The thousand-year-old temple, the Buddha's light shines, and there are thousands of colors.

It's just that the air is filled with the faint scent of sandalwood, which is already everywhere, and the sound of Buddha horns and bells is enough to attract the deepest Buddha nature in the hearts of human beings.

Even Xu Yang, with a different mind, walking on the open boulevard of Shaolin Temple, couldn't stop the yearning in his heart.

Of course, he won't be a monk, but he will inevitably have a hint of worship.

On the contrary, it was Yue Buqun behind him, who was as calm as ever.

The only thought in his heart was about the apprentice in front of him.

Why does this kid dare to walk on the avenue of Shaolin Temple with no fear?

What is even more strange about Yue Buqun is that whenever there are monks patrolling or monks passing by occasionally, this kid always hides in the shadows in time as if he expected it in advance.

Even if it is an avenue, there will be shade on the side of the road, and there will be various hidden dark places, although there are not many, but every time it seems that Xu Yang can hide in advance.

This kid must have an unknown reliance to be so bold and reckless.

Yue Buqun thought secretly in his heart.

The more this was the case, the more he had scruples about himself, the most outstanding disciple under his sect.

But the more they dare not act rashly.

As for Xu Yang, he didn't mind revealing his hole cards a little bit and giving himself this cheap master.

The more he behaved inscrutablely, the more Yue Buqun didn't dare to turn his face against him.

On the surface, Yue Buqun is a gentleman, but in fact, everyone knows that he is a hypocrite, but Xu Yang sees it more thoroughly than others.

If he were to label Yue Buqun, he would definitely be a "smart person".

If he wasn't so smart, Yue Buqun would definitely not have taken himself under his door when he was hunted down and killed by the Qingcheng faction.

This multi-profit move not only allowed him to enjoy the reputation of helping the needy, but also won the loyalty of the original owner Lin Pingzhi, and he also had the opportunity to pocket the "Sword Spectrum to Ward Off Evil Spirits".

None of this is bought with money or power.

And what Yue Buqun paid was nothing more than that the relationship with the Qingcheng faction had become a little worse.

Qingcheng faction, what kind of thing?

Who cares?

No big sect would see it as a terrible opponent.

But there are so many righteous factions, and only the Huashan party has reached out to Xu Yang.

Just this point, Yue Buqun's vision shook off most of the leaders.

His IQ is even more overwhelming, and in the original book, he almost ascended to the throne of the leader of the Wuyue Alliance, which is also proof.

Zuo Lengchan can be regarded as having exhausted the mechanism, but he was completely controlled by Yue Buqun, and his every move fell into his calculations.

In the end, he was defeated by hatred, and even a pair of tricks were lost.

And Yue Buqun just took advantage of the stupidity of the traitor Lau Denuo and sent Zuo Lengchan a fake copy of the "Sword Book to Warse Off Evil Spirits".

And now Xu Yang also firmly controls Yue Buqun's every move, of course, he used the ability of foresight to do all this.

Compared with Yue Buqun's own efforts, Xu Yang felt that he still had room for improvement.

Uh-huh, huge.

The two of them had their own thoughts, and they did and avoided it, and they actually walked all the way to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion on the west side of Shaolin.

Along the way, there was no disturbance from any Shaolin monks.

Even if he was allowed to use the strategy of diverting the tiger from the mountain and attracted most of the masters in the temple, how could the dignified Shaolin Temple not have the slightest defense.

It's just that in front of the golden finger in Xu Yang's hand, those defenses are useless.

You can never go against an unseen enemy.

Xu Yang has a navigation system, so he can naturally judge the location and actions of all Shaolin monks in advance, calculate the time, and avoid it in advance.

The Scripture Pavilion in front of him was far less prominent than its prestige outside.

If it weren't for the signs on the navigation system, Xu Yang would have ignored them even if he passed by the door.

The small three-storey loft is no more striking than the other monastic houses in the surrounding area.

The appearance is also very simple and old, and there is no special perception, and there is no plaque with the words "Tibetan Scripture Pavilion" hanging on the lintel.

There was no one stationed at the door, the door was open at will, and there were three or four monks cleaning the building.

Could it be that this is the legendary sweeping monk?

Thinking that this was not the world of "Dragon Babu", Xu Yang felt a little more at ease.

"Master, if you have a great job, you must not hurt the lives of the monks in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. Xu Yang said to Yue Buqun behind him.

"This is the Hidden Scripture Pavilion?" Yue Buqun was a little unconvinced.

Xu Yang nodded, and without explaining too much, he rushed in.

No nonsense, the two of them slashed their knives a few times, and the handyman monks who were cleaning all fell.

They didn't even have time to shout that they were going to come out.

At this time, there was a voice on the second floor, and he asked loudly: "Dusty, why is it noisy downstairs?"

The voice is not clear, but some years of tempering, bringing a sense of vicissitudes, it is obvious that an old monk is speaking.

Xu Yang was also surprised, he and Yue Buqun were already very light, but they were still heard by the people on the second floor.

It can be seen that this person is by no means an ordinary person.

Xu Yang never underestimated the enemy, every time he would look at the enemy's strength three points higher, such caution was the premise for him to avoid many major difficulties.

At this moment, in Xu Yang's eyes, this person on the second floor is the biggest threat.

Glancing at Yue Buqun, the two of them jumped up at the same time and rushed straight to the second floor.

Compared to the first floor, the second floor is narrower and has more books of all kinds.

In front of him, there were only two old monks studying the scriptures.

The man who spoke earlier, with a simple face and a white beard over his chest, did not seem surprised by the two masked men who suddenly rushed up.

On the contrary, the middle-aged monk who did not speak was a little surprised when he saw Xu Yang and the others rushing up.

Just as he was about to open his mouth to shout, Yue Buqun flicked his fingers with both hands, and two silver needles had already pierced the cheek chariot point on his cheek, which immediately made him unable to even make a sound.

Fortunately, with Xu Yang's previous care, these two needles only restrained the other party and made it unable to speak, and did not cause much harm.

The middle-aged monk just wanted to raise the Zen staff in his hand to fight back, but the white-bearded monk shook his head and said softly: "Dust foolishness, don't make mistakes." The two donors came from afar, and they were very measured, and if they resisted stubbornly, they could only show that there were no clear-sighted people in Shaolin. ”

The middle-aged monk was also obedient, and put down the Zen staff in his hand hatefully, guarding the white-bearded monk's side.

Xu Yang saw that the other party did not deliberately shout and attract people to come, so he naturally gave a slight salute and said: "This master, the two of us are just here to observe the Tibetan scriptures in the Shaolin Temple, if you offend, please forgive the master." ”

The monk also smiled faintly: "It is also a good thing that the donor is dedicated to the Buddha." ”

Xu Yang, who has always been not thin-skinned, was slightly red at this time.

Fortunately, there is a green veil to cover the face, and others can't see it.

"The master has won the prize. The two of us came not to see the Buddhist scriptures, but to appreciate the martial arts secrets treasured in the Shaolin School over the years, and to ask the master for guidance. ”

"Oh?" the white-bearded monk was a little surprised, in his impression, no one had ever dared to break into the Shaolin Temple in broad daylight to steal the scriptures.

What's more, it is strange that this scripture thief has said such a shameless behavior so justifiably, and the implication is that he has to find the secret book for them.

"This donor, who doesn't ask for himself, is a thief. I look at your behavior, and you have the demeanor of everyone, but why do you want to do this thing of rooster and dog thief?"

Xu Yang said with a smile: "The rooster and dog thief are also ancient sages. If there are no these two people, I am afraid that it will be difficult for Meng Weijun to take a step out of the Qin State in the end of his life. Why should the master be obsessed with the way he acts?"

The white-bearded old monk patted his head and laughed: "The donor is right, it's the old man who looks good." Thank you for the point. ”

Xu Yang saw that the other party said this, and said that there was a play, and he was about to speak, but he listened to the old monk opposite.

"The more intelligent and eloquent a person is, the more he will be detrimental to all beings in the world. Helpless, Lao Qu is going to subdue the dragon and the tiger today!"

Xu Yang had a headache, since he was going to do it sooner or later, why was he talking so much nonsense just now?

But seeing the old monk's palm, the moves are clumsy, but the power is not small, and it is obvious that the martial arts are extraordinary.

Xu Yang didn't dare to be careless, and he was afraid of alarming the other monks in the temple, so he was no longer polite, drew his sword and stabbed out.

The Qingjue Sword in his hand was still damaged in the duel with Master Xuantong, and it had already turned into a broken sword.

But Xu Yang had no intention of changing his sword.

The battle with Xuantong allowed him to find a new path on the avenue of martial arts.

In order to commemorate this competition, Xu Yang left the Qingjue sword.

No matter what kind of sword, as long as it can kill the enemy, it is a good sword.

With Xu Yang's swordsmanship today, unless he is undefeated in the East, he is probably unparalleled in the world.

Even if the wind is clear, in the sword path, I am afraid that he is no longer Xu Yang's opponent.

And Dongfang's undefeated swordsmanship is only afraid that it is not as high as Xu Yang.

His advantage is that he has practiced the "Sunflower Treasure Book" for more than ten years, so that his every move carries great power.

Therefore, Xu Yang is not polite to say that he is already the number one swordsman in the world.

No matter what kind of sword it is, even if it is just a wooden sword in the hands of a child, he can still lift it lightly and defeat a strong enemy.

For this white-bearded old monk, Xu Yang's willingness to draw his sword is already a great value.

The old man was already extremely surprised when he saw that Xu Yang was using a broken sword.

Seeing that this sword was not fancy, he created a sword path in an impossible place, and stabbed straight into his shoulder well, which was the salvation of the enemy.

The old monk could no longer hide the surprise in his heart, and shouted out with a "poof".

Although he has not appeared on the rivers and lakes for a long time, he is under the jurisdiction of an important department for the Shaolin faction to gather intelligence, so no matter what strange things have happened on the rivers and lakes, he must have heard of it.

However, I have never heard of a swordsman who became famous with a broken sword.

You must know that trespassing into Shaolin was originally to make trouble with his head, and no one would use a blade that he is not good at on such occasions.

That's no different from looking for death.

In other words, the masked man in front of him was used to using this broken sword at all.

Then why have you never heard of this person's name?

The old monk couldn't help but feel a little worried about the jurisdiction in which he had always been very confident.

Moreover, the subtlety of this sword is indescribable.

Even if he was accustomed to seeing strange people and strange things on the rivers and lakes, the white-bearded monk had never seen such a subtle swordsmanship.

If it weren't for being an enemy, the white-bearded monk would even want to shoot this sword, and he would be stunned.

Perhaps, the one I met at the peak of Mount Huashan many years ago can be compared, right?

However, this swordsmanship is by no means the style of the Huashan School.

That's weird.

Also, there is another person, but the secret weapon is so dignified, it can be regarded as reaching the realm of "bright weapon".

If you are not mistaken, this person's martial arts are even more bizarre and strange, but why did he stop doing it as soon as he made a move to restrain the dust fool.

If the two of them join forces to attack, he may not be able to block even a move.

But at this time, the sword has arrived.