Since the sky was covered, the heavens began to show their holiness

Chapter 40 Go to Shaolin again
"Maybe he can do it, Wu...Sheng, hey."

Liu Qingfeng glanced at Zhou Xian, who was thoughtful.

Zhou Xian narrowed his eyes slightly, and after thinking for a moment, he came to the conclusion that Wu Sheng's strength should be almost the same as that of the outside scene.

As for the Grand Master, I haven't come into contact with him yet, so I don't know much about it yet, but I guess he is no match for me, and it shouldn't be a problem to push through such a world by myself.

Zhou Xian then asked Liu Qingfeng again for information about the various sects in the Jianghu. After a moment, a map recording the locations of the various sects was drawn in his mind.

"The secret book of this world is destined to me."

Thinking of this, Zhou Xian no longer cared about the side quest, he picked off a leaf, poured his mental energy into the leaf between his brows, and attached a wisp of fist intention to it, and suddenly the leaf flashed with a faint light.

"I have something important to do. You can go to Daming Pass by yourself. I will give this to you. If there is any danger on the way, just crush it."

After saying that, he handed the leaves directly to Wang Wanying. Compared with the martial arts secret books, he no longer valued these 150 good deeds. With the escort, he might as well run and collect the secret books as soon as possible.

Wang Wanying couldn't help but be startled when she heard this, and instinctively took the leaf.

Seeing this, Zhou Xian no longer lingered. The divine power in his body that had not been used for a long time began to circulate. A dazzling divine light instantly bloomed in his body, and his body turned into a divine rainbow and soared into the sky.

"this…!!!"

Liu Qingfeng and Wang Wanying stared blankly at the rainbow light disappearing from the sky.

"Flying to the sky and escaping to the earth...the legendary Martial Saint!" Liu Qingfeng murmured, as if he had a dream. He dreamed that he met the Martial Saint who had not broken through for thousands of years!

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Not to mention the two people who were in shock, Zhou Xian turned into a rainbow light and cut through the sky. He quickly followed the map in his mind to find the nearest sect.

"Shaolin Temple is so destined." Zhou Xian sighed as he looked at the mountain gate of Shaolin Temple. Then his figure flashed and disappeared instantly.

The Shaolin Temple in this world is different from the Shaolin in the real world. In the dense mountain forest, Buddhist temples stand on the mountainside, and the sound of chanting rises and falls in the temples.

Zhou Xian walked through the palaces as if he were in a deserted land. The passing monks passed by without any notice. They were still busy with their own affairs, reciting sutras as they should and working as they should.

I quickly walked through most of the Shaolin Temple while strolling around, and finally found the location of the Sutra Collection Pavilion, which is a quaint attic.

There were seven or eight monks guarding the door. They were full of energy. Zhou Xian roughly sensed that they had the strength to open six orifices. With such an array, even a master in the realm of interaction between heaven and man would not be able to enter it quietly. .

Zhou Xian's eyes narrowed slightly, and the concentrated and vigorous spiritual power between his brows came out. The two monks' eyes froze, and they opened the door of the Sutra Pavilion by themselves, respectfully as if they were the abbots of Shaolin.

In this way, Zhou Xian walked straight into the Sutra Pavilion and saw rows of bookshelves with volumes of Buddhist scriptures and miscellaneous books placed on them.

Zhou Xian walked directly upstairs. What he saw were some collected martial arts secrets. Looking at the dozens of books on the bookshelves in front of him, Zhou Xian couldn't help but sigh:
"Sure enough, Shaolin temples in every world like to collect secret books. No wonder there is a saying that the world's martial arts originated from Shaolin."

After sighing, Zhou Xian did not stop and walked up to the third floor again.

"Well, that's it?"

There was only a solitary bookshelf on the third floor of the Sutra Pavilion. It was full of about forty books, and even the seventy-two special skills were not enough.

It can be seen that the Shaolin Temple in this world may have experienced disasters and lost many secret books.

Although there are not as many secret books as the world of Duoercha, Zhou Xian did not intend to let it go. He directly waved his hand and put the bookshelf into the space of the sky, and then he concentrated on it and memorized the secret books. After a moment, Zhou Xian suddenly opened his eyes and put the bookshelf back to its original position with a wave of his hand. It was not difficult to borrow something and borrow it again. He was a principled person.

The martial arts secrets collected on the second floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion were once again collected by Zhou Xian. He even did not let go of the miscellaneous Buddhist scriptures on the first floor. What surprised him was that there were many Taoist scriptures mixed in among them.

However, Zhou Xian also accepted them all according to the order. It was not until the evening that he finished memorizing the books in the Sutra Pavilion. Zhou Xian rubbed his brows, waved his sleeves and opened the door of the Sutra Pavilion, swaggering directly under the eyes of the two monks. Walk out of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

The figure left the Sutra Pavilion in a flash. It was not until he walked out of the Shaolin Mountain Gate that Zhou Xian once again activated the divine power of the Sea of ​​Bitterness, and his figure turned into a stream of light and flew away through the air.

Shaolin Back Mountain Bodhidharma Cave

An old and thin old monk suddenly opened his eyes, and a gleam of light suddenly burst out from his dim and cloudy eyes, and the dark cave seemed to be illuminated for a moment.

"Amitabha...Strange, why do you feel like you've lost something?"

"That's all, as long as the Sutra Pavilion is not lost."

The old monk shook his head, continued to close his eyes, and began to understand Buddhism and martial arts. The Sutra Pavilion is the inheritance of Shaolin. As long as nothing happens to the Sutra Pavilion, Shaolin can still make a comeback even if it is gone.

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Baiyunguan, Tianshan Sword Sect, Dabei Temple, Mingdao Sect, Hehuanmen......

Hehuanmen

Zhou Xian silently withdrew from this sect full of Yingying Yanyan.

For three consecutive days, Zhou Xian continued to use the divine power of the Sea of ​​Bitterness to travel around various places, collecting all the martial arts secrets of more than a dozen sects, including Taoist, Buddhist and Demonic sects, as well as other sects such as the Hehuan Sect.

In addition to many repeated readings, I have harvested hundreds of martial arts secret books at the enlightenment stage, and there are countless martial arts secret books below the enlightenment stage.

Zhou Xian did not dislike this and memorized all the secrets. Although the Master of the Six Paths of Reincarnation below enlightenment was no longer available, it would be good to increase his martial arts knowledge.

Although some martial arts are superficial, some of the theories are still eye-catching, and they have brought a lot of inspiration to Zhou Xian.

Fortunately, the existence of the universe allowed him to write everything down in such a short period of time.

"How about going to the Imperial City?"

To say where there are the most secrets in the world of low martial arts, there is no doubt that it should be the imperial court. How can the power of a faction be compared with the power of a country? There is no such strong person in this world who can ignore thousands of troops.

Thinking of this, Zhou Xian directly drove the divine rainbow and flew into the imperial city. The rainbow light cut through the sky like a divine sword, dividing the clouds, leaving only a long white line.

This vision immediately attracted many people to look up at the sky and discuss it. Some said it was an immortal traveling, some thought it was a star falling, and some thought it was a divine artifact appearing in the world.

Everyone has different opinions but cannot come to a unified point of view.

Imperial City Division

As an institution for the Chu imperial court to regulate people in the martial arts world, it contains countless martial arts secrets, rare treasures, and precious medicinal materials.

As the head of the Imperial City Department is Xiang Wuji, the emperor's younger brother and one of the four great masters, the "Xiaoyao King".

(End of this chapter)