Chapter 143: Into Shaolin

Xiao Yu walked into the courtyard and waited while practicing his sword. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

Unconsciously, half an hour passed, and the little senior sister and legal Lori walked out of the house.

"You ......"

The air suddenly became incredibly quiet.

Xiao Yu opened his mouth slightly, stunned for two or three seconds, and then the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise upward, and finally turned into the appearance of laughing.

"Laugh what a laugh!" Legal Lori snorted a little annoyed, "Laugh and sew your mouth shut again!" ”

"Hahaha-"

It's not that Xiao Yu's smile is very low, but there is a change on the face of legal Lori that people absolutely can't ignore-

Her right eye was draped with an eye patch, which was cut from cotton, the right size covered her right eye, plus a height of 1.3 meters, the body shape of a junior high school student, and a cute appearance...... Suddenly, there was a full sense of déjà vu.

"What's going on?" Under the eyes of legal Lori killing people, Xiao Yu finally stopped laughing.

The little junior sister pursed her lips and said with a smile: "Uncle Shi's eyes should not be sand, after I blew it, it suddenly became red and swollen, like a little peach, Uncle Shi felt that he couldn't see people, so he asked me to cut a blindfold and put it on." ”

"Hahaha."

"Laugh, I'll sew your mouth right now!"

……

Time passed in a hurry, and half a moon passed in an instant.

As soon as the sky dawned, the silent mountains were still shrouded in a hazy milk-like mist, and occasionally the mountain wind blew, and the mist rolled up, making the mountains and forests more and more silent, empty and remote.

As the morning rooster announced, a distant and dull bell rang from the top of the mountain, and the bell slowly spread across the hill to the distance, and rose again and again, waking the silent mountain from its slumber.

Looking up into the distance, halfway up the mountainside covered with clouds and mist, stands an old temple. The treasure is solemn, and the buildings that have been precipitated over the years are mottled, but you can always find its unique carving and charm in the corners and corners.

After the morning bell, the whole temple soon became lively, with lay disciples carrying water, novices doing cleaning homework, warrior monks tempering their muscles and bones, and the sound of chanting, which had a kind of cleansing taste.

Without Xiao Yu's explanation, the friends in the live broadcast room have already started the narration:

"Shaolin Temple, it's finally here!"

"Popular science time: Shaolin is located in Songshan, Dengfeng City, Henan Province, because it is located in the dense jungle of Shaolin Mountain in the hinterland of Songshan, so it is called Shaolin Temple."

"Well, I've finally arrived in Shaolin, and I'll be able to gather all my friends and challenge the baron later."

"As the saying goes, the world's kung fu comes out of Shaolin, and Shaolin kung fu is the best in the world, and there is finally a good show to watch."

"But why is Shaolin Temple a holy place for martial arts in the world?"

"Nonsense, those monks have nothing to do when they are full all day long, except for practicing martial arts or practicing martial arts, otherwise what else can they do?"

"I think we can pick up soap for each other......"

"It's so dirty upstairs, drag it out and bounce to death!"

“……”

The group did not encounter any obstacles, and entered the Shaolin Temple very quietly.

The first thing you see is the main hall square.

At this moment, it is morning class time, and the square is full of monks wearing monks' robes and bald heads, sitting cross-legged on the futon with calm and solemn faces, and their eyes are calm and impartial.

The three old monks with gray eyebrows sat at the front, their eyes slightly closed, and they were silently reciting scriptures in their mouths, obviously at the first level. In the entire square, only the head deacon of the precept institute was reading the names of the monks aloud, and was responsible for the ordering and other related matters.

"It's big here, it feels like it's much bigger than the Vulture Palace."

After Xiao Yu came in, he found that this Shaolin Temple covers a very wide area, the front hall and the back house, row upon row, and I don't know that there are thousands of rooms, fortunately Xiao Feng led the way, otherwise with his road idiot attributes, I am afraid that he really can't find the north.

After many rounds and turns, soon, an antique single-family building appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

"This is the Scripture Pavilion." Xiao Feng explained, excitement flashing in his eyes.

When everyone entered the courtyard, they first saw a thin old monk in an old green robe, holding a broom in his hand, and sweeping the floor with a bow.

This monk is not young, his sparse long beard is already white, his movements are slow, he has no strength, and he doesn't look like he has martial arts.

Legal Lori's face was solemn, and she whispered:

"I'm afraid this person is not simple, let's not provoke subtlety."

With her eyesight, she can't see the strength of this sweeping monk, obviously he has already reached the point where his breath is restrained and he returns to the basics, so that people can't see the level of his martial arts.

However, walking the rivers and lakes, most of those flamboyant pillows are embroidered pillows, which are useless, and most of the really powerful masters don't show off much, in a simple word, they are low-key pretends.

Xiao Yu walked straight to the sweeping monk, bowed, and said, "I've seen the master!" ”

The thin old monk was sweeping the floor, and when he saw Xiao Yu coming to greet him, he was slightly stunned, stopped his movements, and said without a wave in his eyes: "I've seen the donor." ”

This Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is a Shaolin important place.,Everyone suddenly appeared here.,The old monk didn't ask.,If it's someone else.,Seeing these outsiders appear in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.,What's the matter, you have to ask it.,And legal Lori also said that she couldn't see through this guy.,Then it's obviously the right person.。

The friends in the live broadcast room suddenly boiled over:

"Heart pride: The melon seed bench has been prepared, sit and watch the anchor be beaten!"

"Parker: The anchor is bigger, you are more leisurely, countless friends around the world are looking at you, if you are beaten by someone, we will laugh."

"Sister Cat: The eldest husband was born in the world, and when he brought a three-foot sword to make immortal achievements, he will not succeed in his ambition today, so he will die!"

"Talking upstairs."

"Hmm, the anchor quickly turned on the pretending mode, my sister can't wait!"

“……”

Xiao Yu smiled, the three-foot Qingfeng came out of the sheath, slowly moved forward, and said loudly: "I heard that the master is full of martial arts, so I came to ask for advice!" ”

As he spoke, a sword was handed out, and the sword seemed to contain infinite changes, which was very mysterious.

The thin old monk's white eyebrows trembled, and the broom in his hand was on the rung, separating Xiao Yu's long sword lightly.

"Amitabha!"

The thin old monk said the Buddha number, and his left hand made a Buddha ritual on his chest, and the voice just started, and the broom in his right hand was swept out from the bottom up, as if he was sweeping the floor.

The broom swept over, but Xiao Yu felt as if a mountain was pressing over, his eyes became solemn, his steps slipped, and his figure had appeared on the left side of the sweeping monk.

At this time, the sweeping monk's Buddha horn had not yet fallen, his right arm turned, and the broom in his hand drew a semicircle. It seems to be a simple and very simple action, but in Xiao Yu's eyes, there is an unstoppable smell in it.

His eyes narrowed, and he flickered, and he disappeared from the left side of the sweeping monk, and his figure appeared on the right side of the sweeping monk like a ghost, and the long sword danced rapidly, one turned into two, and two turned into four. In an instant, the sword shadow filled the air, enveloping the sweeping monk's body.

Each sword is so wonderful that it is impossible to distinguish the real from the fake.

The sweeping monk's eyebrows trembled, and the broom in his hand suddenly moved forward gently, but when he heard the sound of the "bell", the broom and the four-foot Qingfeng struck together, and there was a sound of gold and iron clashing.

This blow just hit Xiao Yu's sword move for a fleeting flaw, instantly breaking the sword shadow in the sky, and the remaining strength still shocked Xiao Yu to take two steps back.

Xiao Yu didn't step forward to test again, he put away his sword and stood up, laughing loudly:

"The monk really lives up to his name, but ...... Please allow me to call a few foreign helpers. ”

As soon as the words fell, a long hissing of Ryoma sounded outside the courtyard, from far to near, and in an instant it was close to the front.

(ps: Thank you for the proud tip, good night everyone...... )