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“My two fellow disciples and I are preparing to leave tomorrow, and we came tonight specifically to say goodbye to the Zen Master.”
Master Lingxuan smiled slightly and nodded. As Jiang Ning and the other two prepared to leave, his gaze remained fixed on Lin Pingzhi.
Lingxuan Zen Master only looked away after Jiang Ning and the other two left the meditation room.
After a long time.
Zen Master Lingxuan let out a long sigh.
After an unknown amount of time, Zen Master Lingxuan suddenly stood up, went to a cabinet, opened it, and took out a letter.
The letter was addressed to Zen Master Lingxuan and written by Fangzheng.
Zen Master Lingxuan stared at the letter in a daze, speechless.
The letter arrived in February.
Master Lingxuan held the letter in his hand, went to the meditation room, lit it in front of a candle.
The letter was engulfed by flames and quickly burned to ashes.
Looking at the pile of ashes on the ground, Zen Master Lingxuan's gaze suddenly became lost in thought, as if he were immersed in memories. Then, he walked shakily to the futon and sat down.
He looked much older than before.
……
"Junior brother, is the Sunflower Manual you mentioned the one that Dongfang Bubai, the current leader of the Demonic Sect, practices?"
On the way back to the guest house, Linghu Chong couldn't help but ask.
Jiang Ning nodded.
Linghu Chong asked curiously, "How do you know that the Sunflower Manual is in the hands of the Southern Shaolin Temple?"
Linghu Chong was unaware of the origin of the sword energy dispute.
Jiang Ning smiled and said, "I heard this rumor when I was traveling around the martial arts world before, so I came here to ask about it."
"I see."
Linghu Chong, without suspicion, nodded in understanding.
After returning to the guest house, Jiang Ning and the other two went to bed early. The next morning, they got up and prepared to bid farewell to Zen Master Lingxuan once again.
But when the three arrived at Zen Master Lingxuan's monastery, they found a group of monks gathered there, including eminent monks such as Bu Huo.
At this moment, the monks all looked like they were weeping, and even the eminent monks like Bu Huo had a sorrowful expression on their faces.
"Master Bu Huo, what has happened?"
Linghu Chong was filled with curiosity and stepped forward to ask.
The man, now in his forties, looked deeply saddened, and his voice was filled with grief.
“Our abbot, Zen Master Lingxuan, passed away last night.”
Chapter 515: Lion's Roar
"what?"
When Bu Huo said this, not only was Linghu Chong shocked, but Jiang Ning and Lin Pingzhi were also very surprised.
When they met Master Lingxuan last night, he looked old but was otherwise fine. How could he have passed away so suddenly? Did he die of exhaustion after meeting them?
However, with so many monks gathered around Master Lingxuan's monastery at this moment, seeing their sorrowful expressions, it was obvious without a doubt that what Bu Huo said was true.
"Please accept my condolences, esteemed masters."
Jiang Ning said.
Linghu Chong's heart tightened at this moment.
Last night, when they met with Zen Master Lingxuan, he was perfectly fine. After they met him, he died. Will the monks of the Southern Shaolin Temple blame Zen Master Lingxuan's death on them?
However, what Bu Huo said next put Linghu Chong at ease.
“Young Master Jiang, last night my master summoned me after meeting with the three young heroes.”
Bu Huo looked at Jiang Ning and said, "Zen Master Lingxuan said that his life has come to an end and he will soon return to the Western Paradise. Before he left, the Zen Master asked me to give you this thing."
As they were talking, a monk came over carrying a plate with some books on it.
These books are yellowed and look very old, as if they have been around for many years.
"Yesterday, Young Master Jiang mentioned to the Zen Master that he was interested in my Buddhist Lion's Roar Kung Fu, so the Zen Master instructed me to give you these books."
Bu Huo said, "These books are the training experiences recorded by the eminent monks of our temple who have mastered the Lion's Roar Kung Fu. The Zen Master said that they might be helpful to you."
Jiang Ning was no longer surprised, but astonished.
"Master, this..."
Jiang Ning was about to refuse when Bu Huo continued, "The Zen Master said that Young Hero Jiang is the first person in our temple's history to break through the Arhat Formation. These books are a small token of his appreciation, and they are also his dying wish. I hope Young Hero Jiang will not refuse."
At this moment, Bu Huo felt extremely sad.
Last night, when Zen Master Lingxuan asked him to do this, he was very puzzled as to why Zen Master Lingxuan was so good to Jiang Ning, but it was his master's last wish, so even if he was unwilling, he had no choice but to agree.
Jiang Ning opened his mouth, unsure of what to say, before finally saying, "Thank you for your kindness, Zen Master."
Jiang Ning accepted the books.
Bu Huo said, "Are the three of you about to leave? I will have someone escort you out of the temple shortly, and I will not accompany you."
Linghu Chong quickly said, "Thank you, Master."
After speaking with Jiang Ning and the other two, Bu Huo turned and left to arrange the funeral of Zen Master Ling Xuan.
A sense of grief permeates the entire monastery.
"Let's go, Senior Brother, Junior Brother Lin."
Jiang Ning said.
Linghu Chong and Lin Pingzhi nodded, and the three of them left.
After leaving the temple, Jiang Ning and his two companions rode their horses towards Fuzhou Prefecture.
Linghu Chong was in low spirits throughout the journey, clearly affected by the death of Zen Master Lingxuan.
Although he only stayed at the Southern Shaolin Temple for a period of time and did not meet Master Lingxuan many times, he had a great fondness for the old man.
"When I came here, Master Lingxuan was perfectly fine, but now he has suddenly passed away."
Linghu Chong couldn't help but sigh.
"Master Lingxuan was truly a good person, but alas, life is unpredictable."
Compared to Linghu Chong, Jiang Ning appeared relatively calm.
He just had some doubts.
After leaving the Southern Shaolin Temple, the three traveled on their way and arrived in Fuzhou the next day.
It's almost November now, autumn has arrived, and Fuzhou is filled with the colors of autumn, with maple leaves falling rustling down from the trees lining the bluestone paths.
When Jiang Ning and Linghu Chong returned to Fuwei Escort Agency, they found that the two broken flagpoles on either side of the agency's main entrance had been re-erected, with flags fluttering at the top. One flag was embroidered with a lion, and the other read "Fuwei Escort Agency".
This was started by Lin Pingzhi.
Looking at the two flags, Lin Pingzhi secretly made up his mind.
I will definitely revive and make Fuwei Escort Agency great again!
squeak~
Lin Ping stepped forward and pushed open the door of the escort agency. Inside, he saw many people busy at work. These were the people he had hired to clean the agency and take care of the children.
"Hey, watch out."
A woman saw a child almost fall and quickly went over to help him up.
"If it's inconvenient for you to walk, just tell us if you need anything. We are all being taken care of by Young Master Lin at his expense."
As the woman spoke, her eyes welled up with tears when she saw the child's disability, and she wiped them away.
"I really don't know what you guys went through before, or which heartless bastards ruined you like this. Sigh."
Just as the child was about to speak, his eyes caught sight of Jiang Ning and his two companions at the gate. His eyes lit up, and he quickly got up, broke free from the woman, and limped towards them, calling out as he went.
"Brother Lin."
The "Brother Lin" he mentioned was Lin Pingzhi.
The child opened his arms as if to hug, but did not stop when he reached Lin Pingzhi. Instead, he rushed towards Jiang Ning.
Upon seeing this, Jiang Ning bent down, and the child rushed into his arms.
"How are the injuries on your body?"
Jiang Ning inquired.
This child is the same little beggar he rescued for the first time.
"Mmm, much better."
The child nodded repeatedly.
"Sir, where have you been these past few days?"
"Some things took a while."
Jiang Ning smiled.
The child nodded, looking bewildered, and then asked, "Are we leaving now?"
Jiang Ning nodded: "Yes, I'm going to Shaanxi."
"Senior brother, when do we set off?"
Lin Pingzhi asked from the side.
"I'll pack up and leave in the next couple of days."
Jiang Ning said.
Lin Pingzhi didn't say anything upon hearing this, but nodded and went to prepare.
night.
Jiang Ning checked the children's health during the day and found nothing wrong, so he was relieved.
At this moment, he picked up the books that Bu Huo had given him.
These are the training notes written by eminent monks of the Southern Shaolin Temple who have mastered the Lion's Roar technique.
“I have known this since I was a child: the sound of ordinary speech may seem harmless, but it can hurt people invisibly. When the sound is sharp, it is piercing and breaks the membrane; when the sound is deep, it is like a bell or drum shaking the spirit.”
"The Lion's Roar is a secret technique of Shaolin that uses sound to injure people. It can kill enemies by sound and bring out the power of sound to the extreme. It is a very magical skill. I have studied the Lion's Roar for decades and finally mastered it. The following is my experience in practicing it. I hope it can inspire future generations."
The book begins with the author's inner monologue, followed by his insights into practicing martial arts.
"The Lion's Roar is a technique that uses internal energy from the dantian to generate sound and exhale. Once mastered, when fighting an enemy, the roar is like thunder. At its peak, it can be heard several miles away, causing people to tremble with fear and defeat the enemy without a fight."
"To practice this skill, you should choose a quiet place with many trees, sit cross-legged, with your Baihui (GV20) and Huiyin (CV1) acupoints aligned vertically, and the tip of your tongue lightly touching the roof of your mouth..."
Jiang Ning carefully read through the manual, and at the end it was the author's advice.
"The Lion's Roar is one of the seventy-two unique skills of our Buddhist sect. Its power is greater than that of other unique skills. Those who practice this skill must remember that our Buddhist sect is compassionate and must not use this skill to commit murder. Otherwise, they will be eternally condemned to the Avici Hell and will never be able to escape."
Chapter 516: Taking the Great Rejuvenation Pill (Louis Likes Oranges 10/16)
These books are the notes left by each master monk who has mastered the Lion's Roar technique. Some of them are yellowed and obviously very old, but they are still of great value.
To be honest, among the 72 Shaolin arts that Jiang Ning had seen, there were many that were more powerful and damaging than the Lion's Roar, but he was more interested in the Lion's Roar.
There's nothing special about it; I just feel that Lion's Roar is a technique with a wide range of destructive power.
Jiangning currently lacks such means, and the need for such means is quite urgent in the near future.