Thinking of the sweeping monk and his unparalleled martial arts in this era, Ziqin couldn't help being startled. He subconsciously looked around, thinking that the sweeping monk would be hiding in any corner.
Worried in his heart, Ziqin slowly walked towards the place where Jiuyang was copied before. There was a sweeping monk here. For Ziqin who wanted to steal Shaolin martial arts, it was like there was a ghost here. Although in the original work,
The sweeping monk watched helplessly as Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo stole martial arts skills for decades, but this did not mean that the sweeping monk really had nothing to do in the world.
You must know that at that time, both Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo had nowhere to go and could only hide in Shaolin and work as monks. That's why the sweeping monk could be so generous. Even if you don't see it, even if the truth is revealed later, everyone will use force to fight against each other.
When the matter was resolved, the sweeping monk no longer hid himself. Why, he was not afraid that the Xiao family and his son and the Murong family's martial arts were extraordinary, and that once they fought, Shaolin would be destroyed.
Although this conclusion may not be correct, Ziqin does not dare to bet. Although he is just playing a role in this damn world, who knows if death will affect his body. What's more, if the sweeping monk directly kills him
What should I do if I am imprisoned in Shaolin? When the time comes, I will not be able to break away from my current role, and secondly, I will not be free. Life will really be worse than death.
Half of Jiuyang is half of Jiuyang. Anyway, half of Jiuyang in this world is probably enough to let him get away with it. Ziqin's heart is not dark at all.
Quickly retreating to the place where he had copied Jiu Yang, Ziqin was suddenly stunned. The place where he had copied Jiu Yang was blank, and the full pages of secrets he had copied had long since disappeared.
Sure enough, the sweeping monk is still hiding in the Sutra Pavilion, just like he did a hundred and thirty years ago. No one knew that this guy was able to hide for more than forty years a hundred and thirty years ago, and now he has two people who can be called
The top master has been hiding for more than 130 years and no one knows about it.
Ziqin stared at the empty table blankly, making a painful choice between offending the sweeping monk and losing Jiuyang. It would be extremely dangerous to offend the sweeping monk, but if he didn't get Jiuyang, he might end up with the king when he returned this time.
In the plot of Chu Yi and Guo Jing breaking into the palace, don't say whether Wanyan Honglie will let him take action when the time comes, the existence of Sha Tongtian will be a big crisis for him.
The Dragon King of Ghost Sect is by no means a good person. Regardless of whether Zi Qin is the real Shen Qinggang or not, I am afraid that it will not be easy for him to see Sha Tongtian.
"Bold, your abbot has already agreed to my copying, but you dare to stop me. I really want Shaolin to be wiped out."
Ziqin may have been going through a lot of mental processes, but the thoughts in his mind were moving very fast. In the blink of an eye, Ziqin had kicked the table hard and started roaring.
Jiuyang must not be lost, otherwise Ziqin will not have any capital to gain a foothold in this world. The most painful thing will be to survive and not die, so Ziqin decided to take a gamble and bet on whether the sweeping monk really cares about the Shaolin Temple.
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"Since you don't care about the safety of Shaolin, then a certain family is no longer polite and burns down the Sutra Pavilion first and then kills the Shaolin Temple."
Roaring angrily, Ziqin took out the book of fire from his arms, lit it and threw it towards the scriptures. Apart from the scriptures, the scriptures in the Pavilion were made of wood, and the scriptures were moved out to dry in the sun from time to time. Each book was extremely dry. The book of fire was extremely dry.
If it really goes missing, I'm afraid Shaolin's countless collection of books will have to be burned.
However, just when the fire seal was thrown, Ziqin suddenly felt a black shadow shaking in front of his eyes, and the burning fire seal disappeared from mid-air, as if it had never existed.
"Master, haven't you shown up yet? Could it be that you want to wait for me to gather my men and order the destruction of Shaolin before you show up again?"
This scene that seemed like a supernatural world did not make Ziqin panic at all. He calmly put his hands behind his back and spoke. The next second, an old figure suddenly appeared in front of him.
Even though he already knew that the sweeping monk was unpredictable, Ziqin couldn't help being surprised. Ziqin had been highly focused after shouting, but he didn't see the slightest clue how the sweeping monk appeared.
"Amitabha, the donor is really bold."
The sweeping monk whispered the Buddha's name and spoke calmly, his tone remained calm, but Ziqin couldn't help but smile.
In total, the sweeping monk is nearly 200 years old, and Buddhism is probably much more advanced than it was 130 years ago. But after all, he still can't let go of Shaolin, or maybe he can't let go of this place that he finally found. Otherwise, according to the
The sweeping monk's Buddhist cultivation at this moment would never allow him to say the word "bold".
"Where are the two disciples of the master? Why not invite them out together?"
Ziqin didn't answer what the sweeping monk said, and Ziqin really didn't dare to make any excuses in front of such a peerless master.
"But I didn't expect that the benefactor actually knew me so well. Liaochen and the others had already returned to the embrace of the Buddha, and even me was only here for a short time."
The sweeping monk spoke calmly.
Looking at the calm and indifferent monk Ziqin, he secretly frowned in his heart. He dared to use Shaolin's safety to confront the old monk, but it really takes courage to threaten the old monk. After all, this old guy is truly the best in the world.
Suddenly, Ziqin's heart moved slightly, and a faint smile slowly appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Master, do you still remember the Wang family in Suzhou? How happy you were hiding in Shaolin. I just pity that the Wang family in Gusu has suffered so many casualties over the years and is so close to being exterminated."
Ziqin looked at the sweeper coldly, sweating in his heart, but with a sarcastic smile on his lips. Thanks to Ziqin's identity in his previous life, he had this acting ability.
The completely different mentality in the heart and on the face have no influence on each other at all.
"Amitabha, I don't understand what the donor means by this."
The sweeping monk's face remained as calm as before, he clasped his hands, bowed his head, and spoke the Buddha's name calmly.
Seeing the sweeping monk's posture, Ziqin's smile grew colder and colder. At this moment, he no longer had the slightest doubt about the suspicion in his heart.
"My real name is Wang, Murong Longcheng. You should know what I mean. Back then, you married my Wang family for your son. My ancestors of the Wang family were impressed by your ambition and your unparalleled martial arts and married with your Murong family.
Help you restore your country. Our Wang family has been ruined in the past hundred years, but you hide in Shaolin and work as a useless monk, pretending to be noble. You are worthy of my Wang family."
Ziqin seemed to roar angrily, but then calmed down and smiled coldly.
"Murong Longcheng, do you know who asked me to come here to find you?"
Ziqin either shouted angrily or sneered coldly, but the sweeping monk never replied. After Ziqin sneered coldly, he stood quietly and looked at the sweeping monk with a sneer. For a long time
After a long time, just when Ziqin's heart was rising, the sweeping monk let out a long sigh.
"Nine Yangs are too strong, and if you practice them, your life span may be shortened. If the donor is practicing martial arts, you may wish to refer to these two volumes."
After a long time, the sweeping monk often sighed, and his figure disappeared suddenly, and then appeared again with a slight flicker, but he took out a secret book from his arms. Ziqin still stood there and looked at the sweeping monk with a sneer, but he clearly saw
The secret book that the sweeping monk took out clearly had the words "Shadowless Gong" written on it. Only half of the book was exposed, but it had the word "broken" written on it.
"There are so many fools in the world. It's been a hundred years since I turned my head. I hope the donor will let go of his obsessions as soon as possible."
There was another long sigh, and the sweeping monk suddenly disappeared. Only the two volumes of secret books were placed on the table where Ziqin had copied Jiuyang.
Ziqin snorted coldly, walked over and picked up the secret book with a look of extreme reluctance, turned around and walked out of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion with a cold face, and left Shaolin in large strides without even saying hello to Kucheng. He walked all the way to the foot of the mountain to greet Jin Guo.
The cavalry rode away quickly. After running for dozens of kilometers, Ziqin let out a long breath and slumped down like an athlete who had just finished a marathon, sweating all over his body.
In this line of work, Ziqin completely relied on guesswork to connect several hidden family relationships in Jin Yong's world, and then added that the sweeping monk had actually converted to Buddhism to survive and obtain martial arts secrets. As long as there is a little mistake in this, I am afraid that this will happen.
I will stay in the back mountains of Shaolin forever and be a savage for the rest of my life.
PS: Xiaoyang guessed that the sweeping monk was Murong Longcheng, the founder of the Xiaoyao sect, Xiaoyaozi. At the same time, Wang Yuyan's family was also a martial arts family. If there is no accident, Wang Chongyang should come from this family. Haha, there will be more in the future.
Chance Xiaoyang wrote a special explanation of how these relationships are inferred. Now, it’s time to get back to the topic. Brothers, give me votes, votes, votes.
PS: I got the year wrong before. More than a hundred years have passed since Xiao Feng died and Guo Jing was born. Haha, it seems that the protagonist has another place to acquire peerless martial arts. Guess where it is.
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