"There is a master competing with the old immortal for the treasure map? Those two are so good. ”

In the Scripture Pavilion, hearing about the earth-shattering formation outside, Ah Zi hurriedly scavenged a few more Shaolin 72 stunts.

But seeing several figures in the night sky, it is difficult to chase with the naked eye, and they are fighting viciously, like thunder and fire in the sky, and all kinds of strange forces rush in all directions, and the scene is particularly amazing.

Chen Zhuo walked to the window, glanced at the old man with a snow-white beard in the air, this person raised his hands and fists and immediately saw the fishy wind rising, but it was an extremely terrible poisonous skill, it should belong to Ding Chunqiu.

In addition, Murong Bo and Na Gu Mozhi, as well as several Shaolin monks, were also fighting.

"I said, why are you still in a daze," Ah Zi saw Chen Cunning looking out the window, and then looked at Murong Bo and Gu Mozhi, who had already gained the upper hand, and couldn't help but shrink his shoulders, and couldn't help but say, "This star Xiaoxian looks at you and allows you to pick two cheats, the old immortal is only afraid that it is not the opponent of those two, I better hurry up and slip away, don't you leave?" ”

"Don't go." Chen Zhuo said.

Ah Zi's eyes rolled and said, "Really not leaving?" ”

Chen Zhuo retracted his gaze thoughtfully, changed his words suddenly, and asked, "Is that 'Vulture Palace' palace master very powerful?" ”

"Awesome?" Ah Zi was stunned for a moment, and then his tone was pulled, "It's not just powerful, it's simply a flying immortal." ”

The two were chatting to themselves, and suddenly saw a little monk walking in cautiously, but as soon as he closed the door, he turned his head to face Ah Zi, who had stolen the scriptures, and the two stared at each other.

Ah Zi reacted very quickly, swept over, and instantly pressed with a short knife, the knife was on the other party's neck, squinting and smiling: "Little monk, sneaky, say, what good things are hidden." ”

Seeing that the monk's arms were bulging, she didn't wait for the other party to respond, she reached out and groped for a while, not wanting to take out the scripture wrapped in a robe, and her eyes suddenly lit up.

"Yi Jin Jing? Hahaha, there is nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get them. ”

Ah Zixi smiled, but when the scriptures were opened, he was dumbfounded, but he saw that it was full of Sanskrit, dense, and the heads of people who read it were big.

It was just one after the other, and there was a rush of footsteps outside the house, shouting and shouting.

"Search!"

"It must have been the monk who hid the Yijin Sutra."

"That monk seems to have hid in the 'Hidden Scripture Pavilion', Senior Brother and Senior Sister Ah Zi are inside, let's go in and take a look."

……

"Let's go!"

Ah Zi's expression changed greatly, he didn't care too much, grabbed the monk and turned around and left.

Seeing this, Chen Zhuo glanced at the fight outside the window again, then turned his gaze lightly, casually swept over a shadowy corner of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, and followed out.

Not long after the three of them left, in the originally empty corner, there was a tall and thin figure holding a broom, it was an old monk in gray, as if he had been standing there from beginning to end, watching everything that had happened before.

"Three teachings through? That's right. ”

The faint words sounded, and he was extremely old.

"Whew! Swish! ”

The sound of sweeping the floor started again, and the messy and scattered scriptures on the ground immediately returned to their original places.

On the other end, it was only said that the three of them took advantage of the chaos to get out of Shaolin, and they didn't say anything all the way, and fled until they reached the back mountain, only to stop and take two breaths, and then turned around, and saw the fire in the "Shaolin Temple" from a distance, and the sound of killing was soaring to the sky.

"Monk, what's your name?"

Before Ah Zi met, the monk was panting, he must not be very skilled, so he simply put down the short knife.

The monk looked panicked, and hurriedly folded his hands and said, "Little monk Xuzhu." ”

Ah Zi pouted and said, "Miscellaneous monk." ”

Chen Zhuo on the side kept staring at the battle situation in Shaolin Temple, and said softly: "Another master." ”

But at the foot of the mountain, there was a fast horse galloping towards him, and the people on the horseback did not wait for the horse to stop, but flew straight up the mountain, striding wildly, and where they passed, the disciples of the Star Sect outside the mountain gate rolled to both sides like a strong wind pressing grass.

"Who dare to disturb Shaolin!"

Roaring like thunder.

The momentum of the people who came was wild and majestic, not waiting to step into the mountain gate, the palms and ten fingers were opened, the center of gravity sank, the arms were a move, the two hands were probed with the momentum of the dragon's claws, and the monstrous strength was sucked down, but the torches scattered everywhere trembled, and the flames on it suddenly gathered into the palm like ten thousand streams returning to the river and ten thousand rivers returning to the sea, together with the fire in the temple, all of them were taken by the people who came.

The man moved his palm, shot out angrily, and under the movement of his arms, the fire around him was actually a gathering and transforming, and was urged by the palm force, spiraled up, and turned into a hideous and terrifying fire dragon, and then pushed, the fire dragon swam out of the momentum and crashed into the fierce battle in mid-air.

Everyone was shocked by the domineering palm power of the comer, and they all turned their offensives, turned their spearheads, and met the vigor of the palm.

In an instant, several forces collided in one place.

I only heard a huge explosion, and the noise was everywhere, and the fire dragon actually scattered the eighteen numbers, turning into a rain of fire in the sky.

"Eighteen Palms of the Dragon? North Qiao Peak? ”

Feeling the gust of night wind in front of him, Chen Zhuo squinted his eyes and took a closer look, but he saw a different change from it, and the light in his eyes suddenly appeared, and he slowly opened it again.

"It's interesting, it's so interesting, I actually got 'Qianyi'."

Not only that, this person also turned the momentum of "Qianyi" into his own use, the previous move seemed to have only one palm, but it was clearly to integrate the eighteen-style dragon descending palm into one move, although it was still a little superficial, but the power was enough to shock the world.

What an amazing talent.

The difference between people's talents lies in whether the same martial arts can have extraordinary changes.

Those with high talent and thick bones can exert extraordinary power even with ordinary punches and kicks.

It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that even if this Qiao Feng is a Taizu long fist, he can beat the world's heroes, which is the reason.

With such a unique qualification, others may only be able to play seven points of strength for the same kind of martial arts, but if this person performs it, I am afraid that it will be the pinnacle and can exert fourteen points of power.

Chen Zhuo sighed in his heart, and to this day, he finally understands what it means to be a person who is loved by heaven and earth and has deep luck.

Although the word "luck" is ethereal and traceless, in his opinion, it is better to read it the other way around, which is "luck", all by the word "fight".

The general trend can be contested, and the small things can also be contested.

How to fight, it depends on strength, and if you fight more, you will have luck. The greater the power, the more power, the more fame, and the more wealth, even a beggar can ascend to the sky in one step and change his life.

In this matter, he agrees with someone's words, a fist is a handshake of power.

But it's not enough to just hold it, but also to hold it and hold it steadily.

Otherwise, if you don't have enough strength and can't hold it, then you will make a wedding dress for others and fulfill others.

And before strength, the difference in talent root bones is particularly important.

"The world of great controversy!"

Chen Zhuo's heart was hot.

Now he is throwing countless bait towards this river and lake, I am afraid that the master here can really get the opportunity to turn into a dragon; Especially for these people with deep luck, it is simply to see the blue sky through the clouds, accumulate thick and thin, and once attained enlightenment, it will not take long, I am afraid that there are many masters, and it may be difficult for him to end up even himself.

But if not, how can you be happy?

Since a person wants to climb the mountain and reach the peak, he should naturally sweat and endure hardships, be stronger when he is stronger, and have an invincible ambition.

(End of chapter)