The sweeping monk was silent for a moment, and then said, "If I win the donor, the donor will leave?" ”

"If you can defeat me, I will turn around and leave, and I will never destroy the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, let alone harm the monks of Shaolin Temple." Chen Feng assured that his purpose was to fight with the sweeping monk and defeat him, and the so-called burning of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion was just to force him.

"Please come with me."

As soon as the voice of the sweeping monk fell, the person disappeared at the door of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, as fast as a gust of wind.

The two warrior monks looked at the disappearing sweeping monk in horror, it turned out that this sweeping monk who had been unknown in Shaolin Temple for decades had cultivated to such a powerful point.

When the two sweeping monks looked at Chen Feng again, they found that Chen Feng had disappeared in place at some point, presumably following the sweeping monk and leaving.

When Chen Feng left, the two monks felt that the breath pressing on their bodies disappeared, and one of them hurriedly said, "Let's go and tell the abbot!" ”

The monk then went to inform the abbot, while the other monk stayed behind to guard the pavilion in case anyone took the opportunity to enter.

But the two monks didn't notice that a moment after Chen Feng and the sweeping monk's figures left, two more figures flew out of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, although the speed was not as fast as Chen Feng and the sweeping monk, but it was far from being able to reach ordinary martial artists.

The sweeping monk came to a clearing in the mountain behind the Shaolin Temple, surrounded by woods, only here there is no clutter, as a place for discussion.

At the moment when the sweeping monk stopped, Chen Feng had already arrived, and after looking around, he praised, "The master has found a good place." ”

"I have been in Shaolin Temple for decades, and I have feelings for every grass and tree here. The sweeping monk lowered his head and recited the Buddha's name reverently in his mouth.

Chen Feng nodded, the sweeping monk was really thoughtful, if the place of battle between the two was chosen in the Shaolin Temple, no matter what, the Shaolin Temple would definitely be destroyed, and the trees would be injured in the woods, only here was the best.

The sweeping monk raised his head, stared at Chen Ziang and asked, "I don't know who the donor's surname is, who is my father, and what school he is taught from?" ”

"I won't mention my name, I haven't heard of the master, I can't tell me the name of my father, and as for the master and the sect, there is nothing." Chen Feng answered the questions of the sweeping monk one by one, believing that the sweeping monk must be curious about himself, so he asked this question.

The sweeping monk muttered to himself, "That benefactor is really a genius who has never been seen before or since, and he can reach such a state at such an age, and the poor monk admires it!" ”

"The master has won the award, the master is the real master, with profound internal strength and martial arts of various sects, but he is not moved by fame and fortune and is willing to be a sweeping monk in Shaolin Temple, I can't accept this realm!"

The sweeping monk praised himself a few words, of course Chen Feng had to praise it back, and there was no trace of falsehood in this compliment, the sweeping monk's state of mind was probably something that others could not reach in their lifetime, even if Chen Feng was ashamed of himself.

The sweeping monk sighed and shook his head, "Hongchen is a dream for the poor monk, and when you wake up from the dream, everything you do is the same wherever you are." ”

Chen Feng looked at the sweeping monk's gaze through the red dust, and thought to himself that the sweeping monk is also a person with a story, this kind of person either retired because he was invincible all over the world, or because of a love word.

There are very few clips of sweeping monks in "Tianlong Babu", and Chen Feng can't know his specific identity, but according to the plot, he can see the martial arts of the Xiaoyao faction at a glance, and the Xiaoyao faction is an equally mysterious sect, and this sect has three top masters: Li Qiushui, Wu Yazi, and Tianshan Tongmao.

And Li Qiushui, Wu Yazi, Tianshan Tong's master Xiaoyaozi is a legendary fairy-like character, this is a fight with Dugu's defeat, this sweeping monk is unlikely to be Xiaoyaozi, but it may be Xiaoyaozi's brother and other characters, after all, no one knows who Xiaoyaozi's master is.

"Thank you for being willing to listen to the poor monk's nagging, and the poor monk will definitely go all out to show respect." The sweeping monk bowed slightly towards Chen Feng, and his cloudy eyes became extremely clear.

Chen Feng nodded and said, "That's the best, but before that, there are two more uninvited guests who need to be reminded." ”

Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan, who were hiding in the woods, knew that they couldn't hide, so they had to walk out of the woods, both of them were dressed in black, and they were far away from each other.

Xiao Yuanshan had seen Chen Feng's ability, it was not strange for Chen Feng to guess that he was here, Murong Bo had never met Chen Feng before, he thought that the other party would not be able to detect it, but he didn't expect to be seen at a glance.

Murong Bo stared at Chen Feng with a pair of narrow eyes and said, "Boy, how did you see that?" ”

"Humph! This person is my son Qiao Feng's friend, how can you speculate? Xiao Yuanshan snorted coldly and took the opportunity to set up a relationship with Chen Feng.

The sweeping monk opened his mouth and said, "I almost forgot if the donor didn't say it, and there are these two laymen, I don't know how the two laymen's martial arts cultivation is?" ”

Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan were both stunned, the two of them had been stealing all kinds of martial arts in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion for a long time, and they both thought that they had not been discovered by the people of Shaolin Temple, but they didn't expect to be looked at by this sweeping monk.

The sweeping monk sighed with emotion, "That day, Xiao Jushi borrowed a book for the first time and got a copy of the Wuxiang Robbery Finger, and Murong Jushi got a flower finger as if he got a treasure. ”

Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan's expressions were not very good-looking, and Xiao Yuanshan opened his mouth and said, "How do you know so clearly?" ”

"The two laymen were addicted to martial arts when they borrowed the book, and they had already entered the devil's way, so they naturally couldn't find the poor monks, I don't know if the two of them still remembered, every time you read Shaolin martial arts, there will be a book next to you, such as "A Leng Sutra" and "Four Ways and Five Elements Sutra", if the two laymen can indulge in the Buddhist scriptures, maybe they will not fall so deep."

Chen Feng secretly snickered, which is why Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo were too fascinated when they stole the book, it was obvious that the martial arts of the sweeping monk were too strong, otherwise if they were replaced by another monk, the two would definitely find out as soon as possible.

"It just so happens that the two laymen are here today, so let me compete with this donor first, and then I have a lot to say to the two laymen, please wait a while!" The sweeping monk said unhurriedly.

Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan nodded in response, the purpose of the two of them was to watch the battle between Chen Feng and the sweeping monk, after all, this level of battle is not something that can be seen casually.

Chen Feng didn't care about the two of them watching the battle, he just hated that he was secretly peeking, and if he watched it openly, there would be no problem.

"Master, please advise!" Chen Feng is ready, and the battle is about to break out!

(End of chapter)