"The Ranga Sutra ???" Several people inside and outside the pavilion were surprised when they heard this, not because this sutra was too precious, but because this sutra had already reached the point of rotten streets. Even if you don't go to www.biquge.info a bookstore, you can search hundreds of different versions of the "Ranga Sutra" in the online mall, including a subdivided electronic version of the detailed note, hardcover paper version, luxury gift package version and other various versions.

And as soon as the old monk opened his mouth at this moment, he asked Murong Feng for a copy of the Lenga Sutra, which was really a bit interesting.

Murong Feng fell into deep thought for a while, secretly thinking if this old monk was playing dumb riddles with her or had another purpose? At the same time, she was also carefully recalling whether there was a collection of this rotten Buddhist scripture in the Langhuan Jade Cave, but she couldn't remember it for a long time. The main reason is that she is not very interested in Buddhist martial arts that need to be studied together with Buddhist scriptures to practice. Naturally, he has never patronized the bookshelf that houses the Shaolin 72 stunts.

In the expectant gaze of the old monk, Murong Feng shook his head and said perfunctorily: "Monk, please forgive me, there are a lot of martial arts cheats that I have picked up in Xia, and I really haven't paid attention to the Buddhist scriptures." Why don't you wait for me for a while, and I'll look for it and see if I can pull out a copy of the Ranga Sutra? ”

Yuan Hui frowned, lowered his eyebrows and said: "So there is a Murong donor, if the Murong donor can help the temple to find the scriptures, Shaolin is willing to treat it as a protector of the Buddha, and the donor can visit Shaolin in the future to enter and leave the temple at will, including the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion." ”

Murong Feng gasped when he heard this, secretly shocked that these bald donkeys were either caught in the brain, or they were really going to spend their blood? What kind of place is the Shaolin Scripture Pavilion? It is one of the four great martial arts holy lands along with the Penglai Wonderland of the Temple, the Huashan Secret Realm of the Kendo Alliance, and the legendary Langhuan Blessed Land! How easily did you open the door to her?

Murong Feng's mind changed for a while, and he immediately figured out the reason, and then secretly laughed in his heart that these bald donkeys were really a good calculation.

Presumably, the old monks in the Shaolin Temple had already expected that the treasures in Langhuan's blessed land had fallen into the hands of her Murong Feng, and it was obviously impossible to take them by force. So he played the trick of saving the country with a curve, first devised a clever plan to lure her into the set, and then pretended to open his treasures to her generously, but in fact, he was trying to calculate the cheats of the various factions in her hands. As for whether the martial arts cheats in the Zangjing Pavilion will be leaked by her, it doesn't matter anymore, because it is estimated that there are all in the Lang Huan Blessed Land that should be in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, but there may not be one in the Shaolin Hidden Scripture Pavilion in the Lang Huan Blessed Land. So no matter how this deal is counted, Shaolin will not lose money.

Although this strategy may seem simple, it is aimed at the most difficult greed in the human heart. Even Murong Feng knew that there was a pit in it, and he couldn't help but want to jump in, not to mention a few people next to him.

The exclamation sounded outside the pavilion, but the old monk's face was unwavering, quietly watching Murong Feng waiting for her answer.

Murong Feng seemed to be thinking about the gains and losses on the surface, but in fact, he sneered in his heart. However, she didn't plan to directly refuse the old monk to tear her face on the spot, so she smiled perfunctorily: "The monk said that he was laughing, how can his daughter become a protector of the Buddha Gate and enter and exit the holy land of the Buddha Gate freely?" Isn't this going to break the rules and precepts of your temple? ”

The old monk smiled quietly and said, "Lord Murong is too worried, there are many uninvited guests in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of the Temple, and it is not in the way that you are one more." ”

Murong Feng twitched the corners of her mouth, staring at the old monk to make sure that he was not ridiculing the uninvited old ancestor of the Murong family, so she didn't turn her face on the spot.

"Okay, since the monk is so polite, then it will not give you face to shirk it in the future. If he can find the "Ranga Sutra" in the future, he will personally return it to your temple. Murong Feng responded cheerfully, but she didn't give an accurate word, as for when she can find it, it all depends on her mood.

The old monk Lao Chengjing couldn't see the little trick in this girl's words, but the old monk always maintained a faint and warm smile on his face, put his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name to express his heartfelt thanks to Murong Feng for his kindness, and said that Shaolin welcomed her at any time, and then turned around and walked away in style.

Murong Feng rubbed his eyebrows, and sighed that it was so tiring to talk to these old monsters, it was better for everyone to just the guy without saying a word.

After breathing a sigh of relief, he glanced at the senior masters outside the pavilion, and Murong Feng chuckled: "Several seniors are not monks, why don't we find a place to sit down and talk slowly while drinking and talking?" ”

Several masters of the four sects with different expressions looked at each other and nodded their heads in response, and then a hearty laugh came from afar: "How can such a beautiful thing as drinking wine be less poor." ”

As he spoke, a touch of purple qi came from the east, and then he saw a Xuan-robed Taoist priest coming with a sword in the air, and stopped steadily in the air outside the pavilion.

Murong Feng and the masters of the four factions immediately bowed their fists politely to this Xuan-robed Taoist priest and said, "It turned out that the head of Wudang came in person, and he was far away." ”

The person who came was Cang Xuanzi, the head of Wudang! It's just that the time to come is a little too accurate, almost with the front and back feet of the Yuanhui monk.

Murong Feng saw this Wudang master Imperial Sword standing in mid-air, the breeze blowing the long hair of the Xuan robe and gently fluttering, it was really a handsome mess, and it also made someone crazy with jealousy, secretly sighing that it would be eight lifetimes of bad luck to mistakenly throw herself into her daughter in this life, otherwise she would definitely be a hundred times more handsome than the Wudang master in front of her to fly in the imperial sword!

"Little friend, you are polite." Cang Xuanzi greeted with a smile unconsciously, that handsome smile can simply blind people's eyes, no wonder his own fox spirit will fall in love with this one.

Murong Feng was unhappy in his heart, but on the surface, he responded with a smile: "Daoist Cangxuanzi is already the boundary of the capital here, you seem to be speeding when you flew over just now, right?" ”

Cang Xuanzi's smile suddenly froze, a little messy in the wind. And several masters outside the pavilion were also dumbfounded, and they all secretly sighed that this demon girl's poisonous tongue skills were simply unbearable!

***

In the ancient city of Beijing, there is a tavern hidden in a small alley on the shore of the back sea. Although this two-story bistro is just a mom-and-pop shop, with only seven or eight tables and chairs, it is full of customers. When it comes to meals, it's hard to find a table.

When Murong Feng and his party of six arrived, the tavern opened, and the one leading the way in front was Yan Ruyu, a white-faced scholar from the Kongtong faction. Although the name of this lord is a little easy to misunderstand, he himself is a genuine grandmaster-level master, a man. With a variety of hands, even Murong Feng did not dare to underestimate it.

And this tavern was also accidentally discovered by this white-faced scholar who usually likes to have a drink, and then became a frequent customer of this small shop. As long as you pass by the capital, you must come here to order a pot of hot wine and a few delicious side dishes to pour yourself a drink, and often sit for half a day.

The owner of the small shop is a real person, if you don't leave, he won't rush, because this matter is not less than the boss's wife, but the boss doesn't take it to heart every time.

Today, the old customer with a strange temper came again, and brought five or six friends with him for the first time. It's just that everyone in this group looks so dazzling, especially the Taoist chief is more handsome than the big star on TV, and the beautiful girl who is like a star is like a fairy in a painting. In comparison, the few people next to them are a little dwarfed, but that kind of bearing makes people dare not look directly.

"Hehe, it's better to come early than to come at a good time." Yan Ruyu showed the painting plum folding fan in her hand, and said with a chuckle: "Boss, I have taken care of the second floor, don't let the idlers wait for it." ”

The shopkeeper hurriedly greeted them with a smile and invited them to the second floor, and then he was busy arranging tables, chairs and benches, and then ordering food and serving wine, and he was really tired and sweaty, but looking at the huge amount of money that had just been transferred still made his eyes a little straight. Because this bounty is almost catching up with his income for a year's hard work.

Hawkers! What a real super high roller! The shopkeeper immediately went into the kitchen with his head held high, ready to show off his foresight to his mother-in-law!

"Ladies and gentlemen, although this rice wine is brewed by this small shop, the taste is absolutely pure." Yan Ruyu immediately drank a full cup and looked satisfied.

Everyone smiled slightly, raised their glasses, and then took a sip each, and their eyes immediately lit up.

"What Yan Shusheng said is true, this wine is indeed very good."

"Good wine, good wine, I didn't expect that there is really good wine hidden in this alley!"

"Come on, come on, you and I will have another full drink."

Cang Xuanzi put down the wine glass, and also stroked his beard and chuckled: "This wine is pure in the mouth, cool through the throat, but when it enters the abdomen, it is like a blazing fire cooking oil straight to the spiritual platform, as if the mellow fragrance in the wine is about to overflow from the seven orifices." It's really evocative! ”

Murong Feng smiled and praised: "Or Dao Chief, you can taste wine, I can't say how much I came here, I can only say that this wine is really delicious." ”

"This wine can get a wonderful praise from a little friend, but it is more useful than a hundred words of praise from a poor way, hahaha." Cang Xuanzi said with a smile.

"The Taoist is making fun of me again." Murong Feng replied with a smile.

Although several people present were also pushing the cup and changing the lamp, their eyes never left Murong Feng, after all, she was the real protagonist today.

However, for the matter of Lang Huan's blessed land, the few people present did not speak first, they were not in a hurry, and Murong Feng naturally would not be in a hurry. Therefore, everyone at this wine table has a ghost in their hearts, but the atmosphere of this drinking is extremely warm, and those who don't know think it is a reunion of old friends.

In the blink of an eye, after three rounds of wine and five flavors, a few people here still only talked about Fengyue and did not mention business, and secretly compared each other's patience.

At this time, there were already noisy voices coming up from downstairs, and it was obvious that customers were coming to the small shop one after another. It's just that the second floor is wrapped up today, and there are only four tables on the first floor, so many guests are taking advantage of the excitement and leaving in disappointment. Of course, there are also those who don't believe in evil, after all, this is the capital of the Federation, and if you pick up a stone on the street and throw it out, you may hit a certain magnate.

Almost at the same time, Murong Feng and the people at the table frowned at the same time. Because there was a series of heavy footsteps from the direction downstairs and the nervous voice of the shopkeeper: "Ouch, hey, several young masters have really been chartered upstairs." There is really no place for the small shop, so you young masters can come back later......"

"Less nonsense, get out of here." With an arrogant scolding, I saw a group of arrogant-looking young people rushing up to the second floor.

For a while, everyone looked at each other, but the atmosphere was strangely quiet.

In the eyes of several grandmasters, the group of teenagers who came upstairs were just a group of gentlemen, and they had seen too much to bother with it. Because if you take a word more, you will feel that you have surrendered your identity.

Cang Xuanzi noticed a playful smile on the corner of Murong Feng's mouth, and couldn't help asking, "Do you know these people?" ”

Murong Feng retracted his gaze and said with a light smile: "I've seen it, but I don't know it." Come, let's keep drinking. ”

It turned out that the two leaders of this group of young people were Xiao Ding and Feng Kongsi, the two living treasures, but the current situation was that Murong Feng knew them, but they didn't know Murong Feng, who had recovered his true appearance.

However, Murong Feng obviously forgot how lethal his true face was to these young men who were just starting to fall in love! The glance of her eyes just now almost didn't take away the souls of those young people, so that they all froze there stupidly.

At this time, the shopkeeper was also sweating profusely and squeezed up the stairs, and persuaded him with good words: "A few young masters, please see that I really didn't lie to you, right?" This second floor has really been chartered down by a few distinguished guests, and I ask a few young masters not to ......"

"There are obviously four tables here, and they only sit on one, aren't there three empty?" Xiao Ding turned his head and glared, but the corner of his eye never left Murong Feng's back.

The shopkeeper smiled bitterly: "This young master, they have rented the entire second floor. ”

Xiao Ding deliberately snorted loudly and coldly: "How much money did they pay, I will pay you double the price to make room for Young Master Ben." ”

The expression on the shopkeeper's face was so exciting, and he said that if I really quoted that price, I guess you should beat me!

The shopkeeper, who was in a dilemma for a while, suddenly heard a heavenly sound: "We have indeed taken this floor, I don't want to be disturbed, please let a few people leave." ”

It was Liu Mei, the elder of the Emei faction, who spoke, this Emei female elder was not only beautiful, but also extremely gentle, for fear that these little guys would not understand the severity and anger a few people present and cause a monstrous disaster, so they spoke first. And the tone is also more tactful, if you were someone else, you might have borrowed the slope to get off the donkey, but unfortunately the soul of those young masters was not in this Emei female elder at all, so she was naturally unwilling to retreat like this.

Xiao Ding sneered and wanted to pick up the stubble, but was dragged by the Fengkong heir, and then saw him step forward and said politely: "In the Fengkong heir of the Xia Feng family, these people next to him are the brothers of the Xiao family and a group of brothers. I don't know what a few seniors call it? ”

Liu Mei knows people and faces, but they don't know their hearts, and when they see that this kid is decent, they smile and nod secretly, as for the identity of their tablemates, these little guys don't deserve to know at all. So she thought about how to get the little ones away quickly.

And sitting next to her was the elder of the Kunlun faction, a black-faced man, known as Feng Bo, the iron-clapped black bear Feng Bo, who knew from this nickname. So he directly said impatiently to Liu Mei: "Elder Liu has something to say to these little ghosts, hurry up and let them get out, don't hinder our interest in drinking." ”

This didn't care about his loud voice at all, so Xiao Ding and the others listened to it really, and their faces were naturally as ugly as they were. Just as they were about to have a seizure, they suddenly saw the beautiful girl holding the chopsticks and raised her hand back, and then they heard a sharp whistling sound coming straight towards them!

(To be continued.) )