In the Sutra Pavilion, Yu Mo and Buddha Son walked towards the third floor.

The Heavenly King and other monks stood outside the Sutra Pavilion and witnessed the two disappearing at the entrance of the stairs.

The Buddhist son had already received the instructions of the abbot. In the past few days, he had been in a state of conjunction with Yu Mo in the Sutra Pavilion and urged him to sort out the new Yijin Sutra.

Of course, this does not rule out that supervise Yu Mo to study Buddhist scriptures to see if he has any abnormal actions.

After the abbot came to his senses, he also noticed some of Yu Mo's true intentions.

Yu Mo tirelessly pursues Buddhist scriptures rather than martial arts secrets, and the abbot believes in this.

So what is the profound meaning of Yu Mo's move?

Could he find something from it?

The abbot couldn't figure out Yu Mo's thoughts, so he could only let the Buddhist son watch and listen more, and whether he could find any clues.

Yu Mo ignored the complicated thoughts at Tianlong Temple, and all his mind was above Buddhist scriptures.

Stepping on the steps one by one, looking at the third floor getting closer and closer, his eyes became hot.

The Buddha's son looked at him intently. He had just passed by the second floor. Yu Mo looked at him without looking at the rows of martial arts secrets.

The Buddhist son gradually believed that Yu Mo's real purpose was the Buddhist scriptures on the third floor.

The two finally climbed to the third floor, and the bookshelf filled the eyes immediately. The rows of bookshelf were filled with Buddhist scriptures, which was full of magnificent. The Buddhist son was not surprised and pointed to the bookshelf and said, "The Buddhist scriptures in Tianlong Temple are all here. These are Buddhist scriptures. Every monk in Tianlong Temple must carefully study them. Of course, everyone has different understandings and qualifications, and some people have spent their entire lives.

I can only comprehend a few books. Of course, some people have a connection with Buddha and possess Buddha nature, and can comprehend hundreds of true scriptures. The abbot is such a person.”

Yu Mo nodded and said, "It's really admirable."

After a slight pause, Yu Mo asked curiously: "Son of Buddha, your Buddha nature must be excellent. I wonder how many true scriptures have you understood?"

The Buddhist son raised his head slightly and said proudly: "I have learned about the true scriptures for half a hundred times."

Yu Mo was surprised. The Buddhist son had achieved such achievements at a young age. No wonder he could become a Buddhist son. This Buddha nature is simply unparalleled. The Buddhist son looked at Yu Mo and said, "Master Yu, the Buddhist scriptures are not secrets of martial arts. You are indeed very good at practicing martial arts, and you can also create your own martial arts. However, the Buddhist scriptures emphasize understanding and Buddha nature. If you lack this, even if you are extremely smart, you will definitely be

There won't be much gain."

Yu Mo did not refute, but believed in the judgment of the Buddhist son as a veteran, and looked like he was taught and said, "I understand."

"Then you start by yourself, you can read any true scripture."

Yu Mo nodded and walked to a bookshelf without saying a word. The true scriptures immediately came into view, dazzling and dazzling.

Just one glance is enough to make people flinch.

However, Yu Mo felt a kind feeling, as if he had returned home and he took out a true scripture.

The scriptures are very new, as if they are new books.

"Are the scriptures so new?" Yu Mo asked curiously.

The Buddha nodded: "Of course, there is a great Buddhist Dharma in the true scriptures, and the Buddhist Dharma blessings. The true scriptures are naturally as new as new and spotless."

Yu Mo checked it and found that the scriptures were spotless and the new ones were a bit too much.

Yu Mo felt awe-inspiring in his heart and did not dare to underestimate him.

Wow!

He gently opened the scriptures, and what caught his eye was Chinese characters, not Sanskrit.

The Buddhist monk introduced: "There are some Chinese scriptures written by men and Sanskrit. If you don't understand Sanskrit, you can read these Chinese characters first."

Yu Mo refused to say anything, because he had already immersed in the true scriptures, like an old monk who had entered into meditation, staring at the true scriptures in his hand without squinting.

Crazy!

Yu Mo turned the scriptures page after page, and the lines of words seemed to have spirituality, jumping into his eyes and his heart.

The Buddhist son didn't care at first, but gradually he realized that Yu Mo was very serious and the pages were turning faster and faster.

He was a little confused. This is not a novel, but a Buddhist scripture. What is the use of his almost ten-action performance at a glance?

What mystery can he see?

"Is he doing it? He deliberately confuses me?"

The Buddha frowned, but Yu Mo was too serious and he could not interrupt at all, so he could only watch Yu Mo.

After Yu Mo finished reading the first true scripture, his eyes were calm, like a calm sea, deep and vast.

However, there was a storm in his heart.

As he read one by one, the intimacy and familiarity in his mind became stronger and stronger.

Finally, when he finished reading this true scripture, a bell rang out from the black prison in his brain, which was deafening.

A golden dot of light flashed in the black prison, as if it were the stars in the bright night sky, particularly dazzling.

Yu Mo had no choice but to ignore it.

What's going on?

Yu Mo stared at the golden light, and his mood could not calm down for a long time.

Yu Mo suddenly raised his head, picked up another scripture, and read it hungrily.

Since he had such a reaction after reading the scriptures, Yu Mo certainly had to continue, but he wanted to see what changes would happen after he had read all the scriptures.

"All these changes must be related to my past life."

Yu Mo was determined, focused without distraction, and was immersed in the second true scripture.

The Buddhist son looked at Yu Mo in shock and opened his mouth, as if he wanted to ask what Yu Mo was doing, but Yu Mo was too serious and forced him to swallow the words back.

The Buddha's son was dumbfounded and witnessed Yu Mo's reading of the second true scripture. When he saw Yu Mo's third true scripture again, the Buddha's son finally couldn't help but ask, "Master Yu, what are you doing?"

Yu Mo had no intention of stopping. He had already picked up the third true scripture in his hand and started reading it on his own.

Because, when he finished reading the second true scripture, another golden light spot appeared in the black prison. Yu Mo already understood that when he had not read a true scripture, a light spot would appear in the black prison.

He was not sure what these light spots would eventually become, but he was full of curiosity.

So, he couldn't wait to read all the scriptures and see the final result.

He glanced at the Buddha's son, took his reaction in his eyes, and said lightly: "The Buddhist scriptures are indeed extraordinary, with great mystery and great principles."

"Did you really understand?" The Buddha's son was incredible.

Yu Mo nodded, his eyes had already fallen on the true scriptures in his hand, and he said without raising his head: "I understand a little."

hiss!

The Buddhist son took a deep breath. The so-called reading a hundred times was obvious. Yu Mo read it through it quickly and understood it slightly.

The Buddhist son really wants to vomit blood.

He has excellent Buddha nature. He studied it repeatedly before he comprehended the true scriptures. How could he gain something by reading it like Yu Mo?
Chapter completed!