There are many shelves in the scripture pavilion, and there are thousands of scriptures on them, and there are tens of thousands of them!

Leng Xiaoyun didn't look for these ordinary places, only looked carefully around those corners and corners, although the scripture pavilion was large, the inside was exceptionally clean, the scriptures were spotless, and even the corners were cleaned. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Leng Xiaoyun searched for two hours with the help of the bright light, but still found nothing, so he couldn't help but be a little anxious. He had changed at least a dozen of them, but even after rummaging around the corners, he still couldn't find any clues.

He suddenly picked up a book and roasted it on the fire, and in a short time it was on fire, and he set fire to the other books with the book, and then poured a bag of water on it, and suddenly black smoke rose from it, and he jumped out of the window and shouted, "It's on fire, it's on fire!" and jumped into the house and hid on the beams.

The monks guarding the pavilion outside the four sides seemed to have just woken up, their eyes were hazy, they heard the shouting, saw the black smoke, and rushed into the pavilion to find the source of the fire, and some people also grabbed the iron bucket and went straight to the big vat in the temple.

But when he saw an old monk, he didn't panic, and after the other monks entered, he quietly entered, turned two more corners, and walked into a dark grid. But when he saw the old monk and saw that there was no one around, he walked to a shelf of books, pulled out a stack of books in the middle, the bookshelf gurgled and came out of a dark room after a while, the old monk hurriedly entered, and the dark room was closed. Leng Xiaoyun was not in a hurry, just waiting for the old monk to come out and draw a scoop according to the gourd, and sure enough, he also came out of a dark room, and he hurriedly flew in.

But I saw that there were four ever-bright lamps lit inside, which reflected the light of this small dark room, and there was a shelf of books hidden inside, which was full of Shaolin masterpieces!

Leng Xiaoyun didn't care about the magic skills such as the Washing the Marrow Sutra and the Prajna Palm placed next to him, and only looked for the Yijin Sutra, and finally found a book in the middle of the bookshelf, with three words in the seal script: Yijin Sutra. Leng Xiaoyun hurriedly opened it to look at it, and found that there was no other font except for the name, and the whole book was blank paper! Leng Xiaoyun opened the box again, and saw that there were only some letters inside, so he hurriedly opened it and looked at it.

I found that there were only some letters from Prince Gong inside, and there was also a prayer post from Jiang Baichuan to visit Shaolin Temple, which was the worship post from ten years ago! Leng Xiaoyun was shocked, ten years ago, the righteous and the demon were already incompatible, how could Jiang Baichuan, the master of the Holy Fire Hall, visit Shaolin Temple at that time!

He carefully searched and found a Shaolin lay disciple's missing letter, which was the first letter written by the previous Damo Academy to Huikong Zen Master, the book said that the lay disciple came to Shaolin for a few days, but he didn't expect to disappear out of thin air, no matter how the Damo Academy searched, it could not find the body of the Shaolin lay disciple, it was very strange!

Leng Xiaoyun was also surprised, he suddenly remembered a person, a person he had met in a small town! The man who killed the desert wolves! He hurriedly packed up the contents of the room, so that there was no trace as much as possible, and immediately turned around and left the dark room.

Unexpectedly, several people outside were already waiting, and the first old monk had a cold light in his eyes, his beard fluttering, his yellow robe, and his red robe, which was none other than the Shaolin abbot Huikong Zen Master! The four yellow-shirted monks were also on his left and right.

"Leng Xiaoyun, Leng Daxia. I never thought that you would do this kind of stealing and touching dogs! You just want Yi Jinjing to tell me clearly, why do you want to burn down my Tibetan Scripture Pavilion! Sneak into my secret room to steal it! I thought that when you entered Wudang, you should change your evil ways and change your mind and face when you worship Master Xuanzhen as your teacher, but I didn't expect you to do such an act, is this the behavior that a Wudang disciple should have?"

"Zen Master Huikong, I didn't intend to Shaolin Yijin Sutra, I came here just to check one thing, which is what I told you before!" Leng Xiaoyun said.

"Nonsense, burning my Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is what my monks have seen with their own eyes! How can it be fake? You must have the Yijin Sutra on your body now, and when I capture you, I will search your body!" The black-faced and yellow-shirted monk reprimanded angrily, and then put on a posture to fight Leng Xiaoyun to the death.

Suddenly, the little monk in a soap shirt whispered next to Zen Master Huikong, Zen Master Huikong's face suddenly changed, and he slowly regained his color, and said: "Master Zhishan, you will capture him on my behalf, I have something to ask." ”

The monks immediately flashed to the side, only Leng Xiaoyun and Na Zhishan were left, Na Zhishan slowly rolled up his sleeves, revealing his arms the size of a bowl, and attacked Leng Xiaoyun with a move of 'double copying the sky', which was the first style of Taizu's long fist, the fist wind was fierce, and the power reached the four seas! Leng Xiaoyun hurriedly drew his sword to meet it, and approved two swords to repel the fist wind, reflexively jumped and flashed a kick on his ground, and with a pull of his wrist, the soul-drinking sword flew as if it had to be stabbed, turning into a little cold light in the air, and directly hitting all the points of Zhishan's body. The best fist was not used for old, suddenly the fists turned into palms, and the two forces were overwhelming, but Leng Xiaoyun was as flexible as a snake, his body avoided the palm force, the sword momentum remained unchanged, and he had stabbed Zhishan in the throat!

Zhishan hurriedly dodged this sword, and grabbed Leng Xiaoyun's wrist with both hands, this grasp changed so quickly, it was abnormal, how could Leng Xiaoyun be faster!

Zhishan is not in a hurry or panic, his hands are constantly changing, and he has played countless fist winds, firmly forcing the sword momentum, although the sword is strong, it cannot hurt him for half a point! Taizu Long Fist, according to legend, is Taizu Zhao Kuangyin learned exquisite boxing techniques in Shaolin, coupled with his own comprehension and created the boxing method, this boxing method is extremely fierce and surging momentum, so that the general can not get close within a few zhang! Now Leng Xiaoyun punched the sword qi into the long fist, and was also shocked by the power of the long fist, and he felt the qi surging in it, and the sword momentum was blocked.

He suddenly retracted his sword, his feet touched the ground, his body flew up, a soul-drinking sword was flipped up and down by his dance, splitting his head and covering his face, Zhishan hurriedly raised his fists and punched out to catch the sword, suddenly Leng Xiaoyun's sword momentum changed rapidly, suddenly his body shook, flashed in front of Zhishan, and slapped Zhishan's chest with a slam palm, Zhishan flashed urgently, and when he looked at it, Leng Xiaoyun was gone! Zhishan was shocked, suddenly felt the wind behind him, hurriedly supported the ground with both feet, and his body flew out more than a foot away, dodging this force, how could he think that a sword had just landed on his neck!

"Taizu Long Fist is really good!" Leng Xiaoyun said.

"Losing to you today will make Shaolin lose face!That's it, I'm willing to die quickly!" Zhishan was ashamed.

"You didn't lose to outsiders! You lost to your own disciples!" said Zen Master Tuhuikong, as soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked, and even Leng Xiaoyun was surprised.

"My apprentice Li Qiushui was killed by you!" Leng Xiaoyun!" said Zen Master Huikong again.

"That's right, he left Shaolin to do a lot of evil, he really deserves to be killed!" Leng Xiaoyun said coldly.

"He has indeed done many evils, and I wanted to take him as a disciple and use the Dharma to persuade him to change his ways. But why is he stubborn and goes out to make trouble again, that's it, you kill it, you kill it. The Buddha promotes good and eliminates evil, and you also have this opportunity with our Buddhist family! I will make an exception today to accept you as a lay disciple, are you willing?" said Zen Master Huikong.

All the monks were shocked, and Na Zhishan said: "Li Qiushui is also a bad person, but he set fire to the Hidden Scripture Pavilion!

"Let me ask you, Leng Xiaoyun, can you steal the Yijin Sutra!" asked Zen Master Huikong.

"No, if you don't believe it, you can search your body!" Leng Xiaoyun said, unbuttoning all his clothes and showing them to everyone.

"Okay, then who has seen with their own eyes that he burned the Hidden Scripture Pavilion!" asked Zen Master Huikong again.

"This ...... I haven't seen it in person!" said everyone.

"Leng Xiaoyun, it seems that we have indeed misunderstood you! Now that you are related to the Dharma, I will make an exception to accept you as a disciple, how about it?" said Zen Master Huikong.

"I'm already a disciple of Wudang!How can I join other sects!" Leng Xiaoyun said, and then let go of Zhishan.

"As you said a few days ago, you fought with the person you fought for a few rounds, and he made it the Shaolin Yijin Sutra?" said Zen Master Huikong.

"Exactly. Leng Xiaoyun replied.

"You will enter my sect, I have been practicing the Yijin Sutra alone for ten years, you will tell the details to me, I may be able to tell you one or two, Shaolin Wudang is the same as the branch, Wudang Zhang Zhenren also studied art in Shaolin, I will repair the book and Xuan Zhen Master said that the apprentice. Besides, you're afraid that the Shaolin Gate will wronged you?" said Zen Master Huikong again.

"It's... So good...... The master is above, and he is worshiped by the apprentice. Leng Xiaoyun hurriedly put away the Soul Drinking Sword and kowtowed.