(bsp; More exciting places to go. More exciting places to go. As soon as the voice rang in his ears, Xiao Hen knew something was going to happen. Sure enough, before the voice fell, a powerful force came from Xiao Hen's left hand. Xiao Hen's feet slipped. His body suddenly tilted back and he escaped the powerful attack within a fraction of a second. However, a bookshelf on the side of Xiao Hen was not spared. A crackling sound was heard, and the bookshelf broke into two halves. The scriptures on the bookshelf then scattered in all directions. Xiao Hen looked at the scattered scriptures and stuck out his tongue and said, "Oh, it's not my fault. Don't blame me." After saying that, he looked at the person who sneaked up on him and saw him. But it was an old monk wearing gray monk robes with white beard and hair. Judging from the bulging of his temples, he was obviously an internal master. The previous attack of true energy was enough to illustrate this point. "Master, you take action like this." How can you be so ruthless and look like an accomplished monk?" Xiao Hen looked at the old monk and said immediately. After speaking, he pointed at the bookshelf that had been split into two parts and said, "This is the property of your Shaolin Temple. No matter how rich your temple is, it cannot destroy it like this. "Most" "Amitabha's benefactor is not as clever as words and tricks. If he didn't capture the benefactor, why would the poor monk take action so quickly? However, the poor monk underestimated the benefactor's reaction, and that's why he made the mistake of destroying the bookshelf. The poor monk will naturally report the fault to the abbot and the abbot will punish him. But before that, the poor monk will take down the benefactor." The old monk clasped his hands together and pronounced the Buddha's name, and then said calmly, "Don't underestimate it. Fortunately, the master underestimated it. Otherwise, it would be hard for me to survive." Xiao Hen laughed and then looked at the old monk and said jokingly: "Aren't the enlightened monks of Master Shaolin Temple compassionate? Why did you choose to be so ruthless? Is it possible that Master has not yet attained enlightenment?" "Amitabha, the poor monk who is not good at cultivation is still a long way from attaining enlightenment. As for my Buddhist family, they are all compassionate and it is not impossible to attain enlightenment." The old monk glanced at Xiao Hen and then said, "It's just that for those who dare to sneak into my Buddhist powerhouse, The thieves who plot against my Buddhist heritage naturally don¡¯t need to be compassionate. They must know that among our Buddhas, there are both compassionate Lords and angry-eyed Vajras who hate evil.¡± I am quite yearning for Buddhism but I really don¡¯t covet the inheritance of Buddhism. I came here just to retrieve something that does not belong to Buddhism.¡± Xiao Hen heard this and smiled and said, ¡°What Amitabha is saying is a big fallacy. Since it is The things stored in my Sutra Pavilion are naturally the things left behind by my Buddhist sect. Maybe they are things that do not belong to my Buddhist sect? The donor does not have to quibble. If the donor is willing to leave on his own, the poor monk can forgive the donor on behalf of our Shaolin Temple. If the sin of entering the Sutra Pavilion is the benefactor's stubbornness, then don't blame the poor monk for turning into that angry-eyed King Kong." The old monk clasped his hands together and said calmly, "I'll take it. It seems that we can't agree. In this case, let's do it. See the real chapter." Xiao Hen immediately raised his palm and said, "Since the donor is so stubborn, then the poor monk will be offended." The old monk immediately flicked his sleeve and a strong wind came out from under his sleeve and flew towards Xiao Hen. Xiao Hen saw this He snorted softly, then pushed forward slightly with one palm, and a strong wind was born out of thin air. Then he met the oncoming strong wind, and when the two strong winds collided, they were annihilated with a pop, and the resulting wind and waves were thrown away. The scriptures on the bookshelves on both sides made a rustling sound. "It's a good idea from the donor." The old monk immediately snorted coldly, then lowered his feet to the ground and moved his body close to the ground towards Xiao Hen. At the same time, he turned his palm into a fist and directly attacked Xiao Hen's lower abdomen. When Xiao Hen saw this, he just smiled faintly and then leaned slightly to meet the old monk's fist. For a moment, bang bang bang bang resounded in the Sutra Pavilion. The two exchanged dozens of moves in the blink of an eye. But there was nothing anyone could do about it. When the old monk saw that Xiao Hen's blockade was very tight, he immediately shouted softly, his feet touched the ground, and then he stood up from the ground. Then he flipped over and kicked his feet towards Xiao Hen's head. Xiao Hen When Hen saw this, he chuckled and said, "I was planning to use this move, but I didn't expect you to use it in advance, Master." After saying that, he immediately turned his palms into fists and punched the old monk's flying feet with both fists. A blow was heard, but there was a soft bang. The two of them immediately retreated to both sides. The old monk spun around and fell to the ground. Even though he felt a slight pain in the soles of his feet, he couldn't help but be secretly surprised. He couldn't help but look at the unspectacular person in front of him. He was a little wary, and it seemed that the other party had some tricks to openly enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion in broad daylight. Xiao Hen took a few steps back, then paused lightly with his feet, and stabilized his figure. Then his ears twitched slightly, and he immediately heard the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. There was a loud noise outside the pavilion. It was obvious that a lot of people were rushing towards this side. Xiao Hen immediately smiled in his heart: "It seems that those four people can't hold on for long. In this case, let's just fight, otherwise it will lead to the Grand Master's high""It would be really dangerous." He made up his mind to pay attention like this. Xiao Hen narrowed his eyes slightly, then spread his feet forward and backward, then raised his palms slightly, then placed his hands forward and back in front of his body, and then slowly bent his palms. It didn't take long for it to turn into the shape of a dragon claw. "Dragon Claw Hand" The old monk's heart immediately shivered when he saw this, and then a burst of anger rose in his heart: "The donor is so bold that he secretly learned the secret skills of my Shaolin Temple. It seems that the donor is not This is the first time I have come to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. Since this is the case, the poor monk cannot let go of the benefactor." After saying this, the old monk immediately stretched out his hands and made them into the shape of dragon claws. Then he let out a soft drink and the wind blew under his feet and he rushed toward Xiao Hen. Come, "Hey, Master actually knows the dragon claw hand, haha, what a coincidence." Xiao Hen couldn't help but feel a little surprised when he saw that the old monk also used the dragon claw hand move. You must know that although the Shaolin dragon claw hand is powerful, it is not the Shaolin Seventy-Two. One of the unique skills is a unique skill created by Kong Jian Shen Monk himself based on several claw techniques and grappling techniques among the seventy-two unique skills plus the understanding of the eagle claw hand. This monk was not included in the seventy-two unique skills. He looks quite young. He can't be said to be a few years younger than Kong Jian Shen Monk. How could such a being not learn Xiao Hen's unique skill that Kong Jian Shen Monk himself created? But the surprise was attributable to Xiao Hen's hand. But he didn't relax. He immediately raised his hands and moved his feet, and then rowed towards the old monk. Then he used his left hand to explore his right hand, holding a strong wind, and moved towards the "Queben point" on the old monk's left shoulder. This "Queben point" is It is a numb point on the human body. Once an opponent grabs this point, the arm will immediately lose all strength. This is a move used to interrupt other people's moves and capture the opponent, but not a move to kill others. Because Xiao Hen does not know the opponent. How far has the dragon claw hand been cultivated? Therefore, when he strikes, he first tests the opponent's strength and is not prepared to kill the opponent in one fell swoop. Moreover, the opponent is an eminent monk from the Shaolin Temple. Judging from his skills, he is a top-notch master. The identity of the master in the Shaolin Temple is definitely not simple. If he is killed by me, I am afraid that the whole Shaolin Temple will be wanted for him. The old monk just started his moves, but he was surprised to find that Xiao Hen's fingers were already approaching him, and he could take it in his own in the next moment. Shoulder was immediately horrified in his heart: "How can this man be so proficient in the Dragon Claw Hand?" Then he saw his body move and then took a step back to let go of Xiao Hen's attack. Naturally, he knew how to practice the Dragon Claw Hand. Xiao Hen's previous move was called "Moon-holding Style". If this move hits the Quepen point on the shoulder, his left arm will definitely lose its strength. In that case, he may be directly taken down by the opponent. When Xiao Hen saw the latter, he immediately retreated. Then he knew that the opponent's accomplishments in the Dragon Claw Hand were not as good as his own. He immediately smiled slightly, moved his feet and body, and then followed the old monk's footsteps. When the old monk saw this, he immediately trembled, raised his hands, and struck at Xiao Hujian's waist point with a "drums" move. Xiao Hen did not dodge and waved his hands quickly. In the blink of an eye, he was in front of the old monk. Then he put his hands out and used a bead-grabbing move to grab the old monk's temple. He was about to grab the old monk's temple. Suddenly his claws turned into fingers and he lightly brushed the old monk's temple. The old monk's face immediately changed as if he had been hit hard. When Xiao Hen saw this, he smiled and moved his hands forward, but turned into a "moon-holding pose" and pointed at the old monk's shoulders. The old monk immediately felt that his arms had lost strength as soon as he took the "pen point" and exhaled the true energy in his body. The palms that were still a few inches away from Xiao Hen's abdomen immediately dropped. Xiao Hen smiled again while the old monk lost his arms. The force immediately pointed at the old monk's body and sealed all the major acupuncture points in the old monk's body in the blink of an eye. Just as the old monk reacted, he found that all the important acupoints on his body had been sealed by the other party, and his true energy stopped. After turning around, his heart was naturally shocked. Looking at Xiao Hen's smiling face, he immediately said with a frustrated face: "Come on, the donor's strength is higher than that of the poor monk, but he is asking for humiliation." "Master, why do you say that?" I deeply admire the master's loyalty and dedication." Xiao Hen smiled and then looked at the old monk and said, "In order for me to find what I need smoothly, I can only temporarily wrong the master." After Xiao Hen finished speaking, he didn't care about the old monk's reaction. Then he put his hand on the old monk's throat and touched the old monk's mute point. As for why he didn't directly ask the old monk where to put it, Xiao Hen was unwilling because the old monk was quite stubborn, so it was impossible. Any information could be obtained from his mouth, so Xiao Hen was willing to look for it himself. There were many scriptures in the Sutra Pavilion. Xiao Hen could find them relatively quickly and quickly flipped through more than half of the books. But unfortunately, most of these were Only a very small part of the scriptures are martial arts secrets, and they are not very high-level martial arts secrets. If these techniques were placed outside, they would naturally cause many people to go crazy, but they were of no use to Xiao Hen now, so Xiao Hen only took a rough look at them. After taking the name, he immediately started looking for other scriptures and searched several bookshelves. Xiao Hen still couldn't find the Jiuyin Scripture, but he found a pattern in the middle and upper levels of these bookshelves.Most of the things stored are scriptures, martial arts secrets and the like, which are either stored on the bottom or on the top. I don¡¯t know if the monks of Shaolin Temple placed them like this on purpose or for some other reason. Now that Xiao Hen has found the pattern, he will naturally focus on it. If you put it on the bottom and the top and only look for these two floors, the efficiency will indeed be greatly improved. After searching for a while, Xiao Hen still couldn't find it. Then he went to the bookshelf in a corner to search, and squatted down to look for the scriptures on the bottom. When I was there, I discovered that the bookshelf was missing a leg, but there were a few worn-out books underneath it. At first, Xiao Hen didn't care at all and just focused on looking through other scriptures. This was probably because this bookshelf was in the corner of the Scripture Collection Pavilion. The reason was that the cleaning monk was lazy and did not clean carefully. Xiao Hen stirred up a lot of dust when he was flipping through the scriptures. Unexpectedly, a gust of dust rushed straight into his nostrils. "Ah," Xiao Hen sneezed loudly and then rubbed it. Rubbing his nose, he said, "The monk who cleans the Scripture Pavilion should be fired. He doesn't care at all." After saying that, Xiao Hen lowered his head and continued to read the scriptures. When he glanced at it, he suddenly saw a broken book under the bookshelf. Some of the dust was blown away by his sneezing, revealing a simple "nine" "Huh?" Xiao Hen's eyes narrowed when he saw this: "Is it possible?" At that moment, he quickly reached out to the surface of the broken book, but was about to brush it away. The dust on the book was covered with dust. However, at this moment, there was a sudden sound of footsteps on the stairs of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, followed by a loud bang. The wooden door of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion was split open by someone's palm.