The beginning of Tianlong is second to Murong Fu

Chapter 52 Master
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"Master knows the Peripatetic School?"

Xiao Jun tilted his head and looked at the old monk, he couldn't help being a little surprised.

The Xiaoyao Sect is not well known in the Jianghu, not even as famous as Ding Chunqiu's Xingxiu Sect, and the old monk has been living in seclusion in Shaolin Temple as a sweeping monk, how could he know the little-known Xiaoyao Sect?
"I heard a little bit, what is your relationship with the Xiaoyao faction?"

The old monk asked again, and seemed to be very interested in the relationship between the Xiaoyao faction and Xiao Jun.

"Should I ask the master this question? Why is the master so interested in the Xiaoyao Sect? Is it hatred or origin?"

Xiao Jun also stared into the old monk's eyes and asked seriously.

"You go, before anyone finds out."

The old monk suddenly changed the subject, and instead of asking Xiao Jun, he urged Xiao Jun to leave quickly to avoid being discovered.

"I'm really curious about the past of the master. What happened to make the master willing to hide in such an isolated place? What is your purpose?"

Xiao Jun squinted his eyes, and looked at the old monk again, with even more doubts in his heart, he couldn't see through the old monk at all.

"The benefactor should go! If you don't leave, you really can't leave. You should know the consequences of trespassing on the Sutra Pavilion. The guards of the Sutra Pavilion after morning classes will be back soon."

The old monk no longer paid any attention to Xiao Jun, and turned around to continue his work of cleaning books, earnestly and carefully.

"Okay, but before you leave, you should shake hands with the master, right? It's a temporary farewell greeting."

As Xiao Jun said, he suddenly reached out and grabbed the old monk's hand.

"No need, the old monk's hands are dirty. I'm afraid the benefactor will be contaminated. Please leave the benefactor quickly."

While talking, the old monk withdrew his hand, made a slight mistake in his steps, turned his body on the spot, his shoulders sank, and leaned against Xiao Jun's chest.

"The master is wrong. As a Buddhist, every dust and dust is life, why should you dislike it?"

Xiao Jun also uttered a sentence in a blind Buddhist tone, held his breath, turned his body slightly, with his shoulder as the front, and also bumped into the old monk's shoulder.

Suddenly a powerful force came from the old monk's shoulders, collided with Xiao Jun's six-success power, and the surrounding bookshelves were shocked!
Immediately afterwards, Xiao Jun couldn't help but took a step back, and the old monk also took a step back!
The first move was half-baked, and it was actually a tie.

Fuck!Are you really a master?

Xiao Jun couldn't help being startled, although he only used [-]% of his strength just now, his skill is not something ordinary people can compare casually, even Ding Chunqiu and Murong Fu may not be able to stop him, but the old man The monk actually just took a slight step back!
The old monk also looked up at Xiao Jun in astonishment, with a puzzled face, as if he didn't expect Xiao Jun to push him back a step.

"Who's up there!?"

At this moment, a loud shout suddenly came from outside the door, followed by footsteps.

Hearing the sound, it should be the monk on duty who came back here after the morning class, and heard the movement upstairs.

"I'm Xu Zhu, the third generation leader of Xiaoyao Sect, I'll take my leave first, I'll talk about it another day!"

Xiao Jun left a sentence, turned over and jumped out of the window, and disappeared without a trace in a blink of an eye.

The old monk looked at the back of Xiao Jun leaving, and couldn't help frowning. As he turned his eyes, he seemed to recall many past events.

But soon, as the footsteps downstairs got closer, the old monk returned to normal in an instant, as if nothing had happened.

In a side hall, Xuanci, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, was sitting in it alone, knocking on wooden fish, chanting something, I don't know what he was chanting.

A gray figure landed on the top of the side hall between leaps and bounds, the sound was very soft, like the sound of fallen leaves touching the ground, fleeting.

It was Xiao Jun who had just slipped out of the Sutra Pavilion.

Xuanci, who was muttering something, turned his head slightly, and his ears moved slightly, as if he had already noticed the movement on the top of the beam.

"Since we've already arrived, why bother to hide our head and show our tail? I don't know what's the business of the benefactor sneaking into my Shaolin?"

When Xiao Jun was still thinking about the old monk just now, he heard that Xuan Ci already knew that he was coming, and couldn't help cursing inwardly.

What about bragging?Could it be that there are all masters in Shaolin Temple?Did you hear that?Lao Tzu has inherited the skills of the three masters of the Xiaoyao School for more than 200 years. Let Lao Tzu feel a little mysterious, right?
Xiao Jun was thinking in his heart, and he turned back and fell into the side hall, waved his hand in the air, and all the opened doors of the hall were closed with a creak.

Xuan Ci, who was knocking on the wooden fish, seemed to feel the flash of true energy in the air, and couldn't help turning his head to look at Xiao Jun, and then he was obviously taken aback.

"Disciple Xu Zhu, met the abbot."

Xiao Jun clasped his hands together and said solemnly.

"why you?!"

Xuan Ci frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice.

"Why can't you be a disciple?"

Xiao Jun was still respectful, but there was a strange smile on the corner of his mouth.

"The martial arts you used just now are not the martial arts of my Shaolin sect."

With a sullen face, Xuan Ci sized Xiao Jun up a few times, and said slowly.

"Father, the abbot is good at hearing, can you tell that I am not using Shaolin martial arts just by my lightness kungfu?"

Xiao Jun was originally thinking about how to help Xu Zhu's father pass around the Shaolin Temple, but he didn't expect to say that his mouth was bald all of a sudden, and he called him Dad.

How fucking awkward!Can't time travel and change to Xu Zhu, the unlucky guy, even his father has to change, right?Dad, I'm sorry, everything is needed for time travel.

Xiao Jun thought in his heart, suddenly turned around on the spot, folded his hands together and bowed to the surroundings.

The abbot, who hadn't recovered after hearing the "Father" at first, saw Xiao Jun's strange action, and couldn't help frowning again.

"What are you doing?"

Xuanci looked suspiciously at Xiao Jun who was prostrating all around while muttering, and asked suspiciously.

"It's nothing."

Xiao Jun coughed in embarrassment, and replied casually.

"Where did you learn martial arts? Since you studied under Shaolin, why did you secretly learn martial arts from other sects?"

Xuanci looked serious and asked in a deep voice.

"This is not important, what is important is that I have to tell you that Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo are not dead, and have been lurking in the scripture storage pavilion of Shaolin Temple. Soon, there will be a big battle in Shaolin Temple, and Xiao Yuanshan will point out that you are You were the leader outside Yanmen Pass back then, but you must not admit it, and someone will expose that you married a wife and had children, so don’t admit these, or you will die!"

Xiao Jun looked at Xuan Ci and said seriously.

"who are you?!"

Xuanci frowned, looked at Xiao Jun in surprise, and couldn't believe his ears, because Xiao Jun casually said something that ordinary people would never know.

Most importantly, judging by Xiao Jun's current age, he shouldn't, or couldn't have known.

Xuanci was a little confused.

(End of this chapter)