"There is a monk in this scripture pavilion, and I am here to discuss with him, and by the way, to solve the chronic illness of your father and Mr. Xiao. Murong Fu smiled faintly, and turned to the direction of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and said aloud: "Gusu Murong Fu came to meet the senior monks, please see it." "The voice is curling, warm as a spring breeze, everywhere.

Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan were stunned, and said, "What? Is there anyone else in this Scripture Pavilion?" The two looked at each other in shock, and couldn't believe it at all, the two of them had hidden the Shaolin Temple Scripture Pavilion for thirty years, and they had been reading the classics in it, coming and going freely, as if they had entered a no-man's land, if there were people, they couldn't have found it. Just when the two of them were confused, a voice sounded in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, soft and mellow, as if there was nothing, and said: "Amitabha, Murong Xiao's benefactor martial arts and gods, has reached the realm of heaven and man, which really surprised the old man." Before the words fell, a gray-clothed figure suddenly appeared at the door of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, the old monk's face was old, his beard was sparse, and he looked drooping and old, with only a pair of eyes, clear and deep, as if there were infinite mysteries, making people feel his extraordinary.

"Impossible, when did you come!" Murong Bo exclaimed in shock, it was completely incredible, he came and went in this scripture pavilion I don't know how many times, except for some Shaolin temple monks, he had never seen any trace of this old monk at all, but at the moment, this old monk was afraid that he had been in this scripture pavilion for a long time.

"Murong Lao Jushi is asking when Lao Ge came to this Tibetan Scripture Pavilion? This is hard to say, Lao Ge has come here, I don't know if it is forty-two years or forty-three years, the time is too long, Lao Ge has forgotten, I only remember that when you and Xiao Lao Jushi first entered the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, Lao Ge has been here for more than ten years, alas, the two of you have come and gone, and you have messed up a Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and it took Lao Ge a lot of effort. The old monk said tremblingly, while waving the broom in his hand, swinging back and forth a few times, he swept the fallen leaves near the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion cleanly, and the actions were like flowing clouds, without seeing half of the fireworks, several people present were martial arts masters, and they could naturally see how powerful this mysterious old monk's hand was, it seemed that it was just a simple sweep of the fallen leaves, but the control of the strength was simply to an incredible point, at least Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo asked themselves that they would never be able to do it, not to mention Xiao Feng, his martial arts, fierce and domineering, if it was said that fighting and fighting, it would be no problem, but it was necessary to say that the precise control of the strength, that's a bit of a strong man's difficulty.

But what frightened Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo the most was what the old monk said, when the two of them first entered the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, this mysterious old monk had been more than ten years, but the two of them had entered and exited the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion many times, and they didn't even find the slightest trace of this old monk, which frightened them very much, cultivating to their realm, for all the changes around them are imprinted in their hearts, and any clues are difficult to escape their induction, but this point is completely invalid in this old monk, they can almost imagine that if this old monk attacks them when they are engrossed in martial arts classics, the consequences are unimaginable, I am afraid there is only a dead end, This kind of life is not under his control, for a martial arts master, it is already the greatest danger.

It was precisely because of this that the two of them became more and more frightened in their hearts.

"The martial arts of the monk is shocking, the realm is like a god, and I want to ask the monk to preside over a public case in the past. Murong Fu didn't care how frightened Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan were, he spoke directly to the nameless old monk. He told him about the battle of Yanmen Pass back then, and he was naturally outspoken about the grievances between the Murong family and the Xiao family.

"Amitabha, I see, Murong Xiaoshi is so agile, this is to let the old man be this wicked person. The nameless old monk sighed and said with a slightly bitter smile on his face.

"It's also a helpless move, Mr. Xiao's father and son have a fierce hatred in their hearts, if there is no proper solution, I'm afraid that they will be killed, and I really can't bear to do it to the two of them, so I came to the monk to find a solution. Murong Fu smiled bitterly, he had no choice but to do this, the grievances of the Xiao family of the Murong family were very complicated, standing on their respective positions, they all had sufficient reasons to fight for life and death, Murong Bo was bent on reviving Dayan, calculating the affairs of the Central Plains Qunxiong and Xiao Yuanshan, not to mention how clever he was, but it could also be regarded as a certain truth, with his temperament, as long as there was the slightest possibility, he would not let it go, and it was precisely because of this that there was a battle that day, which caused the complex consequences of today. Similarly, for Xiao Yuanshan, the same is true, the battle of Yanmen Pass destroyed his family and killed his wife, and it is really normal to seek revenge from the Murong family. In this way, the two sides are left with a way to fight to the death.

And with Murong Fu's cultivation realm at this time, if it is to deal with the Xiao family father and son, it is not the slightest difficulty, the realm of the heavenly master and the great master has already occupied an absolute advantage against the ordinary innate grandmaster, if he makes a move, the Xiao family father and son will be difficult to resist. If Xiao Yuanshan's father and son were killed like this, it was really not what Murong Fu wanted, this father and son could be regarded as the top heroes in the martial arts, and it would be a pity to kill them like this.

In desperation, Murong Fu also thought of a way, according to the original trajectory of fate, and brought them to find the nameless old monk in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, this Buddhist monk is capable of resolving this grievance.

"Damn, Murong Fu, you kid is too arrogant, do you think that your father and son will be the opponents of the old man and Feng'er?

Under one palm, the force was fierce, the surging energy exploded everywhere, the void crackled, and the killing intent of Sen Ran surged.

Murong Fu's face was indifferent, with a hidden smile, he had no intention of making a move against Xiao Yuanshan's sudden outburst, he knew very well that with the temperament of that nameless old monk, he would definitely stop it at this time.

Sure enough, with a Buddha horn, the nameless old monk stepped out, as if shrinking into inches, and suddenly appeared between Murong Fu and the nameless old monk, the monk's robe was drumming, and a layer of misty qi shrouded his side, with a muffled sound, Xiao Yuanshan tried his best to slap directly on the nameless old monk, but what made Murong Bo and Xiao Feng shocked was that Xiao Yuanshan's palm that dominated the world did not fall on the nameless old monk's body, but could not advance an inch three feet in front of the old monk, the three-foot qi wall was too powerful, Xiao Yuanshan only felt that his thunderous palm seemed to hit a ball of cotton, and he was powerless, The vast true power was three feet away from the nameless old monk, and it had already dissipated, without the slightest lethality.

Shocked, the shock in Xiao Yuanshan's heart was indescribable, he asked himself that his martial arts had reached the peak of the realm, but today he found that in front of this nameless old monk, his various stunts and powerful skills had completely lost their effectiveness.