"Hugh has to say more!" Murong Bo shook his head and said to the nameless old monk: "The master has already enlightened me and Xiao Laoxia, and he must have seen it through. ”

The nameless old monk nodded, asked Murong Fu, and said, "Fu'er, how are your martial arts better than mine?" ”

Murong replied: "Grandson is ashamed that he failed to transfer the family heirloom to the depths, which will damage the prestige of the Murong clan!" ”

"And how is your wisdom and prestige compared to me?" The old monk asked again.

Murong replied: "It's far inferior!" ”

The old monk smiled: "In this case, I can't do anything without faking my death, why do you want to force it?" If one day, the Great Song Dynasty is rotten, and the people are not able to make a living, there will naturally be heroes who will rise up, and when the time comes, even if you don't do it, the current affairs in the world can't help you not to do it, on the contrary, if you are strong, it will be nothing more than blocking the car against the current, which will only increase your troubles. Over the years, I have read and read the scriptures, and my mood has gradually calmed down, and I often regret that if I didn't have this ambition back then, I tried to dominate the world in vain, and only played chess and discussed with Wu Yanzi in the free school, what a happy fairy day it was? ”

"But" Murong Fu wanted to say something, the nameless old monk waved his hand and said: "But I won't stop you, at my age, I may be able to look down on you, but you are young and vigorous, no matter how you persuade you, you will definitely not accept it in your heart, everyone's lives have already been doomed, and they can't be forced to ask for it." ”

"Master Mercy." Xuan Lin said.

The old monk laughed at himself: "I hurt others and myself, what mercy can I have, I have not left the temple for more than ten years, repented of the Buddha, and only atonement for my sins." ”

Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo have taken refuge in the Three Jewels under the enlightenment of the Dharma, an unknown old monk. Became a monk in the Shaolin Temple. The two not only resolved their hatred and resentment, but also became brothers, and the nameless old monk himself had a bizarre background. This was something that no one expected, it was actually Murong Longcheng, who had been dead for many years, and everyone was amazed and surprised.

Shaolin, in the hall of the Great Hero.

The abbot of Xuanci was kind and said to Su Yang: "The donor has come this time and has done a great good thing for Wulin. It has eliminated a huge disaster, and it is really immeasurable. ”

"It is the Dharma that has great merit, not below." Su Yang said with a smile: "If Murong Longcheng is not enlightened by Buddhism. It will not be completely dissolved, in the final analysis, it is still the foresight of the master of the spiritual sect back then. ”

Xuan Ci suddenly smiled and said: "The donor is putting gold on the face of the temple, and the martial arts recorded in the Yijin Sutra are just that." However, the scriptures are the operation of the ancestor of Bodhidharma. It is a treasure of this temple, and the donor is asked to return it. ”

Abbot Xuanci is a person who understands, no matter who is in the hands of this martial arts treasure of Yi Jin Jing, it is impossible to come back so in vain, especially since Su Yang is still followed by two big devils, and his own identity is also extremely strange, and his seniority is so high that even Murong Longcheng is called a senior. It was impossible to rob it, so he only said to return the original Yijin Sutra. As for whether Su Yang made another transcription, he didn't say anything.

This favor Su Yang naturally did it happily, and after returning the original, he whispered something in Xuan Ci's ear.

The voice of these words was extremely small, and no one except Xuan Ci heard them, but Xuan Ci's face changed drastically.

"Master, monks are also human beings, and monks may not be homeless.

After speaking, he left Shaolin with his second daughter

Outside the Shaolin Temple, Xiao Feng is looking at the temple and worshipping.

"What are Brother Xiao's plans next?" Su Yang asked.

"I don't have much to do." Xiao Feng said: "Listening to the words of the old monk, I know that the calculations come and go, and in the end they are useless, instead of planning and calculating, it is better to be at peace with the encounter, the world is big, whether it is Khitan Xixia, or the Central Plains, where can it not be accommodated?" ”

"Outside the Yanmen Gate, can anyone wait?" Su Yang suddenly asked.

Xiao Feng laughed and said: "Outside the Yanmen Gate, stuff the cattle and sheep, and I will not live up to the contract." ”

Looking at the man in front of him, Su Yang suddenly had an indescribable taste.

What exactly is a hero? Xiao Feng did not go to Daliao as an official, did not fight the heroes of the Central Plains with his own strength, did not monopolize the three masters in Shaolin Temple, and did not spill blood at Yanmen Pass to persuade the Khitan army to retreat.

This hero is a little less tragic, and Xiao Feng, who does not have these, is no longer the Xiao Feng in the original plot.

But this Xiao Feng must live faster than Xiao Feng in the original plot.

A hero is a mountain, a mountain that can't be put down when you carry it, a mountain that can crush people to death.

"There is a second-class token here, Brother Xiao should not dislike it." Su Yang was originally going to give him a first-class piece, but now that he is giving him a second-class one, he feels a lot better.

Xiao Feng nodded, took the token and stuffed it into his arms without looking at it, strode into the distance, and said without looking back: "If you have time, remember to come to me for a drink." ”

The sound of the system returning in Su Yang's heart has sounded.

"I have something to do and need to leave for a few days, you two are waiting for me in the Vulture Palace, and the next time we meet, maybe we can cure your hidden danger."

Li Qiushui said: "That's it, what can you do if you don't cure it." ”

Tianshan Tong's grandmother said: "The monk temple of Shaolin Temple is really unacceptable, listening to these monks talk too much, they have become a little indifferent and light." Your martial arts have not yet recovered, so cherish it! ”

Not long after Su Yang left, at the foot of the Shaolin Temple, Murong Fu and his party.

Bao Wei said: "Childe, this time I met the old man, I Bao is different and seems to be different, but what the old man said, I feel very reasonable, I don't know what the son plans to do next?" ”

Murong Fu's face sank like water, and he didn't answer for a long time.

The storm also said: "We are people in the rivers and lakes, after we go back, we will concentrate on studying martial arts, find some powerful opponents and hurt a few fights, if we can't beat us, we will practice again, and if we fight, we will find more powerful ones, so if we fight all the way, wouldn't it be happy!" ”

Bao Wei shook his head and said: "No, no, you're just it, what kind of character is our son, how can you find someone else to fight lightly, isn't it self-defeating?" Even if we want to fight, we must have the famous heroes in the rivers and lakes to challenge us, and if we win first, we will be qualified to see the golden face of the prince! ”

The two of them were talking on the side, but Murong Fu's heart was agitated!

That's it?

From the beginning of his memory, the first sentence he learned was to recover Dayan, practice martial arts in his childhood, as long as he was a little slack, he would be scolded by his mother, he has always demanded himself as a royal family for decades, no matter how he treats people and things, life and daily life, it is full of royal demeanor.

Since he was a child, he has always firmly believed, or rather fantasized, that one day, he can walk on the top of the Huanghuang Imperial Steps, lead to the golden throne, and accept the worship of all people!

Even if he was reckless in the rivers and lakes, he never put those so-called martial arts masters in his eyes, but only regarded them as pawns that could be used, because he firmly believed that the blood flowing in his body was ten thousand times more noble than these people!

Even if his martial arts are stronger than him, such as Xiao Feng, he hates, he respects, and he fears, but he has never looked down on these people! Because they're just grass people, and I'm royalty!

It was his ideals, his dreams, his beliefs, and even his things that had been embedded in his bones.

And today, I suddenly told him that you were wrong, you are the same as them, you are not as good as them! That throne will never and should not belong to you!

How does this make him accept!

And today, he was asked to give up all this qiē!

How easy is this to say, how is it possible? How is it possible for a living person to have all the blood and bones from his body smashed?

He is not reconciled and will never compromise!

Even if I die, even if it's only for one day, I will be the emperor, and I am no different from you mediocre people.

He began to hate, especially Su Yang of the Xia Ke Island, if it weren't for Su Yang, he would have become the leader of the thirty-six caves and seventy-two islands, if it weren't for Su Yang, his grandfather wouldn't have said that, he was still the grandson of the Great Yan Emperor; If it weren't for Su Yang, he would be able to defeat Xiao Feng today and shock Shaolin!

He even began to think that if it weren't for Su Yang, he would have become the Great Yan Emperor.

He went a little crazy.

"Enough!"

Murong Fu shouted: "You two are going to talk about it again!" ”

Murong Fu has a deep mind, Bao Wei and the turmoil are several generations of retainers, loyal to the Murong family, Murong Fu has always treated the two of them as brothers, and has never had a cold face, at this time suddenly angry, these two people were shocked, and somehow provoked the son-in-law.

"I have long seen that the two of you have never taken the major affairs of my Murong family to heart, and have always been perfunctory!" Murong Fu's eyes were red, and he said coldly: "Okay, okay, you are greedy for life and afraid of death, you don't dare to follow me to return to the country, if you want to be greedy for comfort in Yanziwu, then get out!" My father and grandfather are old and have no ambitions, but I Murong Fu will not be as cowardly as them, and I will never be rolling in the rivers and lakes all my life, and one day I will be able to recover Dayan and reign in the world! ”

"Childe, that's not what we meant!" Storm Evil hurriedly explained.

Murong Fu didn't allow him to talk too much at all, his arms shook, pushed the two of them away, snorted and sneered, his body was like electricity, and he ran down the mountain, and between his actions, he was already a little crazy.

Bao Wei and Feng Chao chased after each other, these two people's martial arts were far inferior to Murong Fu, and Murong Fu was not seen after a while.

Under Murong Fu's madness, he ran around the mountains at will, and the depression in his heart increased greatly, and he couldn't help but shout loudly, and the shaking mountains and forests echoed everywhere.

At this moment, another voice sounded in the mountains and forests, and compared to Murong Fu's roar, although it was not big, it seemed to be everywhere.

A red shadow fell in front of Murong Fu, blocking Murong Fu's way.

"Hmph, the martial arts are good, but they are so unbearable, and they still want to ascend the throne, it's ridiculous."

"Who are you!" Murong Fu stood still suddenly, only to see a red-clothed man appear out of nowhere in front of him, this person was covered in a red robe, and he was clearly a man, but his skin was lubricated, and his face was still a little fat, and he looked nondescript.

There were three people standing behind him, an old man with a strange-shaped weapon, and a man in white.

There is another person he knows, it is actually Ding Chunqiu, the head of the dignified Star Sect standing behind this person, with a flattering face, like a slave.

"Who am I?" The man in red laughed, and the laughter was indescribably sad.

"Who am I? I, like you, am a person who has a deep blood feud with Su Yang! (To be continued......)