"Not yet. Abbot Master Yuanci shook his head and said.

Hearing that the Scripture Pavilion had not been stolen, Master Yuan'er couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He opened his mouth and asked, "Could it be that the four uncles joined forces to repel that thief saint?"

Ever since the thief made trouble in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, the four monks of the Hanging Temple have been guarding there.

Master Yuanci, the abbot, sighed: "This time, the four uncles and uncles did not find any trace of the thief saint. However, in the Scripture Pavilion, there was an extra note. ”

Master Yuan Er was taken aback: "Is it the thief who left the sanctuary?"

Master Yuanci, the abbot, said: "Exactly. He said that the three-year appointment had arrived, and let the four uncles be fully prepared, and he would definitely not miss again this time. Alas, the martial arts of the thief saint are even higher. ”

Master Yuan'e was angry: "This bastard, it's really arrogant!"

Being able to go without a shadow under the noses of the four great monks of the Hanging Temple, it is obvious that the opponent's martial arts have improved by leaps and bounds after three years.

If even the four great monks can't stop the thief, then I'm afraid that the Hanging Temple will lose face again this time.

Abbot Master Yuanci said: "Although the four uncles have no choice, but now, there is one person who may be able to stop the thief." ”

Hearing this, Master Yuan'er immediately reacted.

Master Yuan'e said: "Senior Brother Abbot is talking about Master Ningzhuang?"

Abbot Master Yuanci said: "It is the owner of Ning Zhuang." ”

Master Yuan'e suddenly said: "I understand, so Senior Brother Abbot, you deliberately arranged the residence of the Lord Ning Zhuang next to the Hidden Scripture Pavilion. ”

Master Yuanci, the abbot, said: "With the competitive character of that thief saint, if you find that there is an unfathomable master living next to the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, I think the other party will definitely be very interested and try to challenge." ”

Master Yuan Er said: "And with the strength of the owner of Ning Zhuang, if that thief saint goes to challenge, he will definitely suffer a big loss." ”

Master Yuanci, the abbot, bowed his head slightly, and folded his hands: "Amitabha." ”

Master Yuan'e also said the Buddha's name: "Amitabha." ”

Both masters laughed.

It's all in plain sight.

......

The bell is melodious, and the Zen mood is lingering.

Ning Xiaotang sat cross-legged by the window, closing his eyes and recuperating.

It's been three days since I came to the Hanging Temple.

The three-day retreat made Ning Xiaotang's whole person look more and more tranquil and natural.

The place of the Hanging Temple really did not disappoint Ning Xiaotang.

The resentment that remained in his knowledge of the sea has been half removed in these days.

Although it was not much, it gave Ning Xiaotang confidence.

Because it means that it works.

As long as he continued to stay in the Hanging Temple to meditate, the resentment remaining in his mind would be completely dispelled sooner or later.

It's not too late.

If it is fast, it will be more than a month, and if it is slow, it will be half a load.

At this time, Ning Xiaotang could not afford to wait.

And he found that it was also a good thing to meditate at the Hanging Temple.

It's a quiet place where no one is disturbing.

There is also a kind of Zen that lingers all around.

He even wondered if he could take advantage of the environment here to take that step and step into the next realm.

Of course, at Ning Xiaotang's current realm, if you want to take that step, you still need more chance.

This opportunity is unclear, and the way is unclear.

What exactly is it?

Ning Xiaotang didn't know.

He still needs to look for it.

When he found it, everything fell into place.

......

In a quiet environment, there is always a time to break.

Even though it is very close to the Hanging Temple Heavy Earth Scripture Pavilion, it is almost impossible for ordinary people to come here.

Today, however, a figure floated down from the top of the cliff.

The figure was very light, light and fluttering, like a feather.

If you don't have a road, you have to float down from the cliff, so naturally it can't be a monk from the Hanging Temple.

And those who can float down the cliff without falling to their deaths obviously can't be ordinary people.

So who is he?

The weather is not good today, the moon is dark and the wind is high.

But for him, the weather was a good one.

So, here he comes.

The wind on the edge of the cliff is always strong.

He was very light.

His body was blown from side to side by the mountain wind, like a lonely boat in the sea, which could capsize anytime and anywhere.

But he is not an ordinary person after all.

Although his body was constantly bobbing from side to side, the direction of his fall was steady.

He floated down from the top of the cliff and fell all the way down.

The three-story pavilion, in his eyes, became bigger and bigger.

After three years, he came here again - the Hanging Temple Scripture Pavilion.

His toes lightly touched the corner of the eaves of the Scripture Pavilion.

The horns of the eaves were like the horns of a rhinoceros, sharp and sharp.

If an ordinary person's foot stood on it, he would definitely be stabbed with blood.

However, he was unscathed.

At this time, he is like a dead leaf, a real dead leaf.

No breath, no weight.

How can a dead leaf be injured if it falls on the corner of the eaves?

And a dead leaf will naturally not attract the attention of others.

Even if they are the four great monks of the Hanging Temple, even if they are in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion below.

He smiled.

No one saw him laugh.

Because he still wears a mask on his face.

It was a mask that was laughing, as if it was going to mock the entire martial arts in the world.

"I'm coming. ”

He didn't speak, but made a silent declaration.

Three years later, he will challenge the four great monks of the Hanging Temple again.

This time, he won.

Because some time ago, he left a note in the Scripture Pavilion.

On the sly.

He avoided everyone's eyes and ears, including the four great monks of the Hanging Temple.

From that moment on, he knew that this time he had won.

But on that day, the moon was bright and the wind was clear, and the weather was not very good.

How can you steal in such weather?

To challenge such a great deed as the four great monks of the Hanging Temple, it is natural to pick a good day.

This challenge is many days.

To this day, the moon is dark and the wind is high, which is a rare good weather.

So, here he came.

He smiled silently, and the figure began to slowly dissipate.

He, officially got started.

What he didn't know, however, was that a pair of eyes had been watching him since the moment he appeared here.

Those eyes were curious, revealing a look of interest.

Unfortunately, he never noticed those eyes.

In fact, he is sensitive to gaze.

Anyone could feel the gaze on him for the first time, even if they were the four great monks of the Hanging Temple.

But this time, he didn't even notice those eyes!

Ning Xiaotang looked through the window.

He looked at the figure that disappeared into the roof not far away, and muttered, "Interesting." ”

Shen Ning'er is also meditating, she has now opened up the six veins of the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, as long as she opens up one more vein, she can enter the realm of consummation.

Hearing Ning Xiaotang's voice, she slowly opened her eyes and asked curiously, "Xiaotang, what did you find?"

Ning Xiaotang said: "It seems that an outsider has come to break into the Hidden Scripture Pavilion. ”

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