Chapter 557
Yixinjian Mr. Lu Da, who has not left the sword house for decades, but visited the Shaolin Temple in person to visit Master Kong Yuan, the meaning of it is very imaginative.

There were rumors in the Jianghu that it was Mr. Lu Da who was unable to heal his old wounds and went to find Master Kong Yuan to heal his wounds. However, a few people believed that it was Lu Da who went to find Master Kong Yuan to discuss swords. However, the number of the latter was too small, and the former was the mainstream.

After Lu Da returned to the Thrushcross Villa, in the Xijian Pavilion, there was a terrific swordsman genius.

With his long sword, he swept the world's heroes. No one was his opponent. He was at the top of the list of people. He was called Su Wuming, the divine sword beyond the sky.

However, Xijiange's swordsmanship is fierce and sharp, and he is merciless when he strikes. This Su Wuming Su Sword God, the enemy under the sword, is either dead or disabled, but few people dare to fight with him.

No one would have thought that his topping the list of people was just the beginning of a legend. After he retreated to the top of the sky and entered the outdoor scene in one step, he was impressively once a year, and it took only nine years to establish himself and half-step Dharma body. In this realm, he has become a world-renowned master of swordsmanship, and is also the strongest under the Dharma Body, ranking first in the world list!

For more than twenty years, Su Wuming is a well-deserved protagonist in the entire rivers and lakes, and even everyone knows in their hearts that with the talent and strength displayed by this person, even if he is far away from the realm of the Dharma Body, it is also for him. Not far!

Or should I say, it's a matter of time.

Following Su Wuming's step into the half-step Dharma Body, the world seldom traveled in the rivers and lakes, and once again fell into peace, and this peace was soon broken by a group of teenagers and girls.

Shaolin Temple, not far from the mountain gate.

A young man with delicate features groaned in pain, opened his eyes, and saw a long horse face, but his focus was obviously not on this person's face, but on his clothes.

Toga with big sleeves, dressed in an ancient costume, am I time-traveling?
The young man was thinking in his heart, but he heard the horse-faced owner say: "My lord, are you awake?"

Su Meng nodded subconsciously, but the moment he nodded, countless eyes fell on him.

In Lingshan Pure Land, Ananda, the demon Buddha who was suppressed under Wuzhishan and Ruyi Golden Cudgel, burst into laughter; The Golden Emperor, named Wusheng Old Mother, cast a pair of cold eyes on Su Meng, and said calmly, "Is it Ananda's fish..."

In Shaolin Temple, the old monk who was dozing off with the scriptures suddenly opened his eyes, looked out of the mountain gate with a smile, and said to himself: "You are finally here."

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"Second young master, Master Hou is also forced to do so. It is better to be in the temple than at home. Don't you think about it, hey, although the ancient Buddha with green lanterns here is far away from the world of mortals, Shaolin is the master of martial arts in the world. Maybe you will have a chance to become an Arhat in the future With a golden body, you can overwhelm the world, transcending the sea of ​​suffering in the world, and you are born with the Buddha's fate, and an unknown old monk gave you a jade Buddha pendant..."

The horse-faced man talked a lot, Su Meng only felt that he was in the fog and couldn't figure out the situation at all.

As he spoke, the horse-faced man's voice became smaller and smaller. In the end, he simply raised his left hand to cover his face, turned around and left, leaving only a long sigh like smoke.

When Su Meng was enlightened, suddenly a Buddha's call came from his ear, but he saw a thin middle-aged monk coming out and said, "Follow me into the temple."

Into the temple?

Su Meng looked up subconsciously, but saw three simple characters written on the temple above his head: Shaolin Temple.

Shaolin Temple!I want to be a monk? !
Su Meng was extremely resistant in his heart. When he came to this ancient world, how could he be a monk?

But the facts proved that he was thinking too much, he couldn't even be a monk in Shaolin Temple, just because of a scheming comment, he received a Zhending Dharma title, entered the handyman's courtyard together with the Zhenhui little monk, and became a monk. I found a young monk doing odd jobs.

For several days in a row, I found out the situation in the temple, and even passed the hundred-day foundation building. On this day, Zhending and Zhenhui got orders to clean the Sutra Pavilion.

"The Sutra Pavilion, it is said that there are many magical skills of our Shaolin Temple hidden there!" Zhenhui's face was full of longing. These days, he has been completely immersed in the Jianghu stories that Zhending told.

The little junior is still very naive and cute...

But Zhenhui asked: "Brother, didn't you say that there is the Nine Suns Divine Art in the scriptures in the Sutra Pavilion? Let's take it out this time, so that we can practice it and become famous in the world!"

I am the story...

Seeing Zhenhui's serious face, Zhending smiled wryly and said: "Little brother, there is a sweeping monk in the Sutra Pavilion, let's go steal the scriptures, if he finds out, will we still survive?"

"Yes, yes, there is also the sweeping monk, the sweeping monk is invincible in the world, even Xiao Feng's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms can't beat it!"

Zhenhui nodded solemnly, and said, "Brother, then we'd better sweep the floor honestly, and we can't let the sweeping monk find out!"

Zhending shook his head helplessly, and said, "Of course, we just don't go in."

Having said that, the two went to the Sutra Pavilion with great interest. After all, it is an important place for Tibetan scriptures, a place that many people in the martial arts yearn to enter.
With such thoughts in mind, the two of them arrived at the place where the Sutra Pavilion was located, but they saw two adult handyman monks already cleaning the fallen leaves on the ground. Of the two handyman monks, one was handsome and almost monstrous, and his body exuded There is an indescribable charm, but one is unrestrained and unrestrained, with a feeling of being one with heaven and earth.

Master!Big master!

Although Su Meng had never practiced martial arts, these two people gave him a particularly strange feeling. Since he entered the temple, he had never seen a magnanimity that the eminent monks of the Xuan family had never had!

"Is there really a sweeping monk?" Su Meng said to himself.

"Brother, why isn't this sweeping monk old?" Zhenhui obviously didn't focus on the master, he just felt that these two people clearly didn't match Zhending's description, didn't he mean the white-browed old monk?
"Hey, if you practice martial arts deeply, can you rejuvenate your youth!" Zhending smiled awkwardly, but explained casually.

Zhen Hui took it seriously, nodded, and said: "That's right, what you said, Tianshan Child Elder can rejuvenate, our Shaolin is really powerful!"

The two asked and answered, and all the situations fell into the hands of Taili and Han Guang's Dharma Bodies.

But Tai Li frowned and said: "What's the matter, two little handyman monks are here to steal your work and mine?"

Han Guang looked at the peacock demon king contemptuously, and said, "If you can't grab it, you can grab it, and you're not happy if you don't sweep the floor?"

The corner of Taili Demon King's mouth twitched slightly. It seemed that after more than ten years of sweeping, he was not used to not being allowed to sweep.

At this moment, Mo Yuan's voice suddenly rang in the ears of the two of them, saying: "Bring the two of them in to see me."

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(End of this chapter)

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