Flower Stealing Master Chapter 1473: Win with more

Song Qingshu shook his head: "Didn't I just say that with Murongfu's skill, I can't kill Master Xuan Bei." Although Xuan Bei is just a dragon that died without appearing in the original work, his martial arts have always been He was underestimated, and all signs indicated that he was the third master of Shaolin Temple sweeping monk and Xuanci at that time. After all, Murong Bo sneaked up first, but he was still at a disadvantage. In the end, he could only kill the opponent unexpectedly by using his stunt.

Murong Bo’s purpose is to provoke conflicts among the nations. He was supposed to kill Xuanbi with a Yang finger, but Xuanbi martial arts were too high, and he could not get home with one Yang finger. In the end, it was dangerous and he had to resort to it. The unique skill, failing to lay the blame, instead pitted his own son.

"But didn't you say that Xuan Bei died at the hands of Dou Zhuan Xing Yi?" Xiao Feng was puzzled, and suddenly reacted, "Could it be Murong Bo!"

"That's right." Song Qingshu nodded, and roughly talked about Murong Bo's suspended animation.

"This dog thief!" Xiao Feng squeezed his fingers, his eyes filled with angry gazes.

"It's him!" Xiao Yuanshan almost didn't faint. He learned that it was his own big enemy who had fought him at Shaolin Temple in the past few decades. You must know that when he saw Murong Bo stealing scriptures at Shaolin Temple, he thought he was Shaolin enemy, as the so-called enemy's enemy is a friend, so he secretly pointed him to martial arts, and Murong Bo couldn't support it in the first martial arts contest with about 100 moves until the third martial arts contest with 300 moves.

Thinking that Xiao Yuanshan vomited blood because of his enemy's martial arts under his guidance.

At this time, Xu Zhu suddenly said: "The temple will find out about the old Mr. Murong's affairs, but there may be conspiracies, but the killings of the Xiao family and sons are also true, not to mention Xiao Yuanshan stealing the 72 stunts of the temple, if it is. Let them go, and then the martial arts will be revealed to the aliens. In the future, it will be the people of the Central Plains who will be killed. In any case, this temple cannot be the sinner of the ages.

"Yes, you can't let Xiao and his son leave." The monks of Shaolin Temple hesitated after hearing Song Qingshu's words, and now they have a firm mind after hearing what Xu Zhu said.

Song Qingshu frowned secretly. This Xuzhu is not like the honest and honest little monk in the original book. Could it be that he was taken away by an old monster like Zhang Wuji?

The Zhao Min on the tree kept his lips secretly. If the Xiaos and his sons just killed Tan Gong, Tan Po, Zhao Qiansun, and other miscellaneous fish in the rivers and lakes, Shaolin would probably just do it, not necessarily leaving them, or even them. After killing Master Xuanku, Shaolin may also be patient for the sake of Song Qingshu’s face, but Xiao Yuanshan has learned 72 stunts. This is Shaolin’s life. The root is their foundation in the rivers and lakes. Now I am afraid that even Zhang Sanfeng, It doesn't work if Wang Chongyang comes.

"You are afraid that Xiao Yuanshan will teach martial arts to the Khitan soldiers in the future to harm the Han people, right?" Song Qingshu asked rhetorically.

"Nature!" Xu Zhu looked sad and compassionate, "Now that China is sinking, we Shaolin has been the leader of martial arts since ancient times. Naturally, we should contribute to the people of the world and take precautions."

"What a contribution, what a fear that Xiao Yuanshan will teach it to Khitan soldiers," Song Qingshu's tone suddenly added a hint of ridicule, "The foreigners in your mouth still know that you will pass the secrets to ordinary soldiers, rich country Strengthen the army and contribute to the interests of the country, but you hold the original 72 stunts. How did you pass these martial arts to our Han soldiers so that they would not lose their self-protection against foreign iron cavalry?"

"You!" The Shaolin monks are speechless for a while. You must know that the unique knowledge of each sect has always been extremely strict. Non-inner disciples will not pass it on, for fear that the unique knowledge will be leaked. For thousands of years, all sects and sects have been like this. No one knows It makes sense, who knows that Song Qingshu's big hat is buckled, so that they don't know how to refute it.

If it's a general school, just reply to him if something is wrong. Which school in the arena will pass on the best knowledge? But they are Shaolins who claim to be Wu Lin Taishan Beidou. If they admit that they did not teach their terrible knowledge because of their opinions, they would not be able to bear the charges of being bullied by alien cavalry.

Master Fang Zheng yelled the Buddha's name, and then said: "King Qi didn't know something. To practice our Shaolin martial arts requires a good foundation, and progress is slow in the early stage. After practicing, each martial arts requires a corresponding Dharma solution. Otherwise, it’s easy to injure oneself, which is not only useless, but harmful. The military needs simple, direct and effective training methods, so this temple martial arts is not suitable for them."

The monks nodded their heads after hearing it, and they proved that the Dharma is profound and kind, and they have always been loved by everyone in the temple. These words are reasonable and cleverly answered the other party's inquiries.

Although he has no good impressions of other people, the other party proves that this kind old monk Song Qingshu has some respect, but today’s life is related to the lives of Xiao Feng and his son, he can only offend: "Since the master said, Guisi His martial arts are not suitable for promotion in the military. Why do I fear that Xiao Yuanshan will go back and pass it to the Khitan soldiers one by one?"

"This..." Fang Zheng has never been a eloquent person, and he couldn't help being speechless for a while.

Xu Zhu hurriedly said: "Although this temple's martial arts is not suitable for military promotion, the number of Khitan people's martial arts is different from that of the Central Plains. In case they have any improvement methods, they can change the temple's martial arts to be suitable for soldiers to practice. It's late."

Zhao Min on the tree nodded secretly. Although this little monk was a bit annoying, he was quite eloquent.

Xuan Cheng on the side finally couldn't hold back, and said loudly: "Song, your clever tongue is just trying to exonerate the Xiaos and his sons, telling you that there are no doors. There are so many masters in this temple today. Did you succeed? Speaking of damaging the original Sanskrit of Yi Jin Jing last time, I haven't settled with you yet!"

Azi opened his mouth when he heard the "Yi Jin Jing", trying to say that the Sanskrit script was originally in Song Qingshu, so that everyone in Shaolin Temple would inevitably fight with Song Qingshu, and his party could also take the opportunity to escape.

But she hesitated for a while, not knowing what kind of concern she finally didn't say it, just snorted secretly, if you don't care about us, I will drag you into the water! She came from the Astral School, and she had no guilt in planning such a thing.

Song Qingshu naturally didn't know that he was almost sold by Azi, but sneered at Xuan Cheng: "You still have to rely on strength to speak for half a day. Alas, what is it for half a day."

"Huh!" Xuan Cheng waved his robe, apparently he had learned how good his mouth was, and he was unwilling to fight with him anymore, but his clothes had just been whipped by Xiao Yuanshan's whip. At this time, they were in tatters, one by one, and they looked very funny.

"Xiao Feng is my friend after all. I can't just sit idly by, so let's do it," Song Qingshu suggested. "If the melee will hurt the innocent, it's better to choose one of us. If we win, you just let go. They leave; if you win, then the Xiaos and his sons will be left to your temple's disposal, how about?"

The Shaolin monks looked at each other and saw the jealousy in each other's eyes. Song Qingshu's martial arts was so high that they had already seen it at the Golden Snake Conference, and they had had several encounters in the follow-ups. It was unfathomable, a master in the field. Although there are many, no one is sure about Qingshu of the Upper Song Dynasty.

Even a crazy person like Xuan Cheng hesitated. Although he is very confident, but this battle is related to Shaolin's unique knowledge and reputation, he dare not Meng Lang.

"Amitabha~" Kongwen said, "The martial arts of the benefactor has already been famous, so why use this temple to show it."

Song Qingshu shrugged: "I don't really mean to show off now, I just want to help my friends, so let's do it, you feel that the outcome of the first battle is unacceptable, then how about the third battle? Three people, how about winning more often?"

Hearing his proposal, the Shaolin monks couldn't help feeling a little moved, and they began to communicate in secret.

In their view, Xiao Feng has been seriously injured now, and although he can still support it, he should be able to win with a random master. The other Azhu Azi martial arts are low and not worth mentioning. Counting this up, I won one without a fight, and this bet is very likely to win.

However, Xuanci raised objections. Although they were able to win one game securely, the other party was able to win a game securely with Song Qingshu. The key to victory lies in the competition with Xiao Yuanshan. I just watched the duel between Xiao Yuanshan and Xuan Cheng, do you have any confidence that you can win against him?

The other high-ranking monks were silent. Although they boasted that they would not lose Xiao Yuanshan, they were not completely sure of winning him. This station was of great importance and no one dared to take risks.

In the end, Xu Zhu suggested that his side had the advantage. Why didn't he use his great advantage and had to go heads-up with them to determine the outcome? Xuan Cheng immediately agreed, and Xuan Ci and others nodded one after another.

Finally, the negotiation was settled, and Xuanci said: "The Xiao family's father and son had too much blood from their martial arts fellows, and they also learned the martial arts of their own school. This temple must not let them leave. If King Qi can stand by, before. The grievances between our two parties are wiped out, and we can also win our Shaolin friendship."

Song Qingshu has to admit ~IndoMTL.com~ His proposal is still somewhat attractive. The Shaolin Millennium Temple has a huge appeal in the martial arts. If they get their help, it will definitely be even more powerful.

But he is not a three-year-old kid. What can a vain and ethereal friendship promise do? He knows very well that the fundamental conflicts between the two parties cannot be reconciled: Shaolin needs to find a strong man who can dominate the world to unite. Then they will also be able to rise and become the state religion, and their interests will be greatly expanded. Now their power is still very weak compared to the entire world. Naturally it is not in their plan.

All signs now indicate that Mongolia is the most likely to unify the world in Shaolin's eyes... In fact, there is nothing wrong with it. In history, whether it is Zen, Quanzhen Sect, or various sects in the West, they have all done their best to sweat Mongolia. For preaching, because the Mongolian Khan believes in a certain religion, the status of that religion will become very detached. Temples can be opened everywhere in the world, and various rewards, fields, and devotions of believers are inexhaustible.

It's just that Zen and Quanzhen Sect have fought for half a day, but in the end Tantra is more favored by the Mongolian Khan...

Especially thinking that Shaolin had specially arranged Chen Youliang to try to contain his power before, Song Qingshu became more and more unhappy: "In this way, the dignified Shaolin is thinking of winning more?"

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