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On the hill behind the Shaolin Temple.

"Flutter!"

In the cell, dressed in a red robe, with a cloak and a disheveled head, sitting cross-legged, Shangguan Ao suddenly opened his eyes and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Hahaha, vomit blood! vomit blood!"

Beside him, sitting on the ground, seeing Shangguan Ao vomiting blood, Ziwu Evil Monk clapped his palms and laughed.

Hearing this, feeling ridiculed by the other party, Shangguan looked at Ziwu Evil Monk with fierce eyes.

Facing Shangguan Ao's eyes, feeling the murderous aura of the other party, Ziwu Evil Monk lowered his head in fear.

Seeing that the evil monk lowered his head, Shangguan Ao retracted the anger in his heart, and continued to sit cross-legged, practicing luck.

"Heaven and earth are the most reasonable... It's hard to hear... Whoever can be awakened belongs to the vitality... Angry and unlucky... There is no reason... Friendship and unity, inseparable from each other..."

Suddenly, just as Shangguan Ao closed his eyes and practiced, a small chanting sound came from his ears.

Hearing this recitation, Shangguan Ao's face froze, and his eyes looked at the evil monk Ziwu in astonishment.

I saw that Ziwu Evil Monk's mouth was dull, and his fingers began to draw humanoid images on the ground.

Looking around, seeing the humanoid pattern on the ground, Shangguan Ao frowned deeply.

From the other party's chanting, Shangguan Ao could be sure that it was a martial arts mental method! And the humanoid pattern on the ground was weird, could it be a martial arts move?

After thinking about it in his heart, Shangguan Ao immediately closed his eyes again, and recalled in his mind the words that Fang Caizi had recited, and practiced luck.

I have tried for more than a year, but I have never succeeded, and now that the dead horse is used as a live horse doctor, it is better to try the martial arts method recited by the other party!

Suddenly, sitting cross-legged, Shangguan Ao's long hair was flying, and his whole body flashed with dazzling blue light!

After a while, Shangguan Ao opened his eyes, and his eyes flashed!

In his own body, the messy tendons and veins actually showed a hint of recovery! And there was an internal force in his dantian!

"It's... What kind of miracle is this!"

Looking at the evil monk Ziwu in surprise, Shangguan Ao was shocked in his heart!

"Immortals!"

On the other side, seeing Shangguan Ao's whole body shining with blue light, Ziwu Evil Monk laughed madly and kept clapping his palms.

Shangguan Ao's guess was not right, what the talented monk recited was the martial arts method! It was the long-lost magic of Shaolin Temple, the heart method of washing the marrow scriptures!

Why does Abbot Zhiyuan say that from ancient times to the present, no one has participated in the Purifying the Pulp Sutra except for the Bodhidharma Patriarch! Because the innate key to its cultivation is very harsh! That is self-financed martial arts, and the muscles and veins are in chaos!

These two are indispensable, otherwise they will be filled with the marrow washing sutra, leading to madness!

And Shangguan Ao's internal strength was lost, and he was injured by the hand that cut off the pulse of the reverse tendons, and the muscles and veins in his body were in chaos, so he achieved the innate key to cultivating the marrow washing scripture!

After cultivating the Pulp Cleansing Sutra for a while, internal force appeared in Shangguan Ao's body, and the tendons and veins in his body were gradually recovering!

"Crazy monk, what kind of martial arts is this!"

Standing up and coming to the evil monk Ziwu, Shangguan asked with excitement on his face.

"Immortals, immortals..."

But now Ziwu Evil Monk has lost his mind, looking at Shangguan Ao with dull eyes, and his mouth is broken.

"Tell me! What kind of martial arts is this!"

At this moment, an incomparable hope rose in his heart, and Shangguan arrogantly waved his hand, grabbed the evil monk Ziwu from the ground, and shouted angrily.

After drinking, a sharp glint flashed in his eyes, Shangguan Ao grabbed Ziwu Evil Monk's arm and squeezed it hard, and Ziwu Evil Monk suddenly screamed.

"Say, what kind of martial arts is this!"

Now that there is a trace of internal strength in his body, it is not a problem to deal with the evil monk of Fu Ziwu, Shangguan Ao asked with a hideous face.

"Wash the marrow sutra!

His arm hurt, his painful face was covered in cold sweat, and the evil monk screamed.

"Wash the marrow meridian!"

Hearing this, Shangguan Aohu was stunned and was taken aback in his heart.

Shangguan Ao naturally knows that this marrow washing sutra is a lost miracle of Shaolin Temple!

The sky really has eyes! There is hope for revenge!

"Crazy monk, tell me the mental method of washing the marrow meridian!"

After the joy in his heart, Shangguan Ao looked at Ziwu Evil Monk with a hideous face, and said in a deep voice.

Hearing this, the evil monk Ziwu looked at Shangguan Ao with a dull gaze and was silent.

"Ah!!h

Seeing this, Shangguan Ao grabbed his shoulder bone with his big hand and pinched it fiercely, and suddenly, the shoulder bone was crushed, and the evil monk screamed again!

Then, the night was dark and the wind was high, and the screams of Ziwu evil monks and Shangguan Ao's crazy laughter kept ringing in the cell.

...............

The next day, the Forbidden City, the Holy Sleeping Palace.

The sky was bright, and the civil and military officials were already here, and everyone looked at the door of the dormitory, shaking their heads and sighing.

Qin Xuan, Geng Hao, General Cao and Sima Xuan stood outside the door of the dormitory.

"Third brother!"

With a sad shout, I saw a guard not far away, followed by a guard, walking quickly with a sad expression.

"King Wuxian!"

Seeing Zhu Siye coming, the civil and military officials saluted respectfully.

"Fourth Master Zhu, you're here..."

Hugging his fists, Qin Xuan greeted with a heavy face.

"Little brother, third brother, he... Is there really no power to go back?"

Facing Qin Xuan's four eyes, Zhu Siye asked with a sad expression.

"Ugh..."

Hearing this, he shook his head, and Qin Xuan sighed.

"Third brother!"

Seeing Qin Xuan's expression, Zhu Siye's eyes were wet and red, and he screamed, and wanted to rush into the palace.

"Lord, you have to be calm, don't disturb the rest of the saint..."

In front of him, seeing Zhu Siye's actions, General Cao hurriedly grabbed Zhu Siye and comforted him in a rough voice.

"Let go of this king! This king wants to see the third brother!"

Staring at his eyes, Zhu Siye let out a low roar sadly.

"General Cao, let them in..."

Suddenly, at this moment, the weak voice of the Holy Lord came from the dormitory.

Hearing the order of the saint, General Cao no longer stopped him, turned sideways, and asked Zhu Siye to push open the door of the dormitory.

"Third brother!"

Walking into the dormitory, Zhu Siye screamed sadly, and when he looked away, he saw Zhu Sanye lying on the bed with a weak face.

"Fourth brother... You're here..."

opened the old eyes and looked at Zhu Siye, and Zhu Sanye called weakly.

"Third brother, it's all my fault! It's that I haven't protected you!"

After all, the tears couldn't help falling, and Zhu Siye cried like a child.

"Don't cry... How old a man is... In front of civil and military officials... What kind of system..."

Tremblingly stretched out his wrinkled hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of the fourth brother's eyes, Zhu Sanye said weakly.

Outside the dormitory, hundreds of civil and military officials stood outside the door, never entered the dormitory, and when they saw this scene, everyone sighed sadly.

"Third brother!"

Suddenly, at this moment, the civil and military officials outside the door were pushed away, and the Nine Princes were followed by three guards and hurriedly came.

Walking into the dormitory, when he saw the weak Zhu Sanye on the bed, the ninth prince pounced on the bed sadly.

............... (To be continued.) )