The location of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is located in the northwest area of Shaolin, built with the water, and is extremely secret.

When Zhang Yuan swept over, he was keenly aware of several powerful breaths.

Obviously, they are all grandmaster-level Shaolin warrior monks, guarding in some key places.

Zhang Yuan cautiously avoided them, and swept silently between some treetops.

Soon, the sound of flowing water suddenly opened up in front of me.

An ancient building stands on the bank of a mountain stream, vast and majestic, mysterious, and filled with an invisible vicissitudes of life, which seems to have gone through thousands of years.

A plaque hangs on the upper floor of the building.

It reads "Zangjing Pavilion" in three ancient fonts.

Zhang Yuan's eyes flashed, and he watched quietly from the treetops, and his ears were urged to the maximum, wanting to hear some sounds.

It's a pity that he was disappointed.

After a long pause, I didn't hear anything unusual.

"Did they really go to the Scripture Pavilion? won't fool me, will they?"

Zhang Yuan suddenly became suspicious.

The scene in front of me was too quiet.

The huge building stood in the darkness, and not a single unusual sound could be heard.

When Zhang Yuan hesitated, his heart suddenly moved, and he tried his best to hide his breath.

A black shadow swept through the mountain forest on one side, like a ghost, rushing towards the Scripture Pavilion like lightning.

"Who is he?"

Zhang Yuan stared at each other, revealing surprise.

Is there anyone else working on the idea of the Scripture Pavilion?

Seeing that the other party entered the Hidden Scripture Pavilion in an instant, without causing the slightest reaction, Zhang Yuan no longer hesitated, collected his breath, and quickly submerged into it.

The Pavilion is guarded by a master on all sides.

But apparently none of these grandmasters noticed them.

As soon as Zhang Yuan entered the Scripture Pavilion, he immediately hid his breath and disappeared into the darkness on one side.

His sense was at its maximum, and he listened with all his might.

Soon the anomaly was heard.

Overhead, there was a subtle sound of breaking wind and some sounds of turning scriptures.

"Sure enough, it's stealing scriptures. ”

Zhang Yuan's eyes flashed.

He hesitated suddenly, his heart pounding.

It's all here, do you want to flip it over too?

Maybe there's a record of the Demon Buddha's sigil in this?

But what if it turns over to the palm of King Kong'''

"I'll just take a look, I really didn't come here to steal the scriptures. ”

Zhang Yuan tried his best to convince himself in his heart.

He hid his breath as if it had turned into darkness, and quickly scanned the rows of bookshelves.

However, the bookshelves on the first floor are all rows of Buddhist scriptures.

There are also some ancient books with ancient Buddhist texts written on them that they can't read.

Didn't come across anything of value to him.

His body flashed, and he swept towards the top floor.

At this time, the sound of the scriptures in his ears became a little louder, and he glanced cautiously and found that the few scripture thieves were not on the second layer.

Apparently they are still at a higher level.

It was only because of his deep internal strength that he heard a trace of voice.

Zhang Yuan soon discovered that there were still Buddhist scriptures in the second layer.

He continued to sweep towards the third floor.

The entire scripture pavilion is extremely huge, with six floors, and all kinds of scriptures and books are full.

Zhang Yuan landed on the third floor, hiding in a cloud of shadows, his eyes like electricity, quickly sweeping across the rows of bookshelves.

The bookshelves on the third floor were littered with traces of being turned over, and even some scriptures were scattered on the floor.

Zhang Yuan's eyes were cautious, his body swept past the rows of bookshelves, and he still didn't find anything valuable in Dingxi, and suddenly rushed towards the fourth floor.

As soon as he entered the fourth layer, he felt a pang in his heart, and he tried his best to hide his breath.

Not far from him, a black figure was quickly rummaging through the scriptures on it.

Zhang Yuan recognized this person in an instant.

This was the figure he had just met.

Zhang Yuan quietly stared at the other party, only to see that after the other party rummaged around, as if he had made a major discovery, he quickly rolled up a scripture book and stuffed it into his arms.

Zhang Yuan's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly looked in front of the figure.

In front of this man, there were two figures reading the scriptures.

They look short, all of them are about 1.5 meters, one is wearing a gray robe, and the other is wearing a green shirt.

Although his cheeks were covered with a black cloth, Zhang Yuan still recognized the other party at a glance.

This dress''

This head'''

I can't hide the identity of the other party.

Boy in gray!

Little Demon God!

"Two mentally retarded, come here to steal the scriptures and don't know how to change clothes? ”

Zhang Yuan said secretly.

But what made him wonder was, why were there only these two people?

Are they still at a higher level?

Zhang Yuan's eyes flashed.

If these reincarnated immortals secretly learn Shaolin martial arts, their strength will definitely improve by leaps and bounds.

No way!

He must not allow the treasures of Shaolin's martial arts to be passed into the hands of these reincarnated immortals.

And the Chang family too.

Can't let them steal Shaolin magic skills!

However, Zhang Yuan did not act rashly, his body flashed, and he hid in a shadow.

His gaze began to scan the shelves as well.

Sutra!

Sutra!

In addition to the Buddhist scriptures, they are still Buddhist scriptures!

What about the good martial arts cheats?

Zhang Yuan secretly wondered, this was different from the Shaolin he imagined.

Could it be that all the scriptures are hidden in the Scripture Pavilion?

So what are these people coming to steal?

He looked suspiciously at the black figure in front of him.

What did the other person just stuff into his arms?

Is it really a Buddhist scripture?

He looked at the gray-clad boy again.

The young man in gray was also bulging in his arms, obviously stuffed with something.

Zhang Yuan thought about it and began to continue to scan.

If you can't find the cheats, then you can first look for the record of the Demon Buddha Mark.

That's when it happened.

Downstairs there was the sound of the door opening.

A mellow middle-aged voice said: "In the past two days, a lot of people have come to the temple, although most of them are strong people with status, but it is difficult to guarantee that there will be no young people mixed in and try to come to my Shaolin to steal the scriptures, so we must look at the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and check it out layer by layer." ”

"Senior Brother Kong Xuan is right, our Shaolin Scripture Pavilion is famous all over the world, and every time various sects come to worship the mountain, there will be dishonest people who want to sneak into the Scripture Pavilion. ”

Another voice rang out.

The figures upstairs were all shocked.

The gray-clothed boy and the little demon god quickly stuffed an ancient book into their arms and were about to leave here.

The black figure behind them rushed out like lightning, as fast as it could be.

Even the reincarnation of immortals like the gray-clothed boy and the little demon god couldn't react.

Bang!

Two low, muffled noises that made people's teeth sore.

As if it was slapped on some ancient ding, a strong movement echoed throughout the Scripture Pavilion.

The gray-clothed young man and the little demon god all snorted miserably, and were firmly hit in the back by the man's palms, spraying blood wildly, and the clothes of the entire upper body were blown up on the spot.

They felt that the immortal qi in their bodies had been beaten to a disorder, their ribs were broken, and their shoulder blades were shattered.

The power of this palm is unimaginable.

The two of them were furious and horrified.

Who is this?

It's been hidden in the shadows!

They didn't find out!