Xiao Yi stood in front of the bookshelf, waited for a while, did not hear the movement of the old monk, and suddenly breathed a long sigh of relief, his eyes looked at the bookshelf in front of him, looking at the rows of scriptures on it, and there was a complicated look in his eyes.

This row is the last row he wants to see, and after reading this row of scriptures, he can be completely liberated and leave here.

Anyway, being idle is idle, so why don't you just take a look.

After a while, Xiao Yi calmed down the excitement in his heart, stretched out his hand, took out a scripture, and prepared to start reading.

But as soon as he opened this scripture, his expression couldn't help but be stunned.

"Crossing the river with a reed!"

Inside the pages, the four big characters of the dragon flying and the phoenix dancing seemed to be shining with a strange light and possessing magic, which made Xiao Yi completely stunned.

After a while, he suddenly woke up, glanced around, and quickly flipped to the next page.

"Ancient Ways to Light Up Your ......"

On the page, lines of text caught Xiao Yi's eyes.

Xiao Yi's book trembled slightly.

These words are really the secret of Shaolin's well-known legendary method of crossing the river with a reed!

Although he had never practiced crossing the river with a reed, and he had never seen this exercise secret before, he was sure that this was true!

Some of the things and know-how of the exercises can't deceive people, especially for someone like him who has martial arts knowledge, far better than ordinary people, and can be called a grandmaster.

Someone is confusing the exercises again!

Xiao Yi subconsciously remembered the scene when he obtained that unknown set of exercises, and a trace of thought flashed through his mind.

This is a great opportunity! Don't miss out!

He took a deep breath and looked around. Xiao Yi clenched his hands into fists, and without hesitation, he began to read down seriously.

It's the same as that set of exercises. Xiao Yi was not in a hurry to comprehend this set of secrets, but put the entire exercise. It's like cramming.

After thoroughly confirming the recitation, Xiao Yi put the scriptures back on the shelf, and the whole person breathed a sigh of relief.

After breathing a sigh of relief, Xiao Yi was about to sit down and meditate for a while, but when his eyes fell on the bookshelf, his mind moved, his hand reached out again, took a scripture from the bookshelf, and opened it.

This one is under the turn. He almost didn't let out a sound in excitement.

I saw that on the page of the book, the dragon flew and the phoenix danced with the three big characters of "one-finger Zen".

Xiao Yi suppressed the excitement in his heart, flipped it down again, and after making sure that what it contained was indeed an authentic Zen exercise, he did not rush to memorize it, but continued to open the other scriptures on the shelf.

At this turn, his eyes widened again.

He quickly put the book back. I pulled out another one.

"Great mercy and compassion for a thousand Buddha hands!"

"Mighty King Kong Palm!"

“…………”

One after another of the exercises he had heard of, or had not heard of, were laid out there.

All the scriptures in that row are all exercises!

"This ......"

When the last book on the bookshelf was finished. In Xiao Yi's heart, that kind of shock has reached the point of no return.

Exercises, all of them are exercises!

This is an opportunity!

A great opportunity!

An opportunity not to be missed!

Good for a while. Xiao Yicai came back to his senses and took a deep breath. Calm yourself down a bit, and then immediately start to open a book of exercises. began to recite silently.

Immediately after reciting one, he began to recite the second.

He was completely immersed in the sea of these exercises, completely forgetting all the qiē around him.

He forgot that there was an old monk from Tianyi not far away, and he forgot the passage of time, and even more forgot the idea of meditating and resting.

He was just like a dry sponge, desperately absorbing the exercises from one book at a time, trying to suck them all into his mind.

Shaolin's exercises, which have been passed down for thousands of years, are definitely not simple, and all of these placed here are all the secrets of Shaolin, the essence of the essence, even if they are Shaolin's disciples, few can see it.

Such an opportunity is too rare for Xiao Yi, and he doesn't want to miss it.

He was sure that if he didn't read it quickly, the next day, these exercises would be taken away.

Because obviously, with so many exercises, it is definitely impossible to misunderstand, then, these exercises must be temporarily piled up here.

Time passes minute by minute.

Xiao Yi was so immersed in the recitation of those exercises, and there was no sound in the entire Scripture Pavilion, only the sound of Xiao Yi silently turning the pages.

"Whew!"

Finally, when Xiao Yi took out a scripture book from the bookshelf again after flipping through another book, he suddenly found that the one he had just turned was already the last one, and he had already firmly imprinted the last book of exercises in his mind.

Putting down the Buddhist scriptures in his hand, Xiao Yi only felt that the whole person breathed a long sigh of relief.

As soon as he was relieved, he suddenly found that his legs were a little numb.

In the process of reading and reciting just now, he almost didn't run the exercises at all, nor did he change his movements, even if he was a person who had become a master of forging bones, he was already a little numb.

What time is it?

It must be almost dawn.

After moving his hands and feet, Xiao Yi's eyes glanced at the rows of exercises with some satisfaction, and then remembered the question of time.

However, in the Scripture Pavilion, you can't see the time, the lights here are on day and night, and there are no clocks or watches on the walls.

His gaze glanced in the direction of the old monk, and then tiptoed to the door.

"Smack!"

As soon as he pushed the door open, Xiao Yi felt a strong light piercing him, and his eyes subconsciously closed.

It's already afternoon?

Slowly getting used to the strong light outside, Xiao Yi's expression couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

During these times in Shaolin, he had become accustomed to judging time with the most primitive, overhead sun.

At this moment, the position of the sun has reached directly in front of him, which means that the time has reached about one or two o'clock in the afternoon.

This is the time when it is most violent.

No wonder the light was so dazzling when I opened the door just now.

Stunned for a long time.

Xiao Yi finally came back to his senses, looked behind him, and couldn't help but feel a little scared in his heart, and his back only felt a burst of clammy coldness.

Immersed in those exercises, he had forgotten that time was so important.

This is an extremely dangerous thing.

What if the person in charge of Shaolin who manages those exercises sees him reading the exercises when he comes to learn the scriptures...... He couldn't have imagined it.

Although Wusheng has always called him a junior brother, he has never regarded him as a disciple of Shaolin, nor does he think that the old monk Tianyi really accepted him as a disciple, he has always felt that the old monk of Tianyi just imprisoned him in such a hypocritical way.

A prisoner, peeking at their exercises, and it's a secret that is not passed on...... I am afraid that there is only one end, and that is to destroy it directly...... This is the best way to make sure it doesn't get out.

Fortunately, as luck would have been, that person may have been delayed today and did not come.

After a while, Xiao Yicai suppressed the fear in his heart, and secretly said good in his heart. (To be continued......)