"Unjust and unjust, ......" sweeping monk was full of compassion and slowly shook his head, "Buddhism was originally a pure place, but it has turned into a place for fame and fortune, and now it has become a Shura killing field, and the corpse is full of halls, if the Bodhidharma patriarch is reincarnated, I am afraid that I will regret spreading the Dharma to the east, Amitabha, good, good......"

Xuan Ci's expression was gloomy, and he was silent for a long time before he folded his hands and said, "Could it be that the old master saved the poor monk just now?" ”

The sweeping monk sighed and bowed slightly: "See the abbot." ”

Xuan Ci hurriedly returned the salute and was about to speak, but the sweeping monk turned his head, ignored him, and continued to look at He Xie.

"This little benefactor has perfected his Taoist martial arts, and he actually combines the small Wuxiang Gong of the Xiaoyao School, the Pure Yang Supreme Gong and the internal power of a pure Yin into one, negative Yin and embrace Yang, which is really amazing." The sweeping monk said slowly, it turned out to be the origin of the evil internal strength.

He Xie was not surprised, the sweeping monk could see his origin, and he could also see the origin of the sweeping monk.

Because the sweeping monk has a martial arts foundation, there is also the shadow of the free school, although it is not any kind of free martial arts, but it is absolutely the same root.

He Xie has always suspected that the sweeping monk is Xiaoyaozi, but now it seems that this is not the case.

But he must have had an extraordinary relationship with Xiaoyaozi.

Who is he?

He Xie had a lot of thoughts in his mind, but he also said slowly: "The predecessors have martial arts that combine yin and yang, and return to the basics, but it's a pity, it's a pity that it's ......."

He shook his head, a look of pity on his face.

He could see that the reason why the sweeping monk seemed to return to the basics was not that his cultivation had really reached this realm, but that the sweeping monk was injured, very seriously injured, and his body was like a black hole, locking all the internal forces in the body, moisturizing his broken body.

Not only that, but the old man is also taking the path of yin and yang, but his road has come to an end, and there is no possibility of going further.

But the internal force that runs all the time in the sweeping monk's dantian still gave He Xie great inspiration and surprise.

Is it true that internal forces can only operate in the meridians?

Every move of this sweeping monk, every breath and breath is cultivation, every pore of his body can absorb true qi at any time, and if necessary, his internal force can also be sent out from every pore.

His internal strength has really reached the realm of volatilization.

The sweeping monk knew what the pity of He heresy was, and his face also showed a trace of regret: "Tao gives birth to one, life to two, two to three, three to all things, all things are negative yin and embrace yang, and they are impulsive and think they are peaceful." It turns out that the most profound truth of martial arts has been widely spread in the world, and the poor monk has traveled thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, wasted a hundred years, and has been struggling to find the answer, in fact, it has long been placed in front of him without knowing it, pitiful, sad, lamentable! ”

Except for He Xie, Qiao Feng and Huang Sheng didn't seem to understand what he said, and the rest of them just felt weird, Lao Tzu's remarks actually came out of the mouth of a monk.

In fact, when people reach a certain level, whether it is Buddha, Taoism, or Confucianism, all the truths in the world can be used to bless themselves, and there will be no portal view at all.

As far as evil is, although he admires Taoism in his bones, he actually believes that Buddhism is born and dies, and there is a vacuum, and as a Chinese, many Confucianism has long been integrated into his bones.

"If the poor monk saw the little benefactor forty or fifty years earlier, even if he abolished his cultivation for retraining, he would be willing." The sweeping monk looked at He Xie with a complicated expression, "The little donor is young and knows the way forward, and in time, he will become the first person in the past and present, and his achievements are limitless." ”

The meaning of the words is obviously that he also thinks that He Xie's path is right.

The heroes heard the old monk's evaluation of He Xie, they all had relatives, just this battle, only died under the sword of He Xie There are more than 100 people, this battle, there is no ancient, no one after him, will be remembered by future generations.

"The seniors came forward, do you have to stop the juniors?" He Xie looked at the sweeping monk deeply and asked, with a faint hunger and thirst in his heart.

This is the excitement and anticipation of meeting similar masters, and the feeling of being lost for a long time.

The sweeping monk smiled faintly: "If it is a martial arts competition, the little donor can't hold a hundred moves in the hands of the poor monk." But if you want to divide life and death, I am afraid that the poor monk will die under the sword of the donor within a hundred moves. The little donor was so angry that the poor monk didn't dare to stop it, but just wanted to come and ask for a favor. ”

After a pause, he sighed: "After all, the poor monk has lived in Shaolin for more than 40 years, and he can't bear to cut off the inheritance of Shaolin for hundreds of years. ”

He looked at He Xie and said with a smile: "I don't know the little donor, can you sell the face of the poor monk?" ”

At this moment, I only heard a scream from the other side, but it was Qi Liu who finally relied on the martial arts he learned from the Musashi Tower of the World Association to behead Chen Guyan under the knife.

He Xie didn't look back, he groaned slightly, and suddenly smiled.

"Six conditions, if the predecessors respond, Shaolin can be exempted from the disaster today." He said.

In fact, he didn't plan to completely destroy Shaolin, because since ancient times, there is a very unreasonable, but ubiquitous rule in Huaxia.

That is, to forgive and forgive, the dead are great, and the New Year is great, and those who come are coming......

Etcetera.

Shaolin harmed Qiao Feng and wanted to destroy the world, but he was pressed on the ground and rubbed by He Xie, this causal relationship is reasonable.

But if the result becomes that He Xie destroyed Shaolin, and Shaolin Temple has since perished, then He Xie will be pointed out by Qianfu.

There is no reason to talk about this kind of thing, and if you want to be happy, unless you don't care about your reputation.

Therefore, those who have always been happy to take revenge on the rivers and lakes have become "evil" if they are lucky, and those who are unlucky have become demons. If you want to be a hero and a decent leader, you must be broad-minded.

How can you show that you are broad-minded?

Repaying grievances with virtue is what the world wants to see the most.

This kind of thing that melts into the bones of the Chinese people, He Xie has no way to change it, and he has no interest in trying it out of his own strength, so he will not let the signboard of Shaolin be completely cut off.

He will give Shaolin a breath of air, reflecting his magnanimity.

In fact, many times, it is more cruel to do this, but the world thinks this, which is very strange.

"Is that so?" The sweeping monk also groaned slightly, and smiled at He Xie, "Can the little benefactor wait for a while." ”

He Xie stretched out his hand and made a gesture of please: "Senior, please take care of yourself." ”

The sweeping monk smiled again and thanked him, and turned around.

At this time, the remaining more than ten disciples of Shaolin supported each other and walked to Xuan Ci's side.

In the main hall before, there were more than 300 monks, but now there are only these left, and more than a dozen people have numbness and blankness on their faces.

The sweeping monk turned around, looked at Xuan Ci and sighed, and said, "Poor monk is bold, please abdicate the abbot, choose another virtuous one, and inherit the position of abbot." ”

Xuan Ci's expression was gloomy, he nodded slowly, and said in a hoarse voice: "Senior Brother Xuan Bei's Buddhism and martial arts are all exquisite, far better than the poor monk, and the position of the abbot of Shaolin is the only one he can bear." ”