Thinking of the sweeping monk, thinking of the unparalleled martial arts of this era, Ziqin couldn't help but be suddenly startled, and subconsciously looked around, only to feel that this sweeping monk would hide in any corner.

Worried about Ziqin's footsteps, he slowly walked towards the place where Jiuyang was copied before, there is a sweeping monk here, which is tantamount to a ghost here for Ziqin who wants to steal Shaolin martial arts, although the sweeping monk in the original book watched Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo steal martial arts for decades, but this does not mean that the sweeping monk is really out of the world.

You must know that at that time, both Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo had nowhere to go but to hide in Shaolin as a monk's life, so the sweeping monk could be so generous, you didn't see it, and even later the truth was revealed, everyone tore their faces and waited for the time to solve it by force, and the sweeping monk no longer hid himself, why, it was not that he was afraid that the Xiao family's father and son and Murong family's father and son were extraordinary, and once they fought, Shaolin would inevitably be destroyed.

Although this conclusion may not be correct, Ziqin does not dare to bet, although he is only playing a role in this damn world, but the ghost knows if death will affect his body, not to mention, what if the sweeping monk directly imprisons him in Shaolin, when the time comes, one cannot get rid of the current role, and the other cannot be free, it is really better to live than to die.

Half of Jiuyang is half of Jiuyang, anyway, in this world, half of Jiuyang is estimated to be enough to let himself go sideways, Ziqin's heart is not black at all.

Quickly retreated to the place where he had copied Jiuyang before, Ziqin was suddenly stunned, the place where he had copied Jiuyang before was blank, and the pages full of cheats that he had copied before had long been gone.

The sweeping monk is still hiding in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, just like what he did one hundred and thirty years ago, no one knows that this girl can hide for more than forty years one hundred and thirty years ago, and now he has two masters who are also extremely good and no one knows about it for more than one hundred and thirty years.

Ziqin looked at the empty table blankly, and made a painful choice between offending the sweeping monk and losing Jiuyang, if he offended the sweeping monk, it was extremely dangerous, but if he couldn't get Jiuyang, he would probably go to the king this time and take Guo Jing to break into the palace.

The Dragon King of the Ghost Gate is by no means a good stubble, no matter whether Ziqin is the real Shen Qinggang or not, I am afraid that it will not be easy to see Sha Tongtian.

"Bold, your abbot has already agreed to me to transcribe it, and you dare to stop it, you really want Shaolin to be wiped out."

Ziqin's psychological journey may be very much, but the thoughts in his heart are spinning fast, that is, in the blink of an eye, Ziqin has already kicked the table and roared.

Jiuyang must not be lost, otherwise Ziqin will not have the capital to gain a foothold in this world, and it will be the most painful to survive and die, so Ziqin decided to gamble on whether the sweeping monk really cares about Shaolin Temple.

"Since you don't care about the safety of Shaolin, then a certain family is no longer polite, first burn the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and then punish the Shaolin Temple."

Roaring angrily, Ziqin took out the fire fold from his bosom and lit it and threw it out towards those scriptures, this scripture pavilion is wood in addition to the scriptures, and the scriptures are moved out to dry from time to time, each one is extremely dry, if this fire fold really falls, I am afraid that Shaolin's countless years of collection of books can only be burned.

However, just as the fire fold was thrown out, Ziqin suddenly felt a black shadow shake in front of him, and the burning fire fold had disappeared from mid-air, as if it had never existed.

"Master, don't you show up yet, don't you want to wait for me to gather my subordinates and order the destruction of Shaolin to reappear."

This scene that seemed to be a supernatural world did not make Ziqin panic in the slightest, he lightly opened his mouth behind his back with his hands behind his back, and in the next second, an old figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

Even if he already knew that the sweeping monk was unpredictable, Ziqin couldn't help but be surprised, after shouting, Ziqin's spirit had been highly concentrated, but he didn't see the slightest detail of how the sweeping monk appeared.

"Amitabha, the donor is really daring."

The sweeping monk whispered a Buddha name and spoke lightly, his tone was still unwavering, but Ziqin couldn't help but show a smile.

Counting that the sweeping monk is nearly two hundred years old, and the Buddhist theory is estimated to be a lot more refined than one hundred and thirty years ago, but in the end, he still can't let go of Shaolin, and it may be that he can't let go of this hard-to-find place to stay, otherwise, according to the sweeping monk's Buddhist cultivation at the moment, he will never say the word boldness.

"The two disciples of the master, why don't you come out together."

Ziqin didn't answer the words of the sweeping monk, and Ziqin really didn't dare to quibble in front of such a peerless master.

"But I don't want the donor to know the old man so well, they have already returned to the arms of the Buddha, even the old man is only in the evening."

The sweeping monk opened his mouth lightly.

Looking at the sweeping monk Ziqin, who was standing lightly, frowned secretly in his heart, he dared to use the safety of Shaolin to confront the old monk, but it really took guts to threaten the old monk, after all, this old guy is the first in the world.

Suddenly, Ziqin's heart moved slightly, and a faint smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"The master still remembers the Suzhou Wang family, how easy the master is hiding in Shaolin, but the poor Gusu Wang family has been killed and injured over the years, and it is infinitely close to extinction."

Ziqin looked at the sweeping monk coldly, his heart was full of sweat, but there was a sarcastic smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Amitabha, what does the donor mean by this, but the old man is puzzled."

The sweeping monk's face was still unwavering, his hands were folded, his head was lowered, and the Buddha said indifferently.

Looking at the posture of the sweeping monk, the smile on the corner of Ziqin's mouth became colder and colder, but he no longer had the slightest doubt about the suspicion in his heart at this moment.

"My surname is Wang, Murong Longcheng, you should know what I mean, back then, you married my Wang family for your son, and the ancestors of my Wang family were impressed by your ambition and your unparalleled martial arts and married your Murong family to help you restore the country, in the past hundred years, my Wang family has been ruined, but you are hiding in this Shaolin to be this broken monk, pretending to be high, you are worthy of my Wang family."

Ziqin seemed to roar angrily, but then calmed down again and laughed coldly.

"Murong Longcheng, do you know who asked me to come here to find you."

Ziqin's words were either angry and roaring, or cold ridicule, but the sweeping monk never replied, and after Ziqin coldly mocked, he also stood quietly in place and looked at the sweeping monk with a sneer, and after a long time, when Ziqin's heart had been raised, the sweeping monk let out a long sigh.

"Jiuyang is too rigid, and the cultivation is afraid of losing life, if the donor is practicing martial arts, he may wish to refer to these two books."

After half a day, the sweeping monk often sighed, the figure disappeared suddenly, and the figure appeared in a slight flicker, but he took out a secret book from his arms, Ziqin stood there and sneered and looked at the sweeping monk, but he clearly saw that the secret book taken out by the sweeping monk clearly wrote these words "Wuxianggong", and the latter book only exposed half of the word, but it was a "broken" word.

"The world is so stupid, a hundred years to turn their heads, I hope the donor will let go of the obsession in his heart as soon as possible."

There was another long sigh, and the sweeping monk figure was suddenly, only the two volumes of cheats were placed on the table where Ziqin had copied Jiuyang before.

Ziqin snorted coldly, seemed to be extremely unwilling, walked over, picked up the cheats, turned around and walked out of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion with a cold face, and did not go to say hello to the bitter rider, strode out of Shaolin, and kept walking to the foot of the mountain, beckoning the cavalry of the Jin Kingdom to leave quickly, and after running for dozens of kilometers, Ziqin let out a long breath and the whole person was paralyzed like an athlete who had just finished running a marathon, and he was sweating like pulp.

In this line, Ziqin completely relied on Lian Guess to connect several hidden family relationships in Jin Yong's world, and then added that the sweeping monk had really converted to Buddhism to survive and obtain martial arts secrets, as long as there was a little mistake, I was afraid that I would have to stay in the back mountains of Shaolin forever to be a savage in this life.

ps: Xiaoyang guesses that the sweeping monk is Murong Longcheng, that is, the founder of the Xiaoyao faction, Xiaoyaozi, and at the same time, Wang Yuyan's family is the same as a martial arts family, if Wang Chongyang has no accident, he should be from this family, hehe, there will be a chance for Xiaoyang to write and compile works in the future to explain how these relationships are deduced, now, it's time to return to the topic, brothers, give the ticket, the ticket, the ticket.

PS again: I got the wrong year before, more than 100 years have passed since Xiao Feng's death and Guo Jing's birth, hehe, it seems that the protagonist still has a place to obtain peerless martial arts, guess where.;