At this moment, He Qizheng, who had disappeared for a long time, suddenly appeared on the mountain gate of Shaolin Temple, and said to everyone in the audience: "Whether it is a grievance or a grievance, it is all a matter of my Murong and the Xiao family."

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He Qizheng didn't like Xuan Ci's behavior of directing all his firepower to Murong Bo in order to divert his own sins.

So he deliberately shook out the matter of Xuan Ci and Ye Erniang, who were originally tortured in Shaolin Temple because of this incident, in public, and then He Qizheng shouted to Xiao Feng again: "Brother Xiao, please bring your father with me!" ”

After speaking, He Qizheng jumped up again, and swept towards the mountain behind the Shaolin Temple, Murong Bo looked up to the sky and roared, and also followed.

Xiao Yuanshan and Xiao Feng drank together: "Chase!" "Catch up with the mountain from the left and right. These three people are all at the pinnacle of martial arts, and in the blink of an eye, they have gone far away.

But still can't catch up with He Qizheng, I can only see a figure vaguely, and for a moment I am hidden between the yellow walls and green tiles of Shaolin Temple.

The heroes outside the arena were all surprised, and after learning about the grievances between the Xiao family and the Murong family, they all thought: "Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan's martial arts are indistinguishable, and the two sons are equally equal, so it will be difficult to distinguish the winner from the loser."

Duan Yu was also very anxious when he saw his two elder brothers falling into such a problem, and seeing that no one was paying attention, he also slipped into the Shaolin Temple with Ling Bo in a slight step.

The courtyard was full of looking for Xiao Feng and He Qizheng, but looking around, he only saw an ugly monk with big ears in the backyard who was being tortured, and the others were nowhere to be found, obviously chased and lost.

After all, the Shaolin Temple covers a very wide area, the front hall and the back house, I don't know that there are thousands of rooms, Duan Yu is normal to get lost in it, he has nothing to do, so he asked the ugly monk: "Hey, who is the little master?" Can you see that there are, four strangers coming in? ”

The ugly monk Mu Ne put down the farm tools in his hand, but the wattles on his back did not dare to put down, he said timidly: "The little monk is called Xuzhu, and he has been working here, and he didn't notice that someone came in." ”

Duan Yu smiled and was about to ask again, but he saw a group of monks and Central Plains heroes walking around the halls, shouting and shouting, looking for the location of Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo and his son.

Many people jumped on the rooftops and climbed to look out, and there was chaos and chaos in all directions. Everyone walked through the house and ran to and fro, and everyone was asking, "Where is it, have you seen it?" The solemn ancient temple of Shaolin Temple has become a chaotic city in an instant.

Duan Yu was afraid of being bumped into, so he immediately left the backyard, walked around for a while, walked out of the temple along a forest path, radially to the northwest, turned a few corners, and suddenly opened up in front of him, only the sound of the water was heard, and there was a pavilion standing next to the mountain stream, and a plaque at the head of the building was written with the words "Tibetan Scripture Pavilion".

Duan Yuxin said: "The Shaolin Temple Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is famous all over the world, but it was originally established here. Yes, this pavilion is built by the water, far away from other houses, that is afraid that a fire in the temple will destroy the precious scriptures. ”

Just about to stay away, Duan Yu heard someone say that Xiao Feng and a few people went to the back mountain, so he turned around and ran towards the back mountain of Shaolin Temple, where the terrain is steep, the forest is dense and the road is steep, Duan Yu walked out for several miles, and no longer heard the noisy sound in the temple below, the empty mountain is lonely, only the sound of birds and birds singing among the trees.

The sun is not shining in the mountains and forests, and it is quite chilly. Duan Yu walked slowly in the woods in a daze, and suddenly heard a few words of chanting and chanting Buddha floating in the wind on the left:

"That is, the heart is the Buddha, that is, the Buddha is the heart, the heart knows the Buddha, the Buddha knows the heart, the centrifugal is not the Buddha, and the Buddha is not the heart......", the voice is peaceful and rich, but it has never been heard.

Duan Yuxin said: "It turns out that there is a monk here, you might as well ask him if he has seen Brother Xiao." Immediately walked over, turned a bamboo forest, and suddenly saw a lot of people gathered on a lawn in the forest.

A sweeping monk in an old green robe sat on the big bluestone, and the sound of chanting came out of his mouth, and there were many people sitting in front of him, among them Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo had their eyes closed tightly, and their faces were pale, like dead people.

But the strange thing is that the two of them are sitting cross-legged facing each other, thinking about each other with four palms, and with the help of the old monk, they seem to be healing?

Next to him, Xiao Feng and He Qizheng were discussing something in a low voice, and around the two, several senior monks of Shaolin Temple lowered their heads and lowered their eyebrows, listening respectfully.

In addition, there was another person, but it was the Tubo national teacher Gu Mozhi, with a sneering look on his face, obviously unconvinced, Duan Yu quietly walked over, but he didn't expect that Gu Mozhi suddenly attacked him with a flame knife.

Frightened, but seeing that He Qi was in the way, he shook back Gu Mozhi with a palm, and said coldly in his mouth: "Master Gu, can you move our disciples of the Freedom Sect again?" ”

"What Loose Pie?! I haven't heard of it! When Gu Mozhi heard He Qizheng mention the "Easy Sect", he was a little flustered in his heart, but on the surface, he pretended to be calm, and secretly ran the flame knife with his palms.

"That monk, my father is healing, if you dare to mess around here, I Xiao Feng can't spare you!!" At this time, Xiao Feng also came over, and surrounded Gu Mozhi vaguely with He Qizheng and Duan Yu.

Gu Mozhi knew that a "Nan Murong" would make him very uncomfortable, and coupled with Xiao Feng, he was afraid that he would not be able to go through fifty rounds at all, so he decisively gave up the idea of capturing Duan Yu, bowed his head and silently recited a Buddha name, but left in a gloomy manner.

He Qizheng Xiao Feng looked at each other and smiled, and was about to speak, when he heard the sweeping old monk suddenly say: "Duh! The four hands hold each other, and the internal breath corresponds, using yin to help yang, and yang to turn yin. Wang Baxiong's picture, the sea of blood is deeply hated, all returned to dust, and disappeared into invisible! ”

Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo's four hands were originally held each other, listening to the sweeping old monk drinking, he couldn't help but tighten his palms, and the internal breath in each person's body poured towards each other, integrating and comprehending, making up for the deficiency with surplus, and the faces of the two gradually turned red and turned blue, becoming pale;

After a while, the two opened their eyes at the same time, smiled at each other, and then the two stood up hand in hand and knelt down in front of the sweeping old monk.

The sweeping old monk said: "You two have gone from life to death, from death to life, what else can't you let go of in your heart?" If Shicai dies like this, what thoughts do you have to revive Dayan and take revenge on his wife? ”

Xiao Yuanshan said: "The disciple has been a monk in Shaolin Temple for thirty years, it is all fake, and there is no compassion of a Buddhist disciple, so I implore the master to include it." ”

The sweeping old monk said: "You don't want to take revenge for killing your wife?" Xiao Yuanshan said: "The disciple kills people in his life, without worrying about hundreds of people, if the family members of the people I killed come to me for revenge and ask for their lives, although the disciple dies a hundred times, he is not enough." ”

The sweeping 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 is empty if it does not return to the country, and it is also empty when it is restored. ”

The sweeping old monk laughed and said, "Great enlightenment, good, good!" Murong Bo said: "Ask the master to accept him as a disciple and be more enlightened." ”

The old monk said: "If you want to become a monk, you need to ask the masters in the Shaolin Temple to shave." I have a few more words for you. He immediately sat down and said some scriptures that Duan Yu had never heard of just now.

Xiao Feng saw his father kneeling, and then knelt down, and the senior monks of the Xuanzi generation listened to the old monk talk about the subtleties, and they couldn't help but be overjoyed, and their hearts of admiration rose spontaneously, and they all knelt down one by one.

When Duan Yu saw it, he was about to bow down, but He Qizheng grabbed his arm, and then heard He Qizheng say in a low but resolute voice: "You are a disciple of the Daomen Freedom Sect, how can you bow your head to the Buddhists?!! ”