Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils Chapter 43: Wang Baxiong’s **** sea hates all the dust

Beggar gangs came happily to Shaolin Temple with great ambitions, hoping to win the position of martial leader with their unfathomable martial arts. The gang then overwhelmed the Shaolin faction and became the leader of the Central Plains martial arts. Nazi Zhuang helped Bai Ding Chunqiu as a teacher in the front, kicking his feet off for Xiao Feng, everyone was stunned and dull.

Elder Wu said in a loud voice: "Many brothers, what are we doing here? Do you want to get a cold meal? Can't get it right? Let's go down the mountain!" The group of beggars suddenly agreed and turned back down the mountain.

Bao different suddenly shouted: "Slow, and slow! Bao Mou has a word to tell the beggars." Elder Chen once fought with him and the storm in Wuxi that day, knowing that there was no good words in this population, his right foot was on the ground. , Li said: "The surname is Bao. If you have anything, please say that there is less fart." Bao differently reached out and squeezed his nose, shouting: "It smells bad, smelly. Hey, you will put a stinky fart, you help Is there an aging child named Yi Dabiao?"

Elder Chen heard him talk about Yi Dabiao, and he immediately became enchanted, and asked, "What will it do? What if it doesn't?" Bao said differently: "I'm talking to a beggar who can fart, you Catch it, did you admit that you stink fart?" Elder Chen cares about the big things in the gang, and how patiently is he has nothing to do with his irrelevant verbal dispute, saying: "I asked you what happened to Yi Dabiao? He is the gang Disciple, sent to Xixia to do business, can you have his message?" Bao said differently: "I am about to tell you about a major event in Xixia, but Yi Dabiao has already seen the king!" Dao: "This is serious? What is the big deal in Xixia?" Bao said differently: "You scolded me and talked like farting. I don't want to fart this time?"

Elder Chen was so angry that his white beard fluttered, but he wanted to focus on the big things. He immediately smiled and said, "It’s only right to speak to offend your excellency. The old man accompanies the crime." Bao said differently: "It is not necessary to accompany the crime. You fart and talk less, that’s all.” Elder Chen stunned, and said: “What is this?” It is just that he is begging him now, and he does not want to be entangled needlessly, smiles slightly, and no longer speaks. Bao Different suddenly said: "It smells bad, you smell so bad!" Elder Chen said: "What's wrong?" Bao Different said: "If you don't speak, you have nowhere to be angry, and naturally you have to find another vent. The elder Chen said: "This person is really hard to deal with. I only said one rude word, and he said it endlessly. I can only say nothing if I don’t say anything. Otherwise, he always fails to say what is right. The topic." The moment was a slight smile, did not answer.

Bao differently shook his head and said: "No, no! You and me lift the bar, then you are extremely wrong!" Elder Chen smiled and said: "It is not open under the mouth, how can you lift the bar with you?" Bao said differently : "You didn't speak, only stink fart, naturally no need to speak." Elder Chen frowned, said: "Funny."

Bao didn’t see him, and he gave up. He had the upper hand and said: "Since you are speaking, you are not talking to me. I told you. A few months ago, I followed our son , Brother Deng, Brother Gongye, and others, among a group of trees on Ganliang Road, saw a group of beggars, corpses lying in place, some with different heads, some with broken stomachs, pitiful. !Poor. These people all have cloth bags on their backs, or three, or four, or six Yan!" Elder Chen said: presumably they are all brothers of the gang" Bao Bao said differently: "I saw this group of brothers At that time, they had been dead for a long time. At that time, they did not know whether they had drunk Meng Po soup, they did not go to Wangxiangtai, and they did not know which temple of the Ten Temples of the King of Trial was tried. They can't talk, and I'm not going to ask them for their surnames and names, where is Xianxiang, what gangs and what factions, why do they die. Otherwise, they will become ghosts, and she will scold me, ‘if you have something, just say, if you have fart, let it go! "Aren't you wrong?" "

Elder Chen heard the news of the deaths involving many of his brothers, and he was very concerned. He dared not speak silently, nor did he dare to speak out, only to say: "Brother Bao is right!"

Bao different shook his head and said: "Fei Ye, Fei Ye! The life of the surname Bao is the most despised person who echoes with the voice. You said in your mouth, "Bao Brother said yes", but in your heart, I was cursing me. "Egg", this is called "abdominal slander", this is the behavior of the shameless constellation of the stars. As for the manly husband, yes, yes, no, no others, other people have their own opinions, they have their own ideas,'reflexively shrink, although Thousands of people, I want to go!' Mavericks, not correct, this is the hero!"

He gave Elder Chen a lesson again, and he said, "One of them was injured and not dead. At that time, although he was not dead, she was not far away. He called himself Yi Dabiao. He came from Xixia Kingdom and revealed a list of kings of Xixia Kingdom, which was of great importance, so he gave it to us and entrusted us to your elders."

Elder Song thought: "Brother Chen has offended this person in his speech, it’s better for me to come forward." Immediately stepped forward and said deeply: "Mr. Bao took the word of justice. "Bao Bao said differently: "Ye Ye, Fei Ye! It may not be that your gang is going up and down, all feel my great virtue." Elder Song levied, said: "Why did Mr. Bao start talking about this?" Bao differently pointed to You Tan The way: "Instead of accepting my feelings, your gang leader hated me to the extreme!" Elder Song Chen said in unison: "What's the reason? Please ask Mr. Bao for advice."

Bao differently said: "Yi Dabiao said before his death that their group were all killed by the gang of Zhuang Gang, because they didn't accept this Zhuang boy as his gang, so this boy group People chase and kill, alas, pitiful and pitiful. Yi Dabiao asked us to rumor that Elder Wu and every elder should be careful."

As soon as Bao Bao made this remark, the group beggars immediately shook. Elder Wu quickly walked up to You Tan and asked sharply, "Is this true or false?"

Yu Tanzhi was kicked off his legs by Xiao Feng, sitting on the ground without saying a word, submerging internal forces to relieve pain, and suddenly listening to Bao Bao revealing the secrets at that time, he could not help being frightened, and listened to Elder Wu's harsh questioning, called Dao: "It's all... The whole crown cleared the order I ordered, it's not... it's not my business."

Elder Song didn’t want to blame the gangster in front of the group of heroes. He glared at Quan Guanqing and said: "The account in the gang, it's not too late." Xiang Bao said differently: " Brother Yi Dabiao delivered the list of Mr., I don’t know if Mr. brought it with him." Bao differently turned back: "No!" Elder Song's face changed slightly, thinking that you said for a long time, still refused to hand over the list, Wouldn’t it be fun to find someone? Bao differently took a deep look and said, "We will not change the green hills, the green water will flow for a long time, and there will be a period in the future." Then he turned and walked away.

Elder Wu said anxiously: "Why did you refuse to pass the list of Xixia Kingdom?" Bao said differently: "This is amazing! How do you know that Yi Dabiao handed the list to me? Why? Did you use the word "transfer"? Did you see it with your own eyes that day?"

Elder Song strongly resisted his anger and said: "Brother Xiongbao said clearly that Brother Yi Dabiao of the Gang came from Xixia Kingdom and revealed a list of Kings of Xixia Kingdom. Elder. In this remark, many heroes and heroes heard this, why did Brother Bao suddenly change his mouth again?"

Bao different shook his head and said: "No, no! I haven't said that." He saw the discoloration of Elder Song's face, and he said: "The elders of Suwen Beggar are all good men with iron clashes. Dare to reverse the black and white and confuse right and wrong before the world is full, is it not to put the names of the elders in the world?"

Elders Song Chen and Wu San looked at each other, their faces were very ugly, and they couldn’t make up their minds for a while. Elder Chen said: "If you want to say this, we have nothing to do. Fortunately, there is a fair argument, and it is useless to justify the words alone," Bao Bao said differently: "No, no! You say the single With the benefit of the tongue, it was useless after all. Why did Su Qin admire the seals of the Six Kingdoms with a sharp mouth? Why did Zhang Yi use the advantage of his tongue and Shi Lianheng's plan to finally help Qin annex the Six Kingdoms?" Far away, only a bitter smile, said: "If Mr. Bao was born in the Warring States period, he has already surpassed Su Zhang and he is wearing the seals of the Seven Kingdoms and Eight Kingdoms."

Bao differently said: "Are you ridiculing that I was born every day, and my fate is too bad? Well, if the surname Bao has three longs and two shorts in the future, headache, fever, backache, sneezing and coughing, all you ask is."

Elder Chen said flatly: "What is the intention of Brother Bao, it will be shown readily."

Bao Bao said differently: "Well, you are very anxious. Elder Chen, that day in Wuxi Xingzi Forest, you compete with my fourth wind brother Wu Yi. You carry a big cloth bag in your hand, and there is a big scorpion in the big cloth bag. There is a big poisonous thorn on the tail of the big scorpion. The big poisonous thorn will cause a big poisonous bubble on the human body. The big poisonous bubble will send the other party's small life, isn't it?" Elder Chen said: "A clear sentence You can make it clear, he just instigated a big set of what big and small he wanted."The way: "It is."

The bag said differently: "Very well, I bet with you, I won, and I will immediately inform you of the information that the aging child brought from Xixiaguo. If I win, you will give that big cloth bag , The big scorpion in the big cloth bag, and the small bottle containing the medicine for dissolving the scorpion poison, I lost my old brain. Do you gamble?" Elder Chen said: "What do you want to gamble?" The package is different Dao: "Elder Song, your gang, framed me with stolen goods, and insisted that I said what your gang, Yi Zaibiao, unveiled King Xixia's list, and asked me to pass it to the elder gang. In fact, I did not say that. The two of us came to gamble. If I did say it, you won. If I didn’t really say it, then I won.

Elder Chen glanced at Song Wu Erlao, and the two nodded, meaning: "Thousands of people here are testimonies, no matter how he quibbles, it is hard to deny. After all, he gambled with him!" Chen The elder said: "Well, I bet with Bao Bao next! But I don't know how Bao Bao proves who loses and who wins? Is it necessary to recommend several highly respected publics to come out and be fair?"

Bao different shook his head and said: "No, no! You say you have to recommend a few highly respected notaries to come up with a fair judgement, even if you recommend ten or eight, are there thousands of others except these ten or so? Heroes are heroes, but their virtue is not high, and their hopes are not high. Since they are not high, and they are not high, then they are despicable and obscure pawns? If you insult the heroes of this world, you will be rude."

Elder Chen said: "Brother Bao made a joke, but he didn’t mean that in the next time. But what did he see, what should I do?"

Bao Bao said differently: "It's right and wrong, it's decided in one word, and I will analyze it for you later. Take it!" The word "take it" has an exit, and then it reaches out. Elder Chen said: "What?" Bao said differently: "Bags, scorpions, antidote!" Elder Chen said: "Brother Bao has not proved, why did he win?" Bao said differently: "I'm afraid that you lose after losing Don't give."

Elder Chen laughed and said: "Little poison, what is the right way? Brother Bao wants it and gives it immediately, why should he bet on what wins or loses?" A porcelain bottle will pass by.

Different from the bag, they took it honestly, opened the mouth of the cloth bag, and looked inside. I saw that there were seven or eight piebald scorpions in the bag. I closed the bag quickly and said: "Now I’ll show you the evidence, why I won, and you lost." On the other hand, he said, he untied the gown's belt, shook his sleeves, raised the corner of the bag, and told everyone to see him There was nothing more than a few pieces of silver, fire knives, and flint. The elders of Song Chen, Wu San, and Wu Cheng didn't know where he wanted to live, and his face was blank. Bao Baodao said: "Second Brother, you hold the list in your hand and give them a look."

Gong Yegan has always been concerned about the safety of the father and son of Murong Rongbo, but seeing the Luohan formation that could not pass through the Shaolin group of monks, he was only in a hurry. Take out the list now and put it in your hand. The group of heroes looked at the list, but they saw a large yellow paper covered with cinnabar, which was full of dense foreign characters. Although it was difficult to distinguish the authenticity, it seemed that it was not a fake.

Bao differently said: "I said earlier that Yi Dabiao of your gang gave us an example, and asked us to give it to the elders of your gang. Isn't it?" thing. Happy Road: "Exactly." Bao said differently: "But Elder Song insisted that I said that your gang's Yi Dabiao gave me a list and asked me to give it to your elder. Isn't it?" Three The elders said, "Yes, what's wrong?"

Bao differently shook his head and said: "Wrong, wrong! Wrong is extremely wrong, completely bull head is wrong! The difference is very small, the error is thousands of miles! I am talking about us, and Elder Song is talking about'I 'Husband' us', also our gang Su Murong's group, including Murong's son, Brother Deng, Gongye's second brother, Feng's fourth brother, there are different packages, and there is a girl. As for'I' It’s just a bag of different orphans, and a single bachelor of ‘Nor is not also’. All the heroes have a look at it, the girl Wang is beautiful and looks like a big girl. The same, how can they be confused?"

Elders Song Chen Wu San looked at each other, but unexpectedly he chewed on the text, focusing on the difference between "I" and "we".

I only listened to the different packages and said: "This list was handed over by Yi Dabiao in the hands of my second brother Gongye. I reported it to your gang and it was the idea set by Mr. Murong. I said'we', That's good. If you say'I', it doesn't agree with the truth. If you don't understand the Xixia characters, why do you want to pick up this list? You have planted it in the hands of your gang outside Wuxi City, and have eaten a big one If you lose the battle, you will seek revenge from your gang in the east, but the news is always not reported. In short, in short, after receiving the Xixia essay and reporting to your gang, all of us are Gu Us Murong’s gang. , But it's not that I'm a different person!" He turned his head and said to Gongye: "Second brother, they lost, put away the list."

Elder Chen said: "You go around in circles, and you can’t forget the shame of the defeat of Wuxi outside of Wuxi that day." The archer said at the moment: "The elder brother of the day was empty-handed, and he helped the elders. Sixty pounds of steel rods are fighting each other, and Brother Bao has won a lot of money. When the Gang sees it, it is impossible to beat the Bao Brother. Qiao Feng came into battle with a strong force and fought with Bao Bao for a long time, which only barely defeated Bao Bao's half move. At that time, Bao Bao talked loudly and went away, and the fight was smart, and he went well, and he said afterwards Since, which one is not relishing, admiring in my heart? Why is Brother Bao being so humble, but it is lost to the hands of the gang? There is no such thing, there is no such thing. Then Xiao Feng and the gang have no trouble, even can be said Already our public enemy."

However, he did not know that the package was different, and his ambition was only in his last sentence, neither for the humiliation of a defeat in the Wuxi Xingzi Forest that day, nor for him." "For these eight words, Bao different immediately hit the snake and stick on the stick, and said: "Since this is the case, no matter how good it is. You lead your brothers, let's fight with the enemy and take Xiao Feng Xun and take it down. Then we read For the sake of a good friend, I will give up the list with both hands. If my brother doesn’t know the weird words in the list, my brother and brother will do their best. The interpretation from the beginning to the end, the source text, understands, you say so ?"

Elder Chen looked at Elder Song and Elder Wu, but he couldn't make up his mind. Suddenly, a person shouted loudly: "That's the case, why do you have more doubts?"

Everyone looked at the voice everywhere and saw that the person who spoke was "Ten Fang Xiucai". He was promoted to Elder Nine Bags at this time, and he only heard him continue to say: "Liao Kingdom is my great enemy of Song Dynasty. Xiao Yuanshan, the father of Xiao Feng, claimed to have lived in Shaolin Temple for thirty years, and got the secret of the Shaolin martial arts. Today, if everyone did not work together to remove him, after he returned to Liao, it was widely spread that the superior martial arts from Middle-earth, the Qidan people are even more powerful, and then come to attack the Song Dynasty. We will all be descendants. /

The group heroes felt that this was very reasonable, but Xuanci passed away and Zhuang Juxian broke his feet. The two pillars of the Central Plains Wulin, the Shaolin School and the Beggar Gang, became heads of dragons and no one presided over the overall situation.

Quan Guan Qing Dao: "Then three senior monks from Shaolin Temple's Xuanzi generation, together with the three elders of Song Chen Wu and the beggars, gave orders, and everyone listened to the mission. First killed Xiao Yuanshan and Xiao Feng's father and son, removing my confidant of Song Dynasty Great troubles. The rest of the aftermath may be slowly considered." He saw that You Tan was in disrepute, he lost a big backer in the gang, and the matter of killing Yi Dabiao and others had leaked, and he was very frightened and eager to find another. Xingfengbo, thought to escape the crime. Although he is one of the four elders of the Beggar Gang, he dare not stand shoulder to shoulder with the elders Song Chen Wu San at the moment.

The group of heroes immediately called: "This is to say, please ask the three senior monks and the three elders to issue orders." "This matter is related to the safety of the world. The six predecessors are unwilling to accept their duties. A dog!" Thousands of people pulled out their swords at once, and even more people had to attack 18 Qidan warriors.

Yu Po shouted, "Come all Khitan brothers, please come and speak." The eighteen Khitan warriors didn't know where Yu Yu intended to live, but they didn't go through. Everyone stood with their swords and stood side by side, knowingly outnumbered others. But there is also a fight. Yu Po shouted: "Eight tribes of vultures, guarding these 18 friends." The eight daughters went to the general and stood in front of the eighteen Qidan warriors. . The stars sent the doormen eagerly to make merits in front of their new masters, helping to shake the flag and shouting.

Yu Po bowed to Xuzhu Road: "Master, these eighteen warriors are subordinates of the master’s righteous brother. They look after them and wait for their masters to leave."

Xu Zhu's heart-wrenching parents died, he could not think of any idea, nodded, and said aloud: "My Lingji Palace and the Shaolin faction are no match for enemy, everyone should not be harmed, let alone fight to kill."

Xuan Ji saw the momentum of Lingjiu Palace, and he knew that he was a great enemy. Hearing Xuzhu said, he said: "The eighteen Qidan warriors are killed or not, regardless of the overall situation. , For the time being. Mr. Xuzhu, let us kill Xiao Feng, where do you help?"

Xu Zhu hesitated and said: "The Shaolin School is where I came from, Xiao Feng is my righteous brother, one is kind to me and the other is righteous to me. I... I... I had to help each other. Only But...just... Shishuzu, I advise you to let my brother Xiao go, I advise him not to attack Da Song."

Xuan Ji said: "You are self-contained in martial arts, and you are the leader of a group, but you speak like a three-year-old child." Said: "The word "Shishuzu", Mr. Xuzhu will never mention it again. "Xuzhu said: "Yes, yes, I forgot."

Xuan Ji Dao: "Since the Lingjiu Palace does not help each other, the Shaolin School and the Guipai School are friends and enemies, and both sides must not be harmed." Turned to the Three Elders of the Beggar Road: "Three elders, we Liu went to the temple to see what happened?" Song Chen Wu San elders said: "Very good, very good! The beggars help the brothers, go to Shaolin Temple together!"

As the Shaolin monk leads, the beggar gangs and the Central Plains heroes scream in unison and rush towards the mountain.

Deng Baichuan said with joy: "Third brother, I really have you. This kind of rhetoric actually attracted so many powerful helpers for the protagonist and the son." Bao said differently: "No, no! It has been so long. I don’t know if the protagonist and the son are a curse or a blessing.

Wang Yuyan said anxiously: "Hurry up! Don't be neither right nor wrong." As he said, as he hurried forward, he saw Duan Yu's eyes beside him and asked: "Duan Gongzi, you have to help Are you a brother of righteousness, embarrassed by my cousin?" The words were dissatisfied. Shicai Murongfu's Hengjian died of suicide and almost died. The whole department was defeated by Duan Yu and Xiao Feng. Shame and anger were difficult. Wang Yuyan recalled this matter and was very angry with Duan Yu.

Duan Yu was stunned and stopped. He knew Wang Yuyan and was very obedient to him. He went to danger for her and ignored her own life and death. But she had never seen her look so badly to herself. She was panicked and confused for a while. After a while, she said: "I... I don't want to be embarrassed with Murong son..." When I raised my head, I saw the group of heroes rushing past, Wang Yuyan and Deng Baichuan and others no longer know where to go.

He was dumbfounded again and said, "Did the girl have doubts, why should I go up and ask for it?" But then he thought, "Thousands of people swarmed forward and laid siege to Brother Xiao." , His situation is really dangerous. The second brother of Xuzhu has stated that the two don’t help each other. If I don’t do anything to help, what is the feeling of Jinlan's righteousness? Even if the girl Wang is surprised, she can't care about it." go with.

During the period of time, he saw Duan Yanqing's eyes coldly shooting at him, immediately holding the sword handle and waiting for the enemy. Dali Qunhao was also alert, and Yu Duanyu hurried away, ignoring him.

Duan Yu approached the Shaolin Temple and broke into the mountain gate. Shaolin Temple occupies a wide area, and there are thousands of rooms in the front hall, but I saw a group of monks and Zhongyuan Qunhao walking around in various halls, shouting and crying, looking for the father and son of Xiao Yuanshan and Murongbo. Many more people jumped on the roof, climbed up and looked up, and were confused and chaotic. Everyone wore a house and walked around, everyone was asking: "Where? Have you seen it?" The solemn ancient temple of Shaolin Temple suddenly changed into a chaotic market.

Duan Yu chaosed for a while, and suddenly saw two monks flashing out of the side door quickly, looking east and west, flickering. Duan Yu thought about it: "These two monks are not Shaolin monks, what are they doing?" Curiously, they started the "Lingbo Micro" lightly and quietly followed the two monks. Run towards the woods beside the temple. Along a forest path, turning to the northwest, turned a few bends, suddenly bright in front of me, only heard the sound of water gurgling, a pavilion stood beside the mountain stream, a plaque next to the building wrote the words "Tibetan Classics" . Duan Yu thought: "The Shaolin Temple's Classical Pavilion is famous all over the world, but it was originally built here. Yes, this pavilion was built next to the water and away from other houses. That was a fire in the fear of the temple, ruining the precious classics."

Seeing that the two Hu monks dwarfed, they slowly approached the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and Duan Yu followed him. He suddenly saw two middle-aged monks flash out and coughed in unison, saying, "The two are here What's your job?" said one monk: "My brother Jiu Mu named Shaolin Temple's Tibetan Classic Pavilion, and he came here for sightseeing." It was Polo Star who spoke. Seeing the chaos in the temple, he and his brother Zhe Luo wanted to take the fire to rob and go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to steal the sutra.

A Shaolin monk said: "Master, please stay. The temple has a great place for Buddhist scriptures. Outsiders are not allowed to enter." Between the speeches, four other monks held Zen battles and stopped at the door. Zhe Luoxing and Po Luoxing glanced at each other, knowing what they had accomplished, had to retreat.

Duan Yu turned around and was about to go to Xiao Feng. He suddenly heard an old voice coming from a high place in the cabinet: "Where do you see them going?" Recognized Xuan Ji's accent. Another person said: "The four of us are here, the gray-clothed monk broke in, and he shot our sleeping point. When the master rescued me, the gray-clothed monk was gone." Another old man The voice said: "The window room is damaged here, it must have been to Houshan." Xuanji said: "Not bad." The old monk said: "But I don't know if they stole the scriptures in the pavilion." Xuanji said: "These two People have been lurking in this temple for decades, and we monks and monks foolishly, ignorant, but incompetent. If they are stealing the scriptures, which day cannot be stolen for decades, what should we do today?" The old monk said: "Brother said yes." The two monks sighed in unison.

Duan Yu thought that they were talking about Shaolin Temple’s embarrassing things, and they should not overhear. In fact, Xuan Ji and other monks spoke very lowly, only because of Duan Yu’s deep internal force. Duan Yu walked away slowly, thinking: "They said that Brother Lu has come to Houshan, I will go and see."

The mountain behind Shaoshi is steep and the forest road is steep. Duan Yu walks a few miles away. He no longer hears the noisy sounds in the monastery below. The empty mountains are silent, only the birds singing among the trees. There was no sunshine in the forest among the mountains and it was quite chilly. Duan Yu said: "Brother Xiao and his son are here, it's easy to get out, and it's hard for the heroes to siege." Under Xin Wei, he suddenly thought of Wang Yuyan's resentful look, and his heart was shocked: "If the elder brother has beaten Murong Dead, then... how is that good?" A cold sweat came out of his back, and he said: "If Master Murong dies, the girl will be heartbroken, and her life will be unhappy."

He was lost in the jungle walking slowly, thinking of Murong Fu, Brother Xiao, Suddenly, Dad, Mom and Uncle, but Wang Yuyan was the most thought, especially when she was so talented An angry look.

I don’t know how many times I thought about it, I suddenly heard the sound of chanting and chanting of the Buddha on the left side of the wind. Buddhism, alienating from the Buddha..." The voice is peaceful and strong, but I have never heard of it. Duan Yuxin said: "It turns out there is a monk here, may wish to ask him if he has seen Brother Xiao." Immediately walked along.

Turning around a bamboo forest, I saw many people gathered on a lawn in the forest. A monk dressed in an old green robe sat back on the stone, and the sound of chanting came out of him. There were many people sitting in front of him, including Xiao Yuanshan, Xiao Feng and his son, Murong Bo, Murong Fu and his son, who were in Tibet not long ago. The monks Zhe Luoxing and Po Luoxing who met in front of the pavilion, as well as several monks from Biesi Temple and several monks of Xuanzi generation in Shaolin Temple, also sat in the ground with their hands together, bowed their heads and lowered their brows, respectfully Respectful listening method. There was a man standing outside for four or five feet, but Tufanzhi Tutomochi, a sneering face, appeared dissatisfied.

Duan Yu was born in a Buddhist country. He studied buddhism with monks since he was a child. He is quite aware of the Buddhist doctrines. However, the Dali buddhism came from the south and is close to the Theravada. It is not the Zen school of Shaolin Temple. Listening to the old monk's language, although it seems superficial, but reasonable, and thinking; "Look at this monk's clothes, he is a monk in the Shaolin Temple, and his duty is extremely low. It is just a handyman who burns tea and sweeps the ground. How can the senior monk and brother Xiao of Shaolin Temple listen to his statement?"

He slowly turned around, to see what the monk looked like, and what kind of character he was. But to see the monk in front of him, he had to walk behind Xiao Feng and others. He didn’t dare to alarm everyone, and took a light footstep. He made a far circle, leaned back, and was approaching Jumozhi. , Suddenly Kumi Mo turned his head and smiled at him. Duan Yu also smiled.

Suddenly, a violent strong wind hit him in the chest. Duan Yu shouted: "Ah!" To resist the Six-Sword Excalibur, it was too late. I only felt a pain in my chest. I was confused to hear someone saying: "Amitabha!"

Murong Bo was revealed by Xuan Ci, and he was the one who confessed the false news on the same day, and it was the man who caused the Yanmen Pass and the disaster. He knew not only that the father and son of the Xiao family wanted to be their own and willing, but also they were not tolerant of the Central Plains. He flew to Shaolin Temple immediately. Shaolin Temple has many houses and is familiar with the terrain. No matter where it is hidden, the father and son of the Xiao family will not find it easily. But Xiao Yuanshan and Xiao Feng hated the bones, and they followed the shadow like a shadow. Xiao Yuanshan is about the same age as him, with similar skills, and Murong Bo has been running for a moment, and it is difficult for Xiao Yuanshan to catch up. Xiao Feng was just in his prime of life, martial arts and energy, all at the height of reaching the peak. When Murong Bo ran to the entrance of the Shaolin Temple, Xiao Feng shot it with a few feet away, and his palm power was already on his back.

Murong Bo turned his back to the block, his body was shocked, his arms were sore, and he could not help but be surprised: "This Kidan puppy is so powerful!" On one side, he flashed into the mountain gate.

Xiao Feng let him let go and rush to hurry. It's just that Murong Bo has entered the temple and the cloister halls everywhere. Although Xiao Feng has a strong palm, he can't shoot him. The three of them rushed to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion in a moment.

Murongbo broke through the window and clicked the sleeping spot of the four monks in the pavilion. He turned around and sneered: "Xiao Yuanshan, are you the father and son in the same position, or our two old men fighting alone, Fight for life and death?" Xiao Yuanshan stopped at the door of the cabinet and said, "Baby, you block the window, don't let him go." Xiao Feng said: "Yes!" Flashing in front of the window, the palms of his hands are on the chest, the father and son are together, seeing Murong Bo was no longer able to escape. Xiao Yuanshan said: "The deep enmity between you and me is unstoppable. This is not a contest of martial arts. Naturally, my father joined forces and took your life."

Murong Bo haha ​​smiled, and was about to answer, but suddenly heard the footsteps on the stairs, and walked alone, it was Kumoji. He greeted Murong Bohe and said, "Mr. Murong, say goodbye in the past. Afterwards, he heard that Mr. West went west. The monk was so sorry for the monk. It turned out that Mr. Fan could not live in seclusion. Also." Murong Bo gave a fist and smiled and said with a smile: "Because of his family's home country, he was suspended and faked to death, and he missed Master Lao. It really became ashamed." Jiu Mozhi said: "Dare, how dare. On that day, the monk and his husband met each other and said Wu Lunjian, Mr. De Meng has been instructed for a few days. His life doubts, once he has solved it, Mr. Cheng also gave the gift with the 72 stunts of Shaolin Temple, which is more intimate."

Murongbo smiled and said: "Something must be done, why do you hang your teeth?" said to the father and son of the Xiao family: "Xiao Laobian, Xiao Xiao, this monk who is a wise priest of Kumomo, is the king of the Great Wheel of the Tubo Kingdom. Far better than the next, it can be said that the world is rare."

Xiao Yuanshan and Xiao Feng glanced at each other and thought, "Although this monk may not be stronger than Murongbo, but he must also have a lot of gains. He has such a deep relationship with Murongbo that he naturally has to help him. This victory It's hard to tell if you lose."

Kudo Mozhi said: "Mr. Murong Liao Zan. At that time, the small monk listened to the swordsmanship, and took the "Six Veins Excalibur" in Dali Kingdom's Tianlong Temple as the first of the world's swords. It was a regret for his life. The little monk learned about the bad news of his husband and went to the Tianlong Temple in Dali. He asked for the six-sword sword sword and burned it in front of the tomb of the gentleman. Destroyed by force. Although the little monk kept the idea of ​​Ji Zha hanging his sword, he could not fulfill his wish and was deeply shaken."

Murong Bodao said: "The master only saves this idea, and he is greatly grateful. What's more, Duan's six-veined Excalibur is still on earth, and the talented Dali Duan fights with the dog, the sword is vertical, and the word of the world's first sword is well-known. ."

At this moment, the figure flickered, and there was one more person in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, it was Murong Fu. He was a few steps behind, and when he arrived at the temple, he lost his father and Xiao Feng’s traces, and was able to find the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, but was hurried by Hamo Mozhi in his head. He just heard his father talk about Duan Yu's victory over himself with the Six-Chain Excalibur, and he couldn't help being ashamed.

Murong Bo said again: "Here, the father and son of the Xiao family are willing to kill me, what do the masters think?"

Kudo Mozhi said: "You are your confidant, can you be a good hand?"

Xiao Feng saw that Murong Fu arrived and became the other three and that there were only two of them. Although Murong Fu was a little weak, he could not be underestimated. He was afraid that he would not only kill Murong Fu. Pavilion. But he was brave and courageous, and did not care about adversity, shouting loudly: "Today's things, life and death will not be sentenced, never give up. Take the trick!" With a slap, he quickly shot Murong Bo. Murong Bo pointed his left hand, condensing his skill, and wanted to put his palms away. With a loud bang, the first two bookshelves of wood on the left flew into pieces, and the bookshelf would fall down. The strength of Xiao Feng's palm is strong, although Murong Bo brushed it away, but it has not been resolved, but just shifted his palm to the position and hit the bookshelf.

Murong Bo smiled slightly and said: "South Murong! North Qiaofeng! Sure enough, the name is true! Brother Xiao, I have a word, do you listen to it or not!" Xiao Yuanshan said: "Don't tell me how you talk, if you want to tell me not to report Killing his wife and deep enmity." Murong Bo said: "You want to kill me to take revenge, with today's momentum, I am afraid that it may not be possible. Our three people, two of you, your father and son, who is the winner?" Xiao Yuanshan said: "Of course it's you who wins the most. The big husband is outnumbered and not afraid?" Murong Bo said: "The father and son of the Xiao family are famous, and who are they afraid of in their lives? But they are not afraid of it. It is also very difficult to kill me today. . I do a business with you, I let you revenge, but your father and son have to promise me one thing."

Xiao Yuanshan and Xiao Feng were surprised: "This old thief did not know what tricks?"

Murong Bo said: "As long as your father has agreed to this matter, you can step forward to kill me and take revenge. You will not be able to resist when you are killed, and Brother Kumama and Fuer will not come to rescue." Out, Xiao Feng's father and son were certainly surprised, and Jomo Mozhi and Murong Fu were also inexplicably shocked. Murong replied: "Dad, we are all widowed..." Jumomo Chi also said: "Why did Mr. Murong say this? The monk taught a breath, and he should never allow anyone to point a finger to Mr. Murong." Yi, who made such a friend in the next, why regret it? Brother Xiao, there is one thing to ask for advice. At that time, I faked the message and caused a huge disaster. Brother Xiao knew that what he meant by doing such a thing without virtue and virtue in Xixia ?"

Xiao Yuanshan was filled with anger and halted with a curse: "You were a mean villain, doing evil things, gloating and scourge, why do you have any intention?" "

Jimo Mozhi flashed into the oblique thorns, one palm at a time, the sound of the wave, the fist and palm power stirred each other, rushing up, the roof dust rustling. This palm fist intersects, even without distinction, both admired secretly.

Murong Bo said: "Brother Xiao temporarily restrained his anger, and listened to his next words. Although Murongbo was not good, he was still relatively weak on the rivers and lakes, and he did not know each other, so he had no complaints and no hatred. As for Shaolin Temple Xuan Abbot Ci, he has been making good friends with him for many years. I have tried my best to provoke trouble, and I want both sides to fight both sides and lose both sides. It is common sense, and there is a big reason for being free."

Xiao Yuanshan’s eyes are about to burst into flames, shouting: "What is the big reason? You...you say, you say!"

Murong Bo said: "Brother Xiao, you are a Khitan. The king of Jumo Zhiming is a Tubo. They all say that you are Fan Bang Yi Di, not the top of the country, so Lang Mingming is the gang leader, only to martial arts, Shocked in the world, Zhennai is a rare hero in the ancient and modern times. But when the group of beggars knew that he was a Qidan alien, they immediately turned their faces and were not sentimental. Not only did they not recognize him as a gang master, but everyone was willing to kill. Brother Xiao, you Is it fair to say this?"

Xiao Yuanshan said: "Song and Liao have a feud, and the two countries have fought against each other for more than 100 years. On the frontier, the Song people and the Liao people met and killed each other. He is a Khitan, how can he be enemies? This is a matter of affairs, and there is no injustice." After a pause, he said: "Abbot Xuanci, Wang Jiantong, etc. killed my wife's room and subordinates, which was not intended. Even if it is deliberate, it is also Song Liao’s dispute, not surprising, it’s just that your design is framed, but you are not allowed.”

Murong Bodao said: "In the opinion of Brother Xiao, the two countries are fighting each other, fighting to defeat the enemy, only to break the enemy to win, to achieve success, do you still need to pay attention to what is benevolence and morality?" Xiao Yuanshan said: "The soldiers are not tireless, since ancient times This has been the case since. What did you say about these irrelevant words?" Murong Bo smiled slightly and said, "Brother Xiao, what do you say I am Murong Bo?"

Xiao Yuanshan said a little bit, "You Gu Su Murong, of course, are Han Chinese in the Southern dynasty, are you still a foreigner?" Abbot Xuanci learned a lot, and previously heard Murong Bo persuading Murong Fu to commit suicide, a few words from him Among them, he guessed his origins. Xiao Yuanshan introduced Qi Danwufu, but he didn't know the reasons for his past.

Murongbo shook his head and said: "Brother Xiao can guess this wrong." He turned back to Murong and said: "Boy, which country are we from?" Murongfu said: "We are Murong's people who are Xianbei people. In the great year of the Great State of the Great Kingdom, the Great Emperor was defeated, but it was a pity that the enemy was dangerous and vicious and subverted our country." Murong Bo said: "Father named you and used the word "complex", what does that mean?" Murong Repeated Road: "Dad is ordering the children to never forget the ancestors of the ancestors and ancestors. He must be rehabilitated and recaptured." Murong Bo said: "You take the jade seal from Dayan Kingdom to Xiao Xiaoxia. ."

Murong replied: "Yes!" He reached into his arms and took out a black jade carved square seal. The jade seal was carved with a vivid leopard, and Murong Fu reversed the seal to reveal the seal. Jumo Zhijian saw the inscriptions carved with the six characters "Treasure of Emperor Dayan". The father and son of the Xiao family did not recognize the seal script, but they saw that the jade seal was exquisitely carved, but the corners were quite damaged, and it was quite a lot of disasters over the years. Although the true and false were unknown, it was very unusual, and it was not a new system.

Murong Bo said: "You take the genealogy table of Emperor Dayan, take it out and invite Xiao Xiao to look at it." Murong said: "Yes!" Put the jade seal in his arms, and then take out a tarpaulin bag and open it Oilcloth, shaking out a pair of yellow silk, lifted up with both hands.

Xiao Yuanshan waited to see the two characters written in Zhubi on the yellow silk. The twists and turns on the right side were unknown to everyone, and he wanted to write Xianbei characters. The first word on the left is a Chinese character, with the words "Emperor Taizu civilization emperor taboo" at the top, and "Emperor Jingzhao emperor taboo" at the top, and "Youdi emperor taboo" at the bottom. Another line wrote: "The ancestor Wu Cheng emperor taboo", which wrote: "Liezong Hui emperor taboo", and the following wrote: "Kaifeng Gong tabu details", "Zhao Wang taboo Lin". The silk was subsequently written with words such as "Zhongzong Zhaowu Emperor Shengsheng", "Zhaowen Emperor Zhuxi" and so on. The emperor's name has every missing pen. In the first six years of the Tai Dynasty, after Nan Yan Murong Chao's destruction of the country, the future lineage will be ordinary people, no longer an emperor. With a long age and descendants, Xiao Yuanshan, Xiao Feng, and Ju Mozhi did not want to go into details. But see that the last writing in that lineage is "Murong Pen", and above it is "Murongbo".

Kudo Mozhi said: "It turns out that Mr. Murong is the grandson of Dayan, disrespect, disrespect!"

Murong Bo sighed: "The deceased nation's survivors, the leader of the protection, has been a great fortune in misfortune. It is only the legacy of the ancestors of the past dynasties. . Brother Xiao, I am Xianbei Murong’s intention to restore the old country, should you say it?”

Xiao Yuanshan said: "If you succeed, you will be king, and if you lose, you will be a pirate. If the pack of heroes competes in the Central Plains, what can and should not be said?"

Murong Bo said: "According to Brother Xiao's words, it will be my heart. If Murongs want to revive Dayan, they must have an opportunity to take advantage of it. Thinking of me, Murongs are thin, weak, and rebuilding the kingdom. Isn’t it easy to talk about it? The only chance is that the world is in chaos and the battles are endless."

Xiao Yuanshan said sensibly: "You are falsifying the news and provoking right and wrong, are you trying to make Song Liao provoke a war?"

Murong Bo said: "It is precisely that if the war between Song and Liao recurs, Dayan will be able to move in time. At that time, in the Eastern Jin Dynasty, there was the chaos of the eight kings, and the Sima family killed each other. It’s hot, and it’s the same again.” Kudo Mo said, “Yes! If the Song dynasty had both external troubles and internal strife, not only would Mr Murong regain his hope, but I would also be able to take a slice of the soup.”

Xiao Yuanshan snorted coldly and looked at the two of them sideways.

Murong Bo said: "Ling Lang is the king of the southern courtyard of the Liao Kingdom, holding a talisman in his hand, and sitting in Nanjing. If he sends his army south and takes up the land north of the Yellow River in the southern dynasty, he will establish himself as a king. Wealthy. At that time, the Central Plains were gathered together and wiped out, such as the ants who stepped on the ants, and the bad breath that was repelled by the beggars in the past was not a spit."

Xiao Yuanshan said: "Do you want my son to do my best for you, so that you can mix fish and fish to rejuvenate the ambition of Yan Kingdom?"

Murong Bo said: "Yes, at that time, Murong built a righteous flag and sent troops to Shandong to echo for Daliao. At the same time, the three countries of Tubo, Xixia and Dali joined together at once. It is not difficult for our five countries to divide the Song Dynasty. .. I don’t dare to take the land of one foot and one inch in Daliao. If I can establish a country, I should take it from the Southern Dynasties. This matter is of great benefit to Daliao. Why did Brother Xiao not do it?” He said at this time, suddenly When the right hand was turned over, there was already a crystal dagger in his palm. With a wave of his hand, he inserted the dagger a few times beside him and said, "Brother only needs to take the initiative of the next one, please immediately take a life, revenge for his wife, be under the next Never resist." snorted. Pull open the shirt to reveal the chest skin.

These remarks were unexpected from the father and son of the Xiao family. Under the prevailing situation, this person was willing to put his hands down, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.

Kumo Zhidao said: "Mr. Murong, the common saying is good: it is not my family, its heart must be different. Not to mention the military affairs, not tired of machine fraud. If Mr. Murong died willingly, the father and son of Mur did not follow the matter. Words and deeds, sir... Isn't this dying from being lighter than Hongmao?"

Murong Bo said: "Lao Xiao has been in hiding for decades, and there are few heroes in the world. But Xiao Xiaoxia is famous in the world. How can he regret it? He is willing to take the risk of being a girl without relatives and reasons. Dangerous, lonely in Juxianzhuang to seek medical treatment, how can you make your own promises after the old decay? This is a good opportunity for a long time. The old decay of the wind candles, and the life of the life for the basis of the world, how can this transaction not be done ?" He smiled and stared at Xiao Feng, hoping he would start soon.

Xiao Yuanshan said: "My son, this person seems to be true, what do you think?"

Xiao Feng said: "No!" Suddenly took a palm and struck the wooden table, only to hear a clatter, the wooden table shattered into pieces, the dagger fell with it, and said abruptly, "Kill the mother, Wouldn’t it be regarded as a trading transaction? This hatred can be reported, if not, then my father and son died for it. Was such a dirty thing as my Xiao’s father and son despised?”

Murong Bo laughed in the sky and said aloud: "I have heard that Xiao Feng is a little hero, and I have seen the extraordinary, but I don't know that I saw it today. Although I am a brave man who is unclear and stubborn. Hey, ridiculous! "

Xiao Feng knew that he was excited by words, and said coldly: "Xiao Feng is a hero and a hero, or a common man, and he can never be caught by you and become a murderous knife in his hand."

Murong Bo said: "The food of the king and the loyalty of the monarch. You are a minister of the Daliao Kingdom. If you only want to remember your parents’ private enmity and do not want to be loyal to the country, how can you be worthy of Daliao?"

Xiao Feng took a step forward and said arrogantly: "Have you ever seen the tragedy between Song Liao and Song Liao over the frontier? Have you ever seen the situation where the wife of the Liao people in the Song Dynasty is scattered, and the family is destroyed? It is easy between Song and Liao. For decades, if the swordmen returned, if the Qidan Tieqi invaded the Southern dynasty, how many Song people would be killed? How many Liao people died in fate?" He said of this, remembering the brutality of Song Bing and Liao Bing fighting grass valleys outside Yanmen Pass. The situation became louder and louder, and said, "Will there be a surefire victory in the world? The soldiers of the Song Dynasty have a lot of money, and only need one or two generals to lead the soldiers to fight. It is not necessarily convenient for Daliao and Tubo to join forces. We can win. Let’s fight a **** river, the bones are like mountains, and I want you to Murong’s to take the opportunity to rejuvenate the country of Yan. I am devoted to Daliao and serve the country, not to protect the people and the people, but to kill the people and take the land. , Meritorious service."

Suddenly heard an old voice outside the long window said: "Sin Zai, Shan Zai! Xiao Jushi's mansion is kind-hearted, so thinking of the world is like a bodhisattva."

When the five people heard it, they were all startled. How could anyone under the window be unconscious? And listening to this person's tone of voice seems to have been outside the window for a long time. Murong Fu shouted, "Who is it?" Without waiting for the other party's answer, he shot with a slam, two long windows flew out of the button, and fell down on you.

On the promenade outside the window, a skinny monk in a green robe holding a broom was sweeping across the floor. The monk was quite old. The sparse few long beards were completely white, and his movements were slow, and he was weak and powerless, not as if he had martial arts. Murong Fu asked again: "How long have you been hiding here?"

The old monk slowly raised his head and said, "The donor asked me to hide here... How long has it been?" The five men stared at him together, only to see that he was blinded and completely spiritless, but he spoke The sound is just the accent that praised Xiao Feng.

Murong replied: "Yes, I ask you how long have you been hiding here?"

The old monk figured it out, and after a while, he shook his head, and there was an apologetic look on his face, saying: "I... I don’t remember clearly. I don’t know if it is forty-two years or forty-three years. When the old man Xiao Xiao came to see the scriptures at night, I... I have been here for ten years. Later...the old man of Murong came later. A few years ago, the monk Polo Star came out to steal the mantra. Alas , You come to me and turn the scriptures in the cabinet into a mess, I don’t know why."

Xiao Yuanshan was so surprised that he wanted to go to Shaolin Temple to study martial arts. None of the monks in the temple knew, how could this old monk know? Most of the time he just listened to his words outside the temple, so he talked nonsense and said, "Why have I never seen you?"

The old monk said: "The whole spirit of the lay priest is concentrated on the martial arts classics, and there is no lack of heart. Naturally, the old monk cannot be seen. Remember that the lay priest came to the cabinet on the first night and borrowed a copy Pu', alas! From that night on, the lay lay in a magic path, but unfortunately, what a pity!"

Xiao Yuanshan’s shock was really not a small one. He stole into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion on the first night and found a copy of the “Famous Tribulation Fingerprint”. He knew that this was one of the 72 stunts of the Shaolin School. Apart from himself, the second person knew nothing more. Was this old monk actually witnessing it? For a moment, I only said: "You...you...you..."

The old monk again said: "The second time the monk came to borrow the cabinet was a book of "Pan Ruo palm." At that time, the old monk secretly rested, knowing that the lay monk was enchanted by this, and the deeper and deeper he was, the more he could not bear it. At the place where I usually take books, I put a "Fahua Jing" and a "Miha Han Jing", hoping that the lays can borrow it and study the enlightenment. Unexpectedly, the lays are addicted to martial arts, but they ignore it in the authentic Buddhism. Leaving the two scriptures aside, they found a copy of the'magic wand method', but they rejoiced and went away. Alas, addicted to the sea of ​​bitterness, I don't know what day will be able to turn back?"

Xiao Yuanshan listened to him casually, and said that he had acted as a hero in the tribe of the Tibetan Scriptures thirty years ago. He gradually became frightened, frightened and frightened, and a cold sweat came on his back. A heart almost stopped beating.

The old monk slowly turned his head and looked at Murong Bo. Murong Bo saw that his eyes were dull, as if he saw nothing, but it seemed like a secret hidden in his heart. Every thing was clearly seen by him, and he couldn't help but feel hairy and uncomfortable. Only the old monk sighed and said, "Murong aborigines are actually Xianbei people, but there have been generations of people living in Jiangnan, and the old monks expected that the aborigines would have been exposed to the literary grace of the Southern Dynasty. , I gave up my grandfather's micro-speaking French, and the quotations of monks of all generations, all abandoned like a dip, and picked a book of "Finghua Fingering" but it was like a treasure. The former people bought the pearls and laughed for thousands of years. Two lay men It’s the world’s superiors, but they do this stupid thing. Alas, it’s harmful and unhelpful to ourselves."

Murongbo was horrified. When he first entered the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, the first martial arts cheat that he saw was indeed'Finghua Fingering'. No one, why is this old monk straight?

Just listen to the old monk and say: "The heart of the lay priest is more greedy and more pragmatic than the resident priest. The priest Xiao priests only learned how to make the Shaolin school's existing martial arts, but the Murong priest took the temple seventy-two. The stunts are included one by one, and the copy is recorded in the mind, and then the Scripture Pavilion is restored, and the book is restored. I want to try my best to integrate these seventy-two stunts in the past few years, maybe it has been passed to Linglang. ."

He said here, his eyes turned to Murong Fu, and after only one glance, he shook his head, and then he saw Ji Mozhi, then he nodded and said, "Yes! Lang is still young and lacks skill, Unable to study Shaolin’s seventy-two stunts, it was originally passed down to a Tianzhu monk. Dalun Mingwang, you are wrong, completely wrong, the order is reversed, and the great difficulty is between the days and nights.”

Kudo Mochi has never entered the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. He has no awe to the old monk and said coldly, "What order is reversed, and the tribulation is between the days and nights? The words of the master are not too alarmist. What?" the old monk said: "It's not alarmist. King Ming, please give me that Yijin Jing." Hamo Mozhi couldn't help being surprised at this moment, thinking: "How do you know that I'm from the iron man Get the'Yi Jin Jing' everywhere? If I want to give you back, how can it be so easy?' The mouth is tough: "What'Yi Jin Jing'? The master's words are hard to understand."

The old monk said: "The martial arts of this school are inherited from the ancestors of Bodhidharma. The children of Buddhism are learning to strengthen their physiques and protect the law. When practicing any martial arts, there is always the idea of ​​compassion and kindness. If you are not based on Buddhism, you must hurt yourself when you practice martial arts. The deeper the kung fu practice, the more serious the self injury. If you are only practicing the external kung fu of punching, kicking, and weaponry, then it’s okay. , Do little harm to yourself, only need to be strong, and resist it..."

Suddenly heard the sound of talking downstairs, followed the stairs up and down, a few times lightly, and a monk stood upright. At first, there were two monks of the Shaolin School, Xuansheng and Xuansheng, followed by a few foreign monks such as God of the Mountain, Master Daoqing, Master Guanju, etc., followed by the brothers Tianzhuzhe Luoxing and Pingxingshi. Later, there were two monks, Xuanzhang and Xuanjing, who were Xuanzi generations. The monks were all surprised when they saw that Xiao Yuanshan and his sons, Murongbo and his sons, and Qiu Mozhi were in the pavilion. They listened to an old monk with strange faces. These monks were wise men with great accomplishments. They did not step forward to disturb them, stood aside, and listened to what he said.

The old monk saw all the monks coming up and ignored them all, and continued: "But if he practiced the martial arts of this school, such as the Huahua finger, the Duo Luoye finger, the Prajna palm, and so on, he did not use the mercy Dharma daily. Harmony and reconciliation, the anger is deeper into the organs, the deeper and deeper it is, it is a hundred times more powerful than any foreign poison. The Great Wheel of the Ming Dynasty is my disciple of the Buddha, studying the Dharma, memorizing the discernment, unparalleled in the world, but if there is no mercy, The idea of ​​Purdue beings, although the classics are flooded and the arguments are intact, can't finally dispel the belligerent bells when practicing these superior martial arts.

The group monk only heard a few words, and then he felt that the old monk's words had great meaning, what the predecessors did not know, and there was awe-inspiring meaning under his heart. Several people praised, "Amitabha, Shanzai, Shanzai!"

However, he continued to say: "I have built Shaolin Temple for thousands of years. Since ancient times, only Dharma priests have all the skills of a single person. Since then, no monk has been able to perform all kinds of martial arts, but why? Seventy-two The stupid classics are all in this pavilion, and the disciples of the disciples have always been able to read it. Can Ming Wang know that he is right?"

Kudo Mozhi said: "That is Baosha's own business, how can outsiders know?"

Xuan Sheng, Xuan Miao, Xuan Di, Xuan Jing all thought: "This old monk is dressed up as a monk serving as a miscellaneous servant in this temple. How can he see how to practice?" Although they are monks in Shaolin Temple, they only shave and do not worship teachers, they do not pass martial arts, do not meditate, and do not list the ranks of "Xuan, Hui, Void, and Empty". In addition to chanting and worshiping Buddha, they only do fire, farming, Scattering, rough work. Xuan Sheng and others are the second grade 1 monks in the temple. It's not surprising that they don't know this monk. It's just that listening to him is elegant, and knowing Zhuo Chao, they can't help but be secret.

The old monk continued: "The seventy-two stunts in this temple, every skill can hurt people and kill people, and they are fierce and fierce. The Buddha’s compassion is resolved by this. This principle is not well known to the monks in this temple. It’s just that after one person has achieved four or five stunts, the understanding of Zen will naturally be hindered. In my Shaolin school, it is called ' Martial arts barriers are the same as those of the other denominations. It is important to know that the Dharma is seeking death, and the martial arts are killing. The two are contrary to each other. The only way is that the higher the Dharma, the stronger the compassion, and the martial arts skills. The more I practiced, but as a monk who had reached such a level, he did not bother to learn more powerful killing methods."

Master Daoqing nodded and said: "I have heard some words from the master, and the little monk opened today." The old monk said in a similar way: "Dare not dare to say something wrong with the old monk, but also hope that everyone will advise." Together, he said, "Please ask the teachers to speak more about Dharma."

Kumo thinks: "The seventy-two stunts of Shaolin Temple were stolen by Mr. Murong and leaked to the outside. Shaolin monks were unwilling, but they had no choice but to send an old monk to pretend to be a ghost and try to deceive. People outside are afraid to practice their martial arts. Hey, how can I be fooled by Kumaki?"

The old monk again said: "In this temple, there are naturally some people who have insufficient Dharma practice, but they have to learn more martial arts, but they will continue to practice. An extraordinary martial arts practice is that the senior monks may have been the first martial arts in this temple for two hundred years. But overnight, he suddenly broke his muscles and became a waste, so that is the case."

Xuan Sheng and Xuan Mei suddenly knelt down and said, "Master, only Fazi can save Brother Xuan Cheng?" The old monk shook his head and said, "It's too late to save. Master Xuan Cheng came The Buddhist scriptures library selected martial arts classics. Lao Qun reminded him three times that he was always obsessed with it. Now that his veins are broken, how can he continue? In fact, all five aggregates are empty and his body is injured. The Dharma, which is enlightened by this, is really a blessing. The two masters saw it, but they were not as good as Master Xuancheng." Xuansheng and Xuanmei both said: "Yes. Thank you for your disclosure."

Suddenly heard three sounds of sneer, sneer, and sneer, and the squeal was no more unusual. Xuan Sheng and others knew that this was the Kung Fu of the "non-phase robbery", Qi Xiang looked at Jiu Mozhi, only to see that his face was discolored, but he made himself smile.

Originally, Jomo Mochi became more and more dissatisfied, and said: "You said that Shaolin School can't learn 72 stunts. I haven't learned it all yet? Why didn't I have a broken heart and become a waste person?" In the sleeve of the sleeve, secretly using the "no-phase robbery finger", the **** unknowingly and unconsciously flicked at the old monk. Unexpectedly, Lifu and the old monk were three feet in front of them, and they seemed to have encountered a layer. The soft pole, but the hard pole's barrier, snorted a few times, the finger strength was dispersed invisible, but it did not rebound back. Kuma Mochi was taken aback, and said: "This old monk really has some ghost doors, not bluffing!"

The old monk seemed to be unaware, and only said: "The two please, please. Lao Qun is sent by the masters in Shaolin Temple. How can the two perform this gift?" Xuan Sheng and Xuan Xie only felt a soft power. Gently under his arm, he stood up involuntarily, but did not see that the old monk stretched his finger sleeves, they were all amazed. It is actually a bodhisattva incarnation, otherwise how can there be such a vast supernatural power and boundless Dharma?

The old monk again said: "The seventy-two stunts of this temple are equally divided into "body" and "use", "body" is the internal force body, and "inner" is the method of application. Xiao Jushi, Murong Jushi, Dalun Brother Ming Wang and Tianzhu Boluoxing themselves had good internal skills, and they came to this temple to learn, but they did not show any damage to the application of the seventy-two stunt skills. What Ming Wang practiced was originally from the Xiaoyao School. 'Little Wu Xiang Gong', right?"

Ku Mozhi was shocked again. He secretly learned from the Xiaoyao school ‘Xiao Wu Xiang Gong’. Since no one knew it, why did this old monk see it? But when I thought about it, I was relieved immediately: "Xuzhu Shi only fought with me, and it was Xiao Wuxiang Gong. Most of them were Xuzhu telling him, why is it strange?" He said: "'Xiao Wuxiang Gong'" Although they originated from Taoism, there are many Buddhist disciples and trainees recently. Apart from their evolution, they have gathered the directors of the two Buddhist Taos. Even in Guisi, there are many masters of this Tao."

The old monk appeared slightly surprised, and said: "Some people in Shaolin Temple will also have'small incompetence'? Lao Qu is still hearing for the first time today." Hato Mozhi said: "You pretend to be a ghost, but it looks like it looks like "" Smiled slightly, without breaking. The old monk continued: "Xiao Wuxiang Kung Fu is deep and profound, and based on this, the seventy-two stunts of this temple can be used, but the slight twists and turns will inevitably be a bit plausible."

Xuan Sheng turned to Zhiyu Mozhi and said: "Ming Wang claimed to be a master of the seventy-two stunts of Tongtong School. How did he master the law?" Answer.

The old monk again said: "If the Ming King only practiced the method of using 72 stunts of the Shaolin School, his injuries were hidden, and although there were diseases, he would not harm the elements for a while. But the Ming King's "Cry Point" is now vermilion colored, purple gas is faintly visible on "Wenxiang Point", the muscles and veins of "Che Che Point" are trembling, and various signs show that after practicing Shaolin's 72 stunts, they went to practice. The temple's skill secret "Yi Jin Jing"......"He said that he shook his head slightly, and there was a lot of pity in his eyes.

Kudo Mochi won the "Yi Jin Jing" at the iron-headed man a few months ago. Knowing that it was the martial arts treasure, he lived quietly and practiced hard. He knew the Sanskrit scriptures and learned the scriptures, but he practiced them. I haven't entered the country at all, and I want to be able to do my best, since I can do it all day and night. The Shaolin School's Yijinjing is the same as the Tianlong Temple's Six-Sword Excalibur. Murongbo once called it the two treasures of the supremacy of martial arts. Maybe it will take ten or eight years to practice. It's just that when I practiced recently, I was quite upset and confused, and my mind was elusive. Isn't that what the old monk said was really a lie, and was it really "the order is reversed, and the big trouble is between days and nights"? I thought back and thought: "Practice of internal skills is not successful, so it is common practice to get out of the way. But I am proficient in the secrets of martial arts at home and abroad. Isn't it comparable to ordinary people? This old monk is so arrogant. The British name is gone."

The old monk saw anxiety on his face, but he immediately raised his eyebrows and looked sullenly, obviously sighing his words as the wind in his ears. He said to Xiao Yuanshan: "Xiao Jushi, have you felt pain in the'Liangmen' Taiyi' two points on your lower abdomen recently?" Xiao Yuanshan froze all over the body and said, "This is exactly what the **** monk sees." The old monk again said: "How numb is you at Guanyuan Cave, but how has it been lately?" Xiao Yuanshan was even more surprised, trembling: "This numb place was only a big piece of the little finger ten years ago, now... almost now There is a big teacup."

When Xiao Feng heard it, he knew that his father’s three important points showed such signs, which was caused by the strong training of Shaolin’s stunt. Hearing from his words, this sign has plagued him for many years, and he has never been able to get rid of it. Great worry. Immediately stepped forward, knelt down on his knees, bowed to the old monk, and said, "The **** monk knows his father's illness and prays for mercy and relief."

The old monk gave a gift and said, "The donor invites him. The donor's house is kind and considerate of the world, and he does not want to hurt Song and Liao's military and civilians with his private enemies. There is no need. Do not need to be more courteous." Xiao Feng was overjoyed, knocking two more heads, and then stood up. The old monk sighed and said: "Lord Xiao Xiao has killed a lot in the past, quite hurting the innocent, like Qiao Sanhuai and Master Xuanku, it really shouldn't be killed."

Xiao Yuanshan is a Qidan hero. Although he is old, he does not diminish the spirit of fierceness. Hearing the old monk blame himself, he said loudly: "The old man knew he was injured, but he had passed sixty years, and he had an adult, even if he died instantly. What a pity? The monk asked the old man to admit his mistakes, but it was impossible."

The old monk shook his head and said, "Lao Kang didn’t dare to ask the old donor to make a mistake and regret it. It’s just that the old donor’s injury was caused by practicing the Shaolin martial arts. If he wants to find a way to resolve it, he must find it in the Dharma."

He said here, he turned his head and said to Murong Bo: "The old donor Murong regards death as his home, and he doesn't need Lao Ting to talk. But if Lao Ting points out a way, the old donor will be exempted from Yangbai, Lianquan and Fengfu. Thousands of needles on the last three days save the pain of thorns, but what about it?"

Murongbo's complexion changed so much that he could not help shaking all over his body. He has three acupoints in Yangbai, Lianquan, and Fengfu. Every morning, noon, and three o'clock at night, it is indeed like a ten thousand needle to save thorns, and the pain is unreasonable. No matter what kind of panacea is taken, there is no little effect. As long as you work hard, the pain of acupuncture goes deeper into the bone marrow. Where can I die three times in a day? This pain has been more severe in recent years. He is willing to die in exchange for Xiao Feng's permission to attack the Song Dynasty. Although it is to rejuvenate the great cause of the Yan Kingdom, half of it is also suffering from this unknown evil. It is really unbearable. Suddenly he heard the old monk say his root cause. With his martial arts and advanced skills, he really sounded a thunderbolt in his ears, and he was not surprised. Even ten thunderbolts sounded as though God had farted. But the plain old words of the old monk shocked his heart and made him feel terrified. He shook twice, and suddenly felt the acupuncture in the three acupuncture points of Yangbai, Lianquan, and Fengfu. The severe pain recurred. It was not a moment of pain at the moment, but under the shock of the heart, the pain was abrupt, and at the moment, only the teeth were clenched to endure. But the tooth wasn't biting tightly, and the upper and lower teeth collided, embarrassed.

Murong Fu knew that his father had a strong temper, and would rather kill him than be ugly and humiliated in front of others. He would not like Xiao Feng to bow down and pray to the old monk for his father. Now he bowed to Xiao Feng and his son, Said: "The green mountains will not change, the green water will flow for a long time, but don't pass today. The two want my father and son to take revenge. We are waiting for the driver at Gusu Yanziwu Shenhezhuang." He reached out and took Murongbo with his right hand and said, "Father, we Let's go!"

The old monk said: "You have to endure this, let Ling Zun suffer from this painful pain?"

Murong Fu's face was pale, he took Murongbo's hand and walked away.

Xiao Feng shouted: "You just want to go? There are such cheap things in the world? Your father is sick, and the big husband disdains the danger, and let him go. You are not sick or painful!" Murong Fuqi rushed up and shouted : "Then I will take Brother Xiao's high tricks." Xiao Feng said nothing more, shouting one hand, "seeing the dragon in the field" in the eighteen palms of the dragon, and punching Murong Fu. He saw the dangerous terrain in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, masters clustered, inconvenient to fight for a long time, so he used ten percent of his strength to kill his enemies in the palm of his hand. Murong saw that he was in a fierce position, and he immediately transported the power of his life to be resolved by the technique of "fighting to the stars".

The old monk folded his hands together and said, "Buddha Chen Mi, the Buddha's gate is kind, and the two donors should not act foolishly."

He only has one palm in one hand, it seems that there is a force that turns into an invisible high wall, which is blocked between Xiao Feng and Murong Fu. Xiao Feng's palms and mountains fell against the wall, disappearing without a trace, disappearing invisible.

In Xiao Feng’s heart, he has never met an opponent in his life, but the old monk is far more powerful than himself. Since he has tried to stop it, he can’t revenge today. He thought of his father's internal injuries and bowed again: "In the wilderness, the grassy generation, without knowing the etiquette, offended the **** monk, and forgiven the sin."

The old monk smiled and said: "It's easy to say, it's easy to say. The old monk pays respect to Lord Xiao, and only the great hero can be true, and Lord Xiao is well deserved."

Xiao Feng said: "The murder crimes committed by the father were all caused by the lower body, and begged the **** monk to cure the father's injuries. All the guilt was received by the lower body, and he will die."

The old monk smiled slightly and said, "Lao Qu has said that to resolve the internal injuries of Xiao and Lao, they must seek from the Dharma. The Buddha is born from the heart, and the Buddha is the consciousness. The others can only give pointers, but not do the work. .. I asked the old donor Xiao: if you have the ability to heal the wound, would you accept the internal injury of the old donor Murong, would you heal him?"

Xiao Yuanshan made a sign, saying: "I... I am old for Xiao Rong... the old man is cured?" Murong Fu shouted: "You put your mouth clean." Xiao Yuanshan gritted his teeth and said authentically: "Murong old man kills me love Wife, ruining my life, I wish I could cut him into meat sauces." The old monk said: "If you don't see the old donor Murong died in a bad life, it's hard to dispel the hatred?" Xiao Yuanshan said: "It is . For thirty years, the old man, thinking day and night, only this blood sea hated."

The old monk nodded and said, "That's easy, too." Slowly forward, stretched out a palm, and patted Murong Bo's head.

When Murong Bo saw the old monk approaching at first, he didn’t care. When he saw him, he stretched his palm and patted his heavenly body cover. His left hand was busy lifting the frame, and he was afraid that the other party’s martial arts might be too strong. After raising his hand, his body followed After floating out. His Gu Su Murong family passed on martial arts, which is no longer a trivial matter, and after studying the 72 stunts of Shaolin Temple, it is even more powerful. This rise of the head, once floated, seems ordinary, but it is a palm to stop all the attacks of the world. Strike, flash back to any pursuit in the world. The defensiveness is tight and elegant, and it can be said that it is enough, and it is contemptuous to add it. Everyone in the Pavilion was a master of martial arts, and at the sight of his use of these two tricks, they all smirked. Even Xiao Yuanshan and his son couldn't help admiring it.

I know that the old monk patted gently with a palm, and the sound of the wave just hit the "Baihui Point" in the middle of Murong Bo's forehead. "Baihui" is the most important thing for the human body, that is, it hits someone who does not know martial arts at all, and there is also a risk of injury. The old monk was hit by a blow, and Murong Bo was shocked. Fell down.

Murong Fu was frightened, grabbed and held up, and shouted, "Daddy, Daddy!" But when his father's eyes were closed, his nostrils were no longer out of breath. He quickly reached out his heart and stopped his heartbeat. Murong Fu's grief and anger intersect, and the unexpected monk full of compassion and dharma actually gave up this poisonous hand and shouted, "You...you...you old thief is bald!" The father's body leaned on the column and flew upright He raised his palms and punched the old monk.

The old monk ignored it and ignored it. Murongfu pushed his palms two feet in front of the old monk. Suddenly, he bumped into an invisible gas wall, more like he crashed into a fishing net. Although his palm power was fierce, it was useless. The force was rebounded by the gas wall and hit a bookshelf. Originally, he was both strong and the force of rebound must be very strong, but his palm strength seemed to be counted away by the invisible gas wall, and then he was gently pushed away, so that his back hit the bookshelf, the bookshelf did not collapse, even the frame The old books full of scriptures also failed to fall.

Murong Fu is very alert. Although he hurts his father’s death, he knows that the old monk’s martial arts is ten times higher than his own. Even if he fights fiercely, he finally leans on the bookshelf and pretends to be breathing. , Secretly figured out how to make surprise attacks again.

The old monk turned to Xiao Yuanshan and said lightly: "Xiao Laoshi mainly saw that the old Murong donor died due to misfortune, so as to accumulate hatred. Now that the old Murong donor is dead, can the old Xiao Xiao breath be calm? "

Xiao Yuanshan was surprised to see that the old monk killed Murong Bo with a single palm. He was so surprised when he asked him, he couldn't help but feel blank, blank, and speechless.

In the past 30 years, he has been thinking about it, but he wants to avenge his wife’s revenge and his hatred. The truth emerged this year. He killed the Zhongyuan heroes who participated in the Battle of Yanmen Pass one by one. Even Master Xuanku and Qiao Sanhuai and his wife also died in his hands. Later, I learned that the “leading elder brother” was Shaolin Abbot Xuanci, and even more eager to debunk his adultery with Ye Erniang before the hero underneath him, which made him lose his reputation. This forced him to commit suicide. After seeing Xuanci's death shining brightly, without losing his heroic spirit, deep in Xiao Yuanshan's heart, he had already felt that he had done too much, and Ye Erniang's death made his conscience gradually uneasy. It was only at that time that the false news and the gangsters who caused the catastrophe were the gray monk Murongbo who was hiding in the temple and fighting with him three times, and Xiao Yuanshan was full of anger, and all poured on this person. Wish to eat its meat and sleep on its skin, cramp its muscles and cook its bones. Anyone knows that a nameless old monk came out of nowhere, and if he did nothing, he would be killed and killed. In an instant, he seemed to be in the clouds, fluttering and fluttering, and had no place in this world.

Xiao Yuanshan’s young man was so bold and powerful that he became a master of martial arts. He dedicated himself to serve the country, established his merits, and became a famous figure in the history of the world. He and his wife have been together since childhood, and they love each other. They gave birth to a Liner soon after they got married. They were full of heart and spirit, but they felt that nothing could happen between the world and the earth. Yu, the whole person has changed. What meritorious undertakings and famous treasures are like dust in his eyes. I think about it day and night, just how to deal with enemies and let my hatred out. He was a brave, honest, unpretentious man from outside the Serbia. With a lot of hatred in his heart, he was becoming more and more surly. I lived in Shaolin Temple for decades again. I went out day and night and practiced martial arts. It was rare to say a word or two to others during the year, and my temperament changed a lot.

Suddenly, the hatreds of hatred who have hated for decades have died in front of them one by one. It is reasonable to say that they should be very happy, but in their hearts they are really lonely and desolate. I just feel that there is nothing in this world. Things can be done, and alive is in vain. He squinted at Murongbo, who was leaning on the house, and saw that his face was calm, and there was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth. After he died, he was happier than alive. Instead, Xiao Yuanshan felt a little envious of his blessings, but after feeling a hundred, after death, everything was sold out. Suddenly, there was a sorrow in my heart: "The enemy is dead, my enemy is full of hatred. Where did I go? Do I go back to Daliao? What do I do? Do I go out to seclusion outside Yanmen Pass? What do I do? Are children drifting across the world and drifting all over the world? For what?"

The old monk said: "Lord Xiao Xiao, wherever you are going, please take care." Xiao Yuanshan shook his head and said: "Where do I go? I have nowhere to go." The old monk said: "Murong the old donor, I was killed. You failed to avenge this revenge personally, so you have some regrets, don't you?" Xiao Yuanshan said: "No, even if you didn't kill him, I don't want to kill him. "The old monk nodded and said: "Yes! But this Murong young man hurt his father's death, but he wanted to avenge Lao and you, but how is it good?"

Xiao Yuanshan was discouraged and said, "The monk was acting for me. Murong Shaoxia wanted to avenge his father, even though he came to kill me." He sighed and said, "He came to take my life. Feng You go back to Daliao, our business is all done, the road has come to an end." Xiao Feng shouted: "Dad, you..."

The old monk said: "If Murong Shaoxia kills you, your son will inevitably kill Murong Shaoxia to avenge you, so blame, when will it be so? "Let's take a step, raise your palm, and shoot towards Xiao Yuanshan's head.

Xiao Feng was shocked. The old monk could kill Murongbo and his father with one palm, shouting loudly: "Stop!" Both palms came out together and punched the old monk as a chest. He had great respect for the old monk, but at this time in order to save his father, he had to fight hard. The old monk stretched out his left palm and pushed Xiao Feng's palms up, but the right palm was still patting the top of Xiao Yuanshan's head.

Xiao Yuanshan didn't expect to resist. Seeing that the old monk's right palm was about to touch his head, the old monk suddenly shouted, and the right palm turned towards Xiao Feng.

The power of Xiao Feng’s palms is asking him to hold his left palm, and suddenly he turns his right palm to attack himself, and immediately pulls out his left palm to resist, and at the same time shouts: "Father, go, go!" A move in the middle of a move, pure innocent move, just to draw the power of Xiao Feng's palms in order to reduce the power to push themselves. Xiao Feng's left palm once turned around, and the old monk's right palm immediately circled, and the wave of a soft sound had hit Xiao Yuanshan's top door.

At this moment, Xiao Feng’s right palm had been hit, slammed, hitting the old monk’s chest heavily, followed by a few karaokes, and several ribs were broken. The old monk smiled slightly and said, "Haojun's Kung Fu! Eighteen palms of the dragon, it really is the first in the world." The word "one" was spoken, and a stream of blood spewed out in the mouth.

Xiao Feng stayed in the past and helped his father in the past, but when he stopped breathing, his heart stopped beating, and he died of anger. He was filled with grief and lost his mind.

The old monk said: "It's time, it's time to go!" The right hand grabbed the back collar of Xiao Yuanshan's body, and the left hand grabbed the back collar of Murongbo's body. After a few steps, she stepped out of the window.

Xiao Feng and Murong Fu shouted in unison: "You... what are you doing?" Just a moment later, the two of them were still incompatible, trying to fight for a life and death. At this time, their fathers were both killed, and their enemies were enemies, and they jointly pursued the opponent. The two joined together, the strength is even greater. Pushed by the palms of the two, the old monk floated forward several feet like a paper kite. His hands still held two corpses, and the three bodies fluttered lightly, not like flesh and blood.

Xiao Feng leaped forward and hurried out of the window. He saw the old monk carrying two corpses and walked straight down the mountain. Xiao Feng speeded up his footsteps, only three feet and two steps behind him, but the old monk's marvellous merits were never seen in his life. Xiao Feng rushed hard, only to feel that the mountain wind was shaving like a knife, and knew that he was running at a speed, but there were always two or three feet behind the old monk, and his palms were always empty.

The old monk turned around in the middle of the barren mountain, turned west, and reached a deserted place in the woods. He placed the two bodies under a tree, both of which were sitting cross-legged and sitting on their own. After the second body, the palms blocked the vests of the second body. He had just settled, and Xiao Feng had arrived.

Xiao Feng saw that the old monk behaved differently, so he did not step forward. Only the old monk said: "I carried them for a while and lived the blood." Xiao Feng hardly believed his ears and gave the dead a life. What does that mean? Shunkou said: "Living bloodline?" The old monk said: "They have too many internal injuries, they must first make them sleep in the turtle's breath, and then try to save." Xiao Feng heart grief: "Is my father not dead? He... …He is healing his father? How can there be a way to kill a person before he hurts him?"

After a short time, Murong Fu, Hamo Mochi, Xuan Sheng, Xuan Mei, and God of the Mountain rushed in one after another, and they saw that the first floor suddenly burst into white air.

The old monk turned the two corpses around, face to face, and then pulled the four corpses into each other's hands. Murong Fu shouted, "You...what are you doing here?" The old monk didn't answer, walking slowly around the two corpses, constantly stretching his palm to pat, sometimes Xiao Yuanshan took a note on "Dazhui", sometimes Playing on Murongbo's "Yuzhen Point", I saw that the white gas on the top of the second body became stronger and stronger.

After another tea hour, Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo tremble slightly at the same time, Xiao Feng and Murong Fu meet in surprise, and they all say, "Father!" Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo slowly opened their eyes and glanced at each other. , Then closed. But seeing Xiao Yuanshan's face flushed, Mu Wobo's face was faintly green.

It was only then that everyone understood that the old monk was able to hit the two in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, only to temporarily stop their breath and keep their heart from beating, which is a method of healing major internal injuries. Many people with high internal skills have practiced the method of "turtle breath", but that is to stop breathing on their own, and it is really incredible to slap someone else's palm to stop breathing without dying. Since the old monk was out of kindness, he could have stated clearly in advance that he must make this big joke, so that Xiao Feng and Murong Fu were frightened with anger, and even more tired that he himself was under the palm of Xiao Feng and spurted blood? Everyone was filled with doubts, but seeing the old monk's attention turned, he didn't dare to ask.

I gradually heard Xiao Yuanshan and Murongbo's breathing from low to loud, getting more and more heavy, following Xiao Yuanshan's face getting red, and then when he was about to bleed, Murongbo's face became more and more blue and green Youyou are scared. Everyone in the audience knows that one is too strong yang, and the false fire is rushing, the other is the strong yin and the wind is cold. Xuan Sheng, Xuan Xie, Dao Qing, etc. all have magical medicines for wounds, but I don't know which one is right.

Suddenly, the old monk only heard shouting: "Doo! Four hands clasped together, the inner breath is corresponding, the yin and yang, and the yin to yin. Invisible!"

The four hands of Xiao Yuanshan and Murongbo were originally held alternately, and listening to the old raccoon drink, they could not help but tighten their palms. The internal content of each person rushed over to each other, and they blended together to make up for the deficiencies, and their faces gradually disappeared. The red faded and became pale; after a while, the two opened their eyes at the same time and smiled relatively.

Xiao Feng and Murong Fu each saw their father's eyes open and smiled, and they were indescribable. I saw that Xiao Yuanshan and Xiao Feng stood up together and knelt down in front of the old monk. The old monk said: "You two have gone from life to death and from death to life again, what else can't be put down in your heart? If it is appropriate, then you die~IndoMTL.com~ What else is there to resurrect Dayan and revenge Wife hatred and thoughts?"

Xiao Yuanshan said: "Disciple Kong has been a monk for thirty years in Shaolin Temple. That is all false. Without the kindness of Buddhist disciples, I beg Master to include it." The old monk said: "Your wife's hatred "I don't want to report it?" Xiao Yuanshan said: "The disciple's life is murderous, no matter how many. If the family members of the people I killed have come to avenge me, even though the disciple has died a hundred times, it is not enough."

The old monk turned to Murong Bo and said, "What about you?" Murong Bo smiled slightly and said, "The common people are like dust, and the emperor is like dust. Dayan's kingdom is empty, and the kingdom is empty." That old monk haha With a smile, he said: "Great understanding, good luck, good luck!" Murong Bo said: "Begging Master to be a disciple, more enlightenment." The old monk said: "If you want to be a monk, you must ask the masters in Shaolin Temple to shave. I have a few In other words, I would like to tell you." Immediately sitting on the sidelines.

Xiao Feng and Murong see their father kneel again, and then they kneel. Xuan Sheng, Xuan Mei, Shen Shan, Dao Qing, Po Luo Xing, etc. heard the old monk talk about the subtleties, but they all couldn't help but rejoice, the admiration, and they all rose down on their knees.

When Duan Yu arrived, he heard that the old monk was miraculously understanding the Buddha’s righteousness for everyone. He just wanted to go across the old monk and take a look at his appearance. He actually hit his "flame knife".