"Amitabha, the name is just a code name, Zhang Zhenren is just free. The old monk clasped his hands together, and without seeing how to move, he came to the center of the square, standing opposite Zhang Sanfeng, and the distance was no more than ten meters.

"This old monk, is it Murong Dragon City?"

"Murong Longcheng disappeared back then, it turned out that he was a monk. ”

"Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot?" someone sneered.

"Brother Tai, what you said is biased, Murong Longcheng is not a big traitor, how can you put down the butcher knife?" someone who admired Murong Longcheng retorted.

"Hehe, the death of the king of heaven was known to the whole world. Murong Longcheng's hands are stained with the blood of my Han family's sons. These things are not something that time can hide. ”

"Two armies are at war, each with its own master. What's more, Wu Mourning Heavenly King didn't kill the Yan army back then, right? Now that Murong Longcheng has converted to Shaolin, he has let go of a qiē. Brother Tai is so unrelenting, it is not the work of people in the righteous path. "There was a man who was righteous and awe-inspiring.

"I'm ashamed to talk to someone like you. ”

Wang Yu also gasped when he heard the conversation between Zhang Sanfeng and Murong Longcheng.

The appearance of the sweeping monk has always been expected by Wang Yu, and Wang Yu, the person of Murong Longcheng, is no stranger to him.

But Wang Yu has never linked the two together.

The intelligence of the net has never found out this news.

But now it turns out that the two are actually the same person.

Murong Dragon City, Murong Dragon City, which has been famous for more than a hundred years, has never tasted defeat in the world. It was actually a sweeping monk of Shaolin Temple.

Thinking of Shaolin's various abnormal actions, Wang Yu's heart moved. Finally there is a reasonable explanation.

If the behavior of Shaolin Temple is behind it, there is the shadow of Murong Longcheng behind it. This qiē is logical.

Back then, the Yan Kingdom was destroyed by the Han Dynasty, and even Murong Fu was trying to restore the country, how could Murong Longcheng, as the ancestor of the Murong family, not have any ideas.

Moreover, after the battle between Murong Longcheng and Duan Siping, the outcome was unknown, but he never appeared on the rivers and lakes again.

With the strength of Duan Siping, who had just fought with the evil king, it was not as strong as Murong Longcheng before he returned to seclusion. How could a battle force Murong Longcheng to not be born for a hundred years.

The only explanation is that this qiē was arranged by Murong Longcheng at all.

In that battle back then, Murong Longcheng was not only defeated, but he was afraid that he still had the upper hand.

"Murong Longcheng, you didn't expect Duan Siping's death, did you? You worked hard to be alone, and you had a relationship with Duan Siping a hundred years ago, making him your arm's help, but unfortunately you died today. A hundred years of hard work was lost. I'm just afraid that it's very uncomfortable, right?" Zhang Sanfeng said.

"Amitabha, a poor monk did deliberately take the opportunity of the war with the Lord of Duan to live in seclusion in Shaolin a hundred years ago, but Lord Duan was never a poor monk. Of course, the poor monk was very sad about his death. "Murong Longcheng said.

"It's a pity. He should not have died today, but he cannot refuse your call. Because he owes you a favor, doesn't he?" Zhang Sanfeng said.

"The poor monk and the lord of Duan didn't know each other back then. But there is no human affection. Murong Longcheng denied.

Zhang Sanfeng looked up to the sky and laughed, "Murong Dragon City." You're still as hypocritical as you were back then. A hundred years ago, you had already broken through the limits of heaven and man. How could Duan Siping be your opponent. If you hadn't deliberately kept your hand, Duan Siping wouldn't have died today. Duan Siping naturally knows about this, so he will come to Wudang today at your invitation to repay you for letting go a hundred years ago. ”

"Zhang Zhenren seems to be quite prejudiced against me?" Murong Longcheng did not answer Zhang Sanfeng's words directly, but asked rhetorically.

"You should know better than I know why this is happening. Murong Longcheng, don't pretend, you should hate me even more than my hatred for you. Zhang Sanfeng sneered.

"Amitabha, since taking refuge in my Buddha, the poor monk has been empty, greed, hatred, hatred, love, lust and evil are all fleeting, and the poor monk has already seen the past. "Murong Longcheng said.

"Do you think that by taking refuge in the Buddha, you will be able to offset your sins? Do you think that by taking refuge in the Buddha, you will be able to get rid of your alien identity and the blood on your hands? How can there be such a simple thing. If you are not of my race, your heart will be different, you have been hiding in Shaolin all these years, I am afraid that there will be no less trouble. Shaolin, the largest faction in the world, has become more and more smoky since you entered. Murong Longcheng, the old Taoist told you, Yan Guo is the real passing cloud. Even if it is a troubled era in the Central Plains now, it is not up to you Xianbei people to be able to make wind and rain. Back then, Ran Min was able to destroy the Yan Kingdom, and today, there are people who can destroy the remnants of the Yan Kingdom. Zhang Sanfeng said in a deep voice.

Zhang Zhenren's words are quite biased, all beings are equal, regardless of Hu and Han. National integration is the trend of historical development, and the people of all nationalities living in harmony under a blue sky is what the poor monks are really willing to achieve now. As for Yan Guo, as Zhang Zhenren said, it has long been a passing moment, and the poor monk has long been put down. "Murong Longcheng has the appearance of a high-ranking monk, and his face is quite sincere.

Before Zhang Sanfeng could speak, Wang Yu suddenly burst out laughing.

"I don't know why Your Majesty is laughing?" Murong Longcheng waited for Wang Yu to finish laughing before asking.

"I laugh at your thief's immortality, and I also feel sad for Shaolin, and I actually go along with you. But yes, Buddhism is not a sect born in Middle-earth, and Bodhidharma is a foreign race. If Buddhism does not sacrifice the great weapon of ethnic integration, how can it gain a firm foothold in the Central Plains? You and the Shaolin Temple are a match made in heaven. It's no wonder that you are colluding with Mingjiao and supporting Li Tang. A group of Fanbang inheritances with improper origins, and the Hu-Han mixed-race gate valve forces, of course, support each other. Wang Yu sneered.

"Your Majesty thinks like this, I'm afraid that it will not be the blessing of the common people. Heaven has the virtue of a good life, the Han people are people, and the Hu people are also people, so why bother to fight each other?" Murong Longcheng said.

A sarcastic smile hung on the corner of Wang Yu's mouth, and he said, "I am not opposed to the harmony between all ethnic groups, but once you have a qiē, you must follow my rules." I don't bother to tell you more today, don't think that I don't know about the things that Shaolin Temple is doing secretly. Today, you invited heroes from all over the world to come to Wudang Mountain, wanting to suppress the Wudang faction. Come and don't be rude, soon, I will definitely come to Songshan in person, in front of the world, the Shaolin Temple plaque will be completely smashed, let the world know your true face. Believe me, that day will not be too far away. ”

Murong Longcheng's face became solemn, and he said: "Your Majesty, Shaolin has been established for thousands of years, and it is not that the emperor has threatened Shaolin. But Shaolin is still there, but those emperors are already a pile of bones. ”

"Ask Shaolin a few heads to see what the emperor's methods are. Murong Longcheng, if you don't die today, I will let you know my methods. Wang Yu said. (To be continued......)

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