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The intention of going to Shaolin Temple this time was precisely because Xiao Yao, under the careful guidance of Hong Qigong, understood the bottleneck that restricted his martial arts to further progress, that is, his internal strength. (Please search Bayi Chinese Net, the fastest updated novel website!) Although he was in the ancient tomb before, he used the cold jade bed to practice hard every day, laying a solid foundation for his internal skills in one fell swoop, and laid a solid foundation for cultivating the martial arts on Peach Blossom Island and the Nine Yin Remnants. But at that time, he was working behind closed doors, and he was just practicing with his own understanding and perception, and with his martial arts cultivation and vision at that time, he couldn't get a glimpse of the most profound and mysterious places in these martial arts at all, so naturally he couldn't talk about being able to thoroughly comprehend them. And the real power can't be unleashed, and the requirements for internal force are naturally not too high. But at this time, Hong Qigong pointed out, so that Xiao Yao got a glimpse of the infinite mysteries in it, as the saying goes, the strength of the move, the changes in the moves, and how the internal force operates to wield the maximum power, and so on Some tricks Once comprehended, the consumption of internal force will inevitably increase dramatically, Xiao Yao figured out this, and thought that he was homeless at this time, wandering in the rivers and lakes, where to go is not to go, so after a little groaning, thinking about the original book of Yitian, Zhang Wuji's unfathomable, The infinitely powerful Jiuyang Divine Skill will move the idea of going to Shaolin and planning to borrow the Treasure Sutra secretly.

As soon as this thought was settled, Xiao Yao once again embarked on the road to the south. Last time he went out of Chang'an, went south to Dali, although there was a slight harvest on the way, but in the end he still ended up with a wolf bèi and returned, but this time to the south, he intended to be in the Jiuyang Sutra, if once he succeeded, the Japanese logistics practiced hard, then it was easy to rank among the first-class masters in the martial arts, and as for Li Mochou's fierce opponents, it was even more of a problem. As soon as he thought of this, Xiao Yao's state of mind was very different, so although the experience of wind, frost, rain and snow all the way south was quite bumpy, he was no longer as depressed as when he went north before, and his expression was dazed.

After such a day and night, asceticism, half a month later, Xiao Yao was once again standing in front of the mountain gate of Shaolin Temple in Songshan. Looking at the scenery as before, thinking of the scene when he sent Yang over last time, he couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart. Suddenly, a voice came, saying, "Is Master Xiao here to visit Tianxin's junior brother?"

Xiao Yao followed the prestige, and the person who spoke was the monk who led him into the temple last time, and immediately clasped his palms together, smiled slightly, and said, "The master hasn't forgotten to be here." ”

The monk also saluted: "How dare the little monk forget? At the last meeting, the little monk saw that the benefactor was young, but his martial arts were already very good, and he couldn't help but admire it very much. On weekdays, the little monk rarely sets foot in the rivers and lakes, and he doesn't know much about the heroes and heroes in the martial arts, so he secretly wrote down the name of the donor in his heart at that time. ”

The first time Xiao Yao heard someone call him a "heroic figure" in the martial arts, at this time, listening to his words are extremely sincere and polite, his heart couldn't help but flutter, and said: "The master has won the award." I don't know if the little master Tianxin is in the temple at the moment? There are some mundane affairs below, and I am afraid that there will be a lot of disturbance. Although Xiao Yao was quite happy when he heard the compliment, he was calm after all, and he still didn't want to suffer much before he figured out the intention of the monk's words, so he unconsciously changed the topic. In terms of title, he also deliberately distanced himself from Yang Guo, not called "brother", but called "little master", in order to avoid the failure of his "borrowing scriptures" when he got it, these things will be too close to the relationship between the two to make him unable to be alone, which will affect his future plans.

The monk heard Xiao Yao ask about Yang Guo's whereabouts, and was about to answer, but suddenly there was a sound of shouting through the quiet woods and into the ears of the two. The monk stared at it, couldn't help but smile slightly, and said to Xiao Yao, "Isn't that coming?"

Xiao Yao turned his head to look, and saw that on the wide stone steps leading to the bottom of the mountain, there was a group of monks with upper bodies rushing from the bottom of the mountain with a load of water. At that time, it was the cold winter wax moon, the wind between the heaven and the earth was like a knife, the cold was chilling, and the snowflakes blown in the sky were more like a sharp hidden weapon, blowing on the cheeks, which made people faintly painful. And it was in such weather that those monks did not wear monk's clothes, and everyone carried a bucket of cold water in their hands, running wildly between the ice and snow.

This group of Shaolin monks seemed to be competing for endurance and degree, and everyone rushed forward, refusing to fall behind. Seeing such a way of practice, Xiao Yao couldn't help but smile slightly. Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he saw an extremely familiar and special figure in the crowd. I saw that the figure was slightly different from the other monks, who were running with their hands stretched out and carrying a wooden bucket in each hand, but the monk had two buckets hanging on his arms, and not only that, but the monk seemed to be wearing an extremely hard and heavy garment, because although he was running fast, the garment did not flutter in the slightest, but only jumped slightly back and forth. Although this qiē was very different from other monks, what really made Xiao Yao notice him was not the case, but in the competition of this group of monks, he had left behind the more than ten monks who were still chasing behind him, and was in a far leading position. In the ice and snow, this figure with heavy equipment and running fast looks extremely eye-catching. Xiao Yao looked at it, and couldn't help but secretly praise: "Although this group of monks is carrying heavy objects, they are carrying heavy weights when they run, and they are walking against the wind in this ice and snow, this kind of internal cultivation is really good." Thinking of this, I couldn't help but look at the figure running in front, and my eyes were full of praise and joy.

There are as many as a thousand stone steps in front of Shaolin Temple, but the figure is running like lightning, and it will be close to the mountain gate in a short time. When Xiao Yao saw this scene, he just wanted to step forward, but he suddenly changed his mind. I saw that in the ground, his hands were pushed out with the wind and snow, and he was forced to stand aside, and the monk who was about to speak opened his mouth for a while.

The kung fu of these two palms is Xiao Yao's acquisition from Hong Qigong's order, and after careful consideration, it evolved and processed from the palm of the Luoying Divine Sword, which not only has the original meaning of swiftness and dexterity, but also increases the power after the strike. At this time, as soon as he used it, it was really terrifying. The figure was originally moving with all his might, but at this time, he heard the evil wind coming, and immediately didn't think much about it, his hands didn't move, but his legs had already bounced in the air, and they met Xiao Yao's palms. At this moment, Xiao Yao suddenly retracted his strength and hid aside. The monk unexpectedly retreated as soon as Xiao Yao touched it, and the strength of his legs that had been accumulated was nowhere to be released for a while, and with a little tiptoe, a poplar tree with a thick bowl mouth next to him clicked, and it was kicked and broken into two in an instant.

Xiao Yao clapped his hands and smiled: "Good kung fu." ”

The monk kicked off the trunk of the tree, immediately turned around, and as soon as he saw Xiao Yao, his originally angry cheeks were suddenly replaced by an expression of surprise, and he shouted loudly: "Big brother!"

This monk is none other than Yang Guo.