Hearing this, Xuan Cheng was taken aback, and couldn't help asking, "Is this true?"

Murong Fu nodded slightly, thinking in his heart, although the mysterious fat monk did not pass on his own Yi Jin Sutra, he even passed on the Washing the Marrow Sutra, and he didn't think about it, so let him carry the blame, and by the way, find out what the identity of the monk was in Shaolin Temple.

Master Xuancheng's face changed, and he thought in his heart, since this Murong Fu knows the one in the back mountain, he must have met him, and it is really possible to spread the Shaolin Town Sect's peerless school with that person's upside down, but no one in the temple dares to go to him for accountability, even that one......

It's really no wonder that Murong Fu is calculated like this, Master Xuancheng had no choice but to say: "Then this matter can be regarded as a poor monk's fault for Murong Gongzi!" After thinking about it, he said quite unwillingly, "I still hope that Murong Gongzi will not pass on the Yijin Sutra at will!"

When Murong Fu heard this, he thought in his heart, it seems that the mysterious monk has a very high status in Shaolin Temple, and he is one of the best figures in the temple like Xuan Cheng, as soon as he heard that it was the fat monk, he immediately admitted his mistake, alas, why didn't he squeeze some more benefits from him in the first place?

But he said: "Master Xuancheng is serious, a little misunderstanding, just explain it clearly, master rest assured, he will not pass the Yijin Sutra out at will." In fact, he wanted to pass it on to others, but in the entire Swallow Dock, only Wang Yuyan could practice, even if he himself had studied it carefully, but he could not make the slightest progress, and he gave up over time.

Master Xuancheng bowed, "Amitabha, this time I took the liberty to disturb, sin, sin!"

Murong Fu still wanted to speak, but Ah Zhu stepped forward and said, "It's good to know the sin, you see the floor you broke down, as well as those tables and chairs, let's pay for it together." ”

The monks of Shaolin Temple have always relied on Huayuan to eat when they go out, how can they have yellow and white things on their bodies, and for a while, Master Xuancheng's face was extremely embarrassed.

Murong Fu turned his head to look to the side, as if he didn't see it, Ah Zhu continued: "Looking at your appearance, you can't get any money, this Zen stick is of good quality, you can still squeeze out a few taels of iron, so let's use it as compensation." ”

Xuan Cheng's face turned dark, this Zen staff was originally made of pure gold, but it was only plated with a layer of other materials to look dull, in Ah Zhu's mouth, it was only possible to squeeze out a few taels of iron, and this Zen staff was not only his weapon, but also a symbol of his status in Shaolin Temple, how could he lose it? I couldn't help but look at Murong Fu, "This ......"

Murong Fu's face sank, "Ah Zhu Xiu is rude, Shaolin Temple is a thousand-year-old temple, the leader of the righteous path of martial arts, and Master Xuancheng is a generation of monks, will he be the kind of person who will not pay for breaking things?

Ah Zhu's little tongue spit out slightly, "Yes, Childe! Ah Zhu knows that he is wrong!"

Murong Fu looked at Master Xuancheng again, "There is no way to discipline him, the maidservant is rude, I hope the master will not take it to heart!"

Ah Zhu also looked at Master Xuancheng, "The little maid is not sensible, I hope the master will forgive me, the little maid will no longer dare to ask the master for compensation!"

Xuan Cheng looked at the master and servant, and his heart was slightly annoyed, didn't he force the poor monk to compensate, but thinking of Murong Fu's sentence of a thousand-year-old temple, the leader of the righteous path, and a generation of monks, his heart was slightly better, and he glanced at the Zen staff in his hand with great reluctance in his eyes, and handed it to Ah Zhu, "Speaking of which, it is also a poor monk, this Zen staff will be compensated to the female benefactor!"

Murong Fu hurriedly said: "Master can't, how can this be done!"

Azhu hurriedly reached out and took the Zen staff, shook it with his hand, and muttered: "The amount is quite sufficient, I don't know how much iron can be dissolved." ”

Master Xuancheng saw that Ah Zhu casually picked up his more than eighty catties of Zen staff, and was amazed, this little girl is so deep in internal strength, but when she heard Ah Zhu's words, she couldn't help but feel a tightening heart, and hurriedly said: "It's made of pure gold, and the little donor must not be dissolved as iron." ”

Murong Fu reprimanded, "Don't thank the master for the reward!"

Ah Zhu immediately made a gesture, "Thank you Master for your generous gift!" and then glanced at everyone in the hall with a smile.

The hearts of the people in the hall jumped, and those who participated in the fight involuntarily touched the money bag on their waists, and couldn't help but think: Master Xuancheng was forced to lose his Zen staff, and he was afraid that his money would not be able to be saved.

Master Xuancheng was very painful, so he simply didn't look at the Zen staff in Ah Zhu's hand, but instead looked at Gu Mozhi, and shouted, "Where are the elders of the Shaolin Dharma Academy?"

The elder of the Xuanzi Sect of Shaolin Temple immediately replied: "Here!"

"Capture this murderer of Xuanbei's junior brother with me!

"Yes!"

Gu Mozhi was shocked, a single master of Xuancheng can tie with him, these old monks all seem to have good martial arts, if they shoot together, how can they still have their lives, they can't help but look at Murong Fu, and at the same time lean slightly in the direction of the entrance of the hall, obviously planning to run away from the door as soon as something is wrong.

Murong Fu didn't disappoint him either, "Master, stop!"

"What's the matter?" Master Xuancheng glanced at Murong Fu angrily, he had been pitted with a Zen staff by Murong Fu and Ah Zhu before, and he didn't have a good impression of Murong Fu.

Murong Fu looked at Xuan Cheng and Gu Mozhi and said with a smile: "The two masters are rare top masters in the world, this fight, the power is extraordinary, how can this little perfume pavilion withstand it?"

Master Xuancheng remembered the Zen staff he had just lost, and secretly complained in his heart that Murong Fu was too stingy, but what people said was reasonable, he shouldn't have captured the enemies of the sect on other people's territory.

Glancing at Gu Mozhi, Master Xuancheng had no choice but to say: "The poor monk looks at the face of Murong Gongzi, and let you go for the time being today! If you still have a conscience and good thoughts, you should go to the Shaolin Temple to take the guilt, and our temple will inevitably read it lightly for the sake of the Buddha, otherwise, ...... Hmph!"

Gu Mozhi glanced at Master Xuancheng with disdain, "Shaolin Temple is famous, and the little monk will go to Shaolin Temple sooner or later and pick the so-called leader of the Central Plains martial arts!"

"You!" Master Xuancheng was almost enraged again, but when he heard him say, "Sooner or later, I will go to Shaolin", and secretly said in his heart: "I'm afraid that you won't dare to come!" ”

Kumachi snorted coldly and remained silent.

Seeing that there was nothing to do, Master Xuancheng folded his hands together and saluted Murong Fu, "The poor monk will leave!"

Murong returned a salute, "The hospitality is not good, and I still hope for Haihan!"

Master Xuancheng left with the Shaolin monks.

Murong Fu looked at the people of the Qingcheng faction and the Snow Mountain faction in the hall, and asked lightly: "Your two factions came to my Yanziwu to make trouble and bullied my female dependents, what is the matter?"