The fight between the two people was quickly divided, and Murong Fu was forced to flee in all directions by Duan Yu's six-vein divine sword under his anger, and he had no power to fight back, in fact, Duan Yu's six-vein divine sword cultivation was not yet pure, and the spirit was not effective, and this time he was able to be so handy mainly because of his anger, and his true qi was running quickly.

Abbot Xuanci, as the host of Shaolin, is naturally in control of the situation in the audience, but his eyes swept to Ye Erniang on that field, and their faces changed slightly, but they still didn't show it.

Seeing this, Cheng Yunfan kindly reminded Xuan Ci and said with the secret technique of sound transmission: "Abbot Xuan Ci, you planted the karmic causes, and now you have karmic results, so you can do it yourself." ”

Xuan Ci was shocked at first, and then he could only smile bitterly, and then glanced at Cheng Yunfan who was standing on the side, still looking light, he was really a master of the world, and he admired this person's cultivation even more, and had the intention of practicing with it, but he shook his head again and stopped talking.

There was not much effort, and the competition of several people on the field had results, Qiao Feng defeated Zhuang Juxian, Duan Yu beat Murong Fu and fled, and Ding Chunqiu was also subdued by Xuzhu with a life and death charm and brought to Shaolin Temple to be guarded.

It was almost time for the people to think that the matter was over. Unexpectedly, two black-clothed masked men with strong martial arts suddenly appeared on the field, and their martial arts cultivation was so high that everyone was stunned.

Cheng Yunfan took a slight look, and the two of them actually reached the innate realm of martial arts, and naturally, the two of them also discovered Cheng Yunfan who was present.

Glancing at each other, they stepped forward one after the other, and said: "Senior, the two of us have a big grudge and are evenly matched, but today we will definitely divide the winner and lose, and I hope the seniors will testify." ”

Cheng Yunfan said with a smile: "You and the other two, martial arts have reached the innate realm, why can't you find out this greed and hatred?"

Then he shook his head and continued, "In this case, you can settle the mundane affairs here, and the poor way will be a witness, and you two will do your own thing, and you must not hurt the innocent." ”

The two of them saw that Cheng Yunfan, a senior master, had no intention of meddling in mundane things, and they felt a lot more relieved.

The next interpretation is really like that novel, after the two of them were exposed, the martial arts heroes present were all surprised, and the recent series of headless public cases in the rivers and lakes and the true identity of the leading brother decades ago have surfaced one by one.

Cheng Yunfan saw the whereabouts of the past of the martial arts, so he was silent, and when he saw that the abbot of Xuanci was punished, he thought that he would have something to ask for later, and he couldn't let the situation develop, and he couldn't save him when he saw death, so he secretly injected a trace of protective aura into his body.

Abbot Xuanci has been practicing for decades, and he can naturally feel the changes in his body, but he shook his head slightly towards Cheng Yunfan, indicating that he does not plan to use his skills to protect his body. The voice said: "Cause has a cause, effect has an effect, and if there is no cause and no effect, what is cultivation?"

Cheng Yunfan listened to his words, and he knew it in his heart. I thought to myself, if this old monk can really not die this time, it can be regarded as a real cultivation progress, and he can continue to practice if he breaks through the red dust.

It's just half a day's work, and it's already been done here.

Duan Yu felt that the Buddhism of Shaolin Temple was profound and profound, and he wanted to go around the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, so he naturally pulled Cheng Yunfan and said: "Second brother, your cultivation is profound, take the younger brother to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to see how it is, we don't steal or rob, just take a look." ”

"Since the younger brother has a request, how can the second brother not allow it?" Cheng Yunfan nodded, and the two rushed back to the Shaolin Temple. This Shaolin Temple covers a wide area, the front hall and the back house, I don't know that there are thousands of rooms.

The two of them walked around, but they couldn't touch the place where the scripture pavilion was hidden.

Suddenly, he turned to a place again, but saw a group of monks and Central Plains group of heroes going around the halls, shouting and shouting, looking for the location of Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo and his son.

The two did not think of a pointless argument, so they avoided the crowd and left. But soon I saw two Hu monks flashing out of the side door quickly, looking around, and shrunk.

Duan Yu's heart moved, and he asked Cheng Yunfan: "Second brother, these two Hu monks are not Shaolin monks, what are they doing with ghosts?"

Cheng Yunfan said with a smile: "It's definitely not a good thing, let's follow quietly!"

Of course, he knew that this was Gu Mozhi and his junior brother, taking advantage of the Shaolin turmoil, and came to the attention of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion again. But it's hard to say, the two followed to a mountain stream, and there was a pavilion next to the mountain stream, and a plaque next to the building read the words "Tibetan Scripture Pavilion".

Duan Yu thought to himself: "The Shaolin Temple Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is famous all over the world, but it was originally established here. Yes, this pavilion is built by the water, far away from other houses, that is lest a fire in the temple will destroy the precious scriptures. ”

Seeing that the two monks were short and slowly approached the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, Duan Yu also followed, and suddenly saw two middle-aged monks flash out, cough in unison, and said, "What are you doing here?"

A monk said: "My senior brother has long admired the name of the Shaolin Temple Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and he has come to sightsee. "It was Kumachi who spoke.

A Shaolin monk said: "Master, please stay, this temple has a lot of scriptures, and outsiders are not allowed to trespass." While he was talking, four more monks stopped at the door with Zen guards in their hands. The two brothers glanced at each other, and saw that the monk's martial arts were not profound, so they wanted to break through.

But I heard a few words of chanting and chanting from the bed in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion: "That is, the heart is the Buddha, that is, the Buddha is the heart, the heart knows the Buddha, the Buddha knows the heart, the centrifugal is not the Buddha, and the Buddha is not the ......heart" The voice was peaceful and rich, but Cheng Yunfan had never heard of it, and it was not much better than the little monk Huiding.

It seems that this person must be a Buddhist cultivator who has lived in Shaolin Temple for many years.

At this moment, I saw two black shadows flying from the sky, followed by two more figures, and suddenly saw that they had all entered the small courtyard of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and the monks were obviously led away by those figures.

Gu Mozhi also took advantage of this to go in, Cheng Yunfanfa and Duan Yu waited for a while, and when they saw that there was no movement around, they followed up with employment.

After turning around for a long time, I heard a voice talking outside a room in a small courtyard, and there was more than one person listening to the voice.

First of all, Na Murong Bo said: "Old Man Xiao has lived in seclusion for decades, and there are few traces of chivalry in the world. Xiao Daxia is still willing to take all risks for the sake of a girl who has no relatives and no reason, and goes to Juxian Village alone to seek medical treatment, how can he break his promise after he is old? After planning for a long time, this is a good opportunity of a lifetime. How can you not do this business in the old age, exchanging one life for the foundation of eternity?"

He smiled and stared at Xiao Feng, hoping that he would do it quickly.

Xiao Yuanshan said: "My son, this person's intention seems to be true, what do you think?"

Xiao Feng said: "No!" suddenly slapped a palm and hit the wooden table, only to hear a splitting sound, the wooden table was broken into several pieces, and the dagger fell, and said awe-inspiringly: "How can the revenge of killing my mother be regarded as a transaction of business? Such a dirty thing, is it that my Xiao father and son are disdainful?"

Murong Bo looked up to the sky and laughed, and said loudly: "I have heard that Xiao Feng and Xiao Daxia are a little world-famous, and they have seen extraordinary, but I don't know that when I see it today, although he is a brave man who does not know the righteousness and is vain. Hey, hey, ridiculous, ridiculous!"

Xiao Feng knew that he was agitated with words, and said coldly: "Xiao Feng is a hero, or an ordinary man, he can't fall into your trap and become a murderous knife in his hand." ”

Murong Bo said: "The Lu of the food monarch is the matter of loyalty to the king." You are the minister of the Great Liao Kingdom, you only want to remember the personal enmity of your parents, and you don't want to be loyal to the country, how can you be worthy of the Great Liao?"

Xiao Feng took a step forward and said proudly: "Have you ever seen the tragic situation of Song and Liao fighting each other above the border pass? Have you ever seen the scene of the Song and Liao people's wives being separated and their families ruined? Song and Liao have been easily recalling the army for decades, if the sword soldiers rise again and the Khitan iron cavalry invades the Southern Dynasty, do you know how many Song people will be killed tragically? How many Liao people will die unexpectedly?" When he said this, he remembered the cruel situation of the Song soldiers and Liao soldiers fighting each other in the grass valley outside the Yanmen Pass that day, and the more he talked, the louder he became, and said: "The soldiers are fierce and dangerous, how can there be anything in the world that must win?" The Great Song Dynasty soldiers had a lot of money, and only one or two generals were needed to lead the troops to fight, and the Great Liao and Tubo joined forces, and they might not be able to win. Let's fight a river of blood, corpses and bones, want your Murong clan to take the opportunity to restore the Yan Kingdom, I am loyal to the country to serve the country, I am protecting the land and the people, not for my own glory and wealth, so I kill people to take land and make meritorious contributions. ”

Suddenly, I heard an old voice outside the long window saying: "Good, good! Xiao Jushi is kind-hearted, and he thinks of the common people in the world like this, which is really a bodhisattva's heart." ”

Cheng Yunfan listened to the aura contained in the voice, and naturally knew that it was the hidden Buddhist cultivator who was opening, and then he used the aura and spoke loudly to cater to him: "The world is out of my generation, and the years of entering the rivers and lakes are urging." In the talk and laughter of the emperor's hegemony, it is better than a drunk life; the Great Wall is still there today, and Qin Shi Huang is not seen back then. Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, I didn't expect to meet people in the same way here. ”

Cheng Yunfan said and entered the courtyard.

Seeing an old monk sweeping the floor by himself, the spiritual power around his body fluctuated, and he was actually the peak cultivation of the third layer of qi refining. The old monk was first shocked when he saw Cheng Yunfan come in, and then said knowingly: "Fortunately, it will be rare, dare to ask the seniors here, what advice do you have?"

"I don't dare to be the word advice, but because I have something important to ask for advice from Shaolin Temple, so I have been here for a few days, but I have seen a lot of disputes in the rivers and lakes, but it's a pity, it's a pity. Cheng Yunfan said.

At this time, Na Murong saw that in addition to Cheng Yunfan, there was also a thin monk in a green robe holding a broom and sweeping the floor with a bow. This monk is quite old, his sparse long beard is already white, his movements are slow, he has no strength, and he does not look like he has martial arts.

Murong Fu asked again, "How long have you been hiding here?"

The old monk first smiled apologetically at Cheng Yunfan, saying that he would deal with mundane things first, and then turned his head and said, "The donor asked me to hide here...... Yes...... How long has it been?"

The five of them stared at him together, only to see that his eyes were blank and he had no energy at all, but his voice was exactly the accent that Shicai praised Xiao Feng.

Murong replied: "Yes, let me ask you how long you have been hiding here?"