Chapter 622 The Girl Who Understands Sanskrit

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The seventy-two stunts of Shaolin are shocking the world, and Xuan Cheng is proficient in thirteen of them, and he is the first person in Shaolin Temple for two hundred years. And among these thirteen stunts, the one that Xuan Cheng was most proud of was the Prajna palm. Prajna Palm is the most profound martial art in the Shaolin boxing system, and its difficulty is no less than that of Yi Jin Jing.

"If you are restless for a long night and your thoughts are flying, how can you be deterred?" This sentence is written on the homepage of the secret book of Prajna Palm.

Xuan Cheng deliberately embarrassed Azi, confident that outsiders would never have heard of this sentence beforehand, and even Shaolin disciples could count on one hand who had read this sentence, and the Prajna Palm was created by a high-ranking monk in the Middle Earth. It is by no means passed down from Tianzhu like the "Book of Changes", so there is no Sanskrit version of this sentence in this world. Even if Azi really understands Sanskrit, it is difficult to translate it in a hurry.

Hearing Xuan Cheng's words, A Zi's expression changed. How could she understand Sanskrit?

Noticing the change in A Zi's expression, Xuan Cheng suddenly sneered: "Haha, didn't the little girl claim to know Sanskrit just now, and insisted that the cover was written 'Nerve Foot nerve', why don't you speak at this time?"

"I..." A Zi was at a loss for words.

"I am what I am!" Xuan Cheng stared at him and said angrily, "Girls take pleasure in deceiving people at a young age, and I don't know how your parents taught you."

Azi hadn't seen her parents since she was a child, and this matter was the scourge of her heart. Seeing Xuancheng mentioning her parents, she was immediately furious: "Little Junior Brother, give this stinky monk a slap for me."

"Yes, Miss A Zi." When You Tanzhi faced A Zi with respect and admiration, when he turned back to look at Xuan Cheng, his expression was fierce.

Xuan Cheng suddenly laughed: "It's just you?"

Although he knew about Xuan Cheng's martial arts cultivation, he was worried that he would suffer a dark loss due to his carelessness. Master Fang Zheng hurriedly reminded him, "Senior brother, be careful, this person has mastered the Sutra of Yi Jin, and his internal strength is also mixed with severe cold poison."

As soon as he finished speaking, You Tanzhi had already pounced in front of Xuan Cheng, Xuan Cheng did not move at all, letting the other side slap him on the chest.

Looking at the layer of ice slowly emerging on his chest, Xuan Cheng nodded: "Sure enough, there are some ways." Then there was a flash of golden light on his body, and the layer of ice was fleeting, and You Tanzhi only felt a strong force coming from his palm. , the whole person was shocked and stepped back a few steps.

"King Kong is not bad magic!" The surrounding people suddenly exclaimed, this magic has always existed only in legends, today I was fortunate enough to witness it, it is really extraordinary. You must know You Tanzhi's ice palm power, everyone has seen it before, even Zuo Lengchan, the leader of the Five Sacred Mountains, couldn't resist it, but when he hit Xuan Cheng, it seemed like a tickling.

After Xuan Cheng shook You Tan away, he didn't give him a chance to breathe. With a flash of his figure, he attacked him with a palm. The reason why he pursued it so desperately was because he saw that the original Sanskrit version of Yi Jin Jing was on You Tanzhi.

You Tanzhi's righteousness and blood were churning. Seeing Xuan Cheng attacking, he hurriedly raised his palms to greet him.

Everyone only heard a bang, and You Tanzhi fell back like a kite with a broken string. Blood spurted out of his mouth. Xuan Cheng smiled, and when he was about to use his dragon claw hand to grab the opponent back, his eyes suddenly condensed. He hurriedly flew back, and a sharp sword energy quickly swept past where he was before.

Seeing Xuan Cheng looking at him with a wary face, Song Qingshu smiled lightly: "Your Excellency is also a senior monk of the Shaolin Temple generation, do you want to openly snatch the secrets of the younger generation?"

Xuan Cheng pondered in his heart: There are indeed hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the rivers and lakes. I came out of the temple this time and met many top experts along the way. I didn’t expect that in this wilderness and deep mountains, just anyone could have this kind of skill.

The fierce sword qi of the other side made him not dare to underestimate it, but he didn't want to lose his mouth, so he heard the words and snorted: "The Book of Changes is originally my Shaolin property, and it was stolen not long ago. Poor. The monk just planned to retrieve the secret book just now, and did not pursue the crime of the young chivalrous thief, it is already kind enough."

You Tanzhi just stood firm, and when he heard his words, he couldn't help but panic: "I didn't steal this book, I just picked it up by accident..."

Song Qingshu reached out and interrupted him, and said directly: "Why do you have to explain more to him, this book is not the "Book of Changes".

Xuan Cheng was instantly furious: "You brat!"

Song Qingshu smiled lightly: "The name of this book, Miss Azi, has already made it clear just now. Is it possible that the master is relying on his own skills and insists on calling a deer a horse?"

Xuan Cheng laughed angrily: "Hehe, I just asked a random question, which has proved that she doesn't understand Sanskrit at all, and what she said can only be regarded as nonsense."

"Azi is just a frail girl of fifteen or sixteen years old, the great monk, you are highly skilled in martial arts and have an extraordinary position in the martial arts. You have a natural power in your body. You questioned her so viciously just now, she was afraid , I'm forgiven for forgetting to answer for a while." Song Qingshu said calmly with a blank face.

The expressions of the people around were very strange. Everyone saw what A Zi had done in the past. If she was a delicate little girl, she would be scared to the point of being speechless by a monk, and I am afraid she would not believe it herself.

Fang Zheng spoke at the right time, his voice was much gentler than that of Xuan Cheng: "Since that's the case, please ask this girl Azi to answer that question now, 'If you are restless for a long night and your thoughts are flying, how can you be deterred?' How to say it in Sanskrit."

When A Zi was anxious and had nothing to do, Song Qingshu heard a faint smile: "Miss A Zi, if you are afraid, quietly tell me the answer, and I will tell you for you."

Azi is also human

Jing, he reacted at once, and snorted: "This big monk is really disgusting, and I don't want to talk to him. Well, I see that the young master is quite compatible, so I will tell you." After that, he trotted to Beside Song Qingshu, he stood on tiptoe and whispered a few words in his ear.

Xuan Cheng and Fang Zheng looked at each other, could this little girl really understand Sanskrit? However, they quickly ruled out this kind of speculation. After all, there are not many people who understand Sanskrit in the entire Shaolin Temple, and all of them are monks who have attained Taoism.

It's just that the two of them still pricked up their ears, wanting to hear what she was saying, but unfortunately the other party deliberately lowered his voice and got so close to Song Qingshu that they didn't hear anything for half a day.

Song Qingshu nodded again and again. After a long time, he raised his head to look at Xuan Cheng, and said lightly, "This girl Azi has already told the answer."

"Hmph, bluffing." Xuan Cheng naturally didn't believe it. He had read the scriptures for so many years, but he didn't dare to say that he was proficient in Sanskrit. With his level, he couldn't translate this sentence into Sanskrit properly. How could you possibly understand.

Song Qingshu smiled slightly, and then read out a paragraph of Sanskrit: "Yinku Nairos, Bulganer Star, Koropokistan, Bing Nasni, Valbutanluo..."

Xuan Cheng and Fang Zheng didn't take it seriously at first, but their expressions soon changed, and this bizarre sentence was indeed the Sanskrit version of that sentence. Although they themselves can't translate well, it doesn't mean they don't understand. The other party's words not only translated the original text properly, but also translated the charm of the original text without any damage. This level of Sanskrit, Shaolin Temple is probably even No second person could be found.

"How is this possible!" The two exclaimed at the same time, but Xu Zhu on the side had no expression. After all, he was still young, and his martial arts cultivation became unfathomable because of the adventure, but he didn't understand Sanskrit at all, and naturally he didn't understand the mystery. .

At this time, Azi looked at Song Qingshu with admiration, and thought to himself: Master is really capable, even Sanskrit can be read. It seems that Azi has found a big backer this time.

Others in the field looked at A Zijiao's pretty face in shock: I didn't expect such a young girl to have such a profound knowledge of Sanskrit, that she could shake the two eminent monks of Shaolin Temple speechless.

It's just that these people did not include Ren Yingying and Wu Yunzhu. One of the two women was beside Song Qingshu and the other was in his arms. They could hear clearly what Azi said to him, it was not Sanskrit at all. Instead, she said coquettishly: "Master, Azi doesn't understand Sanskrit, what should I do~"

Wu Yunzhu's cheeks blushed, thinking that big brother is really powerful and knows everything. It's a shame that I used to call myself a talented woman in the capital. Compared with my big brother, I was really a frog in the bottom of the well.

At this moment, Wu Yunzhu suddenly felt that all the dangers he encountered this time were worth it, just because he met him...

Ren Yingying quietly raised her head and glanced at him, but unfortunately most of her cheeks were blocked by the mask, and she thought to herself: "This person is not only superb in martial arts, but also has extraordinary bearing, and he even understands such profound things as Sanskrit, he can really be regarded as a scholar. God, when did this number of people become more in the world? I don't know what he looks like under his mask..."

She is being held in her arms by the other person at the moment, she can clearly hear his steady heartbeat, feel his strong chest, and naturally knows that he is by no means an old senior. For some reason, she suddenly had a hint of his appearance. curious.

Song Qingshu held back his smile, but luckily he had a mask on his face, so no one could tell what his expression was like at this time. When he watched TV dramas in his previous life, when Kumozhi made a riot in Shaolin, there were similar passages in it. He read the secret book of Prajna Palm, and relied on his unforgettable memory to memorize the whole text, and then translated it into Sanskrit, and framed Prajna Palm for taking it. from the Western Regions.

At that time, Song Qingshu's interest in Sanskrit was aroused, so he checked various materials, and then knew that in the original work of "Tianlong Babu", it was not Jiumazhi who accomplished this feat, but the person on the sacred mountain of Qingliang Temple. It's a pity that there is too little information about Sanskrit, and it is too difficult and obscure. Song Qingshu has studied for a period of time, but he has learned only eight and seven - not one, but he is not willing to spend his energy in vain, so he recites the paragraph in the original text. If so, how could it have worked wonders today.

However, Xuan Cheng and Fang Zheng are amazing people in the Shaolin Temple after all, they quickly reacted, and they both angrily said: "That girl doesn't understand Sanskrit, the sentence just now clearly came from your mouth."

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