Umbrella Travel to the Heavens

More than a hundred monks had accumulated injuries before, their internal strength was exhausted, and they were overwhelmed by inner fear, but within a few tens of breaths of effort, Li Xiu slaughtered most of them like killing chickens and pigs with his sword.

As for the few remaining ones who escaped, they were scattered in all directions, just a few lost dogs.

Li Xiu felt that it was worth not chasing them, so he didn't pursue them, and let them escape down the mountain.

On the other hand, Yuan Guan was very conspicuous because he was holding a long black stick, and he was the one who presided over the formation of the formation, so Li Xiu kept chasing him.

Suddenly feeling a gust of bad wind blowing from behind, Yuan Guan is finally superior to other Arhat Hall disciples in martial arts and temperament, and when he is afraid, he can turn around and hold a stick to block!

"Buzz!"

A clear and brief sound of gold and iron colliding reached Yuanguan's ears, and he raised his eyebrows quickly.

I saw that the upper end of the long black iron stick in his hand was cut off sharply by the Yitian sword and fell to the ground.

In front of Yitian Zhifeng in Li Xiu's hands, it doesn't matter whether it is jujube wood or iron.

In the time when he raised his eyes, Li Xiu didn't speak to him, but immediately turned his wrist and took a sword.

The iron rod was completely broken in two, and at the same time, a straight red line appeared on Yuanguan's terrified face, running from the ground pavilion to the gate of heaven!

Feeling that the splashing of the brain was really ugly, Li Xiu didn't cut open Yuanguan's entire skull, even though his frightened expression was frozen and ugly before death, and the blood covered his face in extreme embarrassment.

But among the monks in Shaolin, the appearance of death is considered good, at least a whole body was left.

Yuan Guan fell back and Li Xiu couldn't help but let out a long breath as he stood up and retracted his sword.

Even though the Nine Suns Scripture Dacheng has a steady stream of internal energy, this battle always consumes a lot of mind and energy.

Since the monks fled in all directions and Li Xiu chased him away, Xiao Zhao jumped down the tree several times.

After all, he hesitated and hesitated in his heart, and stopped and walked under the old tree. When Li Xiu went back to look for her, she seemed to be still considering a decision on her face.

Should he run away at the risk of being chased back and have his limbs broken, or should he stay honestly? Maybe it can really solve the cold iron chain in his hand.

In the end, seeing Li Xiu came back with a sword, she stopped pacing, and stood still in case Li Xiu saw that she wanted to run away.

"You're smart. With the lightness of your three-legged cat, even if I sit here, drink a cup of tea, and then get up and catch up to you, it won't take me a moment."

Even though she knew in her heart that this was the truth, and she had been so apprehensive just now, but when Li Xiu heard Li Xiu's words, Xiao Zhao twitched his mouth in disdain and rolled his eyes incidentally when Li Xiu turned his back on her.

"Hey, why didn't you leave anyone alive so that I can lead you to find the treasure?"

Xiao Zhao spoke in a soft voice of concern, as if he was thinking about Li Xiu enthusiastically.

But Li Xiu knew in his heart that this was Xiao Zhao's disguise to hurt his stupidity and lack of consideration in doing things.

At this moment, Li Xiu was in a good mood and didn't care about her, and he had treated her in various ways before.

I'm afraid that the resentment in my heart is already overwhelming, so it's good to let her vent a little bit, and if I suffocate her, who will he use when the time comes.

"Don't worry, what I can see is definitely not something that an ordinary Shaolin disciple can know where it is, and it's useless to keep alive."

"Also, this is the time to enjoy the fruits of your hard work. Relax and experience the joy of slowly exploring and finding."

"If there is nothing to gain in a short while, anyway, there is nothing left and right for the time being, we can live here for ten days and a half months and search slowly, and we will leave after we have searched almost."

As soon as these astonishing remarks came out, Xiao Zhao couldn't help clicking his tongue secretly, with a surprised expression on his face.

One person picked up the lair of the world's largest sect with a sword, slaughtered hundreds of Shaolin disciples, and coveted other people's secret books and treasures.

If there is nothing to gain for a while, instead of thinking about running away, you have to live in a frenzied way and search slowly, carefully searching Shaolin's hundreds of years of foundation.

How did this person think? How can you act so recklessly!

Little Zhao didn't know that when she saw Li Xiu's expression,

Much like an emoji on another world website.

A weak and pitiful kitten tentatively sticks its head out of the ground, its eyes stunned and surprised—is this the world of the boss?

Without him, Li Xiu is not just talking about the confidence and confidence brought by his strength. If he doesn't get a decent harvest in a short period of time, he really plans to stay and search slowly.

After all, there is plenty of time, even if those Shaolin disciples who escaped set off immediately to catch up with the main force of Shaolin, and then come back with a helping hand, it will take nearly a month anyway.

And it doesn't affect Li Xiu's next goal, the Great Teleportation of the Universe.

It will take some time for the main forces of the six major factions to converge, and then there will be a pre-war meeting, and they will have to go all out to attack the Bright Summit. These are not things that can be accomplished in ten days or eight days.

It's no good to arrive early, Li Xiude waited for the six major factions to help him clear the way to the Bright Summit.

No matter how lazy he was, he easily took Xiao Zhao into the forbidden area of ​​the Ming religion, and spent a few hours learning the great teleportation of the universe.

Li Xiu walked slowly in Shaolin as if walking in his own courtyard, and Xiao Zhao also followed behind him in a similar manner.

After wandering left and right, the two of them found the Shaolin Buddhist scriptures pavilion very quickly.

After all, a sutra building with a height of tens of feet is still very conspicuous.

From the outside, the Buddhist scriptures pavilion has three floors, with red pillars and blue tiles, antique and fragrant, and looks like it has been weathered by wind and rain.

Open the door and enter, there are mostly ordinary martial arts and common scriptures on the first floor.

Going up to the second floor, before the two of them had a closer look, Li Xiuxiaozhao noticed that there were people on the third floor!

Stepping on the wooden steps, Li Xiu's body paused insignificantly when he heard the sound upstairs.

Although he realized that it was impossible, he still had the idea that "he would not be someone like a sweeping monk".

But even if he was really a sweeping monk, Li Xiu couldn't turn around and retreat when he got here.

Then going upstairs, Li Xiu realized that he was just thinking too much.

The footsteps were fuzzy and impatient, and it sounded like someone was rummaging anxiously for something on the third floor.

Moreover, this person doesn't know martial arts yet, after all, returning to the basics is not such a way of returning to the true.

Li Xiu and Li Xiu both possess martial arts, and they landed almost silently. The people on the third floor were all focused on looking for cheat books at this time, and they didn't find anything unusual at all.

It wasn't until the monk changed another bookshelf to search for martial arts secrets that he realized that there were two more people on the third floor looking at him.

The thin-faced monk recognized the figure of the man at a glance, and then knelt down tremblingly, kowtowing repeatedly and begging for mercy.

"Forgive me! Forgive me!"

"Spare me! Hero, please spare my life!"

...

Li Xiu looked at the figure kneeling on the ground, kowtowing like garlic, and a book of martial arts cheats slipping from his arms, and felt a little familiar for no reason.

After thinking about it for a while, Li Xiu also recognized it, and couldn't help squinting his eyes.

This thin-faced monk was the smarter one of the two monks he saw sweeping the floor when he first entered Shaolin.

It was also the monk who kept reporting and bringing in Shaolin disciples.