Xiao Jiang smiled indifferently, his face was extremely calm, and he was unaware of the powerful power emanating from Gu Mozhi's body, and raised his eyebrows and asked with a chuckle.

"The donor has good skills, the little monk is out of sight!"

The anger on Gu Mozhi's face disappeared without a trace in an instant, and he saluted solemnly with his hands together.

At this time, his heart was awe-inspiring, and his fear of Xiao Jiang was even higher than that of Master Ben Yin!

Xiao Jiang behaved too calmly, just now he had a fierce fight with the monks of Tianlong Temple, although the process was short, but the aftermath had a great impact, didn't he see that the floor around him was a mess, and the black tiles above his head were lifted off a large piece?

He was sure that no matter any punches and kicks from the Shaolin monks, or the flame knife he swung, there were sporadic aftermaths that implicated Xiao Jiang's direction.

But at a glance, Xiao Jiang's surroundings were neat and tidy, and even the floor within a meter in front of him was smooth and clean without being affected in the slightest, and he could do it to such an extent in silence, to say that Xiao Jiang was just a lucky boy, only a fool would believe it!

Just now, there was a wave of momentum and coercion, that is, ordinary first-class players in the rivers and lakes suddenly encountered it, not to mention what impact it could cause, it would be more or less uncomfortable, but looking at Xiao Jiang's calm appearance, how could there be anything wrong with his duty?

This is a master!

Gu Mozhi could almost pat his chest and assure him that dealing with the Shaolin monks alone would make him feel in trouble, and he didn't want to provoke another mysterious master.

"Let's not talk about any skills or skills, the few Shaolin masteries you took out are not complete!" Xiao Jiang smiled indifferently, ignoring Gu Mozhi's suddenly gloomy face, shook his head and chuckled: "There is no complete version of the Shaolin Peerless Secret Book, but it can't be exchanged for I Ching tendons!"

"Enough!"

The smirk on Gu Mozhi's face slowly disappeared, and his eyes were fierce and he suddenly shouted angrily, like a thunderclap on a sunny day, which shook the ears of everyone in the meditation hall, and said with displeasure on his face: "The little monk respects Your Excellency as a good man, but it doesn't mean that the little monk can tolerate Your Excellency splashing dirty water again and again!"

"What do you mean by splashing dirty water?"

Xiao Jiang's expression was indifferent, and he pretended to be very helpless and spread his hands and chuckled: "What I said is the truth!"

"Then please say one, two, three, four, otherwise don't blame the little monk for hurting people by mistake!"

Kumachi's face was extremely ugly, his eyes were unusually sharp, and his voice was full of anger and threat.

"Lord Xiao Shi, this is the dispute between my Shaolin Temple and the King of Dalun Ming......"

Because he bowed with his hands together, he also thought that Xiao Jiang wanted to help Shaolin, so he repeatedly provoked Gu Mozhi, and his heart was moved to naturally reluctantly implicate Shaolin.

The reason why Xiao Jiang came here was to beat up the so-called Dalun Ming King, and secondly, of course, to take away Yehui, he faintly felt that this kid was definitely not simple.

Another point, he understood, shouldn't this Gu Mozhi go to Tianlong Temple to exchange for the six-vein divine sword? How did he come to Shaolin to exchange for I Ching tendons, he really didn't understand why.

Xiao Jiang's expression was faint, and he glanced at Ben Yin and said calmly: "I am very interested in participating in the battle between Shaolin Temple and the Great Wheel Ming King, plus I happen to know some Shaolin secrets, seeing that the Ming King actually took out a few incomplete Shaolin peerless books to exchange the Six Veins Divine Sword, as a witness, I naturally have to say it so as not to mislead others and myself!"

"Please also ask this donor for advice!"

Hearing that Xiao Jiang was not messing around, although Gu Mozhi still had doubts in his heart, he quickly regained his senses and stretched out his hand to make a gesture of please.

"Hehe, I don't dare to advise, I just know some secrets!"

Lin Sha smiled indifferently, and asked rhetorically: "Hasn't King Ming heard that the Shaolin Seventy-two Peerless Sects are not only about the operation of internal strength and the method of changing moves, but also the Buddhist scriptures that are stagnant?"

"The donor is this joking?"

The corners of Gu Mozhi's mouth twitched and said: "The little monk is not talented, he has studied the Buddhist scriptures for many years, but he has never discovered the truth in the Buddhist scriptures, what is the relationship with the cultivation of internal forces!"

"King Ming, I don't understand!"

Xiao Jiang chuckled indifferently, shook his head and replied calmly: "This is a precautionary measure for Shaolin to prevent the leakage of peerless learning, fortunately, King Ming did not practice those Shaolin peerless studies, otherwise hehe......"