"There are senior monks in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and the old man has never heard of it, but since Sun Shizhu said that there is, then there must be, Void, you take these four donors to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Indeed, Xuan Ci is anxious to see Xuzhu now, so he won't keep Sun Yang, but he is a little curious about the monk Sun Yang said, why doesn't he know that there are monks in the Scripture Pavilion, and he must go back to see it.

Under the leadership of this little monk called the void, he came to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion in the depths of the Shaolin Temple, which is the most important place in the Shaolin Temple, the inheritance of the Shaolin Temple is in this Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, the back of the Jin martial arts, the prestige of Shaolin is getting weaker and weaker, and the strength is getting lower and lower, which is related to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

"Big brother, is there a monk here? Why didn't I see it? ”

Wang Yuyan looked at the empty courtyard and asked suspiciously.

"Of course, you wait, I'll call you out."

Sun Yang said that the sweeping monk hid in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and he usually did not show up easily, even if Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan secretly learned Shaolin Peerless, they did not show up.

But Sun Yang had a way to call the sweeping monk out, and Ling'er and Xiaoqian also understood what Sun Yang wanted to do, so they took a few steps back to protect Wang Yuyan.

Sun Yang looked at the Scripture Pavilion in front of him, and the momentum that had been constricting on his body was released, and a cyclone was actually formed around Sun Yang, fortunately, it was usually cleaned relatively cleanly, otherwise it would definitely be dusty and flying, even so, the surrounding grass and trees were blown and shaken.

"Amitabha, good, good, the old man has come out, (Great Sage, you will receive the supernatural powers, cough cough,) The donor, please accept the supernatural powers."

A figure walked out of the scripture pavilion, and after coming out, everyone also knew that it was a thin monk in a green robe, this monk was quite old, and the sparse and sparse long beard was all white, and he was a sweeping monk.

Netizens in the real world are very fond of being sophisticated and brain-filling, although Jin Daxia did not name the identity of the sweeping monk in the book, but netizens began to speculate based on various words, and finally came up with two more reliable answers, one is that the sweeping monk is the martial arts wizard of the Northern Song Dynasty Jintai, the first person in the legendary Chinese martial arts, known as the first martial arts in ancient times, there is a saying that "the king is not a piece, the general is not Li, and the fist is not gold".

Another theory is that the sweeping monk is Murong Bo's father Murong Longcheng, and Murong Bo's mother is Li Canghai, and this statement also has many supporters.

Both make sense, and neither has any direct evidence, even if netizens quote a lot of the dialogues of the characters in the novel, there is no direct evidence.

These speculations are of no use to Sun Yang, because the sweeping monk is just a little monk in front of Sun Yang, and he can't threaten himself at all, and he is not in a good mood, and he can pinch him to death with one finger.

"Old monk, you came out, it's really not easy to see you."

Sun Yang looked at the sweeping monk and said, this old monk is pretending to be pushed to the extreme, always thinking about appearing at a critical time, and then directly controlling the whole audience with crushing force, and finally waving his sleeves without leaving a single cloud.

"Amitabha, I'm just an old monk sweeping the floor, the donor has found the wrong person."

The sweeping monk said to Sun Yang, after all, from Sun Yang's momentum just now, the sweeping monk knew that he was not the opponent of the other party, but he didn't expect that he had been cultivating for decades, and he was actually not as good as a young man.

"I'm not mistaken, you are really not ordinary, now I am afraid that there are only a few people in the rivers and lakes who can compare with you, and they will not take a slap in the face, which is worth seeing in person."

Sun Yang said, Sun Yang has seen the bottom of the sweeping monk clearly, sure enough, it is a few points more powerful than Wuyazi, but considering that Wuyazi has been abandoned for so many years, it is also understandable, practice to this point, the sweeping monk has nothing to practice, can only wait quietly for death, although the body of the sweeping monk is still strong, but his life has been compensated, beyond the time, it will run out of oil and dry up, even if the body is still strong, the soul can not last so long.

"Amitabha, fighting and killing is just a small way, and Lao Wei only has a little martial arts, I really can't help the donor from saying this."

The sweeping monk said modestly, he knew his own strength, maybe he could be proud before, but after seeing Sun Yang today, he couldn't be proud, the other party's strength made him unable to compete at all, and he didn't even have the heart to catch up, even if he practiced for another hundred years, it would be useless.

"It's my business that I can't help but be able to afford it, since I see you, I can't just go back, hit me with your strongest attack, let me see your catties, take out the seventy-two stunts, let me see what's good, I'll leave after reading it."

Sun Yang said to the sweeping monk, in addition to seeing the sweeping monk this time, it is to see the seventy-two stunts and see if there is any value for reference.

"Donor, the seventy-two stunts are my Shaolin secret learning, and people who are not in my Shaolin are not allowed to check it, please forgive me."

The sweeping monk said to Sun Yang, what he said is really reasonable, if Sun Yang doesn't know some things, maybe it's really hard to continue talking.

"Forgive your sister, forgive me? Back then, Murong Bo was here to steal seventy-two stunts, why didn't you stop it? Xiao Yuanshan secretly learned seventy-two stunts, why didn't you stop it? You are kind enough to prepare Buddhist scriptures for the two of them, to resolve their anger towards learning martial arts, today you dare to stop me, believe it or not, I let your entire Shaolin Temple be the same as this big tree. ”

As soon as Sun Yang waved his hand, a big tree in the yard silently turned into powder and disappeared into the yard.

The sweeping monk also had a bitter face, Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan were two accidents, originally the sweeping monk wanted them to learn more martial arts, and then come forward to subdue the two of them in the future, so that they could become the protectors of Buddhism, if they accepted them early, they would be disheartened, I am afraid they would not have worked so hard to learn martial arts, now Murong Bo disappeared in his early years, and now even Xiao Yuanshan is missing, and he has no chance to subdue them.

"This ......"

The sweeping monk was speechless, because no matter how he planned, after all, it had not been realized, Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan were indeed not from Shaolin, and they had indeed never stopped them, and they had helped them, but they didn't appreciate it.

What's more, Sun Yang has already shown a threat just now, a big tree was actually destroyed like that, he can't help it, and the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion behind it can't help destroying it, for the future of Shaolin, it seems that he can only agree to the other party. (To be continued.) )