Chapter 7

Looking at the empty bookshelves everywhere, Zhou Yang's face is not red. What will Shaolin Temple do in the future, but I can't manage these. It's a big deal. I'll copy a new copy of the script and send it back to the world of the legend of Shooting Heroes.

"Time is not enough to go to Zhongnan mountain."

Zhou Yang sighed with a trace of regret.

But the nine Yin manual is not the only secret of Joyoung's real classics. Besides, there are nearly 100 books of martial arts secrets. He has not looked carefully. Maybe there are still more than the secret books of martial arts in the nine Yin manual.

Quickly put all the things that can be collected into the space, and then quickly walk downstairs.

As soon as he came down from the second floor, Zhou Yang heard someone come in outside. He immediately lay on the table and pretended to copy the Scriptures. Then he saw Jueyuan come in with an anxious face.

"Benefactor, have you ever copied the Scriptures?" Chueh yuan asked.

"Not yet!" said Zhou Yang.

"I'm sorry, benefactor. Shaolin Temple needs to close the mountain gate because of some changes. I hope you will forgive me."

Jueyuan made a deep bow to Zhou Yang with an apologetic face.

"Don't do that. There's still a chance in the future. Come back next time."

Zhou Yang said that in fact, he was anxious to leave. The second floor of the Sutra pavilion was emptied by him. If it was found by Shaolin Temple, it would not turn the sky. Now he is satisfied and leaves as soon as possible.

Out of the Sutra Pavilion, Zhou Yang saw the monks of the whole Shaolin Temple, looking for the temple with a murderous face, and teams of monks went into the mountain to look for it. I don't know what happened, which made these pure hearted and lustless Shalin monks so angry.

"Cool! Cool! Cool! ·..."

Zhou Yang can't control what happened in Shaolin Temple. When he got out of Shaolin Temple, he felt light. He felt light when walking down the Shaoshi mountain.

This trip to Shaolin Temple has yielded too much. He is a little unbelievable. The goal this time is just Jiuyang Scripture. Now he has emptied the martial arts secrets of the whole Shaolin Temple.

Jiuyang Sutra, 72 unique skills of Shaolin Temple, four great Dharma skills... And other martial arts secrets. Zhou Yang felt that the whole person's bones were crisp when he thought about them.

Zhou Yang looked and found that there was no one around. With a move of thought, he returned to his room in the modern world.

"Intermediate martial arts, iron sand palm, is extremely masculine and can be broken into pieces."

"Intermediate martial arts, powerful Vajra palm, strong and invincible!"

"Low level martial arts, Shaolin bullet leg, moving like thunder and fast as wind!"

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The whole room is filled with all kinds of secrets, such as fist, palm, body, internal skill and so on. There are fifty or sixty kinds of them.

Looking at the martial arts scripts in front of him, Zhou Yang was excited. After that, there was a steady stream of value

For commodities such as pills and blood vessels, sell one less, and you only need to copy one secret script.

Now it's time for him to change a more advanced secret script. Zhou Yang looks at the rental room of less than 20 square meters and has been occupied by martial arts secret scripts. With many secret scripts in the Sutra Pavilion of Shaolin Temple, Zhou Yang will not choose to continue to practice Zixia divine skill.

Of course, to cultivate the most powerful secret scripts, Zhou Yang quickly screened out the secret scripts with the highest value points. The three top secret scripts are——

"The top martial arts, the golden bell jar, is as motionless as a mountain and has unparalleled defense."

"Top martial arts, nine Yang Sutra, harmony of yin and Yang, combination of hardness and softness."

"Top martial arts, Yi Jin Jing, Zhongzheng peace, rapid entry."

Zhou Yang looked at the three secret scripts neatly placed in front of him, three peerless secret scripts that made Wulin people crazy.

These three books are the top secret scripts Zhou Yang obtained from Shaolin Temple. Each book makes him very excited.

The muscle changing Sutra opens up the hidden veins of the human body, plunders the essence of heaven and earth, and expands one's own body. When cultivating, one must have a peaceful state of mind and have no desire.

The golden bell jar makes the King Kong not bad and invincible to all poisons. It's both internal and external. It's too difficult to cultivate. There are twelve gateways. It's difficult for anyone to cultivate the eighth one.

The Nine Yang Sutra penetrates the key points of the human body, harmonizes Yin and Yang, combines hardness and softness, and has both attack and defense. When it is successful, there is a porch that must survive the pain of dryness and heat all over the body.

However, these difficulties in cultivation have no impact on him at all. Zhou Yang looks at this one and that one. It's troublesome to have too many secrets!

Which one do you choose?

What a happy worry!

There is no more painful moment in life than this.

Finally, Zhou Yang chose the Nine Yang Sutra.

Because after practicing the Nine Yang Sutra, the body of King Kong is not bad, which is similar to the golden bell mask. It is also a healing Scripture. It is invincible. You don't even learn martial arts. Every fist and foot has great power.

"Practice the Nine Yang Sutra!" Zhou Yang said to the system.

"The Nine Yang Sutra is divided into five parts and needs 10000 value points. Do you want to practice?"

"The Nine Yang Sutra, the first four fold Sutra, requires 5000 value points. Do you want to practice?"

"The Nine Yang Sutra, the first three, requires 3000 value points. Do you want to practice?"

"Jiuyang Sutra, the first two, requires 1000 value points. Do you want to practice?"

"The Nine Yang Sutra, the first important, requires 50 value points. Do you want to practice?"

"The first four times of cultivation!"

Zhou Yang said that at the next moment, a warm current flowed all over his body. He vaguely felt that an air flow erupted in his body. For a quarter of an hour, the erupted air flow slowly calmed down.

At this moment, Zhou Yang found that his body suddenly became much stronger and his blood was rolling. It seemed that he had endless life essence. His body was full of explosive power. It seemed that he could turn mountains and seas between backhands.

Of course, this is just an illusion of the body after the power surge.

In order to test his strength, Zhou Yang returned to the world of the legend of Shooting Heroes again. He smashed his fist at the nearby stones. His fist was directly sunken in the rocks. After his fist was taken out, a black rumbling hole appeared in the stones, surrounded by dense cracks, like a cobweb knot.

"Too strong!"

Zhou Yang's eyes flashed a light. He practiced the first four parts of the whole nine Yang Sutra, and his strength increased at least dozens of times. He even punched the ground of the mountain stone into a big hole, and didn't feel any pain. How can he not be excited about such a change.

Host body: Zhou Yang.

Level: one star shopkeeper.

Power point value: 454.

Martial arts realm: the world after tomorrow is perfect.

"Is this the power of the perfect world the day after tomorrow?... it's terrible." Zhou Yang marveled at the power of his fist.

Even if there is no system now, in the future, we can make a world in the modern world only by relying on our own strong strength.

This trip to Shaolin Temple has yielded too much. He not only got a lot of martial arts scripts, but also his strength has changed dramatically. Zhou Yang has unspeakable happiness in his heart. It's so fucking cool.

After calming his mood, Zhou Yang quickly ran down the mountain, spreading his wings like a giant eagle and flying like a white crane. Every jump was a few feet.

For the first time in his life, he exercised his lightness skill. The feeling of flying electric switch made people want to cheer excitedly. Zhou Yang's speed at his feet became faster and faster. When he passed the hillside, the scene in front of him stopped Zhou Yang.