At the foot of the mountain, a person looked at the martial arts celebrities who were leaving quickly, and showed a faint smile. He was tall, dressed in white, with a high nose and deep eyes, a brown and yellow face, and a heroic spirit, and his eyes were like swords and sharp eyes.

This person is none other than Ouyang Feng, the Western Poison who has used the strategy of diverting the tiger from the mountain.

Ouyang Feng acted arrogantly, but he was not stupid, he had a lesson in Huashan, so naturally he would not break the door openly. This Shaolin has been inherited for hundreds of years, and who knows if there are unknown masters in it.

In a flash, Ouyang Feng climbed up from the steep cliff, avoided the people in front of the mountain, and unconsciously drilled into the Shaolin Temple. His first goal was the Pavilion of the Scriptures.

Ouyang Feng was not familiar with Shaolin, but for this operation, he had been exploring for a long time, and he had already memorized the map of Shaolin in his mind.

After a while, he saw a three-story attic standing in front of him, which was the Shaolin Scripture Pavilion.

With a movement under his feet, Ouyang Feng hid to the side, and looked at the monk sweeping the floor in the courtyard with a faint gaze. The monk looked to be in his forties, with steady steps, dancing a broom, and quite regular, as if he was not sweeping the floor, but playing kung fu.

Ouyang Feng frowned and looked at it for a long time, secretly surprised, this place is worthy of being an important place in Shaolin Temple, and a monk who sweeps the floor has such a cultivation.

In front of Shaolin, everyone had already sat down and discussed things about Ouyang Feng. Yang Kang was also quite curious, and asked Bai Xiaosheng, "Master, has Ouyang Feng really advanced to the innate realm?"

Bai Xiaosheng nodded and said, "It should be so." Otherwise, he wouldn't have been so bold and dared to make trouble with the Huashan faction. He glanced at Yang Kang with a smile and said, "Don't worry, although Ouyang Feng is advanced and congenital, he still doesn't dare to come to trouble as a teacher." You kid, don't think too much, just learn martial arts hard. If you are also advanced to innate, naturally you don't need to be afraid of him. ”

Yang Kang sneered, he still remembered the days when he and Ning Caichen were chased by Ouyang Feng, it was definitely the most dangerous time he had ever experienced. In his heart, he was also a little afraid of Ouyang Feng.

"Master. How is the disciple's martial arts now?" Yang Kang couldn't help but ask again.

Bai Xiaosheng said: "It's okay." With your current cultivation, you are not weaker than the five absolute ones back then. However, the road of martial arts is not easy to walk, if you want to advance to the innate level, it is still very early. I thought it was a teacher. There is no ten years of hard work. You don't have to think about it. ”

"Ten years ......," Yang Kang muttered. Quite unwillingly: "Master, isn't there a way to hurry up?"

Bai Xiaosheng frowned, his eyes shining brightly. Revealing a sense of majesty, Yang Kang was full of amazement, and sneered: "Master, I'm just asking, asking......" Bai Xiaosheng snorted dissatisfiedly, and said: "Kang'er, you are extremely talented, and your cultivation has made rapid progress, and there are very few people in the rivers and lakes who can compare with you today." As long as you keep working hard, under the support of the teacher, it is inevitable to enter the innate world, and you must not get into his heart. ”

"Yes, the disciple knows. Yang Kang was a little weak.

Bai Xiaosheng shook his head, but he didn't say much, for Yang Kang, he still didn't sharpen much, and his understanding of martial arts was still not good. However, it may really be possible to speed up the speed of entering the innate realm...... Bai Xiaosheng thought of the people in the wind and clouds, Nie Feng, Bu Jingyun, Broken Waves, Jian Chen and others, but they were all young and became good hands in the innate realm.

They can, and so can Yang Kang.

It's just that what is the reason why the two worlds are so far apart?

No, no, Bai Xiaosheng has also seen the exercises of that world, but they are not weak, but he didn't expect such a point. But in terms of force, that world is indeed a little unimaginable.

"Could it be that it is really the relationship between the amount of energy of heaven and earth?" Bai Xiaosheng scratched his head secretly, because he couldn't feel it. No, now he has some feelings, if he enters the Fengyun World again, he can completely rely on the cultivation technique left by Xiao Feng to feel it.

Just when all kinds of conjectures popped up in Bai Xiaosheng's mind, Ouyang Feng had already entered the Scripture Pavilion. This place used to be the holy place of Shaolin, any monk can come here to read the scriptures, but a series of things have happened to steal the martial arts, making this holy place a forbidden place, and people are generally not allowed to enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion privately. In today's Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, except for the monks who guard and clean, there are no other Shaolin disciples at all.

Ouyang Feng walked cautiously among the bookshelves on the first floor, his eyes scanning the books on them. It's a pity that this floor is just an ordinary scripture, and Ouyang Feng will not be interested in reading it.

With a slight movement, he silently walked up the stairs, and the two guarding monks came into view. Ouyang Feng's eyes sank, and he made a move, but the two monks didn't make a sound, and they were pointed to the ground by Ouyang Feng, not knowing whether they were dead or alive.

He smiled and quickly looked at it on the second floor, there are a lot of martial arts books here, and there are many anecdotes about the rivers and lakes, but unfortunately the collection of books here is not the martial arts of Shaolin, but the martial arts of the world, which is the inheritance of Shaolin Temple for many years.

Ouyang Feng flipped through it and threw it down, he also read those books that recorded martial arts anecdotes, but these are all things that are not big or small, and the really useful history is not here.

He went up to the third floor again, knocked down the guards on the third floor in the same way, and looked through the scriptures on this floor.

The third layer is where the essence of Shaolin lies, seventy-two stunts are all here, and there are all kinds of Buddhist scriptures corresponding to them, Ouyang Feng who saw it was amazed, worthy of being Shaolin Temple, such as martial arts, it is really unimaginable.

Shaolin seventy-two stunts, none of them are full of power, worthy of the name of mastery, it is not the top, but also first-class. You look at the other sects in the rivers and lakes, and a few of them can have so many stunts, and his White Camel Mountain is just a toad skill, but Shaolin, there are seventy-two stunts, which is still less, and those other kung fu are not bad.

It's just that there are so many Shaolin stunts, what should I do?

Steal them, that won't provoke Shaolin to chase and kill himself all over the world, and if he steals the original scriptures, other sects will definitely covet these scriptures, and then the rivers and lakes will be big, but there will really be no place for him Ouyang Feng to live, that is, he is the innate realm, and he does not dare to go against the whole world.

Leave it alone?

Ouyang Feng was unwilling.

In a hurry, Ouyang Feng said to himself: "Shaolin takes the Pulp Washing Sutra and the Yijin Sutra as the most treasures, why haven't you seen these two scriptures?"

"Isn't it here?"

Ouyang Feng put a book of cheats in his hand and frowned and muttered to himself. He walked briskly to the next bookshelf and looked through the books. There are so many classics here, and he can't finish them in a few days, Ouyang Feng has a big heart, and wants to take all of them for himself, but this kind of thing of looking for death, he is not stupid, how can he do it?

Although his toad skills are beneficial and harmful, they are full of dangers compared to this kind of martial arts, which is why he does not pass on Ouyang Ke's toad skills.

After reading it for a long time, Ouyang Feng kicked into his arms with three volumes of books, one volume of King Kong is not bad for divine skills, one volume of arhat divine skills, and one volume of mind and spirit mixed yuan skills. These three volumes all focus on internal strength, Ouyang Feng is rough, and feels that many of the things in them are quite reasonable, and they are of some use to themselves, and they can also be passed on to Ouyang Ke, which is very suitable.

He climbed through the window and leaped straight from behind. The mountain behind this Shaolin Temple is quite steep, and there are many stone towers, which do not follow the main road, and it is easy to get lost. Ouyang Feng walked all the way, stopped abruptly, and looked ahead with solemn eyes.

There, three old monks sat cross-legged on a stone platform, and there was silence here, without a single human voice.

"Amitabha! The donor stole into Shaolin, what is the so-called matter?" The three old monks, one of them opened his eyes and looked at Ouyang Feng calmly.

Ouyang Feng's whole body was tense, and his heart was shaken, this old monk had calm and waveless eyes. He inhaled secretly, calmed his mind, and Lang Lang said: "It is rumored that Shaolin is also a treasure of martial arts, so I will naturally take a look at the Shaolin collection." ”

"Amitabha!" The old monk shook his head and said with pity: "The donor's martial arts cultivation is amazing, you should be good at cultivating your mind, how can you have such a big anger? Donor, if you continue like this, you will definitely play with fire and burn yourself!"

"Old monk, don't talk nonsense, with you Shaolin, you can't keep me Ouyang Feng. Ouyang Feng took a step forward, his voice getting higher and higher, faintly with the sound of metal biting, piercing and heart-wrenching.

The other two old monks opened their eyes at the same time, and the three monks looked at Ouyang Feng in unison, their eyes were calm and calm, but they were extremely depressed, quite weird.

Ouyang Feng's face was solemn, the snake staff in his hand tightened, and it smashed into the ground with a bang, lifting off three pieces of earth and stones, and shooting away. A monk's hand shook, and the long black whip stirred, and the earth and stones jumped, leaving only smoke and dust floating into the void.

"Master Ouyang is so famous, and the three poor monks are not talented, so they will learn it. Another old monk spoke, and the long whip in his hand turned, stretched straight, and stabbed Ouyang Feng's door.

Ouyang Feng smiled, the snake staff was raised, and he was caught by the long whip, he pulled hard, and the huge force made the old monk's body lean forward instantly. The first old monk looked at this, sighed lightly, his hand also shook, and a black whip stabbed at Ouyang Feng from the other side.

Ouyang Feng's body stood up, and he used force in his hands, but he didn't prevent the third black whip from shooting over. The three long whips were like living dragons in the hands of the three old monks, very dexterous and tacitly cooperative, and every time they were touched and left, making Ouyang Feng unable to exert his strength. He let out a low roar, his body was vertical, he pressed down from the sky, and his left palm swung a huge force, pressing on an old monk.

The old monk didn't move, just flicked the long whip and faced the difficulties, and the other two old monks seemed to have a good heart, and they flicked the long whip in their hands and rolled towards Ouyang Feng.

Ouyang Feng's body reversed, and the strength emitted was like a protective body cover, firmly protecting his body, but the strength of the fight was also weak, but the three long whips snapped on Ouyang Feng's protective body, making three soft sounds, and Ouyang Feng's body was shocked, and he flew into the air.

He fell to the ground far away, and looked at the three old monks with an extremely solemn face, these three old guys, what a good formation......!