"Go!"

With Xiao Long's low snort, the sword in his hand had already flown out of his hand in an instant, and almost instantly it completely differentiated into countless sharp and incomparable sword lights, almost completely enveloping the group of monks in front of him without the slightest loss.

"Sword Light Differentiation!"

This is a variation of the sword arts, which can instantly transform the sword in his hand into countless shining and incomparable sword lights, almost like a storm, making people have no room to fight back.

Originally, these monks didn't expect that the companion behind them would suddenly attack them, and Xiaolong's methods were not only without warning before, but also fast and ruthless, so that these monks had no room to fight back at all, and they were completely hit almost at the moment when they felt that something was wrong, and they didn't even have time to scream loudly.

Fortunately, Xiaolong didn't kill in the end, but only controlled the sword light to temporarily defeat the energy points in the bodies of these monks, so that although the other party fell down without snorting, he only fainted, and did not hurt his life.

And Xiaolong didn't hesitate at all after taking care of these monks, only to see that he immediately unfolded his body and bypassed the dense security measures around him in a few flashes, and then finally came to the door of the main hall of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Seeing the majestic hall standing in front of him like a giant, and the closed door was completely open like the bloody mouth of a desolate monster, it made people feel incomparably small in front of it. I couldn't help but feel a little fear.

However, Xiaolong didn't have any time to remember these at this time, and saw that after he stood slightly at the door of this hall for a moment, he didn't hesitate at all, and he had already pushed open the door of the Scripture Pavilion and broke in.

Perhaps the Shaolin monks are extremely confident in the defense of the temple, thinking that under the defense that is almost like the tiger's den in Longtan, no one can easily break into the core position of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, or perhaps this Tibetan Scripture Pavilion has always been the holy place in the hearts of the monks in the Shaolin Temple, and there is no room for the slightest desecration, in short, there is no modern security measures in this hall, and even a monk on duty at night can not see half of it.

I saw that it was displayed in front of Xiaolong at this time. It was all rows of wooden bookcases. It was densely packed with the entire hall, and the height of several of them made people can't help but faintly produce a trace of admiration in their hearts, under the green lights like beans. But it is full of antique.

Although I admired in my heart this sacred place of inheritance that has not changed for thousands of years. But Xiaolong completely recovered in an instant. Then he unfolded his body and began to rummage through it.

With Xiaolong's current cultivation, even the number of books in this Scripture Pavilion is almost incalculable, and ordinary people may not be able to read them thoroughly with the strength of their entire lives. But this did not bother Xiaolong at all, I saw that he was familiar with the way according to the order of the bookcase began to rummage, and the speed of his flipping through was also extremely fast, almost it took less than a few seconds to swallow the date has been swallowed roughly understand the meaning of the scroll in his hand, after knowing that it is not the book he is looking for in his heart, he immediately put it back in place, and then looked through it again.

After all, with Xiaolong's current cultivation, although the collection of books in it is vast, it can be said that all kinds of precious Buddhist scriptures account for the majority, and Xiaolong, who is bent on finding martial arts classics, of course, completely abandons it, as for the rest of the martial arts classics, he can roughly understand the meaning after almost just a cursory glance, so the speed is much faster than other monks who look at the classics here.

However, just as Xiaolong was looking at this extremely complicated number of books, for some reason, he suddenly felt a slight movement in his heart. Although when looking at the classics, Xiaolong did not relax his investigation of the surrounding movements, almost even if the wind and grass could not hide his perception, and until this time Xiaolong did not notice anything wrong, but a trace of subconscious wrongness made him can't help but raise his head, but when he saw the scene in front of him, it made Xiaolong almost scream, and his face was full of dumbfounded looks.

I saw that at this time, not far from my side, I don't know when there was a monk who looked very old, I saw that although his monk robe was extremely old, but it was very neat, and he was holding a thick broom in his hand, which was gently sweeping.

You must know that with Xiaolong's cultivation at this time, coupled with his perception skills that can almost be said to be against the sky, almost no one can break into his side without being noticed, but seeing that although the old monk next to him does not look very unexpected, he can actually bully himself to his side without being noticed by himself, obviously this guy's cultivation has reached the point of earth-shattering, and even compared to Xiaolong himself, he may not be inferior.

However, although he was very surprised by the inexplicable appearance of this old monk in his heart, Xiaolong could also see that the other party did not have any malice towards him, and immediately saw that he immediately put a Buddhist scripture in his hand in its place, and then made a deep mockery at the other party, and then spoke.

"Late at night, Xiaolong disturbed your Qing cultivation, just because the situation is urgent, I hope the master will not blame it!"

Listening to Xiaolong's words, the old monk didn't seem to have discovered the existence of the other party until this time, and when he turned his head slightly to look at Xiaolong, he then stopped cleaning and replied to Xiaolong.

"The little benefactor came to my scripture pavilion late at night uninvited, but for the sake of the martial arts classics in my temple?"

Although the tone of the sentence was very bland, it was to the point, so that Xiaolong didn't know how to answer for a while, but in the midst of his thoughts, Xiaolong suddenly made a decision, and he couldn't help but answer after gritting his teeth slightly in secret.

"I have a friend who was lucky enough to save his life because of all the difficulties of his body, but now he still hasn't completely gotten rid of the torture of the hidden danger in his heart, so this time I took the liberty of coming here to save my friend's life!"

Having said this, Xiaolong simply stopped hiding it, even if he told everything that Zhu Xiaotian had experienced, and after these were completely said, Rao is old monk was also a person who was too old and had deep cultivation, but he still couldn't help frowning slightly, and then folded his hands and gently recited the Buddha's name.

"I didn't expect that the benefactor's friend would suffer such a painful torture, it's really sad and lamentable! And my Buddha is compassionate and pays attention to the purification of sentient beings, although this Laoshizi martial arts method has been passed down for thousands of years, but there is no pity, if you can save the life of the donor's friend, it is undoubtedly a great merit!"

The old monk said softly with a slight sigh, and his tone was full of compassion, which made people sigh when they heard it.

It's just that Xiaolong didn't have the slightest emotion for what the other party said, I saw that he was quietly listening to the other party's words without saying a word, and sure enough, after saying this, I saw that the old monk continued to say in a changed tone.

"It's just that the old man has been a sweeping monk in this Tibetan Scripture Pavilion for more than a hundred years, although he has seen the donor enter this Tibetan Scripture Pavilion as if he has entered a no-man's land, he must be extremely profound in his cultivation, and he has never killed the monks and soldiers in my temple, and he also has a compassionate heart when he thinks about it, but he is limited by the rules of the door, even if he humiliates himself, I am afraid that he will have to learn the donor's high tricks!"

After saying a few words, Rao is Xiaolong was ready in his heart, but he still couldn't help but be secretly taken aback in his heart, what he did outside the main hall was already very secret, but he still didn't hide from the other party's eyes, which made Xiaolong's heart can't help but have a trace of ripples.

"Let's take it!"

And at this moment, with the old monk's soft drink, I saw that the old broom in his hand was swept lightly, but a huge spiral suction force was generated out of thin air, and the little dragon was completely engulfed in it in an instant.

Almost at the moment when there were ripples in Xiaolong's heart and the cracks appeared in his heart, Xiaolong immediately felt that something was wrong, and sure enough, in an instant, he felt a great suction force completely enveloping the whole body, but it made Xiaolong have a feeling that his body and mind were going to be crumbling, and it could be seen that although this sweeping momentum seemed simple, in addition to containing incomparably powerful power, it also contained a powerful spiritual blow, making Xiaolong's mental defense have a tendency to completely collapse in an instant.

And the most bizarre thing is that although Xiaolong felt that the surroundings of his body were almost like a hurricane crossing at this time, and even his mind was about to be completely lost, but the surroundings were still peaceful, and even the classic books closest to Xiaolong were intact, and even the title page did not tremble in the slightest, which shows that this old monk's grasp of his own strength has almost reached the point of being extremely delicate and perverted, and he can completely control the scope of his own strength almost at will.

"Not good!"

Almost in an instant, Xiaolong expected a trace of something wrong, but helplessly the master was fighting for the opportunity, as the so-called wrong step and wrong step, since the opportunity has been lost, then even if it is desperately recovered, it may be useless, and at this time, when Xiaolong wanted to make a move in an instant, he did not expect that a strange scene suddenly appeared in front of him that he had never imagined. (To be continued......)