The five hundred and thirty-third chapter of the text: the disaster caused by Arjuna

Xiao Jiang decided not to intervene in any Zhenlong chess game. Although he knew that Xuzhu was already nearby, he didn't even have the slightest interest and left the area of ​​Songshan regardless of the north, south, east and west. The outside world doesn't care at all.

Tianlong Jianghu has nothing to do with Xiao Jiang. He has already got what he deserves. Naturally, he doesn't want to be too involved in right and wrong. This way of practicing Xiao Jiang can be regarded as a leap in martial arts. , Yiyang finger skill has advanced to the first rank, that is, the hot finger force can light thirty-six candles in a row. As for the flame knife, he relies on the foundation of the sword technique of the sword, and when the sword is released, it is as ineffective as the sword. Second, although it is less domineering, it is a bit more bizarre.

In contrast, his Lingbo micro-steps have advanced to a state that is almost arbitrary. This is also the promotion of the divine sword technique. Originally, Xiao Jiang's dashing and retreating movement techniques were fast and cunning. When people shoot, they are like ghosts.

"call…"

That night, Xiao Jiang was practising cross-legged in the forest when suddenly there was a sound of clothes breaking in the air. He hurriedly hid behind a tree, and saw a figure rushing in from outside the forest. Xiao Jiang fixed his eyes and saw that under the hazy moonlight , A young monk with a bald head and a gray robe looked around at the edge of the woods, and then clapped his hands and planned to go down the mountain.

This monk probably never dreamed that there were still people hidden in this forest, and he happened to pass Xiao Jiang's hidden tree, and Xiao Jiang has a great resentment for the monk in this world. When he saw the monk sneaking past, he was still in his arms. The bulging one must have stolen something good to escape.

"Hey."

The first time I used a yang finger, the monk was already frozen when the sound of energy breaking through the air appeared. The monk's eyes changed and he opened his mouth to scream, but a finger touched his black sweet hole without warning.

Looking at the monk whose arms were full of things, Xiao Jiang crouched down beside him and reached out to touch it. After fiddling a few times, Xiao Jiang showed a strange embarrassing smile on his face and then slowly took out a cloth bag from the monk's arms. , turned on the flashlight and took a look, Xiao Jiang couldn't help scratching his head and whispering:

"It's weird. I've been wandering around during this time. Where should I be? How can I still encounter this Arjun stealing the Yi Jin Jing that hides the nerve foot nerve."

Ah Zhu, Xiao Jiang is talking about Ah Zhu, the maid of the Murong family in Suzhou Yanziwu, a beautiful woman who is good at disguising, the lover of Xiao Feng, the hero of the Tianlong world, and she stole the Yi Jin Jing at the Shaolin Temple in Songshan. It was strange for Jiang to meet Ah Zhu here, not to mention that Xiao Jiang thought that her arms were stuffed with things, and this fiddling was sure that the other party was a girl.

The Red Queen didn't think there was anything wrong with Xiao Jiang's behavior. With her understanding of Xiao Jiang, unless A Zhu was hostile to him or sent to the door himself, Xiao Jiang would not harm her.

Hearing Xiao Jiang's inquiry, the Red Queen marked his travel route and distance during this time, and then compared it with the map. Ten seconds later, the approximate location of Xiao Jiang appeared on the map, and the location was actually in the woods at the foot of Songshan Mountain.

Xiao Jiang frowned and said:

"Rough, what do you mean by wandering around in Songshan for so long? This nerve is no less than Beiming's martial arts. It seems that I have to be more careful."

"Aju, what are you going to do with it, kill it or stay here?"

The Red Queen couldn't deal with the strange possibility of the plane's backlash, so she had to ask about the current situation. Xiao Jiang took off the human skin mask on Ah Zhu's face, and after a closer look, it was like a lotus coming out of water, although there was a bit of coquettishness between his brows. With a pretty complexion, she is still a pure beauty.

"It's a pity to die, but it seems that fate will push her to die. What a waste, such a beautiful girl... alas..."

Xiao Jiang's sigh was a sigh, but he wouldn't save her, and he wouldn't even want to accept it just because he was pretty. He moved his fingers on Azhu's body a few times, and when he turned his toes a little, he was like a ghost. rushed to the top of the branch.

"Bah…"

When Azhu woke up, she rubbed her face but felt that the mask was gone. She touched her clothes in awe, but found that they were intact. There was no trace of harm anywhere, but it was a little painful. The secret book was no longer there, and the corners of her mouth twitched for a while, and she hurriedly ran down the mountain.

"Amitabha, please return the stolen scriptures."

Just when Xiao Jiang was about to leave, A Zhu who was running wildly was blocked by an old monk. Xiao Jiang listened to A Zhu loudly saying:

"I don't have any scriptures on me, the old monk quickly gave way, I can..."

Ah Zhu's voice stopped abruptly, Xiao Jiang couldn't see the outside situation clearly in the woods, and he didn't dare to go rashly. At this moment, a gray figure rushed into the woods like lightning. This was an old monk with a patched ge robe. , After he looked around, he suddenly opened his palm, and an unparalleled domineering palm attacked at the branch that Xiao Jiang was hiding.

It turned out that the old monk had already discovered the traces of Xiao Jiang, and pretending to block Azhu was a pretense~lightnovelpub.net~ Entering the woods to look around was also a pretense, and his real intention was to raid Xiao Jiang.

Xiao Jiang gave a sly smile on the branch, and the whole person rose up into the sky toward the treetops nearly thirty meters high. At the top, a series of violent explosions came from below, and the dense steel **** erupted around like a torrential rainstorm, and the bottom of the tree was broken by the continuous explosion and began to collapse.

Xiao Jiang wouldn't set a trap for himself. Seeing that the trunk began to deflect, he suddenly jumped up more than four feet. In midair, he kicked his arms and feet, and a set of gliding wings spread out. Like a bat, it flew away quickly.

"Cough cough cough..."

A dry cough was heard in the woods. Under a big tree, the old monk was not damaged by the explosion within three feet. A circle of steel **** fell three feet away from him like a semi-circle. The old monk squinted to the sky and put his palms together. said in a low voice:

"What a weird method, I know that I can't escape without my opponent on the ground, and actually blow up the tree and use the glide to fly away, this person is very scheming, if he has the skill like me... No, the place he went to is the Tibetan scriptures Court…”

The old monk's expression changed greatly and he walked towards the Shaolin Temple like a phantom, but in ten minutes he had reached the Shaolin Temple twenty miles away, and ran all the way to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion behind the temple. Blood spurted out.

There are various Buddhist scriptures and martial arts secret books collected by Shaolin Temple for thousands of years in the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion. There are tens of thousands of scrolls upstairs and downstairs, but now there are rows of empty bookshelves, and there is nothing on it.

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