Hua Yi was convinced that Tong Yan Xin Jing was a kung fu practiced by men, she had little interest in it, and after reading it for a while, she returned the parchment scroll to him, and did not know how long it took to fall asleep last night.
Teng Feng Yuan hugged her to lie down for a while, he has business, naturally can not rely on the bed, climbed up and went to the study, the volume of the Tong Yan Heart Sutra transcribed a few copies.
Xiao Cheng entered the study and saw him reading a book, slightly frowning as if he was thinking about something, he went over to greet him, and Teng Feng Yuan said, “There is no need to be that outgoing when there are no outsiders.”
He handed Xiao Cheng the transcribed Heart Sutra, “Keep a copy for yourself, let the elders take the others back, and whoever wants to practice can do so on their own.”
Xiao Cheng put away the heart sutra, “It is said that it is difficult to comprehend and understand, only a few people have practiced it over the past two hundred years, my kind of qualification may not be suitable.”
“As you wish.” Teng Feng Yuan did not care much.
Xiao Cheng wanted to ask him about his feelings towards this Heart Sutra, but his remaining light glanced at the half-expanded scroll on the desk, where a man and a woman were entwined together in a position that would make one’s face redden, with text describing them in detail.
He was speechless, and even looked at Teng Feng Yuan’s gaze is quite a bit subtle, also thought that the sect master closed the door in the study to study the secret books of the Divine Principle, the original is in the study of men and women’s art!