Mistress, I Am a Real Gentleman

Lin Pingzhi was dumbfounded.

The system can perfect the paired formulas from the wrong formulas of the Six Meridians Excalibur.

Why can't you just pick the flower finger?

"Ding, answer the host, the fake flower fingers are pure Buddhist scriptures, without any trace of martial arts."

Hearing this, Lin Pingzhi understood.

It was so!

Feelings are crazy, this Nianhuazhi is a real Buddhist scripture.

No wonder the system was directly destroyed!

At this moment, Lin Pingzhi's ears moved.

There are people outside the door!

Lin Pingzhi noticed it.

With a light tap of his foot, he jumped directly onto the high bookcase in the Sutra Library.

Change the clothes to the same color as the bookcase.

He lay down on it, restrained his breath, and said nothing.

At this time, the door of the Sutra Pavilion was opened.

Two monks came in from outside the Sutra Pavilion.

Lin Pingzhi had already recognized one of them.

It was in Juxianzhuang that Fang Sheng was defeated by Lin Pingzhi as the Demon Zunlou.

Then beside Fang Sheng, the monk who looked older.

It must be the abbot Fangzheng.

"Brother, why don't you see the guard disciple?"

Fang Sheng asked with some doubts.

"I do not know either."

Fang Zheng said.

The two of them started looking through the scripture pavilion.

Lin Pingzhi's heart rose to his throat.

As far as Fang Sheng and Fang Zheng are concerned, Lin Pingzhi is not afraid.

What he was afraid of was another group of people from Shaolin Temple.

Those characters that existed in Yitian Tulongji.

Cheng Kun's master and uncle!

The current abbot of Northern Shaolin is Fang Zheng.

But Fang Zheng has a group of uncles who are about the same age as him.

They are all empty characters.

Besides.

Sandu who bound Xie Xun.

He is also from Northern Shaolin!

Lin Pingzhi is confident that if one person fights against Zheng Fangsheng, the fighting side will not be at a disadvantage.

But the problem is that there are too many old monsters in Northern Shaolin.

Lin Pingzhi didn't dare to expose it.

So he has been restraining his breath.

Fang Zheng held a scripture book, flipped through it casually, and then put it back.

Fang Sheng was a little puzzled.

"Brother, you said you had a bad feeling, but I don't think anything happened in the Sutra Pavilion."

he asked suspiciously.

"Amitabha." Fang Zheng recited a Buddha's name, "Junior brother, you have a sign, so it's okay to come to the Sutra Pavilion to have a look."

Listen to what my senior brother said.

Fang Sheng was also a little helpless.

"Senior brother, there are no martial arts secret books in this Sutra Pavilion, and we even put fake ones here, so why would anyone not want to come to the Sutra Pavilion?"

"For the Yi Jin Jing."

Fang Zheng said softly.