The Battle of Martial Arts Breaks the Wind and Cloud

Duan De sneered and said: "It's okay, you guys are talking about you, I'm just an audience. And what Sun Zhenren said is not unreasonable. Although your martial arts are not invincible in the world, sitting in Chongyang Palace can indeed deter Xiaoxiao and scare everyone. A lot of cowards."

"Let's think about it..." Zhou Botong frowned, and said, "Even if we want to go back to Chongyang Palace, we have to wait until the hero meeting in Xiangyang City is held."

"Master, we also think so." Qiu Chuji cheered up.

Finally letting his uncle let go and return to Chongyang Palace, Qiu Chuji was really inexplicably excited and excited.

Wang Chuyi and Sun Buer were also in the same mood, and the unhappiness and depression that Zhou Botong taught them before had all disappeared.

Then, Zhou Botong waved his hand, indicating that the three real people can leave.

He also wanted to continue chatting with Duan De, catch up on the old days, and get some benefits.

This old guy has already tasted the essence, and he didn't dare to show a bad face when facing Duan De. Instead, he kept a flattering smile on his face.

Before the three real people left, when they saw their uncle's face, they immediately felt very unfair.

Why are they all human beings, but why are they treated differently?

"You don't come here...don't think that you can blackmail me because of your qualifications and seniority." Duan De looked at the old naughty boy displeased.

Zhou Botong laughed and said: "Well, pass on a little more true energy to me. After I refine it, it will turn into my own internal energy, which will allow me to break through the bottleneck and at least raise a small level. If I meet the evil monk in the East China Sea again in the future, And that mysterious Beihai strong man, I am sure that when fighting alone, I will beat them to the ground."

Speaking of the latter, his tone was full of confidence and a hint of desire.

The longing and extravagant desire for greater strength made him disregard his old face and ask Duan De to pass on some true energy.

Duan De hesitated for a while before saying: "Old guy, if it's not for my master's face, I will definitely not pick on you."

After finishing speaking, helplessly, he could only pass on some true energy to the other party again.

However, speaking seriously, if Zhou Botong's martial arts can be greatly improved, it will be of great benefit to Duan De.

After all, the current Xiangyang City needs more powerful masters to sit in the town and control the scene.And Zhou Botong is undoubtedly the best candidate.

Moreover, the little bit of true qi he imparted did not cause serious harm to himself, and it only took a few days to make up for it.

When imparting the exercises to Zhou Botong, Duan De directly pressed Zhou Botong's head. Although this looked a little unsightly and seemed a little disrespectful to the elderly, Duan De couldn't control that much.Who made the old urchin too greedy?

After imparting the exercises, Duan De left the room and let the old naughty boy absorb the refining qi and turn it into his own internal strength.

In the afternoon, young hero Yang Guo appeared in Xiangyang City again and entered Duanfu.

Knowing that Yang Guo returned to Xiangyang, Duan De was so excited that he quickly put aside other matters, appeared beside Yang Guo as quickly as possible, and then pulled him into a secret room.

In the secret room, the two conspired an extraordinary thing

Chapter 223 Go North to Shaolin to Steal Scriptures

"Senior Brother Duan, you want me to go to Shaolin Temple to steal a scripture?" Yang Guo looked at Duan De in astonishment.

Duan De laughed, nodded and said, "That's right. Go and help me steal this scripture, I won't treat you badly."

"The "Langa Sutra" of Shaolin Temple is just a Buddhist scripture. What do you want it for?" Yang Guo asked suspiciously.

Duan De hesitated for a while, then said: "There are four volumes of the Sri Lanka Sutra, which are placed in the Sutra Pavilion of the Shaolin Temple. It records a martial arts that is not inferior to the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon, and it is the supreme inner strength method. .”

He was undoubtedly referring to the "Nine Suns Sutra", also known as "Nine Suns Divine Skill", which is recorded in the scriptures of the Langa Sutra.

According to records in The Legend of Condor Heroes, this exercise was finally stolen by Xiaoxiangzi and Yin Kexi, and then was jointly hunted down by Master Jueyuan and the young Zhang Junbao (later Wudang master Zhang Sanfeng), and fled to Kunlun...

There must be no Zhang Junbao at this time, but Master Jueyuan, who has been sweeping the floor in Shaolin Temple for many years and often reads many scriptures in the Sutra Pavilion, must have memorized the cultivation method of the Nine Suns Manual and practiced it.

"What? How did you know?" Yang Guo was even more shocked and puzzled.

"Don't worry about it so much. Just do it for me." Duan De laughed.

"Brother, you can't give me a mission that is more upright and aboveboard, and even ask me to go to Shaolin Temple to steal things... If I get caught, I will lose face. How can I mess around in the rivers and lakes in the future?" Yang Guo said depressedly. muttered.

Duan De said with a smile: "It's okay, I will support you, no one should do anything to you."

"But Shaolin Temple is a place where dragons are hidden and tigers are crouching. Although my martial arts are not bad, I may not be able to retreat completely." Yang Guo worried.

"In the Sutra Pavilion of Shaolin Temple, there is a monk who cleans up sundries and dumps garbage. He wears ordinary clothes and does not have a high status in Shaolin Temple. However, this person's inner strength is particularly deep. His name is Master Jueyuan." Duan De reminded.

"Master Jueyuan?" Yang Guo pondered.

"That's right." Duan De nodded, and said, "You just need to avoid this person, and then sneak into the Sutra Pavilion of Shaolin Temple. It shouldn't be difficult to steal the Lenga Sutra."

"You put it simply." Yang Guo stared angrily.

Duan De smiled evilly, "Don't look unhappy, kid... I can give you a promise right now. If you get me the Lenga Sutra, I will support you as the leader of the beggar gang. Enjoy it .Surprised."

"Really?" Yang Guo was so excited that he screamed.

"Why lie to you. I keep my promises. What I say is like splashed water. I can't take it back." Duan De laughed.

"Okay. I'll do this." Yang Guo seemed to be full of motivation and energy, full of confidence, wishing he could steal the scriptures from Shaolin Temple right away, and then become the leader of the beggar gang in a glorious manner, sweeping the world...

Duan De made a big promise to trick Yang into stealing scriptures, although it was a bit absurd.But if Yang Guo really stole the scriptures, then it would save Duan De a lot of trouble, and he doesn't need to visit Shaolin Temple himself.

"To go to Shaolin Temple this time, it will take more than a month to go back and forth. If you encounter Mongolian soldiers on the way, you can kill them if you can, and stay far away if you can't. Waiting for someone, you can only run away, use your cleverness, don't go head-to-head... I don't want you to be injured, or die on the way." Duan De reminded in a joking tone.

"I understand." Yang Guo nodded manly.

"This matter, you know and I know, don't let a third person know." Duan De looked at his junior with a smile.

Yang Guo quickly stated, "If I let a third person know about this, I will be struck by lightning."