. Go to more exciting novels. Xiao Hen, dressed in white, stands on the top of Songshan Wuru* Peak. Through the thin white mist on the peak, he looks towards the Shaolin Temple located in Shaoshi Mountain. This thousand-year-old temple is located in Shaoshi Mountain, surrounded by lush bamboo forests, and the surrounding mountains are densely scattered. The whole ancient temple looked like a trace of peace and tranquility that had been left behind for thousands of years. Suddenly, a breeze blew from nowhere and blew the bamboo forest around the Shaolin Temple. The bamboo forest looked like a green ocean suddenly appeared. The wave-like ups and downs are the smallest, "novel". The breeze blows, and at the same time it moves the corners of Xiao Hen's clothes. Looking at the towering five-breasted peaks under him, Xiao Hen smiles lightly, then lets out a low whistle in his mouth, taps his feet gently on the rocks under his feet, and then naturally The peak of Wuru* Peak jumped down towards the bottom of Wuru* Peak. His white clothes were blown by the strong wind coming from below. Zhuoqi then exerted force on his waist, turned his body upside down, and changed his body shape from head to toe. Then he glanced at a rock that suddenly emerged from the mountain wall, turned around, and floated towards the rock. There was a soft sound of Xiao Hen. Both feet kicked firmly against the rock, and the force of his descent immediately slowed down. With the force of this kick, Xiao Hen's figure changed again and flew towards a bowl-shaped tree trunk growing on the mountain wall. When he reached the small tree, Xiao Hen reached out and hooked a branch as thick as an arm outstretched from the trunk. Then he exerted his strength with his arm and circled his body lightly, flying to the smallest part of the trunk. He waited until he was stable. Standing on the stretched out tree trunk, Xiao Hen then looked towards the Shaolin Temple, which was still fifty or sixty meters away from him. At such a close distance, the mist could no longer block Xiao Hen's sight, so Xiao Hen turned to the Shaolin Temple. Many buildings were clearly visible. After briefly scanning the Shaolin Temple's famous buildings such as the Main Hall, Xiao Hen's eyes immediately fell on a loft-like building. He then compared some of the things displayed around him and those Shaolin patrolling back and forth. After the monk, Xiao Hen immediately confirmed that this was the purpose of his trip. The Buddhist Scripture Pavilion of Shaolin Temple. After confirming the target, Xiao Hen immediately tapped the tree trunk with his feet and then continued to fall towards the bottom of the peak. He waited until he reached about After a distance of more than 20 meters, Xiao Henguang suddenly turned around and landed in a dense bush like a swallow jumping into the forest. Because someone suddenly rushed into the bush, he suddenly moved a few times and then Then he returned to calmness again, but Xiao Hen's shining eyes were revealed behind the bushes. He clung to a raised rock with one hand. Xiao Hen didn't care about the several cracks in his body that were cut by the bushes, and looked towards him through the bushes. Looking at the Shaolin Temple below, the distance at this time was enough for Xiao Hen to clearly see the faces of the patrolling Shaolin Temple monks. He saw that each of them had strong expressions and calm and powerful steps. It was obvious that they were all masters. Looking at these capable Shaolin monks patrolling back and forth, Monk Xiao Hen's face showed a look of contemplation: "This shouldn't be the case. If the patrols were all monks like this, the players from the Murong family who came to steal their masters would have no chance at all. Could it be that the situation here is different from the Shaolin Temple players stealing their masters?" When the situation is different, the task must be triggered? " He wanted to go back to Xiao Hen, but he had no intention of backing down. After all, he was already at the closest position to the Shaolin Temple. As long as he thought about it, he could rush into the Shaolin Temple in just a few breaths. But since he was here to steal things, it was natural. You can't just barge in and alert those Shaolin monks. That's not stealing but robbing. Although I don't know how powerful the masters of Shaolin Temple are, but think about it, the Wudang sect that is also called them has Zhang Sanfeng and so on. The Shaolin Temple where the Grandmaster is located naturally has a Grandmaster. Although Xiao Hen is very confident in his abilities, he is not arrogant enough to blatantly steal other people's martial arts secret books under the eyes of a master in the Grandmaster realm, so he can be on the safe side so as not to alarm anyone. It is best not to alarm anyone when entering the Shaolin Temple. Xiao Hen made up his mind to pay attention and squinted his eyes to carefully observe the patrol routes and time patterns of the patrolling monks. Although this information was pointed out to him one by one through the map by Liu Yi before, There are still some deviations on the east and west sides of the map. How can anyone see it with their own eyes? Sure enough, an hour later, Xiao Hen really saw some differences. The patrolling monks in the Shaolin Temple were not as right as Liu Yi said before. The patrols in the back mountain area are relaxed, but just like the front gate, two-way patrol teams are dispatched. Basically, there is a cross patrol every two or three breaths, and the scope of the patrol is extremely wide. If you want to go from the foot of Wuru* Peak to the top The wall then rushed to the Sutra Pavilion of the Shaolin Temple. Even a master like Xiao Hen would not be able to rush in secretly in two or three breaths without being discovered. "Is it possible that someone sneaked in from the back mountain before? Otherwise, what happened to the Shaolin Temple?" Will the patrols be stepped up in the direction of the back mountain? It would be bad luck if this happens. It seems like we have to look for opportunities." Xiao Hen thought in his mind. About two or three more hours passed.??The patrolling monks were still doing their jobs as hard as before without showing any flaws. This gave Xiao Hen an opportunity to take advantage of this result. Xiao Hen was extremely depressed. Several times he almost couldn't help but rush out and directly kill a patrol team. The team entered the Sutra Pavilion directly, but Xiao Hen had to give up the idea when he saw those patrolling monks who were crossing each other at extremely close distances. After all, as long as a monk was not restrained by him in an instant, he could immediately send out a fine report. That would be the case. It would lead to many Shaolin monks and even masters from the Shaolin Temple in the end. If that was really the case, it would be terrible. After thinking about this, Xiao Hen had to suppress the restlessness in his heart again and remained silent. Lurking in the bushes, another hour passed. Xiao Hen's ears suddenly twitched. He looked towards the backyard towards the front yard gate because Xiao Hen clearly heard the footsteps of someone running quickly from there. Sure enough, After about ten seconds, the city wall where the gate was located suddenly jumped up to four figures. Judging from the clothes of the four, two of them were disciples of the Murong family. "Haha, what good luck? Luo Yan, look, Luo Yan Look, you really have a strong character. Someone is here to help you now." Xiao Hen couldn't help but feel moved when he saw this, and then laughed in a low voice. Then Xiao Hen started to use his internal energy while checking the subsequent development. After the four players jumped over the wall, they immediately kept moving. With a movement, they jumped off the wall and then rushed towards the direction of the Sutra Pavilion. "That thief is so brave. He dared to come to my Shaolin Temple to steal things." The four people's movements were not concealed at all, so they were patrolled as soon as they entered the backyard. The monks discovered that even though several groups of monks were rushing towards the four players, at the same time, the door of the temple suddenly opened and a group of monks carrying sticks rushed in from the front yard and rushed towards the location of the four players. The two Murongs The disciples of the family are not very good at martial arts, but the two players they came to help are extremely skilled. They defeated a Shaolin monk in just a few rounds. "Wow, it's actually two first-class masters. Now there is something good to watch." I don¡¯t believe you can still hold back." Xiao Hen looked at the two teams of monks near the Sutra Pavilion and said with a smile. "When the four players rushed into the Shaolin Temple, these two teams of monks were already carrying them carefully. Long sticks, but they did not rush towards the four of them like the other companions. Instead, they tightly guarded the Sutra Pavilion without taking a step forward. This made Xiao Hen, who was originally tempted to rush in, extremely painful and had to hide it again. I knew in my heart that if the four people who stole the master rushed into the backyard, I am afraid that these Shaolin monks would not send out a signal. After all, although the four people rushed into the backyard, these Shaolin monks could handle it. But once Xiao Hen rushed in, these Shaolin monks would not be able to deal with it. Shaolin monks will immediately release the spirit report when they see that they are defeated. In that case, I am afraid that powerful people will come. This is not the same as Xiao Hen's own expectations, so he can only stay in the bushes and continue to wait for the opportunity. Okay The two players who helped the disciples of the Murong family were very powerful. After several rounds, they knocked down two Shaolin monks and led the two disciples of the Murong family to rush left and right towards the hiding place surrounded by the disciples of the Shaolin Temple. The place where the scripture pavilion was located was close. When the two teams of monks saw this, they could no longer restrain their fighting spirit. They immediately roared and rushed towards the four people. "Haha, the opportunity has come." The two teams of Shaolin monks joined forces and rushed towards the four people. When he became a player, Xiao Hen's heart moved. He immediately hit the stone wall behind him with his feet and his body swung across the wall like a bullet. Then he circled around an unknown tree not far from the Sutra Pavilion. The many-year-old ginkgo tree rushed into the Sutra Pavilion with a light tap. This process was extremely fast. No one on the ground noticed Xiao Hen's figure. He jumped directly to the second floor of the Sutra Pavilion through the open window. Lou Xiaohen smiled in his heart, and then he flashed and rushed towards the place where the rows of scriptures were, but he was preparing to find the "Nine Yin Scriptures" hidden in the Shaolin Temple. However, at this moment, Xiao Hen suddenly felt a sense of danger. The hairs on his body stood up involuntarily. Without even thinking about it, his feet hit the ground hard and he was about to retreat. At this moment, a calm voice sounded from beside Xiao Hen: "Since the donor is here, why bother? Anxious to leave? "