Murong Bo and Jiumozhi took action together, pulled Li Bufu's legs and threw them into the Sutra Pavilion, wanting him to block the monk in the sweeping area so that they could get time for the two to escape.

Li Bufu Ben was running away, but he was really unprepared to the point where the two of them started to take action at such a critical moment and betrayed him.

"Okay, let's just stop doing it!"

Li Bufu forced himself to stand up, but he didn't go against the sweeping monk. Instead, he raised his arm, his fingers came out, and used the "Fakeless Tribulation Finger". His two fingers burst out and attacked Murong Bo and Jiumozhi respectively.

The two were very familiar with this "Wuxiangjie Finger", so they both noticed that a finger force was coming from behind. While they were secretly scolding, Murong Bo brushed his sleeves back and transformed his energy. However, Jiumozhi ran even more anxiously, and he was forced to take this finger, but his figure became further away.

The sweeping monk sighed and said, "Little donor, this formless kalpa refers to the meaning of 'no formless after the kalpa'. When the great kalpa comes, there is no formless. When the body is in the kalpa, the five aggregates are all confused!"

"Although the little donor's internal strength is strong, his attainments in Wuxiangjie's finger are probably far less than those of the Murong donor."

Li Bufu was secretly shocked, knowing that the old monk had said it again.

He was not good at fingering, and he didn't understand any Buddhist principles. This "Front-free Tribulation Finger" was silent and colorless, as quiet as water lines. He only felt that this was a good martial art to attack people, but he had never studied it in depth.

But at this time, Li Bufu could not think so much, so he turned around and said, "The two of them instigated me to come to the Sutra Library to steal the Shaolin treasure "Yi Jin Jing". They are the ones with serious sins. Please give me a clear understanding!"

The sweeping monk smiled but said nothing.

Li Bufu said again: "I feel regretful at this time. Please allow me to go out and I will recover the two of them. Let them state the crime in front of me, return the scriptures, and regret chanting Buddha's name, which shows that I am sincere."

The sweeping monk still looked at Li Bufu with a smile and did not speak.

He seemed to have seen through all Li Bufu's little thoughts, but he neither pointed it out nor agreed, just smiled.

Li Bufu bowed and bowed. After a while, he saw that the monk sweeping the floor still did not speak.

Finally, he couldn't help but say angrily: "Senior, please let me know what advice do you have."

The sweeping monk finally said, "I saw that the little donor is quite destined to be with my Buddha, so I left the little donor alone. The Tubo national master has a noble status and cannot be left behind. As for the donor Murong... Alas, he has been in the Sutra Pavilion for about thirty years, and he will not be able to keep him for this time and a while."

Li Bufu was really surprised now.

He felt in his heart that he had no name and no share, nor was he a Buddhist. The "donor" that the sweeping monk wanted to keep was either Jiumozhi or Murong Bo. He could not have been on his turn, but he didn't expect that it was really himself.

But Li Bufu thought about it again and felt that the same was true; judging from the unfathomable martial arts skills displayed by the Sweeping Monk, he wanted to leave Jiumozhi and Murong Bo, but it was just a matter of raising his hands and lifting his feet. Since he allowed the two "speechs" to leave, he probably had another order to find himself.

Li Bufu hesitated for a while and asked, "I dare to ask the seniors, what advice do you have?"

The monk sweeping the floor turned around and walked into the depths of the Sutra Pavilion, saying, "Come with me."

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Li Bufu followed the monk to the depths of the Sutra Pavilion. There were not many monks in the Sutra Pavilion, but only the old monk to the Sweeping Monk was considered a permanent person. When he walked deeper, he could not see anyone. There were only layers of Buddhist books, and some of them were even covered with dust and had not been moved for a long time.

When I walked to a corner, there was a small stool next to it, and several pieces of paper were placed under it. Some words were vaguely visible on it.

The monk sweeping the floor took out the remaining paper, shook off the ashes, slowly looked at it carefully, and sighed: "I haven't written anything on it for a long time."

Li Bufu looked at the white paper curiously, and saw four sentences written in front of the white paper, and the ink was dry early:

"The body is a Bodhi tree, and the heart is like a mirror platform."

"Wipe it frequently and do not cause dust."

The monk sweeping the floor slowly recited these four Buddhist verses and asked Li Bufu: "Do you know who was the master monk in front of the dynasty?"

Li Bufu said, "I have vaguely heard this verse, but I don't know who wrote it."

The sweeping monk explained to him: "This is another verse written by Master Shenxiu, and you must have heard it."

Li Bufu gradually realized that the old monk in front of him seemed to have no malice towards him, and was just talking to him about Buddhist scriptures, so he felt relieved and said, "Senior, please speak."

The monk sweeping the floor: "Another verse was written by Master Huineng, and it was written: 'There is no tree in Bodhi, and the mirror is not a platform. There is nothing in it, so where can dust be caused?"

Li Bufu suddenly said, "Oh, yes, I have indeed heard this song, it is very famous."

The monk sweeping the floor said: "The first post of these two verses is about the gradual cultivation, while the second post talks about the wonderful enlightenment. Shenxiu and Huineng are also two Buddhist monks. They originally studied Buddhism under the seat of Master Hongren, but later they parted ways, each in the north and south."

After listening for a long time, Li Bufu couldn't guess what the sweeping monk was going to say, so he asked, "What does the senior mean?"

The sweeping monk smiled and looked at him, saying, "These are always like this nowadays. I am not too impatient to listen to Buddhist rituals, but when talking about martial arts, I am very excited and need to study to the end."

Li Buqi showed a little awkward expression on his face, and lowered his head and said nothing.

The monk sweeping the floor said seriously: "However, there are Buddhist principles in martial arts. Especially Shaolin martial arts, you must practice superior Buddhism before you can practice superior martial arts. Otherwise, the deeper the martial arts, the more severe the evil obstacles, and hurt others and yourself, it is not good."

The few words he said were vaguely covered with martial arts principles, which caused Li Bufu to think carefully, but after thinking for a while, he seemed to have nothing to gain.

The monk sweeping the floor continued: "Therefore, the two verses just now also contain the way of martial arts."

He stopped asking Li Bufu, and then said: "The way of martial arts has always been gradual progress. If you are eager for quick success and instant benefits and persist in seeking success, you will be hasty but not achievement, and you will be worried about being in a devil."

Li Bufu nodded. This is a truth that everyone in the martial arts world understands.

"However, you can understand Bodhi, break the mirror, and realize it suddenly, and become a Buddha immediately. This method directly points to the nature, so where does it start? Can anyone in the world suddenly become a land god from a person without martial arts overnight?"

Li Bufu slowly got into deep thoughts with his words.

But the monk sweeping the floor suddenly stopped talking about this point and instead said: "The practice of warriors is to strengthen their bodies and live a long life. If they succeed in their practice, they can understand the wonders of a certain martial arts, and then they can concentrate."

What he is talking about is the "state of concentrating mind" of warriors.

"Then the internal and external skills are at a high level and are integrated into one, and they will become the master of martial arts. This will lead to the establishment of sects, create martial arts, and comprehend with future generations."

This is the "master realm".

The monk sweeping the floor: "Above the master, internal strength can be connected to the Ren and Du meridians, called water and fire. The two schools of Taoism and Buddha have their own opinions here, but there is no need to worry too much."

"After the internal energy moves upward, it is to enter the state of spiritual illumination, and observe itself inward, which is mysterious and unrealistic. If the internal energy cultivation reaches this level, then any martial arts can be learned at will, and you can do it at will."

The monk sweeping the floor suddenly said: "The way of progress can almost end here. A warrior at this level may not be able to make progress even if he practices for decades. If he wants to go up to the level of "God-Man", it will be a huge challenge."
Chapter completed!