Transcending Heavens: Starting with the Ancient Tomb Sect

Chapter 130 A Farewell Gift for Descending the Mountain!

When faced with Yue Que's words, the impact on a monk who had lived in Shaolin Temple for a long time and rarely left the mountain was unimaginable to outsiders.

He suddenly discovered that Buddhism could be interpreted in this way.

He had no idea how dark the outside world was.

In a sense, the monk Jueyuan was a larger version of Gongsun Lü'e.

The only difference is that one is a well-educated and virtuous young lady who has always stayed in the Valley of Heartbreak reading books, while the other is a monk who is trapped in the Shaolin Temple and works as a librarian in the Sutra Pavilion.

"Oh, right."

"Great monk, we are destined to meet. Let me give you a gift."

Seeing that Monk Jueyuan did not wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, Yue Que was still very interested in this "treasure" of Shaolin Temple.

After thinking about it, I realized that since the other party had already read the Lankavatara Sutra, he had involuntarily learned the Nine Yang Divine Skill and turned into a giant punching bag.

In order to give honest people some strength, Yue Que decided to lend a helping hand to Monk Jueyuan.

After pondering for a while, Yue Que picked up his brush again, wrote down a guide to internal energy cultivation, and handed it to the other party. It didn't require many special moves; as long as one knew how to use internal energy and could throw bricks with great force, that would suffice.

Whether Jueyuan stayed at Shaolin as a sweeping monk or broke away from Shaolin in the end, it was Yue Que who gave him another choice.

If he breaks out of Shaolin, given Monk Jueyuan's personality, he will look for him.

After handing the written instructions to the other party, Yue Que instructed this time, "Remember it, then burn it!"

"And there's the Lankavatara Sutra!"

Yue Que thought for a moment and switched the two, because what he had just copied was the complete text of the Lankavatara Sutra, not this Lankavatara Sutra mixed with the Nine Yang Divine Skill.

If my guess is correct, then it wouldn't be good for this thing to remain in Shaolin Temple.

Yue Que didn't care about the blood on the scriptures.

Just consider it a pure and sincere expression of a monk's passion for the world.

"???"

Still in shock, the monk Jueyuan stared blankly at the young man before him, feeling that the other party was unfathomable.

Subconsciously accepting the cultivation method Yue Que taught him, he heard Yue Que continue, "The Lankavatara Sutra is for understanding one's true nature, but how many monks in this entire temple have actually achieved it?"

The current library is a library in the purest sense.

The scriptures are placed here for the disciples of the temple to study.

The Lankavatara Sutra is meant to help disciples understand their own minds and nature. Even though this sutra is of a high level and requires a certain level to read, how many people actually read it nowadays?

As a result, only one librarian was viewing and studying the scriptures.

If people came to visit, Shaolin Temple would have long since regained its glory.

If it weren't for the monk Jueyuan, who was the librarian, occasionally browsing and organizing the Buddhist scriptures in the library, they would have almost grown moldy.

However, in Yue Que's view, there are probably only a handful of people in Shaolin Temple who have achieved enlightenment, and two of them are the Zen Master Wuse and Monk Jueyuan who came out today to welcome the Ancient Tomb Sect on behalf of Shaolin Temple.

One is a simpleton who can't see things clearly, while the other sees human relationships and worldly affairs too clearly.

As for Abbot Tianming, who has never shown his face, and Zen Master Wuxiang, the head of the Damo Hall—it seems he has a hallucination of his senior brother Zhao Zhijing.

The Quanzhen School only had one Zhao Zhijing, while the Shaolin Temple had at least two, and both were Zhao Zhijings who had risen to power.

It was a complete mess.

Yue Que offered his sharp commentary.

"How are you all doing?"

After getting up and tidying up the original Lankavatara Sutra, Yue Que turned around and looked at Xiaolongnu, Li Mochou, and the other girls, asking them questions.

"Que'er, I've finished copying mine." Little Dragon Girl answered first. She had chosen one with fewer words and was the first to complete the task.

"Mine is just finished." After letting out a long sigh, Li Mochou rubbed her slightly sore wrists. She looked at her junior sister, who had finished long ago, and felt a bit unlucky.

As for Hong Lingbo and Lu Wushuang, they're almost exhausted from copying the scriptures. They've only finished half of them so far, and they're already losing their motivation.

On the contrary, junior sister Gongsun Lü'e did her job very seriously. When her senior brother Yue Que asked her, she put down her brush just like her senior uncle Ji Mochou, and officially completed the task.

"If that's the case, then that's enough."

After quickly scanning the target, Yue Que called on everyone to pick up their belongings and prepare to leave. Before leaving, Yue Que turned back to greet Monk Jueyuan: "Great Monk, I hope that when we meet again, we will have the opportunity to discuss the Lankavatara Sutra."

Without waiting for Monk Jueyuan to say anything, Yue Que left first.

The other women followed closely behind.

Besides copying scriptures at Shaolin Temple, the group from the ancient tomb also enjoyed a specially prepared vegetarian meal at the Xiangji Kitchen.

The monks here, under the orders of their masters, prepared the vegetarian meals in a way that was not only beautiful and delicious, but also incredibly nutritious.

The group from the ancient tomb gave the meal a very high rating.

Yue Que gave a thumbs up, secretly praising: "No wonder the chef who raised the Fire-Worker Monk is so skilled."

Afterwards, accompanied by Zen Master Wuse, the group leisurely strolled around Shaolin Temple, visiting everything except the forbidden areas. Furthermore, Zen Master Wuse acted as a tour guide, leading the group on a scenic tour of Mount Song, one of the Five Sacred Mountains.

Finally, Zen Master Wuse respectfully escorted everyone from the ancient tomb down the mountain.

"Amitabha!"

Zen Master Wuse clasped his hands together, chanted a Buddhist mantra, and then let out a long sigh of relief. He exclaimed:

Finally, they were safely brought down the mountain.

Watching the group from the ancient tomb disappear at the end of the road, Zen Master Wuse then asked his disciple what he had done in the Sutra Repository.

Upon hearing from his disciple that his junior brother Jueyuan had been made to vomit blood by Yue Que, who was just an ordinary person in the group, he was startled and filled with worry, but then he slowly calmed down.

"What scriptures did they copy?" Zen Master Wuse asked.

"Reporting to the head monk," the young monk thought carefully for a moment before answering. After listing five scriptures, he added, "That benefactor Yue copied the Lankavatara Sutra and then took the original with him."

"???"

Lankavatara Sutra?

The one who has attained enlightenment and realized their true nature?

Upon hearing this, Zen Master Wuse was taken aback. What did he mean by copying and then taking the original?

Trade in the old for the new?

Although he had doubts, Zen Master Wuse didn't think too much about it. Being able to send the people from the Ancient Tomb out of Shaolin was a great virtue.

Even if the Lankavatara Sutra originally contained some secrets, that was none of his business; it wasn't some kind of divine skill or ultimate technique.

By suppressing the calamity at Shaolin Temple with that secret, Shaolin Temple actually profited.

After all, all the secret manuals such as the Seven Thousand and Two Ultimate Techniques were kept in the Bodhidharma Academy, while the Sutra Repository was just filled with pure scriptures.

Based on Master Wuse's understanding of his senior brother Wuxiang and his abbot uncle, they wouldn't care about this at all.

Shaking his head, Zen Master Wuse thought to himself that restoring Shaolin Temple to its former glory was still a long way off.

On the way down the mountain.

The junior sister chattered excitedly, rummaging through the packages with her two senior sisters, exclaiming, "Wow! They even sent travel expenses?"

Yue Que turned around and saw Gongsun Lü'e pull out about twenty gold ingots from her bundle. The junior sister looked confused and said, "I thought we were going to offer some incense money to the Bodhisattva."

"Oh!"

Seeing her little disciple's astonished expression, Little Dragon Girl said, "Because to Shaolin Temple, we are the true bodhisattvas!"

After thinking for a while, Gongsun Lü'e nodded and said, "Master's words make sense!"

When a Bodhisattva lowers their brows, it is out of compassion for all beings in the six realms.

But if the Bodhisattva raises his eyebrows, it makes the Shaolin monks tremble with fear.

Looking at the three women rummaging through their bags, they found not only travel expenses but also fine tea and even a route map, which marked many powerful forces along the way.

Among them, the Esoteric Buddhist sect is the largest force marked on the roadmap.

Upon seeing this, even Li Mochou, the Red Serpent Fairy, was rendered silent by the Shaolin Temple's actions.

In contrast to this, Yue Que was playing with a pair of iron Arhats, a gift from Zen Master Wuse.

The inscriptions on these iron Arhats are actually from the Shaolin Arhat Fist style.

This seems to be a small compensation made by Zen Master Wuse because he was worried about something.

"ha!"

After playing with the iron Arhat for a while, Yue Que couldn't help but think: What's so special about this? I came to Shaolin Temple, not only did I achieve my goal, but I also secretly set a trap and received some merchandise from Shaolin Temple!

This Shaolin Temple is truly full of scoundrels and fun people.

"Master Wuse, the head of the Arhat Hall, is an interesting person." Yue Que handed the pair of iron Arhats to Xiaolongnu, letting her play with them, and said, "It's a pity that Master Wuse, with his background as a bandit, could only reach the position of head of the Arhat Hall."

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"Otherwise, under the leadership of Zen Master Wuse, the current situation of Shaolin Temple would be much better."

Seeing the five women's puzzled looks, Yue Que explained, "The current abbot of Shaolin and the head of the Bodhidharma Hall are about the same level as Uncle-Master Zhao Zhijing."

The women then pretended to suddenly understand, realizing that this kind of control group was the one that made things clearer.

"Oh, right."

Glancing at her junior sister who had started clashing iron Arhats together, Li Mochou suddenly asked, "Nephew, you've done so much at Shaolin Temple, is it all really for that Lankavatara Sutra?"

Originally, the Red Serpent Fairy was planning to use the Love Flower Thorn to forcibly seize the Seven Thousand Two Ultimate Skills of Shaolin Temple.

But now it seems that my nephew's goal is not the Seventy-Two Arts at all.

The Lankavatara Sutra is the most crucial target.

In particular, the five women took their own copies of the scriptures with them, while Yue Que kept his own handwritten copy, exchanging the old for the new and taking the original.

"good."

Yue Que nodded and admitted, "Because there is a peerless divine skill hidden in this scroll of the Lankavatara Sutra."

After Yue Que confirmed it, the women immediately became interested. The only question was who would put such a powerful skill into the Lankavatara Sutra.

And it hasn't been discovered yet?

"----wrong!"

Little Dragon Girl discovered the key point: "That monk Jueyuan has very strong internal energy. Did he learn the martial arts from the Lankavatara Sutra?"

Yue Que confirmed Xiaolongnu's discovery: "Long'er is right, the great monk unconsciously learned the secret techniques from the Lankavatara Sutra."

"Then what you wrote to Monk Jueyuan before, nephew—" Li Mochou then discovered another key point.

"The Quanzhen Sect's method of channeling internal energy," Yue Que replied, "because I need to confirm something next."

"Then where does this martial art come from?"