The Transcendence of All Realms

Chapter 35 Jiumozhi Breaks into Shaolin
The world's martial arts come from Shaolin, this sentence is enough to show Shaolin's status in the Central Plains martial arts, it can be said to be the top of the martial arts.

The martial arts conference held by Shaolin naturally attracted countless people to attend.

But Jia Xiaoyi doesn't intend to mess with these people, he has his own plans.

After whispering a few words to Ah Zi, Ah Zi obediently stood where she was, while Jia Xiaoyi slipped away quietly while no one was paying attention.

Stepping on Lingbo and taking small steps, Jia Xiaoyi was like a ghost, extremely fast, and ran silently, did not disturb the people at all, and came directly to a corner of the Shaolin wall, with both legs, turned inside.

At this moment, most of the power of Shaolin Temple is scattered outside Shaolin Temple. Inside Shaolin Temple, the power is extremely weak, but it cannot be underestimated.

After simply distinguishing the direction, Jia Xiaoyi rushed towards the scripture storage pavilion of Shaolin Temple.

There are also people who obviously have the same thoughts as Jia Xiaoyi at this moment. As soon as Jia Xiaoyi came to the side of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, he saw another sneaky figure appearing in his sight.

Bald head, Buddha chain, wearing cassock, full beard.

Kumozhi?
Jia Xiaoyi was puzzled, I said, why didn't I hear about this guy, it turned out that this guy had the same idea as me.

In fact, this Jiumozhi is also a pitiful character. Originally, Murong Bo gave him the Little Wuxiang Kung Fu and Shaolin's unique skills to drive him into obsession, but he didn't expect that the more he practiced, the more fierce Jiumozhi became.

But now, Jiumozhi is no longer satisfied with the Shaolin unique skills given by Murong Bo, and intends to come to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to see if he can steal some unique skills back.

Originally thought that all the monks in Shaolin Temple were outside Shaolin Temple, and the defense inside the temple was weak, but as soon as he jumped into the courtyard of the Buddhist scripture pavilion, Jiumozhi stopped moving.

In front of him was an ugly little monk who was sweeping the floor. When he saw Jiumozhi coming in, he was a little surprised and stared at Jiumozhi dumbfounded.

And Jiumozhi obviously didn't expect that there was someone in the yard, he jumped down and turned around to see the little monk, and the two of them stared at him immediately.

silence ing.

The two looked at each other, and Jiumozhi also forgot what he was going to do for a moment.

"Who..." The little monk had just opened his mouth when Jiumozhi quickly ran up to him, and tapped the Ya acupoint all at once.

"Shhh, don't talk." The little monk was obviously a little flustered after being hit on the Ya point, he raised the broom in his hand and wanted to hit Jiumozhi.

But who is Jiumozhi? Although his internal strength is not as good as Murong Fu, Xiao Feng and others, he is still one of the best in the world.

Sweeping his sleeves directly, the broom in the little monk's hand suddenly became torn apart.

Seeing that the broom in his hand was broken, the little monk immediately fell silent, not daring to make any further moves.

"Little monk, come here!"

Jiumozhi opened his mouth, the little monk succumbed to Jiumozhi's threat and had no choice but to step forward.

"Let me ask you, which direction is the Buddhist scripture pavilion in your Shaolin Temple?"

Although he jumped into the courtyard of the Buddhist scriptures pavilion, the attics in the courtyard are all similar, originally Jiumozhi planned to search for them one by one, but now that there is a young monk, it is naturally much easier.

The little monk's eyes shrank, and the thief in front of him dared to take the idea of ​​the Buddhist scriptures pavilion.

One must know that the Sutra Pavilion is the sacred place of Shaolin Temple, no less than the capital of a country, but the thief in front of him wants to go to the Sutra Pavilion, and the young monk will naturally not agree.

"Hmph." The little monk flicked his nose, then turned his face to one side.

"Oh, the little monk has a lot of backbone, so he didn't say anything." Jiumozhi didn't expect that the little monk in front of him was still stubborn and didn't answer him.

"Hmph, let's not say that, since that's the case." As soon as Jiumozhi finished speaking, his internal force directly turned into a finger, and pointed at the young monk's body.

Immediately afterwards, the little monk trembled uncontrollably as if he was under a lot of pressure.

In fact, what Jiumozhi tapped was the little monk's laugh point, but the dumb point of the young monk in front of him was also tapped, so he felt very uncomfortable.I can't laugh when I want to laugh, it's hard to hold back.

"Do you want to talk?" Jiumozhi continued to ask.

The little monk couldn't bear it at first, but when he heard Jiumozhi's words, his whole body seemed to be supported by something, he tried his best to hold back the discomfort all over his body, turned his head, and refused to answer.

"Yo, you're quite stubborn, just wait for me." Jiumozhi tapped the little monk's acupuncture points, and the little monk was frozen, unable to move at all.

And Jiumozhi left here, and a few minutes later, he came back with another young monk in his hand.

The other little monk was obviously in a coma, and after seeing it, the little monk became a little excited.

"Little monk, you should know this person. Tell him quickly, or I will kill him." Jiumozhi raised another young monk in his hand, and waved it in front of the little monk, signaling the little monk to tell him the scriptures quickly. Where is the pavilion.

The little monk lowered his head, obviously he was conflicted in his heart. On the one hand, he was his playmate, and on the other hand, he was his teacher. It was really hard to choose.

Suddenly, as if he had heard something, the little monk trembled all over, then raised his head, his originally confused eyes became a little firm.

Then he gestured with both hands, and he would tell Jiumozhi the location of the Sutra Pavilion.

When Jiumozhi heard this, he quickly threw out the other little monk in his hand, and excitedly untied the little monk's dumb acupoint: "Speak quickly, speak quickly."

The little monk aimed his eyes at a building. From a distance, it seemed to be different, with extraordinary momentum.

After Jiumozhi heard this, he immediately put aside the little monk, started his lightness kung fu, and ran towards the Sutra Pavilion.

And Jia Xiaoyi also secretly followed behind, followed up.

Jiumozhi didn't know, but Jia Xiaoyi knew that there was a big boss in the Sutra Pavilion at this moment.

Sweeper monk.

Although the sweeping monk is not well-known in the Jianghu, but judging from the plot, the martial arts of the sweeping monk is already the best in the world.

Before, Jia Xiaoyi might not be sure that he was the opponent of the sweeping monk, but now that Jia Xiaoyi has integrated the internal forces of Wu Yazi, Tianshan Child Elder, and Li Qiushui, Jia Xiaoyi feels that Xiao Feng, Jiumozhi and others are no longer himself. In this arena, probably only the sweeping monk can fight against him.

As for his current state, Jia Xiaoyi doesn't know what state he has reached. Anyway, his strong internal force can support Jia Xiaoyi to use Lingbo microsteps for many days, but Jia Xiaoyi has never tried it.

And for Xiao Feng's realm, Jia Xiaoyi is also clear, naturally he is not his opponent now.

Therefore, Jia Xiaoyi wanted to find a sweeping monk to try how good he was now.

Sure enough, Jiumozhi was so fast that he swept open the door of the Sutra Pavilion with direct internal force and rushed in.

Jia Xiaoyi glanced at it, there were a lot of scriptures inside, it should be the scripture storage pavilion.

After Jiumozhi entered, there was no movement, and Jia Xiaoyi was waiting patiently outside.

And the little monk just now led a large group of monks to the door of the Sutra Pavilion at some point.

"Xu Zhu, you mean, that thief broke into the Sutra Pavilion?" the leading monk shouted.

"Yes." Xu Zhu said weakly in a low voice.

"Stupid you, how could you tell him?"

"Master told me to say it."

"Master?"

When the great monk heard this, he lost his temper, he had no choice, who made Xu Zhu's backstage tough.

　Silk Road is a bit messy, that’s all for today’s chapter.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)