"Martial arts cheats, martial arts cheats. Li Ling shouted, pulled his legs and rushed towards the Scripture Pavilion.

"Hey, wait, don't mess around. Ye Huang didn't have time to call out to her.

As soon as Li Ling rushed into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, before he had time to look around at the sea of books in all directions, he felt a pressure rushing towards his face, not so much pressure, but a strong pressure of a heat wave that was enough to scorch people, directly forcing you to not even take half a step forward, and your skin seemed to be about to burn, very painful.

"Ahh

Ye Huang hurriedly rushed forward and pulled Li Ling back, but in just a moment, Li Ling was about to suffocate, and his face turned red.

"I didn't even have time to stop you, why are you rushing inside in such a hurry!" Ye Huang glared and said with a hint of anger: "This is the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of Shaolin Temple, do you think the door is open like this, and you are welcome to rush in anytime and anywhere?"

After a few breaths, Li Ling had already recovered, because her body contained Zhu Ling's soul, so in the face of these heat waves, she had extraordinary resistance and recovery ability.

Even so, she still asked with trepidation: "What about ...... What was that, it felt like there was an invisible wall of fire in front of me, not only burning people, but also impenetrating. ”

Flames are tangible and insubstantial, and if they are just walls of fire, as long as they are fast enough, they can break through even if they are burned.

"Formation ......" Liu Zining walked slowly to the entrance of the Scripture Pavilion, one of her hands was on the edge of the door, and a light blue silk thread slowly emerged from the door frame to her arm. She was sensing the type of formation, and she could even find the key point of breaking the formation in this way, and after a while, she shook her head and said, "I can't see through this formation, the level of the people who set up the formation is too high." ”

"This formation, but when Shaolin moved from the front yard to the backyard, the head of Wudang Mountain personally laid out the formation. Ye Huang said: "Don't say that it is our kind of strength, even if a powerhouse from the transcendent realm comes here, if it is not approved by the formation, it will never be easy to pass through this formation and enter the interior of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion." ”

"It can't be easily broken, it means that there is still a way to break it, right?"

"That's right, if there is a powerhouse in the transcendent realm and directly attacks the formation, it may not take long to really be able to break the guardian formation of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, but in that case, do you think it won't alarm the rest of the Shaolin Temple?"

It was not Ye Huang who said this, but Feng Qingyun who came slowly from behind.

Feng Qingyun did not wear the gray robe today, but changed into a clean beige gray windbreaker, with a scarf around his neck, and a pair of shiny leather shoes on his feet, looking like a fashionable and capable urban hipster. In front of this quaint Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, Feng Qingyun looked a little out of place, but not to mention that after dressing up a little like this, Feng Qingyun's handsomeness went to a higher level.

In the face of the wind and clouds, Ye Huang's immature immaturity is really the biggest failure.

"Wind Chief, why are you here? Ye Huang asked.

"Some documents wanted to come to the Scripture Pavilion to read them, so I deliberately went to the abbot and asked for permission to enter. I didn't expect to meet you here. Feng Qingyun said.

The first and second floors of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion are not only open to the disciples of the Shaolin Temple at any time, but also for some martial arts people of other sects, as long as they are allowed to enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

"Captain, let's go into it together. Ye Huang said.

"Okay. ”

Feng Qingyun chuckled, he walked to the entrance, and continued to walk inside, the wall that had blocked Li Ling seemed to not exist at all, and Feng Qingyun passed through without hindrance.

After entering, Feng Qingyun turned back to Ye Huang and said, "Come in quickly, you don't need to open the door twice, let's go up to the third floor together." ”

"Go up to the third floor?" Ye Huang asked in surprise: "Is the place where the wind chief is going to be on the third floor?"

Feng Qingyun didn't say anything, just smiled and nodded.

After getting Feng Qingyun's answer, Ye Huang was even more surprised in his heart, the first floor of the Scripture Pavilion is hidden some ancient documents, and the books in it are very complicated, from wild history records and legends, to miscellaneous literature, peanut planting methods, pumpkin cultivation methods, etc., there are all kinds of them.

The second floor is some of the martial arts, widely circulated martial arts records, there are books on breaking moves, there are books on dismantling moves, and some tell about the relationship between various sects, development history and other records, basically it can be said that as long as all the scriptures on the second floor are read, most of the martial arts in the martial arts can know the roots.

The third floor of the Pavilion is rarely open to people. Even Shaolin disciples can't easily enter it, not to mention people from other sects, they can get the qualification to enter the third layer, no wonder Feng Qingyun found the abbot, with the permission of the abbot, if he only wants to enter the first and second floors of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, how can he deliberately trouble the abbot and his old man.

gave Feng Qingyun the qualification to enter the third floor, whether the abbot sold a favor to Wudang, or Feng Qingyun, who already had the power to make the abbot recognize.

Feng Qingyun was still urging ahead, and Ye Huang did not continue to stay in place.

Ye Huang, the owner of the permission given by Pu Nian, he stood directly at the entrance of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and began to shout loudly: "The Great Zen Master of the Dharma Academy, Pu Nian, sat down and disciple Ye Huang, with the permission of the master, took Li Ling and Liu Zining two girls, to go to the third floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and asked the monks guarding the pavilion to give me the permission to enter it." ”

If it is usually Ye Huang alone, he can also enter it without hindrance, this formation of Wudang Mountain is like an intelligent device, the owner has the ability to recognize people, as long as it is a person who has been given permission, he can enter and exit it at will.

After Ye Huang shouted, he saw that the window on the second floor suddenly opened, and a monk with a broken monk's hat, wearing a gray monk's robe full of patches, holding a shabby pu fan in one hand and a gourd wine bottle in the other hand appeared in front of them. ”

Ye Huang smiled at the monk, and said, "I've seen the pavilion monk." ”