Chapter 668
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Before the lion slaughtering meeting, he spent some time in Shaolin. After the meridians were broken, he tried to find the Nine Yang Scripture in the Sutra Pavilion. Song Qingshu naturally remembered the location of the attic.
Jiumozhi looked at him in surprise: "little younger martial brother, when the man gave me the secret collection, there was no third person present. How can you know?" There was a strong disbelief in the tone.
Song Qingshu smiles and goes to his ear to say a name. Jiumozhi is even more surprised. He mumbles to himself: "it's impossible. You don't have the reason to know..."
As soon as people saw the reaction of jiumozhi, they realized that song Qingshu didn't tell a lie. A group of Shaolin monks swarmed up: "benefactor song, if you can tell this person's name, Shaolin will owe you a favor from now on."
Even Zhang Sanfeng was moved and said, "Qingshu, who is that man?" He was more concerned about the safety of his disciples, so he did not have the usual calm.
Song Qingshu said with a bitter smile, "master Tai, although I know the identity of that person, that person may not have something to do with it. I still need to verify it."
He was very familiar with Jin Yong's novels. When he saw Jiu Mozhi's seventy-two skills of Shaolin, he immediately remembered that mu Rongbo had stolen the seventy-two skills of Jiu Mozhi from the Sutra Pavilion. But at the beginning, his meridians were restored, and Gusu Murong also contributed. Song Qingshu was a grateful man and had always been very kind to Gusu Murong, He didn't even investigate Murong Fu's insidious behavior some time ago.
Because of this relationship, song Qingshu was not willing to explain murongbo's business for many years, because people asked each other, and he was concerned about other things. Of course, he is not a pedantic song Xianggong. If it is found out that Murong Bo is the black hand of this incident, he will never be soft hearted to his aunt Murong.
Now the only thing left is verification!
"How does benefactor song want to verify?" Xuanci asked. As song Qingshu's current identity and martial arts, Shaolin didn't want to speak. Shaolin couldn't help but hope that the other party would find out that the man was the black hand this time. That way, Shaolin would know the identity of the man.
"I want to stay in the Sutra Pavilion of your temple for a few days. Naturally, I will know whether that person is the murderer or not." Song Qingshu replied that he didn't know where murongbo was now. Because of his urination in the original works, he should spend the rest of his time in the Sutra pavilion to practice all kinds of unique skills, except for occasionally going back to Jiangnan to look after his useless son. Hiding in the Sutra Pavilion for a few days, I have no intention. It shouldn't be difficult to catch murongbo. If I ask him about his whereabouts some time ago, I can judge.
And if it's not murongbo, you can take advantage of this time to investigate the storage and borrowing of Prajna palm's Secret collection in the Sutra Pavilion, and find out another suspect.
Xuanci's face changed greatly: "the first floor of the Sutra Pavilion of our temple collects all kinds of Buddhist scriptures, and it has never stopped outsiders from borrowing them. But above the second floor, the collection is all the unique books of our temple. Since ancient times, outsiders are not allowed to go to the second floor. I hope master Song Shi will forgive me."
Today, I learned that seventy-two stunts, which are usually regarded as top secret, had been leaked to the outside world. How could xuanci take the risk of another leak? Taking song Qingshu's martial arts as an example, he snatched the secret collection and left. Who can stop him in the whole Shaolin Temple?
Song Qingshu also knew that it was very difficult to ask the other party to agree, so he frowned and said, "your temple can send eminent monks to accompany you and watch song. Song will never read the martial arts secrets of your temple."
Xuanci still shook his head: "this matter must not!"
Song Qingshu couldn't help saying: "in fact, there is a hidden Super Master in the Sutra Pavilion of Guisi temple. If I have evil intentions, I can't escape from his eyes."
When I first came across the world, my meridians were broken. It can be said that my life was precarious and gloomy. It was only when I met the sweeping monk in the Sutra Pavilion and got his advice that I had the first dawn of my life. Therefore, song Qingshu's tone of speaking about each other was very respectful.
All of a sudden, a strange thought flashed into song Qingshu's mind: since the floor sweeper is a Shaolin monk, why sit back and watch murongbo steal 72 unique skills without stopping him?
Out of respect, song Qingshu didn't want to think about it. He could only explain it by saying that the Buddhist realm of the other side was a little high and there was no secular sect.
"Super Master?" Zhang Sanfeng moved in his heart. This should be the mysterious man whose cultivation is not under me mentioned in Qingshu.
Some people with a lower status in Shaolin immediately yelled: "nonsense, there is no Super Master in the Sutra Pavilion. I think you are going to peek at the martial arts secrets."
However, xuanci, Kongwen and a few other powerful groups looked at each other and exchanged their eyes: "how can he know that person's existence?"
See a few people's eyes move to oneself, Xu Zhu shakes head hastily, signal is not oneself divulge.
"There is no master in this temple as the benefactor said. Please come back, benefactor. The second floor of the Sutra Pavilion will not be open to the public." Xuanci said coldly that the floor sweeping monk was a secret weapon prepared by the whole Shaolin, and it was intended to be kept as the last card. At the beginning, the situation at the lion slaughtering meeting was so severe that Shaolin didn't ask him to do it. Instead, Shaolin asked Sandu to put down the Vajra demon subduing circle to deal with the masters of various sects in the world. It can be seen from this that the whole temple attached great importance to him and naturally didn't want to reveal this biggest secret because of Wudang.
Seeing Shaolin monks' deliberate concealment, song Qingshu was even more suspicious. He turned his eyes to the Sutra Pavilion in the distance and said coldly, "you masters look so abnormal. Is there any secret in the Sutra pavilion?"
Xuanci breathed and said, "what's the secret, benefactor?"
Song Qingshu frowned and went to Zhang Sanfeng. He whispered, "master, do you think my father and I will be imprisoned in the Sutra Pavilion by Shaolin Temple?"
Zhang Sanfeng nodded without any trace: "it's possible."
"Shall we break in and have a look?" Song Qingshu continued to ask, even if he was the only one, with his lightness skills, he had the confidence to break in and come out undamaged. What's more, now there is Zhang Sanfeng, who is recognized as the number one in the world.
Zhang Sanfeng shook his head slightly: "it's too much to have a direct conflict with Shaolin. Let's wait until night to explore the Sutra Pavilion." He refused song Qingshu's proposal to be a night detective, but now Shaolin is acting strangely. Several disciples may be imprisoned in the temple, and their lives are uncertain. How can he care about the red tape.
Song Qingshu also worried that Zhang Sanfeng was worried too much. Seeing that he agreed, he was overjoyed. Then he turned back to xuanci and said, "it's song's proposal that's too hasty. Since the abbot promised that it wasn't Shaolin, we naturally believe in Shaolin's reputation. Let's say goodbye."
Zhang Sanfeng also saluted Shaolin monks slightly, and then a group of four people went straight down the mountain. Although many people in Shaolin wanted to leave jiumozhi and let them go, they were afraid of their martial arts until they disappeared, and no one dared to make any changes.
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Before the lion slaughtering meeting, he spent some time in Shaolin. After the meridians were broken, he tried to find the Nine Yang Scripture in the Sutra Pavilion. Song Qingshu naturally remembered the location of the attic.
Jiumozhi looked at him in surprise: "little younger martial brother, when the man gave me the secret collection, there was no third person present. How can you know?" There was a strong disbelief in the tone.
Song Qingshu smiles and goes to his ear to say a name. Jiumozhi is even more surprised. He mumbles to himself: "it's impossible. You don't have the reason to know..."
As soon as people saw the reaction of jiumozhi, they realized that song Qingshu didn't tell a lie. A group of Shaolin monks swarmed up: "benefactor song, if you can tell this person's name, Shaolin will owe you a favor from now on."
Even Zhang Sanfeng was moved and said, "Qingshu, who is that man?" He was more concerned about the safety of his disciples, so he did not have the usual calm.
Song Qingshu said with a bitter smile, "master Tai, although I know the identity of that person, that person may not have something to do with it. I still need to verify it."
He was very familiar with Jin Yong's novels. When he saw Jiu Mozhi's seventy-two skills of Shaolin, he immediately remembered that mu Rongbo had stolen the seventy-two skills of Jiu Mozhi from the Sutra Pavilion. But at the beginning, his meridians were restored, and Gusu Murong also contributed. Song Qingshu was a grateful man and had always been very kind to Gusu Murong, He didn't even investigate Murong Fu's insidious behavior some time ago.
Because of this relationship, song Qingshu was not willing to explain murongbo's business for many years, because people asked each other, and he was concerned about other things. Of course, he is not a pedantic song Xianggong. If it is found out that Murong Bo is the black hand of this incident, he will never be soft hearted to his aunt Murong.
Now the only thing left is verification!
"How does benefactor song want to verify?" Xuanci asked. As song Qingshu's current identity and martial arts, Shaolin didn't want to speak. Shaolin couldn't help but hope that the other party would find out that the man was the black hand this time. That way, Shaolin would know the identity of the man.
"I want to stay in the Sutra Pavilion of your temple for a few days. Naturally, I will know whether that person is the murderer or not." Song Qingshu replied that he didn't know where murongbo was now. Because of his urination in the original works, he should spend the rest of his time in the Sutra pavilion to practice all kinds of unique skills, except for occasionally going back to Jiangnan to look after his useless son. Hiding in the Sutra Pavilion for a few days, I have no intention. It shouldn't be difficult to catch murongbo. If I ask him about his whereabouts some time ago, I can judge.
And if it's not murongbo, you can take advantage of this time to investigate the storage and borrowing of Prajna palm's Secret collection in the Sutra Pavilion, and find out another suspect.
Xuanci's face changed greatly: "the first floor of the Sutra Pavilion of our temple collects all kinds of Buddhist scriptures, and it has never stopped outsiders from borrowing them. But above the second floor, the collection is all the unique books of our temple. Since ancient times, outsiders are not allowed to go to the second floor. I hope master Song Shi will forgive me."
Today, I learned that seventy-two stunts, which are usually regarded as top secret, had been leaked to the outside world. How could xuanci take the risk of another leak? Taking song Qingshu's martial arts as an example, he snatched the secret collection and left. Who can stop him in the whole Shaolin Temple?
Song Qingshu also knew that it was very difficult to ask the other party to agree, so he frowned and said, "your temple can send eminent monks to accompany you and watch song. Song will never read the martial arts secrets of your temple."
Xuanci still shook his head: "this matter must not!"
Song Qingshu couldn't help saying: "in fact, there is a hidden Super Master in the Sutra Pavilion of Guisi temple. If I have evil intentions, I can't escape from his eyes."
When I first came across the world, my meridians were broken. It can be said that my life was precarious and gloomy. It was only when I met the sweeping monk in the Sutra Pavilion and got his advice that I had the first dawn of my life. Therefore, song Qingshu's tone of speaking about each other was very respectful.
All of a sudden, a strange thought flashed into song Qingshu's mind: since the floor sweeper is a Shaolin monk, why sit back and watch murongbo steal 72 unique skills without stopping him?
Out of respect, song Qingshu didn't want to think about it. He could only explain it by saying that the Buddhist realm of the other side was a little high and there was no secular sect.
"Super Master?" Zhang Sanfeng moved in his heart. This should be the mysterious man whose cultivation is not under me mentioned in Qingshu.
Some people with a lower status in Shaolin immediately yelled: "nonsense, there is no Super Master in the Sutra Pavilion. I think you are going to peek at the martial arts secrets."
However, xuanci, Kongwen and a few other powerful groups looked at each other and exchanged their eyes: "how can he know that person's existence?"
See a few people's eyes move to oneself, Xu Zhu shakes head hastily, signal is not oneself divulge.
"There is no master in this temple as the benefactor said. Please come back, benefactor. The second floor of the Sutra Pavilion will not be open to the public." Xuanci said coldly that the floor sweeping monk was a secret weapon prepared by the whole Shaolin, and it was intended to be kept as the last card. At the beginning, the situation at the lion slaughtering meeting was so severe that Shaolin didn't ask him to do it. Instead, Shaolin asked Sandu to put down the Vajra demon subduing circle to deal with the masters of various sects in the world. It can be seen from this that the whole temple attached great importance to him and naturally didn't want to reveal this biggest secret because of Wudang.
Seeing Shaolin monks' deliberate concealment, song Qingshu was even more suspicious. He turned his eyes to the Sutra Pavilion in the distance and said coldly, "you masters look so abnormal. Is there any secret in the Sutra pavilion?"
Xuanci breathed and said, "what's the secret, benefactor?"
Song Qingshu frowned and went to Zhang Sanfeng. He whispered, "master, do you think my father and I will be imprisoned in the Sutra Pavilion by Shaolin Temple?"
Zhang Sanfeng nodded without any trace: "it's possible."
"Shall we break in and have a look?" Song Qingshu continued to ask, even if he was the only one, with his lightness skills, he had the confidence to break in and come out undamaged. What's more, now there is Zhang Sanfeng, who is recognized as the number one in the world.
Zhang Sanfeng shook his head slightly: "it's too much to have a direct conflict with Shaolin. Let's wait until night to explore the Sutra Pavilion." He refused song Qingshu's proposal to be a night detective, but now Shaolin is acting strangely. Several disciples may be imprisoned in the temple, and their lives are uncertain. How can he care about the red tape.
Song Qingshu also worried that Zhang Sanfeng was worried too much. Seeing that he agreed, he was overjoyed. Then he turned back to xuanci and said, "it's song's proposal that's too hasty. Since the abbot promised that it wasn't Shaolin, we naturally believe in Shaolin's reputation. Let's say goodbye."
Zhang Sanfeng also saluted Shaolin monks slightly, and then a group of four people went straight down the mountain. Although many people in Shaolin wanted to leave jiumozhi and let them go, they were afraid of their martial arts until they disappeared, and no one dared to make any changes.
Before the lion slaughtering meeting, he spent some time in Shaolin. After the meridians were broken, he tried to find the Nine Yang Scripture in the Sutra Pavilion. Song Qingshu naturally remembered the location of the attic.Jiumozhi looked at him in surprise: "little younger martial brother, when the man gave me the secret collection, there was no third person present. How can you know?" There was a strong disbelief in the tone.Song Qingshu smiles and goes to his ear to say a name. Jiumozhi is even more surprised. He mumbles to himself: "it's impossible. You don't have the reason to know..."As soon as people saw the reaction of jiumozhi, they realized that song Qingshu didn't tell a lie. A group of Shaolin monks swarmed up: "benefactor song, if you can tell this person's name, Shaolin will owe you a favor from now on."Even Zhang Sanfeng was moved and said, "Qingshu, who is that man?" He was more concerned about the safety of his disciples, so he did not have the usual calm.Song Qingshu said with a bitter smile, "master Tai, although I know the identity of that person, that person may not have something to do with it. I still need to verify it."He was very familiar with Jin Yong's novels. When he saw Jiu Mozhi's seventy-two skills of Shaolin, he immediately remembered that mu Rongbo had stolen the seventy-two skills of Jiu Mozhi from the Sutra Pavilion. But at the beginning, his meridians were restored, and Gusu Murong also contributed. Song Qingshu was a grateful man and had always been very kind to Gusu Murong, He didn't even investigate Murong Fu's insidious behavior some time ago.Because of this relationship, song Qingshu was not willing to explain murongbo's business for many years, because people asked each other, and he was concerned about other things. Of course, he is not a pedantic song Xianggong. If it is found out that Murong Bo is the black hand of this incident, he will never be soft hearted to his aunt Murong.Now the only thing left is verification!"How does benefactor song want to verify?" Xuanci asked. As song Qingshu's current identity and martial arts, Shaolin didn't want to speak. Shaolin couldn't help but hope that the other party would find out that the man was the black hand this time. That way, Shaolin would know the identity of the man."I want to stay in the Sutra Pavilion of your temple for a few days. Naturally, I will know whether that person is the murderer or not." Song Qingshu replied that he didn't know where murongbo was now. Because of his urination in the original works, he should spend the rest of his time in the Sutra pavilion to practice all kinds of unique skills, except for occasionally going back to Jiangnan to look after his useless son. Hiding in the Sutra Pavilion for a few days, I have no intention. It shouldn't be difficult to catch murongbo. If I ask him about his whereabouts some time ago, I can judge.And if it's not murongbo, you can take advantage of this time to investigate the storage and borrowing of Prajna palm's Secret collection in the Sutra Pavilion, and find out another suspect.Xuanci's face changed greatly: "the first floor of the Sutra Pavilion of our temple collects all kinds of Buddhist scriptures, and it has never stopped outsiders from borrowing them. But above the second floor, the collection is all the unique books of our temple. Since ancient times, outsiders are not allowed to go to the second floor. I hope master Song Shi will forgive me."Today, I learned that seventy-two stunts, which are usually regarded as top secret, had been leaked to the outside world. How could xuanci take the risk of another leak? Taking song Qingshu's martial arts as an example, he snatched the secret collection and left. Who can stop him in the whole Shaolin Temple?Song Qingshu also knew that it was very difficult to ask the other party to agree, so he frowned and said, "your temple can send eminent monks to accompany you and watch song. Song will never read the martial arts secrets of your temple."Xuanci still shook his head: "this matter must not!"Song Qingshu couldn't help saying: "in fact, there is a hidden Super Master in the Sutra Pavilion of Guisi temple. If I have evil intentions, I can't escape from his eyes."When I first came across the world, my meridians were broken. It can be said that my life was precarious and gloomy. It was only when I met the sweeping monk in the Sutra Pavilion and got his advice that I had the first dawn of my life. Therefore, song Qingshu's tone of speaking about each other was very respectful.All of a sudden, a strange thought flashed into song Qingshu's mind: since the floor sweeper is a Shaolin monk, why sit back and watch murongbo steal 72 unique skills without stopping him?Out of respect, song Qingshu didn't want to think about it. He could only explain it by saying that the Buddhist realm of the other side was a little high and there was no secular sect."Super Master?" Zhang Sanfeng moved in his heart. This should be the mysterious man whose cultivation is not under me mentioned in Qingshu.Some people with a lower status in Shaolin immediately yelled: "nonsense, there is no Super Master in the Sutra Pavilion. I think you are going to peek at the martial arts secrets."However, xuanci, Kongwen and a few other powerful groups looked at each other and exchanged their eyes: "how can he know that person's existence?"See a few people's eyes move to oneself, Xu Zhu shakes head hastily, signal is not oneself divulge."There is no master in this temple as the benefactor said. Please come back, benefactor. The second floor of the Sutra Pavilion will not be open to the public." Xuanci said coldly that the floor sweeping monk was a secret weapon prepared by the whole Shaolin, and it was intended to be kept as the last card. At the beginning, the situation at the lion slaughtering meeting was so severe that Shaolin didn't ask him to do it. Instead, Shaolin asked Sandu to put down the Vajra demon subduing circle to deal with the masters of various sects in the world. It can be seen from this that the whole temple attached great importance to him and naturally didn't want to reveal this biggest secret because of Wudang.Seeing Shaolin monks' deliberate concealment, song Qingshu was even more suspicious. He turned his eyes to the Sutra Pavilion in the distance and said coldly, "you masters look so abnormal. Is there any secret in the Sutra pavilion?"Xuanci breathed and said, "what's the secret, benefactor?"Song Qingshu frowned and went to Zhang Sanfeng. He whispered, "master, do you think my father and I will be imprisoned in the Sutra Pavilion by Shaolin Temple?"Zhang Sanfeng nodded without any trace: "it's possible.""Shall we break in and have a look?" Song Qingshu continued to ask, even if he was the only one, with his lightness skills, he had the confidence to break in and come out undamaged. What's more, now there is Zhang Sanfeng, who is recognized as the number one in the world.Zhang Sanfeng shook his head slightly: "it's too much to have a direct conflict with Shaolin. Let's wait until night to explore the Sutra Pavilion." He refused song Qingshu's proposal to be a night detective, but now Shaolin is acting strangely. Several disciples may be imprisoned in the temple, and their lives are uncertain. How can he care about the red tape.Song Qingshu also worried that Zhang Sanfeng was worried too much. Seeing that he agreed, he was overjoyed. Then he turned back to xuanci and said, "it's song's proposal that's too hasty. Since the abbot promised that it wasn't Shaolin, we naturally believe in Shaolin's reputation. Let's say goodbye."Zhang Sanfeng also saluted Shaolin monks slightly, and then a group of four people went straight down the mountain. Although many people in Shaolin wanted to leave jiumozhi and let them go, they were afraid of their martial arts until they disappeared, and no one dared to make any changes.
