Abbot Wuxin paused upon hearing this, guessed what was being implied, and smiled without speaking.
"Abbot, I can not only copy texts, but I also have a photographic memory. Back in the Scripture Pavilion, I read both the 'Marrow-Cleansing Sutra' and the 'Tendon-Altering Sutra.' When I went to Nanjiang, I taught them to my brother Tianci!"
As Yun Jinnian spoke, he lowered his head.
Abbot Wuxin's smile grew even more warm and kind, "Hmm, the old monk understands!"
"..."
Yun Jinnian was astonished. Shouldn't there be a few words of reprimand?
"It's a trivial matter. Considering that your brother could grasp the 'Tendon-Altering Sutra' and the 'Marrow-Cleansing Sutra,' his natural talent must be good. Whenever you can, bring him to Huguo Temple, and I will accept him as a lay disciple. No matter what Martial Arts he's learned, it won't matter then!"
As Abbot Wuxin spoke, he poured out a medicinal pill and sniffed it.
