The words that the doom monk said to Ma Xiaoxiao today really surprised her. The pen %fun %pavilion www.biquge.info as if some earth-shattering secret was about to be revealed.

"Since the female benefactor is here today, there are some people who must be met." As he spoke, the monk got up and pushed open the door of the meditation room and walked towards the courtyard. Ma Xiaoxiao knew that Master Doom was going to introduce her to an unborn big man, so he also got up to follow.

When Ma Xiaoxiao walked out of the meditation room with the calamity, the doors of several other meditation rooms in this meditation temple also opened one after another. From each room, a Shaolin monk with a calm expression walked out one after another, as if his heart was as peaceful as stopping water. Including the Master of Doom, there are a total of six monks standing in the courtyard at this moment. Thinking about their identities in the Shaolin Temple, they are equal to each other. And the identity of the monk of doom is an ascetic, so the other five must be the same.

At the same time, Master Doom took Ma Xiaoxiao and walked straight towards the White Pagoda Scripture Pavilion in the courtyard, and the other five masters who walked out of the meditation room followed and walked behind the two.

When he was taken away to the front of the tower of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, the Master of Doom slowly stopped, folded his hands and faced the direction of the White Pagoda, bowed and said: "Disciple Doom, bring Ma Xiaoxiao, a descendant of the Ma clan of the exorcist dragon clan, to visit the masters, and ask the teachers to open the door of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion." ”

Ma Xiaoxiao's surprise today is more than the surprise things he has encountered in the past twenty years or so combined. Hearing that the people in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion were called the teachers at this moment, she was also a little numb. It's just a matter of waiting to see what happens.

"Click~"

The door of the Pavilion slowly opened from the inside. An old monk dressed in a gray monk's robe with white eyebrows hanging to the corners of his mouth slowly walked out of the tower.

Seeing this master come out of the tower, the six monks including Doom immediately bowed and saluted at the same time. Chanting 'Amitabha'. Ma Xiaoxiao hurriedly followed suit and bowed down to the meeting.

"The person protected by the silver dragon, the daughter of the phoenix blood inheritance, since she has reappeared in the world after a thousand years, everything has already been determined. Come in with me. ”

The old monk looked at Ma Xiaoxiao and said a few words that Ma Xiaoxiao didn't understand at all. Then he turned and returned to the White Tower. Ma Xiaoxiao didn't quite understand what the old monk meant, but she was talking about her in general, and she could still hear it.

Looking up at Master Doom with a questioning look, Dome nodded without saying a word, and made a gesture of inviting in the direction of the White Tower.

Ma Xiaoxiao took a deep breath, silently recited in his heart, 'If you come, you will be safe', put your hands together and say goodbye to the six masters such as Doom, and resolutely walked towards the white pagoda of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. After Ma Xiaoxiao entered the White Tower Gate, the Tower Gate closed silently. The six Shaolin ascetic monks, led by the Master of Doom, sat in six different positions around the White Pagoda and sat on the ground, as if in peace.

After Ma Xiaoxiao walked into the White Tower, she felt that the space here was very similar to the space in the Silver Dragon Tower in her hometown of Yinlongguan. This feeling does not come from the building itself, but from a familiar breath in the dark.

"There are a total of eleven floors in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and each floor has a monk from our Shaolin Temple." The old monk took Ma Xiaoxiao and walked towards the tower, and said softly, telling Ma Xiaoxiao about the internal situation of the Scripture Pavilion. "The first five floors in the tower contain the Buddhist scriptures that have been handed down by the temple for generations, and the sixth to tenth floors are the martial arts classics collected by the temple for so many years, among which there are some unique books of martial arts that have been lost in the world......"

Ma Xiaoxiao has been silently following behind the old monk, listening to the old monk's narration while observing the layout of each floor of the tower. As the old monk said, sure enough, at the stairs on each floor, there will be an old man in the temple sitting there meditating. And the old monk who led the way for Ma Xiaoxiao, whose law name is Yongming, can be regarded as the gatekeeper of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. Among the twelve monks in the White Pagoda of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, he should be the lowest in rank.

All the way up, there was no moment of slowness under the feet of Master Yongming. When the two of them came to the tenth floor of the tower. Yongming's footsteps finally stopped.

"Donor, the things included in the first ten floors of the White Pagoda of the Scripture Pavilion are all the collections that my Shaolin faction has collected over the years. And on this last layer, it is related to the donor. With that, Master Yongming stopped and made a gesture to Ma Xiaoxiao to please go upstairs. At the same time, he said: "Senior brother, Miss Ma Xiaoxiao, the heir of the Ma family, has arrived." ”

"Please come up and talk about it."

Up the stairs, a deep voice came.

It took three people in a row to lead the way, and finally came to this final destination. Don't think about it, Ma Xiaoxiao also knows that the person above must be the one I can solve for myself.

Ma Xiaoxiao raised her feet upstairs, and when she entered the eleventh floor of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, the first thing that caught her eye was pitch black, and then it was empty. There is no place for any objects or decorations on the entire floor. After Ma Xiaoxiao adapted to the darkness in front of her, two figures appeared in front of her. Among the two people, one sat cross-legged on the ground, twisting a string of ancient wooden Buddha beads in his hand. The other figure was standing deep in the darkness, but his eyes were looking at Ma Xiaoxiao at the top of the stairs.

The person sitting was a master of Shaolin Temple, and it was thought that it should be the person who was called Senior Brother before Monk Yongming. As for this person who is in the dark and watching Ma Xiaoxiao, it is the Blood Bat King who has a relationship with her.

"Ma Xiaoxiao, the descendant of the Ma clan of the exorcist dragon clan, has seen the master and the predecessor of the Blood Bat King." Ma Xiaoxiao respectfully performed a junior etiquette.

"The donor is a Shaolin guest, please sit down and talk." The old monk, who was sitting there with his eyes closed, said lightly. There is no joy or sorrow in the voice, as if he has seen through the world. As soon as the old monk's words were finished, Ma Xiaoxiao suddenly found that in the empty and dark space, a wooden chair suddenly appeared beside her.

"Senior of the Blood Bat King, now the person you have to wait for has appeared, and the reason for the matter is still to be explained by Lao Lao for Miss Ma Xiaoxiao."

After the Blood Bat King came here, his eyes never left Ma Xiaoxiao for a moment. Dark eyes, incomparably deep.

"The heir of the phoenix bloodline, in order to wait for your appearance. The ancestors of the Ma family and I have been waiting for thousands of years, thinking that there is no hope of waiting for your arrival in the old man's lifetime, but I didn't expect that in the end you still appeared. ”

Before the matter was spoken, as soon as the Blood Bat King opened his mouth, there was an inexplicable sigh of emotion. It was as if the long wait of the endless years had made him lose hope. But just in the desperate and dark sky, the dawn finally appeared. (To be continued.) )