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Su Liu smiled with a gentle smile that was harmless to humans and animals, and folded his hands in front of the Shaolin monk and bowed.

He looked up and saw the majestic Shaolin.

At this time, it has been some time since I said goodbye to the Valley of Lovers.

It was another charity, and Su Liu was happy to touch the Shaolin Temple.

When he closed the door of the wing, the gentle smile on Su Liu's face suddenly disappeared.

Although the Shaolin Temple in this period was greatly injured by the vitality of the fire foreman Tuo, it was not comparable to Shaolin in Luding.

If you want to ask Su Liu's purpose of going to the mountains and forests, it is really Sima Zhao's heart.

Just to see if the Jiuyang Divine Skill is still there.

The trilogy of two carvings, nine yin and nine yang, is well known to the world.

The Nine Yin True Scripture is superior in martial arts, and it is all inclusive.

This Jiuyang Divine Skill is different, the speed of self-generation of internal force is unparalleled in the world, although there is no use of moves, but the martial arts of all factions in the world can be used, without restrictions.

Three days after entering Shaolin, Su Liu sat at the table in the meditation room, his brows furrowed slightly.

Just because on the second day, the monk had already obtained the abbot's approval, and sent a bunch of old scriptures, and he pretended to be very grateful, including the "Ranga Sutra", but he looked through it hundreds of times, and he didn't find the Jiuyang magic in the mezzanine.

I copied a bunch of "Diamond Sutra", "Lengyan Sutra", "Huayan Sutra", "Yuanjue Sutra" and so on.

Nima, what about the Nine Yang Sutra?

Su Liu's heart sank, and he had a bad feeling.

Su Liu glanced at the cold beauty in the room, these days can be regarded as depressed, and if it drags on like this, I am afraid that the Nine Yin True Scripture of the Ancient Tomb will not be available.

He secretly made a decision in his heart, to go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion at night to test it, or if he had the opportunity, he would directly imitate Yin Kexi in the original book and decisively take away the original Ranga Sutra of the Buddha.

It's the third watch of the night. Su Liu's eyes suddenly opened and pushed the door open.

The bronze mask had been covered over his face, and for the sake of safety, Su Liu had changed into a night suit, and the whole person seemed to be one with the night.

In the past few days, Su Liu has intentionally or unintentionally obtained information about the terrain in the temple from the little novice who delivered the meal, and now it can be regarded as handy.

Walking on tiptoe all the way, avoiding the monks on duty, only walking in the dark, fortunately, these monks are not high in kung fu and do not perceive themselves.

It's late at night. The huge Shaolin Temple is very quiet.

After three turns and two turns, Su Liu had successfully blended into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and gently pushed open the quaint door, his heart was already hanging, and the spiritual aura of the whole person had converged to the extreme.

Jiuyang Divine Skill is right in front of you!

Suliu only watched with his eyes, and he could be unhindered in this dark night.

Looking for half a sound, I am anxious from my heart, countless volumes of Buddhist scriptures. There are also Ranga Sutras, which have been carefully examined several times, page by page, and nothing has been found.

What about the original Buddha?

This Shaolin trip is really weird.

Su Liu already had an ominous premonition in his heart. Suddenly, I looked up and saw the projection outside the window~ The moonlight that came in was very bright and clear, and there was a shadow obliquely printed on me behind it!

Suddenly, Su Liu was startled and put down the scriptures. I didn't dare to move anymore, and at this time, countless thoughts instantly passed through my heart, and finally I came to a conclusion: this person can avoid his five senses and stand behind him, and he has no qi. With his own five senses and spiritual essence, he actually has no sense, it is like a ghost, and his martial arts are definitely not under the five uniques of the Central Plains!

I don't want Shaolin to be so deep!

"Why did the little benefactor sigh." The man was silent for a while, and then suddenly he spoke, and his voice was very deep and old.

"I can't ask for what I want, so I have this sigh." Su Liu carried his hands behind his back, and the qi machine had already reached its peak.

"Idiot, what do you want to do with it is just to maintain a colored and photogenic body."

The owner of this old voice seems to have penetrated his intentions, Su Liu's back is already in a cold sweat, but his heart is very calm: "The old monk has no desires, no desires, no hatred and no joy, and his martial arts are already terrifying, but I am rolling and crawling in the red dust, and my heart is confused, just to borrow that volume of the Buddha's handwritten book to take a look, and I will not be harmed." ”

The old man's voice was silent for a while, and he recited in a low voice: "Everything has a way, like a dream bubble. If dew is also like electricity, it should be viewed as such, the little donor is in Baoshan but does not know it, Amitabha. ”

I don't know how he changes his movements, but he feels that a palm is ordinary and flat, as if it is empty, and he has no strength.

Su Liu sank suddenly, Shaolin still has such a master!

Such a mastery of kung fu has reached the realm of emptiness and non-emptiness.

At that moment, Su Liu's mind was extremely calm, his hands were raised suddenly, the Xuanyin broke the veins, and the palm shadow was transformed, and it was falling in the "emptiness" in front of him.

"Let's go, old monk!"

With a touch of his palms, this empty void seemed to have tens of millions of catties of great force, pushing Su Liu out.

Su Liu swept back with his strength, and the whole person flew out of the window like a cloud.

He glanced at the air and saw that the old monk was old, his hands were folded, and his breath was indescribably subtle.

This time he flew out upside down for a few feet, but Su Liu landed very lightly, only to find that the window of the Scripture Pavilion had been closed at some point, Su Liu took a deep breath, and finally took a deep look at the vast and simple Scripture Pavilion.

If it is the same situation as Lu Ding, if there are three more Chengguan, Su Liu is also sure to deal with it.

It's just that the martial arts of this old monk are so high that it's hard to guess.

"With such a master in charge, where do you still have a chance."

Immediately followed the original path and quietly returned to the meditation room, Li Mochou was similar to Xiaolongnu, lying on the rope, falling asleep, Su Liu pushed the door, she woke up, it can be regarded as a way to hone the light skills of the ancient tomb school.

The two of them went down overnight.

Walking to the foot of the mountain, Su Liucai sighed leisurely, looked back at the Shaolin Temple in the majestic Song Mountain, and sighed at Li Mochou: "I didn't expect that there is an old monk in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and his martial arts are not inferior to the five uniques, I don't know how it compares with the real people of Chongyang back then." ”

Li Mochou sneered and said: "Wang Chongyang won the championship with a sword back then, and his real skills overwhelmed the world. ”

Su Liu was a little curious, this little girl has belittled Chongyang real people all the way, but this time she no longer belittled Chongyang real people, and sure enough, Li Mochou continued:

"But he is at most second, and the patriarch and mother-in-law of this sect are the real number one in the world."

To say that he didn't get this Jiuyang Divine Skill, Su Liu's heart had no regrets, it was impossible, after all, this secret book was really difficult to measure the benefits of martial arts.

However, since it is no longer possible to obtain the Jiuyang Divine Skill, his plan for the next peerless study in the Two Eagle Plane must not be lost.

After planning in his heart, Su Liu smiled slightly and looked at Li Mochou, who was bored

Shaolin Temple, Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

At this time, it was already noon, and the sunlight was projected through the ancient window, and the dust visible to the flesh~ the eye floated extremely slowly in the air.

At this time, the young monk was bowing deeply to an old gray-robed monk in front of him, with a look of admiration and admiration on his face.

The gray-robed old monk smiled, smiled compassionately, and withered his fingers like flowers: "Jueyuan, do you know why I don't give him the true works of the Buddha." ”

The young monk frowned and thought for a while before he replied, "That benefactor is respectful, could it be that his qualifications are as dull as Jueyuan's, and he can't be edified?" After speaking, he grinned at the gray-robed old monk.

The old monk shook his head and smiled slightly: "Yes and no. ”

The young Jueyuan looked blankly at the teacher uncle in front of him, who was not known for his age and was not born, and said in confusion: "The disciple is stupid, I really don't know."

The old monk sighed quietly, his eyes narrowed slightly, his face was solemn, and his hands folded towards the blazing round hanging high in the air, bathing in the sun, at this time the violent blazing ~ hot sunlight was only warm and ordinary.

"It's not that the donor is unteachable, the donor's talent is so high, I'm afraid that he was above the Chongyang back then, but there was a murderous aura in his chest that ran through the sky, but I was afraid that after he got the scriptures, no one in the world could do it."

Monk Jueyuan was curious and thought to himself: "The scriptures are to educate the world to accumulate virtue for goodness, how can the uncle and ancestor say that the little benefactor killed the world after getting the scriptures, it is strange." ”

When I raised my eyes, I saw that the gray-robed old monk Zhou had a faint golden glow floating on his body, not touching the mortal dust, and his breath was like the Buddha's King Kong incarnating the world, and he muttered with his hands together: "Killing the heart, karma has been born, one thought of compassion, one thought of becoming a demon, Amitabha Buddha, the Buddha does not save demons." ”

Monk Jueyuan's expression was stunned, he was a little puzzled and didn't ask anymore, and he also stood by the window and looked up at the scorching sun like an old monk, only to feel extremely hot, like nine suns in the sky, and muttered: "Amitabha." (To be continued......)