"What!" Zhang Xinyi in the eyes of the heroes has always been a domineering and invincible image, how could I have seen him so respectful and modest, not to mention that the other party is just a sweeping monk.

But seeing the outside bluestone field, a thin monk in a gray robe took a broom and swept the floor one by one, this monk is not young, the sparse few long beards are already white, and the movement is slow, which looks like he will be half a martial artist.

When the sweeping monk came in, many people passed by him, just as an ordinary miscellaneous old monk in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and they would not invest any of their spare light on him.

And this is such an ordinary-looking sweeping monk, but he can make the martial arts world-famous and fierce Ming Sect leader gather his arrogance and say hello.

The sweeping monk didn't raise his head, and said slowly: "Master Zhang, you're here." ”

Zhang Xinyi said with a smile: "The gods and monks beckon, and they will be in charge for a while." ”

The sweeping monk seemed to sigh lightly, and said: "Zhang Shi's master has a romantic character, martial arts, and the old man has seen it in his life, and there is no one who surpasses it, even if Wang Chongyang's benefactor is the same age back then, it is not as good as Zhang Shi's master." ”

When the heroes heard this, they all stirred, listening to what the old monk said, it seemed that the seniority was still before Wang Chongyang, which was a bit scary.

After all, it has been nearly 20 years since Wang Chongyang Immortal died, and he was also over 50 years old when he died, and this old monk was still before him, so doesn't it mean that he is now eighty or ninety years old.

The group of heroes is not a fool, looking at the posture of the Ming Sect leader respectfully attaching importance to it, he knows that this sweeping monk is definitely not an idle person.

Zhang Xinyi smiled indifferently, and then said: "The monk praises falsely." ”

The sweeping monk sighed again and said, "Master Zhang's martial arts are proud. Why be aggressive. Hurting people's lives. ”

Zhang Xinyi heard this. He smiled faintly: "I followed the method of raising war by war, and along the way, I killed people, killed strong enemies, witnessed countless difficult and dangerous peaks, and asked the monks to complete the magnificent scenery of the peak of martial arts." “

Say goodbye and bow respectfully.

This worship. It is not a worship of surrender and submission, but a gift of advice and advice from the younger generations to the ancestors who are walking in front of the path of martial arts.

As soon as he bowed down, a wall of qi sprang up, and the sweeping monk showed a sad look on his face, and sighed: "Sect Master Zhang, why is this difficult? Why! ”

Zhang Xinyi remained silent, clasped his hands together, and in the palm of his hand, a golden internal force that was uncertain flowed and rushed, tearing through the air wall and leaning over.

"In the past, the sages had a saying: the pilgrimage is heard. Death is possible. I was not very happy to see the monks today. I hope the monks will teach me. ”

Only then did the heroes understand that what the Ming Sect leader was asking for was just a battle with all his might, and when he thought of this, he couldn't help but be even more surprised, what amazing karma did this sweeping monk have, which caused the Ming Sect leader to plead again and again.

The sweeping monk looked at Zhang Xinyi, sighed lightly, and then, his eyes suddenly opened, his eyes were bright, and he took a big stride, as if he was walking in a void, walked a few steps, and stepped out of the courtyard without saying a word.

Zhang Xinyi smiled slightly, knowing that his goal had been achieved, he stood with his hands in his hands, and followed behind him unhurriedly, only to see that he was obviously not moving his feet, just for a moment, he advanced a few feet away, and always followed the sweeping monk one zhang away.

This light skill can be called superb, more mysterious than Xiao Zhao's Ling Bo Weibu and Dongfang's undefeated Sunflower Treasure Book, the group of heroes was dumbfounded, just stunned, the old monk and Zhang Xinyi have already left a hundred zhang away.

The heroes woke up like a dream, and they all exerted their light skills and followed behind the two.

The sweeping monk and Zhang Xinyi did not do their best, and the group of heroes could keep up, only to see the old monk turn around in the middle of the barren mountain, turn west, and arrive at a flat place in the forest.

When the heroes came here, they were all shocked, it turned out that there was already a black-clothed monk and a gray-clothed monk on the flat ground kneeling cross-legged under a tree, their palms facing each other, and they were exercising their qi, and a stream of white gas was faintly visible above their heads.

It was Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo.

Beside them, Xiao Feng and Murong Fu stood on both sides, looking at each other angrily, looking at their respective fathers from time to time, with a worried face.

In addition to these four people, there is another person, but it is the Tubo national teacher Gu Mozhi, only to see sitting on his knees, a solemn face of the treasure flickering blue and purple, cloudy and uncertain, when the heroes come, they don't look at them, they bow their heads and ponder.

The sweeping monk strode closer, walking slowly around Xiao Yuanshan and the two, and couldn't help but stretch out his hand to pat, sometimes on Xiao Yuanshan's "big vertebral acupoint", sometimes on Murong Bo's "jade pillow acupoint", only to see that the white gas above the two heads was getting thicker and thicker.

Although the group was curious, they didn't dare to disturb him when they saw him looking solemn, as if he had something urgent to do.

With another palm, Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo slowly opened their eyes, glanced at each other, and then closed them. But seeing Xiao Yuanshan's face flushed, Murong Bo's face was faintly green. After another moment, the faces of the two gradually turned red and turned pale.

Just when they were full of ambitions, they suddenly heard a loud shout, Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo opened their eyes together, looked at each other and laughed.

Xiao Feng and Murong Fu met in surprise and shouted together: "Daddy! ”

The two stood up hand in hand, knelt down in front of the sweeping monk together, and thanked for saving their lives.

Next, it was the performance time of the sweeping monk, and under his dazzling tongue skills, Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo had the idea of entering Buddhism at the same time.

When the heroes saw this scene, they were even more surprised, not to mention that these two people have a deep hatred like the sea, and they are also your mortal enemies, why do the two get along so harmoniously and can't afford to be on the edge.

"Amitabha. If you can let go of the obsession in your heart and seek a solution together, even the enemy can be forgiven. Won't you prove the great karma and the great ...... of creation?"

When the heroes heard this, they immediately understood. The sweeping monk's words were said to Zhang Xinyi, which seemed to explain the current situation, but in fact he was persuading Zhang Xinyi not to kill again.

After a slight pause, the sweeping monk continued to say slowly: "More than 100 years ago, Bodhidharma Patriarch traveled to the Central Plains, founded Shaolin Temple, crossed the world with Buddhism, and passed down the two volumes of classics of "Yijin Sutra" and "Washing the Marrow Sutra". Unexpectedly, future generations and their concepts are contrary to their ideas, hundreds of years to create Shaolin 72 stunts, each of which can hurt people and take people's lives, which is against the peace. ”

The monks clasped their hands together and said in unison: "Amitabha, good and good!" Although I don't know the name of the sweeping monk, I feel that what he said is very mysterious, obviously from a great background, and the words of Shaolin martial arts increase the killing karma, and the Shaolin Temple crosses the world to transform the main purpose of the people, the heart is very shocked, and even more ashamed.

The sweeping monk smiled slightly, and continued: "You need to know that Buddhism is seeking to cross the world, and martial arts are striving to kill, the two are opposite, but they complement each other. Xiao Jushi, Murong Jushi, and Dalun Ming Wang practiced 72 stunts, and their injuries were hidden, although there were diseases, they did not endanger the original element at the beginning, but there was no corresponding Dharma cultivation to resolve, day after day, the injuries precipitated, and eventually became a great harm. ”

This is what Zhang Xinyi said without compassion, it seems that he wants to fight, but in fact he is fatal. Although Shicai was respectful and humble to him, his attitude was sincere, and he hoped that the monks would be fulfilled, but in fact, what he needed to pay was the life of the sweeping monks.

Masters compete with each other, compete for the first line, martial arts to the point where they are like this, and they can learn from each other, if they are to show what they have learned in their hearts, they must go all out, and they will never dare to leave their hands in the slightest.

With Zhang Xinyi's body at the peak of his strength and the strength of his peak, although the martial arts of the sweeping monk are one line higher, he is not as good as a few days after all, and he is old and weak. As a result of this battle, the sweeping monk will be wiped out regardless of victory or defeat.

As the saying goes: respectfully, send you back to the west. Even if he cultivates in the state of mind of a sweeping monk, he will never be willing.

Zhang Xinyi smiled indifferently, his expression became more and more respectful, and said: "In the past, there were Buddhas who cut meat to feed eagles, and now there are monks who sacrifice their lives to feed demons. With the fall of one person, in exchange for the great achievements of crossing me, crossing the Great Song Dynasty, and crossing the people, I hope that the gods and monks will be fulfilled. ”

In his words, he is ambitious, unstoppable, and seems to regard himself as the savior of the world.

The corners of the sweeping monk's mouth moved, and he sighed softly, but he still kept silent after all. Xuan Lin and the other monks were even more furious, and Xuan Chen's calloused fingers shouted angrily, "Good thief, good devil, you don't want to move a single hair of the monk today." ”

The heroes were even more shocked, and finally saw the arrogance of the master of the Ming Sect, and even killed people, he was said to have a distorted artistic conception. Even Gu Mozhi, who had been closing his eyes and meditating, opened his eyes and glanced at Zhang Xinyi deeply, with great fear in his eyes.

In the face of provocation, Zhang Xinyi will not be able to do it, and his backhand is a palm.

"Boom!"

A thunderous sound, a lack of true qi, turned into a fierce dragon across the river, roared to the sky, and attacked Xuanchen violently, all the monks were taken aback, and they all came out with their palms, combining the strength of more than a dozen people, facing this earth-shattering true qi, but they felt a strong attack on them, and suddenly, exhausted, retreated, and vomited blood.

The palm force was castrated, and it slashed at Xuan Chen, who was seriously injured and fell, and Xuan Chen was about to be killed by this palm......

"Bold!"

"Fanatic!"

"How dare you!"

With three angry shouts, three long whips as black as ink slashed a sharp arc in the air, shattering the palm power.

In the whistling sound, three yellow-faced, white-faced, and black-faced old monks shaped like dead wood floated in.

When Xuan Lin saw the three monks, his spirit was lifted, and he couldn't care about the internal breath that was boiling with Zhang Xinyi's palm, and hurriedly stepped forward to pay respects, "Xuan Lin visited the three ancestors of the tragedy, the catastrophe, and the disaster. ”

The yellow-faced old monk Du E, who was the leader, nodded, looked at Zhang Xinyi expressionlessly, and asked, "He is the current leader of the Ming Sect?" ”

Xuan Lian's face was complicated, he nodded, and said, "Patriarch Qi, this person is the thirty-fourth generation of the Ming Sect. ”

Du Zheng snorted coldly and said, "Sure enough, the demon flame is monstrous, and the arrogance is unstoppable. Senior brother, junior brother, our deep enmity with Yang Dingtian will still fall on this person. ”

Doom and Doom nodded in unison, and said in unison, "That's exactly how it should be." (To be continued......)