While speaking, a group of black-clothed people attacked Shaolin Temple at night, and the monk who jumped out of the fire jumped out from the side, it was the Xuyan of the Xuzi generation, he was responsible for cooking in the temple, he was stealing the food in the house just now, but he didn't expect to hear the shouting that someone was attacking Shaolin, and directly threw away the food and ran out of the room, and found that many brothers had died on the ground. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The martial arts practiced by Xuyan is the Huoyun stick method, although the Huoyun stick method is not the martial arts in the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin, but it is a magic skill that Xuyan understands when he is bored, when he burns the fire and cooks, once he is displayed, others can not see his figure, and they can only see one after another fire clouds drifting by, they must not only guard against the sudden Xuyan stick method, but also guard against those fire clouds that swim around, once they touch those fire clouds, no matter who it is, they are directly swallowed by the fire clouds!

These black-clothed people didn't expect that this little monk who suddenly appeared would be so domineering in his martial arts.

At first, those black-clothed people were very disdainful, thinking that a fire-burning monk could have much ability, and it wasn't until the Huoyun Stick Method burned two black-clothed people that they paid attention to this little fire-burning monk who suddenly appeared.

Xu Yan fought very hard, he hated this group of black-clothed people who suddenly appeared, so he showed no mercy under the stick, and beat him to death when he got it on his hands.

The more Xu Yan fought, the more excited he became, killing four or five black-clothed people in a row, and was on his excited head, suddenly a black-clothed man who was as fat as a cow walked out of the black-clothed man, only to see him shout, and all the black-clothed clothes on his body were shattered to the ground, but the man's thick hair could not hide an ugly demon tattoo on his body.

This demon tattoo tattooed on the body of this fat guy like a cow is really a little scary, and although his clothes are broken at this time, he still has a hood on his head, and Xu Yan still can't see his appearance.

I saw this guy who was as fat as a cow, pointed at Xuyan and said, "Little monk, your martial arts are very powerful, let the uncle come to meet you." ”

"As soon as the divine pattern is opened, the demon comes, the demon fire fist!" I saw that guy shouted, and a blue flame was attached to each of his arms, and there seemed to be a demonic dragon on the flame, roaring and swimming on his arm.

When Xu Yan saw it, his two eyes narrowed into a slit, and he said suspiciously: "You are barbarian people, only barbarian people can have divine patterns!"

When the guy heard this, he laughed, threw the cover on his head, revealing an ugly and rough face, and stared at Xu Yan like two bull's eyes and said: "The little monk has good eyesight, the uncle is a barbarian person, this time I will shovel your Shaolin Temple to the ground!"

Xuyan stopped with a horizontal stick and said, "If you want to shovel the thousand-year-old temple to the ground, where did you barbarian beasts come from?"

"With grandpa's magic fire fist, look at the fist!" the big man said to move, and with the fist of the demon fire, his body flashed, and he hit Xuyan.

Xu Yan shook the stick, and the fire cloud stick method was unfolded, and the stick head hit the big man.

As soon as the Demon Head Fist and the Fire Cloud Stick Technique touched, the two flames struck each other, making a bang and exploding, and a pit exploded on the entire field.

The big man shouted, "It's cool, we're coming." ”

Xu Yan is young after all, this big man has obviously practiced for some years, as soon as he fights, Xu Yan feels that he is not an opponent, but the young man is arrogant, but it is not easy to admit defeat so much, he threw the stick, and the two fought again.

The Demon Fire Fist and the Fire Cloud Stick Technique collided again, and there was another explosion, this time Xu Yan was beaten back three steps in a row, feeling that he had suffered no serious internal injuries, on the other hand, this guy in front of him was actually fine, obviously, the other party's skills were higher than his own.

Xu Yan hurriedly raised his qi, exerted his true qi, and recovered his internal injuries a little.

"Little doll, it seems that you have this ability, don't forget that the person who killed you is the barbarian Demon Kuang!" At this time, the little monk knew that the big man in front of him was originally called Mo Kuang.

Demon Kuang shouted, raised the Demon Fire Fist to ten successes, and tried in vain to kill the little monk in front of him with the power of one blow.

The little monk Xuyan had no choice but to fight hard, he also increased his skill to ten percent, yelled at the demon and rushed forward.

At this time, another little monk carrying water appeared on the side, he looked at Xuyan desperately, and couldn't help but say: "Senior Brother Xuyan, junior brother is here to help you, the Buddha is brilliant!"

The little monk who came out here is really Xuyan's junior brother, and he is also a virtual character, but he is called Xulang.

The Buddha light displayed by the void wave was really powerful, and one after another golden Buddha light appeared from his hand, and then hit the barbarian demon one after another.

Demon Kuang used the divine pattern on his body to cast a huge magic shield and blocked all the Buddha lights attacked by the void wave one by one.

"The dignified little Shaolin monk, he actually learned from others to sneak attack, little monk, don't you feel ashamed to do this?" Mo Kuang used the magic shield to block the bursts of Buddha light that suddenly appeared in the little monk, and said there.

"To deal with upright people, of course, you can't use sneak attacks, but against you barbarian bastards, the little monk will not only sneak attack, but the little monk is also very despicable. Void Wave said angrily.

Mo Kuang smiled: "Very interesting little monk, but it's a pity that he is about to die at the hands of Uncle Ben." ”

"A breath bigger than athlete's foot, who gave you so much courage. One will be to raze the Shaolin Temple, the other will die in your hands, the little monk wants to see who knelt on the ground first to beg for mercy. Xulang said unconvinced.

Demon Kuang laughed fiercely, and suddenly turned around, and immediately turned into two Demon Kuang on the field, and then two in a flash, and two in a flash, and so on, there were sixty-four more Demon Kuang on the field.

This is the second ability of his demon tattoo, the shadow of the devil!

Sixty-four Demon Fists, Sixty-four Demon Fire Fists, and Sixty-four Demon Fists cast sixty-four Demon Fire Fists, and they erupted at the same time, hitting the two little monks.

Xuyan and Xulang looked at each other's figures and shook each other, shaking out so many doppelgangers, it was so shocking that the Buddha did not possess the body, the two gathered together at the same time, Xuyan Heng Stick was in front, and a large cloud of fire was blocked by the fire cloud stick method, and the Xulang behind was directly attached to the back of Xuyan with his palm, and a cloud of Buddha light instantly appeared on the two of them, and the Buddha light surrounded the two of them tightly, blocking the Demon Fire Fist attacked by the Demon Gang clone after another, although the Demon Fire Fist did not cause any damage to the two of them, but the blazing Demon Fire Fist also made the two tremble。

Mo Kuang laughed: "What's so great about the Buddha light, look at how long you two little monks who have not dried up, you can hold back, beat me to death!"

Demon Kuang gave an order, and the clone desperately hit the Buddha light on the two of them with a demonic fist.

Void Flame and Void Wave struggled to support with their true qi, and they didn't know if they could hold it, the other party's Demon Fire Fist was very domineering, and it was still sixty-four clones, and it was estimated that they could support half a stick of incense, which might be their limit.

This side is very exciting, but Wu Mochong and the thunderstorm girl got lost in the temple, although the thunderstorm girl said that she had been to the Shaolin Temple, but the Shaolin Temple is also very large, and some places do not allow the female donor to enter, so she doesn't know where the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is.

When the two of them heard that they were fighting in front of them, they didn't pay attention to it, it was none of their business, they hung high, they were not righteous knights, this kind of thing, they could still hide as far as they could.

The two of them searched and searched, and finally after searching for many places, they found a high stupa with the scripture pavilion written on the outside of the stupa.

Wu Mochong pointed to the place where the scripture pavilion was written and said with a smile: "Hey, it seems that this is the scripture pavilion." ”

The two were about to step forward when a small monk suddenly appeared from the side and swept the ground there.

"Two donors, this place is an important place for Buddhism, and outsiders are not allowed to step into it, so go back and forth from where you are. The little monk who swept the floor said slowly.

Wu Mochong looked at the sweeping monk in front of him, and said to the thunderstorm girl: "Be careful, it seems to be a master." ”

The thunderstorm girl remembered the that this guy just said, what Shaolin Temple is the most powerful thing is the monk who burns the fire, the monk who carries the water and the monk who sweeps the floor, he saw the monk who swept the floor, and immediately looked like a great enemy, which is really a headache.

A monk who sweeps the floor, how much can he do in the temple, although the monk who burned the fire just now is powerful, but it is already amazing, it is impossible for a monk who sweeps the floor to come out at random, they are all masters in the martial arts.

The thunderstorm girl didn't believe it at all, and the little sweeping monk who suddenly appeared in front of her was a martial arts master.

The thunderstorm girl was not convinced, and walked towards the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion arrogantly, the little monk who swept the floor, suddenly shouted the Buddha number there, the Buddha horn was louder than the other, and the Buddha number was like a heavy wave barrier, impacting the thunderstorm girl. As a result, the thunderstorm girl only walked a few steps, and found that her feet were like boulders tied to them, and every step she took was extremely difficult.

Something seems to be blocking Thunderstorm Girl's path ahead.

However, Thunderstorm Girl is not the kind of person who can be easily convinced, let alone have boulders tied to her feet and shackles around her neck, and she has to keep walking.

However, at the beginning, the thunderstorm girl can walk very normally, but the more she goes to the back, every step the thunderstorm girl takes, it takes almost half a cup of tea, which is really muddy and difficult to walk.

Wu Mochong looked at the little monk's Buddha light one after another, and couldn't help but have a headache and said: "The little monk who sweeps the floor is really a monk, extremely powerful, I'm right." ”

"To you dead man's head, you just watched there, and you didn't think of a way to deal with this little monk. The thunderstorm girl said angrily.

"Hey, little monk, the monks in the temple in front of you are almost dead, why don't you go and help?" Wu Mochong said.

"I told the master, blood can be shed, life can be lost, and the Scripture Pavilion cannot be without. There are so many brothers and sisters outside who are dying, and I can't leave the Hidden Scripture Pavilion behind!" said the little monk who swept the floor.

"So you're so unrighteous. Wu Mochong said.

"Come less, you name the flowers, and the little monk can't let you take away a single scripture book from the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. The little monk who swept the floor said.

Wu Mochong said: "Little monk, you are so good, dare to ask the law number?"

"The little monk's Dharma is called Void Purity!" said the Void Purity Little Monk.

"Little Monk, how about we make a bet?" Wu Mochong said.

As he spoke, he saw that the thunderstorm girl was about to walk to the door of the Scripture Pavilion, improve her skills, and with a big Buddha call, she directly repelled the thunderstorm.

The thunderstorm girl was furious, and was about to use her ability to change the environment, ready to give this little monk a taste of a thirteen-level tornado, but was stopped by Wu Mochong with his eyes.

Wu Mochong said to the little monk of Xujing: "Little monk, dare to bet with me?"

The little monk said, "What are you betting on?"

"If I can take the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion out of thin air, then the little monk will mess with me in the future. Wu Mochong said.

"The little monk is a person from Shaolin Temple in life, and he is a ghost in Shaolin Temple when he dies, even if he loses the bet, the little monk will definitely not mix with you. Xujing said.

Wu Mochong said: "This little monk, although he is small, he is quite moral, forget it, then change a bet, if I can take away the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion out of thin air, does the little monk have to promise me one thing?"

Xujing thought for a while, it was just one thing, what was the big deal, and said: "Yes, but you can take the Hidden Scripture Pavilion in front of the little monk out of thin air, it's just a joke." ”

"What if I could?" Wu Mochong asked.

"Then no matter what, the little monk will promise you. Xujing said.

"Let's gentleman. ”

"Whip the horse. The little monk said humbly.

"Okay, the little monk is really fast-talking, then I'll make a trick for the little monk!" Wu Mochong said.

Xujing said: "Don't care if you pretend to be a ghost, don't enter the Hidden Scripture Pavilion Pagoda in front of the little monk!"

"Who said I had to enter the Scripture Pavilion, couldn't I just let it run on its own legs out of thin air?" Wu Mochong said.

"Haha, you really think that the little monk is a three-year-old child, believe your nonsense. Xujing said.

Wu Mochong didn't speak, closed his eyes, found out the map of Songshan Shaolin Temple, found the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion on the map, and compared it with the map one by one, sure enough, it was this tower, and then used his own cutting ability of the four-star traverser map, first cut this Tibetan Scripture Pavilion from this map, and then said to the little monk Xujing: "Xujing little monk, you take a look at the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion that you want to protect, where have you gone now?"

The little monk sneered: "You have this kind of trick, how can you deceive the little monk, you want to trick the little monk to turn his head, and then you sneak attack the little monk, it's just a dream!"

Wu Mochong sighed and said: "Since the little monk doesn't believe me, then I will leave, but if you lose, little monk, you have to promise me one thing, this matter, we will meet in the future and say, bye." ”

After Wu Mochong finished speaking, he took the thunderstorm girl's hand, thinking about where to place this cut scripture pavilion, thinking about many places, and finally his eyes lit up, remembering a place, and then as soon as he closed his eyes, Wu Mochong and the thunderstorm girl disappeared in front of the eyes of the little monk.

Xujing watched Wu Mochong and the thunderstorm girl disappear, he wiped his eyes with his hands again, and wiped his eyes open, although it was late at night, but the two of them were indeed gone in front of him.

Strange things happen every day, especially today.

Thinking that the two of them suddenly disappeared, the little monk turned around sharply, only to see that the scripture pavilion that was protected every day had become an empty space at this time, where there was still the shadow of the usual scripture pavilion.

The little monk Xujing ran around there, turning around, so anxious that tears flew out, crying and shouting: "It's bad, when I come back, there is no Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, the abbot will beat me to death, what should I do?"

The little monk turned around there several times, and indeed couldn't find any figure in the Scripture Pavilion, that strange person did change some kind of trick in front of his eyes, and the Scripture Pavilion disappeared.

However, at this time, he suddenly heard the sound of shouting and shouting from the front temple, and he stopped not looking for the figure of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, and went straight to the front temple to help his brothers and sisters defend against foreign enemies.

"Senior brother resists, junior brother comes. ”

With anger in his eyes, he came towards the front temple.

A huge Buddha Gate Divine Roar burst out of his mouth:

"Damn bastards, if you dare to come to the pure place of Buddhism to make trouble, the little monk will send you to the Buddha to make amends!" )