Qiu Qianren had no idea that something was suddenly missing from his body.
This is the power of Greedy Hand. Even if it is used in front of an extremely skilled person, no trace will be revealed.
It's just a matter of success or failure.
So after Qiu Qianren explained the matter, he went straight back to the hall without noticing.
As the second-largest villain in The Condor Shooting, of course he has other things to plan...
On Jiangyang's side, under the leadership of Mo Nihai, he immediately rode straight towards Shaoshi Mountain without any pause.
Mo Nihai has a special status in the Iron Palm Clan's scout hall. Because he started early and is shrewd and capable, he is highly valued by Qiu Qianren.
On the way, Mo Nihai told He Laoba and Jiang Yang his preliminary plan.
Jiang Yang didn't have time to check the things stolen from Qiu Qianren, and was winking at He Laoba.
Mo Nihai's rough voice came: "He Laoba, Jiang Yang, you are also capable men of our scout hall. I wonder what your plans are for the mission assigned by the gang leader this time?"
This guy is neither tall nor short, and has a gentle face. Just based on his appearance, there is no way to think of him as a bad person.
"No objection, just follow senior brother's orders."
He Laoba rode on his horse, followed closely behind Mo Nihai, and replied respectfully.
"Yes, follow the arrangements of Senior Brother."
Jiang Yang also expressed support.
When Jiang Yang heard that he was going to the Shaolin Temple to steal scriptures, he originally wanted to retreat and run away midway.
But He Laoba secretly told Jiang Yang that Zhang Qiang was a monk in the Shaolin Temple, so he could coordinate inside and outside.
He Laoba said that he and several gang members went to Shaolin Temple to inquire about it before.
It was also at that time that He Laoba learned that Zhang Qiang was in the Shaolin Temple.
Therefore, Lao Ba believes that there is a high chance of success in stealing the scriptures this time.
After He Laoba entered the world of Condor Shooting, the main mission he received was to join the Jianghu gang to learn two martial arts and complete five gang tasks.
He thought that Jiang Yang was just like him, and the main mission was just martial arts training and simple tasks.
So He Laoba tried his best to persuade Jiang Yang to go to Shaolin together on the way. He could read minds and had already seen through Jiang Yang's intention to escape.
While Mo Nihai wasn't paying attention, He Laoba kept winking at Jiang Yang on the road.
Of course Jiang Yang understood what He Laoba meant.
However, he still needs to think carefully before making a decision.
Although Shaolin Temple is known as the master of martial arts, in the world of vulture shooting, it has almost no sense of existence.
Even in the world of divine sculptures after the Shooting Condor, there is almost no trace of the Shaolin Temple.
Only at the end of The Condor did the plot between Shaolin Master Jueyuan and Zhang Junbao begin to appear.
"Master Jueyuan, Zhang Junbao?"
Jiang Yang's eyes suddenly lit up.
"Isn't the Nine Yang Manual discovered by Master Jue Yuan from some scripture?"
Moreover, Huo Gong Tutuo also discovered martial arts secrets from a Shaolin scripture.
Although there is a gap of more than a hundred years between the world of Condor Shooting and the subsequent world of Yitian Slaying Dragon, one thing will not change.
That is, Shaolin Temple does exist.
Moreover, it is not even an exaggeration to say that it is a hidden and excellent place to learn peerless martial arts secrets!
The Yi Jin Jing, Nine Yang Magic, Seventy-two Special Skills, etc. all come from Shaolin.
Consider the two tasks I took on.
A greedy smile appeared on Jiang Yang's face unconsciously.
You can definitely get there first!
Huo Gong Tu Tuo.
Master Jue Yuan, right?
It doesn't exist at all.
Get the scriptures first and then talk!
…
The three of them had their own thoughts and were galloping all the way.
The next morning, we finally arrived at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain.
Mo Nihai's plan was to sneak into the Shaolin Temple in disguise and then find an opportunity to steal the scriptures.
So the three of them now changed their makeup to look like Tantric Lamas from the Western Regions, led by Mo Nihai, and walked straight to the Shaolin Temple.
"Remember your current pseudonyms, and try to speak as little as possible for a while to avoid exposing any flaws!"
On the way, Mo Nihai warned carefully.
"I will deal with those eminent monks and bald donkeys!"
Mo Nihai said this with great confidence, because he himself is indeed from the Western Region.
He also has some research on Buddhist scriptures, so he is more than confident enough to deal with these monks.
It took about half an hour.
Finally, a large ancient temple appeared in front of us.
The plaque reads "Shaolin Temple".
On the left and right sides, there are several Buddha statues.
Some of the red cloth strips hanging on the Buddha statues have fallen off, but the true appearance of these Buddha statues can still be clearly identified.
The body shape and gestures of the Buddha statues are similar to those of modern Buddhism, and there is also a smile on the face of these Buddha statues.
This kind of smile makes people feel kind of friendly.
"This is Shaolin Temple?"
"It seems a little different? There are even Buddha statues at the door."
Jiang Yang murmured in his heart.
"Yeah, I don't feel right either."
"It seems like someone is reciting the Great Powerful Heavenly Dragon Mantra, and I feel extremely uncomfortable."
Uncle Chen suddenly spoke up.
At the same time, the scroll in Jiang Yang's arms also began to move.
It shook a few times.
"Uncle Thirteen, what's going on with you?"
Jiang Yang asked in his heart.
"I don't know yet. Anyway, I can't speak, let alone breathe."
"You know, technically I am also a ghost. The solemnity of Buddhism here is not good for me..."
"So, you'd better take care of yourself, I can't help you here."
After finishing speaking, Uncle Chen made no move.
Jiang Yang was about to ask Liu Ruyan what was going on.
At this time.
A group of people came out of the temple.
This group of people were dressed simply, and they looked like monks who had practiced hard for many years.
The first few people, all wearing yellow brocade cassocks, were none other than the abbot of Shaolin, Master Xuan Hai, and the chief elders of each dean.
Disciples from Zhiketing at the foot of the mountain came to report.
There are eminent monks from the Western Regions who pay homage to the mountain.
That's why Abbot Xuanhai was so solemn.
"Amitabha, the Dharma Master has come from afar. I am rude and disrespectful to meet you from afar."
Mo Ni, Hai, Jiang Yang and the other two people hurriedly returned the gift.
"Master Abbot, three brothers and I are passing by your temple and want to stay for a few days. Is it convenient for us?"
After a brief introduction, the head of the Bodhidharma Temple led Monihai towards the temple.
Sudden.
Abbot Xuanhai frowned and shouted: "Wait a minute!"
"I wonder if Master Abbot has any other instructions?" Mo Nihai turned around and asked.
"You are not Tantric monks!"
"In the past, I had contact with Tantric Buddhism, but you are secular people."
After Xuan Hai finished speaking, he immediately took action first.
"Kasaya's demon-conquering skill?"
Mo Nihai was stunned and quickly retreated.
Unfortunately, in front of Xuan Hai, he had no time to react.
Just heard a pop.
The cassock was like a wave of exhaust hitting the belly of Mo Nihai directly.
Mo Nihai raised his hand and was instantly knocked back.
"Humph, it turns out they are from the Iron Palm Gang!"
Xuan Hai took back his cassock and said coldly.
"Walk!"
Seeing that his identity was exposed, Mo Nihai quickly made a gesture.
He Laoba panicked and ran away.
Jiang Yang, who was following him, was also shocked. The old monk was so powerful. He showed himself before he even entered the door and even stole some scriptures.
Run away quickly!
However.
Things did not go as smoothly as Jiang Yang thought.
Mo Nihai was entangled in the head of Bodhidharma Academy and couldn't take care of himself.
Jiang Yang and He Laoba only ran a few meters before they were surrounded by a dozen monks.
"Damn it, let's fight!"
Jiang Yang was about to take out Tang Dao.
There was a sudden heavy weight behind me.
He fell immediately.
Unfortunately, there is a slope on the ground.
Jiang Yang couldn't control his body shape and rolled down directly.
"ah--"
It felt like something had stabbed his whole body a few times, and then Jiang Yang fell unconscious and fainted.
When Jiang Yang woke up from a daze, he found himself in a dark room.
And there was a person lying on top of him.
The man lowered his head and seemed to be groping for something.
Jiang Yang felt something sucking on him.
"Strange? What's going on?"
"I don't think I have any clothes on?"
Jiang Yang's forehead moved slightly.
"Donor, you're awake."
Jiang Yang wondered, it was Abbot Xuanhai's voice.
I was about to turn over to see clearly.
The abbot spoke again.
"Donor, don't move yet. As for you, you were stabbed by a poisonous thorn outside just now. Fortunately, the poison has not reached Baihui point yet."
"I've already vacuumed the other places for you. Now this is the only one left. Please cooperate."
The abbot said that he was about to pull down Jiang Yang's pants.
Jiang Yang was puzzled.
It feels like there's something wrong with the style of painting.
He frowned suddenly, as if he thought of something.
He immediately grabbed his pants with both hands and said, "Get out of here, you old glass!"
