With the help of the sweeping monk, Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo both let go of their attachment to the deep hatred of the blood sea and the great cause of the overlord, and after the treatment was completed, they both withdrew their hands and took a deep breath.

"Just now, the old monk closed your breath to ask you to sleep with turtle rest, so that you can heal the injuries that have accumulated in your body for a long time." Looking at the two people who came over, the sweeping monk also calmly explained to them the reason for his previous behavior, and he didn't just explain it to Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo. It was also explained to Ling Chen, Jiu Mozhi and Abbot Xuanci who were standing outside the door at the moment.

"Thank you for saving your life!" At this moment, Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo, who had let go of their thirty-year-long attachment, also looked at the sweeping monk and said gratefully.

"Just now, you have experienced the process from life to death, from death to life, is there anything in your heart that you can't let go?" Looking at the changes between the two at this moment, the sweeping monk also nodded secretly and asked him seriously.

"In vain, I have been a monk in Shaolin Temple for thirty years, and it is all nothing, and I have no compassion for a monk disciple in my heart, Shen Monk, I implore you to accept me as an official disciple." Xiao Yuanshan, who let go of his attachment, also had a new understanding of his life after experiencing this life and death, and looked at the sweeping monk and said seriously.

"Don't you want to avenge the murder of your wife anymore, you must know that this Murong Jushi and Abbot Xuanci are not dead yet?" The sweeping monk pointed to the two enemies of Xiao Yuanshan on the side and asked him seriously.

"The disciple has killed countless people in his life, most of them are innocent people, if every family member of the deceased comes to the disciple for revenge, then even if the disciple dies a hundred times, it is not enough!" Xiao Yuanshan finally saw through it at this moment, and he no longer had any pursuit in his heart, so he didn't care, and said seriously to the sweeping monk.

"Hmm......" In response to Xiao Yuanshan's answer, the sweeping monk nodded with satisfaction, and at the same time looked at Murong Bo on the side, "What about you?" ”

"The big dream is like waking up, what to fear about life and death, what to seek for fame and fortune, the old decay is over, I am willing to escape into the empty door from now on, and I hope that the monks will accept him as a disciple, and teach more from now on." Murong Bo also looked at the sweeping monk at this moment and said seriously.

"Okay, enlightened, good, good, everyone, Xiao Jushi and Murong Jushi are going to join me Shaolin from now on, what does the abbot think?" The sweeping monk also nodded very seriously at the moment, and at the same time looked at the abbot Xuanci who was outside the door and asked.

"Amitabha, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground, good, good, I really can't imagine that the master really crossed the anger of the two donors with boundless Buddhism, and can really make them become monks, and from then on they will be good, which is really immeasurable. In comparison, the abbot of the poor monk is really ashamed, he made so many mistakes when he was young, and after a while, the poor monk will resign as the abbot, go to the precept hall to confess, and ask the master to take over as the abbot of Shaolin Temple for the benefit of the common people! For the sweeping monk who can resolve Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo's anger with powerful magic skills and Buddhism, Xuan Ci also admired it from the bottom of his heart, and immediately said seriously.

"Don't dare to be, the old monk is just a sweeping monk in this temple, how dare he take on such an important task as the abbot." For Xuan Ci to make himself the abbot of Shaolin, the sweeping monk naturally resolutely waved his hand against it, "Abbot, what the old monk can do is to resolve the anger of the two donors, and now they are fully enlightened, and ask the abbot to let them be Shaolin disciples, and the old monk will take care of them, and the past grudges will no longer be pursued." ”

"This is natural, the two donors are willing to turn back to the shore and take refuge in my Buddha, so the past grievances will naturally drift away with the wind." Xuan Ci also let go of his resentment towards Murong Bo at this moment, and said seriously to the sweeping monk.

"That's good, that's good, the abbot is merciful, it's really the blessing of Shaolin and the luck of martial arts." The sweeping monk also nodded, and at the same time looked at Ling Chen and Gu Mozhi on the side, "Little donor, King Ming, do you think this is good." ”

"I listen to Brother Ling." For Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo at this moment, they would actually be persuaded by the sweeping monk to agree to let go of the past and become monks, Gu Mozhi also felt that this change was really too big, and he couldn't react, so he looked directly at Ling Chen, saying that he was completely obedient to him at the moment.

"Master, if I'm not mistaken, you have a palm agreement with your subordinates, and after a palm, you won't care about this old Murong puppet's affairs." Ling Chen didn't answer the sweeping monk's question, but looked at him and asked coldly.

"Amitabha, this matter is the old monk's broken word, but the old monk once said that as long as he can make Murong Jushi turn back to the shore and take refuge in my Buddha, then even if he can't recover, I am willing to save him for eternity without regrets." The sweeping monk accepted Ling Chen's accusation very happily, but at the same time, he also expressed his attitude, looked at Ling Chen and said seriously: "Little donor, Xiao Jushi can let go of the blood hatred against Murong Jushi, why can't you let it go, now that Murong Jushi has turned back, you give him a chance, and at the same time give yourself a chance in your heart, so that you will no longer be controlled by hatred." ”

"That's right, Xiaochen, let him go with the wind." At this time, Xiao Yuanshan also opened his mouth and persuaded Ling Chen.

"No, uncle, and master, my insistence is not because of my hatred for Old Pifu Murong, but because of my commitment to others." Ling Chen waved his hand and said seriously, "I once promised a woman that I would definitely make Murong Bo pay the price, and I also promised my eldest brother that I would definitely avenge him for his blood and hatred." ”

Ling Chen, the so-called woman, was his clever and eccentric little nephew, Ah Zi, who always thought that Murong Bo scared Ah Zi like that at that time, and injured him. In addition, his most admired eldest brother Xiao Feng was harmed like this by Murong Bo, (although the current life is not a good thing for Xiao Feng!) Ling Chen had an irrepressible killing intent in his heart, so he still decided to kill Murong Bo in his heart at the moment.

"This ......" If Ling Chen is because of his hatred for Murong Bo, the sweeping monk will try his best to persuade Ling Chen, after all, when is the time for retribution, but if it is a promise to others, the sweeping monk is not easy to speak, because he can feel that Ling Chen is an absolutely trustworthy person, and it is more difficult for him not to keep his promise to others than to persuade Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo to let go of their obsessions.

"Pay the price!" Seeing that the sweeping monk and Xiao Yuanshan had no words for a while, Ling Chen did not delay any longer, and used Ling Bo's slight steps, appearing in front of Murong Bo like a ghost, and using the Tianshan Six Yang Palm, which was attached to the true qi of the Northern Darkness, and hit Murong Bo fiercely.

Bang!

Murong Bo fell to the ground with his palm......