Shaolin Temple martial arts classics are no less than scriptures, Li Qingzhu has to watch these martial arts classics even if he doesn't eat or drink, it will take many days, not to mention that he has to rest.

These martial arts will have additional attributes after he learns them, dozens of advanced martial arts can increase the first level of attributes by 5 points, and some of the thousands of low-level martial arts can also increase the attributes of 1 or 2 points, when he learned all these martial arts cheats, the entire surroundings have changed.

liliang：343

Intelligence: 48

Dexterity: 469

Internal force: 460

The increase in intelligence is due to the fact that some of the martial arts cheats require a certain amount of comprehension, so it also increases the intelligence.

Li Qingzhu spent more than half a month, and finally memorized all the scriptures below the sixth layer in his mind, and now, there are only the twelve advanced martial arts on the seventh floor left.

Li Qingzhu stood up and moved his body, which had not moved for a long time, in the past few days, he had been eating, drinking, and sleeping in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and almost all the junior brothers in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion knew about Li Qingzhu's task, so they didn't bother him except for delivering food.

"Why is it so quiet today?"

Li Qingzhu put a scripture book on the sixth floor back into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and thought a little strangely, although no one bothered him on weekdays, but there would be some noise, and it was really strange that there was no sound of sweeping the floor like today.

At the same time, contrary to the quiet Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, the Qing court officers and soldiers poured into the Shaolin Temple and surrounded the Shaolin Temple.

Almost all the officers and soldiers outside the Daxiong Treasure Hall are also officers, and the monks of Shaolin Temple are not opponents.

"Shoot the arrows!"

An officer gave an order, and countless specially made flaming arrows shot towards the Daxiong Treasure Hall at a rapid pace, looking like a cloud of fire pressing down from a distance.

In the Bodhi Temple, the monks wielded the ring knives in their hands and the officers and soldiers worked hard, and some of them protected the safety of Zhiyong.

"Don't let them get near the Scripture Pavilion!!"

Zhiyong knew that Qingzhu had been arranged by Zhishan to go to the Scripture Pavilion, and in order to protect Qingzhu's safety, he also shouted regardless of the danger.

"Master, there is already a senior brother of the Discipline Academy over there in the Scripture Pavilion, so let's meet with the abbot first! Woo! ”

One of the disciples repelled an officer and soldier and turned back to Zhiyong, but he didn't want to shoot him right in the throat with an iron arrow.

"You dare!"

Seeing that his disciple died in front of him, Zhiyong, the most amiable old monk on weekdays, also committed a reluctance ring, snatched a ring knife from the disciple next to him and threw it at the person who shot the arrow.

The man didn't even have a chance to hide, and his head was cut off by the throwing knife of Zhiyong.

"Everyone retreat to the Daxiong Treasure Palace!"

Zhiyong shouted loudly, and all the disciples also responded with a bang.

The other courtyards were almost the same, and they all chose to kill the Mahavira Hall at this moment, because the first seat of each courtyard knew that the supreme goodness must be there.

A large number of officers and soldiers poured into the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and Zhishan asked Sande and several other monks to pick five children and let them escape.

"Senior brother!!"

At this time, from outside the Daxiong Treasure Hall, the first seat of several courtyards and halls were killed at the same time, the first seat of the Arhat Hall was completed, the first seat of the Prajna Hall was strict, the first seat of the Discipline Academy was the first seat of the Rite, the first seat of the Bodhi Academy was eternal, the first seat of the Dharma Academy was the first seat of the Zhizhen, and the first seat of the Yaowang Academy was the first of the Qing Dynasty and others who successively overturned the officers and soldiers and merged with the supreme goodness.

"Senior brother, what now?" Zhibi had a murderous aura on his face, and it was really a strange thing to see a murderous aura on a monk.

"Kill it!"

Zhishan was also angry, and the thousand-year-old temple of Shaolin Temple was destroyed in one fell swoop, and the Buddha was really angry.

"Yes!"

Several masters each used their own skills, and the officer, known as the eight-armed Arhat, was also so frightened that he retreated again and again and did not dare to stop him.

At this time, suddenly an iron car fell from the sky, fell behind the monks, and suddenly a person flew out of the car, because the body was too fast, everyone only saw an earthy yellow afterimage.

Zhishan, who was killing the enemy, suddenly felt a murderous aura coming from behind, and he turned around to see that he was just being pierced through the chest by the strange man with both hands.

"Zhishan, long time no see."

The strange man was almost unrecognizable, covered in rotten flesh and skin, which made people disgusting to look at. Only one pair of eyes is very memorable, because there is a strong hatred in those eyes.

"I'm Ma Ning'er!"

After that, Ma Ning'er used both hands to exert force, and a big hole was immediately torn open in Zhishan's chest.

Zhishan put a bow on his back, raised his head and said in disbelief: "Wasn't you killed by Qingzhu?" Weishenme is alive. ”

"I didn't deserve to die, I was rescued by the demon monk of the Western Regions, I suffered day and night with poisonous juice, endured the pain that people are not like people, ghosts are not like ghosts, and I was finally trained to be invulnerable. You always say that I am not as good as Hong Xiguan, and I will never be able to win against him, but now, your life is in my hands! ”

Ma Ning'er pushed Zhishan alive and walked as he spoke, and the hatred in his tone could be seen from his eyes.

"If you don't want to die, give me the treasure map!"

"I won't tell you even if I die." Zhishan was already out of breath and less in breath, he looked at Ma Ning'er indifferently, and his appearance of not being afraid of death angered Ma Ning'er, Ma Ning'er said angrily: "Okay! Then you go to the underworld to open the way for them! ”

After speaking, Ma Ning'er used her strength to tear Zhishan in half.

"Senior Brother!!

Seeing that the supreme good was torn in half, all of them let out heart-rending screams.

"Ma Ning'er! You traitor, you dare to deceive your teacher and destroy your ancestors!! ”

The temper was the most unpleasant, and when he saw Zhishan die, he was furious, and reflexively punched Ma Ning'er, Ma Ning'er didn't look at him, he directly caught it with a palm, and tightly held Zhibi's fist in his hand.

"Do you think I'm still the same person I used to be? Hum! ”

After speaking, Ma Ning'er used a force in her hand, broke Zhibi's wrist alive, and then kicked him to death.

"Senior brother!"

Seeing that Zhibi was also dead, he shouted with great sorrow,

"The eternal old bald donkey! Where is Li Qingzhu!? Tell me! ”

Ma Ning'er knew that Li Qingzhu was Zhiyong's beloved apprentice, so he directly found Zhiyong, and Zhiyong held a long knife and said disdainfully: "Ma Ning'er! You guy with a bad heart, you can't catch up with Qingzhu in your life! ”

After that, a knife slashed at Ma Ning'er, Ma Ning'er didn't dodge or dodge, but still slashed at himself from Zhiyong, the knife body and Ma Ning'er's body collided, only some sparks were emitted, and even Ma Ning'er's skin was not cut off.

"I said it, I'm invulnerable now, tell me where Li Qingzhu is, and I'll let you live."

Ma Ning'er clamped Zhiyong's neck and said viciously,

"Don't you think about it!"

Zhiyong had trouble breathing, but his voice remained firm.

"Really? Then you go down and accompany your brother! ”

"Click!!"

……

"I've finally finished reading it......"

Li Qingzhu closed a book on the seventh floor of the Scripture Pavilion and put it into the bookshelf, all the books in the Scripture Pavilion had been read by him, and he had finally completed the task given to him by Zhishan.

He walked downstairs with some ease, there was no one in the scripture pavilion, and the silence was terrible.

Li Qingzhu frowned and looked around, but he didn't find anything abnormal, he walked to the gate of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, squeaked, and opened the door.

"Shoot the arrow!!"