Honghuang: I, the Emperor Donghua, establish the immortal celestial court

Chapter 207: Borrowing the Shaolin Secret Manual 1

Chapter 207: Borrowing the Shaolin Secret Manual

"Qiao Feng, do you dare to come back?"

Xuan Ci frowned and stared at Qiao Feng.

Behind him, there were more than a hundred warrior monks, all of whom had ferocious looks on their faces, staring at Qiao Feng with murderous intent.

"Master Xuan Ku, I didn't kill him."

Qiao Feng still maintained his original words and spoke.

"You didn't kill him?"

"Then you fight me with your palm."

Xuan Ci narrowed his eyes and suddenly said.

"A palm strike?"

"I'm afraid you, Abbot, will get hurt."

Qiao Feng looked at his palm, then looked at Xuan Ci, and said with some embarrassment.

"Humph! If you just use all your strength, you won't be responsible for anything else. If you don't hit Xuan Ku today, you will never be able to clear yourself of the crime of killing Xuan Ku!"

Xuan Ci snorted coldly, then soared into the air, rushed towards Qiao Feng at high speed, and struck out with a Vajra Palm!
"What a fierce palm power, worthy of being Shaolin's unique martial arts!"

Qiao Feng stood where he was, feeling the palm wind blowing towards him, and couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

After all, the Vajra Palm was even comparable to the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms in terms of its power.

Of course, now Qiao Feng's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms is not as powerful as before.

The next moment, Qiao Feng gathered his energy into his dantian and slowly raised his hand.

"Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!"

With a loud shout, a golden light appeared in his palm in an instant, and a golden dragon appeared!
"Well?!"

Xuan Ci's pupils dilated sharply, and the Vajra Palm, which had originally been so powerful, now had completely lost its power.

Suddenly, he stood still, watching the golden dragon in front of him attacking him, but in the blink of an eye, it was already at the tip of his nose.

However, at this critical moment, the golden dragon stopped in front of Xuan Ci, and then suddenly disappeared.

"you."

As the golden dragon disappeared, Xuan Ci collapsed on the ground, covered in cold sweat, and his robes were soaked with sweat.

At the same time, the entire Shaolin was silent.

Everyone stood there in a daze, staring with wide eyes at Abbot Xuan Ci who was slumped on the ground, and Qiao Feng who was standing there, calm and composed.

"how can that be"

Everyone was in turmoil at this moment and didn't understand what was happening.

What's worse, some people feel like they are dreaming, slap themselves on the face and shake their heads.

Even the mysterious and powerful Sweeping Monk not far away suddenly stopped what he was doing, looked towards Qiao Feng, unable to take his eyes off him for a long time.

"you."

Finally, after the deathly silence, it was Xuan Ci, the person involved, who was the first to react and struggled to get up from the ground.

Of course, the look in his eyes when he looked at Qiao Feng was completely different.

"Although I don't know what happened to you during this period of time."

“But, from that palm strike just now, I can confirm that it was not you who killed Xuan Ku,” Xuan Ci sighed and said in a trembling voice.

"If it was really Qiao Feng, then with his strength, there would be no need for a sneak attack. Even if Xuan Ku was killed openly, I'm afraid no one in the entire Shaolin would stop him."

"Moreover, this palm technique is completely different from the one used by Xuan Ku."

Xuan Ci looked back at the Shaolin monks behind him again and added.

"Thank you, Abbot, for clearing my name!"

Qiao Feng knelt on one knee, kneeling on one knee with great respect to Xuan Ci.

"no need."

Xuan Ci’s face turned pale, he smiled bitterly and waved his hand.

"Xuan Ku, I can prove it for you. Of course, this doesn't mean you can be cleared from now on."

"It is true that you did not kill Xuan Ku, but as for the other two, my Shaolin does not have that much power to help you."

Xuan Ci said.

"I know."

Qiao Feng nodded.

He knew clearly what Xuanci said.

He has now been cleared of the charge regarding Xuan Ku's crime.

However, he now has no way to deal with the death of his parents.

Because he was at the scene when the incident happened, and his hands were stained with blood.

This was seen with one's own eyes. Even if the Jade Emperor came, there is no way to deal with it without accurate evidence.

"Okay, go now. Although you didn't kill Xuan Ku, Shaolin can't keep you."

Finally, Xuan Ci waved his hand and spoke again.

"Leave? I won't leave!"

"I still have things to do." Hearing this, Qiao Feng shook his head suddenly and spoke.

"What? What else do you want?"

Xuan Ci frowned immediately and asked in confusion.

He also thought that Qiao Feng came back this time to clear his name.

But when Qiao Feng said that there were still things to do, he was confused.

"Yes."

Qiao Feng nodded and knelt on one knee again.

"Please, Master, let me go to the Sutra Library to have a look!"

Qiao Feng spoke in a voice as loud as a bell, without hiding anything.

"What?!"

After these words were spoken, all the Shaolin monks looked at each other.

Are you kidding me? What kind of place is this Sutra Repository? Qiao Feng actually said he could go there whenever he wanted. How is that possible?
“Are you dreaming?!”

At this time, a tall monk stepped out and shouted loudly! He looked to be in his forties, already middle-aged.

He has a pair of long, gray eyebrows and a gleam in his eyes. He looks like a man with a bad temper.

At the same time, as he spoke, he was already puffing his beard and glaring, rolling up his sleeves, ready to start working.

No matter how amazing Qiao Feng's strength was when he dealt with Xuan Ci just now!
"Mysterious difficulty!"

At this time, Xuan Ci frowned and called out to him quickly.

"Humph!"

Xuan Nan heard Xuan Ci's voice, so he endured it, snorted coldly and retreated back to the crowd.

At the same time, his eyes were still extremely fierce as he stared at Qiao Feng.

Qiao Feng was not at all nervous and looked back with a relaxed expression.

He once studied under Xuan Ku, so naturally he had stayed in Shaolin.

And Xuan Nan can be considered as his uncle.

Qiao Feng knew his temper very well.

As the chief of Dharma Academy, Xuan Nan has a bad temper, but he also has his capital.

That is a set of magical skills, which can be considered top-notch in Shaolin.

Even in the entire martial arts world, it is hard to find a few rivals!
However, the current Qiao Feng is not afraid at all!
"Qiao Feng, tell me, what do you want to do in the Sutra Library?"

Xuan Ci took a step forward and stared at Qiao Feng with a complicated expression.

"I'd like to borrow the Shaolin secret manual for you."

Qiao Feng continued to be straightforward and answered very honestly.

"Do you really have to go?"

Xuan Ci frowned and asked again.

"must!"

Qiao Feng nodded heavily, with a flash of surprise in his eyes!
"Okay... go ahead!"

Xuan Ci stared at Qiao Feng intently, then finally sighed and waved his hand.

"What?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, before Qiao Feng could move, Xuan Nan and the others were shocked! "How can this be possible! This Sutra Library is the lifeblood of our Shaolin, how can we let anyone enter casually!?"

Xuan Nan looked excited.

"Let him go!"

Xuan Ci gritted his teeth and spoke sternly.

"You...Ah!"

Xuan Nan looked at Xuan Ci's expression and his mind was in a mess.

Although very reluctantly.

However, the abbot of Shaolin is Xuanci, not Xuannan.

Xuan Ci has already spoken, what else does he have to say?

Finally, he dropped his hands, shaking with anger.

"Thank you...Uncle Master!"

Qiao Feng had a serious expression on his face. After clasping his fists and bowing, he went straight to the Sutra Repository.

At the same time, after this process, he did not forget to look back at the little monk behind him and spoke.