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Throughout the thousands of years of history of martial arts in the rivers and lakes, the actual situation is that the world's martial arts debut, and Shaolin has never had a general.

At the end of the Sui Dynasty, the power of Buddhism Cihang Jingzhai developed to its peak, and its prestige even overshadowed the Taoist and Confucian sects.

But the number one thug of Cihang Jingzhai is neither the old nun of Cihang Jingzhai nor the four holy monks of Buddhism, but the first person in Taoism, Ning Daoqi, which is extremely ridiculous.

In the world of condor archery, there was once a bacchus monk who created the [Jiuyang Sutra] after reading the [Jiuyin Sutra], and hid the [Jiuyang Sutra] in the Shaolin Temple Scripture Pavilion.

Not to mention whether [Jiuyang True Scripture] is Taoist magic or Buddhist martial arts, since that Dionysian monk is addicted to alcohol, he must be a person who does not abide by the rules and precepts, and such characters are naturally impossible to learn the advanced martial arts of Shaolin Temple, at most they hide in Shaolin Temple like Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo to learn martial arts.

However, who dares to say that Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo are the generals of Shaolin Temple?

After all, even if they didn't steal the martial arts of the Shaolin Temple, their martial arts would not be worse than now, and they practiced the martial arts of the Shaolin Temple one by one.

The sweeping monk is nameless and generationless in the Shaolin Temple, but I am afraid that no one in the Shaolin Temple knows about his existence.

To say that a person can practice peerless martial arts in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is simply a joke.

When Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo hid in Shaolin Temple, both of them were already one of the few innate masters, but the two of them hid in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion for thirty years. Not only did he not practice the martial arts of a sweeping monk, but he practiced an internal injury that could be seriously injured and killed.

Master Jueyuan practiced the [Jiuyang True Scripture] alone, but he practiced an earth-shattering and profound skill, but Master Jueyuan practiced alone in a daze. There is no realm to guide others at all, and can only relay the [Jiuyang True Scripture] to others.

And Master Jueyuan is not unknown in Shaolin Temple, he is a master of the Juezi generation with great status, so he can accept the little novice who was still known as Zhang Junbao as an apprentice.

Yang Ming also knew that in the original work, the sweeping monk not only saw at a glance that Gu Mozhi practiced the [Yijin Sutra] of Shaolin Temple, but also saw that Gu Mozhi practiced the Taoist [Xiao Wuxianggong].

It's just me!

Those high-ranking monks of the Xuanzi generation can't even see that Gu Mozhi is urging Taoist magic skills, and you old and immortal bald donkey not only see that Gu Mo Zhi is using Taoist magic skills. I also know that this Taoist magic skill is [Xiao Wuxiang Gong], how can an old monk who hides in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of Shaolin Temple and does not leave home know so much about the martial arts of the Taoist Leisure School.

In addition, the sweeping monk has been hiding in the scripture pavilion for at least fifty years, that is. Fifty years ago, the sweeping monk had the best martial arts in the world, and he knew the magic skills of the first Taoist school, the Xiaoyao School.

Fifty years ago, the first generation of the head of the Xiaoyao faction, Xiaoyaozi, was still alive, and Wu Xingyun, Wuyazi, and Li Qiushui had not yet practiced the three major divine skills of the Xiaoyao faction [Eight Desolations and Liuhe Solitary Gong], [Northern Shengong] and [Xiao Wuxiang Gong] to the peak of the realm.

There are only two possibilities for the sweeping monk to be able to know the [Xiao Wuxianggong] well. Either he is Xiaoyaozi himself. Either he once sat down with Xiaoyaozi to discuss martial arts, and learned the essence of the three great divine skills of the Xiaoyaozi sect from Xiaoyaozi.

Before hiding in the Shaolin Temple, the sweeping monk already had invincible martial arts in the world, could it be that because he had been hiding in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion for fifty years, he could say that he was the general of the Shaolin Temple?

In Yang Ming's eyes, the sweeping monk who guarded Shaolin Temple was like Ning Daoqi who guarded Cihang Jingzhai hundreds of years ago.

Use the masters of Taoism to maintain the Taoist system of Buddhism, if those monks and nuns can be at ease. Then they really don't have the slightest shame.

On the square in front of the mountain gate of Shaolin Temple, several masters of the Xuanzi generation were silent because of Yang Ming's question. The sweeping monk suddenly saluted and said.

"Amitabha! The Buddha Tao is a family, and the old monk is the Tao or the Buddha, so what does it matter?"

Hearing the words of the sweeping monk, those Xuanzi masters breathed a sigh of relief.

Although the Buddhism and Taoism family is a slogan used to fool fools, it can also eliminate some of their embarrassment at this time.

Yang Ming hooked the corners of his mouth and said with a sneer.

"Since the old bald donkey wants to consider himself a Buddha, then please abolish all the Taoist martial arts in yourself! If you don't do this, the masters of the Shaolin Temple will definitely not want to let a person with Taoist magic skills protect the Shaolin Temple. ”

Although the sweeping monk was kicked in the head by a donkey, he was not a fool, and of course it was impossible to do anything to destroy his martial arts.

After all, at his current age, if he didn't have a divine power to protect his body, he would immediately run out of oil and die.

Now the donor is here just to prevent the donor from committing another murder, and he doesn't want to entangle these senseless rights and wrongs with the donor. ”

Seeing the sweeping monk's gaze turn to Murong Bo in the distance, Yang Ming suddenly rushed to Murong Fu's side with a kick, raised his right foot and stepped on Murong Fu's neck.

"The so-called father's debt is repaid by the son! If you must save Murong Bo's life, then I will kill Murong Fu!"

"Don't hurt me!"

Before the sweeping monk could speak, Murong Bo rushed towards Yang Ming and said with an anxious face.

"Childe, if you want the life of your old man, take it away, but my Fu'er is innocent. ”

Murong Bo was able to abandon his wife and children for the great cause of the Murong family's restoration of the country, and naturally he would not care about his life and death.

Even if Yang Ming killed Murong Bo, as long as Murong Fu was still alive, the great cause of the Murong family's restoration of the country would be passed on to future generations.

But if Yang Ming kills Murong Fu, even if Murong Bo is still alive, the Murong family will be cut off in his generation, and the ancestors of the Murong family will become descendants who will be cut off from their children and grandchildren.

Seeing that Murong Bo was willing to exchange his life for Murong Fu's life, Yang Ming said with a smile.

"Old Mr. Murong Bo is really a smart person! I don't have the slightest interest in Murong Fu's life, and I don't want your Murong family to cut off their children and grandchildren. You're going to let me kill you!"

Murong Bo closed his eyes in pain and took a deep breath.

"I'm Murong Bo...... If you die before your ambition is rewarded, you are really ashamed of your ancestors and ancestors!"

"But you killed so many innocent people. Your rotten life is not enough to atone for your sins even if you die ten times!"

After Yang Ming finished speaking coldly, he jumped and pounced on Murong Bo.

This time Murong Bo didn't dodge, after all, his father could hide from his son, Murong Bo didn't want to see Yang Ming kill Murong Fu in frenzy, and then it would be too late for him to regret it.

In the original work, Murong Bo suffered an internal injury in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, but Qiao Feng and Xiao Yuanshan, the father and son, did not take advantage of his illness to kill him. It's just stupid.

Fortunately, Yang Ming had already lost his temper, and he didn't feel ashamed to use Murong Fu to threaten Murong Bo.

At the same time that Yang Ming pounced on Murong Bo, the sweeping monk also opened his eyes wide. The figure shook and rushed towards Murong Bo.

But before the sweeping monk caught up with Yang Ming, Wu Xingyun's figure blocked in front of the sweeping monk, and his hands sent out the palm force of the [Tianshan Six Yang Palm] to slap the sweeping monk.

Bang, bang, bang!

Although Wu Xingyun's palm power was blocked by the sweeping monk's three-foot qi wall, the sweeping monk was also stopped by Wu Xingyun's attack. Had to stop.

Yang Ming also fell behind Murong Bo at this time. The Ziwei soft sword was placed across Murong Bo's neck.

"Mr. Murong Bo abandoned his wife and children for the great cause of recovering the country, but unfortunately your ancestors didn't care about the great cause of restoring the country for a long time, and wanted to brainwash you and make you a little bald donkey. ”

"What do you mean by this? The old man's life is already in the hands of Gongzi, why do you insult the ancestor of my Murong family!"

"Hahahaha...... Old Mr. Murong Bo, do you know why this sweeping monk would want to save you, a man who deserves death for many evil crimes?"

"Could it be...... This divine monk is the best friend of the ancestor of my Murong family?"

Murong Bo was not a stupid person, so he could naturally see that it was a little unusual for the sweeping monk to save him.

Master Xuanbei died under the Murong family's [Dou Zhuan Xingxing], and the maid of the Murong family, Ah Zhu, went to Shaolin Temple to steal the Zhensi Divine Skill [Yijin Sutra], and no monk in Shaolin Temple would have a good impression of the Murong family.

This sweeping monk of unknown origin was bent on saving the lives of Murong Bo and Murong Fu. It must be because the sweeping monk has a lot of relationship with the Murong family.

"I'll tell you directly! Old Mr. Murong Bo, this sweeping monk is your Murong family's ancestor Murong Longcheng more than a hundred years ago! You, the old ancestor, established the Returning Shishui Pavilion to collect the world's martial arts classics. But when he sneaked into the Shaolin Temple Scripture Pavilion to steal martial arts classics, he didn't know whether he was kicked in the head by a donkey or brainwashed by Buddhist scriptures, so he actually hid in Shaolin Temple as an old bald donkey. ”

"He's ...... He is the ancestor of my Murong family...... How could this be ......?"

Not only did Murong Bo look shocked and incredulous, but Murong Fu, who was lying on the ground, also turned his head and stared at the old ancestor of the sweeping monk with wide eyes.

Murong Longcheng was the number one master in the world at the end of the five dynasties, and he should have lived to be at least one hundred and fifty years old by now.

Not only Murong Bo, Murong Fu's father and son, but also the heroes present could hardly believe that anyone could live past the age of 100.

Regarding the identity of the sweeping monk, Wu Xingyun was not surprised.

Because after seeing the sweeping monk, she had a sense of déjà vu.

When Xiaoyaozi and Murong Longcheng were discussing martial arts, as a senior disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect, she had seen Murong Longcheng.

For Murong Longcheng's martial arts, her master Xiaoyaozi is also highly respected, after all, Murong Longcheng was sharp back then, and he wanted to reign above everyone in the rivers and lakes, and the name of the first in the world was indeed well deserved.

But he didn't expect that Murong Longcheng, who was peerless in elegance back then, chose to use his divine skills to protect his body and survive until now, and became such an aging and ugly appearance as he is now.

Even her junior brother Wuyazi couldn't bear the disability and aging, and at the age of ninety-three, she passed on the eighty-year True Qi of the Northern Darkness to others and ended her life.

The sweeping monk in front of him is no longer the peerless world's No. 1 master Murong Longcheng back then, just an old immortal monk sweeping monk.

Poof!

Murong Bo knelt down, stared at the sweeping monk with wide eyes and said.

"Ancestor...... Are you really the ancestor of our Murong family? Since you are still alive, why don't you use your invincible martial arts to lead the descendants of our Murong family to complete the great cause of recovering the country?"

The sweeping monk sighed and saluted.

"The world rises and falls. The people are all miserable! The emperor wants to dominate the industry, but in the blink of an eye! Why should the benefactor be concerned about the fact that the people of the world will be involved in the troubled times for the sake of the great cause of restoring the country. ”

Murong Fu said indignantly.

"Dad, the ancestors of our Murong family are all determined to restore the country. This old monk can't be the ancestor of our Murong family at all!"

Murong Bo nodded, and was also a little suspicious of the identity of the sweeping monk.

Yang Ming knew that after Murong Bo was brainwashed by the sweeping monk in the original book, he also said that he would exchange his life for Liao, Xixia, Tubo, Dali and the Murong family to divide the Song Kingdom, and even Murong Fu, his own son, did not recognize it.

I don't know if it's because the brainwashing of the sweeping monk is too strong, or because Murong Bo's heart to restore the country is not firm.

In fact, Murong Bo and Murong Fu kept talking about restoring the country and restoring the country, but not only did they never become emperors. Even the petty officials who govern one side have never been a reckless, and they are completely reckless, and in their hearts, they are afraid that they don't even have the concept of the country. The so-called great cause of restoring the country is nothing more than a pipe dream.

As long as their daydreams are punctured, they will naturally be able to give up the so-called great cause of recovering the country.

"Old Mr. Murong Bo, whether you admit that the old immortal bald donkey is your ancestor Murong Longcheng or not, it can't change the result that I want to kill you! I will let you see Murong Longcheng die with you!"

Poof-

Yang Ming's left hand urged the sword qi of the finger sword. pierced Murong Bo's dantian qi sea from behind, not only abolishing Murong Bo's martial arts, but also causing him to die of excessive blood loss.

Seeing Yang Ming ruthlessly treating Murong Bo, the sweeping monk pronounced a Buddha name, and whispered the superordinate Buddhist scriptures in his mouth.

"Murong Longcheng, now it's your turn to die!"

Yang Ming snorted coldly, jumped and pounced towards the sweeping monk.

Wu Xingyun also urged his whole body to support the two-foot qi wall at this time, and his hands kept sending out the [Tianshan Six Yang Palm] palm force to slap the sweeping monk's three-foot qi wall.

If there was only Wu Xingyun alone, the sweeping monk didn't have to worry about Wu Xingyun breaking his three-foot qi wall.

But after Yang Ming rushed over. Immediately stabbed the sweeping monk from behind with the crape myrtle soft sword, and the sweeping monk's three-foot qi wall was pierced by the crape myrtle soft sword as if it was tissue paper.

Just when Yang Ming's crape myrtle soft sword was less than a foot away from the sweeping monk's back. The sweeping monk turned around suddenly, and held the sword body of the Ziwei soft sword in the air with his left hand, and then the sweeping monk pushed with his left hand, and the Ziwei soft sword shifted its direction and stabbed towards Wu Xingyun.

"Fight the stars!"

The eyes of the heroes present widened and they recognized that the sweeping monk was using the unique skills of the Gusu Murong family.

Although Murong Bo and Murong Fu were unbelievable, they already believed that the sweeping monk was Murong Longcheng.

Yang Ming raised his right hand backwards and withdrew the Ziwei Soft Sword, and at the same time, he pulled out the Xuantie Divine Sword with his left hand and slashed at the left shoulder of the sweeping monk.

Wu Xingyun also used the [Tianshan Folding Plum Hand] and struck the right side of the sweeping monk with a strong finger force.

In the original work, Qiao Feng's [Eighteen Palms of Dragon Descent] palm power can break the ribs of the sweeping monk and make him injured and vomit blood, at this time, the siege of Yang Ming and Wu Xingyun is naturally not something that the sweeping monk can block.

The sweeping monk suddenly raised his hands, and two palm winds bombarded Yang Ming and Wu Xingyun's bodies, causing their figures to pause.

When Yang Ming and Wu Xingyun's bodies regained their freedom, the sweeping monk jumped behind him and quickly fled into the mountains and forests behind the square with light skills.

Yang Ming and Wu Xingyun glanced at each other, and both of them showed shocked expressions.

"This old immortal bald donkey really doesn't have any face at all!"

Although Yang Ming had fled in embarrassment in front of the sweeping monk when he forced Xuan Ci and Xuzhu to death in Shaolin Temple last time, he had already lost his temper and didn't love his skin.

Murong Longcheng is the number one master in the world at the end of the five dynasties, in Yang Ming's opinion, even if the sweeping monk can't defeat himself and Wu Xingyun, he should fight to the death.

But the sweeper escaped...... I escaped!

This is really the world is declining, the sweeping monk is definitely kicked in the head by a donkey, how can he escape as the number one master in the world, how can his life be compared with face.

In the original book of Qiao Feng Qiao's gang leader, the three masters of human warfare, Ding Chunqiu, Zhuang Juxian, and Murong Fu, did not escape!

While despising the sweeping monk in his heart, Yang Ming also thought of a way to make the sweeping monk unable to escape.

"Grandma Tong!Let's go to the Scripture Pavilion to kill that old immortal bald donkey, if he dares to hide and can't come out, then we will burn down the Scripture Pavilion. (To be continued.) )