Qin Lin stood at the foot of the mountain, and at a glance, the entire Shaolin Temple was already in front of him.

The whole temple is antique, ancient bricks, ancient tiles and ancient trees, and a scene and a thing have been weathered by history. Each building looks old and profound, with depth and breadth, without a bit of decay.

Qin Lin's body method was extremely fast, and no one found him along the way, so Qin Lin had already entered the Shaolin Temple. Although there were bursts of Buddha light in the Shaolin Temple, it was still too faint after all. Now that Qin Lin has cultivated his sword intent and sword intent, his body can attract the vitality of heaven and earth, but this faint Buddha light is already helpless Qin Lin.

Qin Lin hid in the dark and looked into the incense-filled hall, the sound of wooden drums and the melodious Buddha horn. The monks with their eyes closed were reciting the scriptures of Pudu sentient beings solemnly at the Buddha statue of Shakyamuni in the center of the Mahavira Hall, but when Qin Lin heard it, he was extremely uncomfortable, and hurriedly withdrew his gaze, covered his ears and left.

On the playground, thousands of contemporary Shaolin lay disciples shouted. In the Luohan Hall on the side, the Shaolin monks are practicing Shaolin authentic stunts.

Qin Lin's figure disappeared into the darkness, feeling bored, so he left the compound and rushed towards the inner courtyard.

There is a collection of Shaolin Temple so martial arts cheats, as well as the most respected martial arts in the martial arts world - "Yijin Sutra", according to legend, it was created by the Bodhidharma Patriarch.

As the supreme treasure in martial arts, it is only the secret of cultivation that is not easy, and it is necessary to investigate the "self-appearance and human appearance". There is no desire to practice martial arts in my heart. But those who practice this superior martial art must want to be brave and diligent in order to achieve success, and who does not want to reap the benefits of the practice as soon as possible?

There is a mysterious Buddha light in the Shaolin Temple, it is by no means simple, so Qin Lin does not want to startle the snake, so Qin Lin bypasses many monks who protect the courtyard, and rushes for a while, along a forest path, radially to the northwest, and turns a few corners, suddenly cheerful in front of him, only the sound of the water can be heard, and there is a quaint and majestic three-story pavilion next to the mountain stream, which is the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

This scripture pavilion is built near the water, far away from other houses, that is to fear that a fire in the temple will destroy the precious Buddhist scriptures and martial arts collections of the past dynasties.

There is a pair of stone lions in front of the door, male and female opposite, there are two warrior monks, their temples are bulging high, the air flow in the dantian is deep, at a glance you know that it is a master, it should be the monk sent by Shaolin Temple to watch and guard the Tibetan scripture pavilion.

Just when Qin Lin was fascinated by the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, there was a loud shout from behind him: "Who dares to trespass on my Shaolin Temple!"

The patrolling warrior monk directly raised his stick to hit him, but when he saw Qin Lin's figure move, the oblique stab flashed, and with a finger, the monk fell to the ground stiffly, obviously out of breath. And the two guarding monks also rushed over when they heard the sound, and when they saw Qin Lin's murder, they also came with their palms and luck, but how could they keep up with Qin Lin's speed, and they were both knocked unconscious.

“......”

Qin Lin actually just wanted to knock this monk unconscious, but he didn't know how strong the strength on his fingers was, how could this little monk resist, and even more unfortunate was that Qin Lin's finger was also pointed at his death point. Qin Lin could only say: Don't stand behind others if it's okay.

Seeing that the monk was dead, Qin Lin was afraid that Shaolin would notice it, and he had many twists and turns, so he hurriedly turned over and entered the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, after Qin Lin entered the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, he went directly to the third layer, this Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is divided into three layers, the first layer is the Buddhist perception of the senior monks of the past dynasties, as well as all kinds of precious Buddhist scriptures, Qin Lin is naturally not interested in these at all.

The second layer is also some basic martial arts classics, which are for lay disciples or ordinary monks outside to learn. And the third layer is home to the world-famous Shaolin 72 stunts.

Qin Lin pushed open the door of the third floor with one palm, but saw a portrait of Bodhidharma hanging on the wall in front of the hall, this Bodhidharma's eyes were blazing, and his momentum was like a rainbow, as if he was alive.

Qin Lin was surprised: "It's so weird!"

Although he had doubts, Qin Lin quickly put it behind him and flipped through the seventy-two stunts of the Shaolin Temple. With the martial arts perception of a real realm martial artist, Qin Lin's speed of flipping through these cheats was naturally extremely fast.

That is to learn a book by reading a book, and after a while, Qin Lin will know all the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin Temple. Although these martial arts are not peerless martial arts, they were created by the Bodhidharma Patriarch, which contains a lot of views on the rules of heaven and earth and martial arts, which is of great help to Qin Lin to attract more heaven and earth vitality.

After watching the seventy-two stunts, Qin Lin began to look for the "Yijin Sutra", but he almost flipped through it, but he still found nothing.

"Where will it be?"

Qin Lin didn't give up, and rummaged through it again, this good scripture pavilion was turned into a garbage dump by Qin Lin like this.

Suddenly, I heard an old voice outside the long window: "The donor came uninvited, and also arranged the scripture pavilion of my Shaolin Temple like this, which is inevitably a little rude!"

As soon as Qin Lin's ears moved, he knew that the voice was coming from the window on the left, and although he was surprised in his heart, someone actually evaded his detection and hid there, but he also had a trace of interest, and the only people in the world today who could avoid Qin Lin's perception were only true realm martial artists.

But the real realm martial artists are not cabbages, how can there be so many! But the Shaolin Temple has a deep heritage, and it is not surprising that there are real realm martial artists. It's just that Qin Lin is curious about who this person will be?

"I'm happy to do that!"

After Qin Lin finished speaking, he saw that the man didn't come out, and then continued: "If you don't show up yet, don't you want me to pull you out." ”

Just a light breeze blew, and a thin monk in a green robe was standing in front of Qin Lin with a broom. This monk is not young, his sparse long beard is already white, his movements are slow, his strength is weak, and he does not look like he has martial arts.

When Qin Lin saw the appearance of this old monk, he was horrified in his heart, and said secretly: "Could it be that person?!"

The old monk looked at Qin Lin, and he was also surprised in his heart: "This person can kill Huang Shang, it should be excellent in martial arts." But he has no internal strength, and he has no life in his body, how can he be so powerful, he is the first person I have ever seen, strange, strange!" "Alas!"

The old monk sighed, turned to look at the messy Tibetan Scripture Pavilion that had been turned over by Qin Lin, and said, "The donor's martial arts are already extraordinary, why should you still covet the martial arts of my Shaolin Temple?"

After the old monk finished speaking, a majestic aura like the sea emanated from his body, and those messy bookshelves that were turned over by Qin Lin and the books in one place were pushed by this air current, and they all returned to you in an instant, as if Qin Lin had not read them just now. Qin Lin's eyes narrowed slightly, just by virtue of the old monk's means, Qin Lin was sure that the old monk was definitely a real human realm martial artist who was even more powerful than Huang Shang.

Throughout the martial arts world, there is only one person who can have such skills and is a sweeping monk in Shaolin. This also strengthened Qin Lin's thoughts, so Qin Lin asked playfully, "Old monk, how long have you been here?"

The old monk smiled and said, "Did the donor ask me how long I have been here?"

"I don't remember, the old monk only remembers that he has been sweeping the land here for hundreds of years!"

If the old monk said this to others, he was afraid that people would think that he was talking nonsense. But Qin Lin didn't think so, if it was really that person, he was afraid that he would be a hundred years older than an old monster like Huang Shang.

Qin Lin knew that this person was the strongest master in the Eight Heavenly Dragons, the sweeping monk. The martial arts are unfathomable, as early as the Tianlong Babu period, it was already the top of the martial arts, and now I am afraid that it is even more powerful. And what surprised Qin Lin even more was that the vitality of the sweeping monk was extremely lush, and there was no sign of decay at all, but no matter how powerful the martial arts of the real human realm were, they couldn't escape the ravages of the years, could it be that they had broken through the real human realm?

And when the sweeping monk saw that Qin Lin knew his age, his face did not change and there was no wave, and he also attached importance to Qin Lin in his heart, and asked, "Why did the donor break into my Shaolin Scripture Pavilion?"

Qin Lin said with a smile: "I have heard that the world's martial arts are out of Shaolin, and I am here to verify it!"

"Alas, the donor doesn't know, Shaolin martial arts are all created by the Dharma Patriarch, and experienced generations of monks to supplement, although it is extremely powerful, but it is also a life-threatening poison,......"

Qin Lin saw that the sweeping monk actually wanted to take out the set of lessons taught to Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo in the Eight Divisions of the Heavenly Dragon, and was about to stop it, "Knock! knock!!~"

There was a bell in the Shaolin Temple, and then a group of monks came from afar towards the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Qin Lin said secretly: "It seems that the matter has been exposed, no, when you haven't figured out the origin of the Buddha light in the Shaolin Temple, it is not appropriate to clash head-on with the people of the Shaolin Temple." "Now that Qin Lin has comprehended the sword intent and sword intent, he can attract the vitality of heaven and earth, but he is not yet proficient, and it is okay to deal with ordinary martial artists, but in the face of sweeping monks who may be more powerful than Huang Shang and even break through the real human realm, Qin Lin is not much sure. Coupled with the loss of corpse qi, after all, there is a little less powerful means, and it is inevitable that he will lose some confidence, even if Qin Lin decides to leave the Hidden Scripture Pavilion first.

Just as Qin Lin was about to jump out of the window to leave, a force came, sealing the window.

Qin Lin looked at the motionless sweeping monk with a compassionate and kind look in his eyes with a cold light in his eyes, and said coldly: "Old monk, what do you mean by this?"