The hatred between him and Xuan Ci actually knew that because of Xiao Jiang's arrival, the plot had changed a lot, resulting in Xiao Yuanshan, when he saw that Qiao Feng was safe and sound, he had already resolved a lot of grievances against the enemy.

Back then, after he learned the truth of the tragedy that year, he only hated Murong Bo, and if Murong Bo was injured, he would not do anything to fall into the ground.

The sweeping monk said: "Good, Xiao Jushi has a great understanding, this is the grace of the Buddha, although Murong Bo has done many evils, but there is also evil retribution." Now that Yu Shi and Ling Lang led the Central Plains Martial Arts to be his enemy, he will inevitably be ruined, not far from death, and you have nothing to worry about in the world. If Murong Bo dies at this time, and ask Lord Xiao, where are you going. ”

When Xiao Yuanshan heard this, after the death of Murong Bo, the great enemy of fantasy hatred, it stands to reason that he should be very happy, but in his heart he was really lonely and desolate, and he only felt that there was nothing to do in this world, and life was in vain.

In an instant, my heart was depressed: "The enemies are all dead, and my revenge has been avenged, but where am I going? Are I going back to Daliao? What am I going to do? What are I going to live in seclusion outside Yanmen Pass? What are I going to do? Wandering the world with Feng'er and drifting all over the world? For what?"

The sweeping monk smiled and said, "Old Donor Xiao, where are you going, please do it." Xiao Yuanshan shook his head and said, "I...... But where am I going? I have nowhere to go. ”

The sweeping monk sighed and said, "Revenge, when will it be?" said and took a step, raised his palm, and slapped it down on Xiao Yuan Mountain.

Xiao Yuanshan didn't expect to resist, the old monk's right palm was touching his head, and Xiao Yuanshan died in response. Xiao Jiang couldn't help but be taken aback when he saw this, but then he smiled and didn't come forward to visit.

At this time, the sweeping monk grabbed Xiao Yuanshan's back collar, lifted him up, took a big stride, and walked dozens of laps indoors. The sweeping monk said: "I will carry him around for a while, and I will live my blood." ”

Xiao Jiang was taken aback, giving the dead a living bloodline, what does that mean?

The sweeping monk smiled: "His internal injuries are too serious, and they must be put to sleep before trying to save them." ”

Xiao Jiang's heart sank: "The palm of the sweeping monk is majestic and deep, without eighty years of skill, it is impossible."

The sweeping monk has been walking slowly around Xiao Yuanshan, and he can't help but stretch out his palm to slap, sometimes on the "big vertebral acupoint", sometimes on the "jade pillow acupoint", only to see that the white gas above Xiao Yuanshan's head is getting thicker and thicker. After the tea time, Xiao Yuanshan's body trembled slightly, his face was full of red light, he slowly opened his eyes, glanced at the sweeping monk, and then closed it.

Xiao Jiang was only shocked by the strength of the sweeping monk at this time, and the sweeping monk hit Xiao Yuanshan at the right time, but it made him temporarily stop his breath and his heart did not beat, which was a method for healing major internal injuries.

Many people with profound internal skills have practiced the method of "turtle breath", but it is unbelievable to stop breathing on their own, and to slap others to stop breathing and not die.

Since the sweeping monk was out of kindness, he could have made it clear in advance, why bother making such a big joke.

Gradually, I heard Xiao Yuanshan's breathing from low to loud, getting heavier and heavier, and then Xiao Yuanshan's face became red, and then he seemed to drip blood. Onlookers know that it is the yang energy that is too strong, and the fire is rushing.

The sweeping monk called Xiao Jiang over again and said: "You have a lot of yin qi on your body, you can absorb the yang qi on your body, and give him some yin qi, which can not only improve your cultivation, but also heal his internal injuries." ”

Xiao Jiang was stunned for a moment, then walked over, sat cross-legged in front of Xiao Yuanshan, stretched out his hands, touched his hands, and closed his eyes to exercise. Suddenly, I only heard the nameless shouting: "Duh! The four hands hold each other, and the internal breath corresponds, using yin to help yang, and yang to turn yin." The sea of blood is deeply hated, and it disappears into invisibility!"

Xiao Yuanshan and Xiao Jiang shook each other with their four hands, and listened to the sweeping monk drink, and the internal breath in the two of them poured into each other, and they understood each other, Xiao Yuanshan's face gradually turned red and blue, became pale, and then became normal. Then his face turned bloody. After another moment, the two of them opened their eyes at the same time and smiled at each other.

Xiao Yuanshan stood up and knelt down in front of the sweeping monk. The sweeping monk said: "You have gone from life to death, from death to life, what is there in your heart that you can't let go? If you die, do you still have the idea of revenge on your wife?"

Xiao Yuanshan said: "The disciple has been a monk in Shaolin Temple for thirty years, it is all fake, and there is no compassion of a Buddhist disciple, so I implore the master to include it." ”

The sweeping monk said solemnly: "You don't want to avenge the murder of your wife?" Xiao Yuanshan said: "Although there are not many people who have killed people in the life of the disciples, there are dozens of them, if the family members of the people I killed come to take revenge on me, although the disciples have died a hundred times, they are not enough." ”

The sweeping monk said: "Since you have thoroughly understood the Buddha's principles, take me as a disciple, and the Dharma name will be accepted." Xiao Yuanshan bowed to the ground, and the sweeping monk stroked his head, only to see his hair fall in response.

The sweeping monk received the birth and said to Xiao Jiang: "I accept the nature today, but also for the sake of Buddhism, may my Buddha protect my disciples, and from then on accept the temperament and realize it".

The sweeping monk said to Xiao Jiang: "Donor, I think this is also my Buddha's wish, and I will immediately take the collection here to cultivate."

"As for Murong Bo's affairs, I will leave it to the donor."

Xiao Jiang said with a smile: "Thank you master for trusting, Murong Bo is now the public enemy of the Central Plains Martial Arts, and he will be awarded the head soon." As for the killing of him, I will settle the matter when I meet him. ”

The sweeping monk smiled and nodded, looking at Xiao Jiang's eyes full of satisfaction for his juniors, Xiao Jiang said: "Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha on the ground." The master's skill of enlightening Uncle Xiao is also immeasurable.

Xiao Jiang asked the sweeping monk about the details of the Boluo Star, and the sweeping monk only said: "Seven years ago, the Tianzhu monk Polo Xingguang descended to the temple, and the monks of the temple respectfully received him. For hundreds of years, Tianzhu foreign Taoism prevailed, Buddhism declined, and most of the Buddhist scriptures were lost, so he came to China to seek scriptures.

Abbot Xuanci said: The Buddhist scriptures of our temple were originally asked from Tianzhu, and Yu Zhu transferred to the east to learn the scriptures, which is a great cause. Senior Brother Xuanci accompanied Bo Luoxing to the Tibetan Scripture Building, saying that the temple's collection of scriptures is very complete, and there are no less than 7,000 volumes of translations and writings. If there is a copy, you can take one, only the only one, the temple sent a monk to help the same copy of the banknote. The senior brother of this temple unexpectedly found out that Bo Luoxing sneaked into the secret pavilion of the Tibetan scripture building late at night and stole the secret secrets of martial arts hidden in the temple. Senior Brother Xuanci persuaded Bo Luoxing, saying that these martial arts secrets have nothing to do with Buddhism, and the rules of this temple for hundreds of years cannot be revealed to outsiders.

Since Senior Brother Boluo Xing has already seen part of it, that's fine, and after that, please don't go to the Secret Pavilion again.

He agreed, apologized repeatedly, and said that he didn't know the rules of Shaolin Temple, and he would never go to peek at the secrets of martial arts again. Who knew that after a few months, Polo Star pretended to be sick, but secretly dug the tunnel and went to the secret pavilion to secretly read.

When Senior Brother Xuan Xuan found out, it was a few years later, Bo Luo Xing had stolen a lot of the temple's martial arts treasures, Xuan Xuan Brother took action to stop it, and under the hand, he also noticed that Senior Brother Bo Luo Xing not only secretly read the secret of the temple's martial arts, but also learned three of the temple's seventy-two stunts. ”