[ps: The subscription is getting worse and worse, so I don't ask for a monthly pass, so let's ask for a subscription.] In the next volume, I really want to write Lu Xiaofeng, quickly write a volume of Gu Long, let me think about it specifically, is it better to write about the world of fusion, or the world alone. ]

After the sweeping monk appeared, he only lightly pressed it on the group of monks who had been hit by the life and death charm, and immediately untied the poison in the group of monks, which was really unbelievable and unbelievable.

Wow! All of a sudden, everyone at the scene showed a look of surprise and unspeakable surprise, and they all secretly thought in their hearts: "Who is this divine monk, and how can he still have such a great magical power?" ”

The next moment, the Central Plains group of heroes turned their eyes, and most of them couldn't help but look at the Shaolin monks, their thoughts were simple, since this person is from Shaolin, the senior monks of the Shaolin Xuanzi generation should always know, right?

This is still on the surface, and everyone can't help but suddenly realize that Shaolin has stood for hundreds of years without falling, and it really has its uniqueness.

Xuandu and the other monks were also full of surprise on their faces.

How did the people at the scene know, and who of them knew the origin of this sweeping monk? Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon? This is true, but the uniqueness is nonsense, before that, who knew the origin of this sweeping monk.

A miscellaneous monk who worked in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion said dumbly: "He ...... He actually knows martial arts? "Obviously, I have known the true identity of the sweeping monk for a long time.

When the sweeping monks were unlocking the life and death talismans for the monks in turn, Xuandu had already joined the ten and asked, "Amitabha, good and good." Thank you for the rescue, I don't know the master's number? ”

The sweeping monk returned the salute and said with a smile: "Master Xuandu is polite, but he doesn't dare to be polite." The old monk is just a lay disciple in charge of miscellaneous work in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and there is no Dharma name. ”

The heroes looked at each other, and they all guessed in their hearts what the hell Shaolin was doing. Xuandu made a noise of the Buddha's name: "Amitabha! And he said no more. After another cup of tea, the sweeping monk has untied all the monks who have been hit by the life and death charm.

Xuandu said loudly: "All retreat!" ”

Having seen the power of the life and death talisman, he knew that it was completely impossible to play the wheel tactic. As Xuan Ci said before, there is no need to start the battle in front of him, Yue Feng is already invincible.

If they continue to be entangled, even if they can kill Yue Feng in the end, Shaolin will definitely be defeated, this is definitely not the result they want. If this is the case, it is better not to go against Yue Feng, close the mountain for thirty or fifty years, and wait for no Yue Feng in this world, and Shaolin will open the mountain again, and it will still be the Taishan Beidou of the rivers and lakes.

Of course, this is only the most tragic outcome.

Now the situation in the field has changed again, if this unpredictable old monk in front of him can defeat Yue Feng with his own strength, that is the best result, not only to complete the task assigned by the Great Song Dynasty, Shaolin in the rivers and lakes can become the existence of the unrivaled in one fell swoop, at that time, even the world's largest gang of beggars, is also inferior, Shaolin can be said to be a monopoly, Buddhism will be spread throughout the Great Song Dynasty, Taoism squeezed aside, it is not impossible.

The sweeping monk appeared, and then began to unravel the life and death talisman of the Shaolin warrior monk, Yue Feng only watched quietly, and had no intention of sneaking up.

When everything was finished, the sweeping monk looked at Yue Feng and said softly: "Yue Shuai is so courageous, he can be described as an example in the world. ”

Yue Feng smiled indifferently, he naturally understood what the sweeping monk meant: "Master doesn't have to be like this, the lives of these warrior monks have not been seen by me, killing or not killing, it is nothing." Originally, if you didn't come forward, this Shaolin would definitely be destroyed, but since you came forward, Master, Master Xuanci took the initiative to admit his mistakes, although it was a little late, but it was better to admit his mistakes than to die...... Oh, by the way, Mr. Murong, you are not as good as Master Xuanci in this regard, so your Murong family will be wiped out. ”

The corners of Murong Bo's eyes twitched slightly, and he snorted coldly, full of resentment.

Yue Feng smiled and continued: "Therefore, Shaolin will not be destroyed, but the death penalty can be escaped, and the living crime is inevitable, and it is good to close the mountain for eighty years." ”

The sweeping monk said, "Thank you Yue Shuai." ”

Only then did the Shaolin monks hear something else from Yue Feng's words, and their faces showed disbelief.

Xuandu said: "Yue Shuai has the upper hand, and he can still do this, thank you." I would venture to ask, Yue Shuai, you came to Shaolin this time, in fact, the most fundamental purpose is to force out this master, right? ”

Yue Feng smiled: "Master Xuandu is not stupid. It's not all, but it's not far off. ”

Wow!

The Shaolin monks, one by one, couldn't help but widen their eyes, and 10,000 grass and mud horses galloped past in their hearts, suffocating to death, and even more depressed to death, eager to scold: Your uncle, find someone

If you fight, you will find someone to fight, and you still make such a big noise, do you want to do this?

Just ask you, if the do you want this!!

Call!

A cool breeze blew, and the sweeping monk couldn't help but shiver and staggered. He raised his head, looked at Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo, and said, "Xiao Jushi, do you feel a faint pain in your lower abdomen recently?" ”

Xiao Yuanshan's whole body was stunned, and he looked at the sweeping monk in surprise.

The sweeping monk looked at Murong Bo again, and sighed lightly: "Old donor Murong, the pain of ten thousand needles and thorns on the three acupoints of Yangbai, Lianquan, and Fengfu three times a day is even more unbearable now than it was a few years ago, right?" ”

Murong Bo's pupils shrank suddenly, his face changed greatly, and his whole body trembled slightly. He Yangbai, Lianquan, Fengfu three acupoints, every morning, noon, three o'clock in the night, indeed

Ten thousand needles and needles, the pain is unbearable, no matter what kind of panacea is taken is not effective. As long as you have internal strength, the pain of acupuncture will go deep into the bone marrow. In one day, even death

Three times, where is the joy of being human? Originally, as long as Murong Fu had the possibility of reviving the Yan Kingdom, he would exchange this life for most of the reasons

is also this, how could he never have thought that this secret disease on his body that only he knows would be broken by the second person, and he couldn't believe it.

The sweeping monk sighed lightly, and was about to follow, but Yue Feng sneered and said: "Old Mr. Xiao, old thief Murong, you two think that you have been hiding in Shaolin for thirty years, except for each other, no third person knows, but you don't know that when you first sneaked into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, you were already discovered by this master. When you think that there is no one beside you, he is beside you. In the past 30 years, everything that has happened in Shaolin has not escaped your eyes, but what you have done, how have you ever escaped the eyes of this master? ”

Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo were shocked in their hearts, and their faces showed a look of disbelief.

Yue Feng smiled indifferently and continued: "Shaolin's seventy-two stunts are equally divided into two ways: 'body' and 'use', 'body' is the internal force ontology, and 'inside' is the application method. If you already have superior internal skills, practicing these seventy-two stunts is just a method of using the seventy-two stunts, and who has any damage, but it will not be obvious for a while. Martial arts is killing, and Buddhism pays attention to self-cultivation, abstaining from anger and killing. When the seventy-two stunts are practiced to the depths, they will naturally give birth to a kind of anger that is difficult for even the person to suppress, and at this time, only by using Buddhism can we resolve these many angers. It is precisely because of this that in addition to the Bodhidharma Patriarch in this world, there will never be a second existence with seventy-two stunts...... Master, I wonder if Yue is wrong? ”

The sweeping monk praised lightly: "Yue Shuai is not only a profound martial arts cultivator, but even his knowledge is like this, which is really rare in the world." ”

Yue Feng smiled: "The master is too praised. After a pause, he continued: "So I think that Murong Bo has committed all kinds of sins, and there is no second possibility to wash away his sins except for death, what does the master think?" ”

The sweeping monk said: "Yue Shuai's words are wrong. Since the secret illness of the two laymen came from the seventy-two stunts, the solution was naturally in Buddhism. ”

Yue Feng intercepted: "In addition to Buddhism, there is no second way?" ”

The sweeping monk was slightly stunned, but did not continue.

Yue Feng smiled and said, "Coincidentally, it just so happens that Yue knows other solutions." Brother Xiao, you can rest assured to kill Murong Bo, I will deal with the secret illness on Mr. Xiao's body. ”

Xiao Feng fell to the ground with a puff, solemnly kowtowed to Yue Feng three times, and said, "Brother Yue's great kindness, Xiao has nothing to repay!" In the future, if Xiao can't do it, this life can be handed over to Brother Yue. ”

In fact, when the sweeping monk pointed out the dark illness on Xiao Yuanshan's body, he was sure that the sweeping monk must also know the solution, in order to save Xiao Yuanshan's life, even if he gave up killing Murong Bo, he could do it, so he wanted to ask for help from the sweeping monk, but Yue Feng's meaning was also obvious.

Murong Bo must die!

Yue Feng smiled and said helplessly, "What do I want Brother Xiao's life to do?" After a pause, he continued, "Master, why don't you first watch Master Xuanci's torture, and then watch Brother Xiao's father and son take revenge, when these two major events are over, you and I will come to this final battle, how about it?" ”

The sweeping monk sighed lightly and said, "Since Yue Shuai said this, how could the old monk have objections." ”

"Okay, that's it." Yue Feng said loudly, "The law enforcement monk of the Discipline Academy, you don't have to be punished?" Xuan Ci was also full of solemnity, and said sharply: "Law enforcement monk, use torture!" ”

"Yes!"

The law enforcement monk beat him one stick after another, without any favoritism, and Xuan Ci already had the heart to die at this time, and did not use his internal strength to resist, but after dozens of strokes, his back was already open, so it was not bloody.

The group of heroes exclaimed "ah", and couldn't bear to look at it anymore, they originally despised Xuan Ci in their hearts, but seeing that he was bent on death in order to maintain the reputation of Shaolin for hundreds of years, he couldn't help but feel awe in his heart, and he had already forgiven him for the big mistake he made back then.

No!

In their hearts, the wrong killing of Yanmen Pass is not a mistake at all. If there were no Xiao Yuanshan, Xiao Feng, not to mention Shaolin, even many people on the scene would never be embarrassed by Xuan Ci, the only fault was that he broke the prostitution commandment.

After a while, dozens of sticks have been beaten, because he has not used internal strength, Xuan Ci is already dying, more breath, less breath, some people can't help but plead: "The poor monk Qingliang Temple Shenyin, temporarily replaced the position of the abbot of Qingliang Temple, the old man is willing to ask for a favor for Senior Brother Xuanci, two hundred sticks for the time being, and then beat the remaining one hundred sticks in the future." ”

"Thank you, thank you for your kindness, but since I have committed the murderous and obscene commandments, I should naturally bear these two hundred sticks." Without waiting for others to speak, Xuan Ci had already said intermittently, and in the end, he said again, "Continue to torture!" ”

Tea Kung Fu, more than 100 sticks have been beaten, Xuan Ci smiled at the corner of his mouth, staring at Ye Erniang, his body was already cold, and his breath was completely gone.

There was a dead silence all around, and everyone sighed and sighed in their hearts, all of them were one.

The Shaolin monks clasped their hands together and chanted in unison: "Amitabha, good, good!" ”

It was only at this time that a senior monk of the Xuanzi generation unlocked Ye Erniang's acupoint, Ye Erniang screamed, flew on top of Xuan Ci's body, and cried: "You...... Why did you leave me again? ”

Xuzhu also followed, looked at Xuan Ci, who had died, and then looked at Ye Erniang, and couldn't help but burst into tears.

The crowd is silent.

Ye Erniang suddenly turned around, held Xuzhu's face with both hands, and looked at it carefully, as if she wanted to keep his voice and appearance firmly in her heart, and then returned to calm, and said very calmly: "Good boy, in the past 20 years, although my father and mother are not by your side, we all remember you, do you know now?" ”

"Know, know...... Mom. Xuzhu just couldn't stop nodding.

Ye Erniang smiled with satisfaction, and stroked Xuzhu's cheeks with both hands: "Good boy, what are you crying about." You have to remember, even if your father and mother are not by your side, we all love you the same and miss you the same, and you will have to live well and peacefully in the future. Got it? ”

"Mom." Xuzhu just cried.

The next moment, Ye Erniang's expression changed suddenly, she pulled away suddenly, lay on Xuan Ci's body, and shouted in a different color: "You...... You...... How can you bear to leave me? The crying gradually decreased, and at last there was no sound to be heard.

Xuzhu was taken aback, and hurriedly helped Ye Erniang up, only to see a dagger inserted into her heart, only a knife handle was exposed, and the entire knife body had completely submerged into her heart, and there was no breath at all.

In the past 20 years, he has never known who his father and mother are, but today he is extremely abrupt, he knows everything, but before he can enjoy a moment of family happiness, his parents died together, and he couldn't help but cry out in his heart.

The heroes looked at the corpses of Xuan Ci and Ye Erniang, and they were all silent.

At this moment, Xiao Feng shouted: "Murong old thief, it is because of you that countless innocent people have lost their lives and accepted their lives!" ”

Murong Bo sneered: "Those who have achieved great things are not informal. As a descendant of the Great Yan Imperial Family, in order to revive the Yan Kingdom, it is not natural for the old man to do these things, what is the guilt of the old man? If you want to kill, you will kill, do you think the old man will admit his mistake? ”

Xiao Yuanshan shouted angrily: "Okay! Then my son and I will kill you today, and give an explanation for the innocent souls who are implicated by you in the world! ”

Rumble!!

Xiao Yuanshan's words just started, Xiao Feng is eighteen palms of the dragon descended, and the four suddenly rolled up a gust of wind, Xiao Feng slapped out a palm, and the majestic and vast palm qi was overwhelmingly pressed towards Murong Bo, Murong Bo was shocked in his heart, how could he not expect the depth of Xiao Feng's skill, far beyond his expectations, he couldn't help but use the Dou Zhuan Xing to remove the opponent's palm power, while sweeping backwards.

The sweeping monk's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but praise lightly: "The eighteen palms of the dragon descend are worthy of being the first in the world!" It really lives up to its name. ”

Xiao Yuanshan shouted angrily, and his burly figure rushed towards Murong Bo at the same time, like a tiger out of the cage, unstoppable.

Xiao Yuanshan alone, Murong Bo is extremely difficult to deal with, plus a martial arts wizard, a battle demon with unparalleled opportunities, and Xiao Feng who is also in the year of fighting, how can Murong Bo be the joint force of this father and son?

Just a cup of tea, Murong Bo had already been hit by Xiao Feng's two palms in his chest one after another, his sternum was shattered inch by inch, and he vomited blood in his mouth, which was difficult to support. (To be continued.) )