Xuan Ci's Face Was Green, and the Sweeping Monk Had Live Forever ()
"Someone actually went to the Sutra Depository to steal scriptures!”
In Shaolin Temple, Xuan Ci and the others 'faces turned green.
The grand Shaolin Temple, a thousand-year-old temple, had no idea that its ultimate skill had been stolen.
If word got out, Shaolin would become a laughing stock in the martial arts world.
The group of people from the Xuan generation looked at it and saw that it was the Sutra Depository of their Great Song Shaolin Temple.
"Junior Brother Xuan Ji, what did you do as the head of the Arhat Hall?”
The Arhat Hall was in charge of Shaolin's defense and commanded the Shaolin Monks.
Xuan Ci looked at the head of Arhat Hall with a dark face.
"What's wrong with this Twenty-Three Extremes Divine Monk? Someone stole the scriptures, but he didn't care.”
Xuan Ji's expression was ugly.
That black-robed man's cultivation was close to the level of a martial grandmaster. It would be strange if his disciples could discover him.
In the sky, in the light screen.
After the black-clothed man came for the first time and was not discovered, he treated Shaolin's Sutra Depository as his backyard.
He would come to see the ultimate technique every few days. As for the Lotus Sutra that the sweeping monk had deliberately placed, he was not interested in it at all.
From the beginning to the end, the man in black did not notice the existence of the sweeping monk.
Finally, a second black-robed man appeared in the Sutra Depository. He was a half-step grandmaster with a cultivation similar to the first black-robed man.
The second black-clothed man was the same as the first black-clothed man. He was also here to secretly learn the ultimate skill.
Just like the first one, he felt as if he was blinded by the sweeping monk's close attention.
The sweeping monk still did not make a move against this black-clothed man.
Similarly, the sweeping monk also placed a Diamond Sutra next to the ultimate skill that the black-clothed man had secretly learned, hoping that the other party would read the Buddhist scriptures.
However, the two men in black had the same behavior. They only had eyes for the secret manuals of their ultimate skills and had no interest in the Buddhist scriptures.
The two of them would come and go once in a while, and the Sutra Depository would become lively.
As for the sweeping monk, every time after the two of them left, he would quietly put away the scriptures without any intention of stopping them.
"That was me. I was also noticed by the sweeping monk, so I didn't notice his existence.”
Xiao Yuanshan felt a chill run down his spine. His cultivation, which had already reached the level of a martial grandmaster, did not give him any sense of security at all.
The sweeping monk's unfathomable methods simply terrified him.
It was hard to imagine that he could still read the ultimate skill excitedly.
"Damn it!"
"These bastards, do they think my Shaolin Sutra Library is a market?”
The faces of Xuan Ci and the others were already as black as the bottom of a pot.
After so many years, they actually knew nothing about this kind of thing.
If the other party committed a crime in Shaolin, no one would know even if he killed someone.
Even if they were eminent monks, they could not help but curse at this moment.
"From now on, order the 108 Arhat Formation to patrol and enter the Sutra Depository.”
"Send out the Eighteen Bronze Men Formation. If you find anyone stealing the scripture, kill them without mercy.”
"Eminent Monks of the Xuan generation, at least two people are on duty every night. Don't give the thieves any chance to take advantage of you.”
Xuan Ci was furious on the spot. She brought out the final 108 Arhats and 18 Bronze Men of Shaolin Temple.
"F * ck, did these trash from Shaolin not notice?”
"Shaolin's defense is too trashy. If it weren't for the fact that the seventy-two ultimate techniques that dropped require the corresponding Buddhist Dharma to be cultivated, I would have gone to steal scriptures.”
"This time, Shaolin Temple has lost all its face.”
"This abbot Xuan Ci is probably going to become the most trashy abbot in Shaolin history.”
.......
In an instant, the Nine Provinces mocked Shaolin.
Especially Xuan Ci, the current abbot, who was scolded badly.
"Xuan Ci is actually so useless. Under his leadership, Shaolin Temple has declined to this extent.”
"No wonder they didn't know that our teacher was killed.”
Xiao Feng was shocked and furious. The thousand-year-old temple that inherited Patriarch Dharma's legacy was actually humiliated by two half-step Great Grandmasters to this extent.
The Shaolin Temple's Sutra Depository was like a backyard.
Beside him, A'Zhu had a matter-of-fact look.
Because she was also one of the people who treated Shaolin Temple as their backyard.
One had to know that even a person like him could sneak into Shaolin and steal scriptures. One could only imagine how declining Shaolin was.
In the sky, in the light screen.
Ever since the two men in black appeared, they would come to the Sutra Depository every once in a while.
Occasionally, the two of them would even bump into each other and fight.
In the end, the two of them were tied.
At this point, the two of them tacitly continued to steal scriptures.
Time flew by, and spring passed. The two of them had been stealing scriptures in the Sutra Depository for thirty years.
The sweeping monk had also swept the Sutra Depository for seventy years.
At this moment, the sweeping monk had reached a terrifying age of more than 130 years old, far surpassing Zhang Sanfeng, who had been the oldest.
At 130 years old, the sweeping monk was still the same as before.
In the past 30 years, the two men in black had been going back and forth in the Sutra Depository, but they had not discovered the existence of the sweeping monk.
In 30 years, the two half-step martial grandmasters had broken through again and become half-step mythical experts.
"130 years old, how terrifying!”
"The sweeping monk boss is amazing. He has directly achieved immortality!”
"He's definitely going to become an immortal!"
"Someone who has lived longer than Reverend San Feng has appeared.”
"I'm more curious if these two men in black were scared to death when they found out about the existence of the sweeping monk.”
......
Everyone exclaimed!
If he wasn't an immortal cultivator, how could he have lived to 130 years old and still look like he was 60 years old?
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