Chapter 57
Chu Feng came to the Shaolin Sutra Pavilion, but it was the Deer Ding Ji of later generations, and the positions of various scriptures and classics have changed greatly.

The first floor here contains ordinary Buddhist scriptures and some Dalu martial arts secrets.

The second layer is the Buddhist scriptures annotations of some eminent monks, and some fragments of Shaolin stunts.

The third floor is where the complete secrets of Shaolin 72 stunts are collected.

The third floor is very small. When Chu Feng went up, he could see all the books at a glance.

And now, he scanned the covers of these books one by one, looking for the secrets of Shaolin Boy Kung Fu.

Soon, he made a discovery and pulled out a green book. On the cover of the book were five powerful characters: Shaolin Boy Kung Fu!

"Found it!" Chu Feng was overjoyed and immediately opened it and started browsing page by page.

Sure enough, this is a complete secret book!

Immediately, Chu Feng began to recite it silently. The words, patterns, and annotations of eminent monks from past generations were all imprinted in his mind, and he finally became familiar with it.

"Shaolin Boy Kungfu really has to be practiced as a boy..." Chu Feng closed the last page of the secret manual, and slightly closed his eyes: "I practiced according to those few remaining pages, and I haven't gone mad. It's a great luck... "

Chu Feng put this secret book back, and then looked at the other special skill secret books. Although he was going to specialize in one skill book first, these special skill secret books were right in front of him, so there was no reason for Chu Feng not to memorize them first.

Moreover, after this time, I am afraid that additional manpower will be sent to the Sutra Pavilion to increase vigilance, and it may not be easy to easily come in to view the secrets.

So, he began to search again. This time, what Chu Feng was looking for was the same special skills with specific goals, such as Dharma swordsmanship, one-finger Zen skill, big throwing stele hand, thousand-handed Tathagata palm...

Soon, these martial arts cheats were picked out one by one by Chu Feng, so he began to recite them by heart again...

It took a long time for these secrets and stunts to be firmly remembered in his heart, and Chu Feng breathed a sigh of relief.

"There is one last special skill, the Vajra Body Protector!"

The Vajra Body Protector Divine Art is also known as one of the five ancient and modern magical arts. It is the highest state of Shaolin internal energy. If it is practiced to the peak, there will be an invisible layer of qi all over the body. Shake it away.

Soon, Chu Feng also found this magical skill. After a quick look, this cheat book was missing half, and it was actually incomplete!

"Only half is enough for me to control the world of Golden Hero and Gu Long..."

So he started memorizing and reciting again.

Afterwards, Chu Feng began to look for Yijinjing, Xisuijing, and other unique learnings of the town school, but it was a pity that Chu Feng searched all over the Sutra Pavilion, but he didn't even see a shadow. Thinking about it, these unique learnings should be It is saved separately...

The moon is thin, the mist is floating, and the night is like sticky ink, tightly wrapping everything under the night.

Chu Feng fluttered out of the Sutra Pavilion. He smiled lightly, shook his arms, and the sleeves of his robe flew away. The bulging sleeves seemed to be full of energy. The leaves of the sycamore tree froze suddenly, and then with the sound of 'swish', they turned into streaks of yellow light and scattered all over the sky!

"Who are you?"

"Where is the idiot, dare to trespass on the Sutra Pavilion..."

There was an open space outside the Zangjin Pavilion, but there were dozens of monks holding torches and lanterns to hold the night. When they suddenly saw Chu Feng, they shouted loudly.

Chu Feng stepped lightly, and his body was like an eagle flying in the sky, flying several feet high, turning upside down in the air, turning into a blue shadow, rising and falling several times.People have gone too far.

The expressions of all the monks in Shaolin changed, and they gasped.

This lightness kung fu is really like flying swallows, it can be disdainful to the martial arts world, it is wonderful in the world!
After descending from Shaoshi Mountain, Chu Feng unfurled his movements and rushed towards the sharpened inn at high speed.

"Run away after taking advantage..." Chu Feng smiled lightly, "Am I too unkind?"

"Amitabha, the benefactor will wait later...!"

Suddenly, an old monk flew up from behind him. His inner strength was superb, but he was only slightly inferior to Chu Feng!Such a character is enough to roam the rivers and lakes and overwhelm the martial arts world!
"Are you Master Fang Zheng?" Chu Feng stopped and looked at an old monk wearing cassocks flying over.

The old monk was short in stature, with a thin face and a kind expression.

"This old monk is the proof!" The old monk lowered his eyebrows and his voice was warm. "I don't know what the benefactor is called?"

"Chu Feng!" Chu Feng looked at Fang Zheng with a smile, "Master asked me for some reason?"

Fang Zheng gasped in surprise, and said, "The benefactor is Chu Feng, the demon sect who killed dozens of people in Kaifeng?"

"Has it been passed on to Shaolin?" Chu Feng thought for a moment, the corners of his mouth curled up, "But I am not a member of the Devil's Cult. What does Master have to say?"

"Amitabha, benefactor Chu broke into my Shaolin Temple today, stole the scriptures from my temple, and killed fellow martial artists. This is really an act of the devil!" Fang Zheng suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes brightened.

"Are you going to have trouble with me?" Chu Feng said coldly, "Okay, then I will teach you Shaolin's unique skills!"

"Hey! I also invite the benefactor to go to the temple to eat fast and recite the Buddha's name to dispel the hostility..."

Chu Feng let out a long howl, and the purple air rose, his face was majestic, but his body was like a civet cat, and he slapped it out with a palm.

"Zixia Magical Skill?!" Fang Zheng looked wary and struck out with the same palm.

This palm move is normal, but in the middle of the palm, it suddenly shakes slightly, immediately one palm becomes two palms, two palms become four palms, four palms become eight palms.

"Thousands of hands like palms!"

The two palms clashed, the air exploded, and strong winds blew up, making the clothes rattle.

The two exchanged two palms, only to see that Fang Zheng's palm changes complicatedly, and his skill is concentrated but not scattered. It is one of the most profound palm techniques in the world, and it is very powerful.

The two fought each other for several rounds, but they were still at a stalemate.

Although Chu Feng's internal strength was half-match higher, Fang Zheng's Yi Jin Jing, although soft, was extremely thick, and they were equally stalemate.

boom!
Chu Feng clapped his palm again, but this palm was at a place where Thousand Hands Tathagata palmed.

Chu Fengji is familiar with all the changes in the Thousand-handed Tathagata Palm, it doesn't matter, he still has a layer of skill in the Thousand-handed Tathagata Palm, so naturally all the changes of the opponent's card are clear in his heart.

Without a sound, Chu Feng pressed his palm on one of Fang Zheng's key points. Fang Zheng's whole body went numb all of a sudden.

Under Fang Zheng's big loss, Chu Feng followed him like a shadow, and went up with him again, urging his true energy, breathing out his strength, and slapped his chest with a palm.

Fang Zheng's bones seemed to be snapped off several times at once, and flew upside down like a kite with broken strings.

Fang Zheng spat out a mouthful of blood, only felt that all internal organs in his body were damaged, and it was very difficult to breathe.

"Fang Zheng, you lost..." Chu Feng sneered.Without chasing, the palm seemed heavy, but in fact it was only a slight injury.

"Amitabha!" Fang Zheng coughed up a mouthful of blood, sighed long and hard, his eyes dimmed, "The benefactor is good at martial arts, the poor monk can't keep you, you can leave..."

Chu Feng shook his head, and saw a faint fire behind him, and a large group of monks came.

"Abbot!"

"Abbot!"

"Brother!"

At this time, Fang Sheng and several monks with good lightness kung fu rushed over, quickly helped Fang Zheng up, asked about his injuries, and swallowed the elixir.

When Chu Feng saw it, he stepped lightly, swept a few times, his body disappeared like a sharp arrow, and soon disappeared.

Several monks wanted to chase, but Fang Zheng stopped him by shouting: "Don't chase, you are not his opponent. If you catch up with him, you will save your life in vain!"

The few people gave up and hurriedly helped Fang Zheng back to Shaolin Temple.

Fang Sheng asked: "Brother Abbot, who is that man, with such superb martial arts, is it Dongfang Invincible?!"

"No, he is Chu Feng!" Fang Zheng shook his head.

"Chu Feng?" Fang Sheng muttered to himself, "Where did this master come from? I've never heard of it before..."

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