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Li Yu watched the two men in black walk to the door of the Buddhist Scripture Pavilion for a while. The two teams of Shaolin disciples guarding the door immediately faced each other with swords in hand, watching the two men warily.

Li Yu already knew the identities of the two men in black, but he was even more confused. Looking at the scene in front of him, it was clearly a systematic plot, with the protagonists including the two men in black and those who had not yet appeared.

Shaolin master - the sweeping monk. It is normal for such a plot to happen in Shaolin. If it were a few years ago, people who were lucky enough to meet him would naturally be overjoyed. Even if they didn't get it, they would be able to see the sweeping monk with their own eyes.

It is also an honor to take action.

"." The voice was steady and composed, it was Murong Bo.

Xiao Yuanshan didn't have the slightest favorable impression of the people of the Southern Dynasty. He nodded and took the lead. He was already very skilled in martial arts. His hands were wrapped in a blue infuriating energy and he already attacked. With just two waves, half the team

Five Shaolin disciples have fallen to the ground. The gap, this is the real gap.

Murong Bo was naturally unwilling to lag behind and launched a series of volleys in his hand. In an instant, the five Shaolin disciples all fell down without saying a word. Xiao Yuanshan could only knock the last Shaolin disciple away at this time. The last one arrived first.

The combined fingers were indeed extremely powerful. And his exposed eyes were full of pride. Xiao Yuanshan snorted lightly when he saw it.

"Hey, there is another person here, why don't I give it to you!" Murong Bo suddenly glanced at Li Yu's hiding place and said.

Li Yu was horrified when he heard this. He thought he was just a bystander, but unexpectedly he was shouted out. When he saw Xiao Yuanshan striding towards this side, the pure Yang aura in his body suddenly condensed, "Choke."

"With a sound, he pulled out the Tai Chi sword and held it in his hand.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me." A young voice suddenly came from behind Li Yu.

Then, Li Yu saw that although Xiao Yuanshan was walking straight this way, the focus of his eyes was not on him, but on falling behind. After seeing that although Xiao Yuanshan passed by him, he didn't even look at it.

, Li Yu breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and looked behind.

The person who was targeted by Murong Bo was the little novice monk who reported the news that Li Yu had seen in the main hall before. Now he was so frightened that he collapsed on the ground, looking at Xiao Yuanshan who was getting closer and closer with a look of fear, muttering to himself.

He murmured, "Don't kill me, don't kill me."

Xiao Yuanshan is a Khitan, and he is very tall. Standing in front of the little novice monk, he is like a hill. His intimidating momentum makes the little novice monk unable to make a sound. The scene in front of him made Xiao Yuanshan's eyes freeze. At the beginning, it was also

He begged the group of people like this, but the result was, huh, the southerners all deserved to die. A flash of green light flashed in his hand, and the little novice fell to the ground on his back. His wide-open eyes made Xiao Yuanshan's heart hurt. She was also like this.

When Li Yu saw this, he was very surprised. There was clearly an old Shaolin monk in the main hall just now. The noise caused by the fight in front of the Sutra Pavilion was quite loud. Even if he was in the Sutra Pavilion, he could still hear it.

, just let Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan slaughter!

Xiao Yuanshan turned around and walked towards the Sutra Pavilion. When he passed by Li Yu again, he suddenly turned his head and stared at Li Yu. Because the distance was too close, Li Yu could clearly see everything on his face. The black cloth covered it.

The cold murderous intent in most of his face and a pair of eyes had not faded away. When he saw his eyes, Li Yu couldn't help but take a few steps back, tripping over the grass and trees under his feet. He saw the reflection of Xiao Yuanshan.

He immediately turned around and walked away, and in a few steps he was in front of the Sutra-Tiding Pavilion.

With a soft "bang", the door of the Scripture Pavilion was closed again, and the surroundings became silent again. Li Yu couldn't help but wonder if he had just seen it. The reflection was so clear, could I really have seen it?

Li Yu stared at the closed door of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and was stunned for a while. It wasn't until he heard a cry of "Ah" in his ears that he came back to his senses. When he looked around, he saw a crow flying low in the afterglow of dusk.

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Looking at the empty ground in front of him, Li Yu was not too surprised. He was already used to it. The bodies of those Shaolin disciples had disappeared, but the door of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion was open, like a huge mouth of a beast.

Li Yu has never figured out the reason for his last experience in the ruins of Loulan. It cannot be explained by a simple illusion. Looking at the Buddhist Scripture Pavilion in front of him, his heart moved, and an idea flashed in his mind. This Buddhist Scripture Pavilion flashed in his mind.

The pavilion should be regarded as one of the most important places in the Shaolin sect. The temptation inside it is irresistible to Jianghu people. If you enter it, it will definitely trigger the subsequent plot.

Li Yu held the Tai Chi sword across his chest, and the pure Yang Qi slowly gathered on the blade. The golden Qi wrapped the Tai Chi sword at a speed visible to the naked eye. Such condensation of Qi into shape consumes the most Qi.

, as the true energy blade became more and more solidified, more and more true energy was left in the body. "Go", Li Yu opened his mouth, and the true energy blade flew out smoothly, but there was no sound, just like

Average in the ancient city of Loulan.

After Li Yu sheathed his sword, he stared closely in front of him. In the blink of an eye, the zhenqi blade had arrived in front of the Sutra Collection Pavilion, and then flew towards the open door, disappearing from Li Yu's eyes after a while. Just like that.

When he thought he had returned in vain, the Sutra Pavilion in front of him turned out to be like a mirror, with a crack appearing in the middle. Immediately afterwards, the crack expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon it was full of cracks.

Finally they dispersed quietly.

"Papa papa" was the sound of someone applauding. "No, no, this Qimen Illusion Array was broken by you so easily, alas..."

After Li Yu got familiar with the scene change, he found himself among the rows of racks. The person he met was wearing a feather fan and a silk scarf. He had an elegant face and looked like a reader. He had never seen this person before.

"It's a pity, it's a pity. If you were willing to fall into it, you could live longer. It's really a pity." The man looked at Li Yu and said while waving his fan.

Li Yu ignored him, but picked up a book from the shelf on the side, and looked at the title, "Dharma Sword". He opened it casually and took a look, but it was not blank as he expected. Demonstration of combination of formulas and mental techniques.

The image is a genuine martial arts secret book.

"Very good, very good," the man seemed to like to say two words overlapping each other. "After leaving the illusion array, immediately check the current environment. If it is fake, this secret book is naturally not real. This method

It couldn't be more wonderful. Just take a look and see that this is indeed the Sutra-Tiding Pavilion, a place where people in the world dream of coming."

After hearing this, Li Yu put the secret book in his hand back on the shelf. Martial arts are valued for their precision, not their quantity, and their importance is appropriateness, not uniqueness.

"It's wonderful, it's wonderful. I think you are becoming more and more pleasing to me. If I change places, I will definitely make friends with you. Sorry, I will send you on your way!" After the man finished speaking, he closed the folding fan in his hand.

He raised his hand and hit Li Yu, but the speed was not fast, and there was no trace of Qi used on it.

Li Yu didn't think that the other party was looking down on him. People who had the ability to create such a powerful illusion array would have poor eyesight. The other party did this because he expected that he would be able to achieve his goal. Seeing the folding fan strike, the pure Yang aura quickly

After condensation, Li Yu subconsciously raised his sword and slashed at the folding fan.

It was already dark at this time, and the Sutra Pavilion looked even darker under the flickering oil lamp.

"Qiang", dots of fire suddenly burst out in the air. Li Yu only felt a powerful force rushing toward him. He was lifted up before he could react, and he hit the shelf behind him hard. The pure Yang aura had long since dissipated without a trace.

"What a sword, what a sword. I didn't expect that someone would get such a sharp sword in such a boring world." The man took back the folding fan and inspected it before saying, "Why don't you give this sword to me?

A pleasure for you!"

Although Li Yu was hurt by the collision, he was not injured. Listening to the words from the man's mouth, it seemed that the other party had no intention of killing him with one blow. He immediately got up from the ground and said, "Pure color can be here."

When the man heard Li Yu talking about pure color, he immediately stared at Li Yu, "So you are Li Yu. I don't want the sword anymore. I will take the next blow and be reborn!" He no longer repeated a word out of habit.

Chapter 40: Seeing Through the Illusion Array