As soon as Jiu Mozhi's voice fell, the entire area fell into a strange silence.
All the Shaolin monks were stunned and didn't know how to react. Shaolin was the Wulin world's leading mountain, how many years had it been since someone dared to provoke them like this?
Ren Woxing's mouth opened and closed, but in the end, he sighed and said, "My dear son-in-law, I thought my mouth was already poisonous enough, but compared to your Senior Martial Brother, it's nothing."
Even Zhang SanFeng couldn't sit still anymore. He came to Song Qingshu's side and said, "Qingshu, your friend …" Zhang SanFeng wanted to say something but stopped. He sighed and said, "I'm afraid we're going to encounter some trouble this time."
Song Qingshu also smiled bitterly, "I didn't expect him to have such an idea."
At this time, all the Shaolin monks had reacted and started to criticize Jiu Mozhi. If it was a normal sect, Jiu Mozhi would have been drowned by a flood of curses.
Xuan Ci had the demeanor of a great master. He raised his hand and signaled the monks to be quiet. He then slowly said, "Our Buddhist teachings and martial arts were all passed down from Bodhidharma. That is true. According to the Imperial Preceptor, these are all Indian martial arts. However, the martial arts passed down by Bodhidharma is only a small part of Shaolin's 72 Ultimate Techniques. The rest of the 72 Ultimate Techniques were created by countless senior monks during the past thousand years. For example, the Prajna Palm was created by the eighth generation Abbot, Master Yuan Yuan. The Maha Finger was created by a Seven Fingered Dhuta who had been in the temple for 40 years. The Great Vajra Fist was created by the eleventh generation Abbot of the temple. It took six monks of the Tong generation of the temple 36 years to create it … These ultimate techniques are all martial arts of the Central Plains. They are completely different from the Indian martial arts that use one's will to control one's strength. Everyone here is an expert in martial arts. The difference between them can be easily seen. I don't need to say more. "
His words were reasonable and even Zhang SanFeng nodded his head. With his knowledge, he knew that most of the 72 Ultimate Techniques were self-created and had little to do with Indian martial arts.
Jiu Mozhi smiled and said, "What the Shaolin Abbot said is certainly brilliant, but it's a bit of a sectarian bias that deliberately separates China and India. Actually, in the eyes of Buddha, all living beings are the same. China and India are all illusions and pseudonyms. Moreover, according to the Abbot, 'Bo're Palm', 'Maha Finger' and 'Great Vajra Fist' were created by Shaolin themselves. But when Xiao Seng was still in Tubo, I have heard many Tibetan Buddhism Sect's eminent monks mention 'Bo're Palm', 'Maha Finger' and 'Great Vajra Fist'. For example, the Prajna Palm has a move called 'Flawless Defense'. In Sanskrit, it is called 'Avajaya'. When translated into Chinese, it means' indescribable '. This move's right palm's strength is weak but real, while the left palm's strength is heavy but fake. Both fake and real are used interchangeably. If the enemy is not aware of it, it is very easy for them to fall for it. Abbot Senior Martial Brother, I wonder if what this little monk said is correct? "
A yellow light flashed across Xuan Ci's face and he said, "This …" He pondered for a moment and then said, "Xuan Sheng Shidi, can I trouble you to go to the Scripture Depository Tower and bring the books that record these three martial arts for our Shixiong to take a look?"
Xuan Sheng said, "Yes!" He turned around and walked out of the hall. Not too long afterwards, he returned with the books and handed them over to Xuan Ci. The distance between the Da Xiong Bao Dian and the Scripture Depository Tower was about three 'li's. Xuan Sheng was able to retrieve the books in a short period of time. His movements were extremely agile. Outsiders did not know the inside story, so they did not think it was strange. But the Shaolin Temple monks secretly sighed in admiration.
The paper of the three scriptures was yellow and black. It was obvious that they were very old. Xuan Ci placed the books on the square table and said, "Gentlemen, please take a look. Each of the three books describes the experience of creating the martial arts. You do not believe Lao Na's words. Could it be that Shaolin Temple's previous generation's Abbot Reverend, an eminent monk of great virtue, would lie and deceive people? Or could it be that he had already foreseen today's matter and wrote it down several hundred years ago, so that he could twist the facts and twist the facts now? "
Jiu Mozhi pretended not to understand the hidden meaning of his words. He took the 'Secret Points of the Maha Finger' and flipped through it page by page. Because of his disciple's matter, Zhang SanFeng conveniently took the 'Bo're Palm Technique'. But he respected his status, so he only casually glanced at the preface and notes before returning it to Shaolin Temple. Zhang SanFeng felt that firstly, this was Shaolin Temple's martial arts secret book. Since he was a sect leader of another sect, it was not appropriate for him to pry into other people's secrets. Secondly, Reverend Xuan Ci was an eminent monk of his generation. Since he had said so, it was definitely not false. If he were to look at it in detail, it would be unavoidable that he would be suspicious, which would be rather disrespectful.
Jiu Mozhi, on the other hand, was extremely serious. He slowly flipped through the book page by page. It was obvious that he was concentrating on finding the flaws in the book so that he could refute Reverend Xuan Ci. For a moment, apart from the soft breathing of the crowd, there was only the sound of pages turning. After Jiu Mozhi finished the 'Bo're Palm Technique', he looked at the 'Secret Points of the Maha Finger' and then the 'Great King Kong Fist'.
The Shaolin monks stared at Jiu Mozhi's expression. They wanted to know if he could find any evidence in these three ancient books to refute. But they saw that he was expressionless. There was neither joy nor disappointment on his face. They watched as he slowly flipped through the pages and closed the last book, 'Great King Kong Fist'. He held it with both hands and returned it to Reverend Xuan Ci. Then he closed his eyes and meditated without saying a word. Seeing him like this, Reverend Xuan Ci felt that he was unfathomable.
After a while, Jiu Mozhi opened his eyes and said to Reverend Xuan Ci, "Reverend Xuan Ci, in the past when I was in Tufan, the eminent monks of Ningma Temple had read the Sanskrit secrets of the 'Bo're Palm Technique' to me. I remember that it was: 'Inku Na Luo, Buer Gan' er Xing, Koro Pochistan, Bing Na Ni, Var Bu Tan Luo '…
When translated into Chinese, it was: 'If you are restless at night, your mind will be wandering. How to subdue it is the most important part of practicing the' Bo're Palm Technique '. Is that it? "
All the Shaolin monks who had practiced the 'Bo're Palm Technique' were shocked. Because what Jiu Mozhi had said was exactly the same. Xuan Cheng was also shocked. The essence of the 'Bo're Palm Technique' was only available in Chinese. Because the eminent monks of the past generations could not translate the essence of the technique, there had never been a Sanskrit translation. But the Sanskrit that Jiu Mozhi had said was indeed very exquisite. If someone who didn't know about it heard it, they would really think that the 'Bo're Palm Technique' came from India.
Even Xuan Ci didn't know how to respond. But Xuan Cheng reacted quickly. He sneered and said, "Not long ago, I told this to Song Qingshu. At that time, he translated it into Sanskrit. It was exactly the same as the Sanskrit that the State Preceptor had translated. Zhang Zhenren can also testify to this. Now that the State Preceptor and Song Qingshu have come together, presumably … hehe. "
Although Xuan Cheng didn't finish his words, everyone in the room understood what he meant.
This time, it was Jiu Mozhi's turn to be stunned. He looked at Song Qingshu in shock and said, "I didn't expect that Junior Brother also knows Sanskrit."
Song Qingshu looked embarrassed and said, "I know a little, just a little."
"If that's the case, then I will say something else. These Junior Brothers should have heard of it before." Jiu Mozhi mumbled a long piece of Sanskrit. "When this Sanskrit is translated into Chinese, it must be like this: But if the flying heart is searched for where it flies, if there is no place to search, then where is the flying heart? If the heart is searched, then can the heart be at peace? The wisdom that can be reflected is empty. The realm of fate is also silent. The one who is silent but not silent covers the person who can't be silent. The one who shines but not shines covers the realm of no reflection. The realm of wisdom is silent, and the heart is at peace. The outside does not seek dust, the inside does not settle. The two paths disappear, and the one is happy. This is the essence of the 'Bo're Palm'. "
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