In the foreseeable future, the Shaolin faction, as the supreme martial arts, will continue for a long time, and Xuan Ci doesn't want to become a negative teaching material, and be pointed at and scolded for thousands of years.

The big deal is to bow your head and admit your mistake, and then let Xu Yang find a way to solve it.

Face is for others to see, and it is much better to lose some face now than to be spurned by others for hundreds or thousands of years to come.

Xu Yang smiled slightly: "I heard that Shao * Gong is unique, I will wait for the end of the school to advance, so I naturally want to see it." ”

This is,

Promised?

Xuan Ci was slightly surprised.

He originally thought that the other party would make all kinds of reasonable and unreasonable demands to the Shaolin faction, but it was obvious that he was wrong.

In the entire Shaolin faction, the only one that is attractive to Xu Yang is probably the "Yijin Sutra".

It's a pity that he already has this miraculous skill.

Therefore, it is really rare for him to see him this time, just to correct Qiao Feng's name.

Of course, if the Shaolin faction was more generous and gave him some secrets such as seventy-two stunts, he would not refuse.

It's a pity that Xuan Ci is obviously not that generous.

"Lao Wei for the Shaolin monks, thank you to the young man. Come on, come on, the old man will lead you to the Scripture Pavilion now. Afraid that Xu Yang would return, Abbot Xuanci personally led the way regardless of his identity, and took Xu Yang and Qiao Feng to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion located behind the Daxiong Treasure Palace.

It seems that the Pavilion is much newer than in later generations, but the monks in charge of management have been replaced, so it seems to be sparsely populated.

The warrior monks next to him are either not qualified to step into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, or in order to avoid suspicion, they are reluctant to enter the Pavilion to read the secret notes these days, so the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is now deserted, and only a few sweeping monks are left.

It's a pity that Xu Yang's eyes swept over and he didn't find an old monk with white hair.

That is, deliberately avoiding yourself, right?

He never felt that there was any aura of the protagonist, ordinary people had to bow their heads when they saw him, everything was just by fighting.

Xu Yang turned up and down, the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is a three-story high Buddha hall, far more majestic than ordinary people imagine, even if this inspection is just a glance, it took more than half an hour.

However, nothing unusual was found, which was also expected by Xu Yang.

The two masters want to steal a few secret books, so naturally they won't leave too many traces.

And it is likely that it has been a long time, and even if there are some clues, they will be erased intentionally or unintentionally.

Xuan Ci had been by Xu Yang's side to introduce the situation in the pavilion, while Qiao Feng followed behind the two of them, looking around curiously.

Of course, he didn't go through it at will, Qiao Feng himself was a Shaolin disciple, and of course he understood that without the permission of the abbot master, looking through the secrets in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion would be equivalent to stealing.

Just got out of the wronged situation, Qiao Feng didn't dare to take risks at will.

Thinking of this, he suddenly remembered that Ah Zhu had stolen a copy of the "Yijin Sutra" from the Shaolin Temple, and he was on his body at this time.

It's just that if it is handed over by him, it will inevitably be a little unclear.

It seems that you have to ask the second brother about this.

Xu Yang turned around and sighed faintly.

Master Xuan Ci hurriedly asked, "Did You Shaoxia find out any clues?"

Xu Yang shook his head: "Are there many people who enter and leave the Scripture Pavilion on weekdays?"

Xuan Ci looked a little embarrassed and said, "According to the records, there are no less than fifty Shaolin disciples and elders who are authorized to enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. Some of them are immersed in Buddhism and Taoism all year round and do not often come to read the books, and the rest of the 40 or so usually come two or three times a month. ”

Xu Yang pondered for a moment, and then said, "Master Xuanci, if you can, I would like to ask you to restore the normal order of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion on weekdays." ”

"You mean?" Xuan Ci's eyes lit up, as if he understood something.

"Not bad. Xu Yang said: "The thieves will definitely not stop, since they have stolen many secret books, I am afraid that the number of secret copies will be even more." But the Shaolin faction has a lot of books, after all, there are seventy-two stunts, plus all kinds of martial arts next to it, I'm afraid that they have only stolen a small part of them over the years. These people have a great plan, but I am afraid that they will not give up on this. ”

Xuan Ci said: "Yes, in the past month, although it has been very peaceful, I am afraid that it is only the thieves who are afraid of the strict investigation in the temple." If they relax and let everything return to normal, I am afraid that in a few days they will return to their old business and do the same thing as rats and dogs. ”

Xu Yang said again: "Yes, when everything is as usual, they will naturally not move during the day, but at night it will be different." I also asked Master Xuan Ci to quietly arrange two guest rooms for my two brothers, so that we could investigate. ”

"That's nature. Xuan Ci agreed, it was rare to be able to invite this rare genius in the world to help him, so he naturally wouldn't care about such a trivial matter.

As for worrying about these two taking the sheep by the hand, it is even more unnecessary.

After all, the treasure of the Shaolin Town faction, "Yijin Jing", has been lost for a long time, and it has not yet been found out who stole it.

At the moment, someone arranged it, and there were Zhike monks who led Xu Yang and them to go, everything was as natural as pushing a boat down the river, obviously people often came to Shaolin as guests, and they were used to it.

The rooms are bright and clean, and the bedding and bedding are brand new.

This is far more comfortable than ordinary inns, and it deserves to be the largest faction in the world, rich and capricious.

Even Qiao Feng stayed in this kind of room for the first time.

In his early years, he was just a lay disciple secretly accepted by Xuan Ku, and he was not included in the list of Shaolin monks, so naturally he had no chance to enjoy such treatment.

When I went to the beggar gang, I was also busy, and I rarely even went back home, usually stopping by to visit the master's adoptive parents, and came and went in a hurry.

Even if he needs to stay for a night or two, he likes to go home and stay.

Now it seems that Xu Yang took him to enjoy it.

Someone had already offered fragrant tea, and Master Xuanci also arranged the trivial matters in the temple, lifted the ban on the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and came to visit again.

In the conversation, although it was not explicitly stated, it was obvious that he was worried about the lost few secret books.

After all, although the seventy-two stunts are non-stop, the few stunts lost are all superior.

If you can't find it, you will feel distressed after all.

Of course, if it was an ordinary martial art, Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo naturally only needed to copy it, and they didn't have to startle the snake.

Only if they can't understand it in a short period of time, and they are afraid of transcribing it incorrectly, will they take it easy.

As for the sweeping monk, he didn't care, he even bought one and got one free, and gave a few Buddhist scriptures to people together.

It's a pity that Xiao and Murong only see the secrets in their eyes, and they have a bit of an eye-to-eye meaning, and they abandon those Buddhist scriptures like a shoe.

Xu Yang Qiao Feng and Xuan Ci chatted for an afternoon, and when it was time to eat, Xiang Chef sent someone to send vegetarian food, and the three of them used it together, so Xuan Ci said goodbye and went back to do his evening homework.

After the abbot master left, Xu Yang looked at Qiao Feng and said, "Brother Qiao, your copy of "Yijin Sutra", let's return it tomorrow and the day after tomorrow." ”

Sure enough, he couldn't hide it from the second brother, Qiao Feng smiled bitterly: "This was stolen by Miss Azhu for Murong Gongzi before, and it really has nothing to do with Brother Wei." ”

Xu Yang said with a smile: "I naturally know this, if it weren't for a peerless master like Brother Qiao, ordinary people would have copied it a long time ago." ”

"Where is the foolish brother who is a peerless master?" Qiao Feng laughed and said: "Compared with the second brother, you are so talented, eldest brother, I am just a farmer with the strength of a handful." ”

Xu Yang also laughed, the two raised a few words to each other, and laughed at themselves for a moment, once the mood relaxed, the fatigue along the way disappeared without a trace.

"Do you still have the strength to squat at night?" Xu Yang asked casually.

This kind of hard work always has to be done.

The Shaolin Temple is too big, and the opponent is an extremely cautious master, but I am afraid that I can't find it.

You can only wait for them to appear automatically.

The news has long been released, and now there have been rumors on the rivers and lakes that the two of them came to the Shaolin faction.

The rest, except for squatting, can only wait.

Sure enough, there was nothing unusual that night, and the entire Scripture Pavilion was silent.

This was also expected by Xu Yang, after all, the Hidden Scripture Pavilion had just lifted the ban, and I was afraid that neither of them would be able to receive the news.

In the next two days, the two squatted for two more nights, still without movement.

You must know that the previous agreement was that Abbot Xuanci agreed that the two of them could check for three days, but now I am afraid that the time has come.

Fortunately, they are all decent people, and they will not be entangled in this moment, and Xu Yang is here to solve problems for Shaolin, and Xuan Ci will not pay too much attention to these subtleties.

It's just that I am afraid there will not be much time left for Xu Yang.

............

Squatting in the familiar pit again, even a patient person like Qiao Feng couldn't help but get a little irritable.

It's just that he chooses to believe in his brother.

Ever since Qiao Feng recognized Xu Yang, he had never seen him make a mistake.

Even though many of the actions seem unnecessary, the results prove that his second brother can often calculate everything.

For example, the last time he suddenly regretted the Ma family's mansion.

The night was deeper, and the drum of the third watch had already been beaten in the temple.

It seems that tonight is not good and it is in vain.

Xu Yang sat cross-legged and did not waste time, but chose to vomit and cultivate.

Anyway, there is a system, and if an outsider approaches the Scripture Pavilion, he will know.

Now the Scripture Pavilion has long been closed, and only an old monk who keeps vigil is left inside.

But obviously, that person was not a peerless master, Xu Yang observed him for a long time, and found that he was really just an old fool who was so old that he even forgot his surname.

Seeing that Xu Yang was so determined, Qiao Feng slowly put down his anxious thoughts, sat down cross-legged in the same way, and began to cultivate his internal strength.

He can make a name for himself in the rivers and lakes, talent is one thing, and diligence is naturally more important.

The two chose to hide in a small room next to the Scripture Pavilion, with the windows and doors hidden.

Except for the even, muffled sound of breathing, which could only be heard when you got very close, there was no sound in the room, as silent as night.

After another half an hour, Xu Yang, who had never moved, suddenly opened his eyes.

finally

Here it comes.

Moreover, there are still two of them.

It seems that they can't help it.

It's good, it's good, it's just right!