Mistress, I Am a Real Gentleman

He stretched out his hand and sucked towards Zhishan.

"Who the hell are you, and why are you insulting my innocence!" Qiao Feng questioned.

Xuanci's expression froze.

"Capturing Dragon Kungfu! This is what my junior brother Xuanku taught you!" He shouted angrily, "Take him down!"

Qiao Feng grabbed Zhishan's neck and struggled continuously.

"Qiao Feng, you villain, let me go quickly, Qiao Feng, let me go!" Zhi Shan was terrified.

He kept struggling, hoping to get out of trouble.

But Qiao Feng's palm is like a diamond hand.

Zhishan can't break free at all.

"Qiao Feng, let him go quickly!"

Xuan Ci glared at Qiao Feng and roared.

"Roar!"

Qiao Feng blasted the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms towards the ground.

The stone slabs on the ground were directly thrown away.

Zhishan was directly thrown towards Xuanci by Qiao Feng.

"Abbot, Qiao will definitely find out the truth of this matter!"

Only Qiao Feng's voice was left on the spot, but Qiao Feng's person was nowhere to be seen.

Seeing Qiao Feng running away, XuanNan immediately looked towards XuanCi.

"Brother, what should we do now!"

Xuanci's face was very ugly.

He has been the abbot of Shaolin for so many years, but in a short period of time, two things that slapped Shaolin badly happened.

"Amitabha." Xuanci recited the Buddha's name sadly, "Brother, you take the Shaolin disciples to martial law immediately, Zhishan, you go to your brother Zhishui, take you and Zhiqing to Jingchanyuan to guard!"

XuanNan heard XuanCi's words, clasped his hands together with a serious face, and respectfully said to XuanCi, "Yes, senior brother!"

Zhishan also immediately went to find Zhishui.

Lin Pingzhi knew that this Jingchanyuan must be the place where the Marrow Washing Sutra is hidden!

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Xuan Ci went in to see Xuan Ku's body.

XuanNan took people away, Zhishan also went to find someone to go to Jingchanyuan.

Lin Pingzhi also jumped down from the big tree, he controlled his steps.

There are Shaolin disciples walking everywhere.

"drink!"

Lin Pingzhi let out a soft drink, and sucked the last disciple of a patrolling group of Shaolin disciples over with Qin Longgou.

He wanted to speak, but Lin Pingzhi directly covered his mouth.

Gently snapped his neck.

After using the disguise technique to change into his appearance.

Lin Pingzhi hurriedly followed.

"Brother!"

Lin Pingzhi patted the shoulder of the Shaolin disciple in front of him lightly.

The Shaolin disciple kept on stepping, holding a torch and looking at Lin Pingzhi.

"What's the matter?"

"Brother, where is the Jingchanyuan? Uncle Xuanji asked me to go to the Jingchanyuan to guard it with Zhishan and the others."

The Shaolin disciple was stunned for a moment.

"You just started? I don't know where Jingchan Yuan is?"

"Yes, yes, I just joined our Shaolin a few days ago."

Lin Pingzhi nodded repeatedly.

There are many monks in Shaolin Temple, although they look familiar, not all of them know each other.

At this time, the leading monk of the patrol team began to urge.

"What are you two doing, hurry up!"

The monk in front of Lin Pingzhi quickly turned around and shouted.

"Here we come!" Then he pointed in a direction, "There is a big Buddha over there, and it says Jingchanyuan."