Xiao Jiang decided not to get involved in any Zhenlong chess game. Although he knew that Xu Zhu was already nearby, he left the Songshan area without even the slightest interest and followed the road regardless of the southeast, northwest, and saw mountains and rivers. Along the way, he covered his head and practiced his skills.
He doesn't care about external affairs at all.
Tianlong Jianghu has nothing to do with Xiao Jiang. He has already got what he deserves, so naturally he doesn't want to get involved in right and wrong. Xiao Jiang's martial arts training along the way can be regarded as rapid progress. He has begun to practice sword skills with Jiumozhi's flame sword.
, Yiyang Finger skill has advanced to the first level, that is, the hot finger force can light thirty-six candles in a row. As for the flame sword, he relies on the foundation of the swordsmanship of the Divine Sword. When the sword is used, it is as smooth as the Divine Sword.
Second, although it is less domineering, it is a bit more weird.
In contrast, his Lingbo Weibu has improved to an almost arbitrary state, which is also driven by the swordsmanship of the Divine Sword. Originally, Xiao Jiang's sudden advance and retreat were fast and tricky, but now with the addition of Lingbo Weibu, his whole
When people take action, they act like ghosts.
"call……"
That night, Xiao Jiang was practicing cross-legged in the forest. Suddenly there was a sound of clothes breaking through the air. He got up and hid behind a tree. He saw a figure rushing in from outside the woods. Xiao Jiang took a closer look. Under the dim moonlight,
, a young monk with a bald head and gray robe looked around the edge of the woods, then clapped his hands and planned to go down the mountain along the forest.
The monk probably never dreamed that there was someone hiding in the woods, and he happened to pass by the tree where Xiao Jiang was hiding. Xiao Jiang had a great grudge against the monk in this world. When he saw the monk sneaking past, there was something in his arms.
With all the bulging stuff, he must have stolen something good and was running for his life.
"Chi."
The first time he used a Yang finger, the monk was already frozen when the sound of energy breaking through the air appeared. The monk's eyes changed and he opened his mouth to scream, but a finger touched his sweet and dark hole without any warning.
Looking at the monk whose arms were full of things, Xiao Jiang squatted down and reached out directly to touch it. After a few fiddles, Xiao Jiang slowly took out a cloth bag from the monk's arms with a weird smile on his face.
, turned on the flashlight and took a look, Xiao Jiang couldn't help scratching his head and whispered:
"This is strange. I have been wandering around all this time. Where should I be? How could I encounter this A'Zhu who stole the Yi Jin Jing that hides the nerve and foot meridian."
A'Zhu, Xiao Jiang is talking about A'Zhu, a maid from the Murong family in Yanziwu, Suzhou. She is a beautiful woman who is good at disguise and the lover of Xiao Feng, the great hero of the Tianlong World. Her stealing of the Yi Jin Jing happened in the Songshan Shaolin Temple. Xiao Jiang
Jiang felt strange when he met A'Zhu here. What's more, Xiao Jiang just thought that her arms were full of things. This time, he was sure that the other person was a girl.
The Red Queen didn't think there was anything wrong with Xiao Jiang's behavior. Based on her understanding of Xiao Jiang, unless A'Zhu was hostile to him or came to her door, Xiao Jiang would not harm her.
After hearing Xiao Jiang's inquiry, the Red Queen marked out his route and distance during this period, and then compared it with the map. Ten seconds later, Xiao Jiang's approximate location appeared on the map, and the location was actually in the woods at the foot of Songshan Mountain.
Xiao Jiang frowned and said:
"Cao, you've been wandering around for so long and still staying in Songshan Mountain. What does that mean? This Divine Foot Sutra is no less powerful than Bei Ming's martial arts. It seems I have to be more careful."
"A'Zhu, what are you going to do? Kill me or stay here?"
The Red Queen couldn't deal with the strange possibility of plane backlash, so she had to ask about the current situation. Xiao Jiang took off the human skin mask on A'Zhu's face. After a closer look, it was like a hibiscus emerging from clear water, although there was a bit of tenderness between the brows.
She has a pretty face, but she is still a pure and beautiful woman.
"It's a pity to die, but it seems that due to fate, she will still die when she is due. What a waste, such a beautiful girl...sigh..."
Xiao Jiang sighed, but he would not save her, nor would he want to take her away just because she was beautiful. He moved his fingers on A'Zhu several times, and when he turned his body on his toes, he became like a ghost.
Rushed to the branches.
"嘤咛......"
A'Zhu woke up. She rubbed her face but felt that the mask was gone. She touched her clothes in shock and found that they were intact. There were no traces of harm anywhere, but there was just some pain. She groped in her arms and found that they had been stolen.
The secret book was gone. The corner of her mouth twitched and she quickly ran down the mountain.
"Amitabha, donor, please return the stolen scriptures."
Just when Xiao Jiang was about to leave, A'Zhu, who was running wildly, was blocked by an old monk. Xiao Jiang listened and heard A'Zhu saying loudly:
"I don't have any scriptures with me. Old monk, please make way quickly. I can..."
A'Zhu's voice suddenly stopped. Xiao Jiang couldn't see clearly what was going on outside in the woods, and he didn't dare to go forward rashly. At this moment, a gray figure rushed into the woods like lightning. It was an old monk with a patchwork robe.
, after he looked around, he suddenly opened his palm, and an unparalleled and domineering palm force struck at the branch where Xiao Jiang was hiding.
It turned out that the old monk had discovered Xiao Jiang's traces, and pretending to stop A'Zhu was just a pretense, and entering the woods to look around was also a pretense. His real intention was to raid Xiao Jiang.
Xiao Jiang smiled slyly on the branch, and he soared into the sky towards the treetop nearly thirty meters high. A string of grenades in his hand flew down like a barrage of cannons. When he reached the tree that was only as thick as a little finger,
At the top of the tree, a series of violent explosions came from below, dense steel balls exploded around like a torrential rain, and the bottom of the big tree was broken by the continuous explosions and began to collapse with a crunching sound.
Xiao Jiang would not set a trap for himself. Seeing that the tree trunk began to deflect, he suddenly jumped up to more than four feet. In mid-air, he opened his arms and kicked his feet, and a set of gliding wings unfolded. In the mountain wind of Songshan Mountain, he
Just like a bat, it flew away into the distance.
"Cough cough cough..."
A dry coughing sound was heard in the woods. Under a big tree, the old monk was not damaged by the explosion within three feet. A circle of steel balls fell like a semicircle three feet away from him. The old monk squinted and looked at the sky with his hands folded.
Whispered:
"What a weird method. Knowing that I am not my opponent on the ground and unable to escape, I actually blew up the tree and used it to glide away. This person has such a deep scheming. If he had my level of skill... No, the place he went to was hidden.
Jingge..."
The old monk's face changed drastically and he headed towards the Shaolin Temple like a phantom. Within ten minutes, he had arrived at the Shaolin Temple, which was twenty miles away.
Blood spurted out.
The Sutra Pavilion contains various Buddhist scriptures and martial arts secrets that have been collected by the Shaolin Temple for thousands of years. There are tens of thousands of volumes upstairs and downstairs. However, except for rows of empty bookshelves, nothing on them is gone.