Chapter seventy-one
This seemingly ordinary book is actually the secret book of "Dora Finger". Obviously, he finally gained something tonight.
After looking through a few more pages, he put the secret book into his arms, picked up another book that looked a little new, and began to read it.
Xu Yang laughed secretly, this person is really insatiable.
Without waiting, Xu Yang patted his shoulder lightly behind him, then flashed aside.
Xiao Yuanshan has rich experience. He was suddenly slapped by someone on the shoulder and was not panicked. He pinched the heat slip with his left hand and slapped it with a palm.
Whether it is an enemy or a friend, in this Sutra Library, self-protection is the priority.
The palm was powerful, but the slap was empty.
Xiao Yuanshan knew something was wrong. Not to mention anything else, the other party's light body skills were definitely first-class. If it were him, he would not have avoided the palm just now.
He immediately turned around and waved his hands to protect the vital points.
However, no sound came.
"Friends, don't joke!" A low voice sounded, the moon was dark and the wind was high, and without the illumination of the fire pieces, there was only a desperate black mass around.
It is black that can invade everything like ink, making people feel powerless.
Then another voice sounded: "It's a matter of stealing if you don't tell me. You've been a little too much in the past years."
Xiao Yuanshan sneered: "Since Shaolin slandered me for trying to steal martial arts maps back then, I simply sneaked in and saw him clean. Which monk from the Xuan generation is you? Why do you act so sneakily?"
With a light sound, the fire shone again.
The fire note in Xu Yang's hand is a top-notch product. It is smaller than the original one of Xiao Yuanshan, but the fire is much bigger.
Under the flames, what Xiao Yuanshan saw was a strange and young face.
He is not a Shaolin monk at all.
This was a bit beyond his expectations, but he was not surprised when things changed. Xiao Yuanshan still asked in a low voice: "Who is the Lord? Why did he stop me from doing things?"
Xu Yang bowed and said, "Uncle Xiao is here, my nephew is polite."
The two of them were talking in a low voice. Seeing that he didn't seem to want to be arrogant, Xiao Yuanshan added a little bit of praise.
“Where is this to be discussed?”
"My nephew You Tanzhi, Qiao Feng is my sworn brother, so you are naturally my uncle." Xu Yang smiled and said, "It's a pity that my uncle doesn't know how to steal the Shaolin Sutra, but he also advances and retreats with his enemies, which makes me very embarrassed."
Xiao Yuanshan said suspiciously: "What do you mean? What enemies and why are you embarrassed?"
The story of You Tanzhi and Qiao Feng's swornship are now spread all over the world, so Xiao Yuanshan has naturally heard of it.
He was very concerned about Qiao Feng's affairs, and loved the house and the mistress, so he naturally had a good impression of Xu Yang throughout his life.
Xu Yang leaned closer and asked in a low voice: "Did my uncle never notice that there are fellow travelers in the Sutra Library?"
Xiao Yuanshan instinctively took a step back, but said, "Of course I knew that I had met the monk with the gray robe more than once or twice. But since the goals were the same, we naturally had no intention of exposing each other, so as not to attract the attention of those bald donkeys and block our own way."
"Don't you know that the man in gray robe was the culprit in the battle of Yanmen Pass back then?" Xu Yang asked coldly.
"What did you say?" In desperation, Xiao Yuanshan's voice became a little louder.
The sound of flipping that had been coming from the third floor suddenly stopped. It was obvious that Murong Bo had heard Xiao Yuanshan's voice.
Xu Yang made a gesture and asked Xiao Yuanshan to continue speaking.
Xiao Yuanshan was also extremely alert and knew that he had made a mistake, so he muttered a few complaints like "Why is this book not the same!"
Fortunately, they were all very familiar with each other, and Murong Bo had heard his voice long ago, so after a while, the upstairs continued to return to normal.
Xu Yang leaned closer and said, "Master Xuanci was caught in this man's trick and set up an ambush outside Yanmen Pass. Although he acted recklessly, fighting between the two countries was a reasonable means. But the traitor was really hateful. He first framed his uncle's family, and then he pretended to die and sneaked into Shaolin, trying to catch fish in troubled waters. Could it be that my uncle endurance?"
"What do you think?" Although Xiao Yuanshan did not believe Xu Yang's words, he saw that he was very sincere and thought about them very reasonable, so he naturally asked.
His anger towards Shaolin Xuanci was all due to the battle at Yanmen Pass back then, but for the first time to hear about this incident, there was another other relationship. The blame was the monk who was in the gray robe. Naturally, he felt extremely hatred in his heart.
"If my uncle trusts my nephew, it would be better to join forces with me to capture the traitor. This person's martial arts can be said to be the best in the world. My nephew is afraid that he is not capable enough and cannot hold him. It will be difficult to find him after he starts a frightening martial arts. Only such a shocking martial arts can be said to be a sure victory for this person."
A huge flatterer was thrown over, and even Xiao Yuanshan was Taotaoran.
He had heard of You Tanzhi's name, and it was said that he was definitely the leader among the younger generation. Unexpectedly, he also knew his name Xiao Yuanshan and he still praised him so much.
When he showed his lust, he said, "You guy has a little bit of a look. That's right, otherwise you wouldn't have become sworn brothers with me. Well, for your sake, I'll help you."
Xu Yang made a gesture of banning the sound, threw away several Buddhist scriptures around him, pretending to be like Xiao Yuanshan couldn't find the secret, so he got angry.
At the same time, we quietly approached the stairs with Xiao Yuanshan.
Murong Bo chuckled upstairs and said, "Today is not going well, come again tomorrow. This guy is more patient."
Xiao Yuanshan did not answer because he had left his original position and he would inevitably be exposed when he spoke.
Xu Yang took advantage of the moment Murong Bo finished speaking and jumped up the stairs without even taking a step on the stairs.
"Who?" Murong Bo suddenly saw someone going upstairs and slapped him without saying a word.
This is the "one beat and two scattered" Shaolin's unique skill. It is one of the seventy-two unique skills mastered by Master Xuan Ji, the first master of the precepts, but he was learned by Murong Bo.
This unique skill, with just one palm, the stone will shatter and the stone chips will scatter; when it hits a person, the soul will immediately disappear, which is the so-called "one beat and two slap".
Seeing this palm coming, Xu Yang said the word "good" and greeted him with the same palm.
His palm is a gesture of "Seeing the Dragon in the Field" in the "Eighteen Palms of Subduing Dragons". This is the first time Xu Yang has used it since he learned it.
It can be seen that when he faced Murong Bo, he did not dare to be careless at all. He used the strongest martial arts to deal with it as soon as he started.
Both of them have a close match of their palm power, and they are full of confidence.
Murong Bo only said that the person who came was young and he steadily beaten his internal strength. In addition, this "one beat and two scatter" is the strongest palm power in Shaolin, so he should win the opponent steadily.
Xu Yang knew even more that Murong Bo was best at the word "Bo". He was good at all martial arts in various sects, but his internal strength was not the best in the world.
Xu Yang is not the case. His internal strength has long been shaking the past and present, but I am afraid that no one can defeat him in this world.
Chapter completed!