This scene left all the monks present stunned.
"Abbot Xuanci, I've heard that there's a martial art in your Central Plains called the Star Absorbing Technique? Is this the one?" At this moment, a short, thin monk suddenly stood up from the guest seats.
Looking at Yaoyue dressed in a simple cloth skirt on the field, he was quite surprised.
“Master Shenshan, this is not the Star Absorbing Technique, it is the Northern Darkness Divine Art!” Xuanci also stood up, looking at Yaoyue with a serious expression.
“Female benefactor, Shaolin is a place of tranquility. Why did you kill someone here?” A tall elder stood up beside Xuanci.
"Someone just came in. Did they go that way?" Yaoyue didn't answer the elder's question. After seeing many monks looking towards the east side of the main hall, she flashed away and headed east.
"this......"
"Abbot Xuanci, who is this female benefactor? Do you know her?" asked the Venerable Shenshan.
“In the martial world, there are Lingjiu Palace and Yihua Palace. This female benefactor looks a lot like Yaoyue, the palace master of Yihua Palace! But how come she knows the Beiming Divine Skill?!” Xuanci frowned and said.
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Chapter 123 The Sweeping Monk
"The Palace of Flowers, Inviting the Moon?!"
The Venerable Shenshan gazed in the direction Yaoyue had departed and murmured, "Then who was that gray figure who went in earlier?"
How could someone who could be pursued by Yaoyue be weak?
Master Shenshan originally came to Shaolin Temple intending to show off his power. He had been rejected by Shaolin when he applied for the temple years ago, but now that he had mastered martial arts, he wanted to come and avenge the humiliation he suffered back then.
However, upon seeing the two people from before, the Venerable Shenshan instantly abandoned that idea.
The martial arts world is indeed full of hidden talents.
"Shaolin Temple is a peaceful place. Elders of the Xuan generation, go and stop them immediately!" Xuan Ci instructed the group of Xuan generation elders beside him.
After speaking, he looked at the guests, including Master Shenshan, and said, "Master Shenshan, the direction this woman went is our temple's scripture pavilion. Please rest in my temple's guest room for a while. We will discuss this matter after we have dealt with it."
"Abbot Xuanci, Junior Brother Boluo Xing was killed by that woman. Let this old monk go and do his part!"
The way of the immortals on the sacred mountain.
"Hmm, that's fine." Xuan Ci nodded, then leaped up like a crane and went ahead.
Several monks of the Xuan generation and the Venerable Shenshan followed closely behind.
"Hehe, finally got rid of Yaoyue!"
Fang Chen glanced behind him and saw that Yao Yue had finally stopped chasing him. He was secretly pleased and turned west, preparing to leave Shaolin Temple and return to Mirror Lake.
"Hmm? The Library?"
Suddenly, a wooden building appeared in front of us, with three powerful characters carved on the door: Sutra Repository.
"Legend has it that Shaolin Temple possesses seventy-two unique skills, including the Prajna Palm and the Vajra Palm..."
Upon seeing the Sutra Repository, Fang Chen's heart stirred, but after thinking about it, he decided against it.
I already have enough martial arts skills: Yi Jin Jing, Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms, Life and Death Talisman, Star Shift, Six Meridian Divine Sword, Beiming Divine Skill, etc. Which one of them is not a famous martial art in the martial arts world?
The immediate priority is to get rid of Yaoyue's entanglement.
The custodian of the library was a monk who looked to be about sixty years old. His temples were bulging, which made him look like a master of internal martial arts.
Upon Fang Chen's arrival, the monk immediately stepped forward because Fang Chen's attire did not resemble that of a Shaolin Temple disciple. "Benefactor, this is an important place for our temple. Please turn back."
"......"
Fang Chen had no time to waste with him. He immediately used the Lingbo Weibu technique, his body moving like a phantom. With a leap, he climbed onto the Shaolin Temple wall and flew away.
Why did you run away, benefactor?
The monk guarding the scripture pavilion was stunned; in such a short time, Fang Chen had already disappeared.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, a figure rushed over; it was a woman.
"I'm asking you, did someone just come by? Did he walk that way?" Yaoyue looked at the old monk, her tone unfriendly.
“Female benefactor, this is an important place for our temple. Please turn back,” the old monk said to Yaoyue.
"Is that villain hiding inside?"
Yaoyue looked at the Sutra Pavilion and her heart skipped a beat. She had just seen Fang Chen, but how could he have disappeared in the blink of an eye?
That villain will definitely not go far.
Just then, more than ten figures leaped over from a distance.
"Amitabha! Stop this female benefactor!"
In the distance, Xuanci chanted a Buddhist prayer.
Upon hearing the abbot's voice, the old monk guarding the scripture pavilion immediately struck Yaoyue with a light palm, not intending to kill her, but only to block her.
Bang!