Chapter 27

Chapter 27: The Sweeper in the Scripture Pavilion?

More than one hundred monks had accumulated injuries, exhausted their internal strength, and were multiplied by inner fear. However, after dozens of breaths of effort, Li Xiu slaughtered most of them like chickens and pigs.

As for the remaining few who escaped, they were scattered, just a few bereaved dogs.

Li Xiu felt that there was no value in chasing them, so he didn’t chase them and let them flee down the mountain.

But Yuanguan was very conspicuous because he held a long black stick, and was the person who presided over the formation, Li Xiu had been chasing after him.

Suddenly, a bad wind hit behind him, Yuanguan was finally better than other Arhat disciples in martial arts, and when he was afraid, he could turn around and lift a stick to stop him!

“Om!”

A short and clear sound of golden and iron strikes reached Yuanguan’s ears, and he quickly raised his eyebrows to look at it.

I saw that the upper part of the jet black iron long rod in his hand was directly cut off by the Heavenly Sword and fell to the ground.

In front of Yitian Zhifeng in Li Xiu’s hands, there was no difference between Zaomu and Yintie.

At this time of raising his eyes, Li Xiu’s effort in not talking to him was just flipping a sword on his wrist.

The iron rod was completely broken into two pieces, and at the same time, a straight red line appeared on the face of Yuanguan’s frightened expression, and it passed through the Tianmen from the underground pavilion!

It felt ugly for the brain flower to splash out, Li Xiu did not cut off all the skulls in Yuanguan, although he was horrified before his death, and his face covered with blood was extremely embarrassed.

But among the Shaolin monks, death looks good, at least a whole body is left.

Yuan Guan fell back, and Li Xiu couldn’t help letting out a long sigh of relief.

Even though the internal strength of the Nine Suns True Scriptures in this battle is continuous, it always consumes a lot of mind and energy.

Since the monk ran away and Li Xiu chased him away, Xiao Zhao jumped down the tree.

After all, he was hesitating in his heart, walking and stopping under the old tree. When Li Xiu went back to look for her, the expression on her face seemed to be still considering a choice.

Is he running away at the risk of being chased back and breaking his limbs, or leaving it honestly may really solve the cold iron chains in his hands.

In the end, seeing Li Xiu returning with the sword, she stopped pacing, and quickly stood still, afraid that Li Xiu would see that she wanted to escape.

“Even if you are smart, thanks to the light work of your three-legged cat, it won’t take a moment for me to sit here and drink a cup of tea and then get up to catch up with you.”

Even if she knew this was the truth in her heart, she had been so jealous just now, but after hearing Li Xiu’s words, Xiao Zhao still turned his mouth disdainfully and attached a Byakugan when Li Xiu turned his back on her.

“Hey, why didn’t you leave a living so as to lead you to the treasure hunt?”

Xiao Zhao said softly with concern, seeming to be enthusiastic about Li Xiu.

But Li Xiu knew in his heart that Xiao Zhao was in a disguised form to detract from his stupidity and lack consideration in doing things.

At this time Li Xiu was in a good mood and didn’t care about her carefully, and he treated her in various ways before.

I’m afraid that the resentment in my heart is already overwhelming, so let her vent a little bit, and then suffocate the person from the bad, and then Guangming will use who he will use.

“Don’t worry, what I can see is by no means an ordinary Shaolin disciple who knows where it is, and it’s useless to keep alive.”

“Moreover, this is the time to enjoy the results after hard work. Relax and experience the joy of exploring and searching slowly.”

“If there is nothing to gain for a while, we can stay here for ten and a half months and look for it slowly, and then leave after searching.”

As soon as this shocking remark came out, Xiao Zhao couldn’t help but smack his tongue secretly, with a wrong expression.

One man with a sword picked up the den of the No. 1 school today, killed hundreds of Shaolin disciples, and coveted other people’s secret treasures.



If there is nothing for a while, and if you don’t want to run quickly, you will have to stay down and search slowly, carefully searching Shaolin’s hundreds of years of foundation.

How does this person think? How can you act so rampantly!

Little Zhao didn’t know that at this moment, she looked at Li Xiu’s expression, which looked like an emoticon package on Another World Online.

A weak and poor kitten tentatively stuck his head out of the ground from a hole in the ground, his eyes dull and surprised-is this the big guy’s world?

Without him, the confidence and self-confidence brought by strength, Li Xiu is not just talking about it. If there is no decent harvest for a short time, he really plans to stay and search slowly.

After all, there is plenty of time. Even if those Shaolin disciples who fled now set out to chase the main Shaolin forces and come back with a helping hand, it would take nearly a month.

And for Li Xiu’s next goal, the great shift of the universe, it does not affect.

It will take a while for the main forces of the six major factions to converge, and another pre-war meeting will have to fight to reach the Guangmingding Peak. These are not things that can be done in ten days and eight days.

Arriving early is not helpful, Li Xiu has to wait for the six major factions to clear the road to Guangmingding for him.

No matter how easy it is for him, he easily took Xiao Zhao into the forbidden area of ​​Mingjiao, and it took him a long time to learn how to move the world.


Li Xiu walked slowly in Shaolin like a walk in his own courtyard, Xiao Zhao also followed behind him in a similar way.

The two of them wandered left and right, and they quickly found the Shaolin Buddhist Scripture Pavilion.

After all, a Jinglou that is ten feet tall is still very conspicuous.

From the outside, the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion has three floors, with red pillars and blue tiles, antique in appearance, and it looks like it has been beaten by wind and rain.

Push the door and go in. On the first floor, there are mostly ordinary martial arts and general scriptures.

Before going up to the second floor and waiting for the two to take a closer look, Li Xiu Xiaozhao even noticed that there were people on the third floor!

Stepping on the wooden steps, Li Xiu had an imperceptible meal when he heard the sound from upstairs.

Although consciously unlikely, he still had the idea that “it would not be a character like a sweeping monk” in his mind.

But even if it is really a sweeping monk, it is impossible for Li Xiu to turn around and retreat since he has reached this point.

Then he went upstairs, and Li Xiu realized that he was just thinking about it.

The footsteps were vain and impatient, and it sounded like someone was rummaging anxiously on the third floor.

Moreover, this person is not yet familiar with martial arts, after all, returning to the basics is not such a way of returning to the truth.

Both Li Xiu were both armed with martial arts, and they landed almost silently. The people on the third floor were all looking for the secret book at this time, and they didn’t find anything unusual.

It wasn’t until the monk switched to another bookshelf to search for martial arts secrets, only to find that there were two people on the third floor looking at him.


The face-lift monk recognized the figure of the man at a glance. At that time, he knelt down with a trembling figure, repeatedly begging for mercy.

“Spare! Please spare!”

“Spare! Hero, please spare my life!”

Li Xiu looked at the figure kneeling on the ground, knocking his head like garlic, a figure of martial arts secrets slipping from his arms, and he felt a little familiar.

After thinking about it for a few breaths, Li Xiu also recognized it, and couldn’t help squinting.

This thin-faced monk was the more clever one of the two monks he saw when he first entered Shaolin.

It was also the monk who kept reporting letters and brought in Shaolin disciples.