Qiao Ning no longer has much desire for Shaolin Temple, except for not having seen the Yijin Sutra, he has already done the seventy-two unique arts of Shaolin Temple, and has incorporated his own martial arts, compiling the beggar martial arts canon and Qiao's martial arts spectrum.

He didn't want to see Master Xuan Ku, although Xuan Ku was his and Qiao Feng's teacher, but with his status at this time, if he went to see Xuan Ku, he would be making trouble for this teacher.

Even if he didn't go to Xuan Ku, he was afraid that the Great Song Dynasty would not be less embarrassed Shaolin, but unfortunately, Qiao Ning had also sent people many times, hoping that Master Xuan Ku would come to the Qiao Dynasty to preach Buddhism, but Xuan Ku did not agree.

Qiao Ning only invited the rest of the Xuanzi generation monks, and opened a Shaolin courtyard within the territory of the Qiao Dynasty, and gave a lot of preferential treatment, which was better than other sects.

After Qiao Ning infiltrated the Shaolin Temple, he went straight to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, although he has not been back to the Shaolin Temple for more than ten years, but he knows more about the Shaolin Temple, with his means, he has already bought some of the monks of the Shaolin Temple, for him to find out the news in the temple.

Qiao Ning just stepped into the miscellaneous courtyard where the sweeping monk lived, and he heard a deep voice and asked lightly: "You have now reached the realm of seeking the way of heaven, it really surprised me." After saying goodbye that day, I thought I would never see you again, but I didn't expect that after more than ten years, your entry into the country was far faster than I imagined. ”

Qiao Ning condensed slightly, bowed slightly, and saluted, facing the number one boss in the Tianlong World, he didn't dare to be rude at all.

The sweeping monk looks older, he has no energy, and it seems that his qi and blood are declining, but Qiao Ning definitely doesn't dare to underestimate this old monk, even if his martial arts have reached the pinnacle of this world now, he doesn't dare to say that he can win this old monk who may not be able to live in a few days.

The sweeping monk sighed and said, "That's it, that's it! Since you have also reached this realm, I will tell you about my feelings over the years, anyway, in this world, there is no third person who can reach this realm again, even if I don't tell you, you will understand it sooner or later." ”

The sweeping monk beckoned, and sat cross-legged on the ground at will, Qiao Ning also sat down cross-legged in front of him, the sweeping monk smiled slightly, and slapped it lightly, this palm was fluttering, like a fallen leaf.

Qiao Ning frowned slightly, and suddenly had an extremely dangerous and terrifying feeling, the sweeping monk's palm directly cut off something between heaven and earth, so that he had no way to fight back.

Qiao Ning didn't know what the sweeping monk had done, the power of this palm was actually just average, no matter what method was used to express it, or earth-shattering, or flying sand and stones, or containing infinite power, or just such a light and fluttering palm, or even nothing, just a look, even a look of the eyes did not have to, the power of this palm still did not have the slightest attenuation.

This palm has gone beyond the scope of martial arts, reaching some kind of indescribable heavenly way, Qiao Ning was stunned to see that this move hit himself, but there was no way to fight back, to resist, to dodge......

The sweeping monk smiled slightly, withdrew his palm, and said lightly, "Have you comprehended?"

The palm of the sweeping monk did not contain any internal force, so for Qiao Ning, it was just a light brush, and he was not injured, but this palm seemed to open a new world for him, allowing Qiao Ning to see another world, he bowed his head slightly, folded his hands, and said convincingly: "Thank you for the old Zen master's guidance, Qiao Ning has realized." ”

The sweeping monk smiled slightly, silent, he also knew that Qiao Ning was only short of this threshold, and if he broke it himself, he would be able to comprehend, this nameless monk suddenly said: "Sink into the sea of bitterness for a hundred years, and occasionally overlook Lingshan in the distance." Now there is no obstacle in my heart, and I have cut off the empty illusion of mortality. ”

The sweeping monk clasped his hands together, and after a while, his nostrils hung down the jade tendons, and he actually sat down.

Qiao Ning sighed, flipped it over, lifted the remains of the sweeping monk, performed light skills, and quietly left the Shaolin Temple.

After he left the Shaolin Temple, he contacted the nearby beggar disciples and got a big cart to transport the remains of the sweeping monks back to the Qiao Dynasty, which will be placed in the national papal hall in the future and sealed so that future generations of disciples can pay respects.

After doing this, Qiao Ning suddenly felt empty in his heart, there seemed to be something in his heart to guide him, he let him go all the way to the south, and soon arrived in Suzhou, at this time he suddenly woke up, and did not enter the city, but went straight to the swallow dock of the Murong family.

Since the two generations of Murong family's head of the family, Murong Bo was killed by him, and Murong Fu is now a high-ranking beggar gang, the Murong family's mansion has been almost empty, and only a few Murong family's servants take care of it every day.

Qiao Ning would not encroach on other people's property, so this house was still in the name of the Murong family, and he had never had any idea.

But after the guidance of the sweeping monk, Qiao Ning couldn't help but think about it when he looked at this mansion again, with his martial arts, he broke into the Shaolin Temple, and left calmly with the remains of the sweeping monk, no one noticed, not to mention that the current Murong family has no half of the masters, and even several generals are following Murong Fu's side, so Qiao Ning easily broke into the swallow dock, and no one was able to find out along the way.

Qiao Ning walked around for a while, and then saw the Murong family's collection of books in the Shi Shui Pavilion, and couldn't help but smile slightly, because the martial arts cheats in this arsenal had already been copied by him and taken away, although the books in it were still there, but for him, it had long lost half of its value.

Qiao Ning didn't go in and returned to the Water Pavilion, just wandered outside for a while, and suddenly heard a voice whispering, he looked back, but saw a very beautiful girl, like a fairy, was walking slowly with a sad face, and there were two maids with different characteristics around him, who were chatting.

Qiao Ning was slightly stunned, and suddenly understood, when he arrived in the Tianlong World, he never cared about the women in this world, he just blindly studied martial arts, and at this time, he had the opportunity to see Wang Yuyan, the first beautiful girl in the Tianlong World, and the two famous maids of the Murong family.

Qiao Ning thought slightly, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, Ruan Xingzhu is now his wife's power, where is there still Azhu? In other words, these two maids should be someone else.

Qiao Ning's sleeve robe flicked, he didn't want to meet these women, and was about to avoid it, when he suddenly heard a clear whistle, a green shadow fluttered forward, and the sword aura was soaring, obviously he had already found him, and was eager to come to the rescue.

Qiao Ning didn't expect that he would actually meet this man in Tsing Yi here, he frowned slightly, and shouted in a low voice: "Everyone has always met twice, what's the point of hiding your head and showing your tail like this?"

Qiao Ning casually circled around, and slapped out with a fierce and unparalleled Kang Long.