A few people went straight up the mountain road, turned halfway up the mountain, and after walking for a long time, they saw several monks approaching them.

Mu Wanqing just wanted to say something, but suddenly remembered that Wang Lie said that they were not allowed to speak, and hurriedly covered her mouth with her hand.

I saw that the Shaolin monks obviously saw them and walked straight towards them, Mu Wanqing was thinking about how to ridicule Wang Lie afterwards.

What she didn't see was a flash of light in Wang Lie's eyes, and the monks were about to ask about it, but their expressions suddenly stiffened, and their raised hands were also lowered, as if they couldn't see them, and walked towards the front woodenly.

Mu Wanqing, Ah Zhu and Zhong Ling, including Boss Wu, all had big mouths, and their eyes were about to fall to the ground in surprise.

"What's going on?" several people shouted at the same time, if they hadn't remembered that Wang Lie had not allowed them to speak, they would have asked them.

Wang Lie shook the paper fan, triumphant, after absorbing Fang Mu's internal force, although his realm still did not break through, but his skill increased a little more, and the use of the "Soul Dafa" was more handy, dealing with these Shaolin monks who were not third-rate martial arts, they had no power to resist.

Of course, Wang Lie knew the surprise and confusion of the people behind him, but he didn't intend to explain, and continued to walk towards the Shaolin Temple with a smile.

Wang Lie is familiar with the path in the Shaolin Temple, he took a few people straight to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and went, the route was relatively safe, a monk of the Xuanzi generation did not encounter it, the "Soul Dementor Dafa" is not omnipotent after all, those Xuanzi monks may not be very good at martial arts, but after many years of practicing Buddhism, the willpower may be outstanding, in case the "Soul Dementor Dafa" fails, but it will be a shame in front of the juniors, Wang Lie will naturally not allow this to happen. With his martial arts, it is easy to avoid those Xuanzi monks.

A few people walked a few miles like no man's land, and then went further is the world-famous Shaolin Temple Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, Azhu was not able to enter here last time he mixed into the Shaolin Temple, but he didn't expect to come here so arrogantly this time.

The Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is a forbidden place in Shaolin Temple. Except for the monks guarding the pavilion here, ordinary monks rarely come here on weekdays, and they are not afraid of being bumped into them.

Wang Lie's body flickered, and he had already entered the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and pointed at the acupoint of the dead monk guarding the pavilion, in his perception, there was no one else here, and there was no sweeping monk as he thought.

"Come in, all of you. Wang Lie frowned and said, "There is no one around here. You can talk. ”

"Brother Wang, how did you do it? Why do those monks really seem to not see us?" Mu Wanqing asked as soon as she heard that she could speak, her voice crisp and neat.

"This is the Great Law of Soul Dementoring, which can affect people's minds in a short period of time. Wang Lie said, his true qi was running, and he listened carefully to the surrounding movements again, confirming that there was no one else in the Scripture Pavilion.

"Isn't the sweeping monk here?" or can he hide my hearing?" muttered Wang Lie. He has profound skills, ears and eyes. The sound of ants crawling within ten zhang can't hide from him, if there is someone in the scripture pavilion, he can't not find it, I think it's the sweeping monk who happened to be not there at this time.

"Master, what are you talking about?" asked Xiao Feng.

"Nothing, since it's here. You can't go home empty-handed, so look around. Wang Lie waved his hand and said.

Mu Wanqing and Zhong Ling didn't think there was anything, Ah Zhu was just taken aback, but Boss Wu was ecstatic, the Shaolin Temple Scripture Pavilion was a treasure trove of martial arts. He didn't expect such a good thing to fall on his head.

confessed to Wang Lie, and Boss Wu couldn't wait to get into the bookshelf and look for martial arts cheats.

Mu Wanqing and Zhong Ling didn't move, they were not interested in the monk's things, Azhu thought about it, but she didn't move, and it was useless for her to steal the martial arts of Shaolin Temple now.

"Come out and see me!" Wang Lie didn't mind that Boss Wu stole some Shaolin stunts, Boss Wu's level would not bring much harm to the Shaolin Temple, he walked to the door of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion with his back hand, and carried the "Voice Searching Soul Dafa", and the sound was pervasive and scattered.

Originally, he didn't want to alarm the other people in Shaolin Temple, but after seeing the sweeping monk, he planned to wait quietly for Xiao Yuanshan and Xiao Feng to arrive, but since the sweeping monk was not here, he forced him out.

Wang Lie is now not sure whether the sweeping monk is Lingjing or not, and there is no title in the transmission, if the sweeping monk is really him, he will definitely come out when he hears his own voice.

"Enemy attack!" The sweeping monk did not appear, there were already Shaolin monks coming, and when he saw a stranger standing at the door of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, the monk who arrived first shouted.

Wang Lie did not stop the monk from calling people, since he opened his mouth, he wanted to attract people.

He just stood there waiting for someone to come, but Ah Zhu, Mu Wanqing and Zhong Ling stood behind him nervously, they were now facing the entire Shaolin Temple, in case of a real fight, the three of them would not be enough to plug their teeth

Boss Wu doesn't care so much, maybe there is only one chance to come to the Shaolin Temple Scripture Pavilion in this life, he is busy looking for martial arts cheats that suit him, as for whether he can get out alive, he is not worried at all, can it be more difficult to go out than to come in?

It didn't take long for an old monk in a red robe to walk in, and he was followed by several monks in robes, presumably all of whom were from the Xuanzi generation, but he didn't see the Xuanyan, presumably because his injuries had not healed, and it was inconvenient to show up on this obviously enemy occasion.

"Amitabha, who is the benefactor, and why did you trespass into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of this temple?" said the abbot Xuanci, who was wearing a big red robe.

"Are all the people here?" you still haven't come out?" Wang Lie snorted coldly, although the voice was not loud, but even the people who were farthest away from him could hear it clearly, and even people in every corner of the Shaolin Temple could hear it clearly, those high-ranking monks of the Xuanzi generation were shocked, and they were far from being able to achieve such skills.

"Abbot, this Wang Daxia is the ancestor of Doctor Xue. Xuzhu suddenly said, Originally, he was a low-level disciple who had no chance to speak on this occasion, but when he came in, he happened to be squeezed not far from the abbot of Xuanci, and the ghost made such a sentence come out of nowhere.

"Divine Doctor Xue's uncle and ancestor?" Abbot Xuan Ci was shocked, Xue Muhua, the enemy of the king of Hades, was not an ordinary person, and his identity was no worse than himself, his uncle and ancestor, this generation alone could scare people to death.

"Who is the benefactor? If you don't explain your intentions, please forgive me for being rude. Abbot Xuanci said, even if it is Xue Muhua's uncle, it is not possible to trespass into the Shaolin Scripture Pavilion.

"Don't come out, are you trying to force me to kill your disciples?" Wang Lie ignored Xuan Ci and snorted coldly into the air.

"Why do you bother? What is the difference between seeing and not seeing? An old voice came from a distance, and the voice flickered left and right, making it difficult to distinguish the direction from which it came.

Xuan Ci was surprised, it's really strange that there are many things every year, especially this year, and he has never heard this sound, there is still this person in Shaolin Temple?

"Pretending to be a ghost, Lingjing, you don't want to see me so much?" Wang Lie said, as soon as the man spoke, he could already confirm that the so-called sweeping monk was Lingjing.

"Lingjing has long passed away, and Lao Wei is just an unknown minister. The old voice continued, already erratic.

"Don't fight with me, I don't care about the things back then, what kind of garlic do you pretend, come out!" Wang Lie said angrily, "If you don't come out again, I will demolish your Shaolin Temple!"

"Alas-" sighed, and after a long time, a thin monk in a green robe walked in from outside the door with a broom, this monk was quite old, and his sparse few long beards were already completely white, and he had no strength in his strength, and he did not look like he had martial arts, and he seemed to walk very slowly, but he stepped over a long distance. After counting the breath, I saw that I had come to the middle of Wang Lie and the people of Shaolin Temple.

"I've seen the abbot. He first said to Abbot Xuanci, and then turned back to face Wang Lie.

"Brother Wang, long time no see. He said in a deep voice.

"Lingjing, Lingjing, it's really you, if I don't force you, do you plan to see me again in this life. Wang Lie stared at the old monk and said.

"The sins of this life are hard to atone, so why should we see each other? The sweeping monk, that is, Lingjing, said slowly.

"! Lao Tzu doesn't blame you, I came to see you in person, and you still avoided me!" Wang Lie said swear words for the first time in his life, and said angrily.

Lingjing was obviously stunned, it was the first time he had seen Wang Lie's side, Wang Lie in the past was calm and breezy no matter what, and he didn't lose his demeanor even when he was blind, this would even be Lao Tzu's exit, which shows that he is really angry.

Mu Wanqing and Zhong Ling didn't think anything of it, they still felt very interesting, and secretly covered their mouths and smiled.

"Brother Wang—" Lingjing said stunned.

"Don't talk nonsense, I didn't let you speak, let me ask you, how can you be a congenital master, how can you grow old like this, who is the person who hurt you? Lingmen has practiced the Yijin Sutra, how can he die? You tell me one by one!" Wang Lie waved his hand and said. (To be continued......)

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