Martial Arts Conquer System

Vol 6 Chapter 84: Make a noise

It seems. This Shaolin is usually peaceful and peaceful, but he reacts very quickly when facing the enemy.

Moreover, the strict guard is worthy of being a forbidden martial arts world.

Lu Yang smiled bitterly: "We just want to see Master Tianfeng as soon as possible, but now it seems that we are going to have to rush and fail."

Chu Liuxiang said, "No matter what, let's find out the whereabouts of Master Feng and then talk about it."

Lu Yang nodded, thinking that Master Tianfeng's life was already at stake, they felt extremely anxious.

But until now, they didn't even know where Master Tianfeng was.

But now, the low sound of the wooden fish has stopped, and the ancient temple has returned to silence, even more silent.

However, they are all masters of the rivers and lakes, and they even know that the more peaceful, the more terrifying.

Moreover, there must be crises everywhere, making it difficult to prevent.

But they don't have much time to think about it.

Lu Yang pondered for a while: "Brother Chu, please lead them away first."

Chu Liuxiang also pondered for a moment. He suddenly rushed out of the darkness, and he swept over the highest roof ridge.

Lu Yang hid his figure.

Chu Liuxiang's robe was fluttering, as if flying into the sky, the entire temple seemed to be under his feet.

Sure enough, someone had spotted him immediately.

I saw people flickering everywhere, and in every courtyard, there were people flying over here.

Lu Yang looked around and saw only a small courtyard to the west, but there was no movement.

Lu Yang cast a wink at Chu Liuxiang, Chu Liuxiang understood.

Chu Liuxiang didn't wait for those people to get close, and said with a big smile: "The Shaolin Tibetan Scriptures are famous all over the world, can you lend them to me?"

Chu Liuxiang turned abruptly in laughter, and swept toward the Tibetan scriptures.

At this time, I heard that there were monks all around shouting: "This person really came for the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion."

"Everyone pay attention to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion."

"You go over there, you go over there, guard every opening."

"As long as you see something moving, send a message immediately, and you must not let the villain succeed."

"Yes, my side is already guarded."

Suddenly, the situation in that scene was chaotic.

The richness of the Shaolin Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is crowned the world, and most of those who invade Shaolin Temple at risk are indeed for the Tibetan Scriptures.

Although Putian is the southern branch of Shaolin, the Tibetan scriptures in the pavilion are also extremely precious, and the Shaolin monks naturally think that they are also here for theft.

But who would have thought that they were attacking the west, so the suspicion array made the attention of the monks focused on Chu Liuxiang and the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Seeing the figures of the monks rushing towards the Buddhist scripture pavilion, Lu Yang immediately swept westward.

This time, he never had a flying roof anymore, just traversed under the eaves of the palace.

auzw.com In the shadow of the tree, most of the lights in the duster room were unlit. It was so quiet there, and occasionally the sound of cicadas could be heard among the branches.

In the deserted courtyard, there is a sense of indescribable loneliness.

How can the monks living in this ancient temple spend so lonely years?

Lu Yang kept his body in shape, but sighed secretly in his heart. He always admired people who can bear and love loneliness.

Because he knew that there was nothing more unbearable than loneliness in this world.

How many people do many things wrong because they can't stand loneliness.

Lu Yang passed through a silent courtyard and passed by dark Buddhist houses. He searched around the temple.

The bluestone slabs on the ground that were washed by the stars slid past his feet, and he was like a bird.

For a long time, no one found him at all.

Lu Yang was walking forward, and suddenly heard a soft chick: "Donor, please stay."

Suddenly, a vigorous and violent fist wind rushed towards Lu Yang.

Seeing that his body was shaken by the fist wind and flew straight out like a thin piece of paper.

The opposite was a monk with gray eyebrows. He didn't expect that he would be able to do it with just one move. He felt a little surprised.

But there was a flower in front of his eyes, and the young man who was shocked by his fist flew back.

Lu Yang stood in front of him again with a smile, his body is so strange, coming and going like lightning fast.

Actually, the sharp Shaolin fist did not hurt Lu Yang the slightest.

The gray eyebrow monk was originally a master of the Shaolin Temple, and his cultivation is indeed advanced.

But it was also stunned for a while, and stared at Lu Yang blankly for a while, and was speechless for a while.

Lu Yang was also about to punch him deliberately, making him dumbfounded, not knowing how to react.

This way, other people won't be alarmed, but his body is not iron-struck. Will it be good to get this heavy punch?

This is what the gray eyebrow monk thought of.

The gray eyebrow monk was stunned for a long time before he slowly said: "The donor's martial arts are so advanced, and the old monk has never seen him in his life. I wonder if I can tell the name?"

Lu Yang said: "In Xia Luyang."

The grey eyebrow monk said: "It turns out to be the son of Lu Yang, who is famous in the world."

Lu Yang touched his nose, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect the master to avoid Hong Chen, but he also knew that he had a little reputation."

The gray eyebrow monk's gloomy and heavy face suddenly seemed to become happy. Some smiles began to appear in his cold eyes.

He slowly said: "Although the old monk has been acquainted with the heroes of the rivers and lakes for a long time, he has a nephew who has a lot of friends. Whenever he comes here, he always tells the old monk some novel and interesting stories, and Daxia Lu, Chu Xiangshuai His heroic feat is the most interesting and moving of all events."

Lu Yang said: "What the master said is Wuhua?"

The monk with Gray Eyebrow said: "In the past hundreds of years, he has been the only disciple who has traveled extensively under the Shaolin school and has traveled across the rivers and lakes."

Lu Yang said: "Then is he here now?"

The Lingmei monk said: "The donor came this time and made such a noise, is he looking for him?"..

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