I saw the old monk carrying two corpses, straight to the back of the mountain, I didn't see how he ran, walking between and ordinary people is no different, but in the blink of an eye, the person is already a few zhang away, and then in the blink of an eye, and then out of the distance, the wonder of light work, it is unheard of and unseen, and everyone in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is amazed.

Master Xuan, a senior monk of Shaolin Temple, said: "Amitabha, there are such senior monks in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, but we don't know anything, and we are guilty of sin. ”

The bodies of Xiao Feng and Murong Fu's father were carried by the old monk, and the two chased after the old monk at the same time, Su Yang said to Li Qiushui Tianshan Tong's grandmother: "Chase quickly!" Li Qiushui and Tianshan Tong's grandmother took Su Yang's hand and followed, and the monks of Shaolin Temple were not far behind.

Between the runs, Su Yang only felt that the mountain peak was like a knife, and everyone's martial arts were immediately high, Xiao Feng was the first to make a move, and he was also the first to run, and he could send out a splitting palm to hit the old monk in front of him again and again between running, but the old monk was like he had calculated it a long time ago, and Xiao Feng's splitting palm was always empty.

Li Qiushui and Tianshan Tong carried Su Yang alone, and they didn't see how hard they worked, and they were the most chic and elegant between their actions, like a fairy in the sky floating in mid-air, only half a zhang behind Xiao Feng, but looking at the expressions and movements of the two of them, they had not yet fully exerted their strength, otherwise it was unknown if they could catch up with the old monk.

Murong Fu and Xiao Feng started at the same time, and at this time they were already more than a foot behind the four people, and he ran with all his might, but he was always so far behind. Rao is like this, compared to the Shaolin Temple monks behind, the two masters of the Xuanzi generation are still a lot faster, and they follow closely in the first wave of pursuers.

In fact, there is another one in the first wave, Kumachi. After this person was hit by the life and death talisman, he knew that he had no luck, so he could only follow behind Tianshan Tong's grandmother. I thought that there would be a big war later, if this woman died, I would be finished, and I had to follow her firmly, maybe I could pick up some cheap from it, and there were other opportunities to solve the control of the life and death charm, but I don't know, although he was in the life and death charm. But his martial arts were not lost, and he was firmly behind Murong Fu, neither exerting his strength nor being thrown off by everyone.

The old monk in front of him turned around in the middle of the barren mountain. Turning west, he came to a flat place in the forest, and placed the two corpses under a tree, and both sat cross-legged. He sat behind the second corpse. Both palms against the vests of the two corpses.

As soon as he sat down, Xiao Feng and the others had already arrived, and when they saw that the old monk was behaving differently, they didn't step forward to make a move.

I only heard the old monk say: "I carried them around for a while, and they lived their blood." ”

"Living blood?" Everyone is incredible, these two people have obviously been shot to death, what kind of blood are they living? What bloodline does the dead have to live? Gu Mozhi even thought that this old monk had become a madman by practicing martial arts, and he said twice in a weird way.

The old monk said to himself, "Their internal injuries are too serious. They must first be put to sleep and then try to be rescued. ”

Xiao Feng's heart sank. muttered, "Isn't my father dead?" He...... Is he treating his father's injuries? How can there be a way in the world to beat someone to death first and then heal his wounds? ”

"Does the Loose Sect have this kung fu?" Su Yang asked Tianshan Tong's grandmother.

Tianshan Tong's grandmother said with a yin smile: "The Xiaoyao faction has a lot of kung fu to beat the living to death, but I haven't heard of the kung fu of making the dead alive, junior sister, what do you say?" ”

Li Qiushui said with a smile: "Senior sister, what are these words, the little sister's martial arts are not as good as you, if you talk about killing, how can you ask the little sister?" ”

Tianshan Tong smiled and said: "That's it, your fox kung fu, maybe you can seduce the dead alive." ”

Li Qiushui sighed faintly: "This is also a matter of no law, who made me born with this appearance, it is better than some people who have been dwarfs all their lives!" ”

"You woman, who are you scolding!" Tianshan Tong was furious.

"Shut up!" Su Yang's head was about to explode, and he said angrily: "You are both finished!" Add up to almost two hundred years old, what's there to make noise every day! ”

Before the words were finished, a chill suddenly climbed up the spine, and the second daughter turned her head to look at Su Yang gloomily, and sneered: "What do you say, say it again." ”

As he spoke, the Shaolin monks arrived one after another, and suddenly saw two corpses on the ground in front of them, and wisps of white gas suddenly emerged from the top of their heads.

The old monk turned the two corpses around, faced each other, and then pulled the four hands of the two corpses into each other's hands.

Murong Fu shouted, "You...... You...... What is this for? ”

The old monk didn't answer, and walked slowly around the two corpses, and couldn't help but stretch out his hand to slap, sometimes on Xiao Yuanshan's "big vertebral acupoint", and sometimes on Murong Bo's "jade pillow acupoint", only to see that the white gas on the top of the two corpses' heads was getting thicker and thicker.

"White gas?" Su Yang looked at Tianshan Tong and said, "You can also breathe white gas, right?" ”

Tianshan Tong glared at him: "I'm not a dead person!" ”

Li Qiushui was about to speak again, but Su Yang quickly interrupted her, pointed ahead, and said, "Look! ”

Looking in the direction of his finger, he saw that Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo's bodies actually trembled slightly at the same time, and they came to life.

Xiao Feng and Murong Fu met in surprise and shouted together: "Daddy! ”

Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo slowly opened their eyes, glanced at each other, and then closed them. But seeing Xiao Yuanshan's face flushed, Murong Bo's face was faintly green.

Only then did everyone understand that the old monk had just beaten the two of them on the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, which only made them temporarily stop their breath and their hearts from beating, which should be a method of healing serious internal injuries. Many people with profound internal skills have practiced the method of "turtle breath", but it is unbelievable to automatically stop breathing, and to slap others to stop breathing and not die. Since this old monk was out of kindness, he could have made it clear in advance, why did he make such a big joke, so that Xiao Feng and Murong Fu were so tired that he was furious, and he was even more tired that he was slapped by Xiao Feng and spurted blood from his mouth? Everyone's hearts were full of doubts, but seeing that the old monk was engrossed in turning his palm, no one dared to ask.

Gradually, I heard that Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo's breathing was loud and low, getting heavier and heavier, and then Xiao Yuanshan's face became red, and then he was about to drip blood, but Murong Bo's face became more and more blue, and he was very scary. The audience knows that one is too strong and the fire is rushing, but the other is too strong and the wind is cold.

Suddenly, I heard the old monk shouting, "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 holding each other, listening to the old monk's drink, he couldn't help but tighten his palms, and the internal breath in each person's body poured towards each other, integrating and comprehending, and making up for the deficiency with surplus, the faces of the two gradually turned red and turned blue, and became pale; After another moment, the two of them opened their eyes at the same time and smiled at each other.

Xiao Feng and Murong Fu each saw their father open their eyes and smile, and they were indescribably relieved. I saw Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo standing up hand in hand and kneeling down in front of the old monk together. The 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 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 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 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 your ordination." I have a few words that I might as well share with you. "Immediately sit upright and say.

Xiao Feng and Murong Fu saw their father kneeling, and then knelt down. When the monks who came heard the old monk talk about the subtleties, they couldn't help but be very happy, and their hearts of admiration rose spontaneously, and they all knelt down, and even Gu Mozhi and others couldn't help but show joy and relief.

Of the people present, only Su Yang stood and looked at the nameless old monk, one scene after another flashed in his mind, and thousands of clues were suddenly strung together.

"Murong Dragon City!" Su Yang suddenly shouted loudly!

He can't exercise his strength now, but this shout was shouted out at the top of his throat, and everyone present heard it clearly, and they all turned their heads to look at him.

Murong Longcheng is the ancestor of the Murong family, Murong Bo's father, the original "Dou Zhuan Xing Shift" stunt, crisscrossing the rivers and lakes, invincible in the world, can be regarded as one of the strongest people in Jin Yong's world, entangled the heroes, intent on recovering the country, but unfortunately the providence made people, Zhao Kuangyin took the lead in establishing the Great Song Dynasty, at that time, the four seas were peaceful, and the people's minds were at peace, although Murong Longcheng's martial arts were strong, he finally made no achievements, only passed down the martial arts of Dou Zhuan Xing and the ancestral training of the restoration of the country, and ended up depressed.

The monks of Shaolin Temple all looked at each other angrily, annoyed that Su Yang disturbed the old monk's statement, for these monks, listening to the Fa was interrupted, just like someone knocking on the door when ordinary people were having fun, how could they not be angry, and Murong Bo and Murong Fu were even more strange and annoyed.

Murong Fu shouted in a low voice: "Master Su, what do you mean by this!" The names of my ancestors are secret, how can they roar at will! Although your martial arts skills are high, you have repeatedly insulted my Murong clan, and you are not talented in the next place, so you can ask for advice today! ”

"You're too glassy, when did I 'repeat' insult your Murong clan?" Su Yang glanced at Gu Mozhi, Gu Mo Zhi comprehended, blocked between Murong Fu and Su Yang, and said: "Murong Gongzi is not going to be angry, there must be a reason for what Su Gongzi said." ”

Murong Fu was even more angry, and secretly said that this monk was still my family's arm a moment ago, how could he stand on the side of that kid now, how could any good thing be obtained by him? Could it be that the kid will be demagogic and can't do it?

Murong Bo said slowly: "I don't know why the donor called my father by his name, my father rode a crane to the west forty-three years ago. ”

Su Yang didn't speak, just stared at the nameless old monk.

The nameless old monk suddenly sighed and said, "Forty-three years, Bo'er, you were only eleven years old back then, and now your temples are pale. (To be continued......)