Transmigrating into Murong Fu, may you have many children and much happiness.

Chapter 141 The Secret of Nine Yang, Could it be such a coincidence?

Jueyuan was a devout Buddhist who devoted himself to the temple.

Having no worldly desires, he valued the scriptures in the library far more than the martial arts techniques there.

However, Shaolin martial arts, especially its divine skills, are indeed more suitable for such people to practice.

The Seventy-Two Unique Skills require profound Buddhist teachings to dispel the negative energy generated during the practice.

However, the Seventy-Two Arts require a great deal of time to study and hone. Throughout history, many eminent Shaolin monks have regretted that their Buddhist practice was delayed by the pursuit of these arts.

Jueyuan naturally did not learn any special skills.

The Yi Jin Jing (Muscle/Tendon Changing Classic) requires one to see through the illusions of "self" and "others" in order to enter its practice, and only by having no intention of practicing martial arts can one benefit from it.

The monks of Shaolin all knew that this scripture was a set of advanced martial arts, and even the Huanshi Water Pavilion of Murong Fu's family had a note saying "Missing Yi Jin Jing", which shows that this set of martial arts was quite famous.

Over the past few hundred years, many eminent monks at Shaolin Temple have practiced the Yijinjing, but despite their years of diligent practice, they often gained nothing. As a result, the monks believed that the Yijinjing had no efficacy.

There was once a monk at Shaolin Temple who had been ordained at a young age. He was mentally dull and mentally unstable. His master, after failing to master the Yi Jin Jing (Muscle/Tendon Changing Classic), angrily sat down and died.

The mad monk picked up the scriptures beside his master's body. Because the scriptures were wet, yoga diagrams were revealed. He started practicing them with a laugh and became a rare master in his time.

But how could his martial arts skills be so high? Until his death, he could never explain it, and no one else knew that it was due to the power of the Yi Jin Jing.

Murong Fu naturally knew the reason; he took the Yi Jin Jing from Shaolin Temple because he knew it was indeed a divine skill.

His son, Xiao Hai, who liked to lie down and eat all day, was like a mad monk, so he taught him the Yi Jin Jing (Muscle/Tendon Changing Classic).

I don't expect him to have mastered supernatural skills, but at least I hope he is in good health.

Jueyuan's Nine Yang Divine Skill requires a virgin to practice for the best results.

Murong Fu came here specifically to get to know Jueyuan, and also to see Jueyuan's martial arts level and exchange experiences in cultivating the Nine Yang Divine Skill.

When choosing martial arts for Lang'er, I had discussed with Tong Lao whether to teach him the Nine Yang Manual and also considered the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill.

The old woman had never heard of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill, but after reading about the Nine Yang Manual, she still suggested that children should start practicing internal skills after the age of six, and external or hard skills after the age of sixteen.

The story of the Sweeping Monk of Shaolin is also a common one. However, since neither of them had practiced the Nine Yang Divine Skill, and Lang'er was not yet six years old, Murong Fu came to ask Jueyuan again today.

Jueyuan was surprised to hear that Murong Fu also knew about the Nine Yang Divine Skill, but he regarded it as a method for improving health and strength, placing it on par with the Eight Pieces of Brocade and the Five Animal Frolics. He didn't find it particularly valuable.

On the contrary, it was Murong Fu who gifted him so many rare Buddhist scriptures, which deeply moved him.

He had no secret intentions; he thought he could record it in the name of Murong Fu and the Great Wheel King to enrich the sutra library, and also make copies for other monks to study.

So he sincerely answered Murong Fu's question and finally agreed that children could use this skill to train their bodies after the age of six.

Then Murong Fu demonstrated his medical skills, and with Yang Guo praising him enthusiastically, Murong Fu finally got to touch Jueyuan's bones.

Judging from the results, Jueyuan's aptitude is quite good, falling between Azhu and Youcao.

But Murong Fu knew that after practicing the Nine Yang Divine Skill for a long time, it had a certain miraculous effect on transforming one's physical constitution.

It seems that Jueyuan practiced for more than ten years and reached the Innate Realm. He must have been tempered by divine skills, which improved his aptitude.

It seems that the rumors about Nine Suns not requiring top-tier qualifications are true.

However...: I had previously passed on the Nine Yang Divine Skill and the Lesser Formless Skill to my four retainers. Only Gongzhi Qian barely grasped the Lesser Formless Skill, which suggests he was compatible with the technique. His strength had indeed improved.

The other three, however, couldn't grasp the intricacies of the Lesser Formless Skill, but all said that there were no significant barriers to mastering the Nine Yang Divine Skill.

However, Bao Butong and Deng Baichuan's improvement in strength is indeed not fast...

However, it is indeed better than his previous martial arts skills.

This means that although the Nine Yang Kung Fu does not require any special innate talent, it is definitely better if one has a stronger innate talent and better natural ability.

Otherwise, improvement can only be achieved slowly over many years.

To Murong Fu's surprise, Feng Bo'e seemed to be particularly suited to Jiu Yang, and his strength was now almost on par with Gongye Qian.

Murong Fu thought of the monks filling the temple and suddenly wondered if Feng Bo'e was still a virgin...

What does this mean? It means that the marriage proposal I made for him and the medicine I gave him were useless to him.

Murong Fu made up his mind to investigate this matter thoroughly when he returned.

It was almost lunchtime, and Xiao Hai started practicing the Yi Jin Jing exercises on the side.

Murong Fu knew that Xiao Hai seemed to have a precise biological clock, waking up at the same time every morning, then doing the Yi Jin Jing exercise, and preparing to eat breakfast.

The same applies to lunch and dinner, so these days, Murong Fu only starts looking for food after seeing Xiao Hai begin to exercise, which is a very regular routine.

At the same time, Murong Fu did indeed feel that every time Xiao Hai practiced the Yi Jin Jing gymnastics, internal energy flowed into his body, although it was like a trickle compared to Murong Fu's vast and boundless internal energy.

But it is truly alarming that this happened to a three-year-old child.

This is the function of the system that Murong Fu is bound to: "100% of the cultivation power of his children will be returned to Murong Fu." Murong Fu guessed that if Xiao Hai opens up his eight extraordinary meridians later, and Xiao Hai's true energy circulates throughout his body day and night, then he could truly rest easy.

If Xiao Hai isn't enough, send any children born later who are interested in martial arts to Tong Lao or Qiao Feng for training; those who don't want to practice martial arts can do exercises with Xiao Hai.

Just as Murong Fu was about to take his leave, Jueyuan, who was standing to the side, could indeed see the extraordinary nature of the child and the gymnastics routine.

Although the two practiced different martial arts techniques, they were actually following the same path.

Having no interest in martial arts and no competitive spirit whatsoever, he simply treated his divine skills as a form of exercise, thus surpassing the vast majority of people.

After all, one was a reclusive master who achieved innate mastery in his early thirties, and the other was a martial arts prodigy who could cultivate internal energy at the age of three and a half.

After Xiao Hai finished dancing, Jueyuan patted Xiao Hai's head, his eyes full of affection.

After a moment's hesitation, he finally asked, "Benefactor Murong, is this... this young benefactor your child?"

Seeing Murong Fu nod, Jueyuan asked again, "I see that he is calm and far-sighted, with a heart as deep as an old pool, and seems to have an innate affinity with Buddhism. Does he have any thoughts of becoming a monk?"

Murong Fu immediately lost his composure, thinking to himself that Jueyuan was indeed ignorant of worldly affairs. How could he ask his father whether his son should become a monk? I just gave you the scriptures, asked you a few questions, and touched you. How could he want my son?!

Yang Guo, standing to the side, subtly stepped back, afraid that the monk might touch his head again.

Bao'er, who had been silent for a long time, hurriedly asked, "What does it mean to become a nun, Daddy?"

Xiao Hai, standing to the side, shook his head and said, "I'm not going out."

Then, unusually, he patted Bao'er and said, "Being a nun means you can't eat meat, little sister!!"

Bao'er quickly hid behind Xiao Hai, her mouth agape, her face showing a look of terror that even Murong Fu had rarely seen before. "Ahhh!! Waaaaah, oh, I want to eat meat!!"

Murong Fu quickly comforted Bao'er, and looked at Master Jueyuan with a slight smile, saying:

"Master, it seems the child is an ordinary person; perhaps the time is not yet right."

After asking the question, Jueyuan realized it was inappropriate. How could he ask such a young child such a question in front of his parents?

So he put his palms together in a gesture of respect and said that he had been presumptuous. Then he mentioned that it was lunchtime and invited the four of them to the Buddhist hall for a vegetarian meal.

After walking for a while, when the four of them sat down, Jueyuan asked his younger disciples to bring them vegetarian food.

Suddenly, Xiao Hai and Bao'er both cried.

Murong Fu knew that it was very impolite for a child to cry in public, but a child is a child after all, and most parents can only try their best to comfort them.

But Murong Fu was, after all, a martial arts master and a medical expert, and he calmed the children down after pressing on their chests a few times.

They then asked the children why they were suddenly crying.

Bao'er couldn't explain it clearly, but Xiao Hai said:

"Father, I don't want to be a monk..."

Yang Guo said, "Xiao Hai, we didn't ask you to become a monk, did we?"

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Xiao Hai pointed to the vegetarian meal in front of him and said, "A whole table of vegetables and mushrooms, isn't this just like being a monk?"

Yang Guo and Murong Fu burst out laughing on the spot, and the surrounding monks also laughed.

Murong Fu, in particular, had always thought that Xiao Hai was like a little adult, but now he suddenly realized that he was still a child who was still immature.

He whispered in the children's ears, "Daddy has meat, but these are monks who haven't eaten meat in a long time. If Daddy takes it out, they can't eat it, or it will make them drool."

After we finish eating the greens and radishes, we'll sneak a bite in the back.

Murong Fu always felt that it was polite to follow local customs, just as they should not openly eat meat in the temple, and monks should not preach that eating meat was a sin when they went to secular restaurants.

Of course, this is on the premise that the "custom" is not too outrageous.

The two children's eyes lit up when they heard that they could eat meat later, and they began to eat the vegetables in front of them.

But after taking a bite, the two children's eyes lit up again, and they found that the vegetables were exceptionally delicious.

"Daddy, what kind of demon is this?"

"Some kind of mushroom."

"Daddy, what's this now?"

"A certain type of green vegetable."

Murong Fu realized that many things at Shaolin Temple seemed to have changed dramatically in the past century, but the quality of the vegetarian meal remained unchanged.

So I asked for a few more portions and put them in my personal storage space.

After the meal, Murong Fu took Xiao Hai and Bao'er to a deserted grove of trees, took out three pork knuckles, and each of them ate one.

They were given accommodations in the room next to Murong Fu's two rooms, but when they went to find Murong Fu, he was not there.

He had a feeling that the father and his two sons were hiding something from him.

Over the next few days, Murong Fu sneaked into the Sutra Repository multiple times at night, but apart from Jueyuan, the highest level of martial arts in the Sutra Repository was only second-rate. There were only two old monks in the entire temple who had reached the Innate Realm, and because of their old age, their physical functions had declined, so they might not be able to defeat Jueyuan, who could deflect Qi.

As for the head monk of the Arhat Hall, Master Wuse, he is still one step away from the Innate Realm, but it is estimated that he may be able to break through in a few years.

I searched the entire temple but couldn't find any trace of the sweeping monk. Perhaps... he really is dead.

The Sweeping Monk once said that with his master level, if he were free from illness and disaster, he might live to be two hundred years old.

More than a hundred years have passed since that time.

The Sweeping Monk once said that he had no chance of advancing to the next level, and at that time he was already 160 or 170 years old, so it was indeed normal for him to pass away peacefully.

Murong Fu suddenly felt a strange sadness.

This sweeping monk possessed top-tier martial arts skills, having reached the point where he could walk in mid-air, but ultimately, he could not withstand the erosion of time.

With a sigh, Murong Fu wasn't worried about himself, but rather about the gradual departure of those around him.

But this only strengthened his resolve to collect divine skills and find the Valley of Immortality.

On the fourth day after Murong Fu arrived at Shaolin, a member of the Bow Clan came to report to him.

Murong Fu hurriedly received him.

It turned out that Murong Fu had been in contact with the disciples of the Bow Gang all along the way.

His achievements in killing many Mongol nobles and officers, coupled with the silver he casually gave away, made him a VVVIP client of the Qiaobang intelligence network.

He made up a plausible reason, instructing the members of the Bow Gang to immediately go to Shaolin Temple to find Yelü Chucai if they discovered his whereabouts in Henan or any unusual movements by Yelü Jin, and promised him a large reward.

Now that the news has arrived, Murong Fu gave the two Qiqiao (a traditional Chinese festival for women who pray for skill in needlework) one hundred taels of silver as a reward.

They also casually inquired about Hong Qigong's whereabouts, but the two Bow Gang disciples looked bitter and said it was a gang secret they dared not reveal.

Murong Fu already knew that Hong Qigong had begun to plot to lure the Five Ugly Men of Tibet to Mount Hua, so he sent the two archer disciples away.

Knowing the timeline, Murong Fu didn't rush to leave, but instead chose to go find Yelü Chucai first.

He knew that the man disapproved of the current corruption and indiscriminate killing in the Mongol Dynasty. He himself was a descendant of the Liao royal family, but the Liao Dynasty was destroyed by the Jin Dynasty.

After the Jin dynasty was destroyed by the Mongols, Yelü Chucai, who had served as a veteran of three Mongol reigns, was utterly exhausted. Knowing that the Empress Dowager, who was in power at the time, could no longer tolerate him, he chose to retire gracefully.

During these ten days, Murong Fu witnessed too much suffering among the people and understood why Guo Jing risked his life to defend the city.

Although he is now acting alone and cannot easily influence the overall situation, we should still help if we can.

In the original story, his son Yelü Qi chose to defend Xiangyang with Guo Jing, but Yelü Qi ultimately lacked the strategic acumen of Yelü Chucai. Bringing Yelü Chucai to Guo Jing's side might have been a great help.

So he bid farewell to Jueyuan, led the three of them down the mountain, picked up Lu Wushuang, and rode in a carriage toward the location indicated by the Bow Gang disciples.

Upon arriving at the location, Murong Fu sought out a disciple of the Qiaobang Sect for information, who pointed to a mansion.

After Murong Fu booked a room and settled Lu Wushuang in, he asked her to take care of the two children.

Together with Yang Guo, they sneaked into Yelü Chucai's residence.

As soon as I entered, I heard sounds of fighting and women shouting coming from inside the house.

Murong Fu murmured, "Could it be such a coincidence?"