"Old monk, do you stay in this Tibetan Scripture Pavilion all the year round?" Hu Kumen thought to himself, this old monk may really not know martial arts, looking at his appearance, he should be quite familiar with the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, maybe he knows the whereabouts of the Four Great Wonders.

At the end of the ceremony, he nodded and said, "I entered the temple when I was 10 years old, and I have been doing cleaning work in this scripture pavilion for 60 years. ”

The two of them were stunned when they heard the Kumen and the mountain peaks, and someone actually swept the floor in the Shaolin Temple for 60 years!

How long is 60 years? Although the current peaks and sports cannot be experienced, they can also imagine that the people who are stupider than them in the Shaolin Temple are right in front of them.

Suddenly, Kumen smiled secretly, this old guy must know the whereabouts of the Four Great Wonders after staying in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion for sixty years, and his fierce appearance was revealed. "Old fellow, then you must know where the Four Great Wonders are, take me there. ”

At the end of the ceremony, he looked at the Kukumen, recited a sentence of Amitabha Buddha, shook his head and said: "The Four Great Wonders? I don't know which bodhisattva or Buddha's precepts?"

This old guy pretended to be confused, who in the world doesn't know that there are four great scriptures in Shaolin Temple, not to mention you, an old fool who has been in Shaolin Temple for 60 years. "Don't pretend to me, take me quickly, or I'll make you look good!"

"Amitabha, the monks don't speak, the old monk really doesn't know that there is this scripture in the Shaolin Temple, and the scriptures in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion have been read, but I have never seen the scriptures you said from the donor. "At the age of 10, he entered Shaolin, when the Mongols had not yet invaded the Song Dynasty. Not to mention the invasion of the Great Song Dynasty, that generation of Tianjiao had just become the khan of the Mongolian beggar tribe that year. The Jin State and the Great Song Dynasty were still in a truce because of the alliance of the main road.

After entering the Shaolin Temple, he was arranged to clean the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. Limo has a shy personality, doesn't like to communicate with people, and has always been isolated. Usually I just read the Buddha and read the scriptures, and when I was bored, I read the scriptures and read the Buddha for a longer time, and I didn't know much about the world affairs in the outside world and didn't pay much attention to it.

He knew that the fierce middle-aged benefactor on the other side was a Mongol, no, he didn't even know what a Mongol was.

Suddenly, Kumen was furious, shook his hand and gave Limo a slap. At the end of the ceremony, he didn't dodge it at all, and he was fanned far away, and his thin face was slapped with a red mark.

"Master!" Sports rushed up to pick up the beaten dazed Limo, and said angrily: "Master, why don't you take action against him!"

At the end of the ceremony, he looked innocent and said: "The old monk has never fought with anyone, and he doesn't know martial arts at all, so how can I fight with him." ”

"How is it possible?" Of course he didn't believe it, originally he thought that the highest rank in Shaolin Temple was the abbot plus Xintian and Xinkong, but he didn't expect that there was an old antique in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Xintian's martial arts are so strong, how can the old monk in front of him not know any martial arts at all. Besides, it was obvious that he reminded himself just now that he could avoid the attack of Kukumen, saying that he didn't know martial arts, how could he remind him.

"You reminded me just now! Draw the clear spring to the zenith, that's what you said just now. Sports looked excited, and suddenly fought with them until now, and he didn't see him tired. Shanfeng's leg was cut, and he was actually quite tired, if Limo didn't make a move, they would definitely lose to Kukumen.

"That's only because I saw that scene and unconsciously remembered this Buddhist scripture in my heart, so I blurted it out. "At the end of the day, he spent sixty years in the Pavilion, during which time he read every book. Some of them are actually the cheats of Shaolin martial arts, and he also recites them as Buddhist scriptures, so when he saw the scene of sports being forced by the bitter door just now, he blurted out a sentence of heart.

"Master, you really don't know a little martial arts, even a little?" Sports looked at Limo, Limo nodded, extremely sure.

Sports slapped his forehead, and he wanted to die. In fact, if he and Shanfeng wanted to escape, they could completely escape, after all, this was the Shaolin Temple, and as long as he and Shanfeng ran outside the Scripture Pavilion and shouted a few times, they could always wake up the senior brothers. But neither he nor Shanfeng wanted to escape.

It was their first battle. It is also a test of the martial arts they have practiced.

"You can die, but you can't escape!" is a phrase that Shanfeng often says, and Shanfeng just thinks that heroes should be like this. Sports isn't entirely in favor of it, but he's not the kind of person who gives up easily.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have stayed in the Shaolin Temple like this for 7 years, he wouldn't have swallowed his anger and picked up water in the back kitchen for 7 years, and he wouldn't have been a head monk for 7 years without complaints.

Just because he believes that perseverance will always pay off, but that moment has not yet come!

Sports looked at the Kukumen who was walking towards him, gritted his teeth and said, "Master, then you should watch it carefully, and read out loud what Buddhist scriptures come to mind in your heart!"

Reemo nodded, he hadn't figured out what was going on yet, but he was sure that the only one with hair here wasn't a good guy because he had just beaten him.

"Old monk, I advise you to say it quickly if you know, it's a big deal to kill all of you, and I'll look for it slowly." Suddenly, Kumen glared at Limo viciously. Since the Mongols invaded the Central Plains, they have been slaughtering the people of the Central Plains without any mercy. Killing an old monk now doesn't care at all for Kukumen.

"I want to find the scriptures, defeat us!" Sports kicked a wooden stick with his foot and grabbed it firmly, and put on a posture.

"Okay! Let's see how many tricks you can make. Suddenly, Kumen yelled, I thought that by killing these two little monks, I could find the scriptures with peace of mind, but I didn't expect an old monk to come out halfway to stir up the situation. But fortunately, this old monk doesn't know martial arts, and he must find the scriptures to solve them later.

It has been 2 months since the Kumen came out, and the three-month deadline given to him by the general is not long. If he couldn't bring the scriptures back in time, he didn't want to learn the general's "clear rewards and punishments".

Suddenly, the bitter door jumped sharply, and five knives came out in the air. The five knives are connected to each other, and they are pressed towards sports like a broken bamboo. Kukumen used his most powerful move, intending to kill Sports as soon as possible.

The pace of sports is moving, and the long stick is waved with him, weaving a dense stick shadow, and there is no way to break through the door of suffering. Suddenly, the bitter door did not change the move, and the five knives slashed one after another on the stick shadow of sports, and he wanted to break through the defense of sports from his strong strength.

Sure enough, Sports felt a huge force coming from his arm, and the wooden stick was about to be taken off. The internal force hidden in the knife momentum is even more shocking.

Just as the wooden stick of sports was taken off his hand, the end of the ceremony read aloud: "Ti Taibai and break the outer barrier." ”

As soon as I heard it, I naturally understood that the Taibai acupoint was on the left and right of the soles of the feet, and the outer guan was at the wrists. The meaning of this sentence is naturally to call sports kicking and kicking the wrist of the bitter door.

It was strange in the heart of the sports that the opponent's wrist was behind the knife light at this time, and he couldn't kick it even if he kicked it. Although it was strange in his heart, he couldn't think about it for a moment, and he kicked his right foot according to the reminder at the end of the ceremony.

Who knew that because the wooden stick in his hand was out of his hand, in order to avoid the opponent's machete, he habitually fell backwards, and this knife naturally pressed down, and his body moved forward, and his wrist just met the kick of sports.

The wrist hurt, and the knife technique of Kukumen was sluggish, so the sports immediately rolled away and picked up the stick that bounced off.

Kumen also wondered in his heart, he actually heard it when he reminded him of sports just now, but he thought that his wrist was hidden behind the knife, how could the other party attack, how could he know that a subconscious dodge of sports really led him forward, so that his wrist was kicked.

"Old monk, you'd better keep your mouth shut, or I'll be the first to kill you!" Kukumen threatened, he didn't want to kill Limo yet, he just wanted to kill Sports and Mountain Peak to scare Limo. After all, the Scripture Pavilion was so big, if the scriptures were hidden in some secret compartment, it would be difficult for him to find them. Therefore, the old monk who has swept the land in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion for 60 years is naturally his best tool.

"Amitabha. He leaned over and shook his head. He saw that Kukumen was so fierce just now, so he naturally couldn't agree. Although it was the first time he had seen sports and mountains, he didn't want them to die at the hands of Kukumen. Anyway, everyone is a Shaolin disciple, so there is no reason not to help.

Besides, I just gave you my favorite "Jizo Honwish Sutra", and you are such a bad and wicked person, which really hurts the young and innocent heart of the end of the ceremony.

Suddenly, Kumen looked at sports, and he was also anxious. Although this kid's moves are quite chaotic, and his moves are all out of order, his control of the stick is not bad. Moreover, there was another old monk who couldn't be killed for the time being to guide him, and every time he let him escape at the last moment.

At this time, he happened to hear the voice of the mountain that was cheering for sports, and a plan rose in his heart. "Hahaha, I'll see if you save him or save him!"

Kukumen rushed towards the sports, and the sports were about to attack, but the Kukumen suddenly changed direction, and the machete flew out of his hand, flying straight to the end of the ceremony. The hand of the Kukumen is very strong, coupled with the internal force drive, the speed of this knife is extremely fast, where did the end of the ceremony react, just stood stunned.

"Master, get out of the way!" shouted Sportsman, and the whole man struggled to the ground and chased after the throwing knife.