Volume 16: The Sentimental Swordsman and the Ruthless Sword (Part 1) Chapter 370: The Stolen Scriptures
Master Xinjian roared, and the stone cave hummed, pulling Su Weiyun back from a mysterious state.
Master Xinhu frowned and asked, "Seventh Junior Brother, why are you shouting for no reason?"
Master Xinjian said, "Brother, he is just an outsider, how can he touch the miracles left by the ancestors?"
Bodhidharma faced the wall for nine years, his shadow was cast on the wall and left marks on the stone. This can indeed be said to be an amazing miracle.
Master Xinmei also said, "Hasn't Bai Xiaosheng come here to observe several times before? Young Master Su is the successor of Bodhidharma's swordsmanship. What's so difficult about touching the stone wall?"
Master Xinjian was speechless and could only look at Bai Xiaosheng and reluctantly replied, "Bai Xiaosheng is highly respected and well-known in the martial arts world. We have had a friendship of several decades with Shaolin Temple, so naturally he is different."
Bai Xiaosheng stood outside the cave, floating in the wind, with his eyes closed, and it was unknown what he was thinking about.
Su Weiyun finally said, "It doesn't matter. Master Xinjian just roared like a lion in Buddhism. It was really loud and powerful. If this cave was smaller, it might have collapsed ."
Some stone dust and ash were falling from the cave, obviously caused by the lion's roar just now. Xin Jian would rather destroy the cave than let Su Weiyun touch it.
Master Xinhu could naturally tell that Su Weiyun was mocking Xinjian, but he could only say, "Young Master Su has a deep connection with Shaolin. Although you have been disturbed today, you can come here again if you have free time in the future."
He promised that Su Weiyun could come here at any time.
Master Xinhu was also very curious. Although the Bodhidharma Facing the Wall Cave was very famous, it was not a holy place for martial arts training like the "Scripture Library" and "Wooden Man Formation" of the Shaolin Temple. It was more of a scenic spot with some beautiful and strange legends.
In the past, many eminent monks would come here to meditate and reflect on their mistakes, but I have never heard of any monks coming here specifically to practice martial arts or gain enlightenment.
Su Weiyun said: "Thank you Master Xinhu for your kindness."
Master Xinhu suddenly asked again: "We still don't know why Bai Xiaosheng invited you here?"
Bai Xiaosheng was still standing outside the cave. Hearing this, he finally opened his eyes and said slowly, "I heard that Bodhidharma created the Bodhidharma Sword Technique here. Is that true?"
Master Xinhu nodded.
Bai Xiaosheng said, "Dharma's swordsmanship is profound and abstruse. It is slow but fast, and requires one to anticipate the enemy at all times. Throughout history, not many monks have mastered it. Is this right?"
Master Xinhu still nodded.
Bai Xiaosheng asked again: "Master Xinhu, have you ever seen the Bodhidharma sword technique?"
Master Xinhu hesitated for a moment and replied, "Of course I have seen the secrets of swordsmanship, but I have never seen anyone use it."
Bai Xiaosheng asked: "Then may I ask, Master, where is the secret manual of Bodhidharma's sword technique now?"
Master Xinhu's expression suddenly changed, and he suddenly asked in surprise: "Second Junior Brother?"
Master Xinmei and Master Xinhu looked at each other, and then looked at Xinjian at the same time.
Xinjian stood behind Su Weiyun calmly, blocking his retreat route.
Master Xinhu said in a calm tone: "In the past two years, the Buddhist scriptures in our temple have been stolen seven times. Except for one copy of the Naiping Heart Sutra, the rest are all long-lost martial arts skills. One of them is the Bodhidharma Sword Technique!"
It would be unreasonable if Su Weiyun still didn't understand after he said this.
——The scriptures in the Sutra Repository were stolen for unknown reasons and the matter is still under investigation.
——Among the stolen scriptures there happened to be a book on Bodhidharma’s swordsmanship.
——And right now, Su Weiyun is the only one in the world who knows the Bodhidharma sword technique.
——So is the theft of the secret books from the Sutra Repository closely related to Su Weiyun?
Bai Xiaosheng asked, "Where did Young Master Su learn the Bodhidharma sword technique from?"
Su Weiyun said: "I said that it was taught by an old monk who lived in seclusion in the mountains for many years."
Bai Xiaosheng asked aggressively, "What is the old monk's Dharma name? Where does he live? How many of the seventy-two unique skills does he know?"
Su Weiyun kept silent.
Bai Xiaosheng said, "Ten years ago, I watched all the heroes in the world and wrote the Weapon List. I have seen the martial arts of the seven Shaolin monks who are well versed in Buddhism, the mysterious old man Tianji, and the crazy swordsman Hu Bugui. But I never knew that there was a hidden monk in the mountains?"
Bai Xiaosheng is known to be knowledgeable about everything. There are naturally very few things in the world that he doesn't know, and naturally there are many strange things about them.
Su Weiyun asked, "Since you think you know everything, then before this, do you know my name?"
Bai Xiaosheng actually said, "I know. I may not know it in an hour, but now I know it."
The three great monks all looked at Bai Xiaosheng with surprise in their eyes.
Bai Xiaosheng said slowly: "You are the Plum Blossom Thief!"
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Plum Blossom Thief.
After many twists and turns, Su Weiyun was slandered as the Plum Blossom Thief.
At this moment, Su Weiyun did not feel wronged or wronged. What he felt was ridiculous and absurd.
Su Weiyun has rarely been close to women. No matter it was Diewu, Madam Xiangsi, or Lin Xianer today, he has always been true to himself and has never been tempted by beauty.
But he persisted alone and never gained any reputation. No one ever praised him, saying: "Young Master Su is not tempted by beauty and is truly a role model for our generation."
Instead, some people repeatedly slandered him as the "Plum Blossom Thief", believing that he committed rape and robbery, sneaked into women's homes at night, and had affairs with other women with vicious means.
At this moment, he suddenly understood why so many people in the world were pursuing fame and greed for false reputation.
——If Su Weiyun is really the last disciple of a Shaolin monk who has been in seclusion for a long time and has been practicing in seclusion, then he only needs to reveal his identity and no one will dare to say that he is the Plum Blossom Thief.
On the contrary, as soon as everyone heard the name, they would immediately treat him as a guest of honor and give him great hospitality.
But now, he is nameless and can only endure all kinds of indelible stigma.
Su Weiyun let out a long sigh, with indescribable fatigue, sadness and grief in his eyes.
This is the world of martial arts.
Bai Xiaosheng said, "I remember that before Master Xinmei came down the mountain, he suspected that the theft in the Sutra Library was related to the Plum Blossom Thief, right?"
Master Xinmei said: "I have thought about it and found that the most powerful thief who has appeared in the martial arts world recently is the Plum Blossom Thief, so I have some guesses."
Bai Xiaosheng asked, "Who is the Plum Blossom Thief? Has anyone ever suspected this young hero Su Weiyun who suddenly appeared?"
Master Xinmei said: "Yes, there is, but ..."
Bai Xiaosheng asked: "Just what?"
Master Xinmei shook his head and said, "But if he was the Plum Blossom Thief, I would have died in his hands at Xingyun Manor that day."
"It is indeed so..." Bai Xiaosheng muttered to himself, then said, "Master has lived in Songshan for a long time, and he doesn't know that people in the martial arts world are treacherous. If he kills the Shaolin monk in public, will the Shaolin Temples in the north and south let him go?"
"He did you a favor, and he cleared himself of the crime of being a Plum Blossom Thief. He also became a distinguished guest of Shaolin Temple for no reason. Isn't this killing two birds with one stone?"
Master Xinmei wanted to argue again, but couldn't say anything: "This..."
Xin Jian shouted angrily, "So you are the Plum Blossom Thief, and the one who stole my Shaolin skills. I finally know why Bai Xiaosheng tricked you into the cave. It's because the terrain here is dangerous, easy to get in but difficult to get out. With the combined strength of the four of us to surround you, there is no way you can escape!"
Bai Xiaosheng was full of wisdom and smiled, "Plum Blossom Thief, do you have anything else to say?"
Su Weiyun suddenly said, "I didn't know who the thief of Shaolin Sutra Library was an hour ago, but now I know."
Master Xinhu, who had been silent the whole time, suddenly became moved and asked, "Who is it?"
Su Weiyun said: "It was Bai Xiaosheng and Xinjian. They were too impatient and were eager to throw dirty water on me. This is totally not the style of Jianghu Bai Xiaosheng and Shaolin monks."
"The Sutra Library is heavily guarded. No matter how , it is impossible to come and go freely. Therefore, only monks inside the library could steal the Sutras. That person must be among the Seven Monks of Shaolin."
Upon hearing this, Master Xinhu and Master Xinmei's expressions changed simultaneously. If this was true, once it got out, it would be a huge loss of face for the Shaolin Sect.
Bai Xiaosheng clapped his hands and said, "You said it very well. But you are wrong about one thing."
Su Weiyun asked: "Which point?"
Bai Xiaosheng asked, "Do you think Masters Xinhu and Xinmei will believe you, or will they believe Master Xinjian and me?"
After a moment of silence, Su Weiyun said, "You are a little wrong."
Bai Xiaosheng asked: "Which point?"
Su Weiyun asked, "Do you think you four can defeat me?"
Wow!
He drew out the sword of immortality with his left hand, and instead of defending, he attacked, advancing to retreat. In an instant, three sword lights danced out, attacking the heart lake, heart eyebrow and heart mirror at the same time!
The sword light was dim and covered the cave, and in the center it seemed to reflect an ancient monk sitting upright, sacred and sacred beyond words.
