Qiao Feng, who was repelled by the nameless old monk's palm, his backward body in mid-air was caught by a palm, Qiao Feng looked back, it was Xiao Yuanshan.

Xiao Yuanshan sent out a stream of true qi into Qiao Feng's body, helping him dredge the scattered true qi, and at the same time looked at the old monk who was blocking in front of Xuan Ci vigilantly.

Xuan Ci, who had already closed his eyes and was waiting for death, was suddenly pulled back from the brink of death, and he was also a little confused, opened his eyes, and looked at the person who saved him in front of him.

He was rescued by a thin monk in a green robe, with a few sparse long beards that were already white, slow in movement, and weak in energy, not as if he had martial arts.

Xuan Ci was surprised in his heart, looking at the clothes of this old monk, he should be a serving monk of Shaolin, who is responsible for burning fires, chopping firewood and sprinkling and sweeping on weekdays.

But looking at the actions of this old monk, he repelled Qiao Feng just now, but he showed an extremely clever cultivation.

Xuan Ci asked, "Is the master also practicing in Shaolin?" ”

Seeing Xuan Ci die, today's Shaolin will be a river of blood, and he who has lived in seclusion in Shaolin for decades, finally couldn't bear it and chose to take action.

The sweeping monk turned his head to Xuan Ci and saluted: "See the abbot!" ”

Xuan Ci hurriedly replied, he had been in Shaolin for the same decades, but he didn't know that there was such a master hidden in the temple.

Xiao Yuanshan let go of the hand holding Qiao Feng, strode forward and said: "I didn't expect that there was such a master hidden in Shaolin Temple, but even if the Heavenly King Lao Tzu came today, Xuan Ci, you would not have a way to live!" ”

Qiao Feng quickly adjusted his breathing, and approached the sweeping monk at the same time as Xiao Yuanshan, and the momentum of the horns faintly sealed Xuan Ci's retreat.

The sweeping monk said to Xiao Yuanshan: "Xiao Jushi, you have been hiding in the Shaolin Hidden Scripture Pavilion for thirty years, and you still haven't understood the truth in all kinds of Buddhist scriptures?" You need to know when the retribution will be meted out, if you kill him today, tomorrow he will kill you, when will all kinds of sins and karma be eliminated? ”

Xiao Yuanshan sneered: "Great monk, don't make a fool of me, how do you know that I have been hiding in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion for thirty years, why haven't I seen you?" ”

Although he said that he had stolen Shaolin martial arts before, no one knew the details, why did this old monk know that he had been hiding in the Scripture Pavilion.

The sweeping monk said: "The layman is fully focused on the martial arts classics, and he has no distractions, so he naturally can't see the old monk." I remember that the first night the layman came to the pavilion to borrow it, it was a book of unphased robbery fingers, alas, from that night, the layman entered the magic road, a pity, a pity! ”

Xiao Yuanshan's surprise is really extraordinary, he stole into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion on the first night, found a book of Wuxiang robbery fingers, knowing that this is one of the seventy-two stunts of the Shaolin faction, he was overjoyed at that time, except for himself, no second person knew about this matter, could it be that this old monk was really on the side to witness it at that time?

The sweeping monk said: "The second time the layman came to borrow the pavilion, it was a book of Prajna palms. At that time, the old monk sighed secretly, knowing that the layman had fallen into the devil from this, and the deeper he was hidden, he couldn't bear it, so he put a Lotus Sutra and a miscellaneous Ahama Sutra in the place where the layman usually took books, and only hoped that the layman could borrow it and study and enlighten it. ”

Unexpectedly, the layman was obsessed with martial arts, but he ignored the authentic Buddhism, put these two scriptures aside, found a copy of the magic wand method, and went away happily. Addicted to the sea of suffering, I don't know when I can turn back? ”

Xiao Yuanshan listened to him casually, and said that what he had done all night in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion thirty years ago was good, and gradually changed from shock to fear, from fear to fear, cold sweat broke out on his back, and his heart almost stopped beating.

The sweeping monk said: "The world only knows the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin, but they don't know that when practicing these martial arts, if you don't recite Buddhist scriptures at the same time to resolve the anger, you will hurt yourself before hurting others." ”

Seeing Xiao Yuanshan's disbelief, the sweeping monk said again: "Xiao Jushi, have you been on the Liangmen Taiyi acupoints in your lower abdomen recently, do you feel faint pain?" ”

Xiao Yuanshan's whole body froze, and said, "Yes, that's exactly the case, how do you know?" ”

The sweeping monk said again: "You Guan Yuan's insensitivity on the acupoint, but how have you been lately? ”

Xiao Yuanshan was even more surprised, and said in a trembling voice: "This numbness was only the size of a little finger ten years ago, and now... It's almost the size of a teacup now. ”

When Qiao Feng heard this, he knew that this sign appeared in his father's three key points, which was caused by the strong practice of Shaolin stunts, and from his words, this sign had plagued him for many years, and it could not be dispelled, which became a big worry.

He immediately took two steps forward, knelt down on his knees, bowed to the sweeping monk, and said, "The master knows the root of my father's illness, and prays for mercy and relief. ”

Seeing that Qiao Feng wanted to kneel, the sweeping monk stretched out his hand to volley in advance, and a force appeared under Qiao Feng's knees out of thin air, no matter how hard Qiao Feng exerted his strength, he couldn't kneel, and couldn't help but be secretly frightened.

Xiao Yuanshan was arrogant by nature, and when he saw his son kneeling down for himself, he stepped forward and pulled Qiao Feng up and said: "Don't ask for people, the father is over sixty years old, and if he has a son and an adult, even if he dies in an instant, what is the regret?" ”

The sweeping monk didn't care, looked at Qiao Feng and said: "Xiao Jushi's internal injury is caused by the strong practice of Shaolin Kung Fu, if you want to resolve the injury, the only way to resolve it is to resolve it from the source, if you can get rid of this body of kung fu, it will naturally heal without medicine." ”

Xiao Yuanshan sneered: "The old monk has a good calculation, and the old man will be able to do his kung fu, and when the time comes, will it be life or death to let you Shaolin take care of it." ”

Xiao Yuanshan was heroic and dry when he was a teenager, learned a brilliant martial arts, served the country wholeheartedly, established a fame, and became a famous figure in history.

After the tragedy outside Yanmen Pass, in his eyes, fame, fame, and wealth were like dust, and he thought about it day and night, just how to slash the enemy to vent his hatred. His heart was full of hatred, so much so that his temperament became more and more perverse.

The sweeping monk was refuted by Xiao Yuanshan's words, but he was not angry, turned his head to look at Song Xing, who had been staring at him, and said: "This layman, the poor monk knows that there is a court army surrounding Shaolin at the foot of the mountain at this moment, although the abbot Xuanci made a mistake, but most of the hundreds of monks in Shaolin are innocent. ”

Song Xing came to Shaolin this time, in addition to the people with six doors, Zhezong also mobilized 4,000 forbidden troops to accompany him, if it is found out that Shaolin is really in collusion with the Xiaoyao faction, Song Xing can call the shots, directly destroy this thousand-year-old temple, involving people, etc., not to mention killing!

Hearing that there was a large army at the foot of the mountain, everyone present was surprised.

The sweeping monk said: "The poor monk has lived in Shaolin for 50 years, and he really can't bear to destroy the Pure Land of Buddhism, I don't know how this layman can let go of Shaolin?" ”

Song Xing looked at the old monk in front of him who didn't seem to know the slightest martial arts, and there was an extremely dangerous alarm in his body, but his face was silent, and he asked with a smile: "The master is ready to stop me?" ”

The sweeping monk stared at Song Xing carefully for a few moments, and then said with a smile: "The poor monk does not dare to confront the imperial court, this little layman, at a young age, has already crowned the world with a true qi cultivation. ”

"What's even more rare is that you take the Northern Shengong as the root, the Pure Yang Supreme Gong of the Gang to the Yang as the bone, and the Kung Fu of the Yin as the flesh and blood, condensing into the prototype of your current martial arts."

The sweeping monk's tone could not hide his exclamation: "The two exercises of Yang and Yin, the two exercises of water and fire are incompatible, can achieve a perfect balance in your body, I have to say, this alone, you are enough to start a mountain and establish a sect." ”

A hint of surprise flashed in Song Xing's eyes, but he didn't expect the sweeping monk to see through his details at a glance.

After obtaining the Pure Yang Supreme Gong from Wuyazi in the Drum Mountain, he used the Pure Yang Supreme Gong of the Yang and the Ming Jade Gong of the Yin as the base, and used the principle of Tai Chi to reconcile the Northern Shengong in the center, Yin and Yang blended together, and formed a wonderful balance of the true qi in the body for hundreds of years, and the power was greatly increased.

The sweeping monk said: "The poor monk spent decades of time, when he was nearly 100 years old, he barely groped for the road of yin and yang. ”

The others were indifferent to the sweeping monk's words, but Song Xing's face changed, and he was the only one present who knew the weight of the sweeping monk's words.

This is a sweeping monk, the ceiling of combat power in the Tianlong world, and his martial arts experience is definitely an incomparably precious thing for Song Xing.

But Song Xing didn't agree at the first time, but frowned and looked at the sweeping monk and said: "Since I can comprehend the harmony of yin and yang now, I can naturally go further than you in the future, do you think I need to exchange the future of Shaolin for your cultivation experience?" ”

The sweeping monk sighed and said again: "I naturally believe that with the wisdom of the little layman, I can go further, but what I want to say is that yin and yang are combined, and this path is wrong!" The path of our cultivation was wrong from the beginning! ”

Song Xing's face changed!