Sweeping Monk, 60 Years in Sutra Depository
6 Bodhidharma’s Handwork, Second Class Holy Monk

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Whether it was Rank-3 or Rank-4, it was enough to make the black-clothed man come and go without a trace.

He was like a smart and charming black cat, jumping down from the roof and stepping on the glazed tiles on the third floor. He pushed open the window frame with both hands and crawled in.

The Sutra Depository was dark and deep. Rows of bookshelves made of pear wood were placed with scrolls of ancient and precious scriptures.

The man in black took advantage of the darkness to quickly flip through the scriptures.

The pitch-black environment was not a problem for a high-ranked powerhouse at all.

"Not this."

"Not this either!"

"Where did the Shaolin Temple hide it?”

The black-clothed man rummaged through the cabinets and boxes. It seemed that he was not here for Shaolin's 72 Ultimate Skills.

Until he picked up a thick book and looked at the pages of calligraphy.

It wasn't Sanskrit, nor was it the official script of the Central Plains.

"That person said that the words in the book are like heavenly books. It is the early Brahma body when Bodhidharma was introduced to the Central Plains. Could it be this book?”

The man in black gripped the scroll tightly.

He thought he had found what he was looking for!

"Amitabha. Patron, it's fine if you came to the Sutra Library to steal books, but why did you take This Penniless Monk's diary?”

A calm and indifferent Buddhist shout sounded from the side of the black-robed man.

"Who is it?"

The man in black was shocked and turned around.

If he was really a black cat, he would definitely bow his back and his fur would stand on end.

Ning Chen stood in the darkness and stared at the man in black.

" A monk?!"

The man in black was bewildered.

He did not hear Ning Chen's approaching footsteps, nor did he detect any aura.

With such methods, it was impossible for him to be an ordinary person.

However, Ning Chen had a slender figure, a handsome face, and a green monk robe. He was definitely not the abbot or the head monk of Shaolin Temple.

This was because the abbot and the chief of Shaolin Temple were all famous experts in Jianghu. The men in black knew all of them.

"Who are you?"

The man in black asked as he kept Ning Chen's diary.

He wasn't sure if the book was what he was looking for.

No matter what, he had to bring her out first.

Ning Chen saw that his diary had been taken away. He frowned and said in a deep voice,"I'm a monk guarding the Sutra Depository. You trespassed into the forbidden area of the Buddhist Sect and you still ask me who I am?”

"Stealing the scriptures of the Sutra Depository is a serious crime. This Penniless Monk would advise Benefactor to put down the…scriptures of the day and leave quickly.”

"I will leave, but I won't put down the scriptures. You can't keep me!”

The man in black turned his head and pretended to escape.

"Did This Penniless Monk let you go?"

Ning Chen took a step forward and closed the distance between them.

"What a fast movement technique!"

The man in black was shocked.

Who knew that he was pretending to run away, turning around and slapping Ning Chen with his palm.

The black-robed man's palm power was thick and powerful, like an avalanche.

His palm was purple-black and contained a deadly poison. Before he could hit it, a bloody stench assaulted his face.

"My Nether Poison Palm, fifty years of cultivation. Let's see how you're going to take it!”

A vicious light flashed in the eyes of the man in black.

Countless martial arts experts had died under his Nether Poison Palm.

Even if he could withstand the boundless palm force, he could not withstand the poison of the Poison Palm True Qi!

There was a loud bang, but there was no terrifying explosion.

The Nether Poison Palm hit Ning Chen's shoulder heavily. The man in black felt that the power of his palm and true qi was like a stone sinking into the ocean, without causing any ripples.

Not only that.

When the palm hit Ning Chen, there was actually no aftershock.

Logically speaking, with the strength of a Rank-3 or 4 expert, even if it was just a remnant of his might, he could still destroy the surrounding pear wood bookshelves as easily as breaking dry weeds and smashing rotten wood.

However, the scene in front of him defied the common sense of the men in black.

His strength and zhenqi were like stones sinking into the ocean. The other party even took the initiative to devour his zhenqi.

" Star Absorbing Technique!?"

The black-clothed man's expression changed drastically as he sensed the loss of the poisonous Genuine Qi in his body.

"My zhenqi contains the power of the five poisons. How dare you absorb it?”

The man in black sneered.

His other hand turned into a claw, and the true qi in his body shot out like needles. It was like a ghastly white claw that grabbed towards Ning Chen's head.

"Your Five Poisons Divine Art is indeed powerful, but it can't compare to This Penniless Monk's Marrow and Tendon Cleansing Scripture.”

"This poor monk is immune to all poisons. What can a mere five poisons do to me?”

Ning Chen saw the black robed man's white bone claws coming down, wanting to lift the top of his head. He didn't dodge, but closed his eyes.

"Buddha's Palm, Buddha's Light Appears!"

Ning Chen suddenly opened his eyes wide and formed a Buddhist seal with his hand. A majestic and dense true qi was instantly activated, and it surged out from the pores on his body.

"Buzz…"

Suddenly, a faint sacred chanting sounded in the surrounding space.

Ning Chen's body emitted a golden light, and an unstoppable masculine force directly shook the black-robed man.

The black-robed man was sent flying and spat out blood. His eyes were filled with shock.

Second Stage Holy Monk?

He was even more powerful than the abbot of Shaolin Temple!

With just the protective divine light, he could send him flying and spit out blood, causing internal injuries. Even the highly respected abbot of Shaolin Temple could not do it.

"Who exactly are you?"

The man in black shouted.

Since when did Shaolin Temple hide such a reclusive expert?

"Amitabha. This Penniless Monk is just a servant monk who sweeps the Sutra Depository.”

Ning Chen raised his palm and answered truthfully.

"Bah, liar!"

"Monks don't lie, but you're full of nonsense.”

The man in black broke through the window and escaped.

He then used the Five Poison Divine Art's Gecko Wall Swimming Technique, jumping over roofs and walls, and sprinted toward the cliff outside the Shaolin Temple's walls.

"Someone broke into Shaolin Temple!"

"Dang dang dang…"

The monk on night patrol hurriedly struck the copper gong in his hand.

In an instant, the Shaolin Temple, which was sleeping peacefully under the moonlight, was awakened.

The fire torches lit up one by one, like a fire dragon swimming in the alley.

"Damn it!"

The man in black looked at the monk who was striking the gong with a sinister gaze.

"I couldn't defeat the holy monk just now, but do you think I can't defeat you?”

The black-robed man did not even go down. Instead, he struck out a palm in the air. Genuine Qi seeped out of his body and condensed into rolling black gas. It was like a thousand-legged centipede that pounced toward Monk Copper Gong.

"Ah!"

Before long, the monk who was striking the gong turned into a pool of black water.

"Which demon dares to be so impudent in the Buddhist sacred temple?”

A loud roar mixed with the lion's roar of the Buddhist Sect rang out. It was deafening and completely woke up all the monks in the temple.

The black-robed man's eardrums trembled, almost tearing apart.

He immediately circulated the Five Poisons Divine Technique. His cheeks puffed up exaggeratedly and then quickly deflated, making him croak like a toad.

The man in black used the toad technique to resist the lion's roar and shouted,""I don't want your Shaolin Temple to have a reclusive senior monk hidden in the world and fall.”

"If there's a day in the future, I'll definitely ask for advice again!”

The man in black tapped the roof of the drum tower with the tip of his toes and used the force to fly into the air. After a few more waves of true qi, he was about to jump out of Shaolin Temple.

At this moment, a fat monk wearing a golden robe rose from the clouds and shouted,""How can you come and go as you please?”

"Great Compassion Prajna Palm!"

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