Seeing that Xuan Ci was about to retreat to the apse, Huang Rong and the girls glanced at each other and stopped their hands together, pulled back, and said to Hao Lian Tieshu: "General, the other party can't support it for too long, our sisters will go to the side to recover for a while!"

When Duan Yanqing saw the three daughters leaving, he knew that the hidden enemy might be coming out, and he also retreated to the side with the four villains.

In fact, the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is nearly three miles away from the Daxiong Treasure Palace, these Hao Lian Tieshu have already found out before, just now he also saw that although Xuan Ci and the others escaped from the encirclement, they have been poisoned and can't hold on for long, he was looking for a reason to stop the four wicked people and the three women, but he didn't expect them to take the initiative to give up.

You must know that there is not only a single copy of the Buddhist scriptures hidden in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, basically all the martial arts classics in the Shaolin Temple are collected in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and one of the purposes of Hao Lian Tieshu's siege of Shaolin this time is to move all the martial arts secrets of Shaolin to Western Xia, so as to improve the strength of Yipintang, he naturally does not want others to get a piece of the pie.

"Haha! A few people have made great contributions to attacking Shaolin this time, and after returning to China, I must report to the lord of the country and reward all the masters well. Hao Lian Tieshu, who was in a good mood, wrote blank checks indiscriminately, and at the same time led people to chase after Xuan Ci and the others.

There are many houses in Shaolin Temple, and at this time, the Xixia people brought by Hao Lian Tieshu have filled the entire Shaolin, and it is like a vegetable market, and the third girl and Duan Yanqing deliberately avoided the crowd and went around in a big circle towards the apse.

Zhao Tiancheng, who was hiding on top of the meditation room, turned around and walked towards the back of the mountain after seeing that the Xixia people began to release poison. The terrain behind the mountain is steep, and the forest road is steep, but Zhao Tiancheng is like an ape walking quickly through the trees. But a moment has been to the end of the mountain, this place is the highest place of Shaolin Mountain, you can still see the Shaolin Temple Nuo big building, through the telescope to sweep down the mountain, you can see a wooden high-rise next to the stream, the whole view of the Zangjing Pavilion is in full view.

Hao Liantieshu led the people along a bluestone path through a jungle and made a few turns. The eyes were suddenly bright, only the sound of the water could be heard, and a pavilion stood next to the mountain stream. There is a plaque at the head of the building, which reads the words "Tibetan Scripture Pavilion".

At this time, Xuan Ci and the others were already standing in front of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and these two people were standing on both sides with torches, which were the monks of the "Hui" generation who had helped the other young disciples transfer before.

Hao Lian Tieshu waved his hand. The many Western Xia warriors who followed behind him all stopped. Hao Lian Tieshu smiled and glanced at a few monks of the Xuanzi generation who were panting, the "sad and crisp breeze" in their bodies was all resisted by their strong internal force, and the two women of He Duan Yanqing and Huang Rong fought before, and they spent all their strength, and at this time they had already reached the point of running out of oil and lamps.

"Why do the eminent monks do this? Our lord has always admired Shaolin, so I just want to invite you to Western Xia as guests. ”

"Hmph! Although you can defeat Shaolin today, you don't want to take any of the things here! Although there is no us, Shaolin will rise sooner or later. "The martial arts cheats here have already been copied and copied, although it is a pity that the original was destroyed. But it is also better than handing it over to the enemy.

"You are fighting and killing in the Scripture Pavilion, which has simply disturbed this quiet place. How could the people of Western Xia disrupt the rules of the rivers and lakes indiscriminately. An old voice came from inside the Scripture Pavilion.

"Who is pretending to be a ghost, and I haven't come out to see my general!" Nuerhai shouted loudly into the Scripture Pavilion.

"Squeak", the door of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion was slowly pushed open, and an old monk with a broom walked out slowly, the old monk was thin, wearing a green robe, and the breeze blew like a candle in the wind, which was about to be extinguished at any time. The sparse and sparse long beards are all white, slow in movement, and weak in energy, not as if they have martial arts.

Xuan Ci saw that the old monk who came out of the Scripture Pavilion looked indifferent when he faced Hao Lian Tieshu and the others, as if he didn't look at these people in his eyes at all, and he didn't know if it was really a hidden master from outside the world, or if he was already dizzy and couldn't see the situation clearly.

The rest of the monks of the Xuanzi generation all looked at Xuan Ci, to see if Xuan Ci knew the identity of the person, Xuan Ci shook his head slightly, since he became the abbot of Shaolin, he rarely came to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and looked at the other party's dress is obviously a service monk who is doing miscellaneous work, although the service monk is a monk of Shaolin Temple, but only shaved and not apprenticed, did not pass on martial arts, did not practice meditation, and did not list the "Xuan, Hui, Void, and Empty" ranking, in addition to chanting and worshiping the Buddha, only do some fire, farming, sprinkling, cooking, civil engineering rough work. Coupled with the large number of people, even as the abbot of Shaolin, Xuan Ci, can't know everything.

"Donors, let's retreat early!" the old monk didn't raise his eyelids when he spoke, and said slowly while thinking about Hao Lian Tieshu's walk.

"Hehe, hey, if you say retreat, retreat, let those old monks put out the torches immediately, and our general may think about it!" Nu'er Haiyang said proudly.

"Yes, it is indeed very dangerous to set fire in the Pavilion of the Scriptures. After the old monk finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and waved lightly, and the two burning torches were immediately extinguished.

"Don't come here again!" Nu'er Hai saw that the old monk was coming over all the time, and he was about to walk in front of them.

"Why should the donor be afraid? It is better to take refuge in my Buddha, so that you can reduce the killing in your heart, and you can be reborn in bliss after death. The old monk turned a deaf ear to Nu'erhai's words, and still slowly walked towards them.

"Kill him!" Hao Lian Tieshu saw that the torches had been extinguished, and it didn't matter if these monks were alive or not, and with a wave of his hand, the Western Xia warriors behind him rushed forward one after another.

"Amitabha!" The old monk recited the Buddha's name, stretched out his hand and pushed it flatly, and the group of Western Xia warriors who rushed up flew out as if they had hit an invisible wall.

The old monk smiled at the corner of his mouth, his body floated slightly, and immediately appeared behind Hao Lian Tieshu, "General be careful!" There was a reminder behind him.

Hao Lian Tieshu is a person who is not weak, otherwise he would not be the leader of Shangpintang, and he will not look back, his body will be short, and at the same time he will turn around with a punch, if the enemy is in the rear at this time, he will definitely hit the opponent's lower body directly.

"Huh" punched to the vacancy, Hao Lian Tieshu suddenly secretly shouted "bad" in his heart and wanted to retreat immediately, but suddenly a huge force came from his chest, and the whole person flew out as if he was being mounted by a battering ram.

Zhao Tiancheng in the distance frowned lightly when he saw this scene, but the nameless old monk appeared behind Hao Lian Tieshu just now, but when Hao Lian Tieshu swung his fist back, the old monk's body moved strangely to the left, no more, no less, just dodging this punch, and then slapped Hao Lian Tieshu's chest with a fluttering palm.

Everything seems to have been rehearsed in advance, lightly stepped, the old monk's body is like a paper kite, fluttering out of the Xixia people's encirclement, and lifting up Hao Liantieshu who was on the steps of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, although Hao Liantieshu flew out of the powerful side, but it didn't seem to be seriously injured, but his brain was a little groggy, but the steps of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion were broken at this time.

"Donor, let them stop!" the old monk seemed to be talking about a trivial matter.

That Hao Lian Tieshu didn't seem to have any ambition at all, and after listening to the old monk's words, he really shouted, "Stop!"

Those Western Xia warriors suddenly stopped, and looked at Hao Lian Tieshu, they didn't expect the general to be such a person, such a person is despised among the nomads, not to mention that his family is also in the capital of Western Xia, if Hao Lian Tieshu surrenders, not only him but also his family will be affected.

"What are you looking at, don't surrender quickly!" Hao Lian Tieshu saw that his men hesitated, so he had to shout loudly.

Seeing the current situation, Nuerhai immediately shouted loudly: "Don't listen to him, the general must be controlled by someone, and we ......" Before he finished speaking, the whole person exploded into a cloud of blood mist with a "bang".

When the rest of the Western Xia warriors saw this situation, they shouted and began to run away, regardless of what happened to Hao Lian Tieshu.

The old monk looked at the place where Nu Erhai died, and gently recited the Buddha's name, "Let's go back!" and ordered Xuan Ci and the others, the old monk slowly walked towards the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and before entering, he suddenly turned around and glanced at Zhao Tiancheng's location, shook his head suspiciously, and then ordered: "Let people clean up!" and walked into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

At this time, Xuan Ci and the others were still in shock, and they did not ease their senses, "Zong ...... Grandmaster!" Xuan Lin stammered.

"Yes! It's indeed a grandmaster!" Xuan Ci said affirmatively, but at the same time there was a burst of joy in his heart, you must know that he really hasn't heard of this world's grandmaster-level master, he didn't expect that there was one among them in Shaolin, who would dare to spread wild in Shaolin in the future, although this grandmaster didn't seem to want to associate with them, but as long as he was still in the Zangjing Pavilion, it was impossible for Shaolin not to appear once it was in trouble.

"Quick! Let people clean up this place immediately! Everyone immediately recover their internal strength!" Xuan Ci and the others instructed the monks of the "Hui" generation to find the monks who left, and several of them began to recover their internal strength in the same place, there is a grandmaster here, it can be said that there is no safer place than here.

At this time, Zhao Tiancheng, who was standing on the top of the mountain behind Shaomu Mountain, slowly put down the telescope, he didn't expect that the old monk would still feel it at such a distance, "It seems that when it comes to the grandmaster, people's sixth sense should be infinitely increased!" He dared to be sure that the old monk would not see him, it was far away from the Scripture Pavilion, and his figure was hidden between the branches, not to mention the distance of more than ten miles, even if it was a hundred meters, it might not be seen. (To be continued......)