Chapter 413 Shaolin 7

"Mr. Murong, you just said that someone knew that the little monk was going to come to Shaolin Temple to borrow the Yijinjing? How is this possible?" If you can see the expression clearly, the current Jiu Mozhi must have eyes wide open and his face is blue. Moreover, soon, he subconsciously turned his head and looked at Luo Yuchen.

"National teacher, don't look at me like that. Tonight, I'm also one of the victims!" As soon as Luo Yuchen said this, Xuanci, Xuanji and other old monks changed their faces slightly. However, at this time, Luo Yuchen didn't care much about their reactions. "Master, I remember you said that the news about the Tianzhu monks and the Shaolin Yijinjing was also told to you by others?"

"Huh? You mean, people on God Mountain? Jiu Mozhi shook his head slightly and said, "It should be. There are indeed many aliens around the people on the divine mountain, and some people seem to have a great influence on him..."

"Amitabha, good and good..." The abbot Xuanci suddenly sighed, showing an extremely complicated look: "Well, why is this? Although the Yijin Sutra is the most precious treasure of my Shaolin, this Sutra is recorded in Sanskrit, and the martial arts doctrine is even more unfathomable. Even I, Shaolin monks, few people can understand it. As for outsiders, it is almost impossible to understand without Shaolin martial arts. I didn't expect to attract so many coveted people..."

"Well, Murong Shizhu, Jiumo Zhiguoshi, you two are also Taishan Beidou-style figures in the world. I didn't expect you to do such a thing!" Compared with the gentle abbot Xuanci, Xuanji, who is in charge of the precepts, will be much more popular. "That's it, national master, please hand over the Yijin Sutra!"

"It should be so!" With a glance, Jiu Mozhi found that although Qiao Feng had not merged with Xuannan, Xuanku and others, their vigilance and vigilance and vigilance between them had faded. Obviously, if they wanted to do it again, Xuanku and others would no longer stand aside and watch coldly! With a slight sigh, he took out a square oil paper package from his arms and held it up with his hands: "The little monk is ashamed. He believes that the traitor incites and commits greed. He is really ashamed... The precious temple treasure scriptures are here, and now it is perfect to return to Zhao..."

"If you know your mistakes, you can correct them. There is no big deal of kindness. Congratulations to the national teacher, and you will return when you get lost..." Xuanci's abbot smiled and said a routine, and he was about to reach out to get the oil-paper package. Xuanji, Xuannan, Qiao Feng and other people, except for Luo Yuchen and Xu Zhu, who are still continuing to confront the father and son of the Murong family, the rest of them focused their attention. Seven or eight pairs of shining eyes stared at Jiu Mozhi. Even with his cultivation, he still felt endless pressure and dared not There is the slightest act of rashness...

However, the reason why accidents become accidents are that they often happen when people think it is impossible to happen - just when the abbot Xuanci's fingers touched the oil paper package, he suddenly heard a bang explosion, and then a dazzling firelight rose up outside the wall. Then a colorful and beautiful fireworks suddenly bloomed in the night sky!

"Huh? Be careful!" The sudden fireworks made the people present slightly shocked, and at this moment, Jiu Mozhi's hands suddenly shook, and the oil paper package wrapped in Yijinjing immediately flew high with a "huh"! Then, he saw his hands turn over, and the thunderclasped the abbot Xuanci's wrist like lightning could not cover his ears. Moreover, at the same time, Jiu Mozhi shouted loudly, "The Book of Changes" is for you, Luo Xiaoyou, take something and leave!"

"Hey, it seems that I didn't read the almanac before I went out today. Why don't people throw dirty water on me?" Luo Yuchen was almost happy, especially when someone really responded to Jiu Mozhi's call and subconsciously rushed to him, he was really crying and laughing: "Master Xuannan, you can see it clearly, the package did not fly to me..."

Indeed, Jiu Mozhi's loud shout was purely to distract everyone's attention. In fact, the direction of the package thrown out was Qiao Feng's direction! After subconsciously rushing a few steps this way, Xuannan reacted, and then he hummed coldly and turned his head to Qiao Feng: "Well, flies don't bite seamless eggs, you are not a good person... Qiao Feng, put down the Yijinjing!"

"Hmm, take the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain!" Qiao Feng also snorted coldly in response to Xuan Nan's scolding. Moreover, he didn't look at the flying oil paper package at all. He just poked his hand in the air. After holding it, he threw it to the side. The flying package immediately changed its direction and drew a perfect arc, which fell into the arms of Master Xuanku!

"What?" Master Xuanku subconsciously reached out and caught the Yijinjing. Xuanji, Xuannan and others immediately let go of Qiao Feng, and a swarm of bees surged up and surrounded Master Xuanku in the middle...

"Haha, ridiculous, ridiculous, didn't you say that all four families are empty? Why are you so tight by such a thing outside now? In the strange laughter of Yin and Yang, everyone's eyes were attracted, and then they saw the helplessness and shame on the abbot of Xuanci's face, which had been clasped by Jiu Mozhi and lost the power of resistance!

"Ah, abbot!" Xuan Ji and others were shocked. They didn't expect that the abbot of Xuanci would be completely defeated and captured by Jiu Mozhi in a few moves: "Jiou Mozhi, what do you want to do? Why don't you let go of the abbot quickly?"

"Hey, you old monks don't know anything. The prisoners you finally caught don't have any benefit, so you want the little monk to let go for nothing?" Ignoring the solemn appearance of this monk, just looking at this answer, it is a live bandit style. Seeing this situation, Master Xuanji's eyes are about to spewing fire. "Ji Mozhi, let go of the abbot. Our Shaolin Temple will not investigate what happened tonight, and we will let you leave freely later..."

"Well, there is an abbot to lead the way. Isn't it easy to leave Shaolin Temple?" Jiu Mozhi sneered, and his eyes radiated greedy eyes again: "Don't talk nonsense. Give me back the Yijinjing. Otherwise, you are going to choose a new abbot!"

"What?" The old monk's face changed dramatically. It took him a long time to react, and then he shouted wildly and shouted: "Insatiable! Delusional..."

"Oh, it seems that you are going to choose a new abbot?" Jiu Mozhi sneered, tightened his hand, and staggered the abbot of Xuanci. At the same time, he shouted fiercely, "Hurry up and make a decision. Is it the life of the old monk Xuanci or a dead thing "Yijinjing"? Give you ten breaths and make a decision quickly. I don't have time to bargain with you slowly!"

"Amitabha, don't think about it!" Xuanji and others were still hesitating, but the abbot Xuanci suddenly opened his mouth and said anxiously, "Brother Xuanji, I order you to take over as the host immediately..."

Even if it was Jiu Mozhi's reaction speed, he still didn't have time to react. By the time he wanted to stop it, Xuanci had almost explained the order to pass the throne. His face suddenly changed, and his hand, which was raised to half of it, was also put down, and he didn't click Xuanci's dumb hole any more: "Oh, why? Master Xuanci, the little monk doesn't want to take the Yijinjing as his own, but just wants to borrow it. Why does the master need to be so stingy and burn all the jade?"

"Huh? Jiu Mozhi, are you telling the truth? Do you really just want to borrow it?" Xuanji's face moved slightly, and he suddenly said, "In this case, it's not negotiable, we..." Before he finished speaking, the abbot Xuanci's face changed greatly and shouted harshly, "Hold up! Xuan Ji, Yi Jin Jing is the treasure of my Shaolin Town Temple. Can it be shown to outsiders at will? Don't say more. I've made up my mind. You can take over now! As long as you remember, just take down this monk and avenge me!"

After the last words, Xuanci's eyes turned slightly, looked deeply at Xu Zhu, and then took a deep breath. Then, the real qi fluctuation on his body suddenly became violent and fierce! Jiu Mozhi was shocked, as if he had seen a ghost, and his voice was a little out of tune: "What are you doing? Are you crazy? Stop it, stop..."

"Abbot, no!" At the critical moment, Xu Zhu's reaction was also very fast. As he rushed to Xuanci, his hands and fingers also moved quickly. He drove countless finger wind into the acupuncture points around Xuanci, and abruptly suppressed the true qi that had begun to boil in his body! Xuan Ci looked complicated and smiled bitterly, "Oh, I'm begging for benevolence. Why do you stop me..."

"Ask for benevolence? Humph, how can it be so easy?" Before Xu Zhu arrived in front of him, he had solved the crisis of Xuanci's self-explosion from the air, but Jiu Mozhi found another opportunity, explored his hand again, grabbed Xuanci's pulse again, and captured him in his hand again! However, this time, he just grabbed Xuanci's vein door. One hand of Xu Zhu had also grabbed the other arm of Xuanci. Without hesitation, he shouted loudly, and then pulled Xuanci over abruptly: "You monk, let go!"

"Ah, Beiming Shengong?!" It was very cooperative. While Xu Zhu shouted loudly, Jiu Mozhi really let go of his hand. However, from the shocked and angry expression on his face, it can be seen that this is definitely not his voluntary: "You, why do you know this magic that absorbs people's internal power like the boy of the Duan family?"