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To be honest, when he arrived in Shaolin with such sufficient preparations, he had thought of a perfect way to deal with it, but today, the changes that appeared in the Shaolin Temple seemed to have made his careful preparations come to naught.

Speaking of which, this assassin’s incursion. It was also a mistake and helped him a lot.

Why Xuan Ku was recruited, Wang Dongyue of course knew that Qiao Feng’s father, that is, Xiao Yuanshan, attacked and killed with one palm in order to avenge the blood feud of Yanmen.

In this way, whether it is the in-depth investigation of the leakage of the seventy-two stunts, or the investigation of the inside of the Shaolin Temple, it is not as important as finding the black hand lurking in Shaolin.

Xuan Ku was assassinated, just a gap between Xiao Shami preparing something for Xuan Ku, Xiao Yuanshan had no chance to lurk out of the temple from a huge Shaolin in such a short reaction time, plus now that Shaolin has entered complete alert, the person who assassinated must still be in Shaolin.

Can he take the opportunity to stay in Shaolin, and with his skills, he can’t sneak into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion without everyone being unaware?

Before I knew it, it was dark.

Wang Dongyue came out of the arranged Zen room, blew out the candle, and plunged towards the Tibetan scripture pavilion.

There are many Shaolin martial arts, countless Buddhist scriptures, Wang Dongyue is looking forward to it, maybe just perfect his Moluo true meaning, with this true meaning, his combat power, immediately can transcend the martial arts world below the level including the Great Tang, and ascend to the Shattered Void.

However, before he could go far, Wang Dongyue suddenly paused in his steps, looked slightly sideways, looked towards the roof of the Xuanku Zen Room, and grinned.

This skill, I think it was Xiao Yuanshan’s son Qiao Feng who was pit by his father.

Sure enough, after a while, someone shouted in the direction of Xuanku: “Master Abbot, Master Xuanku has passed away, Master Xuanku has passed away.” ”

These two voices were transmitted far away, and the valley sounded, and the temple was heard. Although the cry is majestic, it is extremely sad.

Abbot Xuanci and the others had not yet returned to their respective apartments, but when they heard Qiao Feng’s call, they all turned around and quickly returned to the “Daoist Courtyard”. I saw a grown man standing by the gate of the courtyard, stretching out his sleeves to wipe his tears, and all the monks felt strange.

He was concerned about Xuan Ku’s safety, and without waiting for Qiao Feng to answer, he rushed into the house, only to see Xuan Ku standing stiffly, and he was even more stunned. All the monks entered together, bowed their heads, and chanted scriptures.

Qiao Feng finally entered the house and knelt indifferently.

Abbot Xuanci finished chanting, looked at Qiao Feng, and asked, “Who is the benefactor?” Is it the donor who is called by the right person? ”

Qiao Feng sighed bitterly: “Disciple Qiao Feng, when the disciple saw the death of the master, he was so sad that he alarmed the abbot. ”

When Xuanci heard Qiao Feng’s name, he was taken aback, his body trembled, and a strange look appeared on his face, staring at him for a long time before saying, “Donor, you… You…… You’re just beggars… Former gang boss? ”

Qiao Feng only nodded and said, “Exactly.” ”

Xuanci asked, “Why did the benefactor come to our temple?” How did he see Senior Brother Xuanku pass away? ”

Qiao Feng had a thousand words in his heart, and he didn’t know how to say it for a while, so he had to say: “Master Xuanku is a disciple’s karmic mentor, but I don’t know what injury my mentor has suffered, is it a poisonous hand?” ”

Abbot Xuanci wept: “He was attacked by someone, and he ate a heavy palm on his chest, and asked the murderer’s appearance, he never said.” ”

Qiao Feng asked in a trance: “Your temple is strictly guarded, I wonder how that murderer can break in?” ”

Xuanci did not answer, and a short old monk suddenly said coldly: “The benefactor broke into Shaolin, we failed to stop and detect, of course, the murderer can go by himself, as if he is in no man’s land.” ”

Qiao Feng bowed and hugged his fists and sighed: “The matter is urgent, and it is not enough to report the request outside the mountain gate, it is a lot of rudeness, and I also ask all the masters for forgiveness.” The disciples had a deep relationship with the Shaolin Sect, and they would never dare to take the slightest offense. ”

At this time, a little Shami walked into the room holding a bowl of steaming medicine, and said to the corpse of Xuanku: “Master, please use medicine.” ”

This is Shami, who served Xuanxuan, and fried a healing elixir in the “Medicine King’s Courtyard” and sent it to Master. He saw that Xuan Ku stood upright, and he did not know that he was dead.

Qiao Feng’s bitter sigh attracted the attention of this little Shami.

That little Shami turned his head to look at him, and suddenly exclaimed loudly: “It’s you! You…… Not again! With a choked sound, the medicine bowl fell to the ground, and the porcelain tablets of medicinal juice scattered in all directions.

“What!” Everyone was surprised?

That little Shami jumped back two steps, leaned against the wall, and shrieked: “It’s him, it’s him who injured Master!” ”

Everyone reacted, their faces full of resentment, and they immediately surrounded and blocked Qiao Feng in it.

Looking at this Shaolin monk who was about to capture him without saying a word, the last trace of attachment in Qiao Feng’s heart had collapsed, just a long laugh of sorrow, leaving a drop of iron tears, and stood up indifferently.

Breathing out two times, Qiao Feng let out two long breaths. The two oil lamps in the hall went out in response to the sound, and it was dark when they landed.

As soon as he blew out the oil lamp, he slammed his left hand on the vest of the Vinaya monk, this palm was all feminine power, did not hurt his internal organs, but slapped his fat body through the hall.

In the darkness, the group of monks heard the wind, and they all said that Qiao Feng went out and fled, each using a grappling technique to grab the discipline monk. All the monks were all of ordinary thoughts, unwilling to beat Qiao Feng to death with a heavy hand, and wanted to capture and interrogate him in detail, why did he kill Master Xuanku.

These more than ten senior monks are all first-rate masters of Shaolin Temple. The first-rate master of Shaolin Temple is also the first-rate master in martial arts, and each person’s grappling technique is different, but each has its own unique characteristics.

For a while, dragon grapplers, eagle claw hands, tiger claw skills, Vajra fingers, stone palms… All kinds of Shaolin school’s most clever grappling techniques are caught on the discipline-keeping monks. The martial arts of all the high-ranking monks are also really good, listening to the wind alone in the dark, and the shot is not bad.

The discipline-keeping monk suffered enough at this moment, and in an instant, his body was about to be caught in all kinds of grappling techniques, and his body was suspended in the air, unable to make a sound, such an experience, I am afraid that no one has experienced it since ancient times.

Wang Dongyue on the roof in the distance looked at Haha Zhile, looking at Qiao Feng who had quietly left, he no longer paid attention to it, anyway, Azhu pretended to be his appearance and stayed in the room, a woman with low martial arts, even if she disappeared for a moment, no one could put the charge on it.

Not long after, the Tibetan scripture pavilion was already in front of him, looking at the monks who remained motionless even if there was a disturbance in the temple, Wang Dongyue smiled disdainfully, as if stepping out of thin air, and walked directly into the small window on the second floor of the Tibetan scripture pavilion.

Exploration One’s detection function was fully turned on, a red light that no one could detect swept through the entire Tibetan scripture pavilion, countless blue-green-red Buddhist scriptures and Buddhist martial arts were all filled into the vacancy in the mental arsenal, and a secret code that was almost stained with a dark golden luster emerged from behind a huge copper mirror.

After waiting for a long time, all the ten thousand Buddhist scriptures and martial arts in this Tibetan scripture pavilion were downloaded, and after glancing at the masters in the three directions in the Tibetan scripture pavilion, Wang Dongyue shook his head and turned back to the Zen room. _

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