readx;? When Murong Bo practiced recently, he felt quite upset, confused, and elusive, but now after listening to the words of the sweeping monk, he realized that the original catastrophe was already in the dark of all. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The sweeping monk saw that Murong Fu's face was initially worried, but then his eyebrows straightened, and his face was full of rigidity and conceit, obviously taking his words as the east wind in his ears, sighed softly, and said to Xiao Yuanshan: "Xiao Jushi, do you feel faint pain in the lower abdomen recently?"

Xiao Yuanshan's whole body froze, and said: "The monk clearly sees that this is exactly the case. ”

The sweeping monk said again: "You Guan Yuan** is insensitive, but how have you been lately?"

Xiao Yuanshan was even more surprised, and said in a trembling voice: "This numbness was only the size of a little finger ten years ago, and now it is ...... It's almost the size of a teacup now. ”

Xiao Feng heard this, knowing that his father was going to show this sign in three places, which was caused by the strong practice of Shaolin stunts, from his words, this sign has been bothering him for many years, and it has never been able to get rid of it, becoming a big worry, immediately took two steps forward, knelt down, bowed to the old monk, and said: "The monk knows the root of his father's illness, and prays for mercy and rescue." ”

The sweeping monk returned the salute with his hands together and said, "Donor, please get up." The donor is kind-hearted, thinks of the common people in the world, and refuses to hurt the Song Liao army and people with personal enmity. No need to be polite. ”

Xiao Feng was overjoyed, kowtowed two more times, and then stood up.

The sweeping monk said: "Xiao Jushi's injury is caused by practicing Shaolin school martial arts, and if you want to find a way to resolve it, you must find it from Buddhism." ”

Speaking of this, the sweeping monk turned his head to Murong Bo and said, "Old Murong doesn't need to talk too much. But if the old man exempts the old benefactor from the pain of ten thousand needles three times a day on the three ** roads of Yangbai, Lianquan, and Fengfu, what about it?"

Murong Bo's face changed drastically, and his whole body couldn't help but tremble slightly. His body trembled twice, and he suddenly felt that among the three ** paths of Yangbai, Lianquan, and Fengfu, the sharp pain like a pinprick flared up again. Originally, this was not the moment of pain, but under the shock of the heart, the pain was sudden, and the only way to endure it was to grit your teeth. But this tooth gate is not tight, and the upper and lower teeth have to collide, and it is embarrassed. The plain words of the sweeping monk made his heart beat and he felt panicked.

Murong Fu knew that his father had a strong and competitive temper, and he would rather kill him than be embarrassed and humiliated in front of others, and he was even more unwilling to be like Xiao Feng, kneeling down and pleading with the old monk for his father, and immediately bowed his hand to Xiao Feng's father and son, and said: "The green mountains do not change, the green water flows forever, don't pass it for the time being." The two of you want to seek revenge on my father and son, and we are waiting for you in Gusu Yanziwu Shenhezhuang. Stretched out his hand to hold Murong Bo's right hand and said, "Daddy, let's go!"

The sweeping monk said: "You can bear to be like this, let Ling Zun suffer such a painful torment?"

Murong Fu's face turned pale, took Murong Bo's hand, and walked away.

Xiao Feng shouted: "You just want to leave? There is such a cheap thing in the world? Your father is sick, and the eldest husband disdains to take advantage of the danger of others, and lets him go." You're not sick or in pain!"

Murong Fu Qi rushed upwards and shouted, "Then I will take Brother Xiao's tricks." ”

Xiao Feng didn't say anything, he snorted with a palm, and with one move, he lowered the dragon's eighteen palms, "See the dragon in the field", and slammed it towards Murong Fu. He saw that the terrain in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion was dangerous, and the masters were clustered, so it was inconvenient to fight for a long time, so he used ten percent of his strength to take the enemy's life in a few palms. Murong Fu saw that he was vicious, and immediately mobilized the power of his life, and he wanted to resolve it with the technique of "fighting and turning the stars".

The sweeping monk clasped his hands together and said, "Chen Mitabha, Buddhism is good, the two donors must not be ignorant. ”

As soon as his palms were closed like this, there seemed to be a force that turned into an invisible wall, blocking between Xiao Feng and Murong Fu. Xiao Feng's overwhelming palm force hit this wall, and he disappeared without a trace when he landed, disappearing into invisibility.

Just with such a hand, Xiao Han knows the wheel of martial arts, and he is not the opponent of the sweeping monk anyway. I couldn't help but feel a little heavy in my heart. Now the hope can only be placed on telekinesis!

Xiao Feng's heart sank, he had never met an opponent in his life, but the old monk's skill in front of him was much stronger than himself, and since he stopped it, today's revenge must not be avenged. He thought of his father's internal injuries, and bowed down again: "In the lower wilderness, the generation of the grass, who does not know etiquette, offended the monks and monks, forgive the sin." ”

The old monk smiled and said, "It's easy to say, it's easy to say." The old monk respects Lord Xiao for his life, only a great hero can be his true colors, and Lord Xiao deserves it. ”

Xiao Feng said: "The murderous sins committed by my father are all caused by the lower body, and I beg the monk to treat the wounds of my father, and all kinds of crimes are received by the lower body, and I will never give up." ”

The old monk smiled slightly and said, "The old man has already said that in order to resolve the internal injuries of Xiao Lao's defense, you must seek it from Buddhism. The Buddha is born from the heart, and the Buddha is enlightenment. Others can only give instructions, but they can't do it for them. I asked Old Donor Xiao a word: If you have the ability to heal your injuries, will you heal Old Murong's internal injuries?"

Xiao Yuanshan marched and said, "I... I'm old for Xiao Rong... The old man healed his wounds?"

Murong Fu shouted, "You put it in your mouth cleaner." ”

Xiao Yuanshan gritted his teeth and said: "Old man Murong killed my beloved wife and ruined my life, I can't wait to cut him into meat sauce with a thousand knives." ”

The sweeping monk said: "If you don't see the old benefactor of Murong die, it will be difficult to eliminate the hatred in your heart?"

Xiao Yuanshan said: "Exactly." For thirty years, the old man has been thinking about it day and night, and he only has this blood and hatred. ”

The sweeping monk nodded, "That's easy, too." Slowly moving forward, he stretched out a palm and slapped it on the top of Murong Bo's head.

Seeing this, Xiao Han knew what was going on, the sweeping monk wanted the two of them to go from life to death and from death. Xiao Han asked himself, even if he has a soul transfer, he will do it like this.

Murong Bo didn't care when he saw the old monk approaching at the beginning, and when he saw him stretch out his palm and slap his Tianling Gai, his left hand was busy lifting Xiangge, and he was afraid that the other party's martial arts were too powerful, and after raising his hand, his body floated backwards. His Gusu Murong family's martial arts is already extraordinary, and after studying the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin Temple, it is even more like a tiger with wings. The defensive position is strict and elegant, and it can be said that it is exhaustive, and it is contemptuous to add to it. Everyone in the pavilion was a martial arts master, and when they saw him use these two tricks, they all secretly cheered, which made Xiao Yuanshan and his son can't help but admire.

Unexpectedly, the old monk slapped down lightly with his palm, and the sound of the wave hit the "Baihui**" in the middle of Murong Bo's head, and Murong Bo's retreat was ineffective. Baihui ** is the most important place in the human body, even if it is encountered by people who do not know martial arts at all, there is also a risk of injury, the old monk hit with a blow, Murong Bo's whole body was shocked, and he was out of breath, and he fell backwards.

Murong Fu was shocked, grabbed it, and shouted, "Daddy, daddy!"

But seeing that his father's mouth and eyes were closed, and there was no breath in his nostrils, he hurriedly reached out to his heart and touched it, and his heartbeat had stopped. Murong Fu was full of grief and anger, and he never imagined that this old monk who was full of compassion and Buddhism would actually do this, and shouted, "You...... You...... You old thief!" Leaned his father's body against the pillar, flew up, and slammed his palms out at the old monk.

The sweeping monk didn't hear it and ignored it. Murong Fu pushed his palms two feet in front of the old monk, and suddenly it was like hitting an invisible wall of qi, and it was even more like crashing into a fishing net. Originally, he was fierce, and the force of the rebound must have been very strong, but his palm power seemed to be completely dissolved by the invisible wall of qi, and then gently pushed him away, hitting the bookshelf with his back, and the bookshelf did not collapse, and not even a single volume of the old piled up of scriptures on the shelf was lost.

Murong Fu is very alert, although he is saddened by the death of his father, but he knows that the old monk's martial arts are ten times higher than his own, even if he fights fiercely, he can't help it after all, he leans on the bookshelf at the moment, pretending to be more than **, and secretly calculates in his heart, how to surprise and attack again.

The sweeping monk turned to Xiao Yuanshan and said lightly: "Xiao Lao Shi mainly saw Murong Lao Shi die with his own eyes, so as to accumulate hatred for years. Now that Old Donor Murong is dead, Old Donor Xiao can calm down, right?"