Shangguan Lingxue performed light skills, soon has come to the foot of Shaolin Mountain, looking up at the mountain, only to see the mountain steep and steep, the peaks are clustered and undulating, such as the flag surrounding, like a sword halberd listed, quite spectacular, some rise from the ground, some stretch around, some like a tiger squatting, some like a lion dancing, some like a giant dragon sleeping, some like a turtle crawling, the peaks and peaks are uneven, the canyon is vertical and horizontal, quite spectacular, more than a dozen dense forests are scattered among the mountains, the white clouds rotate and surround in the mountain treetops, there are bursts of green smoke rising with the wind in the north of the mountain, presumably it is from the Shaolin Temple。

Shangguan Lingxue took a deep breath, and together her body, she rushed to the Shaolin Temple.

Shangguan Lingxue has good light body and kung fu, and her internal strength is deep, and the whole person rushed straight to Shaolin Temple as if she was flying.

Not long after, Shangguan Lingxue came to the gate of the Shaolin Temple that she secretly touched, she performed light skills, stepped on the thick trunk of a big tree a few times, and the whole person had already risen up, hidden on the top of the tree, condescendingly overlooking most of the Shaolin Temple.

The courtyard of the middle hall of Shaolin Temple, not to mention dozens, one in the east, one in the west, scattered between the hillsides, most of the buildings in it are simple but not ugly, the red tiles are sharp, and the corridors and aisles are eye-catching.

Shangguan Lingxue saw that it was still very bright and it was inconvenient to act, so she decided to wait until late at night, when everyone was asleep, and then sneak into the Shaolin Temple to act.

Life is endless, time is endless.

In the blink of an eye, the sun only showed its head on the west side of the sky, and in the middle of the air it was smeared with a bunch of bright and dazzling red glow, and the birds that returned late drew elegant and beautiful arcs in the sky.

Shangguan Lingxue took out some of the food she had brought with her and ate it, wrapped her stomach, and strengthened her physical strength, after all, she might have to fight a difficult and abnormal battle in the middle of the night.

Shangguan Lingxue waited for a long time, the faint moonlight rose to the sky, the bright starlight began to slowly dim, and the noisy Shaolin Temple was completely calm, and the people, birds and beasts all fell into a sweet dreamland, making people's snoring even louder.

Shangguan Lingxue felt that it was time, so she jumped down from the tall tree and sneaked into the Shaolin Temple.

Shangguan Lingxue is agile, and after entering the Shaolin Temple, she can jump high and low quietly, straight like a civet cat, but no one has heard the trace, but although she heard her father Shangguan Chengquan say that there are a lot of martial arts secrets in the Shaolin Temple Scripture Pavilion, she has never entered the Shaolin Temple, and she doesn't know where the Scripture Pavilion is, so she can only wander around the Shaolin Temple like a foreigner who doesn't know the way, walking left, running right, looking east and west, but still nothing can be found.

Shangguan Lingxue walked to the shadow of a big tree, and she thought to herself that if she continued like this, she didn't know when she would be able to find the legendary Hidden Scripture Pavilion, let alone steal the "Yijin Sutra" from it.

Shangguan Lingxue's head turned slightly, and he had already thought of a method, that is, to find a Shaolin disciple to lead the way, and coerce and lure him to take him to the Hidden Scripture Pavilion.

Shangguan Lingxue had just made up her mind and wanted to make a move, when out of the corner of her eye, she seemed to see a black shadow flashing from the top of a room in the Shaolin Temple, and then she really saw another black shadow slowly following forward.

Shangguan Ling Xue became curious, feeling that this matter was faintly related to him and that something bad was going to happen, so he also started a light effort and quietly followed the general. After all, you can steal scriptures at any time, but if you don't investigate the two mysterious men in black now, you won't have a chance in the future.

Shangguan Lingxue's light skills were strong and his actions were silent, and he quickly caught up with the two black-clothed people, but he deliberately kept a distance in order not to be discovered by them, so that the two black-clothed people could not find Shangguan Lingxue's hanging tail.

Shangguan Lingxue followed the two men in black for a short time, and found that the light skills of the two men in black in front of him were very different from each other, and the light skills of the tall man in black were obviously much better than the other, and he often ran away for a long distance, and then slowly and angrily waited for the short man in black to follow.

Shangguan Lingxue followed the two black-clothed people in the Shaolin Temple to turn east and west, passed through a small open space, jumped again, climbed over a small wall, passed through a dark forest, and came to a small house in the back mountain.

When the two men in black arrived here, they immediately became cautious, walked lightly for five or six steps, stretched their heads out and looked around, and then moved forward.

Shangguan Lingxue couldn't follow too closely, just followed the two black-clothed men from a distance.

A short time later, the two mysterious men in black stopped by the window of a room.

In the faint moonlight, Shangguan Lingxue saw that the two black-clothed people were densely covered with a large black cloth on their faces, only revealing a mouth and a pair of eyes, and one of the taller black-clothed people seemed to have some saliva on his fingers, and then poked a hole in the window paper, and then took out a small bamboo tube from his body, put it in the small hole, and then began to blow on the small bamboo tube.

When the tall man in black had done these things, he put his things away, and listened intently outside the house, and after waiting for a long time, when he saw that there was still no sound in the house, he secretly opened the door and went in, and lit two or three small oil lamps.

Shangguan Lingxue followed the two black-clothed people closely, came to the side of the house, and looked at the wooden plaque on the main entrance, the whole person was slightly stunned, and under the faint moonlight, there were three red characters on a black background on them that looked extremely dazzling, which were the three words "Tibetan Scripture Pavilion". Shangguan Ling Xue immediately wanted to enter the Hidden Scripture Pavilion and compete with the two black-clothed men for treasures. But Shangguan Lingxue thought about it, and finally decided to have a praying mantis to catch cicadas, and the yellow finch came to a paper window next to it lightly, poked a hole in it with his fingers, and waited quietly on the side, waiting for the opportunity to move.

After the taller man in black lit the oil lamp, he walked quickly to a corner of the house, and kicked an elderly monk several times at random.

The tall man in black exhaled reassuringly, and stood there quietly, watching the movements of the other accomplice.

The shorter-looking man in black was different, he came to Shangguan Lingxue's side in the house, where there was a golden statue of Maitreya Buddha, and on the wall next to it was written in gold paint some Zen words from the "Vajra Prajnaparamita Sutra: Responding to the Transformation of Non-True Points"—everything has a way, like a dream bubble, like dew and electricity, and should be viewed as such.

Because this was the dead end of Shangguan Lingxue's line of sight, Shangguan Lingxue couldn't see what the shorter man in black was doing, she just found that there were a lot of bookshelves in the house, and there were a lot of books on the shelves, and a small wooden bed was unexpectedly placed in it, and there was an elderly monk lying on the bed, and the monk's smooth head was shining in the light.

The man in black, who was relatively short, came to the wall next to the statue of Maitreya Buddha, stretched out his right hand, and pressed the words "dream", "dew" and "electricity" one after another, only to hear a slight sound from the wall, and then a large and flat square brick on the wall flashed to the left, revealing a space in which a number of scriptures were neatly placed.

As soon as the shorter man in black opened the space, he immediately stepped back and stood aside respectfully.

The corners of the other black-clothed man curled up at the corners of his mouth, raised his head, and his eyes sparkled in front of the space, and he was just about to stretch out his hand and stretch out to the space, but he heard a loud shout suddenly sound in the house, which exploded like a thunderstorm in summer: "Who is coming? Dare to come to the Shaolin Temple to steal the secret book, and put the people in our Shaolin Temple in your eyes?"

The taller man in black shivered fiercely when he heard this, and quickly turned around and looked at the speaker, but saw that it was the monk sleeping on the bed, and he didn't know when he had woken up, standing solemnly next to the small wooden bed, holding a piece of wood from the bed tightly in his hand, and looking at himself with blazing eyes.

This monk's Dharma name is called emptiness, although he is sixty-five years old this year, but he is not emaciated at all, he looks tall and big, his face is full of red light, and his martial arts are strong, and his duty in the Shaolin Temple is to guard all kinds of important martial arts secrets and scriptures in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and he spends most of the day in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and even sleeps in the Zangjing Pavilion at night.

Not only do the elderly not sleep for long, but they always sleep very lightly.

This night, I had a dry mouth, drank more water before going to bed, and not long after I fell asleep, I was disturbed by the noise made by the two men in black, and I also came to urinate, and the two were forced to wake up suddenly.

Emptiness wanted to go outside to pee and feel comfortable, but he just wanted to move, but he found that his whole body was sore, and his head was dizzy for a while, and his eyelids became extraordinarily heavy unnaturally.

Emptiness turned his head, decided not to bluff first, pretended to be stunned by the two men in black, and slept lifelessly on the small wooden bed, holding his breath, but secretly he was operating the internal force of the True Yuan, slowly forcing out the gases that had the purpose of ecstasy cartilage inhaled into his body.

It wasn't until he could hear the sound of the dark grid that emptiness forced the gas he had inhaled into his body out, fearing that it would be too late if he didn't make a move, so he immediately stood up and shouted at the taller one, trying to stop them from stealing the precious scriptures in the Scripture Pavilion.

The taller man in black frowned slightly, and after coming back to his senses, he quickly turned his head, stretched out his right hand and grabbed the scriptures in the space.

Emptiness had already expected the tall man in black to do this, and immediately threw the piece of wood he was holding in his hand at the back of the tall man in black. At the same time, as soon as the emptiness was strengthened, the whole person pounced on the tall man in black like a tiger.

As soon as the tall black-clothed man's right hand was about to catch the books in the empty space, he heard a fierce wind whirring behind him, and judging that the thing rushing towards his back was not only fast, but also stable and accurate, obviously attached to the monk's deep internal force.

The tall man in black guessed that this was probably the monk who saw that he couldn't stop him, so he used his internal strength and threw the piece of wood in his hand towards him.

When the tall man in black thought like this, his hands and feet were not slow at all, he didn't even have time to take the book, he kicked the ground under his feet, his body deviated, and the piece of wood flew past his clothes, hit the wall, dissolved I don't know how much, and smashed a hole in the wall.

The tall man in black had just dodged the monk's ferocious smash, and when he heard the blows of his fist, he rushed straight towards him, he quickly turned around and slapped two palms at the monk, defusing the attack of the empty monk towards him.

In the blink of an eye, the monk and the tall man in black were fighting together, the black clothes and the yellow monk's robe shook endlessly, and the two of them punched back and forth, jumping left and right, bringing bursts of wind sound.

The internal strength of the emptiness monk is profound, the martial arts are domineering, every punch is issued, every kick is full of strength, the body is as dignified as a mountain, and the moves on the hands and feet are relatively simple, but they are very useful. Although the martial arts of the tall man in black are complex and exquisite, attacking more and receiving less, his whole body is like a smart and light black cloud, circling around the emptiness monk, but he can't hurt the emptiness monk, but he dodges a little slower several times, and is almost hit by the void monk.

And the man in black, who was relatively low-looking, saw that his companion was fighting with the void, not only did he not dare to come forward to help, but retreated obscenely in a corner, squatted down in fear, trembled with fright, and tightly covered his head with his hands.

The empty monk and the tall man in black fought faster and faster, and in the blink of an eye, the two dismantled dozens of moves. The empty monk was fighting with the tall man in black, and found that the right shoulder of the man in black somehow suddenly revealed a gap.

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