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The Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is in the back mountain of Shaolin, located in a quiet place, that is, the Shaolin monks also have restrictions on entering the house, at this time there is no other sound, in the huge courtyard, only the bamboo broom in the hand of the sweeping old monk rubs against the ground and makes a light sound of friction.

Su Liuzheng stood on a branch of the locust tree in the courtyard with his hands, and his body fluctuated with the wind, just like the immortal Ling Bo, who resisted the wind with nothingness.

His eyes turned, and standing in front of him was an old monk in a green robe, holding a broom, tall and thin, with a sparse long beard under his chin, white eyebrows hanging down his chest, and he was bowing down and sweeping the floor.

When Su Liu landed in the courtyard, the whistling sound was still echoing, and the legendary sweeping monk only cleaned up the fallen leaves on the ground by himself, as if he didn't know anything about what was happening in the outside world.

The picture was weird and quiet, and Su Liu said lightly: "I have long heard that there are unknown monks in Shaolin Temple, so it seems that it should be on the master." ”

The broom in the hand of the sweeping old monk paused, and said: "The poor monk is just an old monk sweeping the floor in Shaolin Temple, that's all." ”

After a while, the Shaolin monks did not arrive, and the sound of light footsteps sounded, and Master Gu Mozhi and Master Xuancheng followed first.

Seeing the sweeping old monk, as if he had seen the Buddha in the western sky, Gu Mozhi knelt on the ground, and pious proclaimed a Buddha name, saying: "Master, today's events have surprised you. ”

Monk Xuancheng did not have the slightest attitude of being majestic, and he also bowed and saluted, and said respectfully: "Uncle, my cultivation is shallow, and I have not been able to stop the Su Palace Master. ”

This sweeping old monk is actually the uncle in the mouth of the senior monk of the Xuanzi generation, and the seniority is high, which can be imagined.

"You and Su Gong take the initiative, there is still some heat left, if you can keep your heart and cultivate for thirty years, you may be able to block the hands of the Su Palace Master."

The sweeping old monk lowered his eyebrows, glanced at him, and said indifferently: "The master of the Su Palace has the world's miraculous skills, and there is no difference between the size and the slightest detail in this matter within a hundred zhang, and it is all in the heart of the Su Palace Master." ”

"Not bad!"

Su Liudao: "The master is clear-minded, and he can see it in his heart, so he must be very clear about my intention." ”

The sweeping old monk Bai Mei moved, and said: "The master of the Su Palace is full of martial arts, and he dominates the rivers and lakes, and his power is overwhelming. When I came to Shaolin today, I really didn't have any murderous intentions in my heart. ”

Su Liu laughed and said: "Killing people for the sake of killing, what's the point, I'm only here to verify my martial arts, not just to kill." ”

At this time, the autumn is thick, Su Liu's clear roar shook the fallen leaves in the courtyard, he rolled up and stretched out his long sleeves, and the strength of the dragon and the crane was launched, and the dead leaves of Ling fell swirled, and they gathered under Su Liu's palm, and suddenly formed two dusk dragons, he spit out his palm, and the double dragon went out to sea to explore the pearls, one left and one right pounced and went, and the power was incomparable.

Ordinary people who can pick leaves and fly flowers hurt people can be regarded as a true success in the family, and can be called a master for a while, but if you want to be like Su Liu, you can lift as lightly as a weight, and the palm is circled, and the light and straight fallen leaves are condensed into a long dragon rolling in the air, which is simply appalling.

These two gray and yellow dragons were winding and agile, hideous and probing, castrating very quickly, and they arrived in front of the sweeping old monk a few feet in an instant.

Gu Mozhi and Xuan Cheng both have profound skills, but in the face of the palm wind overflowing from the deciduous double dragon, their bodies still shook, and the deciduous whirling dragon instantly flew into the three feet in front of the nameless old monk.

"Uncle Shi beware!"

Monk Xuancheng couldn't help but exclaim, he knew that his uncle's cultivation was transcendent, but Su Liu defeated him with ease, which also gave him an unfathomable feeling, the two of them fighting each other must be a dragon and a tiger, which is not trivial.

It's just that his worries are superfluous, these two deciduous flying dragons arrived three feet in front of the nameless sweeping old monk, as if they encountered a layer of soft and rigid invisible barrier, the dragon's roar was endless, and the deciduous dragon no longer regained its previous majesty, and turned into withered yellow fallen leaves again, 0 scattered all over the ground.

Su Liu chuckled, his eyes were strange, and he said, "What a powerful King Kong is not bad for protecting the true qi of the body." ”

"Uncle Shi is really already an incorruptible body of King Kong..."

Xuan Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, clasped his palms together, and only then did he relax his heart.

Like him, he can practice the Vajra is not bad Divine Skill is already a genius from Shaolin, but he is distracted and has practiced several Shaolin stunts together, this Vajra is not bad Divine Skill can only be regarded as a small success after all, and the nameless sweeping monk in front of him who can condense the true qi of the body and release it to three feet is the real practice of this kung fu to the extreme, and reach the mysterious realm of "King Kong is not bad, and ten thousand soldiers are not harmful".

The sweeping monk's broom moved lightly, and the ground rustled, and he took Su Liu's Shen Xiong's palm, and like no one, he was still sweeping the scattered and silent fallen leaves on the ground, shaking his head and smiling slightly: "This little skill is insignificant." ”

Su Liu remembered that in the original book, there was a sweeping monk who used the body protection true qi to catch Murong Fu and Xiao Feng together, but there are only a handful of people in this world who can only rely on the body protection true qi to catch their six or seven true powers, and there is no doubt that each of them is a peerless master.

"Again, I want to see where the limit of your King Kong is not bad and the body protection is really strong."

The stronger the sweeping old monk, the more excited he was in his heart, and he didn't say anything at the moment, Xuangong Secret Luck, and he hurriedly swept over, and suddenly, there seemed to be several white shadows flashing wildly in the air, and the next moment his figure seemed to turn into a phantom, condensed in the air, and this palm was the eighteen palms of the dragon.

In this short period of a few zhang, when Su Liu was advancing violently, he shot out several palm forces in a row, and the palm power was condensed on one point, and finally converged into a purple ink-colored dragon that swept the world, raising its head fiercely and flying forward.

The sweeping monk finally raised his head, and even his back straightened together, and his white eyebrows and long beards fluttered together, his face was solemn, like a fairy Buddha.

He casually discarded the bamboo broom in his hand, and lightly touched his toes on the ground, as if there was no weight, and swept up, and a layer of pale golden Buddha light lingered faintly around his body, putting the purple ink dragon outside.

Gu Mozhi and Xuan Cheng sighed slightly, the sound of the dragon chant in the air was high-pitched and majestic, and there was an inexplicable and mysterious Buddha sound vibration in the middle, which shook their eardrums and their hearts suddenly palpitated, and a strange feeling gradually emerged: The martial arts of these two people have completely transcended the mundane and become a sanctified god!

The two of them jumped out of the air and moved in the air.

There was a burst of shouting in the direction of the front hall, and it seemed that countless disciples were bustling from outside~ in, and no one dared to start a war on both sides, but they were vigilant when they arrived outside the scripture pavilion, and they saw such a magnificent scene, and their eyes almost fell out.

The corners of Master Xuansheng's mouth twitched, and he lowered his head and sighed: "This kind of martial arts, even if I practice it for a lifetime, it is difficult to hope that it can be compared." ”

Xuan Lin sighed angrily: "This predecessor of this temple is hidden, I didn't expect that even King Kong is not bad, it seems that it is already the realm of the Lord of the Buddha." ”

Everyone held their breath, and their eyes showed some expectation, only hoping that the nameless old monk could defeat Su Liu, because this old monk was already the last straw in Shaolin Temple.

Thundered!

The air of this side of the world seems to have been completely emptied, and the fallen leaves on the ground are pulled by the strength of the two people, and they fly into the sky, directly crushed by the strength of the two people, and completely circle the two inside.

"This nameless old monk has a deep skill, and he is also a well-deserved leader in Tianlong."

Su Liu's heart was also secretly praised, and he directly gave him a definition, even after Xiao Feng broke the seed, there was still a certain gap between him and the nameless old monk, of course, this idea only flashed in his mind for a moment, and his mind gathered by itself, and he took the palm of the nameless old monk.

Empty and selfless, blissful rebirth.

This palm has already won the true meaning of Buddhism, and Su Liu's has also returned a palm.

Empty as me, Futu came into the world.

Bang!

The two palms met, a dull thunder sounded, each trembled, leaned slightly, swept back, just a shake of the body, and then fought together, I don't know how many moves were changed, only to see that the sweeping monk and Su Liu's moves are absolutely not a move, you use a Shaolin wood-burning knife, I will also have a hand of the sun and moon whip, the two of them almost used the Shaolin seventy-two stunts.

It's simply breathtaking.

Not only is it unprecedented, but it can be expected that there will never be a more brilliant debate in the future.

The two of them did not move at all, almost every moment the body was running frantically, only adjusting their bodies in the air, capturing the fleeting warplane, and instantly swept out of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Songshan Mountain is beautiful, while skimming and walking, not a day to see all the scenery, to a lonely peak, you can see the ancient trees towering to the sky, the stream is deep and the valley is secluded, it is like the fairyland in the painting.

The two exchanged palms again, each retreated slightly, and landed on the mountain peak together, looking at each other, and smiling slightly, and then stopped slightly.

"It's always beneficial to do it with the sweeping monk, and the methods of Shaolin Buddhism are almost integrated, but the foundation of this nameless old monk is still on the Daomen..."

A hint of an indifferent smile escaped from the corner of Su Liu's mouth, Shaolin Buddhism's methods are no more than seventy-two stunts, but if you can make mistakes again in the future, it is not difficult to integrate Buddhism's methods into one, and create a unique Buddhist stunt in ancient times.

At this time, the true qi of this nameless sweeping old monk also ran to the limit, and the true power was like beads, circulating in the meridians, and the skin on his face also changed.

I saw that the wrinkles on his face began to peel off inch by inch, and his face returned to the smooth and smooth appearance of his forties, and he no longer read the Buddha's name, smiled at Su Liu, and said: "After decades of life, it turns out that there are such characters under the Xiaoyao Gate." ”

"He knows the Xiaoyao faction, is he the Xiaoyaozi?"

Su Liu's heart moved slightly, and the nameless old monk in front of him instantly turned from extremely quiet to extremely moving, and soared from the top of the lonely peak, like a golden-winged Dapeng bird, with three thousand miles of wings wrapped in its wings, carrying the light of the sky, and its momentum instantly rose infinitely.

He had only used Shaolin Buddhism before, but the Buddhist initiates were faintly known by Su Liu's Son of Heaven.

Yin and yang are used together, the dragon and the tiger are crossed, and the martial arts have reached the point where ordinary people can hardly match them, and the sweeping monk in the original book alone put down Murong and his son, Xiao Feng and his son, but he used the body protection of King Kong's incorruptible magic skills, and his shot was like electricity, and the victory or defeat was only between a few moves, so it was not clear what his strength was, after all, at this time, the world did not mention Xiao Feng, the god of war who was blessed with a hundred years of Xuangong's luck, as well as the Lord of the Shifting Flower Palace, Invite Yue, and the invincible Yan Nantian of the Divine Sword.

However, when his skill was urging for twelve minutes, he let out a long roar, causing the clouds on the top of the mountain to roll up, as if swallowing the entire glow.

People are on the lonely peak, but they seem to be in the clouds, wrapped in thousands of rays of light, and suddenly chanted: "The opportunity to be free, God is in line with the common way, the deeds are forgotten, sent and sent, forgotten and forgotten, and then entered the heavy ........"

"Since you are my Taoist, take me with a sword!"

At this time, he seemed to have really forgotten where he was, and even more so that he didn't have a sword in his hand.

The clouds gathered in mid-air and condensed into a pillar of smoke and cloud sword, tumbling majestic, more than ten zhang long.

This sword was like a whimsy, the antelope hung its horns, but there was no trace to follow, so it was slashed down so blatantly, and slashed in front of Su Liu.

Su Liu's pupils contracted suddenly, this sweeping monk actually brought him a feeling of death oppression, but between his mud pills and yellow court, a trace of spiritual light suddenly swept through.

"You have forgotten everything, but I understand the mystical way, and I will also return you with no sword, the famous sword fourteen!"

"The heart is not only the hand of the sword, but if you forget the sword in your hand and fight the enemy, you can kill the enemy with more than the heart. If you realize that this person is empty, my self is empty, my hands are empty, and my sword is empty, then my mind is not controlled by emptiness. ”

The heart moves with the thought, and the mind drives the sword to turn.

He didn't draw his sword, his hands were empty, and he didn't even have a sword.

People are empty, I am empty, my hands are empty, my sword is empty, everything is empty, and my mind is a sword!

Laugh at!

In mid-air, a subtle and clear sword sound suddenly sounded, as if it resounded through the heavens and the earth in an instant, making this lonely peak tremble.

The empty sword qi **** flew away, condensed into a sword gang above the sword, and every sword gang was full of Gengjin qi that was sharp to the extreme.

The fourteenth sword vs the heavy sword of life!

As a result, there was nothing left in the air, and even the gathered clouds were blown away, and only the sword intent remained in the air.

Su Liu squinted at the brilliant sunset behind the clouds, hugged his fists and said, "Mr. has deceived the world, but he can't fool me." Since he has made a debut door to Xuangong and obtained the way of re-mysticism, he is a person in my Tao, how can he be invisible to Buddhism, it is really strange. ”

The old man sighed: "The Tao is natural, the Dharma is also natural, and the Buddha is also the Tao, and they are inseparable from each other." The old man's name is Bixuzi, talking about the teacher, and he also had Xiaoyaozi teach a few martial arts back then, and he also has some connections with you. ”

Su Liu chuckled lightly and said: "No wonder between the demeanor of the old man, there is still a chic and easy atmosphere, not all of the Buddha's benevolence and harmony, you know the martial arts of the Xiaoyao faction well, it turns out that you are a disciple of Xiaoyaozi, brother, do you know where Xiaoyaozi went." ”

Bi Xuzi looked at Su Liu deeply, his eyes were heavy, and he said word by word: "Break the void." (To be continued.) )