Section 78 Stealth

In the open space outside the mountain gate of Shaolin Temple, thousands of people have gathered at this moment. The pen %fun %pavilion www.biquge.info compared to the time when Murong Fu summoned the warriors to deal with Su Chong. More people came this time. After all, Shaolin is a big faction in the world, and there are not only many people who come, but also famous people. There are many old guys who have been in hiding for many years, and they are all shocked by this incident.

"Abbot Xuanci, please tell me what happened outside the Yanmen Pass back then!" Xiao Feng was surrounded by everyone but was not afraid, staring at Xuan Ci deadly.

Xuan Ci's face was full of compassion: "Master Xiao, it has been so long, and the truth of the matter is too cruel, so it's better not to say it." ”

"Is there anything unspeakable about the abbot?" The more this is the case, the more Xiao Feng wants to know the truth.

"Unspeakable? Hum! It's true that there are unspeakable hidden, but it's true that your old thief father is unspeakable! Murong Fu said coldly: "Back then, Xiao Yuanshan intended to steal the Shaolin cheats. Fortunately, he was found by his father. A group of heroes, under the leadership of Abbot Xuanci, defeated their conspiracy in a bloody battle. Xiao Feng, you have to know the truth. That's the truth! Your dad is a thief! The Great Liao thieves who are trying to get their hands on the Central Plains! ”

Murong Fu's heart was unspeakably happy. In the past, he and Xiao Feng were ranked north and south, and he was always unconvinced. After inheriting Murong Bo's internal strength, he looked down on Xiao Feng even more. Now scolding Xiao Feng in front of the heroes of the world, the feeling made him tremble with excitement!

"Shut up!"

Xiao Feng's face was full of anger, and he suddenly shouted angrily.

Murong Fu, who was triumphant just now, only felt a buzzing in his ears, and his eyes were black and he almost fainted. Hurriedly bit the tip of his tongue and used his internal force to protect his ears, and then he regained his clarity.

The eyes that looked at Xiao Feng immediately became cautious. Although he was caught off guard just now, he was able to deter him with a loud roar, which showed that Xiao Feng's internal strength was unfathomable.

Facing Xiao Feng's red and angry eyes, Murong Fu's heart tightened, and he immediately sneered. What can I do if my internal strength is strong, will my young master's internal strength be poor? The internal force of the two generations of the Murong family is combined, and Murong Fu is not afraid of anyone than the internal force!

There are so many people under Shaomu Mountain, no matter how high your Xiao Feng's martial arts are, you will not be able to escape death. Murong Fu sneered in his heart, kill Xiao Feng first, and then slaughter the Bloody Cloth Demon! Facing Xiao Feng, he was calm: "If you don't believe it, don't believe it." But that's just the way it is! Abbot Xuan Ci can testify. ”

"Amitabha." Xuan Ci recited a Buddha name, but said nothing.

But in this case, this silence is tantamount to adding fuel to the fire. Everyone thinks that Xuan Ci is acquiescing.

"I see."

"Joe's father turned out to be a big thief! Or a big thief? ”

"What Qiao gang leader, that's Xiao Xiao'...... thief"

"I don't believe it!" Xiao Feng's eyes were different: "The people who knew the truth back then were killed one by one, and only you, the leading brother, were left, this is just your words!" ”

"Old Donor Xiao does have a plan. And he didn't die back then, so he may have been hidden among everyone at this moment. It's a pity that the old benefactor of Murong has faked his death for many years, but his whereabouts have never been found. Over the years, I don't know how many Central Plains stunts have been stolen. I don't know how many killings it will cause. Alas......" Xuan Ci sighed: "Old Donor Xiao, if you are really here, please show up and see it." The Central Plains martial arts are full of talents, even if you learn one or two masters, you can't help all the heroes. I advise you to put down the butcher's knife and recite the Buddha for repentance. ”

Xuan Ci's words are sincere, as if the Buddha is full of compassion. The reason why he dared to say this was because he saw Xiao Yuanshan jump off the cliff with his own eyes. The cliff outside the Yanmen Pass is bottomless, and when you look down, you can only see the vast white mist. Xuan Ci didn't believe that anyone could jump without dying. So his heart is full of confidence, and this posture is just acting. And it's a play that absolutely no one can debunk.

"Really? What qualifications do you, a monk who has broken the vows, have to persuade me to take refuge? Your Buddha can't even save you, a monk who recites scriptures all day long, so how can you save the old man? A sonorous voice suddenly sounded in everyone's ears. There were more than 1,000 people present, and the voice seemed to ring in everyone's ears.

What a deep internal force! Murong Fu's pupils contracted suddenly. Even if he had Murong Bo's transmission, he had to be shocked by the other party's method of transmitting sound.

Lion's roar! Xuan Ci's eyes widened. He was even more shocked than Murong Fu. Others don't know, as the head of Shaolin, how can they not know the unique heart contained in the voice just now! That's his Shaolin stunt lion's roar!

Who the hell is the other party, and how can the lion roar?!

Xuan Ci's mind turned sharply, thinking of Gang? The content of what the other person is saying. His face couldn't help but change, and his heart suddenly became heavy.

"Xuan Ci, aren't you trying to persuade me to take refuge? The old man is here, do you dare to say it again in front of me, what is going on outside the Yanmen Gate? I don't know when, there was an old man in gray beside Xiao Feng. That rough face, except for being a few points old, actually looks very similar to Xiao Fengchang!

Xuan Ci's heart thumped.

He didn't care at all that Xiao Yuanshan came forward to confront him in the battle of Yanmen Pass. Anyway, the people who participated back then were all dead when he left him, and whatever he said was nothing. It is self-evident whether a kind of Jianghu warrior believes in a Liao thief or believes in him, the abbot of Shaolin.

What Xuan Ci really cares about is why Xiao Yuanshan roared as a lion. thought of the crime he had just arranged for Xiao Yuanshan. Rise from the ashes? Fake death into the Central Plains? Stealing martial arts cheats?

It's all true! The most unfortunate thing is that what the other party stole seems to be the classics of Shaolin!

Xuan Ci: "......"

In an instant, he felt that the world was spinning, and he almost fainted. Shooting yourself in the foot, it's a big joke!

Seventy-two stunts! It must be seventy-two stunts! It's no wonder that Hatoma Zhi had seventy-two stunts, and it was definitely leaked by this guy. He actually gave the Shaolin stunt to the King of Tubo! How many people did he give back?!

Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!

High in the sky, unknown to everyone, a black shadow slid through the void like lightning. When the dark shadow disappeared, a rumbling thunderous sound followed. A blanket of white smoke trapped the air, showing the movement of a black shadow.

The Condor swooped down rapidly, and when it was still ten meters above the ground, it suddenly spread its wings and flapped vigorously. The lightning-fast figure suddenly slowed down, exerted several exertions, and finally fell to the ground like a feather.

Su Chong jumped down from behind the belt, looking at the secluded Scripture Pavilion not far away, a look of anticipation flashed in his eyes.

patted the eagle's head and let it hover high in the air to prepare to respond, Su Chongshi Shiran walked towards the Scripture Pavilion.

As a place to store important Shaolin classics, the Zangjing Pavilion naturally cannot be completely defenseless. There was an open space around, and several warrior monks patrolled back and forth with sticks.

Su Chong walked straight to the Scripture Pavilion, and as he moved, the air around him distorted, and the scene around him changed rapidly. After a while, Su Chong disappeared into thin air! It was as if he had mastered stealth.

Su Chong's footsteps did not stop, but he landed silently, and walked in front of the patrolling warrior monks so blatantly. The other party didn't notice it at all!

All this seems magical, but for Su Chong, it is a matter of course. This is the embodiment of his cultivation, and in the eyes of ordinary people, he is no different from an immortal.

As Su Chong's body metamorphosed into the innate realm, the True Skill of the Six Realms was truly cultivated. This exercise, which he spent a lot of effort to create, finally revealed his strength. Su Chong's control over his body at the moment was unprecedentedly strong, and even the opening and closing of every pore could not escape his perception.

Moreover, the five senses are incredibly powerful, and they have reached a preliminary connection. It's an amazing feeling. He is not a quantitative superposition. It's not about looking farther and seeing clearly. Rather, it is a total change in the way we perceive the outside world.

He used to look at the world as if it were a low-resolution two-dimensional photograph. At this moment, the world he sees is a three-dimensional film with an unprecedented sound and light effect. The feeling of touching the world in all aspects fascinated Su Chong.

In this state, Su Chong was able to observe many phenomena that he would not normally see. This kind of senses helped Su Zhong the most not martial arts, but the art of Qimen Dunjia. The observation method is advanced enough to give him a deeper understanding of the world. Su Zhong became more and more proficient in Qimen Dunjia, the knowledge of using the power of heaven and earth.

In this case, simply controlling the amount of moisture in the surrounding air through the pores can easily produce bizarre changes in light refraction. Su Zhong disappeared from sight so naturally.

It's as simple as that. But to do this, it is very difficult. Its success is inseparable from Suzhong's accumulation of various knowledge for more than 100 years, and Suzhong's unremitting efforts. The sweat and hard work in it are absolutely unimaginable to ordinary people.