

(End of this chapter)