Chapter 36

Xu Zhu himself is the son of the abbot of Shaolin, although the abbot of Shaolin did not say anything, but some high-ranking officials in Shaolin knew about it, so even if Xu Zhu did not practice martial arts, his status in Shaolin was not low, and after being sent to the Buddhist scripture pavilion, he was swept away The monk valued him and accepted him as a disciple.

It's just that the sweeping monk's martial arts are acquired over time, so for a while, Xu Zhu's martial arts are at the level of a young monk who just entered the temple.

But as a disciple of the sweeping monk, Xu Zhu's level is naturally superior to others.

The Sutra Pavilion is the holy place of Shaolin Temple, ordinary disciples are not allowed to enter without permission.

Everyone stood outside, looking anxiously at the interior of the Sutra Pavilion, for fear that Jiumozhi would cause some damage inside.

But it's useless to be anxious, the leading monk wants Xu Zhu to go in and have a look, after all Xu Zhu is the disciple of the sweeping monk.

Xu Zhu thought for a while, then planned to go in.

But as soon as he walked into the door, he found movement coming from inside, then Xu Zhu hurriedly lowered his head, and found a figure flying out at a very fast speed in embarrassment.

The figure was Jiumozhi.

Just now, he broke into the Sutra Pavilion and found that many Shaolin cheat books were in stock.

But when he just opened one of the books, Jiumozhi found a trace of murderous intent.

"how is this possible?"

This was the thought in Jiumozhi's mind, after all, there was no one else in the Sutra Pavilion except himself.

Is there a ghost?

Jiumozhi shook his head, as an atheist, Jiumozhi didn't believe in this at all.

But as soon as he picked up the cheat book, Jiumozhi found that his murderous intent was getting stronger and stronger, as if he would die if he opened the cheat book.

Kumozhi didn't believe in evil anymore.

He opened the cheat book in his hand, but there was a sudden change.

Just when Jiumozhi had just opened the secret book and hadn't read the content on the first page, a wave of internal force came from the side, Jiumozhi quickly put down the secret book in his hand and hastily resisted.

Although he resisted hastily, Jiumozhi, who was confident in his own defense, didn't take this blow seriously at all, but within a few seconds, he regretted it.

Although the internal strength is not strong, it seems to be able to penetrate, directly breaking through Jiumozhi's defense and directly reaching Jiumozhi's meridians.

"Fuck! What's the situation?"

This was the thought in Jiumozhi's mind. Immediately after a strong force struck him, Jiumozhi couldn't control his body and flew upside down.

Somewhat embarrassed, Jiumozhi flew out. In the air, Jiumozhi couldn't control his body at all. Just like that, Jiumozhi watched him fly out helplessly.

And when Fei flew out of the door, he stared at Jiumozhi with a pair of eyes, it was astonishment, which made Jiumozhi very ashamed.

As soon as he landed, Jiumozhi found that he could control his body. He patted the ground with both hands, and Jiumozhi stood up directly, and shouted into the Sutra Pavilion: "Who? How dare you sneak attack on King Benming, you are really reckless! "

As soon as the words finished, Xu Zhu pointed at him and said to the great monk: "Senior brother, it's him who broke into the Scripture-Depository Pavilion secretly."

The corner of the great monk's mouth twitched, what about him? I also know that this person broke into the Buddhist scriptures pavilion.

Jia Xiaoyi secretly smiled at the side, it seems that this Xu Zhu's brain seems to be a little hard to use!

"Who is your Excellency? How dare you break into the Buddhist scripture pavilion of Shaolin Temple. If you don't give an explanation today, don't blame this temple for being rude." The leading monk put his hands together and asked.

"Hmph, I'm Tubo national teacher, Jiumozhi." Jiumozhi knew that he couldn't do it too hard, because there must be someone watching him secretly, so he politely reported his family name.

"Jumozhi?" The great monk was startled when he heard this, this Tubo national teacher is well-known, but he didn't know why he sneaked into Shaolin secretly, what was his intention.

"I just wanted to communicate with the eminent monks of Shaolin, but I didn't expect to enter here by mistake. You don't think I came here secretly, right?" Jiumozhi was very clever, and directly turned against the guest.

"No, no." The great monk was also a little uncertain.

Jiumozhi pretended to be okay, but at this moment, Jiumozhi's eyes narrowed, looking dangerous.

I don't know why Jiumozhi felt a danger coming.

"Da da da."

There was a sound of footsteps coming from the scripture storage pavilion.

Jiumozhi looked over and found a thin old monk coming out, holding a broom in his hand, he looked very ordinary, he belonged to the kind of person who was placed in the crowd and couldn't be seen at a glance.

But for some reason, Jiumozhi felt that this person was very dangerous.

Intuition, the intuition of a quack.

Unknowingly, Jiumozhi directly assumed a defensive posture.

"Master."

Seeing the sweeping monk coming out, the monks present quickly bowed down to salute.

"Master?" Jiumozhi narrowed his eyes, feeling terrified.

I don't know when a master ancestor appeared in Shaolin Temple?
Before Jiumozhi came, he also inquired about Shaolin's strength, only Xuanci's strength was higher than his own, and Abbot Xuanci was still outside Shaolin Temple at the moment, but the person in front of him, although he seemed to have no cultivation, but this person What is the oppressive feeling?

The sweeping monk walked slowly in front of Jiumozhi.

Jia Xiaoyi looked at it in the dark, and it turned out to be the sweeping monk.

Although he looks like an ordinary person, under this seemingly thin body, Jia Xiaoyi can feel that there is a huge power hidden under this thin body.

Like a vast ocean, it seems to be calm, but there are turbulent waves hidden.

"Since Master Jiumozhi wants to come to my Shaolin as a guest, then don't leave." The sweeping monk said, and the moment he opened his mouth, it meant that he could not refuse.

Jiumozhi was startled, what does this old bald donkey mean?
Could it be that I want Lao Tzu to stay in Shaolin Temple, eat fast and chant Buddha?

It's better to go back and be a national teacher.

"What happened today is a misunderstanding." Jiumozhi smiled and said in a low voice.

"How come the well-known benefactor Jiumozhi has become so talkative? I think the benefactor has a predestined relationship with my Shaolin Temple. Why don't you just stay in the Shaolin Temple and be accompanied by the ancient Buddha with the blue lantern every day? How wonderful!"

When Jiumozhi heard this, I didn't want to be like this. Although he was smiling, his feet were already in motion.

Internal strength surged, and Jiumozhi wanted to leave here directly by using lightness kung fu.

But as soon as he was in the air, he felt a strong pull, and Jiumozhi fell to the ground uncontrollably.

But the sweeping monk stood on the spot, grabbed it with his right hand, and saw Jiumozhi fall directly from the air.

"This is the Dragon Capturer?"

Jia Xiaoyi was startled, he had seen Xiao Feng use the Dragon Capturing Hand, but the power was not so great, but under the hands of the sweeping monk, the Dragon Capturing Hand was really powerful.

Knowing that he couldn't run anymore, Jiumozhi stood up straight away, his inner power surged and attached to his single hand.

"Flaming Knife!"

The flame knife is Jiumozhi's famous skill.

I saw the internal energy in Jiumozhi's hand surging, and then rapidly increased in temperature, a ball of flame suddenly burst out, and then Jiumozhi directly slashed out with one hand.

The internal force came out of the body, accompanied by flames, forming a large half-moon-shaped scimitar with flames.

This move was earth-shattering, Jiumozhi made it with all his strength.

Immediately, the entire Sutra Library was shrouded in a solemn atmosphere, and Jiumozhi's flame knife rolled up flying leaves all over the sky, and flew towards the sweeping monk with full power.

But this powerful move did not exert the power imagined.

Under Jiumozhi's expectant eyes, the sweeping monk raised his right hand lightly and swung it in the air. The flame knife flew towards the ground beside him like a leaf blown by the wind, and then exploded with a bang.

But the sweeping monk acted like no one was there.

Although Jiumozhi was calm on the surface, he had already scolded himself many times in his heart.

What on earth was he thinking that he wanted to break into the Sutra Pavilion of Shaolin Temple.

Well now, being haunted by an old monster, do I really want to become a monk?

Although I was originally one, it was a fake after all.

I saw the sweeping monk lightly moving the broom, and a wave of internal force spread out with the sweeping monk as the center.

This is?

Seeing this, Jiumozhi stomped his legs on the ground and flew up vigorously, taking advantage of the internal force not reaching him.

But the sweeping monk moved again.

With a flash of his figure, the sweeping monk walked slowly, but quickly, and arrived in front of Jiumozhi in the blink of an eye.

The broom moved lightly and bumped into Jiumozhi. It turned out that the quality of the broom was not good.

But under the blessing of the internal force of the floor sweeping monk, like a magic weapon, he directly hit Jiumozhi. As if he had been hit by a sledgehammer, he flew straight out, landed on the ground, and rolled several times.

"Pfft." A mouthful of blood spurted out from Jiumozhi's mouth.

Jiumozhi raised his head and looked at the sweeping monk who looked like an ordinary person, but there was a big wave in his heart.

Jiumozhi didn't expect that he was a top-notch expert in the Jianghu, but in the hands of the sweeping monk in front of him, he was like a child who had just learned martial arts. blocked it.

Jiumozhi regretted a little, regretting why he was so greedy that he came to the Shaolin Buddhist scripture pavilion to steal secret books.

If God is willing to give me another chance, then I will definitely hide away.

Jiumozhi closed his eyes in despair.

But after waiting for a long time without moving, Jiumozhi opened his eyes and found a figure appearing in front of his eyes, blocking the floor sweeping monk.

"what's the situation?"

There was a big question mark in Jiumozhi's heart.

The person who came was none other than Jia Xiaoyi.

Although he didn't have a good impression of Jiumozhi, Jia Xiaoyi's original intention was to fight against the sweeping monk, and this moment was also a very good opportunity.

"Amitabha, who is the benefactor?" The sweeping monk's eyes were like sharp arrows, and he sized up Jia Xiaoyi's body.

Jia Xiaoyi in front of him gave the sweeping monk the feeling that he looked young, but his inner strength was extremely strong, so the sweeping monk asked.

"Xiaoyao faction, Jia Xiaoyi."

Jia Xiaoyi opened his mouth slowly, and at the same time he was secretly accumulating strength. For the sweeping monk, Jia Xiaoyi did not dare to underestimate the enemy.

The sweeping monk raised his head, his eyes were a little hot, and Jia Xiaoyi was the first person to put pressure on him for many years.

At first, he thought that there was no opponent in this world, but at this moment, the sweeping monk felt the excitement in his body and the surge of internal energy.

The sweeping monk couldn't help but want to make a move now.

"Xiaoyaozi? Didn't expect his disciples and grandchildren to have such cultivation?" The sweeping monk spoke slowly, but Jia Xiaoyi was taken aback.

The other party knows his master?Could it be that he is a person of the same generation as his master?Jia Xiaoyi guessed in his heart.

(End of this chapter)

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