Guo fan\'s plan can\'t hide from others. After all, it\'s wonderful. A living man can restore the course of things as soon as it is confirmed.

But the exposure time was much earlier than he thought!

It\'s really wonderful that there is only lining on the body. Before waking up from the coma, it was found by the patrol monk of the discipline hall.

Fortunately, at this time, Guo fan had passed on his sword technique and quietly returned to the factotum for "rest".

After the Kung Fu of yizhuxiang, all the monks gathered in the main hall.

In the ten thousand Buddha grottoes, the forbidden area of Shaolin Temple, it\'s not a big thing to be stolen to inherit the true meaning.

Does that person\'s access to the ten thousand Buddha Grottoes mean that the other party can enter and leave the Sutra Pavilion and Tallinn secret place at will?

If you can steal the Prajna demon subduing sabre, can you steal the Vajra immortal skill?

Even the Yi Jin Jing?

No one dares to be careless!

Above the hall, the faces of all the monks were cold and su.

"It\'s pouring powder, a common laxative in the Jianghu."

After passing the pulse to Zhenmiao, Xuande put his hands together and presided over the ten dynasties. He said, "the medication time should be last night. It\'s already past dinner."

"How wonderful?"

His arrogant face shows dignity. Look at your Highness\'s wonderful.

"I remember."

It\'s wonderful. I raised my head and hurriedly said, "I drank a pot of tea after dinner last night."

Speaking of this, he was embarrassed and whispered, "but I burned the water myself."

Xuannan\'s face sank.

In other words, the clue is almost broken!

But it also shows that the man is familiar with the environment of Prajna hall and some wonderful living habits.

"Unless he is born with the same appearance as the true and wonderful, he is proficient in the method of shifting the appearance."

Xuancheng of the commandment Hall said, "you have different looks. Even the wishful clavicle skill among the 72 unique skills is difficult to do."

"There are only a few things you can do in the Jianghu!"

He just changed his mind, and several suspicious objects surfaced in his mind.

"No."

Xuanding shook his head: "although I\'m not familiar with Zhenmiao, the man\'s breath comes from Buddhism."

"Those who practice should be Buddhist Zen skills!"

His face was gloomy and his eyes were terrible. He was deceived face to face, and his Zen heart was filled with anger.

"Good."

The old monk nodded unintentionally and said, "according to senior brother Wuming, that man practiced Buddhist skills and got some true meaning of Prajna falling magic knife."

"That\'s why he didn\'t doubt the man\'s identity."

"How many people in the temple practice Prajna magic subduing knife?"

He glanced at the audience, his voice sank and said, "in addition, he also practiced Ruyi clavicle skill?"

One of the Dharma hall heard the speech and said, "zhenle, Zhenfei, xuanzheng, Xuanwei, and martial uncle Wukong."

Words fall, the field is quiet.

"Not them."

Xuancheng shook his head and said, "if you don\'t say whether you have time, they won\'t come true."

"Host."

The first building of the commandment hall has no openings, and its voice is as dull as a drum.

"That person can know how wonderful it is to accept the inheritance. When it comes to time, he must be a person who has been lurking in the temple for a long time."

"Being proficient in the method of changing shape and appearance and having a strong Buddhist Zen skill reminds me of a person."

"Who?"

Everyone turned their heads.

"A few days ago, the man who saved Zhenhui."

Wusha turned the rosary and said, "except for the strange killing move, the skill that the man practiced should be inherited by Buddhism."

"Moreover, his stature is different from that of Xuankong a few months ago. He should be proficient in the method of changing shape and appearance."

"But..."

Someone questioned: "that man seems to have no malice towards Shaolin. Zhenhui is fine thanks to him."

"No malice doesn\'t mean you won\'t steal martial arts."

Wusha raised his head, and there was no fluctuation in his eyes: "he just fainted. It\'s wonderful. He didn\'t do anything hard. I think so."

"Who is that man?"

Wu looked at Xiang Wusha: "younger martial brother, do you have a clue?"

"Yes."

No nod: "though I do not know the identity of the man, the two month commandments have been secretly investigating."

"But the man\'s hiding place has been found!"

"Where is it?"

"Factotum!"

…………

Guo fan had just picked up a bowl and took a sip of hot water when he heard a mess outside.

"Peng!"

The door was pushed open.

Zhenguan, with a gloomy face, surrounded by several people, went down into the meditation room.

"Really understand, come out!"

"Ah."

Guo fan was stunned and glanced at someone: "elder martial brother Zhenguan, what\'s the matter? Why is it so chaotic outside?"

"It\'s from the commandment hall."

I really looked at the people around me, snorted and said, "the discipline hall wants to search our factotum."

"It\'s a thorough investigation!"

A monk said coldly, "everyone should gather in the square outside. Your name is Zhenwu, right? Go out with us!"

"OK."

Guo fan got up, hesitated a little and said, "how many senior brothers, don\'t you know how long it will be?"

"Why, something?"

The monk frowned.

"That\'s right."

Guo fan touched the gauze on his head and said, "I was hurt here some time ago and need to take medicine regularly."

"Hurt?"

The monk hesitated.

"Senior brother."

Zhenguan opened his mouth: "Zhenwu and Zhenhui ate and lived together before. The injury on their body was also a few days ago."

"Oh."

The monk\'s eyes suddenly said, "it\'s you!"

Obviously, he knows about Guo fan.

Then he shook his head gently and said tentatively, "sorry, I\'m afraid it won\'t be finished for a while and a half this time. Otherwise, take the medicine first?"

"Good."

Guo fan chuckled, then took out a pill from his body and swallowed it with hot water in this bowl.

"All right!"

Put down the bowl, he nodded to several people, and his steps were slightly vain towards the outside of the door.

At this time, the factotum has been in a mess.

I don\'t know how many martial monks poured in and pulled out all the factotum Shamis, either pushing or shouting.

Even those who are sleeping on the night shift are no exception!

Countless people, either surprised or angry, were taken to the square and looked stunned.

It has long been surrounded by Shaolin monks.

In addition to the real generation in grey monk clothes, there are also the Xuan generation in yellow cassock, and even

An eminent monk of no character generation in red cassock!

In the past, these Buddhist experts only appeared at the Buddha\'s birthday ceremony. This time, they even gathered in the factotum!

"Commandment hall, martial monk\'s Academy, medicine King\'s Academy..."

Guo fan glanced around and pretended to be curious: "what\'s this? So many people came?"

"No... I don\'t know."

Zhenguan also lost his confidence at the beginning. His eyes were flustered. He just shook his head when he heard the speech.

He is not clean. In recent years, he has relied on some power to accept bribes and change the tasks assigned by others. It is inevitable that he is a little uneasy in his heart.

"Come on, come on!"

"Stand up and go through the roster first to see if all the people are here?"

"Yes!"

There was constant shouting in the square. From time to time, someone was brought and cut into several batches.

Guo fan stood in the crowd next to Zhenguan. His face was not obvious, but his mind was already tense. Hunyuan Gong locked his breath.

Before long, the number of people had arrived and the law number had been counted.

"What a sin!"

"Yes."

"Come here."

The monks of the commandment hall waved. One of them immediately walked out of the crowd and stood in front of a xuanzi monk.

"Amitabha."

The monk put his hands together, nodded to each other, stretched out one hand and gently pressed on the top of zhensin\'s head.

Then they closed their eyes and made no more noise. Only a trace of real Qi revolved around them.

A moment later.

The xuanzi monk opened his eyes and smiled: "it\'s all right. You stand in the back first."

"Yes, martial uncle."

Zhensin nodded and stood at the designated place honestly.

"Really not."

"Yes!"

"Come here."

"Yes."

Such a person after person, through each other\'s inspection.

"Come on, come on!"

At this time, in Guo fan\'s body, the pill he had just taken was playing its role, and a chill swam along the meridians.

Where the coolness passes, the internal power melts slowly.

San Gong Dan!

This pill can\'t really waste a person\'s Kung Fu, but it can dissipate internal power in a short time.

When facing the enemy, if you are subdued, you can certainly occupy an absolute advantage.

At this time, Guo fan was used to deceive others and use medicine to create the illusion of closed meridians.

However, in order not to be easily detected, the efficacy of Sangong pill does not appear suddenly.

It takes some time!

And it\'s not too short!

"Zhenli..."

"What a killing."

“……”

"True view."

"Yes!"

With a cry, Guo fan\'s heart jumped, subconsciously turned his head, and saw a worried look walking out of the crowd.

"Amitabha."

The monk of the commandment hall, whose name is Xuankong, combined 11 rites and pressed his hand on the head of Zhenguan.

A moment later, Xuankong nodded.

"Come to the back."

When people around him said hello, Zhenguan was relieved, and his pale face was ruddy again.

"Next."

"True enlightenment!"

"Yes."

Guo fan mentioned it in his heart, then closed his eyes and silently felt the dissipated internal force in his body.

Although less, but still have!

"Come up!"

It should be that he had a wound on his head. The pointed monk was not in a hurry and deliberately slowed down his voice.

"Yes."

Guo fan nodded and walked forward step by step like a kilo.

It\'s a blessing, not a disaster, but it can\'t be avoided. This time, it seems that we can only fight!

See if you can hide from each other\'s perception with your own Hunyuan achievement and the repressive power of the three people.

If not

Even if he walked slowly, he still came to Xuankong.

"True understanding."

Xuankong looked at the gauze on Guo fan\'s head and nodded gently: "I remember you, the injured child a few days ago."

"Well..."

He hesitated a little and seemed to intend to pass by.

After all, Zhenwu is too young. The injured place is still his head. It\'s inappropriate to probe forcibly.

But in a flash, he made a decision.

"Relax, it may hurt."

In a whisper, Xuankong gently put his hand on Guo fan\'s head, and the palm was pure and ready to move.

Right now.

"Thief!"

"Don\'t want to go!"

The angry cry came from a distance, and then two figures jumped forward and backward towards the back of the factotum.

The speed is as fast as thunder.

"Chase!"

Red cassocks danced in the field, and two old monks chased up.

They had just disappeared. Among the miscellaneous workers in the square, two figures flashed out again and fled to one side.

There\'s more than one person hiding in the factotum with evil intentions!

"Amitabha!"

As soon as Xuankong\'s face sank, he didn\'t care to check Guo fan. As soon as the cassock was thrown away, the whole person leaped over.

Eight steps to catch cicadas!

"Others, don\'t move!"

"Don\'t make a noise!"

The sound of shouting was in his ears, and Guo fan\'s tight body also loosened.

San Gong Dan has worked!

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