"Do you need to change your clothes?" Xuan Lin looked at his tattered body, endured and endured, but still couldn't help but speak.

Xiao Qi said nonchalantly: "It's okay, it's okay, so be it...... This is the Pavilion of the Scriptures......"

While changing the topic, I thought, don't you want to change into beautiful clothes when you are a young master?

It's okay to wear it for a while, but the begging value that can flow out can be practiced in the [practice room] for a few hours......

At the beginning, for the sake of the [Nine Flowers Jade Dew Pill], the young master didn't even dare to enter the [Practice Room] easily.

The result?

There are no five figures left, and I only got a little on the way here, which is a drop in the bucket.

Alas, when can I not worry about "begging value"......

Xiao Qi pretended to sigh deeply.

"Okay, you can take a look at it, but you can't just enter the Scripture Pavilion...... At dinner, I'll let Zhiming call you again. ”

After speaking, Xuan Lin turned around and left.

Nagarjuna and the first seat of the two houses of precepts, how can they not stay here with a child, and sending him over is already enough face.

"Master, go slowly. ”

shouted at the back, and then turned around, Xiao Qi excitedly stared at the sweeping monk.

"Oops, oops, I'll come, I'll come. ”

As he spoke, he snatched the broom from the old monk's hand and started working in full swing.

Eh, it's not an artifact......

Do you think this broom has to be at least at the level of a dog stick?

Xiao Qi was very energetic and thought that he had performed very well, while the old monk stood behind him, looking at him quietly, with a smile and a little inexplicable.

......

......

From this day on, Xiao Qi has become the god of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and the main task of the day is to sweep the floor, especially in late autumn, when the wind blows, the ground that has just been swept will immediately fall with a thick layer...... Half a day's work was in vain, and the angry people's teeth were itching, if he didn't always want to leave a good impression on the old monk and let him point out, Xiao Qi would have wanted to go directly to the tree and pull down those rotten leaves and burn them.

Just a few days later, the freshness was gone.

This coarse tea and light rice, sweeping the floor all day long can fade out of the birds......

Plus cabbage tofu three times a day......

Oh my God!

Do you still let the master live?

And the old monk is a stuffy gourd, no matter how close to the people is that faint look, he can only secretly hate his lack of qualifications, there is no way to impress the family, yes! This time, the mind of asking for people has also faded, Xiao Qi has become more and more unscrupulous, and he has changed the law to entertain himself.

From time to time, he practiced [Sleeping Arhat Boxing], pretending to use sleepiness to scatter the old monk who had just gathered together with a broomstick, and he didn't want to work and didn't let his family do it; or he practiced [Northern Shengong], no one in this place let him suck, so he could only carefully self-cultivate, and every time he finished practicing, he was in a cold sweat; and then there was [Tianshan Folding Plum Hand] and [Lingbo Weibu], people didn't treat the old monk as an outsider at all, just practiced in front of him, Xiao Qi still remembers that the old monk finished watching his own fusion, the insidious and obscene version of [Tianshan Folding Plum Hand] twitching corners of the mouth......

During this period, Xiao Qi has always wanted to enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to pay respects, but he has never had the opportunity.

No, it can't be said that Xiao Qi can enter the first and second floors, and make a cameo appearance as a librarian from time to time, organize books, and clean the ground.

But there is not even half of the martial arts cheats in these books, the first floor is a variety of ordinary Buddhist scriptures and rubbings, belonging to the road goods, even if a fire is burned, there is no big deal; the second floor is much stronger than the first floor, is a relatively advanced Sanskrit scriptures or extremely precious copies of Buddhist scriptures, once I couldn't help but turn a few pages, instantly dizzy......

These two layers are priceless treasures for monks who study Buddhism, but for Xiao Qi, only the things stored in the third layer have the value of "borrowing".

Shaolin Temple's precious martial arts cheats, rare books of Buddhist scriptures, seventy-two stunts, martial arts or Buddhist handbooks of senior monks of the past dynasties!

However, there are four guardian monks who take turns to guard, and they are not allowed to enter without the permission of the senior monks.

I didn't think I had much chance......

Until......

In the evening of this day, as the sun set, Xiao Qi and the old monk entered the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion again, and they began to tidy up on the second floor.

Xiao Qi grabbed a copy of the "Diamond Sutra" and put it on the shelf, just about to complain to the old monk about the people who read the book indiscriminately, as soon as he turned around, he saw the old monk silently shaking his head at him, and at the same time put a hand on his shoulder, gently lifted it up, and took him to jump up the stairs on the second floor, and fell lightly in the shadow in front of the entrance on the third floor......

Moisturize things silently!

The whole process, such a big movement, did not make even a single sound!

He really deserves to be the first person in Tianlong!

When he came to the third floor, Xiao Qi hadn't woken up from the shock, and the old monk's dry hand pointed ahead, motioning for him to look.

Behind the bookshelf five or six rows away, there is a person dressed in black linen clothes and a hood covering his face looking through the scriptures, his movements seem to be rough, big hands and feet, but he also did not make a sound, accurately drew the book, quickly turned the book, and could not alarm the guardian monk who was guarding in the dark. The man had been looking for a short time, probably finding a tea time among the books on the shelves, and took two carefully selected cheats and jumped down from the window that had been opened at some point, and disappeared without a trace......

As if I had never been here......

Is this Murong Bo, or Xiao Yuanshan?

Xiao Qi didn't see it, just stared at the rows of martial arts cheats and drooled......

The old monk looked at the man's back and shook his head secretly, sighed silently, turned around and walked down the stairs, still slightly, still without a sound......

But Xiao Qi, who was left, looked at the books in his eyes, but hesitated......

The cheats are right at hand!

Reach out and take it!

What a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

Will he take it, or will he take it, or will he take it......

"Damn!

Xiao Qixin is horizontal, it's a big deal to return it! He casually took down the only thick book from the nearest and only bookshelf lattice, and without looking at any name, he quickly put it in his arms, and carefully walked down step by step, as if his heart was beating a drum. He knew very well what the sin of guarding and stealing in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion was, especially since he was not a Shaolin disciple, so he had to be more careful...... Fortunately, his internal strength was passable, coupled with the exquisite Ling Bo microstep, even if he was frightened, there was still no danger, and he was not discovered until the last step.

"Whew-"

Taking a deep breath, Xiao Qi swept around, the old monk didn't know where he went, he calmly walked towards the bookshelf he had just stacked as if he was nothing, and he didn't know that the bulging martial arts cheats in his arms had stretched out of the four corners......

After walking to the bookshelf, he quickly pulled out and mixed with the scriptures in front of him, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, and picked it up and looked through it "openly" like he usually reads.

There is a cover but there is no word on it, and after opening it, it is also a straightforward mental method and a road map of exercise, and the line is dense and very complicated, and it looks like a palm method vaguely. Xiao Qi looked happy, the secret path was lucky, he had learned the three attack methods of fist, palm, and claw, but he especially loved the palm technique.

Flipping back, the small annotations left by several handwritings fill up the remaining space that is not rich.

"What is the palm technique, and ...... is so valued"

Xiao Qi didn't wait to think about it, his heart moved, and he took out a small piece of paper sandwiched between him from the last page, and wrote four words on it.

"Don't take it as an example"

Xiao Qi's whole body trembled.

After a while, he wiped the fine sweat that had risen on his forehead in an instant, and he was depressed.