After that, Zhao Xiaoyong took a lot of lips and tongues to let Xusheng come out of the shadow of failure. www.biquge.info At this time, Zhao Xiaoyong understood that this elder was really not in vain. The virtual name has been stimulating the virtual life in the opposite direction, which is one of the reasons why the virtual life is good so quickly.

Seeing the smile on Xusheng's face blooming again, Zhao Xiaoyong also laughed. Immediately afterwards, Zhao Xiaoyong's face turned pale and said, "This matter is over, let's count something else." ”

"Anything else?" said after hearing this, he thought about it and said suspiciously.

"You gave me a punch and forgot about it so quickly?" Zhao Xiaoyong touched his shoulder, gritted his teeth, and said.

After hearing this, Xusheng was a little surprised, and he was also a little weak-hearted. Said carefully: "How do you calculate it? Uncle Shi, you know, our Shaolin warrior monks are very poor, and I have bought auxiliary materials for practicing martial arts." Uncle Shi, you won't want it, will you?"

"Who wants your money? You kid is really slamming the door, keep your broken materials for your own use. Zhao Xiaoyong said helplessly.

"I'll give you everything that Uncle Shi wants. When he heard that Zhao Xiaoyong didn't want money, he breathed a sigh of relief, and his confidence came up all of a sudden, and he asked Zhao Xiaoyong what he wanted.

"I didn't expect it yet, let's talk about it later. Zhao Xiaoyong thought for a while.

When he heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief. I'll talk about it later, I'll talk about it later, if I don't make it, Zhao Xiaoyong will forget it in the future, anyway, I won't lose anything. If Zhao Xiaoyong knew that Xusheng thought so, he would probably kick him in the face with one kick.

And the false name has been watching the excitement from the side, and from time to time it stimulates the virtual life, which makes the virtual life angry all the time. Seeing this, Zhao Xiaoyong looked like the reflection meeting would not be able to be held for a while. "Forget it, anyway, today is the first day I come back, and there will be more time in the future, so everyone will be close and close. Zhao Xiaoyong said in his heart.

On the first day Zhao Xiaoyong came back, he clearly understood his current shortcomings. Jiuyang Shengong has not been completed, and he can't use his internal force as he wants, otherwise he will lose his strength and die, and every battle must be solved in a short time. There is no tug-of-war.

"It looks like I'm going to have to stammer, and I'm trying to brush up my favorability. In the future, if the function of Jiuyang God cannot be completed, it depends on whether the sweeping monk will help me open up the acupoints of the whole body. If you don't help me, I'll have to find something like a Qiankun cloth bag. But where can I find it?" Zhao Xiaoyong thought in the room at night, there are difficulties in finding the magic skill.

Zhao Xiaoyong shook his head, planning to go to ask for Xuan Ku tomorrow so that he could enter and exit the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion freely. In this way, it is good to have a good relationship with the sweeping monk, if it doesn't work, you can only play tricks. "It's better to lose someone than to lose your life later. Zhao Xiaoyong thought.

Then, Zhao Xiaoyong sighed and bent his knees to practice Jiuyang Divine Skill. I have only only practiced to the third level, and I don't know how long it will take to get into Dacheng, so it's obviously too early to think about this issue now. The last two layers have been practiced for four years with Comrade Xiao Zhang's talent, although Zhao Xiaoyong has a plug-in, he doesn't know how long it will take to practice.

Early the next morning, Zhao Xiaoyong went out in a single dress and didn't feel cold. As soon as Xusheng looked at Zhao Xiaoyong's dress, he knew that Zhao Xiaoyong's internal skills had been practiced to the extent that he was not afraid of cold and heat. I admired Zhao Xiaoyong even more in my heart, and at the same time I was determined to practice hard.

When carrying water, Zhao Xiaoyong mustered up his internal strength and used the exercises that followed him like a shadow, leading the way. Leaving the other monks behind, I finally experienced the feeling of being a frontrunner. Nothing else, cool. "If I hadn't eaten with you, I'd have eaten all your food. After Zhao Xiaoyong was the first to arrive, he thought to himself.

Zhao Xiaoyong didn't wait for a false life, and ran back to the courtyard of Xuanku, and hurried to report the good news. Who knew that Xuan Ku hadn't started to eat yet, and it seemed that the meal had just been placed on the table, and the rice soup was still steaming. Cho Hyo-yong's dream dish is only two pickles. Before daring to love, Zhao Xiaoyong came back late, and Xuan Ku withdrew two pickles.

Zhao Xiaoyong's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and then he said higher: "Master, I'm back, I'm the first to return." Speaking of this, Zhao Xiaoyong raised his head, and there were only three words on his face: Praise me, praise me.

"The teacher knows that your internal strength has been regarded as a small achievement, if it weren't for the first one, the teacher would have doubted your internal strength. Didn't I leave you food?" Xuan said plainly, defeating Zhao Xiaoyong in an instant. Zhao Xiaoyong sighed and sat down to taste the pickles.

After the meal, Xuan Ku said to Zhao Xiaoyong lightly: "You don't need to lift water in the future, it won't work for you now." ”

This is also Zhao Xiaoyong has heard a good news and can be happy for a while. Then, Zhao Xiaoyong said carefully: "Master, can I enter the third floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion? I want to go and see the original secret book of the Shadow Shaped Legs, I am still a member of the Dharma Academy." "It's a good mood to take advantage of the bitterness, hurry up and make a request.

After hearing this, Xuan was speechless for a while. Zhao Xiaoyong is like this, he has to challenge the rules of Shaolin Temple every time, but he can succeed every time. He also came to challenge the Buddha's mind of mystical suffering.

"You should be able to go in, but you can only see the exercises that follow the legs, and you can't look at anything else. Once discovered, you can't go in later. Xuan thought for a moment. When Zhao Xiaoyong heard it, he succeeded, and shouted in his heart. Xuan Ku added at this time: "Don't let too many monks see you when you go in, I'll go talk to the senior brother who guards the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion later." ”

Zhao Xiaoyong nodded happily.

In the afternoon, Zhao Xiaoyong slipped into the third floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. At first glance, there are very few bookshelves. Probably only put some precious Buddhist scriptures and seventy-two stunts. Zhao Xiaoyong wanted to find someone first, but Zhao Xiaoyong looked at it and didn't see the sweeping monk. Shaking his head regretfully, he went to find the cheats for the legs.

When Zhao Xiaoyong was reading the cheats, he always paid attention to the stairs to see when the sweeping monk would come up. With the strength of the sweeping monk, when you come to your side, you may not know that there are people around you. It's like Xiao Yuanshan, who peeked at the Shaolin secrets for twenty years, and didn't know that there was a monk around him who had been watching him.

This is an afternoon, Zhao Xiaoyong read the cheats of the shadow legs again, and has some experience. Zhao Xiaoyong looked at the time and shook his head regretfully. "It seems that I can't wait for the sweeper today. Zhao Xiaoyong put back the cheats in his hand and prepared to go back.

At this time, Zhao Xiaoyong heard a slight stampede at the stairs, and someone should be going upstairs. "It's strange, who is coming to the Scripture Pavilion so late? Is it here to catch me? Zhao Xiaoyong frowned and thought.

Zhao Xiaoyong looked at the stairs and didn't know who came up. He also thought about the sweeping monk, but it was so easy to see the sweeping monk, which obviously did not fit the routine of the novel.

Walking up the stairs slowly was an old monk, with white eyebrows and sparse beard, dressed in a green robe, looking very thin. With a broom in his hand, he swept the floor as he walked.

After Zhao Xiaoyong saw it, he felt a burst of ecstasy in his heart. It didn't take any effort to get it, it was really a sweeping monk, Zhao Xiaoyong was hit by a pie of happiness. It seems that the sweeping monk made a deliberate voice to remind Zhao Xiaoyong that he should go out.

Zhao Xiaoyong respectfully bowed to the sweeping monk and said, "Uncle Shi is here to remind me that I should go back?" This first sentence is not trivial, this first impression is terrible.

"I'm just a sweeping monk, and I have no right to ask of you, but it's time to close. The sweeping monk didn't look up.

"I don't know what Uncle Shi's name is?" Zhao Xiaoyong is trying to brush up his good feelings, and he wants to say a few more words, at least he knows his face.

"I've forgotten. The sweeping monk thought for a moment, and then calmly raised his head and looked at Zhao Xiaoyong. His eyes were not cloudy like those of other older people, but rather bright.

Zhao Xiaoyong complained in his heart after hearing this. "It seems that all the masters say their names like this. Then I saw the sweeper look up. I shouted in my heart, "Look here, look here." The old monk on the opposite side looked over. ”

After that, Zhao Xiaoyong left a little impression on the sweeping monk and left. This brush is a long-term thing, don't worry, "scared" the sweeping monk, you won't be able to see it in the future. "No hurry, Master. I will come often, and I will treat you as my second father, and I must influence you. Zhao Xiaoyong thought to himself.

In this way, Zhao Xiaoyong studied with Xuan hard and followed the legs like a shadow, and went to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to serve the sweeping monk. Of course, this process is gradual. The sweeping monk felt that Zhao Xiaoyong was simply inexplicable. "Do you want to see more of the other cheats? The sweeper thought.