Chapter 42
Xia Wuji left the Sutra Pavilion and performed lightness kung fu at full speed, but he didn't fly outside the Shaolin Temple, but in the direction of the Daxiong Palace.

In the Daxiong Palace, two monks are cleaning the dust with brooms.

A young monk was yawning, with dark circles under his eyes, and he swept the floor weakly.

He was guarding the main hall for a senior brother last night, but he vaguely saw a figure. He was so frightened that he didn't fall asleep all night. He was confused for a while when it was almost dawn, and was called up again to clean the main hall. very.

"Brother Xu Ci, why do you look listless, did you ask Senior Brother Xu Se to borrow a picture book last night?" Another young monk winked and said.

"Amitabha, I don't read that kind of messy books." The little monk called Xuci blushed and hurriedly explained: "Didn't I guard the hall for Senior Brother Xujing last night? I encountered a strange thing .”

"What's weird?"

"It's like this..." The little monk Xuci lowered his voice, and told what happened last night, swallowed again, and said, "Tell me, will there be unclean things in our temple?"

Another little monk laughed: "Junior brother, you know you are joking. This is the Great Hall of the Great Hero, and the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas are watching from above. How can there be any monsters and ghosts who would dare to act recklessly here? Are you not afraid of laying down eighteen levels of hell? Never Superborn?"

Xu Ci raised his head to look at the bowed Buddha, solemn and compassionate, and couldn't help agreeing with his brother's point of view.If there are unclean things in the Daxiong Palace, then there will be no chaos in this world, and demons will make trouble.

He guessed again: "Could it be that some martial arts master broke into Shaolin Temple without authorization?"

"It's even more impossible. My Shaolin Temple is full of masters and is heavily guarded. No one can break in. What's more, even if someone sneaks up, it's going to a forbidden place like the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. What are you doing in the Daxiong Palace? Stealing incense money?"

Another young monk taunted: "I think it's my junior brother, you are timid and scare yourself."

"certainly not."

"You are timid, a coward, a coward, I want to tell Senior Brother Xu Se and them, hahaha."

"I didn't scare myself, I really saw it, and I stood in front of the merit box..." The Xuci argued, pointing to the merit box, but suddenly shouted: "Out...appeared...appeared again It's..."

"Junior brother, you coward, I won't be deceived by you..." The other young monk looked back, and before he finished speaking, he saw a small figure standing in front of the merit box, and was startled for a moment. Sitting on the ground with his buttocks: "Ghost...Master Ghost, my meat...meat is not tasty, you eat the kind, it has thin skin and tender meat."

Furious and frightened, Xu Ci waved his broom wildly: "Buddha bless you, Bodhisattva bless you!" Suddenly, the figure disappeared, as if it had never appeared before.

Disappeared together with the "ghost uncle", and the merit box.

Uncle Ghost ran away with the merit box? ?

Xu Ci looked confused, and looked at the senior brother who was crying all over his face and crotch, pinched his nose and said: "The ghosts are gone, senior brother, you are the coward, the coward! The coward who peed on his pants in fright."

On the other side, Xia Wuji unfolded his movements and left the Shaolin Temple soon.

Holding the merit box in his arms, he seems to be talking to himself: "Grandpa Buddha, you are not reliable, and the matter is only half done. I will not kill your believers and burn your temple, but don't even think about the incense money." .”

……

Five days later, in an inn.

Xia Wuji took out a piece of iron, which was engraved with densely packed characters, extremely small.

He looked at the iron plate, observed it carefully, and silently read the four words at the beginning of the iron plate: "Chewing Iron Great Law"

That's right, this is exactly one of the top ten magic arts of the Devil's Cult.

Both the Devil's Cult and the Azure Dragon Society are very mysterious organizations in the Jianghu. Many people know that these two organizations are full of masters, but who they are and what martial arts they practice are always shrouded in mist.

But it is undeniable that the strength of these two organizations is beyond ordinary people's imagination.

As far as Xia Wuji knows, the Demon Cult has a total of ten magical skills, namely the Great Soul Searching Hand, the Great Soul Searching Needle, the Magic Sword Transforming Blood, the Magic Blood Magic, and the Magic Sword Sword Technique...

And Chewing Iron Dafa is one of them.

This iron chewing method was erupted from the Bodhisattva of Great Huanxi, which can strengthen the internal organs and produce iron like tofu.

The martial arts practiced by the Great Huanxi Nu Bodhisattva and her disciples are derived from the iron-chewing Dafa.

Xia Wuji took a deep breath and let it out suddenly.

call out!
A stream of air shot out of his mouth like an arrow, and a small pothole immediately appeared on the wall.

"In the future, I will kill people when I exhale, I will see who can guard against it." Xia Wuji chuckled, if he cultivated this martial art, he would be another plum blossom thief, killing people invisible.

The reason why Plum Blossom Pirates were able to move around for a while was because there was a special hidden weapon hidden in their mouths.

After all, when fighting in martial arts, most people focus on the opponent's weapon.

Only when two dogs are fighting do they stare at each other's mouths.

Unlike dogs, people don't bite people with their mouths.

But Plum Blossom Pirates used their mouths to kill people, because no one would have imagined that such a thing would happen in the world, that's why he plotted against him and succeeded repeatedly.

The more expert he is, the easier it is for him to plot against, because when an expert confronts an enemy, his eyes will hardly look above the opponent's shoulder.

If this trick is used well, people will die inexplicably.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

After Xia Wuji called "Come in", a man walked into the room with food.

"By the way, how is Bai Xiaosheng these few days?" Xia Wuji picked up his chopsticks and suddenly thought of Bai Xiaosheng.

After descending from the Shaolin Temple, Xia Wuji immersed himself in martial arts while he was on his way.

The flower-picking finger, Wuxiang Jiezhi stolen from Shaolin Temple, and the iron-chewing Dafa erupted from the Bodhisattva of Great Huanxi, these are all extremely high-level martial arts, which made him temporarily forget the existence of Bai Xiaosheng.

Ying Yi respectfully said: "Reporting to the leader, Bai Xiaosheng was locked in the woodshed, had his acupuncture points tapped, and was tied up with a rope. Water and food were delivered on time every day. For the time being, no accidents happened."

"Well, good." Xia Wuji nodded, and said with a smile: "When I eat, I'll make him go up the mountain."

Bai Xiaosheng is a talent, knows how to create public opinion, and knows a lot of secrets, this talent must be earned into Tianxin Club.

Of course, when dealing with a high-end talent like Bai Xiaosheng, one should not be as simple and rude as an ordinary master, one must be gentle, be moved with emotion, and be reasonable.

As a bare-handed, Xia Wuji established Tianxinhui, a promising family business, and he is very confident in this.

Come on, Xiaobai, fall into the arms of Tianxinhui!

If you dare to refuse me, I will beat you to death!

(End of this chapter)

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