In front of the Shaolin Temple, the man in black and the man in gray suddenly appeared to surprise everyone, the two people in this fight are extremely high martial arts, and the Shaolin stunts used are all moving.

Xuan Ci and other senior monks stood behind, looking at each other, and there was fear in their eyes. The two of them hid in Shaolin and stole martial arts stunts, they didn't know yet, if these two people spread Shaolin stunts out of the Shaolin stunt one day, the Shaolin Temple would ...... A few monks almost understood, Xuan Sheng forgot about Xuan Ci and Xuan Lonely, so he quietly stepped back, he grabbed the two disciples, and secretly instructed all the Shaolin disciples to block the mountain, so as not to be run away by the two.

Today, no matter what, these two people are not allowed to go out of Shaomuro Mountain!

Suddenly, the moves of the two people in the fight changed, one was fierce and ruthless, and the move was fatal, and the other was mysterious and ingenious, resolving the danger invisibly. Seeing the moves of the gray-clothed monk, everyone was sure that this was a member of the Murong family, and some of the older figures were even sure that it was Murong Bo, and seeing the martial arts of the black-clothed man, Xuan Ci immediately changed color and exclaimed: "Xiao Yuanshan!" You're not dead? ”

"Xiao Yuanshan? Father ......" Xiao Feng was shocked and looked at the man in black with an incredulous expression. When the man in black heard Xuan Ci call his name, he jumped back and retreated. He ripped off his face towel, revealing a face that was almost identical to Xiao Feng's.

"This ......" The heroes were stunned, Xiao Feng was even more surprised, he stepped forward, bowed to the ground, and said in a trembling voice: "Daddy...... You're not dead......"

Xiao Yuanshan smiled and said, "Good boy, good boy, I am your father." The general appearance of our two masters, you don't need to remember it, everyone knows that I am your Laozi. With a stretch of his hand, he tore open the placket of his chest, revealing a thorny wolf head. When Xiao Feng saw it, he also got up and ripped open his clothes, revealing the almost identical wolf head. The two stood here side by side, one old but in good spirits. A young and heroic man is really shocking.

"Feng'er, I used to think that Xuan Ci was our enemy, but I didn't expect that there would be a Murong Bo behind me. If it weren't for Feng'er this time, he would have really let this old thief escape......" Xiao Yuanshan pointed at Murong Bo, his face showing hatred.

"You speak politely...... Murong Fu shouted, looking at the man in gray with burning eyes. Father, will it be a father? He shouted in his heart, and Murong Bo also took off the face towel, revealing his appearance. "Father. Is it really you, you're not dead? Murong Fu was overjoyed. Murong Bo patted him on the shoulder, did not shy away from everyone, and said: "Back then, my father faked his death, and even your mother was deceived by me, so you naturally don't know." Abbot Xuanci, how have you been lately? ”

"Amitabha! Amitabha! Xuan Ci looked sad and hissed: "Old donor Murong, I have been friends with you for many years. I have always respected you as a person. On that day, you reported to me and informed me about the Liao people, and the old man was convinced. Then he killed a good guy by mistake. I'll never see you again. Later, when I heard the news of your death, the old man mourned very much, thinking that you were the same as the old man, and he also misbelieved people's words. It caused bitter fruit, and felt guilty in his heart, so that he died young. How do you know how to do it...... Alas! His long sigh really contained endless remorse and blame, and the complicated feeling was that passers-by felt sad when they heard it.

Although Xiao Feng and Xiao Yuanshan had long known about Murong Bo's fake news, and also knew about the identity of his Murong family, after listening to Xuan Ci's words at this time, their hearts were truly determined, and the hatred that was not at home surged up.

"Murong old thief, return my wife's life!" Xiao Yuanshan roared, and the roar was shocking, containing infinite grief. His body was like black lightning, and he rushed forward in an instant, and Xiao Feng on the side saw this, and he no longer had patience and rushed over. Murong Fu was afraid that his father would be caught by the two, so he immediately followed, and the four of them fought together in an instant, and the scattered strength made the surrounding heroes exclaim.

These four people are all martial arts masters, and they are the top masters, even if Murong Fu is inferior, it is not weak. They fought together, and their strength was scattered, and those who were close to them all felt the strong wind blowing on their faces, and they were in pain.

During the fight, Murong Bo's strength leaked out, shaking off the branches of the big tree on the side, and the monks of Shaolin Temple saw that their faces changed, and Xuan Lonely shouted: "Wei Tuo pestle!" ”

"Amitabha! Amitabha! Xuan Ci recited the Buddha's name again, and the people around him also came to their senses. Master Xuanbei of Shaolin died under his stunt Wei Tuo pestle, everyone used to do it by Murong Fu, but it has always been a doubt whether his skills can kill Master Xuanbei, and now Murong Bo has missed this hand, but everyone knows that it was Murong Bo who did it.

Thinking of Xuan Bei's death, many people thought of Ke Baisui, Master Zhiguang, Zhao Qiansun and others, could it be that these people were also killed by Murong Bo?

Everyone is suspicious, but there is no time to explain here, Xiao Yuanshan has been hiding Shaolin for more than 30 years in order to take revenge, and now that he has seen the enemy, he is red-eyed, where will he say those things.

With a bang, another strong palm force intersected, Murong Fu stepped back a few steps, but Xiao Feng didn't move at all, he raised his foot and was about to step forward, but Murong Bo took the opportunity to point over. Xiao Feng dodged sideways, Murong Bo pulled Murong Fu and ran quickly, but the direction he walked was not under the mountain, but Shaolin Temple.

Xiao Yuanshan and Xiao Feng didn't think much about it at all, they raised their feet and chased after them, the four of them were extremely skilled, and they disappeared in front of everyone in the blink of an eye, everyone wanted to chase, but where could they still see their shadows.

Just when everyone was babbling, Xuan Ci said the Buddha's name, suppressed everyone's voices, and said: "Friends, Shaolin must give you an explanation for this matter." Senior Brother Xuan, take people into Shaolin and look for the traces of the four people! ”

"Yes!" Xuan said quietly, immediately gathered the Shaolin disciples, and entered the Shaolin with the group of heroes.

In a wing room of the Shaolin Scripture Pavilion, Lin Heng and the sweeping monk sat opposite each other, their eyes closed, and the invisible qi swirled and flew in front of the two of them. Suddenly, the sweeping monk opened his eyes, and the energy in front of him increased greatly, and he broke Lin Heng's energy in an instant. Lin Heng sighed, opened his eyes and said, "The master is really good!" ”

"Donor, the old monk still has something to do, so I'll leave first!" The sweeping monk got up and walked away quickly. Lin Heng shook his head, he knew what the sweeping monk was doing, and he didn't want to interfere. When he is in such a situation, why should he interfere? What he needs is the profundity of his own skills, and fighting with the sweeping monk is for this. It's a pity that the difference between the two is a bit big, although the sweeping monk accompanies him to practice, but as soon as he works, Lin Heng's strength is broken.

Sit in the wing. Lin Heng carefully pondered the strength of the sweeping monk just now, and also pondered his own strength, the confrontation between the two of them was the swaying of his own strength and the power of heaven and earth, which was of great benefit to him, and he needed to understand it seriously. It's just that not long after he closed his eyes, he heard the sound of breaking the air, turned his head to look, and a figure flashed, and then two more flashed. He knew that it was the sweeping monk, Xiao Feng, and Murong Fu. Shake your head. Lin Heng didn't care about them, and sat down there.

Outside just now, Lin Heng was still paying attention to them, and he was also worried that Lin Chongyang had some conspiracy. But suddenly, Lin Heng figured it out.

What are you worried about Lin Chongyang doing? What are you worried about him?

Lin Chongyang is another self, although he has his own consciousness, but the essence remains the same, and the same is true for Lin Chaoying, but he is a woman. So it's extreme, but Lin Chongyang shouldn't, all he wants is to live. Besides, they can't do it directly on their own. It's impossible to do anything to Li Qingluo, so what are you afraid of?

Yes, there is nothing to be afraid of. His so-called demons are just his own demons. Maybe he didn't know what to do. The demons in his heart were born from outside, but when Lin Chaoying died, he understood the truth of the matter. The so-called inner demon is no longer an external demon, but an internal demon. He was afraid of himself, not Lin Chongyang. The CCTV version of Xiaoao Zhongfang Zheng Master has a good saying, the heart demon is the devil, and the heart Buddha is the Buddha. At the center of everything is nothing else but your own heart. How do you think, it is difficult for others to be controlled, it is you who can control the direction of life, when you are controlled by others, you will inevitably breed demons.

At this time, he figured out what was in his heart, his mind was naturally comfortable, and the realm of the whole person was inexplicably raised to a higher level. Lin Heng didn't know what was going on, so he came to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and discussed with the sweeping monk.

They didn't speak, they just talked about martial arts, and through the competition, he understood that he had no problem, but his mood was high. That's a good thing!

"Years of cultivation, a thought blooms!"

Lin Heng stood in the wing, looking up to the sky and roaring, his laughter shook the sky, all over the entire Shaomu Mountain, his voice was clear and passionate, no one heard it, his heart trembled when he heard it, but he didn't feel the slightest discomfort.

In a room in Shaolin Temple, the sweeping monk who was teaching the Dharma to everyone sitting down heard the howling sound inexplicably, he showed a smile, and said softly: "Heaven and earth are for me, I think I have no self!" Amitabha! ”

Although this sentence is light, it has reached everyone's ears, but they don't understand, maybe the only one who catches a little bit of the reason is Xiao Feng, he first listened to Lin Heng's howling, and felt that the howling sound was very weird, stirring his mind, so that he couldn't help but follow the whistling sound to agitate his true qi, and then the sweeping monk's words shocked his heart, as if a bright light flashed in his eyes, but when he looked at it again, it was already gone.

The flashing light is not so easy to grasp, Xiao Feng doesn't know much, and many places are not clear, he can enter the natural realm by Lin Heng, but he himself is not clear, naturally he can't be like Lin Heng, his mind is clear. If he concentrates on martial arts, I believe that he will also be like Lin Heng and enter the innate realm of selflessness early.

In the Scripture Pavilion, a storm blew around Lin Heng's body, and the tables and chairs around him were swaying with an invisible force, as if a clear stream came from heaven and earth, and entered from Lin Heng's Baihui and poured into his body.

Inexplicably, fine sweat flowed from the pores of the skin on his body, and a trace of white gas rose up. Slowly, the fine sweat changed color, black and black, and adhered to his skin.

With a trembling sound, the black dirt on Lin Heng's skin fell off, revealing a rejuvenated skin, which was like jade, white and red, which was really attractive. This kind of skin really doesn't look like a human being.

It's just that although the skin is beautiful, it quickly went down, and it was replaced by ordinary skin, and if you look closely, it is not much different from his usual appearance, but it is slightly whiter and tenderer.

"Is this the spiritual energy entering the body, washing the meridians and cutting the marrow?" Lin Heng clenched his fists, looked at his white and tender hands, and muttered to himself. With a slight wave, five sharp sword qi shot out from his fingers, flying and soaring in the air, breaking through the window and disappearing into the sky.

After selflessness, there is naturally no sword. I am a sword, so why should I have a sword!

One epiphany triggered two breakthroughs, which was really Lin Heng's surprise. (To be continued......)