The guest room of the temple is located in a courtyard. The guest room is not big. There is only a bed and a table inside.

The book boy who followed Xia Pingan was also smart. He was busy and quickly moved the boxes of Xia Pingan's things in the carriage to the room. The coachman also settled the carriage and moved in to Xia Pingan.

next door.

Mr. Zhou left home this time to attend the Autumn Festival, so he took two people with him.

"This Tonghui Temple is quite quiet. The sheets and bedding are also clean. The incense money is worth spending. Sir, please sit in the room for a while. The dinner time in this temple has passed. I will go to the temple kitchen to have a look.

Get some vegetarian food for the young master for dinner..." The boy put down his things and said to Xia Pingan.

"Okay, you go ahead, I can walk around this temple as I please!"

The young man glanced at Xia Pingan worriedly, "Do you want Uncle Chen to follow the young master?"

"No need, my health is much better recently than before. I just want to walk around this temple and do some exercise. It doesn't matter. You can go and do your work!" Xia Pingan smiled slightly. Yes, although his body is weak now

Very weak, but compared to before, it was much better. Otherwise, he would not have gone out to participate in Qiu Wei this time. His body was weaker than it is now. He was just lucky enough to meet a man named Chen in Zhishantang.

The master taught him the health-preserving methods handed down from the Shaolin Temple, and later he got a copy of the "Illustrated Theory of Internal Strength" from the Chengdu Taoist Temple. After combining the two, his body has improved a lot, but his body is still weak, and his addiction to smoking has also disappeared.

Can't stop it.

Zhou Shuguan's deeds of obtaining the "Yi Jin Jing" were not actually found in any historical books, but were only recorded in the preface of "Yi Jin Marrow Cleansing Neigong Illustrations". The reason why Xia Ping'an knew this was a coincidence, because

When he was studying in school in his previous life, a teacher in the school got cancer. Later, the teacher bought a practice CD and followed a woman named Cui Lin to practice this set of exercises. He heard that Ms. Cui Lin also had cancer. Later,

After practicing this set of exercises, the teacher practiced this set of exercises on the school playground every morning and brought other teachers to practice together, so all the students in the school knew about it.

After the boy left the room, Xia Pingan closed the door and left the guest house.

Xia Pingan first went to the Main Hall and Guanyin Hall of the temple to pay homage, and then wandered around the temple.

At this time, the rain stopped and the sky was getting dark. Xia Pingan unknowingly came to the garden behind the temple. Behind the garden was a mountain wall. Xia Pingan walked around the garden and came to the back of the garden.

He saw that there seemed to be a place under the mountain wall that was glowing with a faint white light, like a lantern there. When he got closer, he saw a man with white eyebrows and a white beard behind a bush under the mountain wall.

The old monk, who looked like a baby, was sitting in a cave under the mountain wall that could shelter from the rain, with his legs crossed and his eyes closed, meditating. The light came from the old monk. (Note 1)

Xia Pingan was still dozens of meters away, and the old monk seemed to know that someone was coming. The brilliance on his body suddenly disappeared, and he suddenly opened his eyes and looked towards Xia Pingan.

Xia Ping'an hurriedly stepped forward and saluted, "Junior Zhou Shuguan pays homage to the master!"

The monk laughed and said, "There is no master here, there is only an old monk and a scholar!"

"Master, you are being humble. Just now, I saw that Master was meditating with the Dharma in his body. Master must not be an ordinary person!"

"Everyone has Buddha nature, so everyone is not an ordinary person. Everyone is an ordinary person. It's just that they can't see their nature and don't know how to become a Buddha in their own mind!" The old monk smiled, spread his legs and stood up and walked over.

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"I wonder what the master is called?"

"Jingyikong Enlightenment!" the old monk replied, touching his belly and laughing, "The old monk meditated for a long time, but he was already hungry without realizing it, and he was about to go to the Five Zang Temple to offer sacrifices!"

Jing Yi Kong Enlightenment!

It's him, Xia Ping'an said in his heart. The eminent monk Zhou Shuguan met in this temple who taught him the Sutra of Changing Tendons and Cleansing the Marrow was this old monk.

After the old monk finished speaking, he left without stopping. Xia Ping'an didn't bother, he just watched the old monk leave and bowed to him again.

When Xia Pingan returned to the guest room, he found that Jing Yikongwu also lived in the guest room, just opposite his room. This old monk came here to place orders.

"Young master, there are only some dried beans, sweet potatoes, melon soup, wild rice and rice in the kitchen of this temple. I made some for you, so you can make do with it!"

The food box for dinner arrived.

Xia Pingan looked at the food box and saw that there was only a pair of bowls and chopsticks in it. He asked the boy to get another pair of bowls and chopsticks.

The boy didn't know why, so he went to get another set of bowls and chopsticks.

"Okay, let's put your things down and go eat something by yourself. You have worked hard today!" Xia Pingan said, taking the food box himself, and walked towards the old monk's room.

Walking to the door of the room, Xia Pingan knocked on the door, and the old monk opened the door.

"There aren't many things in the temple kitchen at the moment. The boy next to me has just brought food. Master, if you don't mind it, you and I will eat together!"

"It's rare that the young master is interested and still misses the old monk, so come in!" The old monk didn't find it difficult to speak, so he let Xia Ping'an enter the room.

After entering the room, Xia Pingan opened the food box, took out the food, and ate together. After eating, Xia Pingan asked the old monk about Buddhist scriptures, starting from the "Diamond Sutra" to Patriarch Bodhidharma.

"On Bloodline", the conversation was quite congenial.

It's just that Xia Pingan's body is too weak. After talking for more than two hours, Xia Pingan felt that his energy was low. He yawned repeatedly, his head started to feel a little dizzy, and tears started to fall. The opium addiction in his body suddenly came up.

"I see that your complexion is not good and your body is quite weak. Could it be that you are smoking cigarettes?" The old monk looked at Xia Pingan and asked directly.

Xia Pingan nodded and said with some shame, "I have been involved in this bad habit for more than ten years, and I can't quit even if I want to!"

"That smoke is charming to the mind and bad to the human body. It's better to stay away from it!" said the old monk.

Xia Pingan nodded, said goodbye to the old monk, put away the food box, and returned to his residence.

Just after returning, the boy had already prepared the opium smoking utensils for Xia Pingan in the room, lit the lamp, prepared the big smoking gun, and put the opium in the big smoking gun.

"Sir, the Fushou ointment is ready, please take some and go to bed early!"

It seems to be Mr. Zhou's habit to take a little Fushou ointment before going to bed at night.

But Xia Pingan shook his head today and said resolutely, "Take the things down. This is a pure place for Buddhism. Don't do such messy things!"

The boy looked at Xia Pingan in surprise, and found that Xia Pingan had a firm attitude, so he quickly put away the things.

Xia Pingan endured his physical weakness and discomfort. After washing, he moved his body in the room, resisted the craving for cigarettes with his will, and went to sleep.

On the second day, it was still dark, so Xia Pingan got up early and went to wait outside the old monk's door.

The boy who was following Xia Pingan saw Xia Pingan standing there. He was a little worried about Xia Pingan's health and quickly moved a stool. Xia Pingan asked the boy to take the stool away and told the boy that he was not leaving today.

You must continue to live in this monastery.

After standing for less than half an hour, Xia Pingan's feet began to tremble, and then he began to sweat, and his body gradually became too much. The boy standing next to Xia Pingan looked at Xia Pingan with a worried look, for fear that Xia Pingan would

Falling down, the boy didn't understand why Xia Pingan was so respectful to an old monk.

But it didn't take long for Jing Yikongwu to get up, open the door and walk out of the room. He glanced at Xia Pingan and smiled slightly, "Master, you got up very early?"

"I came here to say hello to the master!" Xia Ping'an gave the old monk the disciple's salute.

"Did the young master smoke that cigarette last night?"

Xia Pingan shook his head, "Master said that thing was not good, so I was going to quit it. Although last night was difficult, I got over it!"

The old monk smiled and said, "It's rare for the young master to have such determination and perseverance. If the young master can stop smoking for a month, the old monk will teach him a way to take care of his body so that he can quit smoking and stay healthy in the future!"

"Master, is this true?"

"Amitabha, monks don't lie!"

"Okay, then I will make a bet with the master. If I can't do it, I will be embarrassed to appear in front of the master again!" Xia Pingan said.

"Ah, young master, we have to go to the provincial capital to attend the Autumn Festival!" the boy next to him immediately reminded.

"Let's just go out and relax this year. Anyway, my family doesn't expect me to win the prize and go back to be a meal!" Xia Ping'an said.

The boy scratched his head and stopped talking. It was indeed the case. The young master's family had money and land, and there was no shortage of candidates. Besides, the young master didn't win the first two times.

"Master, you don't know what I want to teach you, so are you willing to give up Qiuwei for this?" the old monk asked.

Xia Ping'an shook his head. It was already the 19th year of Guangxu's reign, and the situation had already deteriorated. He sighed, "The world is in chaos right now, foreigners are tyrannical, and the situation is bleak. Don't say that I, a scholar, can be a scholar, even if I am a middle-aged scholar.

So what if you get the top prize, you may not be able to save the country and the people. I only figured it out after chatting with the master last night. If you want to strengthen the country and the people, you must first strengthen yourself. If everyone in China is strong, how dare foreigners bully them?

Me? It’s because there are so many helpless people like me in China that foreigners dare to knock on the door. I can’t save others, so I’ll start by saving myself!”

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For the next three days, Xia Pingan consulted Master Jingyikongwu in the temple every day. Once his drug addiction broke out, he would go back to his room to restrain himself.

This body is too weak and has been used for a long time. When the drug addiction comes, tears and nose will come. It feels like there are countless ants crawling in the body. The pain is unbearable. Xia Pingan directly orders the boy and the coachman around him.

He asked two people to tie him up with a rope, and he stuffed a piece of cloth into his mouth to detoxify.

Three days later, the old monk left Tonghui Temple, and Xia Ping'an also followed him. He followed the old monk to Zhaojue Temple. He also greeted and asked for advice every day, treating himself as the old monk's disciple. When he became addicted to drugs, he asked his subordinates to tie him up and detoxify.

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After a whole month of this, the old monk saw that Xia Pingan was sincere and determined, and finally moved. This morning, he invited Xia Pingan to his meditation room. He said to Xia Pingan with a serious face, "The first month is over.

However, the skill I am teaching you today is the Sutra of Changing Tendons and Cleansing the Marrow, which was passed down by Bodhidharma of Songshan Shaolin Temple. This sutra is the secret method left by Tathagata Buddha in the human world. It is not trivial. It is the true meaning of the founder. It is unparalleled. Do not go halfway.

You hold yourself to be brave and invincible, so you give up your superior skills and have a long-term love for meritorious deeds in the world. After you learn and learn, you can add more wonderful truths and use Guangci to sail. You must not treat it as a unique miracle and keep it secret!"

"Disciple, please follow the teachings carefully. If you succeed in learning, you will definitely pass on this classic to future generations. May all our people in China be as powerful as dragons and tigers, and may our people be strong, our country be strong, and our species be strong!"

The old monk nodded and began to teach Xia Ping'an the secret method of easing tendons and cleansing the marrow.

Xia Ping'an studied the exercises at Zhaojue Temple for three months, and his body became stronger and stronger. What's even more miraculous is that this secret method of relaxing muscles and cleansing marrow actually helped him get rid of his opium addiction.

Then Xia Ping'an said goodbye to Master Jing Yikongwu, returned home, and practiced every day. After practicing for a year, this secret method allowed him to get rid of his illness and addiction. His spirit was refreshed, his body was strong, and his strength was gradually increasing.

It was like a new person, and everyone in the family was overjoyed.

With the support of his family, Xia Pingan opened a school to recruit disciples, teaching the children in the village to read, calligraphy, and practice the Yijin Marrow Cleansing Sutra. He accepted a disciple named Zhang Yao, who was also frail and sick since childhood and suffered from blood loss. Xia Pingan
To be continued...