The Green Shirts in the Martial Arts Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 253
"Is there a master competing with the old fairy for the treasure map? Those two are very powerful."

Inside the Sutra Pavilion, after hearing the earth-shattering situation outside, Ah Zi hurriedly searched for several copies of Shaolin 72 stunts.

However, seeing several figures in the night sky escaping from the sky and moving around, hard to follow with the naked eye, they are fighting fiercely, like thunder and fire, all kinds of strange energies rushing in all directions, the scene is particularly amazing.

Chen Zhuo walked to the window, glanced at the evil old man with white beard and white beard, this man raised his arms and fists, and immediately saw a strong wind, but it was an extremely terrible poisonous skill, no doubt it belonged to Ding Chunqiu.

Other than that, Murong Bo, Najiumozhi, and several eminent monks from Shaolin are also fighting.

"I said, why are you still in a daze?" Seeing that Chen Zhuo was looking out of the window, and then at Murong Bo and Jiumozhi who had gained the upper hand, Ah Zi couldn't help shrinking her shoulders, and couldn't help but said, "This Xiaoxian Xingxiu sees you pleasing to the eye, and allows you to pick two secret books, I'm afraid the old fairy is not a match for those two, I'd better sneak away, won't you go?"

"Don't go." Chen Zhuo said.

AhZi rolled her eyes and said, "Aren't you going?"

Chen Zhuo withdrew his gaze thoughtfully, changed the subject suddenly, and asked, "Is that 'Villion Palace' palace master very powerful?"

"Amazing?" AhZi was taken aback for a moment, and then her tone changed, "It's not just amazing, it's like a fairy flying into the sky and escaping from the ground."

The two were chatting among themselves, suddenly saw a young monk came in cautiously, but just as he closed the door, he turned his head and met Ah Zi who was stealing scriptures, the two of them stared wide-eyed.

AhZi reacted very quickly, she swiped her body, and immediately pressed the short knife, put the knife on the opponent's neck, squinted and smiled: "Little monk, you are sneaky, say, what good things are hidden."

Seeing that the monk's arms were bulging, she didn't wait for the other party's response, she reached out and groped for a while, not wanting to take out a scripture wrapped in cassock, her eyes lit up immediately.

"Yi Jin Jing? Hahaha, there is nowhere to find it if you break through the iron shoes. It doesn't take much effort to get it."

AhZi smiled happily, but when she opened the scriptures, she didn't feel dumbfounded, but she saw that it was full of Sanskrit characters, densely packed, it's hard to read.

Just one tandem and one back, there was a burst of hurried footsteps chasing outside the house, shouting everywhere.

"Search!"

"That monk must have hidden the "Yi Jin Jing"."

"That monk seems to have hid in the 'Sutra Pavilion'. Senior Brother and Junior Sister Ah Zi are inside, let's go in and have a look."

……

"go!"

Ah Zi's expression changed drastically, she didn't care too much, she grabbed the monk and turned around to leave.

Seeing this, Chen Zhu looked at the fight outside the window again, then turned his gaze lightly, casually glanced over a shadowy corner of the Sutra Pavilion, and followed out with steps.

Not long after the three of them left, a tall and thin figure appeared in the originally empty corner, holding a broom. everything that happened.

"Three religions connected? It's amazing."

Youyou's words sounded, extremely old.

"Shh! Shh!"

The sound of sweeping the floor reappeared, and the scattered scriptures on the ground immediately returned to their original positions.

On the other side, it only said that the three of them took advantage of the chaos to get out of Shaolin. They fled all the way to the back mountain without saying a word. Then they stopped and took a few breaths, and then turned around. From a distance, they could see the flames in the "Shaolin Temple" and the sound of killing.

"Monk, what's your name?"

Seeing that the monk in front of him was out of breath, Ah Zi must be not very skilled, so she simply put down the dagger.

The monk panicked, clasped his hands together and said: "My little monk Xu Zhu."

AhZi curled her lips and said, "Handy monk."

Chen Zhuo on the side kept staring at the battle situation in Shaolin Temple, and said softly, "Another master comes."

But at the foot of the mountain, there was a fast horse galloping towards, the people on the horse didn't wait for the horse to stop, they flew straight up the mountain, striding wildly, wherever they passed, those disciples of the Xingxiu sect outside the mountain gate were all like a strong wind Rolling to the sides like pressing grass.

"Where does the monster dare to disturb Shaolin!"

It roared like thunder.

The visitor was wild and majestic, before stepping into the mountain gate, his palms and fingers spread out, his center of gravity sank, his arms swung a move, his hands protruded like a dragon's claws, and he sucked and pulled with monstrous force. All the torches trembled one after another, and the flames on them immediately gathered in the palm of their hands like ten thousand streams returning to the river, and ten thousand rivers returning to the sea. Together with the flames in the temple, they were all embraced by the visitors.

The man raised his palms and shot out with anger. With his arms moving, the raging flames around him turned into illusions. Urged by the palm force, he circled up and turned into a ferocious and terrifying fire dragon. With another push, The fire dragon swam out and crashed into the heroes fighting fiercely in mid-air.

Everyone was startled by the domineering palm strength of the comer, and they all turned their attacks and spearheads to meet the powerful palm strength.

In an instant, several forces collided in one place.

There was only a loud explosion, and the hustle and bustle broke out everywhere, and the fire dragons scattered in numbers of eighteen, turning into a rain of fire all over the sky.

"Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms? North Qiaofeng?"

Feeling the gust of night wind blowing in front of him, Chen Zhuo squinted his eyes carefully, but he saw a different change in it, his eyes flashed suddenly and then slowly opened again.

"It's interesting, it's so interesting, I actually got 'Qian Yi'."

Not only that, this person also used the "Thousand One" power for his own use. The previous move seemed to be only one palm, but he clearly wanted to integrate the eighteen dragon-subduing palms into one move. The power is enough to shock the world.

What an amazing talent.

The difference between human talents lies in whether the same martial arts can have extraordinary changes.

Those with high talents and strong bones can display extraordinary power even with ordinary fists and feet.

There are rumors in the world that Qiao Feng can beat all the heroes in the world even with Taizu's long fist. This is the reason.

With such a unique aptitude, the same kind of martial arts may only be able to achieve [-]% of the strength of other people, but if it is performed by this person, it may reach the pinnacle and be able to exert [-]% of its power.

Chen Zhuo secretly sighed in his heart, until today, he finally understood what it means to be a person who is loved by the world and has profound luck.

Although the word "Qi Luck" is illusory and has no trace to be found, in his opinion, it is better to read it the other way around, it is "luck", and it all depends on the word "struggle".

The general trend can be contested, and the small things can also be contested.

How to fight depends on strength, the more you fight, the better your luck.The greater the power, the greater the power, the greater the fame, the greater the wealth, even a beggar can reach the sky in one step and change his life.

In this matter, he agrees with a certain person's words, that clenching a fist is holding power.

But just holding it is not enough, you have to hold it firmly, and hold it firmly.

Otherwise, if you are not strong enough to hold it, then you can make wedding clothes for others and fulfill others.

Before strength, the difference in talent is particularly important.

"A world of great contention!"

Chen Zhuo's heart was burning.

Now that he is throwing countless baits towards this river and lake, I am afraid that the masters here will really have the opportunity to transform into dragons; , It won't take long, I'm afraid there will be a lot of masters, and it's not guaranteed that even he himself will be difficult to end.

However, if this is not the case, how can you be happy?

Since a person wants to climb a high mountain and reach the peak, he should sweat and endure hardships, become stronger when encountering the strong, and have an invincible ambition in his heart. Only in this way can he enjoy all the hard-won things when he looks back and feel worth.

(End of this chapter)