Xuzhu, in the original text, Mu Ne is sluggish, although his memory is outstanding, but his appearance is not good-looking.

But what about this, the skin is fine and tender, the lips are red and the teeth are white, and the flexibility before and after entering the mountain, where is the wooden...

Cui Bowen raised his forehead and shook his head, all the way down, Duan Yu and Mu Wanqing were the most normal, and the people and things they encountered after that were more and more wrong.

After Xuzhu and Master revealed Cui Bowen's intentions, Cui Bowen successfully entered the Shaolin Temple, and under the opening of money, he was warmly received on the same day.

In the evening, after the dinner, in the meditation room and the abbot Master Xuanci cordial meeting, Master Xuanci said in his speech that Shaolin Temple, as a long-standing martial arts faction, has the responsibility and obligation to play an exemplary role, in the future, widely show grace and save the people in the fire and water.

In this turbulent era of the Northern Song Dynasty, a harmonious, safe and stable shelter was established for the people.

Cui Bowen also agreed, and said that the words of the abbot of Shaolin Temple are beneficial to the common people, the people, and the rivers and lakes, which are all great things, in order to promote a series of good deeds in the future of Shaolin Temple, he is willing to donate 500 taels of gold to the abbot for private use.

After seeing off the happy abbot, Cui Bowen wiped his sweat, he was always grateful that he had come to the wrong place, which started from entering the mountain gate to staying in the meditation room, the gold ingots he spent were terrifying...

It is more appropriate for this Shaolin Temple to be renamed Longmen Inn, Cui Bowen shook his head, but the top priority now is to find the Book of Changes under the futon, and by the way, find a way to blend into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

However, Cui Bowen is still afraid of whether to go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion or not, after all, there is a hermit master sweeping monk there.

It stands to reason that the sweeping monk should not ask about the world, but who knows, if he has a whim, sees that he has a relationship with the Buddha, and then crosses himself, he will be dumbfounded...

Along the way, Cui Bowen also asked Wu Yazi how many acquired peaks and innate masters there are in this martial arts.

Wu Yazi thought for a long time and said, the peak of the day after tomorrow is basically an old monster in the rivers and lakes, as for the innate master, he has only seen his master Xiaoyaozi, and others will never have the opportunity to see it again.

For Xiaoyaozi, Wu Yazi naturally also introduced that the people in the Changchun Valley of Dali have lived to be more than 100 years old, and the centenarians are all black-haired and red-faced, like teenagers and girls. There was a miraculous book in the valley that taught people how to live forever, and later this divine book was taken by Xiaoyaozi, leaving only a spring that made people drink and stay young for a long time.

This is the beginning of the legend of Xiaoyaozi, after which Xiaoyaozi accepted apprentices, created the Xiaoyao faction, searched for the world's martial arts, and finally disappeared.

Among these contents, Cui Bowen is most concerned about two points, the first is this immortal Changchun Valley, he also asked Wuyazi, but Wuyazi was asked speechless, as if he hadn't studied this matter deeply, but he just knew the name of the place, where it was, but he forgot.

The second is that Xiaoyaozi has been looking for martial arts all his life, and it is definitely impossible for everyone to be willing to show him, so if he needs to fight, he will be famous, but now there is no legend of this person in the rivers and lakes.

These two points made Cui Bowen puzzled, as if there was a pair of invisible hands covering up the whole thing, looking at the beginning of the Northern Shengong, Zhuangzi Wandering, what does this mean?

This is very problematic, Duan Yu doesn't know Confucius Mengru, he doesn't know Zhuangzi, but why is there a beginning here?

Shook his head and dispelled the thoughts in his mind, the immortal Changchun Valley, if you have the opportunity, you must go, that is, the value of the spring water is very great, as for the rest, you will not consider it for the time being.

Looking up at the sky, the full moon is already hanging high, and everything is quiet outside the house, it is time to go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion for a turn.

Wu Yazi had already retracted the space by him at this time, and slowly got up to open the door, Cui Bowen had already seen the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion once in the daytime, and it was not far away, just behind the Daxiong Treasure Hall, to the east of the meditation room.

Lightly dodged the monks who patrolled the temple, came to the door of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, looked up, on the vermilion double door, the horizontal plaque "Tibetan Scripture Pavilion" three gilded characters, even if it is night, it can also be seen at a glance.

Came to the door along the stairs, pushed it gently, and found that it was not locked, which made Cui Bowen overjoyed, but just as he wanted to go inside, he heard a mechanical voice sound.

[Discover a martial arts opportunity to hide the scripture pavilion, in line with the collection standard]

"Xun Xun, stop it!" Cui Bowen was in a hurry, why did he forget this stubble, if the entire hall was collected, it would inevitably alarm the monks in the temple, and if there were people in the Scripture Pavilion, it would be more fun, I hope Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan are not there...

These two often go in and out of the Scripture Pavilion at night...

"I can't stop, oops, the host, I told you not to mess with the chance. ”

"I don't want to... Who knows, I touched the door and started to collect it, can't I control it?"

Cui Bowen wanted to cry without tears, how did he know that this thing was also a chance, and the constant standard of this chance was too casual...

"Fortunately, there was no accident with the purple qi this time, but you still have to do it less, otherwise if something happens again, you may not be spared." ”

【Collecting】

The mechanical sound continues.

Didn't happen? Ziqi didn't riot, it's okay, it's okay, it's a fart!

Ma De, if this is lost to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, he can imagine what the consequences will be, at least the Shaolin Temple, will definitely be chased to death, this is nothing, and the terrible sweeping monk, he will definitely not be able to let him go.

【Collected Completed】

Finished...

Cui Bowen watched the hall in front of him gradually disappear in front of him, and felt bitter in his heart...

Last time, he was able to blame someone else, but this time he came alone, and there was no target to blame...

Why don't you throw the cliffless out of the top cylinder?

Just when Lao Cui was at a loss, wondering whether to retreat strategically first.

Xun Xun's serious voice sounded in Cui Bowen's mind.

"Host, a hundred meters behind him, a strong energy fluctuation was found, suspected to belong to the missing part of the ring. ”

Cui Bowen was stunned.

Slowly turning back, a thin monk in a green robe was looking at him with a broom. The monk was quite old, and his sparse beard was already white.

Sweeping monk......

I'm afraid of something, and I've really provoked this product...

But why did Xun Xun say that there was an energy reaction? He had asked Xun Xun if she could feel it if there was really any other ring missing, but Xun Xun told him that her current ability could only sense within a hundred meters, and at that time it made Lao Cui speechless for a long time, what can she do in a hundred meters...

The sweeping monk saluted with one hand and said, "This donor, the poor monk is so polite." ”

Cui Bowen felt bitter in his heart, polite fart, I'd rather you ignore me...

But he still hugged his fists and said: "The kid meets the seniors..."

"Senior, hehe, it's tormented the old monk, the old monk is just an ordinary monk sweeping the floor in Shaolin. ”

"Oh, then you keep sweeping the floor, I'll go first..."

After speaking, Cui Bowen smeared oil under his feet, ran Lingbo microsteps, jumped a few times, arrived outside the Shaolin Temple, and ran towards the mountain gate.

Cui Bowen was nervous to death, he could feel that this sweeping monk was too terrifying, just standing there, it gave him a feeling of Mount Tai being overwhelmed, Cui Bowen was also anxious, and his internal force was running at full speed, planning to escape from this place first.

"Huh, Lingbo Weibu?"

Just when Cui Bowen had escaped from the Shaolin Mountain Gate and ran into a forest, thinking that he was safe, a surprised voice sounded in his ears.

Cui Bowen heard the prestige, the old monk, about a hundred meters behind him, walked leisurely, but every step out was a few zhang away.

It's strange that this can run away....it's not a level of good or bad at all...