Putian Shaolin Temple, backyard meditation room.

A thin man of nearly fifty years old reclined on the Taishi chair, and the five fingers of his hands on the armrests were strangely blue and black. The head was tilted to the side, a dark red narrow knife mark on the neck, and the gray eyes were bulging fiercely, as if they were dead.

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

The white-eyed Zen master saluted eleven times and stretched out his hand to smooth Zhao Kangqi's eyes, "Zhao Shizhu is known as 'vigorously splitting the coffin', he is good at fists, and he is also a well-known master in the rivers and lakes......

The person who can make Zhao Shizhu have no power to resist and kill him with one blow, there are not many ...... in the whole rivers and lakes."

"What the abbot said is very ......" The two sturdy middle-aged monks spoke together, their faces could not hide their anger, and there was a faint sadness in their eyes.

Twenty years ago, Zhao Kangqi and the two of them fought against the Japanese Invaders together, and formed a very deep friendship with each other, and they have often corresponded since then. Now Zhao Kangqi suddenly got a heavy treasure and came to the temple to take refuge, but was quietly killed in the guest room, which really made them sad and angry.

The white-eyed Zen master said: "Judging from the wounds, it should be the work of a long and narrow knife or sword...... Could it be the two of Huashan or Heimu Cliff?" said and shook his head, "Although the evil sword spectrum is good, Lin Yuantu's martial arts back then may not be as good as the two now......

And among their juniors or subordinates, there seems to be no one who can kill Zhao Shizhu with one blow...... This matter needs to be ...... for a long time."

"Abbot...... Abbot," a little novice hurriedly came, "The masters of all the factions outside asked us for someone together, saying that if we don't hand over Zhao Shizhu, they will directly enter our temple......"

"These people are so presumptuous...... Abbot, I'll teach them a lesson!" said the middle-aged monk with an angry face.

Zen Master Baimei shook his head, "Welcome them in...... Master Zhao is dead, this matter is difficult, don't do it brutely!"

Another middle-aged monk persuaded: "Abbot." Those people are not reasonable at all, Zhao Shizhu died in the temple, and we can't tell it clearly!"

The white-eyed Zen master's yellow face was even more bitter, "It's a blessing or a curse, it's a disaster that can't be avoided......"

A few days later, a shocking news spread. Futian Shaolin Temple killed Zhao Kangqi, intending to swallow the evil sword spectrum alone. Fortunately, he was recognized by many martial arts heroes, and two pages of evil sword pedigree fragments were searched from the temple, but the monks of Putian Shaolin Temple refused to admit the fact that they killed Zhao Kangqi and secretly hid the evil sword spectrum.

Under the anger of the martial arts heroes, they killed and injured the monks, causing a fierce fight between the two sides, and even burned down the temple, and the monks were outnumbered, and most of them died in battle. Few escaped.

After the Baimei Zen Master sat down on his own in the abbot's room, Zhu Wulin Haojie searched out half of the sword spectrum to ward off evil spirits from his arms, but then searched the whole temple, but failed to find the remaining half of the sword spectrum......

The strange thing is that some of the heroes accidentally dropped a small half of the sword book during the fight, causing everyone to rob it.

After a chaotic battle, the heroes could no longer help but start to compete for the half of the sword book they got from the Baimei Zen Master, and even fought endlessly in the end. The bleeding does not stop......

The battle was extremely fierce and lasted for nearly a month. Even the older generation of masters of forces such as Songshan, Quanzhen, Demon Sect, and Dongying Endurance are deeply trapped in it, and it is difficult to get out. The vultures and white-headed immortals of the side branches of Songshan, the 'Pingliang Twin Wolves' of the Quanzhen Sect, and the Xuanwu Hall Master of the Demon Sect are all corpses in the wilderness......

In the end, seventy or eighty percent of the sword score chapter pages fell into the hands of Ling Hu Chong, the chief disciple of the Quanzhen Sect, but before Ling Hu Chong could cover the sword spectrum, he was seriously injured and fainted at the door of the Fuzhou Fuwei Dart Bureau, and the sword score disappeared......

It's not that no one suspects that Ling Hu Chong is stealing the sword spectrum. But the heroes forcibly searched for Linghu Chong, and even the Fuwei Dart Bureau was stolen every night, and all the places where it was possible to hide things were rummaged through, but they still failed to find the sword book.

After all, Ling Hu Chong is the chief disciple of the Quanzhen Sect, and he can't fake it even if he is seriously injured. But all the heroes fought for more than a month, with heavy casualties, but they gained nothing, and there were not a few people who sprinkled their grievances on Ling Hu Chong, so the rumors of Ling Hu Chong's private swallowing of the evil sword spectrum spread far and wide, and the more they spread, the more true they became......

As for the Futian Shaolin Temple in the southeast of the earthquake for hundreds of years, carelessly, only ended up with a mountain of corpses, causing the regret of hundreds of people, and finally many squires and elders jointly invited the Zhuquan True Taoist of Fuzhou Fulu Temple to go to Putian Shaolin Temple to do 7749 days of rituals, in order to surpass the soul and get rid of ghosts.

Coming, under the plea of hundreds of people, the Putian Shaolin Temple was changed to the Putian Bibo Temple, which was guarded by the Taoist priests of the Quanzhen Sect with high morality for many years to pray for the local evil spirits!

The night is shrouded, and the sun rises at the foot of the peak.

Yue Buqun's eyes were purple, and he carefully flipped through a secret book in his hand, and on the blue cover similar to ordinary Buddhist scriptures, the five seal characters of "King Kong is not bad" were full of ancient meaning.

In front of him, a man in black knelt on one knee, raised his hands above his head, holding an open black cloth package, on which were stacked neatly in two stacks of more than ten secret books, the top two were impressive;

After a while, Yue Buqun closed the Vajra No Bad Body cheats and muttered: "I see, this is Bodhidharma's super-strong flesh * body state with reference to his own realm of the unity of heaven and man, and the internal strength of tempering the flesh body is biased towards tempering the flesh by reverse* extrapolation......

Pity...... Those who fail to advance to the innate cannot absorb a large amount of heaven and earth essence, and where does the massive energy come from to temper and cultivate the flesh * body?

If it can barely support the operation with ordinary decades of internal strength, the words 'King Kong is not bad' are exaggerated!"

After that, Yue Buqun flipped through the more than ten cheats in the hands of the man in black, and read along with it: "Dragon claw grappling hand, big body transfer method, dragon subduing elephant skill, Ran wood knife method, one-finger Zen, shadow shape legs, robe subduing demon skills, iron sleeve skills、...... Huh?

"The monk of Southern Shaolin really put a lot of effort into fighting against the Japanese, and even specialized in studying the Dongying knife technique?" Yue Buqun shook his head and smiled, casually lifted the cheats package, and asked the man in black: "What about the rest of the cheats?"

The man in black said: "The important thing is here, the ordinary martial arts cheats have not been moved, after the Southern Shaolin Zangjing Pavilion was broken by those Jianghu people, some of them were snatched away, and some of them were destroyed by angry monks...... "The voice is sharp and ugly, extremely strange.

"Very good...... Yue Buqun nodded, "Jiayi...... You are as cautious and careful as ever, especially when you injured Ling Hu Chong in time, and you are very accurate!

Well, what is Lin Pingzhi's condition, has he ever been seriously injured?

The man in black immediately replied: "Lin Pingzhi has suffered three minor injuries, one inside and two outside...... The martial arts entered the realm very quickly, and they were already able to exert the great power of the Jade Xiao Sword Technique!" After a pause, he said: "When the subordinates come back, they have arranged for the second and third Jias to continue to secretly protect Lin Pingzhi's ......."

Yue Buqun nodded, waved his hand, and said, "Okay...... Go down!"

As soon as Jia retreated, he used his body to move away in an instant, and the speed was so fast that he left a lot of afterimages behind him.

Looking at his back, Yue Buqun's eyes flickered with coldness, and he muttered: "I have the speed of four or five percent of the undefeated in the East, I am a talent! It's a pity that ......"

Saying that, he shook his head again, "Xiao Ri *Ben*er is really unreliable, and the ambitions of various wolves are ...... I spent a lot of money to buy you slaves and teach you martial arts, and you are so unrequited......?

You secretly practiced the Dragon Descending Elephant Technique and the Shadow Shadow Legs, and you still want to hide the subtle changes in your breath and body style?"

Turning around and walking towards the mountain, Yue Buqun secretly decided in his heart: in the end, it was a disposable product, and it would be almost past the expiration date after ten years...... Well, it will take two more years to free you...... (To be continued......)

PS: The computer was poisoned today...... I lost a lot of time, and the number of words is a little less, so make do with it!

I'm going to fight the Dalai Lama tomorrow......